He glanced at Zhang Mu deeply, and shook his head with regret, this kind of scythe divine spirit mark, even if the talent is very high, its own lethality is limited, and it is not flexible, how good it is to replace it with a family heirloom wolf talent.

didn't care about what the father of this body thought, Zhang Mu calmly helped his mother away under the complicated eyes of everyone, and there was no fluctuation or remembrance in his heart.

……

In the mountain behind the Qin family, there is a thatched house on the desolate hillside, which is the residence of their mother and son, which looks very shabby.

When the two returned home, they couldn't see their five fingers, and Liu Lan lit an oil seal, only to have more wisps of dim light.

She said with joy and guilt: "Kong'er, if it weren't for my mother's poor talent, maybe you would be able to awaken other types of divine imprints, so that the family can really value you."

"Ahhh......h

"Mother knows that you don't blame me, but ......" Liu Lan said this, her eyes turned red again, "The eldest lady will definitely deliberately jam your cultivation resources on the grounds that your divine spirit mark is not suitable for cultivation, making it difficult for your talent to be brought into play." ”

Zhang Curtain shows a cold color, big lady? Let their mother and son live for more than ten years, even a dog is not as good, and now that he awakens the memory of his previous life, whether it is the eldest lady or the mother and son who bullied their mother and son in this family, he will not let it go.

After playing sign language and telling his mother to rest quickly, Zhang Mu turned around and returned to his room, sat on the tattered wooden bed and thought for a moment, combed through all the memories of this day and even before, and after making sure that there was no problem, Zhang Mu sat cross-legged, took out a mysterious handprint with both hands, and began to cultivate.

The Divine Spirit Continent cultivates the Divine Dao, and the first step is to summon the spirit, and after awakening the divine spirit mark, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with the divine spirit mark to refine the body.

At this time, the importance of talent is reflected, in terms of the speed of washing and absorbing aura, the imprint of high-level gods is several times that of low-level, for example, he is a human-level eight-grade, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy is eight times that of a human-level one.

And different types of spiritual energy are absorbed by different spirit imprints, such as the main fire-absorbing attribute of the Red Flame Wolf Divine Imprint, and the white ice rabbit absorbing ice attribute, after quenching the body, the condensed spiritual power attribute will also have its own characteristics.

Although Zhang Mu didn't have any elixir to cultivate his body since he was a child, he was very old, and he usually simply breathed in and cultivated, and his body was enough to withstand the aura of heaven and earth, so he decided to start cultivating.

This is the power of this world, basically awakening the imprint of the gods can devour the aura of heaven and earth, which is equivalent to the Tianmen realm of the previous world, and the starting point is much higher.

As he meditated, in the dim spirit platform, a pitch-black blade was summoned by Zhang Shu, and immediately emerged from the center of his eyebrows, hovering above his head.

He looked closely, and because his cultivation level was too low now, he didn't see too many useful things.

Urging the imprint of the gods, the aura in the void was attracted, and it immediately converged, turning into wisps of mist and injecting into his Baihui acupoint.

After the aura is integrated, Zhang Mu's body is shaken, and he consciously points a coolness from the top of his head to spread all over the body, and a trace of swelling and soreness appears, which gradually turns into pain, which is the normal phenomenon of the aura initially entering the body, and after adapting, it becomes a kind of fluttering and refreshing.

In this process, most of the aura is consumed halfway, absorbed by the dry body, and with the sweat to remove impurities from the body, improve his physique, and at the same time open up the meridians, so that the aura can run throughout the body.

This process opens up the foundation of all cultivators, if there is a gap, it is that he has experience, plus he has a superior spiritual induction technique, and the quenching speed is several times faster than that of people of the same level.

After a night, Zhang Mu easily tempered Sancheng's body to the third layer of quenching body, and the whole person was in good spirits, with more than 300 catties of strength.

Of course, there is a lot of difference between the spiritual energy coming out of the body and refining to the Dacheng realm where the whole body is as powerful as an ox, but if the other Qin family members know his progress at the moment, he will still be shocked.

One night

But he still didn't have joy at the moment, but frowned, muttering in his heart: "Strange, how come the divine imprint formed by my ability has no attributes, it seems that all spiritual energy is absorbed, and it is good to use it to quench the body at this stage, but if it lacks attributes when condensing true qi in the future, it will be a great loss to fight."

Whether it was him or anyone else, they would think that the imprint of the gods without attributes was poor in quality, which was recognized on the mainland.

"Forget it, as long as you live and can cultivate, there will naturally be a solution in the future."

He shook his head, walked out of the room, made a few buckets of water by the well behind the thatched hut to wash away the stains on his body, closed a tattered clean dress, and opened his mother's room, which was empty.

"I went to do things before dawn again......"

Zhang Mu frowned secretly, although his mother was the woman of the patriarch of the Qin family, she was actually a slave, because the child she gave birth to was mute, her status was pitiful, and she was doing the lowest job, he had to change all this, so that this mother could live a good life, so that he could feel at ease.

At this stage, all you need is money!

Looking at the barren mountain in front of him, Zhang Mu's eyes moved, turned around and took a firewood knife, a basket on his back, didn't even eat, and began to collect medicine on the mountain.

Naturally, what he can harvest is very ordinary medicinal materials, but he has the means to turn decay into magic, refine a good elixir, sell it for some money, survive the most difficult period, and then rise unstoppably.

He thought about using his experience to create some spirits to sell, but unfortunately his strength is too poor now, and it is too dangerous to sell spirit skills.

……

The barren mountain is not high, it is a hundred zhang, because the aura was taken away by the Qin family's gathering array, the plants on the mountain are very ordinary, the barren grass is overgrown, there are many poisonous insects and beasts, and the children of the family rarely come over.

Half an hour later, just after dawn, he picked a basket of herbs, all of which were ordinary and of limited use to the monk, but they were all materials for his preparation of the potions.

It is estimated that if he continues to go deeper, he may encounter a fierce beast, Zhang Mu turned around and went down the mountain, and just came to the foot of the mountain, he suddenly heard a cry and faintly shouted for help.

"Why is this voice so familiar, could it be someone I know?"

Zhang Mu walked dozens of feet, and the morning fog cleared in front of him, there was a man and a woman, the woman was lying on the ground, and the man was riding on the woman.

However, it doesn't seem like you're willing to do it.

The man smiled lewdly, with an obscene look in his eyes, and said proudly: "Shout, who will hear the barren mountains and mountains here?"

"Fuck off, don't touch me! Whining...... Help me! ”

Qin was still lying on the ground, seemingly unable to move, disheveled, revealing snow white, crying, trying to struggle but having no strength.

Zhang Mu's brows furrowed, he remembered that this woman was the concubine of an elder, and she was not valued like her, perhaps because she was sympathetic, and she usually took good care of their mother and son, and helped his mother several times.

He doesn't want to owe favors, so he'll pay it back today.