Chapter 148: Crazy Cultivation

"Little bastard, no matter what Lao Tzu says, he is also a dignified saint-level powerhouse, if you don't say that you grovel to me, you have to have the least respect for me, you can't open your mouth old bastard, shut up the old puppet. Fengxing Shengjun said helplessly.

You must know that no matter who he faces with the status of the Wind Saint Monarch, the other party will treat him with courtesy, and no one is like Mu Zifei who treats him at nothing and abuses him.

"If it weren't for you, an old fellow, who had stumbled me in the first place, maybe I wouldn't have been respectful to you, but I would never have been so insulted as I am now. Mu Zifei said a little embarrassed, because he thought of this, Mu Zifei was more polite, no longer the old bastard old horseman's insults, just changed to the extremely ordinary words of the old guy.

"Looks like you little bastard still has a bit of a conscience. Hearing the relaxation in Mu Zifei Zifei's words, the Fengxing Saint Monarch stroked his beard and said with satisfaction, maybe this Fengxing Saint Monarch has been away from the world for too long, and as soon as there is such a slight change, the Fengxing Saint Monarch will be happy and happy.

"Stinky boy, which room are you going to enter today, if you don't have any accurate goals, the old man can also give you some advice. The Wind Traveling Saint Monarch stroked his beard and smiled.

"I'm going to enter the place where the Blood Emperor Dress's sigil is going to be again. Mu Zifei replied decisively to the Wind Walking Saint Monarch.

"Little guy, the ambition is not small, you must know that the spiritual imprint of Dresse is also the strongest emperor-level imprint in the entire Ten Thousand Souls Pavilion, even if it is a low-level saint-level spiritual imprint, it is not comparable to him. Fengxing Saint Monarch looked at Mu Zifei and said in surprise.

"But little one, can you hold on to the terrible pressure of Dress? The Wind Traveling Saint Monarch persuaded Mu Zifei.

"Don't worry, I've been in there for a long time yesterday and there's no problem. Mu Zifei said nonchalantly.

"Ignorant child. The Fengxing Saint Monarch shouted angrily, which made Mu Zifei a little surprised, no matter how he said before, this Fengxing Saint Monarch has always been smiling, even if it is a threat to scare him, it is also a smile, but now he is extremely angry, and Mu Zifei can't help but care about what the Fengxing Saint Monarch is about to say next.

"How do you stinky boy know how terrible the spiritual imprint left by that kid of Dress, what you comprehended yesterday was only the beginning, that kid of Dresse turned all his life's learning into that picture, and the essence of the collection is also from simple to difficult, and the coercion you were subjected to at that time is also getting bigger and bigger, and in the end, that kind of coercion is infinitely close to the peak of the saint. The Windwalking Saint Monarch explained to Mu Zifei.

"Since the Blood Emperor Dress's predecessors have reached such a terrifying level, why did you finally die of a saint-level breakthrough?" Mu Zifei asked in confusion.

"That's that kid is too greedy and wants to step over the saint level and go directly to the saint level, because that kid has comprehended the way of life and death to the last trace and is only a trace away from fusion, so at the last moment he suffered the biggest backlash from the way of heaven and earth, so that he fell into a bloodline and his soul was scattered. Fengxing Shengjun said helplessly.

And after hearing these words, Mu Zifei was also shocked, he really didn't expect that Dresse would be so good and try to step into the realm of the Saint Monarch at the imperial level, but no matter what, Dress's courage is indeed worthy of respect and learning from anyone in the world.

"Then how do you know all about the predecessors of Dress, how do you know about the predecessors of Dress?" said the curious baby Mu Zifei inquiringly.

"It's just because this idiot is an old man's student, and until the last moment, the old man accompanied this stupid child. The Celestial Saint Monarch sighed.

"That popular old-timer, I'll go in first, don't worry, I won't be overwhelmed, once I can't do it, I will quit immediately. Mu Zifei said a word to the Fengxing Holy Monarch and walked straight in.

"How can this stinky boy be the same as that little bastard of Dress, once he has an idea, he will no longer listen to persuasion, so let him be, fortunately, his strength is still low now, even if something happens, it is within my control, let this kid toss. Fengxing Shengjun shook his head helplessly, then turned around and walked to the recliner and lay down again, but at this time, his attention was all in the small bungalow where Mu Zifei was, paying attention to Mu Zifei's every move.

"The Blood Emperor's seniors, the juniors are here to bother again. Mu Zifei bowed deeply in front of the sculpture of Dress, and then gathered all his strength in front of the futon in front of the sculpture and sat down under the powerful pressure.

"The little guy can, he sat in front of my sculpture in such a short time, it seems that you should have cultivated here with me before this, so I won't say more, go on." Just when Dress's voice dissipated, a sea of blood appeared in front of Mu Zifei, and in the sea of blood, Mu Zifei saw the little boy from yesterday standing by the fire and practicing a move.

And Mu Zifei is also referring to this immature move, from this simple move and style, it seems that there are some things that Mu Zifei can't figure out, Mu Zifei gradually understands that this should be the so-called way of heaven and earth.

But just when Mu Zifei was about to watch carefully, he found that the coercion around him gradually became stronger, but Mu Zifei didn't believe in this evil, he straightened up hard, his hands were clenched to death, his arms were bruised, and he concentrated all his attention to stare at the movements of the child in the sea of blood, and gradually Mu Zifei saw a trace of blood and disappeared, but after this flash, Mu Zifei couldn't see clearly, but because of Mu Zifei's unwillingness, he wanted to continue to watch, but this caused the surrounding coercion to increase a lot, but Mu Zifei just didn't like to be soft, and the blood vessels in the upper and lower parts of his body protruded, and gradually there was a tendency to rupture, But when Mu Zifei was about to break it, Mu Zifei finally saw the blood light clearly, even if Mu Zifei stared at the blood light and began to study it carefully, a thin layer of blood mist gradually appeared around Mu Zifei, and in this layer of blood mist, Mu Zifei sat on the futon and endured the severe pain, feeling the blood light that appeared from time to time when he got it, but because the pressure around him was too great, there were blood beads constantly dripping out of Mu Zifei's limbs, and within half an hour, Mu Zifei was covered with blood all over his body, if Lao Wenjing saw Mu Zifei at this time, he didn't know how to feel distressed。