The dawn of dawn lifted the light veil of the night, spit out the white sky of the fish belly, the sky was slightly bright, the mist was dark, and the Qingtian Mountains gradually returned to the warmth of the past, at this time, the exhausted teenager who was made by the snoring had just fallen asleep, but was poured on his head by a bucket of cold water, Mu Zitian hit a spirit, turned his head up, looked at Zhou Wufu expressionlessly, the water in early autumn was slightly cool, slowly flowing down the hair, flowing through the narrow eyelids, flowing through the delicate face, until the white shirt on the chest was soaked.

Zhou Wufu, who was staring at him a little hairy, said with a smile: I just want to wake you up, it's dawn, just your lazy nature, what kind of cultivation are you talking about, not to mention wanting to protect that little girl who is many times more powerful than you.

Putting aside his past temperament, Mu Zi scolded him early on, and even punched and kicked each other. Mu Zitian doesn't want to grow up, then he will always be the treasure in Du Xin'er's eyes, if he wants to grow up, he can still shelter Du Xin'er from the wind and rain. However, growth is often instantaneous, and maturity does not depend on age, but on one's own will. Don't break out in silence, just die in silence, when the reliance on survival is gone, and you can only rely on yourself, Mu Zitian naturally reined in his lazy temperament, after all, in this world, the person who can regard his life as more important than his own life is only Du Xin'er in Mu Zitian's consciousness.

wiped his face indiscriminately, regardless of the fact that his clothes were soaked, Mu Zitian grew to the ground, and then slowly got up, looked at Zhou Wufu and said: I was offended before, please Haihan, thank you for the teaching, I am grateful.

Zhou Wufu, who had a smile on his face, stayed for a moment, he was cumin for half his life, laughing and scolding in the world, so unhappy, under the seemingly cynical demeanor, there was Cangsang who saw through the world, Mu Zitian's series, but knocked in his heart, he accepted a salute calmly, didn't say anything, motioned the latter to sit down, took the book of overturning the world, and slowly said: This martial artist's secret book is mainly based on honing the body, supplemented by tempering the will, I think you also know the difference between cultivators. Practitioners are divided into three categories, the spirit is the capital of the heavens, there is no one in ten thousand, the second is the second, the most martial artists, in fact, the cultivation itself is the creation of heaven and earth, is a gift given to human beings by the sky, the aura is the soul of heaven and earth, it is not easy to be recognized by it, so in this world, there are still ordinary people, martial artists, anyone can practice, it is to cultivate itself, the sky does not recognize me, I also turn the sky. This kind of forcible embarkation on the path of cultivation is also despised by the other two types of people, plus the martial arts practitioners, they themselves are not qualified, so the good and the bad are uneven, and it is difficult to achieve anything.

Mu Zitian listened very carefully and carefully, although it was said that talent could only be measured after the age of eighteen, but the mysterious uncle in front of him was a martial artist, and he didn't have to be weak at all, so there were thousands of roads, and success or failure was only in himself.

"There are a total of nine layers of the Heaven Turning Decision, which is linked to the eight realms, as for the last one, don't consider it for the time being, the general martial arts exercises, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and temper the body, the aura will be excluded from the body, but the Heaven Turning Decision is different, it will form a cyclone in your abdomen in the process of quenching the body, although after each week, there will be a trace left, but do you know the importance of this trace of aura?

Looking at the stunned Mu Zitian, Zhou Wufu smiled with satisfaction, took a slight breath, and continued: It will make your body stronger all the time, the so-called miss is a thousand miles, this is the truth, and when your aura accumulates more and more, you think that you have unlimited combat power and can continue forever.

However, there are pros and cons, Zhou Wufu's tone changed, "Whenever your cultivation crosses a certain level, the cyclone in your abdomen will undergo a qualitative change, and during this time, your body can not have strenuous movement。。。。。。

The boy thought that he was walking and walking, and one of them didn't pay attention, fell a kick, and then blew himself up。。。。。。 Niangle, I don't dare to say that there is no one who will come after me, I am afraid that there is no one before, but it can be called a good story in the cultivation world. But thinking about it, he also knows that although he can't fight, he won't be so vulnerable, otherwise, Zhou Wufu some time ago, he was beaten by him, and he would have exploded I don't know how many times.

After Zhou Wufu finished speaking, he still gave the scroll to the young man, "I have said everything that should be said, as for whether to cultivate or not, that is your business."

Mu Zitian looked at the lightweight scroll in front of him, but felt as heavy as a thousand gold, the young man stood up, rubbed his eyebrows, touched his head, gritted his teeth, rubbed his ears, stomped his feet, and said fiercely: I can't give up the child, I can't put a wolf on it, do it!

Not surprisingly, Zhou Wufu nodded and said: Spread out the scroll, then sit cross-legged, lay flat on your knees, and drip your own blood.

Mu Zitian did what Zhou Wufu said, got it in turn, looked at the golden scroll in front of him, bit his finger lightly, and then slowly dripped it. With a 'tick' sound, the blood slowly penetrated the scroll, and suddenly, the golden light appeared, and the scroll slowly rose, and in the boy's mistake, it came straight to the center of his eyebrows. Mu Zitian fell to the ground, only to hear a heart-rending scream, one after another, and in a moment, Mu Zitian, who was convulsing all over, gradually stopped moving, and obviously passed out.

Zhou Wufu grinned, his grandmother's, finally a second person also tasted this taste, smacking his lips, he took steps, walked out of the cave, looked at the blue sky and muttered to himself: I don't know when I will wake up from this sleep, and I have to get some food for the rabbit cub。。。。。。