Mu Feng did not choose the same way as the blood leech to treat this dragon soul, it was because the dragon soul had infinite growth, and the blood leech did not, so Mu Feng would use his Yuan Shen fragments to control the blood leech.

Looking at the big guy in front of him, Mu Feng couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, don't look at this is just a bone dragon, but he has most of the strength of the black dragon before his death, only the consciousness is missing, but because the black dragon was a half-step god cultivator before his death, even if he lacks his consciousness now, but in his soul, he still instinctively carries the shadow of the power of heaven and earth.

But because the remaining consciousness of the current dragon soul is only instinct, its autonomous consciousness is still very weak, and it is impossible to use the power of heaven and earth like the black dragon, but it can also resist the power of heaven and earth of other half-step god cultivators, so that others cannot use the power of heaven and earth to bind it, and Mu Feng also carved several formations on the keel, so that the bone dragon's defense is stronger and the attack power is stronger, although all are close attacks.

After putting the bone dragon into the spirit beast bag, Mu Feng turned around and entered the cave, sat cross-legged again, and took out all the essence blood of the black dragon, the black dragon body is a dragon, and the amount of essence blood can be several times more than that of Luo Sen, and it is also the essence blood of the half-step god realm, Mu Feng did not dare to take it together.

After taking out a drop of essence blood and taking it, he began to sacrifice his body, and with the golden light on his body, the cave returned to calm.

Half a year later, the golden light on Mu Feng's body suddenly skyrocketed, and even completely covered his body, only a dazzling golden light was in the cave, scorching like fire.

After a while, the sudden surge of golden light slowly dissipated, revealing Mu Feng's golden figure again, and after another tea time, Mu Feng's body returned to normal, as if the golden light just now was just an illusion.

It took half a year for Mu Feng to refine all the essence and blood of the black dragon, and the golden body realm finally reached its peak, in this state, the Yuanying Monk could no longer hurt himself, even if it was a half-step Divine Cultivator's attack, Mu Feng was confident that he would resist without being injured.

The departure of the phoenix key, the soul soldier and Ge Yun has reduced Mu Feng's strength a lot, but now, these strengths have all been replenished, although it cannot be said to be surpassed, but it is not much different, and more importantly, Mu Feng's own strength has increased.

It's just that Mu Feng feels a little strange that since he entered the Yuan Infant Period, the [Spirit Attracting Yuan] technique has not increased in the slightest, and the cyclones on his body are still six, one is occupied by the Xuanzhu of Life and Death, and the other is occupied by the Blood Pill formed by the killing qi, and there are still only four cyclones that can absorb the aura, and it has not increased because of the improvement of Mu Feng's realm.

In this regard, although Mu Feng was puzzled, he put it aside after thinking about it, anyway, there are many things on his body that he doesn't understand, and this one is not bad.

Mu Feng took out the dragon skin again, and cut the skin of the dragon's head into a piece, the skin of the dragon's head is the hardest part of the whole dragon skin, and Mu Feng wants to make it into an inner armor.

Although his body was already very strong, Mu Feng didn't mind strengthening it a little more, cutting the dragon skin into two inner armor shapes, and sewing them together with dragon tendons, a simple inner armor was formed, although the workmanship was a little so-so, but its role should not be underestimated.

Immediately, Mu Feng carved several defensive formations on the inner armor to add to its protective ability, and the inner armor was completed, Mu Feng immediately forced a drop of blood from his finger and pointed it on the inner armor, a flash of light flashed, instantly entered his body, and settled down in the only cyclone where he had not yet practiced the magic weapon.

"With my current strength, I can only depict these simple formations on the inner armor, but don't worry, it will gradually increase in the future!" Mu Feng comforted himself.

Mu Feng's expression suddenly moved, and two golden rays of light shot out from outside the cave, and he stretched out his hand to put the golden light into his hand, which was the blood leech.

After more than a year of hunting, the golden light on the two blood leeches has become much richer, and even the volume has increased a little, but it is not too obvious, staying in Mu Feng's hands for a while, it will burrow into its clothes, hide, and Mu Feng will also fly out of the cave and disappear.

Qingyun City, as the third largest city in the land of troubled times, is not inferior to Qianqiu City in terms of prosperity, and the two are now married, although they may not really be able to join forces, at least on the surface, they are in the same spirit, and their power is growing.

Outside Qingyun City, Mu Feng's figure reappeared, indifferently glanced at the majestic city in front of him, then retracted his gaze, after entering the city, Mu Feng did not look for a place to live first, but came directly to the trading market.

The fang market here is no different from other places, there are also large and small stalls on both sides of the road, the sound of selling is endless, and the crowd is also endless, Mu Feng sweeps through the stalls on both sides one by one, and when he encounters some spiritual grass, he will buy it.

As for things like finished pills and magic weapon materials, Mu Feng never glanced at them, all the stalls with spirit grass had Mu Feng's figure, and the entire Fang Market did not let go, and after an hour, Mu Feng walked out of the Fang Market with a blank face.

Although there are many kinds of spiritual grasses in the market, there are really few that are truly rare, and they are far from meeting Mu Feng's requirements.

Mu Feng didn't stop at all, he came to the boundless business house again, looking at the unchanged layout, Mu Feng came to the third floor, took out a list in front of a woman's counter, and said indifferently: "The things on this, can you get them here!"

The woman was also a Yuanying monk, and she only smiled slightly at Mu Feng's simplicity, but when she saw the things on the list, her face changed from surprise to solemnity, and after a while, she smiled bitterly: "This gentleman, although the number of things you need is not very large, but there are too many types, and we can't get them together for a while!"

Mu Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "Time is not a problem, but can you really get these things together!"

The woman said helplessly: "We can get most of the things on this for you now, but there are several rare things in them, which we don't have in our firm now, if Mr. has enough time, it must not be a problem!"

"I don't care about a little time, but if it's too long, I'm afraid it won't work!"

The woman hesitated for a moment before she said, "I'm afraid I can't guarantee you these things, or Mr. should talk to our steward!"

After Mu Feng nodded, the woman took Luo Feng directly to the fifth floor, stopped in front of a closed door, and said respectfully: "Elder Liu!

As soon as An Lin's voice fell, a leisurely voice came from the room: "Come in!" Hearing this voice, Mu Feng's expression suddenly moved, and it was a woman who spoke, which was really unexpected.

'Squeak', after the door opened, the decoration in the room was also very simple, it can be said that there was no decoration, which was somewhat inconsistent with a woman's room.

When Mu Feng came in, An Lin turned around and left, this room should be a quiet room to be precise, because there was nothing except two futons, and of course there was a woman in white, sitting cross-legged on one of the futons, with her back to the door.

When Mu Feng came in, the woman didn't look back, but pointed to the futon opposite her, and said softly: "The room is a little simple, don't blame the distinguished guests, please sit!"

Mu Feng's expression was upright, and he didn't speak, he came to the woman and sat cross-legged, at this time, he could see the woman's appearance clearly, about twenty-seven or eighteen, and her appearance was superior, but she was in a high position, but she did not have the grace and luxury she imagined, but exuded an indifferent and elegant atmosphere, which can make people feel a kind of quiet and peaceful. This aura is not deliberately disguised, but comes from the heart.

The woman's eyes, like an endless sky, distant and calm, after seeing Mu Feng, the woman smiled faintly and said, "I don't know what happened to Mr."

Mu Feng hugged his fists and saluted, "The title of Mr. is not daring to bear it!"

Before Mu Feng entered the door, he felt a divine consciousness swept over him, and when he saw the woman, Mu Feng could be sure that the divine consciousness just now was from the woman in front of him, and the feeling that the woman gave him was so transcendent, so Mu Feng would be so polite.

The woman chuckled softly: "The title is just a title, it has no meaning in the first place, as a cultivator, why take this matter too seriously!"

Mu Feng's heart moved, and he said: "That's the case, but whether it is a mortal or a cultivator, what they have in common is nothing more than fame and fortune, but they have more than a desire for strength and the pursuit of immortality, how many people can really see through these?"

The woman glanced at Mu Feng deeply, and said with a leisurely smile: "What you said is also right or wrong, whether it is mortals or those of us who cultivate, we all have our own goals, there is no right or wrong purpose, right or wrong is just the process of pursuing this purpose!

Mu Feng's expression was straight, he bowed to the woman, and said, "What the seniors said is very true, but the juniors are too persistent!"

Seeing Mu Feng like this, the woman was still indifferent, and said, "You say that you are persistent, but you are still persistent!"

Mu Feng's heart was shocked, and then he smiled again, and said, "And I'm just happy like this!"

Hearing this, the indifference on the woman's face finally added a trace of appreciation.

"Seniors, juniors have something unclear, and ask seniors to tell me?"

"Okay!

Mu Feng glanced at the room and said, "If the juniors are not mistaken, the seniors should be meditating and understanding, but why should they stay in the city, and besides, they are also managing things here, why don't they travel all over the world, wouldn't they be able to better understand life and comprehend the world?"

The woman smiled leisurely and said, "What you said is also a method, but what is life? What is heaven and earth?"

"This ......" Mu Feng couldn't help but be speechless, a simple question, but there are thousands of answers, and what is his own answer? Mu Feng couldn't help but start thinking about this question carefully, and for a while, he fell into deep thought.

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