The monk's spell attack depends on the quality of the spiritual root, that is, the level of talent, the monk with high talent, not only the speed of cultivation is higher than that of ordinary people, but even the power of the attack is higher than that of ordinary people, otherwise, people with high talent will not be welcomed in any sect, no way, this is innate, and jealousy does not come.

Mu Feng's talent can't be said, otherwise, he wouldn't have been almost rejected by the Beihua Sect, the low level of talent makes his cultivation speed far lower than others, and he hasn't entered the first layer of Qi training for a month, which is a good proof, so his magic power will be generally weaker than others, if it weren't for the vitality in his body that far surpasses others, as well as the attack method of [Practicing Qi into a Soldier], he, a mid-stage Jindan monk, is really a little unable to take it.

Mu Feng's Yuan Qi cultivation is not very good, but his Yuan Shen is the capital that can fight beyond the level, if the distance is close enough, he is even confident that he can kill the Yuan Infant Early Stage Cultivator with only the Yuan Shen.

However, these are just Mu Feng's conjectures, what will happen will be determined, and it will only be determined if he has really fought, however, when fighting, I am afraid that there is no Yuan Infant Monk who will fight with the other party in close combat, so Mu Feng's idea is just an idea.

Since Mu Feng was not able to break through to the late stage of the Jindan yet, the vitality stored in the dantian was also limited, and he could only store the absorbed spiritual energy in the cyclone to increase the quality of the four small Jindan.

Baihualou is located on the only lake in the riot city, the lake area is only a thousand zhang range, the water surface is flat like a mirror, the flowers are like brocade, it is called the flower lake, in the prosperity of this flower lake, there is a five-story attic standing in it, the figure of the woman who can be seen in the morning and evening is looming, the sound of the piano, the singing voice keeps coming, like a place outside the world.

Four small wooden bridges extend outward from the attic, linking the bloody world outside the lake, and making this lake the only peaceful place in the murderous and bloody riot city, but these four small bridges make this out-of-this-world place no longer quiet, maybe she has never been quiet.

Baihualou can appear as a group of women in the dusty posture, fight for a place in the riot city, let all the forces be courteous and above the four major families, how can they do this without a strong strength background.

The beauties in Baihualou are like clouds, and they are all talented women, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, all of them are fine, it is these seemingly weak women, but they make those children of the big family who are invincible, they want to move, but they can only be tempted, dare not do it, and of course they have to move the spirit stone, which also makes Baihualou a veritable gold cave.

Entering Baihualou, as long as you have enough spirit stones, you can let the woman you want play the piano and sing for you, chat with the wine, and of course, go to bed is delusional.

The women in the Baihualou are headed by the four women of Meilan Zhuju, which are red plums, purple orchids, green bamboos, and white chrysanthemums, which are also the four major Oirans in the Baihualou, each of which is the face of a sinking fish and the beauty of a falling goose.

And above these four women, there is also a mysterious princess of Baihua, but few people have seen it, but her fame is not as good as the four daughters of Meilan Zhuju, and it only exists in the hearts of some top people.

When Mu Feng followed He Hongdie to the front of the Flower Lake, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, his heart was also much more comfortable, looking at the pedestrians passing leisurely on the small bridge, and secretly said in his heart: "The only quiet place in this so-called riot city is also a bit untrue!"

This time people came out not only Mu Feng and He Hongdie, but also He Qishan, the eldest son of the He family, Baihualou is a place where every rich child lingers, and He Qishan, who has been there, will certainly not let go of this opportunity, although it can't satisfy the real thoughts in his heart, but as long as he appreciates it, it can also make him feel refreshed.

It is rumored that this flower lake did not exist, but for some reason it appeared in the riot city overnight, and then came out of the Baihualou, some people say that it is the great power in the Baihualou, and the flower lake was dug out, but no one knows how it is.

Mu Feng's body still exuded a faint smell of blood, but it was much lighter than a few days ago, and his expression was like ice for thousands of years, so that many people who passed by him did not feel cold and stayed away from him.

Such a situation made the brothers and sisters of the He family who walked in front of Mu Feng secretly helpless, they came out to appreciate the beauty, but Mu Feng's expression was like a person who came out to play, but like a soldier who went to the battlefield, it was really a bit of a bad scenery.

But He Hongdie's advice, in exchange for Mu Feng's nodding and not doing anything, still doing his own thing, in addition to being bitter, the brothers and sisters of the He family can only turn a blind eye.

The indifference that Mu Feng is showing now is not that he is completely disguised, but also partly from his heart, from childhood to adulthood, Mu Feng only behaves like a real teenager in front of Luo Xue, and in front of strangers, he always has an indifferent and casual attitude, but he can't hide his inner arrogance, innate arrogance.

After all these years of killing, his heart has become indifferent and cold-blooded, just like the four emotions that he once felt in the Aotian Demon Venerable, the contempt for heaven and earth, the domineering of the enemy, the indifference to the common people, and the arrogance of himself, Mu Feng was able to refuse at the beginning, not because the Aotian Demon Venerable was unwilling to change, but he knew that Mu Feng would always become like this, with these four emotions, this is the state of mind that climbers must have.

And Mu Feng gradually appeared in this state of mind unconsciously, so his indifference came from the heart, and his cold-bloodedness did not need to be pretentious, because none of the people in front of him were his friends, just strangers or enemies.

Walk across the small bridge, come to the front of the Baihualou, everything in front of you, not like a luxurious scene that Mu Feng thinks, but full of beauty and elegance, the melodious sound of the piano is like ding dong spring water, dotted with the beauty of the green mountains and valleys, ethereal and quiet, so that the people who hear the sound can be quiet and forget their worries.

Mu Feng's expression couldn't help but ease a little, and the smell of blood on his body quietly dissipated, although there was still a cold breath left, it was much better.

The attic is full of ancient charm, the mahogany carved dragon and phoenix, the sandalwood smoke curls, although the number of people is large, but it does not show noise, as if it is a sin to speak loudly here, a kind of blasphemy.

In the hall is a high platform, there are no tables and chairs below, there is no place to entertain guests, and on the four sides of the attic above the high platform, it is the stands full of customers, tasting tea and enjoying the qin and zither on the platform below, and the neon dress and butterfly dance.

As soon as the brothers and sisters of the He family entered Baihualou, they were warmly welcomed by a middle-aged beautiful woman, and they were led to a stand, and they committed themselves to retirement, and did not greet them because of their identity.

And the brothers and sisters of the He family didn't care at all, as if they had long been used to it, the two sat down on the edge of the stands, sipping the tea served by the maid, with a leisurely and complacent look, while Mu Feng stood behind them indifferently, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them, but his eyes were clear, no ease and no caution, as indifferent.

After a while, when the song ended, a beautiful woman flew to the high platform, looked around, and said with a smile: "There are many distinguished guests coming to the door today, and it is our Miss Qingzhu's birthday, so today Miss Qingzhu will present a song "Remembering Snow" for everyone, and Miss Qingzhu is invited below!"

Hearing this, the scene suddenly became popular, the applause shook the sky, Mu Feng could see the strong excitement on their faces, even He Hongdie in front of him was the same, but Mu Feng was very curious, what kind of woman could have such a big effect.

But then, Mu Feng's eyes shrank, only to see a woman in a green dress and a skirt, with a slender figure slowly falling from the top of the attic, although her face was covered by green gauze, but she could still see her peerless beauty in a vague way, a woman dressed in blue, like a green bamboo on the high mountain, proud and quiet, worthy of the name of green bamboo.

As soon as the woman appeared, everyone in the audience had more fire in their eyes, but they didn't make any sound, Qingzhu didn't speak, but sat cross-legged on the high platform, a phoenix tail violin quietly appeared, a pair of Su Yi stroked the strings, and the sound of ding dong came out instantly.

A note appeared, and Mu Feng seemed to see a beautiful woman in front of him, standing in the snow, with a leisurely thought on her face, and the eyes seemed to be missing, like a memory, and a faint sadness There was a trace of sadness in this white snowy night.

The clarity in Mu Feng's eyes suddenly appeared a thick sadness, remembering the name of Xue, this snow is not the other snow, but it made Mu Feng think of Mu Xue, think of the beautiful woman, think of the woman he had to protect all his life, the woman who no one can replace in his heart.

But now, the two of them are on their separate sides, and Mu Xue has no news, Mu Feng really wants to put aside the killing, put aside the cultivation of the body, and return to her side.

used to practice hard for Mu Xue, but the result was that the two were separated, and now they are still practicing desperately, just to be able to return to Mu Xue's side, if there was no Zhang Mingjing at the beginning, he did not choose to enter the Beihua Sect, maybe now, the two will live quietly in Mu Mansion, ordinary and happy life.

Entered the world of cultivating immortals, got the ability to fly into the sky, but lost Mu Xue, who got along day and night, if Mu Feng had a choice, he would rather give up everything now, and would rather believe that everything that has happened in the past few years is just a dream, and would rather wake up from this dream quickly.

"Miss, are you okay!" Mu Feng's face was full of memories, and there was a thick sadness, his voice was low, but only he could hear it, at this moment, in this song "Remembering Snow", Mu Feng did not hide his heart, let alone hide his thoughts about Mu Xue.

In Mu Feng's heart, nothing will be more important than Mu Xue, he has been able to get to this day, and it is all for her, compared with Mu Xue, Mu Feng can not care about anything, including the situation at this time, and the situation of hiding his identity at this time.

However, the current Mu Feng is just a guard of the He family in the eyes of others, a small subordinate, even if someone finds out that something is wrong with him, but who will investigate what is going on!

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