The next day.

Feng Zhongmian took Meng Hu to visit, Feng Zhongmian's clothes were messy like he hadn't taken a bath for a week, Meng Hu followed behind Feng Zhongmian, carrying a half-laughing big hemp bag on his shoulder, which was filled with fist-sized round objects.

"I split seventeen demonic beasts in a row in the deep mountains and dense forests, and went through five mountains to collect a hundred catties of drunken dream fruits, did I find the carefree grass?

Mu Yun's affairs made a lot of trouble in the city, but he didn't care about sleeping in the wind, without half a word of greetings or condolences, and asked the most relevant things straight to the point.

Mu Yun was playing chess with Ying'er in the small courtyard, when he heard the voices of the two people, he raised his head and took a look, of course he was still the same as before, but Meng Hu had changed very much, there was a strong sense of qi between his hands and feet, and when he stood still, he was as steady as a rock, and there was a feeling of thunder and immobility.

Mu Yun put the chess pieces into the altar, stood up slowly and ignored the wind sleeping: "I haven't seen you for many days, Lao Meng's true qi has improved again!"

Meng Hu's swarthy face with a knife and axe chisel hung a joyful smile: "I won't tell you, recently, Lord Feng Zhongmian personally instructed me, so that my strength has been greatly improved, and now I am close to the realm of a great martial artist, and I have already stepped into it with half a foot, I can't think of three or two months, I can really break through." ”

"This stupid big man, his brain is really not open!" Feng Zhongmian pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "When I was your age, I was already one of the best martial artists in the Silver Snow Domain!

"How can I compare with you?"

Meng Hu scratched his head in embarrassment.

Wind in the Sleep is a recognized martial arts genius in the Silver Snow Region, and is called a ghost talent by countless older generations who have not been born for a hundred years, although cynicism and bad habits, when the entire martial arts world is afraid that no one can compare, maybe in the future, Mu Yun will grow up and be able to compete with the wind in the magic world!

What Mu Yun wanted was such a result, and he immediately nodded with satisfaction.

Feng Zhongmian taught Meng Hu some things, which was very helpful to Meng Hu.

"Yes, very good, you didn't disappoint. Mu Yun paused and continued: "You have already taken one foot, and I will help you step in with the other foot." ”

Meng Hu was a little puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Mu Yun took out a round pill like a trick: "Silver Pulp Pill, also known as Washing Pill." I can guarantee that just by taking this pill, you will definitely be reborn and become a great martial artist! At the same time, it will greatly enhance the strength of your body, whether it is your combat ability or your future cultivation, it will be much smoother. ”

Meng Hu actually knew that Mu Yun was going to use the silver pith to refine the pill, but he didn't expect the silver marrow pill to have such a miraculous effect: "This pill can help me break through?"

Mu Yun said with a smile: "Aren't you still worried about the pill I refined? The formula of this pill is top secret, the additional materials are very expensive, and the essence of Mithril is a treasure that cannot be found, so it is difficult to buy one for a thousand dollars, it is not for sale, go and try it! I think, as long as the luck is not too bad, it will definitely succeed!"

Mu Yun stuffed the pill to Meng Hu.

Meng Hu showed an impatient expression: "Okay, good, since that's the case, I'll try it first!"

Seeing Meng Hu leaving with excitement on his face, Feng Zhongmian couldn't help touching the sparse stubble on his chin, suddenly turned his head and stretched out a hand to Mu Yun.

"What?"

"Where's my share?"

"What's your share?"

"Don't play dumb, where's my Silver Pellet?"

Mu Yun deliberately made an annoyed expression: "When did I say that I would give you the Silver Pulp Pill?"

Feng Zhongmian said angrily: "That stupid big guy has it, don't I have it?"

Mu Yun retorted, "What kind of strange logic is this? Could it be that I have refined a new elixir, and I have to go to the street and everyone will give out a copy?"

Feng Zhongmian glared and said, "Then why are you giving stupid big guys?"

Mu Yun snorted: "Meng Hu can be a guard by his side, he can protect my safety, understand? Now there are more and more people who want to kill me, the stronger Meng Hu's strength, the more secure his safety will be." If it were you, would you do that?"

Feng Zhongmian showed deep disdain: "Just kidding! The most handsome man in the whole continent, being your boy's guard?

Mu Yun waved his hand and said: "Isn't this enough, I'm not a charitable organization, any resource expenditure is in pursuit of returns, and you can't repay me, why should I give you the precious Silver Marrow Pill? I'd rather feed the dog, and the dog can still take care of the home!"

Feng Zhongmian was furious: "You compare me to a dog? believe it or not, a sword slashed you!"

"It's called taking matters into account, doesn't what I'm saying make sense?"

Feng Zhongmian waved his hand impatiently and said: "I don't want to hear you say that this is useless, anyway, it's impossible to show you the nursing home, if you want anything else, I can help you!

Mu Yun asked, "What can you do in exchange?"

Feng Zhongmian found out the problem, he has been very poor recently, and he has to ask Mu Yun for the wine money, how can there be anything valuable in exchange?

Mu Yun's eyes fell on the simple long sword in Feng Zhongmian's hand, and he pretended to say casually: "That's it, you have this sword worth a little money......"

Feng Zhongmian hurriedly put the sword behind his back and looked at Mu Yun vigilantly: "A pill is like a wind and snow sword for me? someone once bid 50,000 gold coins to buy it, what happened to you? I broke his leg!"

The Wind and Snow Sword is a thousand-year-old sword forged by the elves of the Snow Mountain!

It contains powerful power, but the wind sleeps and does not like to borrow external forces, and has never released the true power of the wind and snow sword. Warriors have special feelings for weapons, and Feng Zhongmian doesn't like to use the power of the Wind and Snow Sword, but it doesn't mean that Feng Zhongmian doesn't like the Wind and Snow Sword, which is a status symbol.

Mu Yun's eyes fell on the wine gourd on the waist of Feng Zhongmian again, "Forget the sword, your wine gourd seems to be a little interesting, when it was slashed by Nalan with a sword, it didn't leave any traces, it must be a treasure, just ...... it"

"The Bacchus gourd is worth more than the Wind and Snow Sword, you dream, I can't give it to you!"

"Why? It's just a gourd!"

Mu Yun was a little surprised, the inconspicuous wine gourd was actually worth more than the Wind and Snow Sword?

Feng Zhongmian said disdainfully: "What do you know about the soil bun, the wine god gourd is a sacred object, it originally belonged to the dead ghost, and that guy passed it to me before leaving." This wine gourd is of great help to my martial arts progress, and it must not be given away!"

Sleep in the wind and a master?

Mu Yun was a little surprised.

"You still have a master?"

"That old man is half a master!"

Mu Yun was very surprised: "What's his name?"

Feng Zhongmian unscrewed the wine gourd and took a sip and said, "I don't know, I only passed on a few sets of sword techniques, mental techniques, and gourds, and then I disappeared." I don't even know his name, but he's old, very old, I guess two or three hundred years old, and maybe he's dead now!"

Two hundred years old?

Mu Yun showed a look of surprise, a human race warrior can live to be 200 years old, that is not simple, if you do not use special treasures or spells to prolong your life, it is extremely strong, so resist aging and hold on to 200 years old!

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, we don't have to talk about it!"

"Don't, in fact, except for the Wind and Snow Sword and the Bacchus Gourd, everything else is negotiable!"

Sleep in the wind patted his chest and promised.

"Really?" Mu Yun rolled his eyes, showed a sly smile and said, "Except for the gourd and the sword, the only thing that can be used seems to be martial arts." Okay, you can pass on my martial arts and use it as the cost of exchanging pills!"

Feng Zhongmian squirted out a mouthful of wine, choked and reddened, and said with wide eyes, "Crazy! You're crazy!"

Mu Yun clenched his fists and said, "I won't tell you, I experienced baptism on the plateau, and I took the Silver Marrow Pill, and now my physique far exceeds that of ordinary people." Even, I already faintly felt a trace of qi, and if I practiced a little, I might be able to condense my true qi. ”

Feng Zhongmian scolded: "Do you still want to be unable to cultivate both martial arts, I advise you not to be too greedy, otherwise there will be no good results!"

The dual cultivation of martial arts and martial arts exists in theory, but in practice, it is very, very difficult.

The source of the warlock's power is the spiritual world, the mana generated in the spiritual whirlpool, the power of the warrior comes from the meridians and hundreds of remains, and the true qi is condensed in the sea of dantian qi. Mana and true qi, the parts where they are generated, and the principles of their generation, are all different, and they can theoretically coexist.

From ancient times to the present, except for the man known as the "Emperor of People", no one has been able to perfectly match the two forces. Moreover, a person's energy is limited, and it is almost impossible to achieve achievements in both martial arts and martial arts.

If you want to learn everything, even if you are a genius, you will not escape the danger of mediocrity and fall.

It is rare to be serious once in the wind, and he seriously advised: "The legendary Taigu Emperor can not only release the power of magic, but also have unparalleled physical power. But it turned out to be a miracle that could not be replicated. The Ancient Emperor had the blood of the Human Emperor and was born to be the strongest warrior, but by chance, he had a special physique with a tendency towards spells, so he gave people the illusion of dual cultivation of martial arts. In fact, the Human Emperor can reach this realm, purely relying on bloodline and physique! You are a warlock, if you are a martial artist, you will not be able to achieve anything in this life!"

Mu Yun waved his hand and said, "Okay, I have a mental number! I never expected to become a divine martial artist, I just learned a little martial arts, purely to strengthen my body." ”

"Fitness?"

"You also know that warlocks are weak, have little strength, can't run fast, and will die if they are close to them. This time I came back from the Rotten Forest, and I already knew it all too well. I didn't want to master any advanced martial arts, and I didn't have enough time to delve into martial arts, so I just wanted to improve my physical condition, increase my reflexes and basic self-defense skills. At the very least, I can run fast and run longer when I'm in danger, which is a kind of life-saving means for me. ”

That's pretty much it!

Feng Zhongmian nodded,

"Martial arts need to lay a good foundation from childhood, and your age is too late to get started!" Feng Zhongmian shook his head, and then continued: "But you are luckier than ordinary people, because you have been blessed with adventures on the plateau, and you have been baptized by the Altar of Glory, and your physical fitness is not inferior to that of low-level martial artists. In addition, there is silver marrow pill and a large number of supplements to nourish, and it doesn't hurt to barely skip this basic link. ”