A feeling of dizziness kept coming to his mind, Mu Yun opened his hazy eyes slightly, feeling the dizziness in his mind, Mu Yun couldn't help but reach out and rub his forehead.

Under this rubbing, a sharp pain came from the door of his head, and Mu Yun screamed "ah", and this sharp pain also made his brain completely sober.

Then, fragments of memories like a tide kept pouring in from the depths of his mind, gradually piecing together a complete memory picture in Mu Yun's mind, and Mu Yun also knew what happened before he fell into a coma.

Ignoring the pain in his head, Mu Yun hurriedly got up and came to a basin of water, and checked the injury on his head through the reflection in the water.

It doesn't matter if you look at this, Mu Yun is so angry that he smoked, and saw that the face of the figure in the water was blue and purple, and his face was even more bulging, and his right eye was also swollen with a big bag, almost covering his eyes, and his whole face was full of size. The tip of the nose is also purple and red, and there are traces of blood hanging on the edge of the nose, and the top of the head is covered with countless strange big bags, which can be said to be a bag on a bag.

After seeing his appearance, Mu Yun was so angry that he yelled and shouted: "Ah! I'm so angry with my master, Feng Lao, you old liar, old bastard, you have hurt your master so badly, how will you see people in the future! You come out for me, ah! Don't hide from people, say, why do you change the rules and play a scoundrel." Mu Yun kept inhaling the cold air as he spoke, because there was also a big bag with a cracked opening at the corner of his mouth, which made it difficult for him to speak.

And yelling at Mu Yun, Feng always pretended to turn a blind eye, and let him vent there, still cowering in Mu Yun's sea of consciousness and not going out.

And after Mu Yun saw that the scolding was fruitless, he stopped doing such useless things, and sat there alone looking at the reflection in the water and sulking.

Seeing Mu Yun venting vigorously and sulking alone, Feng Lao slowly floated out of Mu Yun's sea of knowledge.

Seeing the young man's miserable condition, he couldn't help but laugh a few times, but after sensing Mu Yun's angry and resentful gaze, he immediately held back.

After seeing that Feng Lao finally came out, Mu Yun pointed at him angrily and shouted: "Damn, dead old man, you are finally reluctant, I thought you would shrink back for the rest of your life and not come out! Okay, you still laugh, you still laugh, you still have no humanity, you hurt me so badly, how can you let Xiao Ye and I see people in the future," After finishing speaking, Mu Yun stared at the slightly embarrassed Feng Lao in front of him with his eyes full of fire.

"Eh, cough cough, Yun boy, you can't say that, no matter how you say it, I'm also your teacher, don't you want to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors. Besides, actually, that, uh, I'm doing this for your own good, really, I'm doing it for your good. ”

"Damn, you can say such shameless words, you see, ah, this, this, this, and this, all for my good. Mu Yun pointed to the injury on his head and said to Feng Lao.

"Eh, that, don't care about these details, what are men afraid of when they are injured, the key is to see if these injuries are worth it, haven't you noticed that your mental strength and wind concealment have improved greatly. ”

"Ouch, I'll go, dead old man, it's not you who is hurt, and it's not you who don't have a face, of course you said so. Also, if you hadn't changed the intensity of the rain without permission, would I have been so miserable? ”

"Ahem, hey, no matter what, you also suffered from this injury, look at it, how is your mental strength. ”

"What's going on. ”

"Mental intensity, you take a good look. ”

"Dead old man, you'd better not lie to me, or I want you to look good. ”

"Hey, hey, okay, feel it. ”

So Mu Yun probed his spirit according to his words.

When the mind was immersed in the sea of knowledge, he found that there was a cloud of things like a nebula in the center of his sea of knowledge, slowly floating in it, like a dream, which was a scene that had never been seen before.

"Is this the so-called spiritual power? It seems that this dead old man really didn't lie to me, he can really quickly condense his mental power by doing this, and it won't hurt my face in vain. Mu Yun thought to himself.

"What's the matter, boy, I didn't lie to you, I told you it was for your own good, and you still don't believe it, it's really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs. Feng always pouted and said.

After Mu Yun came back to his senses, he touched his nose and said with a smile: "Eh, that, teacher, you have a lot of adults, don't be like the disciple, okay? Besides, you see the injury on the disciple's face, the disciple is also very miserable!"

"Mmmm, then forgive you this time, if there is a next time, hum. Feng Lao snorted a few times and said.

"Eh, no, teacher, you can punish me however you want to next time, okay. Also, teacher, can you tell me before the next special training, or maybe I'm mentally prepared so that I won't be too miserable, okay?"

"Well, let's talk about it, boy, you release your mental power for me to see. ”

"Oh, okay," Mu Yun released his spiritual power according to what Elder Feng said, and the invisible translucent spiritual power enveloped Xiaozhu and a large open space around it, about a dozen zhang in a radius.

Perceiving Mu Yun's spiritual power, although Feng Lao had been prepared and knew that he would make great progress this time, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After a pause, he said: "Yun boy, your spiritual power talent really surprised me a little, it has only been a little more than a day, and your spiritual strength has reached the level where the peak of the Condensing Mind Realm is about to condense the spiritual seed, hehe, incredible, it's really incredible!"

"Yes, hehe, that's of course, who am I, master, I am talented!" After hearing Feng Lao's words, Mu Yun inhaled the cold air and boasted without blushing, just with that pig head portrait, how strange does this painting style feel.

"Oh, is that a talented young man interested in condensing spiritual seeds faster?" Feng Lao's wicked laughter sounded in Mu Yun's ears again.

Hearing this laughter again, Mu Yun was cold in his heart, and the arrogance just now immediately disappeared without a trace, and asked weakly: "Old ...... Teacher, what can I do?"

"Hehe, didn't you read what the Forging Divine Technique said, if you want to quickly condense the spiritual seeds, you can exercise the divine soul like tempering steel, temper the spiritual power, and remove the impurities in it, so that you can quickly condense it. Hehe, how about it, do you want to quickly condense the spiritual seed and reach the level of a second-grade soul master, this is a great increase in your strength. Feng Lao said with bewilderment.

"Ahh......h Does that hurt. ”

"Hehe, what do you say, there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. ”

"Is there any other gentler way to do that?" Mu Yun asked without giving up.

"Oh, yes, of course. ”

"Ahh ”

"Time! It is also okay to rely on time to slowly pile up, and quantitative changes to lead to qualitative changes. However, it is estimated that it will take a lot of time. If you cultivate according to this method, it may take more than ten days to condense the spiritual seed to reach the level of a second-grade soul master. Boy, do you have so much time? According to the method of forging the gods, it only takes a day or two, and you should think carefully about who is stronger and who is weak, who is superior and who is inferior!"

"Ah......h "Damn, the master has fought hard, what is this bit of suffering, the master can bear it. "It's a look of seeing death as if it were home, and letting it go.

The smile on Feng Lao's face became even stronger, and he secretly thought: "Hehe, I know that you kid can't help the temptation of quickly improving his strength." ”

"Hehe, that's right, this is a wise choice, Yun boy, you also know the gap with other inner disciples, if you don't suffer a little and shorten the gap with them, what do you use to fight with them, and what do you take to take revenge." ”

"Alright, teacher, don't talk about it, let's get started. ”

"Oh, it's ready so soon, okay, let's get started!" As he spoke, Feng Lao was concentrating, and a huge hammer condensed by spiritual power appeared on the edge of Mu Yun's spiritual power.

And as soon as this giant hammer appeared, a huge spiritual coercion spread, and Mu Yun's spiritual power shrank back, just like a mouse who saw a cat, and he didn't live where he trembled.

However, fortunately, Feng Lao adjusted the intensity of this spiritual coercion in time, which made De Muyun feel better, but the young man Ren was a little apprehensive.

And Mu Yun's original smug mind in the cultivation of spiritual power was also quietly reined in. After seeing the spiritual hammer condensed by Feng Lao, Mu Yun realized how weak and vulnerable his spiritual power was.

The spiritual hammer condensed by Feng Lao is like a substance, exuding heart-pounding fluctuations, and circles of spiritual ripples can't help but ripple in the void, breathtaking. The giant hammer is also depicted with gorgeous patterns, which are clearly visible and natural.

Feng Lao's spiritual hammer had a great impact on Mu Yun, but the young man was not angry because of this, but strengthened his confidence in cultivation, believing that he would definitely be able to reach such a point one day.

"Are you ready?" Feng Lao, who had conjured up a spiritual hammer, was like a different person at this time, and the appearance of the hippie smiling face in the past disappeared in an instant, and the whole person said to Mu Yun solemnly.

"Well, come on. Mu Yun also nodded heavily, and said solemnly to Feng Lao.

After hearing that Mu Yun was ready, Feng always stretched out his finger and lightly touched it, and the spiritual giant hammer smashed heavily on Mu Yun's spiritual power with a sky-breaking might.

"Ahh

......

His lips had been bitten by Mu Yun, and blood beads kept coming out of his mouth, but the young man didn't realize it, and his handsome face had already been twisted into a ball by him, looking hideous and terrifying. Thin white sweat rained down on his face, and the boy kept squirming on the ground, sometimes even hitting the ground with his head, hoping to relieve the pain.

...... The beastly roar was constantly coming from the depths of his throat, and this mental pain was far from being comparable to Mu Yun's previous refining of the Burning Sun Grass. The pain of refining the Burning Sun Grass only acted on the physical body, and it was a little better when Mu Yun's spirit fell into a semi-comatose state. But this time the pain is directly acting on the depths of the soul, so that people can't faint even if they want to, they can only bear it stubbornly, such pain is very unimaginable.

After Mu Yun slowed down for a while, Feng Lao's indifferent voice sounded in Mu Yun's trance again: "Do you want to continue?"

...... After waiting for a long time, after seeing that Mu Yun on the ground did not react, Feng always sighed and prepared to accept the spiritual hammer.

Suddenly, a faint voice came, and Feng Lao's action of retracting the hammer was paused.

"Again...... Come again!" intermittently, if there was no sound in the silent room, Mu Yun's blood-red lips opened slightly, and he said indistinctly.

"Okay, as you wish. ”

"Bang!"

"Uh-huh!" "Do you want to come?" "Hmph...... Again...... Again. ”

"Bang"

"Ah...... Damn, ...... again Again. ”

"Bang"

......

Under the dark night sky, Mu Yun's wolf-like ghost howl resounded, if it weren't for the spiritual power of the old man Feng who cut off this space, I am afraid that it would alarm the entire Thunder Sword Sect.