In the afternoon, it was getting dark.

A boy with a basket on his back, clothed in the afterglow of the setting sun, a long shadow hanging on the ground, big black eyes watery, holding up the perseverance that goes deep into his bones.

The boy's short black hair was dripping with sweat the size of a bean, and the sweat swept across his jaw and fell to the ground, then dissipated. It was almost dusk, but the boy didn't seem to care about it, just walked step by step, and every step full of confidence was so steady. As soon as he entered the village gate, a burly man in the prime of life beckoned to the boy.

"Mu Feng!"

Mu Feng raised his head and saw the strong man, and his eyes suddenly had a joyful color.

The middle-aged man was obviously waiting here, and then strode towards him, his face full of excitement that could not be concealed, and said, "Yo, Xiaofeng, you are finally back, I have been waiting for me so hard, how is it today, look at you tired, how is the harvest?"

"Hey, it's not good, the forest has been going on for some reason recently, and only 16 Lingjue grasses have been found, except for the fact that they almost ascended to heaven twice, there is nothing good, eh, by the way, uncle, didn't you go to the desert, how did you come back after only five days, you usually have to leave for dozens of days, there is nothing important, you will not come back?"

"Hey, you said it, it is worthy of being taught by me, in the past few years, the situation on the mainland seems to be unstable, we have reached the halfway point, and the result is that we are not allowed to pass again, and we only know that something happened to the elf race. The middle-aged man smacked his mouth and said, obviously very dissatisfied with this.

Mu Feng didn't ask anymore, he knew that his uncle would definitely tell him everything he wanted to know without reservation, except for some, of course.

Mu Feng sat down and chatted with his uncle for a while, and then hurriedly left with the basket on his back.

The middle-aged man looked at Mu Feng's back as he left in a hurry, and sighed slightly: "Hey, what a tough child, why can't you give him another chance, it's a pity." ”

This strong man who spoke was Mu Feng's uncle, named Mu Guishan, as his name suggested, he was extremely reliable in doing things, and the people in the village looked for him when they were in trouble.

Also, when Mu Feng was a child, he often secretly dragged him to the forest to play. also told Mu Feng about the anecdotes he traveled, which had reached the characteristics of all over the world, so Mu Feng had so many skills to survive in the forest, and there were a lot of things that he didn't know if they were useful or not.

These were all taught to him by his uncle, if it weren't for Mu Feng's mother who taught his uncle for a long time that Mu Feng was so young and so dangerous outside, otherwise, his uncle would have taken him to the desert a long time ago, but when Mu Feng was a child, he still liked to be crazy with his backer uncle.

Mu Feng came to a house, the house is not big, it is very simple, the front of the door is cleaned clean, giving people a sense of fragrance, there is a simple door number hanging under the eaves, and two shiny big characters "Mu Yuan" are written, and this tattered door is estimated to be the only one that can be seen.

Quietly push open the door.

"Squeak".

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong smell of rice, followed by a cordial greeting.

Immediately afterwards, a woman appeared in Mu Feng's sight, the woman looked peerless, but also one in a hundred, looking like she was in her twenties, with a smile on her face, looking at Mu Feng, her eyes were full of love.

"Mom" Mu Feng suddenly threw herself into her mother's arms, Mu Feng's mother hugged Mu Feng, stroked his head, the distress in her eyes was revealed, and suddenly, the hand holding Mu Feng became tighter, and said bitterly: "Xiao Feng, I have lost weight recently, I really pity my son, don't be so tired in the future, mom do a little more work, don't be tired of you." ”

Mu Feng pursed his mouth and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm not tired, as long as I work hard, I will definitely get something, you see, I dug up sixteen today, I'm amazing." ”

Mu Feng's mother didn't say much, she knew her son's character, shook her head and said, "Hey, you really can't help it, come, take off the basket." ”

Mu Feng's mother looked at the strangled blood marks on her back, and her heart seemed to be bleeding.

After gently unloading it, he said, "Okay, let's go eat, I just made it, there is your favorite food, eat it slowly." ”

"Oh, thank you Mom. ”

After speaking, Mu Feng hurriedly ran to the vegetable table, Mu Feng's mother looked at Mu Feng who was gobbling up, and the tears in her eyes couldn't help but fall, and finally, she wiped her eyes, lifted the cage, and staggered towards the pool, and began to wash the Lingjue grass.

At night, the moonlight is bright, and it doesn't stop screaming, but it sets off this quiet and harmonious night.

Mu Feng lay in the grass, and gently took out a letter from his clothes, the envelope was already yellowed, obviously the age was not early, Mu Feng gently stroked the letter, his body seemed to ease a little warm current, wiped off the dust, and then three big words appeared on the envelope: Mu Feng, receive, only two small words were written at the bottom: father.

Mu Feng didn't have much impression of his father, since Mu Feng was three years old and sensible, he was raised by his mother, every time Mu Feng mentioned his father to his mother, his mother's eyes were full of tenderness, and he only said: "Your father is very powerful, but he has to work, so he can't come to see us for a long time, and when you become powerful, you can go to find your father." The only thing Mu Feng's father left him was this envelope.

Carefully opened the envelope and took out the contents of the contents, which contained only two things, a card and an ordinary black ring.

The card was an invitation with four big golden words written on it: Cloud Crack Academy.

Cloud Crack Academy, one of the seven colleges in the continent, the second in the Sifang Academy, and one of the few hybrid colleges in the continent.

The so-called mixed academy, that is, an academy where all races can enter, there is no discrimination, there are not many such peaceful colleges on the mainland, there are only three in the Seven Venerable Academy, and there are only two in the Sifang Academy.

Mu Feng looked at the invitation, his eyes were full of self-deprecation, this invitation is not something that can be obtained simply, this is specially exchanged by his father with outstanding merits, but it is not that he can get the invitation letter, the entrance exam is not in vain, it is a famous school in the whole continent.

He gently put the invitation in it and shook his head, his father had managed to keep it for himself, but because of his own waste, he ruined his father's expectations.

Slowly took out another ring, flipped it over and looked at it, his mother told him that this ring would be more powerful with the improvement of his own ability, but first he had to reach the realm of transforming into a spirit, but Mu Feng had only reached the middle level of entering the spirit now, although he wanted to find out, but the conditions were not enough, and he was a little depressed in his heart. Mu Feng stared for a moment, sighed, and put the envelope into his arms.

took out the cold leaf grass, his eyes were instantly full of joy, Mu Feng didn't tell his mother about this, he was afraid of his mother and worried about him, he didn't want his mother to be tired for him anymore.

Secondly, because it is generally necessary to have the help of others when taking medicinal materials, especially the elixir above D, as for the elixir with spirituality above grade B, just to catch it, you have to send an army of large-scale spiritual masters.

What's more, this cold leaf grass and even cold things, people with a foundation like Mu Feng are half injured and half alive if they take it.

Mu Feng put away the grass, looked at the bright moon, and thought that the time for the effect of the spiritual herb to attack was almost up, so he began to sit down and concentrate.

Sure enough, after a while, his lower abdomen began to ache faintly again, but Mu Feng ignored it, he had just dropped his mind into the dantian, and he was frightened, and found that in addition to his spiritual power condensed into a stone-sized ball of light, there was also a multicolored vortex the size of a watermelon, and the two were very uneven together. "Hey, what is this thing, this grass can't be 10,000 years old, no, God, what do you really want me to do, if I hang up and don't make this thing." ”

"Shut up," a voice said.

Mu Feng was startled, hurriedly calmed down, listened carefully, there was no sound, and said, "Aha, I really scared myself, hey, this ......" "I told you to shut up, did you hear it" accompanied by a burst of coercion, this coercion is no less than a 10,000-year-old spiritual object, fortunately, this is Mu Feng's dantian emptiness, if it weren't outside, that sound alone would have knocked Mu Feng into ashes.

Although Mu Feng was only ten years old, he was not a vain student, he immediately knelt on the ground, lowered his head, his face was full of piety, and said solemnly, "My lord, the villain doesn't speak." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mu Feng's dantian sky appeared as silent as death.

Suddenly, the center of the colorful vortex began to rotate rapidly, the light mist dispersed, and after a while, it had spread to the entire dantian, Mu Feng was still in his original position, he knew that now at this time it was definitely not the time to joke, the light turned into a fog, which was a sign of the rank of the spirit descendant, Mu Feng He was just wandering in the middle of the spirit level, and this came out again, ordinary people were already stunned at this time.

But Mu Feng is different, although Mu Feng has a thin foundation, he has been a wild child since he was a child, and he has exercised all kinds of abilities that are different from his peers, don't look at him all day long, when it comes to the critical moment, that ability will be extremely prominent, keep calm, and keep his brain in a clear state all the time.

Gradually, Mu Feng heard the sound of footsteps, the sound became louder and louder, it seemed that he was walking towards Mu Feng, until he was still two meters away from Mu Feng, and the footsteps suddenly stopped abruptly.

Time, as if it had been paused, after a long time, the source of the footsteps only slowly said, "Get up," the voice was coaxing and shocking, and vicissitudes.

Mu Feng's heart seemed to be pressed with another layer of boulder, but he still kept his face calm, slowly stood up, and looked at the source of the sound, but there was no one there, and there was still the spiritual mist that had not dispersed for a long time.

At this time, the eyes of the person who came from the voice couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise, and a glimmer of hope flashed in an instant, but the clear eyes instantly returned to calm.

"Do you know who I am?" the voice sounded again, but this time it came from all sides of the dantian.