"Whoa——!

In the silent darkness, a sudden sound of water sounded, awakening Mu Jingxi's drowsy consciousness.

"Hmm!"

Mu Jingxi woke up and looked around in confusion, but he didn't see the scenery of the arena around him, nor did he hear the gloating cheers of the audience.

"I ...... Dead? ”

Whispering weakly, Mu Jingxi tried his best to open his eyes, only to see that the surroundings were filled with faint fluorescence, and the space farther away was pitch black, which looked very gloomy.

"Hehe, sure enough...... This is Hades...... Right? Mu Jingxi said self-deprecatingly. Then he slowly closed his weak eyelids.

"Holy! Young Master Ben is still so young! There is still a great future! Lao Tzu is unwilling! ”

Mu Jingxi jumped up violently, looked up to the sky and cursed! The closed eyes and the distorted expression were full of unwillingness.

"Your grandma's! What about not sleeping in the middle of the night and crying and mourning? And let not let people sleep! A deep male voice came, and the deep tone was full of anger.

Taken aback, Mu Jingxi was stunned, and just wanted to greet the other party's female relatives, but heard a man's apology.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my kid has nightmares."

"Teacher?" Mu Jingxi said suspiciously. The voice of this apologetic word is the end of the Ming Dynasty.

"Squeak!"

The sound of the wooden door opening lightly came, and a black shadow stepped through the darkness and slowly approached Mu Jingxi.

"Teacher?"

With the faint fluorescence, Mu Jingxi vaguely saw a familiar face, and the person who came was the end of the Ming Dynasty.

"Who are you, Lao Tzu?" Yutai Ming Mo taught angrily.

Seeing the end of the Ming Dynasty, Mu Jingxi was so excited that tears were about to flow down, this face that usually looked so bad, at this time, it was so kind!

"Holy! Teacher! You've come to the Netherworld too? Whining...... You must have been beaten to death by someone to avenge me, right? Also, even if you have a little ability, but you look so bad, it is reasonable to be beaten by others......" Mu Jingxi said with snot and saliva.

"I ......" Yutai Mingmo heard this, and he was speechless with anger.

"That's it, we are not familiar with this netherworld mansion, and we will be good companions for our master and apprentice in the future! Woo woo woo ......" Mu Jingxi whimpered.

"You kid is only underwhelmed, your master and I are wise and martial, auspicious and natural, and crying in the wind...... Bah! A suave man, it's too late for God to take care of him? you, big-headed ghost! At the end of the Ming Dynasty, he rewarded Mu Jingxi with a burst of chestnuts and scolded angrily.

"You didn't burp, did you? So I ...... Ha ha...... Hahaha......! I said, I'm so handsome, how can I hang up! Oh yes! Mu Jingxi shouted happily!

"Who the hell? It's a little bit of quality, and it doesn't let people sleep! The shouts of discontent came again.

Too lazy to pay attention, Mu Jingxi was immersed in joy at this time, and he had no leisure to scold the other party, so he was so excited that he danced.

"Whoa! Crash! Crash! ”

A trace of water sounded again, Mu Jingxi looked at it, it turned out that he was naked at this time, standing in a bathtub, which was soaked with a faint fluorescent liquid, and there were some other medicinal herbs floating in the liquid.

"This is, diluted Kun Ling Yang Yuan Sali?" Now Mu Jingxi understood where the gloomy light came from.

"Hmm!" Mu Jingxi let out a sound of pain, and there were bursts of sharp pain from various parts of his body that had only been ignored by him because of excitement, and Mu Jingxi was suddenly sweating profusely in pain.

"Let your kid wake up and move!" Yutai Mingmo scolded with a smile, and then said, "Don't sit down yet." ”

Mu Jingxi nodded, and hurriedly meditated and squatted, soaking in the medicinal liquid.

Activating the crystal-like lamps in the room, Yutai Mingmo turned around and said: "You kid is really not honest for a moment, I'll go and give you a medicine, and you will make such a big noise...... This time, your injuries are not light, and if you don't stay well, you will leave sequelae, but you can rest assured that with me, your injuries will not be a problem. ”

Mu Jingxi nodded, the surroundings were already bright at this time, and Mu Jingxi found that he had returned to the inn where the two of them stayed before.

"How can this medicinal liquid be so warm, Kun Ling Yang Yuan saliva is extremely cool?" Mu Jingxi was puzzled.

"Hehe, of course, I didn't add much Kun Ling Yang Yuan Saliva to it, and I added a lot of extremely violent and violent medicines, but it can be regarded as your master and I have clever means, otherwise how could I prepare such a mild healing medicine." Yutai Mingmo said with a smile.

"Wang Po sells melons ......" Mu Jingxi glared at Tantai Mingmo with disdain, but he knew that Tangtai Mingmo was not bragging, after all, the energy of this medicinal liquid was extremely mild, and the warm energy was entering Mu Jingxi's body without hindrance, repairing his injuries.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, he took a medicine jar and poured it into the wooden basin, and a medicinal liquid exuding a strong medicinal fragrance was injected into the wooden basin, and after a while, Mu Jingxi found that the medicinal power in the wooden basin was several points stronger.

"This is what I just made with the essence of the ghost mulberry and four other herbs, which can speed up the recovery of your injuries, and also help strengthen your meridians and body, this battle, your meridians and muscles and bones have been subjected to a great load, and this liquid can stabilize them at a strength close to that load state while healing." The end of the Ming Dynasty.

Mu Jingxi nodded, then seemed to remember something, and hurriedly asked, "By the way, what is the result of the game?" ”

Yutai Mingmo shook his hands, and then said indifferently: "Lost." ”

Hearing this, although Mu Jingxi had expected it in his heart, he was still a little disappointed, and nodded lightly.

Seeing this, Tantai was silent for a moment, wanting to say something comforting, but after all, he still didn't say anything, perhaps, this situation is the best for Mu Jingxi to be quiet, the boy's growth is like this, it is impossible for all setbacks to be comforted, you must learn to think and bear it yourself, since Mu Jingxi chose to be silent, then he will not say anything again.

After a moment of silence, Mu Jingxi asked, "How long do you want to soak?" ”

Yutai Ming Mo looked at Mu Jingxi's lowered head, and he understood that Mu Jingxi's mood at this time was not boredom, but fiery! In those eyes was resolute and resolute.

"Do you want to practice?"

Mu Jingxi clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and did not speak. But that look is firmly telling: I must earn my own face!

"When the trauma heals, when do you spit out the blood stasis in your body, it's fine." The end of the Ming Dynasty.

"Hmm." Responding lightly, Mu Jingxi closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Tantai Mingmo sat aside and stopped talking.

Nothing was said all night.

The sky is white, and the rooster crows.

After a night of soaking, the medicinal liquid in the bathtub was as light as water, and Mu Jingxi's external injuries were also healed. However, he did not leave the bathtub, but continued to concentrate on absorbing the medicinal power in the liquid.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, he took a sip of tea, and he knew that Mu Jingxi was treating the wounds of his organs with the help of medicinal liquid.

"The potion has basically been exhausted, and it looks like we need to add a little more." He muttered to himself, then got up, lifted the already cold medicine jar, and poured all the remaining liquid medicine into the wooden basin.

"It doesn't seem to be enough, let's fry some more." Seeing that the last few drops of the medicinal liquid were also dripping into the wooden basin, Yutai muttered at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

"Squeaky ——!"

As the end of the Ming Dynasty pushed the door and left, only Mu Jingxi, who had entered the cultivation state, was left in the room. The room was so silent that only Mu Jingxi's faint breathing could be heard.

As time passed, Mu Jingxi's breathing became shorter and shorter, and with his breathing, the speed at which the liquid became lighter became more and more obvious.

"Ahem——! Uh-ahem-cough-......! ”

Suddenly, a violent cough sounded, accompanied by Mu Jingxi's cough, drops of dark blood in his mouth and nose continued to spurt out, and the violent cough made Mu Jingxi's whole body tighten, and he looked extremely painful.

Finally, the medicine in the bathtub was stained black and red by blood stasis, and Mu Jingxi barely stopped coughing. Wheezing heavily, Mu Jingxi wiped his sweat, and just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he felt a burst of retching, and then coughed violently!

"Uh——! cough——! ”

A cloud of jelly-like coagulated blood mixed with black blood spurted out of Mu Jingxi's mouth, and Mu Jingxi was no longer able to support it, lying on the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath. However, as he vomited out the clotted blood, Mu Jingxi gradually felt that his breathing became smoother and thicker, and all the pain in his body before disappeared.

"It's disgusting......"

Glancing at the blood coagulation on the ground, Mu Jingxi said weakly. After taking a moment of breath, Mu Jingxi felt that his previously heavy limbs gradually became lighter, and he knew that this meant that the injuries in his body had healed. Although there is still some weakness, it is no longer a big problem.

Barely running the spiritual power, running in the body for a while, there is no feeling of stagnation, on the contrary, the spiritual power in the body seems to be a little thicker, and the speed of the spiritual power operation has also been greatly improved.

Mu Jingxi secretly rejoiced that although he was seriously injured this time, he did not leave any sequelae. You must know that what people who practice martial arts are most afraid of is that after being injured internally, they will leave sequelae, if that is the case, it is okay if the skill declines, but if the strength directly regresses significantly, or it stagnates and cannot be improved, it is too late to cry. However, Mu Jingxi not only did not leave a fatal wound this time, but also the spiritual power in his body has improved, and the carrying capacity of the meridians to the spiritual power has also been strengthened, which is thanks to the great war and the medicinal liquid prepared by the end of the Ming Dynasty.

After resting for a while, Mu Jingxi got up, put on his clothes, and left the room.

"Squeak!"

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, he pushed open the door, but Mu Jingxi was gone, only the contaminated liquid and the black blood in that place.

"Hmph." With a faint smile, Yutai Mingmo shook his head helplessly.

Behind the inn, the small hills, the dust is everywhere, the autumn wind is blowing, and the fallen trees are flying!

In the forest, the boy, the fist shadow is heavy, and the leg wind is fierce!

"Drink!"

With a low shout, the young man's arm against the tree trembled, and in an instant, sawdust splashed everywhere! The hugging wood instantly exploded a diameter round hole.

Closing his fist and kicking, a rock behind the young man cracked in response to the sound! Run! Turn! Rise! Move! Flash! The figure of the young man is like a dead tree flying, moving vertically and horizontally in the forest, like a ghost!

Between the figures, the debris of trees, rocks, and mud dunes splashed! It's like the forest blooming in a flash!

As a branch stretched out in the air snapped, the young man's figure also fell from the sky, and at the moment when he was about to touch the surface, the young man leaned back and reached out to touch, and several backflips were carried out one after another, unloading his strength, and standing on the ground on his knees.

After a short rest, the boy finished his warm-up and fell into reminiscence. In the teenager's mind: reach, angle, pounce, mix, fall! Kick, hit, fall, take, slap! The barbarian king's moves and posture flashed quickly! For these difficult wrestling methods, the more Mu Jingxi thought about it, the more he felt helpless, and the more angry he felt!

"Hoo ——!" With a long exhale, Mu Jingxi looked a little lost.

"Good body."

The voice of the end of the Ming Dynasty came.

"Teacher, you're here." Mu Jingxi smiled reluctantly.

Yutai Mingmo nodded, in fact, he had been here for some time, but he didn't bother, and only after seeing Mu Jingxi's lonely appearance did he appear to interrupt Mu Jingxi's thoughts.

"There are some ways for you to do this, but it seems that you have not yet reached the realm of perfection." Yutai Mingmo said with a smile.

Nodding, Mu Jingxi was noncommittal, this dead wood thousand dances pay attention to the five methods: rolling, turning, moving, moving, and flashing, and now Mu Jingxi has reached the end of the world, that is, he has mastered all five methods, but there is still a little flaw, that is, for this last "flash", Mu Jingxi cannot achieve the "even flash" realm introduced by martial arts.

After this fierce battle with the barbarian king, Mu Jingxi also understood the truth that there are people outside the world, although he is already good in cultivation talent and strength, but this actual combat experience and combat skills still need to be honed. This experience also made Mu Jingxi completely understand what he said at the end of the Ming Dynasty, what kind of opponent may appear in the Colorful Crane Competition, if Mu Jingxi doesn't make himself stronger, I'm afraid that he will become cannon fodder, so he must give himself more skills! My strength has reached the realm of Jiuyao, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to improve for a period of time, so the training of hand-to-hand combat skills is a shortcut to improve my strength!

"Actually, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't allow you to use martial arts, if you didn't fight the barbarian king in close combat from the beginning, but relied on your body and martial arts to fight with him, you would definitely win, so you don't have to be arrogant." The end of the Ming Dynasty was soft and authentic, and Mu Jingxi was already a little less arrogant, so the end of the Ming Dynasty didn't want to break his self-confidence.

"Thank you, teacher. But if you lose, you lose, and I'll get back on the field. Mu Jingxi said with a smile.

Seeing that Mu Jingxi could correctly view this failure, Shantai Ming Mo was also a little relieved. Then he said: "You are just recovering from your injuries, so you don't have to rush at this time, let's take a good rest." ”

"But!" Mu Jingxi said eagerly.

Waving his hand, interrupting Mu Jingxi, he said: "It has been a hundred days since you broke your muscles and bones, and it is not easy for you to recover so quickly, if you don't do it well, you will be injured again." And I'm going to take you to do one thing. ”

"Cut!" Mu Jingxi said dissatisfiedly.

"You're interested, remember the guy I met earlier?" Yutai Ming Mo smiled.

"Could it be ......" Mu Jingxi suddenly became interested.

"Let's go, I sensed that he had just come out of the arena and was now on his way out of the city. Maybe we can know a lot of secrets. "The end of the Ming Dynasty is meaningful.

Outside the city, in the suburbs, by the stream. A group of men are walking slowly. The men were old and strong, tall and short, thin and fat. But what is the same is that they all have blood on their bodies.

Walking to a slightly empty meadow, everyone leaned down to the stream, drank a few sips of water, and rested for a while.

In the middle of the slightly turbulent stream, a shirtless man was holding the cool stream water, washing off the blood stains all over his body, waiting to be washed, the man looked down at the chest and arms full of scars, and at this time his chest and right arm were newly wounded with two scabs.

"I can't let her see it." The man whispered, and then the man went ashore, grabbed a handful of rough soil, and rubbed it on the wound, trying to make it look like an old wound, but no matter how he wiped it, it was still difficult to hide.

"You're funny, you just cleaned up." A man said with a smile.

"Hehe...... the big man smiled innocently, and then said, "Why don't you go to my house to rest?" ”

A slightly older man waved his hand and said, "We have to go back and rest quickly." ”

With that, the old man got up and motioned for everyone to leave. Seeing that the crowd was gone, the man picked up the rags on the ground and walked towards a small hut on the side of the meadow.

In the thatched hut, outside the small courtyard, by the fence, a frail and pale woman was sitting on a stone, and when she saw the man return, her tightly knit brow showed a hint of joy.

"How did you get out? Come inside and it's windy outside. The man was stunned and said to the woman who was leaning on the fence.

The woman didn't answer, but stepped forward and leaned on the man's wound, her eyes red.

Holding the woman in his arms, the man's eyes revealed a touch of tenderness, and at the same time he looked at the cloth bag in his hand, and his eyes revealed a trace of determination!