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Xiao Hei was obviously a little hurt and began to struggle.

Mu Fei had no choice but to put him in the Creation Ding first, and use this place as his lair.

As for what he ate, Mu Fei chose some spirit grasses of lower vintage, as well as some rough stones.

The so-called combination of inside and outside can accelerate the growth rate of Xiao Hei.

Now that Xiao Hei has successfully hatched, Mu Fei is also going to start busy with his own affairs, and he plans to use the remaining 1,000 original stones for his own cultivation.

For such a long time, his cultivation has always stopped at the middle stage of entering the void, of course, if he is an ordinary monk, he has more or less reached the threshold of the late stage, but Mu Fei is different, his demand for true qi is extremely huge, so that after accumulating for a long time, he has never felt saturated.

This is not to say that Mu Fei can't break through, it's just that he prefers a kind of promotion that goes with the flow after being saturated.

Because only that kind of promotion can give him a sense of steadiness, otherwise, just like the situation when he fought with Hu Lie, the true qi is too false and useless, which is why Mu Fei has not broken through for a long time!

Mu Fei fumbled for the Qiankun bag, frowned and said, "A thousand rough stones, it shouldn't be enough..."

"Or are you waiting?"

Mu Fei was a little hesitant, he suddenly felt that a thousand original stones didn't seem to be worth his deliberate retreat, after all, the length of a retreat was still some years, so it was better to find a way to get more rough stone reserves first.

"By the way, I haven't seen Yang Ting for some days! I almost forgot about him. ”

Mu Fei patted his head and suddenly remembered him, if he hadn't been busy incubating Xiao Hei for the past five years, he would have already raised enough raw stones for his breakthrough.

Since Yang Ting is here, you might as well ask him what way he has to make the original stone.

Just do it, Mu Fei's heart moved, and he spread the news that he wanted to see him, because the relationship between the two is that of master and servant, and the body of the bronze armored corpse has its own confinement, so the fetters in it are still relatively deep-rooted.

However, after a while, Yang Ting, who was wearing a hat on his head, didn't know that he had made a golden mask to cover his face from there, and appeared quietly beside Mu Fei.

Mu Fei looked at this guy he hadn't seen for five years, and suddenly felt a little puzzled and asked, "You have always been a casual cultivator?" Haven't joined any forces? ”

Yang Ting replied: "I'm used to being free and easy, and I don't like to be constrained by others. ”

The simple and clear explanation shows Yang Ting's style of acting, a typical lone wolf, with eyes above the top and full of arrogance.

It stands to reason that with his talent and qualifications, Qi Tianzong and Xuandao Sect are all rushing to get it, but he has not joined anyone, which indirectly shows that he is indeed a little withdrawn.

Mu Fei's eyes flashed and then asked, "Do you have any ideas for the guy who plotted against you that day?" ”

Hearing this, Yang Ting raised his hat, and the scarlet pupils under the golden mask instantly emitted an oozing light.

"Kill!"

He didn't say too much cruel words, and a simple and rude word was enough to prove all the anger he had suppressed.

Mu Fei nodded and said, "Tell me about him, I'm very curious about this person." ”

Yang Ting was silent for a moment and then said: "Blood Mist Shilang, entering the Void Mahayana, the Dao method is extremely weird, especially the Blood Mist Escape Method, which can move thousands of miles in an instant. ”

"Stealing eggs that day also relied on his blood mist escape method, but it's a pity that the black-winged roc came back too quickly, otherwise he could have escaped safely."

Mu Fei's eyes flashed, it was the first time he had heard of such a mysterious body technique, once it was used, it could teleport at such a distance, it seemed that if he wanted to take down this person, he really needed some means.

Yang Ting, who was on the side, saw that Mu Fei had hit the idea on the Blood Mist Shiro, and said energetically: "His Blood Mist Escape Method is suddenly mysterious, but there is a spirit treasure that can be perfectly restrained. ”

Mu Fei's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What baby, where is it now?" ”

"Vulture Cave, the personal spiritual treasure of the Qingyun Dao people, the trapped god lock!"

"That Blood Mist Shirou relied on the method of escape to search for treasures everywhere, and the items in his Qiankun bag have probably already been piled up into a small mountain, and I am simply a small thing compared to him."

Yang Ting seemed to be afraid that Mu Fei would give up, so Xuan immediately added.

I have to say that Yang Ting's mouth directly intensified Mu Fei's idea that he was bound to win the Blood Mist Shilang.

After all, as long as there is a baby, even if he goes up the knife mountain and goes down to the sea of fire, Mu Fei has to join in the fun! What's more, Blood Mist Shirou's family is rich, so rich and oily, how can he have a reason to let it go?

Mu Fei hurriedly asked, "You mean that as long as you can borrow this Sleepy God Lock from the Qingyun Dao people, you can easily take down the Blood Mist Shilang?" ”

"Eighty percent sure!"

After Yang Ting gestured with his hand, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed his hand and said, "Sixty percent!" And it's just me! If you can still find a helper, then there is even more hope. ”

"Helper? Isn't that what is standing in front of you? How? Don't look down on me in the middle term? ”

When Mu Fei heard the music, he pointed to his nose and asked Yang Ting if he looked down on him.

"Uh..."

When he asked him like this, Yang Ting didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only say embarrassedly: "The gap between the middle stage and the Mahayana is still some..."

Although he was only halfway through his words, Mu Fei clearly understood his concerns.

You must know that Yang Ting has never seen Mu Fei make a move, and under his influence, the middle stage of entering the void and the Mahayana are completely the same heaven and one earth, and they can't be associated with each other no matter what.

Moreover, this is not just his idea, this is the recognized realm gap in the entire immortal cultivation world.

Of course, it is naturally unrealistic to let Mu Fei blast into the Void Mahayana, but he can still do it after barely entangled for a while, and he is still the kind of person who retreats with his whole body.

However, this does not include those who are like him, who also have a strong true qi that surpasses that of monks of the same stage, if Mu Fei is allowed to meet this kind of monk, there is no doubt that he will only be beaten.

It's just that this situation is very rare, and the vast majority of monks do not have such a situation. Therefore, Mu Fei thought that the Blood Mist Shilang was just those ordinary Mahayana Void Formations.

It's better to see it than to say more, since Yang Ting has doubts about his strength, then Mu Fei doesn't mind showing him a look.

Mu Fei rubbed his nose and said with a comfortable expression: "Use all your strength to block my punch and see what level I am." And I have to warn you, use all your might. ”

Seeing this, Yang Ting's face under the mask couldn't help but twitch, as far as he was concerned, a mid-stage cultivator, even if he was strong, he didn't need his Mahayana strength to resist at all, let alone just a punch.

Since Mu Fei had this thought, Yang Ting could only do it obediently, he looked around and said in surprise: "Here? ”

After Mu Fei looked back, he moved Yang Ting to the door frame and said, "I'll clean it up for a while." ”

"Uh..."

This time it can be rectified by Yang Ting, he nodded a little crying and laughing: "Although I..."

But as soon as he was halfway through his words, he saw Mu Fei's body instantly bloom and form a red dragon and disappear in a flash, followed by Mu Fei's punch mixed with violent true qi, carrying a deafening sonic boom to his chest.

At first, Yang Ting only wanted to block this punch with one percent of his strength, but when Mu Fei's punch approached, the true qi in his body instantly surged out, and his pupils dilated in great shock.

"Bang!"

Mu Fei's powerful punch landed firmly on Yang Ting's arm in front of his chest, and the next moment, Yang Ting's whole person instantly exploded towards the threshold like a cannonball.

If it weren't for Yang Ting's timely response, his legs pressed down hard, and dragged out two furrows on the ground, the heavy task of repairing the threshold this time would really be wrapped up in him.

"This!! How can it be!! ”

Yang Ting's eyes were instantly glazed, and he stared at Mu Fei's retracted fist in disbelief and exclaimed.

In this regard, Mu Fei grinned with great satisfaction: "How is it?" Am I okay? ”

Hearing this, Yang Ting looked back and forth on Mu Fei with a monster-like gaze, to be honest, the punch just now really shocked him a lot, and even the strength he originally planned to use was immediately changed to five points!

Don't look at it, this is just an ordinary punch, but it can make him, a monk who has entered the Mahayana Void, resist with five points of strength! What a concept!

Yang Ting kept shaking his head and denied: "Impossible, although it is only a short moment, but the feeling you give me is completely in the late stage of entering the void!" Could it be that you broke through? ”

As soon as Yang Ting finished saying this, he immediately felt that he was stupid, Mu Fei's cultivation was obviously only at the mid-stage level, there was no doubt about it, after all, cultivation was such a thing, as long as the other party made a move, he could easily sense his breath.

However, Mu Fei's true was indeed in the middle stage of the void, but he was able to burst out with such amazing power, and after a short period of distraction, Yang Ting reacted and said, "You are a physical art cultivator!" ”

Mu Fei scratched his head with a smile and said, "Just say this level, can I help you." ”

Yang Ting said almost without thinking: "If there is a trapped god lock, Blood Mist Shilang will definitely die!" ”

"Good! Joyfully! Stuff I'm seven and you're three, how's that? ”

Before he won the Blood Mist Shilang, Mu Fei had already thought about the proportion of the division, and such a bold spirit couldn't help but make Yang Ting swallow a mouthful of saliva and said: "It's all up to you, as long as you can avenge me, don't say seventy-three, even if it's ninety-one, I have no dispute." ”

Hearing this, Mu Fei patted the board and said: "It's so decided, I'll be nine and you, and I won't regret it!" ”

"Uh..."

The corners of Yang Ting's mouth twitched wildly, and he didn't know what to say for a while, after all, what he had just said was uncontroversial, but Mu Fei's hand unloading and killing the donkey made him even more unguardable.

"Hahahaha! Fun with you, seventy or three points, you can leave the Vulture Cave and talk to the people of Qingyun Dao about the conditions. ”

Mu Fei smiled and patted Yang Ting's shoulder, signaling that he was just joking, after all, it was Yang Ting who made a big effort, if it was really ninety-one points, Mu Fei also felt that he was a little too much.

However, there is a difficult problem in front of him right now, that is, how to negotiate terms with the people of Qingyun Dao, and what kind of chips can he come up with to trade with the other party, thinking about it, Mu Fei really feels a little headache.