Time passes.

Qin Mu began to cultivate frantically, and the amount of training he did every day was completely disregarded, which could be regarded as self-harm.

The self-mutilation cultivation mode is even more terrifying than the madman's cultivation mode, even if it is a martial arts powerhouse, it is estimated that he will be scared to death by this madman.

This kind of cultivation is simply murder.

Every day, he carried 300 catties of iron, carried 500 catties of boulders, and then ran at the fastest speed for several hours, and finally went to Xianmang Square to practice for eight hours with his brothers and sisters.

After finishing the day, he went to the Jiuzhen Cave to practice the inner and outer exercises at night until the early hours of the morning.

Day after day, every day's cultivation is in this pattern.

These cultivations are completely beyond people's imagination, they can't be understood at all, in the eyes of ordinary people, Qin Mu is already a top master at a young age, as long as he doesn't give up cultivation in the future, and becoming an innate master is just around the corner, he Qin Mu doesn't need to be so desperate for cultivation.

Is this what man can bear?

Seeing this kind of devilish training, all the disciples of the Wutian Sect were stunned.

What kind of teenager is this?

What if his parents found out?

Of course, his parents could not have known.

It's just that few people know that Qin Mu has no father for a long time, and his mother hasn't seen each other for more than ten years.

And these insiders are not a secret in the eyes of Song Chen and Zuo Zongtang.

Watching the little junior disciple's overloaded cultivation day after day, the disciples of the Martial Cultivation Vein also felt a heartache.

Even so, no one came out to stop it.

Because, the more overloaded his cultivation was, the better Qin Mu's energy became, his muscles became tougher and tougher day by day, his speed became faster day by day, and his eyes became more and more aggressive.

And his cultivation speed is also increasing at a very obvious speed, which is obvious to everyone-

The days passed day by day, and a year and a half had passed since the last sect meeting, and Qin Mu had changed a lot in both his cultivation and his physical shape.

It only took Qin Mu a year to advance to the Martial Saint Realm, and he truly possessed the strength of the Martial Saint.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qin Mu's cultivation is unfathomable, but in his own opinion, he always feels that his cultivation is still shallow, because until now, he has not been able to comprehend the "Proud Divine Technique", which means that he has not yet been able to completely refine the martial soul of Xuanying Martial Ancestor.

And the chaotic martial soul in the sea of knowledge, it has never appeared since Qing Xuan Zhenren taught the [Dragon Seal] technique to Qin Mu.

But in Qin Mu's heart, he felt the power from the depths of the chaotic martial soul, a force that was about to move.

It hides in the depths of some soul, waiting for a devastating eruption -

A year later, in the early morning, Wutian Peak, emerald green mountain.

Wutian Peak is as high as three thousand meters, such a high mountain is of course lush and green, and in the depths of the mountain, there are still several roars of unknown divine beasts from time to time.

And at this moment, in the jungle behind the emerald green mountains of Wutian Peak, suddenly a figure shuttled at a very fast speed, like a black panther, as fast as a sharp arrow, so fast, so stable, and even jumped up dozens of meters high at once, got on the branch, flashed his figure, rose into the air, and then easily jumped from this branch to another branch.

The most bizarre thing is that this figure is extremely fast, but it does not cause the slightest sound of breaking the wind.

And he seems to be completely integrated with the wind.

In vain, the figure swooped down from a height of tens of meters like a bolt of lightning, and one fell suddenly.

Bang!

I saw the figure thud into the small lake deep in the jungle.

The small nameless lake is so clear that you can see the colorful pebbles in the depths of the lake.

"It's so cool!" Suddenly, Qin Mu's head suddenly jumped out of the bottom of the lake, and he shook his head wantonly, splashing in all directions.

It has been a year and a half since Qin Mu obtained the [Dragon Seal], and half a year ago, Qin Mu's strength had already advanced to the Martial Saint Realm, and his strength was already the best in all veins, and the speed of his attack was incomparable, and ordinary weapons could not hurt him in the slightest, let alone his physique.

The self-mutilation and madman-style cultivation mode had already allowed Qin Mu to have an incorruptible body, and ordinary swords and guns could not break through Qin Mu's skin by half a point.

It stands to reason that Qin Mu has already reached the Martial Saint Realm, and his strength should be comparable to that of the Jade Void True Person, and he should be able to enter the so-called Martial Saint Tianyuan Realm immediately.

However, Qin Mu's body, various martial arts, and dantian soul power were still improving at an extremely alarming speed, and Qin Mu himself felt that this progress was a little too terrifying.

In order to prevent the people of Wutian Sect from spreading the word, he would come to this small lake to take a rest every day after cultivating.

The lake was discovered by accident, and the water in the lake should have flowed down from the three-hundred-zhang wide waterfall under the Jade Bridge of Tongtian Peak.

Every time Qin Mu was tired, he would come here to take a comfortable bath.

At this time, Qin Mu was leaning on a rock by the lake, with his bare arms and eyes slightly closed, lazily enjoying the coolness.

There was silence all around, only the sound of the wind could be heard, and the slightest rustling sound of unknown insects was heard.

This moment was the most pleasant moment of Qin Mu's day.

There was no cultivation, no goal, no hatred, and no killing.

This feeling of comfort is like having a father and mother by your side, it's really comfortable!

A cool mountain breeze gently brushed his face——

Poof!poof!poof——

And at this moment, suddenly there was a strange fluttering sound in the wind, as if some huge wings were flapping, rolling up a hurricane, and rushing towards the jungle where Qin Mu was from the distant sky.

A strange sign came to the fore.

Qin Mu opened his eyes suddenly.

The sky, luck surges, and white clouds fly.

In the vast sky, a pair of huge white wings slowly leaned out from behind the clouds.

I saw a giant bird fluttering over, skimming over the place where the top of the mountain intersected with the sky, and then flew into Qin Mu's visible line of sight.

I saw that in the sky, a huge white eagle spread its wings and flew high, this white eagle was more than one size bigger than the ordinary eagle, the golden feathers of the eagle's head were like a crown, shining golden light in the sun, the sharp eyes like lightning swept everywhere ahead, the domineering aura was terrifying, and the pair of blade-like claws flashed with a shocking cold light, no one dared to imagine what it would be like to be caught by it.

Such a huge white eagle is estimated to be as tall as a middle-aged man when it falls upright on the ground.

On top of this white eagle, there was a woman in red standing, but the white eagle flew too high to see the woman's appearance clearly for a while.

In vain, the huge white eagle swooped down, and rushed towards the top of Tongtian Peak like a lightning speed.

And there, it was Wu Tianzong's Genting Palace.

Seeing such momentum, Qin Mu's heart was shocked, and he didn't relax for a while.

This is the real swallowing mountains and rivers, magnificent!

To be able to control such a huge Holy Spirit, who is the woman above the White Eagle? What is the so-called thing in Wutianzong?

We'll have to go and see what it's all about.

Thinking of this, Qin Mu couldn't stay any longer, he turned over and flew out of the lake, got dressed, his figure flashed, and a few black shadows flashed, and he went out of the jungle.

Wu Tianzong, Xianmao Square.

Qin Mu was walking towards the inner hall in a hurry, and when he passed through Xianmang Square, he saw Song Chen also hurrying towards him.

"Little junior brother, I finally found you, hurry-"

Seeing that his face was full of worry, Qin Mu stepped forward with a few arrows and said, "Senior Brother Song, what happened?"

Song Chen frowned, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's not clear, you go to the Genting Palace with me immediately, and the master will summon us." ”

As soon as Qin Mu wanted to say something, he was pulled by Song Chen and went straight to Tongtian Peak.

The order of the head of the house, no one dares to slack off-

In the depths of the white clouds, the fairy aura is swirling, and every qiē is as calm as the fairyland in people's dreams.

After passing through the Lingxiao Hall and walking across the Jade Bridge, the two finally reached the foot of the Genting Palace.

Worship the Lingzun and go directly to the top of the mountain.

Wu Tianzong, Tongtian Peak, Genting Palace.

As soon as Qin Mu walked into the white jade square outside the hall, the first thing that appeared in front of him was a huge white figure.

Qin Mu was stunned, wasn't this white shadow the giant eagle just now.

When Song Chen saw this white eagle, his eyes lit up, and then he looked incredulous, and couldn't help but say, "This-is this white eagle the legendary Kunpeng?"

Qin Mu's eyes widened, and he looked at this "fat bird" with interest, saying that it was a fat bird, just because it was too big and strong.

The white eagle's head is high, and the golden feathers on its head highlight its domineering momentum, like an imperial atmosphere.

The two watched it for a while, and each had a ghost in their hearts.

And the white eagle seemed to completely ignore Qin Mu and them, and then flapped its wings, and suddenly a hurricane spread out from the bottom of its black steel-like claws, and flew towards the top of the Yunding Palace, and within half a breath, it stood impressively on the roof, its body was huge, and under the sunlight, it was like a domineering king, inspecting its own city.

Qin Mu tilted his head and looked at it for the last time before he said to Song Chen, "Is this really Kunpeng? There shouldn't be any golden feathers on the top of Kunpeng's head?"

Song Chen smiled awkwardly and said, "Senior brother's knowledge is still shallow, when I see such a big white bird, the only Holy Spirit I think of is Kunpeng, you are right, Kunpeng has no golden feathers on his head." ”

"Then what kind of divine beast is this white eagle?" Qin Mu continued to ask.

Song Chen scratched his head and said with a slight smile: "It's not a secret, senior brother doesn't know, there doesn't seem to be a record of this kind of divine beast in the "Zhongzhou Divine Beast Chapter", besides, how could this white eagle appear in the Genting Palace?"

With that, the two continued on their way.

Qin Mu said as he walked: "Before the Immortal Square, I saw this white eagle carrying a woman up to Tongtian Peak, and this white eagle should be a divine beast ridden by that woman. ”

"There is such a thing, who is the person who can control this kind of divine beast?" Song Chen said, frowning.

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "This woman is waiting for us in the main hall at this time?"

"Haha, what are you waiting for?

Saying that, Song Chen suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, presumably the head of the family called them in such a hurry, and the reason for this was probably related to the mysterious woman.

At this time, Qin Mu also vaguely felt a bad breath.

Presumably, something bad has happened again.

There was silence all the way, and the two soon came to the gate of the temple.

After bowing to the four head protectors, they gently pushed the door open, and the two walked into the main hall.