Chapter 2: The Disciple
When Mu Feng heard this, his brows furrowed, his eyes were as cold as electricity, and he looked at Chun Tao.
"You-"
Chun Tao still wanted to carry out the female power to the end, however, seeing Mu Feng's sharp gaze, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth in fright.
"Don't think that if you save me, you can be unscrupulous in front of me. Mu Feng said coldly.
Chun Tao suddenly couldn't help it, the three corpses jumped, angry, raised his eyebrows, and was about to open his mouth to drink Mu Feng.
But I remembered that just now, Mu Feng's eyes would kill, and in the end he could only hold back a cold snort. Then, Xiao Man's waist twisted, turned and left.
Hmph, ungrateful, dog bites mung bean army, doesn't know good people's hearts.
Auntie and grandmother are really fed up, love whoever you want, I don't serve my aunt and grandmother anymore. Spring peach babbling secretly slandered to herself.
"I actually borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul, and this is really a magical world. It seems to be tailor-made for yourself. ”
As soon as the Spring Peach Gate closed, Mu Feng's eyes softened, and he muttered in his mouth.
Because he fused the soul of another Mu Feng, Mu Feng had a preliminary understanding of this world.
To be precise, this world should be called the Blue Moon Continent.
The Blue Moon Continent is controlled by a huge force, and this force is called the Blue Dragon Holy Dynasty.
The Blue Dragon Holy Dynasty commands three major empires, namely the Great Chu Empire, the Baisi Empire, and the Demon Alliance Empire.
And under the empires, there are a large number of large and small kingdoms.
At present, the area where Mu Feng is located is under the jurisdiction of the Great Chu Empire.
However, Mu Feng also does not know the specific location. It seems that I will have to ask the girl later.
It's just that after my coldness just now, I don't know if this girl dares to talk to herself again.
The Blue Moon Continent is a holy place for cultivation, as long as it is not too wasteful, it is basically a national cultivation.
Therefore, this is a world of cultivation, and the biggest rule in this world is that there are no rules.
Everything depends on the fist talking. And, relatively speaking, it's fairly fair.
The prince will have a kind of cold door and also roar in the sky.
With enough effort, anything is possible.
Because the cultivation path of the Blue Moon Continent has been inherited for a long time, there is also a standard system division in cultivation.
As can be seen from such a ballad:
The body is refined twelve, and the pulse is strong and the sea is born. The sea of qi can gather spirits, the spirit is full of liquid condensation, the liquid condenses the nine heavy pills, and the baby shows miraculous skills.
The meaning of this ballad is that the cultivation system of the Blue Moon Continent is divided into five realms: Qi Refining, Spirit Gathering, Condensation, Pill, and Infant Transformation. Among the five major realms, in addition to the twelve realms of qi refining, each of the other realms is divided into nine realms, taking the meaning of the nine extremes.
Each small realm is divided into four stages: the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and the consummation.
In addition, there is physical cultivation, and the corresponding realm is solid, strong bones, strong tendons, refining the marrow, and condensing the body. In the same way, the solid foundation is twelve, and each of the other realms is equally divided into nine levels.
Each small realm is also divided into four stages: the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and the consummation.
From these levels, it can be seen how perfect and prosperous the cultivation system on the Blue Moon Continent is.
Mu Feng took it through it carefully and couldn't help but admire.
In his previous life, he tried his best, but he had just married him. Now, in such a prosperous cultivation world, Mu Feng is confident that in a very short period of time, he can reach the height of his previous life, or even surpass it.
Mu Feng's body was already a genius, and at the age of thirteen, he had reached the Ninth Perfection of Qi Refining, and half of his feet had stepped into the early stage of Gathering Spirits.
At the beginning, when the name Mu Feng was mentioned, who didn't give it a thumbs up.
It's a pity that Mu Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, it was also this body, but now, he has become an out-and-out waste. Because of the original owner of this body, the dantian has been destroyed, and the tendons and veins are also broken. If you want to continue cultivating, there is no other way than to reshape the dantian and recreate the meridians.
I want to reshape the dantian and recreate the meridians. At least, the original owner of Mu Feng's body had never heard of it before his death, who had this ability.
Dantian!
It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice.
Mu Feng was entangled, and the facial features on his face were distorted together.
"Childe, I heard that Chun Tao said that you woke up. ”
At this time, a crisp and pleasant sound sounded outside the door, like the ethereal voice of Xianle.
The voice landed, and a figure flew in as light as a butterfly.
Sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and shy flowers.
Mu Feng knew that this praise was used on women, it was very vulgar and very pale. However, he really couldn't think of any other words to describe the beauty of this woman.
Yi Shengxue saw Mu Feng looking at him steadily, her cheeks were crimson, and she was secretly ashamed in her heart.
How can this man be like this, disciple?
At this time, Mu Feng suddenly felt a tingling pain in his mind, and the whole person groaned and came to his senses.
"Childe, is there anything else uncomfortable?"
Yi Shengxue was annoyed and embarrassed, but she was as kind as her, and she cried out when she saw Mu Feng. Afraid that Mu Feng would feel uncomfortable, he couldn't help but rush forward and prepared to help Mu Feng.
At this time, Mu Feng's body just fell sideways.
"It's good, it's comfortable. ”
Mu Feng's true feelings blurted out, and at the same time, two nosebleeds shot out.
Yi Shengxue's pretty face changed suddenly, and she pushed Mu Feng out.
"You, son of the Ascendant. Yi Shengxue said in a coquettish voice.
Lecher!
It seems that apart from these three words, Yi Shengxue will never say anything else to curse.
"No, no, girl, you misunderstood, it's really a girl who is so beautiful, beautiful like the person who came out of the painting, and I can't help it. ”
Mu Feng hurriedly apologized, he looked at Yi Shengxue's eyes, and the clear divine light was exposed, and he didn't see half of the evil.
Yi Shengxue, as the Miss Yijia of Xuexi Village, has a noble status. Even though she looks like a Nine Heavens Xuannu, she is crazy for countless men.
However, no one has ever dared to say such straightforward words in front of her.
One is the gap in identity, and the other is ashamed of oneself.
"You, son of the Ascendant. ”
Yi Shengxue's cheeks were hot, and she scolded in a low voice, then turned around and fled in panic.
Mu Feng despised himself fiercely, and finally came to chat with a beautiful woman. I was scared away by myself.
Are you that scary?
Well, in the future, it will not be so easy to think about it if you want to see it again, so let's think about your own affairs.
Dantian!
Dantian is the foundation of cultivation, and he has no roots, even if he has great ability, he can't let him take root and sprout.
Could it be that you have to follow the path of physical cultivation?
Physical cultivation is really a physical work.
Mu Feng's brain hurts.
It may be that he used his brain too much, and there was another tingling pain in Mu Feng's brain.
Nima, can you still stop.
Mu Feng knew that he had a problem with his brain, because, in addition to the things on the earth, the things on the Blue Moon Continent were only in terms of cultivation, and he still had some impressions.
I can't remember anything except for my name Mu Feng and the name Yang Wei. Especially the identity of this body.
The Qinglong Holy Dynasty, the Forest of Slaughter, the Yuanlong Stream, the place where the last picture in my mind is frozen, whenever I think about it deeply, my brain hurts as if it explodes.
Mu Feng focused his attention on his brain.
Hold the grass.
Mu Feng only had time to make a foul mouth, and then the whole person fainted.