After being in a coma for two days, with a rapid and violent coughing sound, Mu Chunyang, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally woke up, as soon as Mu Chunyang woke up, several people ran to call Mu Feng over, Mu Chunyang's attitude towards Mu Feng has always been lukewarm, just like treating an ordinary friend, and nodded politely.

After Mu Feng asked about the situation that day, he stood up and said to the people beside him: "Gather all the masters in the mansion to hunt down and kill Mo Lingtao, you have to see people in life and corpses in death." After instructing this, Mu Feng greeted Mu Chunyang for a long time, and finally Mu Chunyang said that he would sleep for a while when he was sleepy, so Mu Feng gave up and left.

Mu Chunyang was lying on the bed, and suddenly touched his fingers and right leg in surprise, Mu Chunyang clearly remembered that one of his fingers was corroded by drugs that day, and only one bone remained, and even his thigh was cut by Mo Lingtao's sword qi to expose his white bones, and even his body was beaten by the guests of the restaurant. Even if these are all fake, it is absolutely true that Mo Lingtao came to kill himself that day, why in the end not only did he live well, but even those injuries were all gone, these things Mu Chunyang has always been puzzled.

Since the injuries have healed, there is no need to worry so much about what to do? Why are the wounds gone, and are you not happy when they are gone? If you are not happy that you have given yourself two knives, then you will come back! Why bother with this.

Don't worry about these anymore, go out and walk around when the injury is healed, Mu Chunyang walked to the house where he used to live as soon as he went out, and now it is almost cleaned up, this house has collapsed, there are so many rooms in Xiangfu, it is said that there should be no shortage of houses, but now it is being rebuilt ruthlessly, the reason is that this house is located in the center of Xiangfu, it is one of the best houses in Xiangfu, and there is a lack of a house in the middle, which is somewhat awkward, so I decided to rebuild it.

Two subordinates carried a bucket-thick tree past Mu Chunyang, one person in front suddenly turned, and the one behind did not react, the whole person suddenly turned to the ground, and the bucket-thick tree was about to fall, Mu Chunyang raised his legs and hooked the tree directly with his ankles, and the subordinates who fell to the ground hurriedly got up from the ground, and the other person slowly put down the tree, for fear of pressing Mu Chunyang's feet underneath with force.

Mu Chunyang put down the wood with his feet, and the two of them hurriedly ran over, knelt on the ground and said: "Young master forgiveness, young master forgiveness, it's me now, it's me blind, are you seriously injured?" ”

Saying that, Mu Chunyang walked to the wood, and directly grabbed four or five hundred catties of the tree with one hand, although the tree was not heavy in Mu Chunyang's hands, it was still a little thick, and it was a little laborious to grasp the tree, and it was very slippery, and suddenly Mu Chunyang's hand slipped, and the four or five hundred catties of the tree fell directly to the ground, and several pieces of stone slabs on the ground were broken. The two subordinates beside him looked at each other, walked over, carried the tree with difficulty, and continued to work.

Mu Chunyang clapped his hands, feeling that something was wrong, thinking about it, patting his head, and finally understood the ins and outs of the matter, he picked up a stone on the ground casually, and as soon as his palm was forced, the stone shattered into slag. Sure enough, he guessed correctly, the injury suddenly improved that day, most of it was due to the potion, as for why it corroded his fingers at the beginning, Mu Chunyang still couldn't figure it out, and he could only barely understand that it was broken and then stood up.

Mu Chunyang returned to the house, sat on the edge of the bed, and recalled the hegemony again, but just after calming down, the book "The Art of Creation" involuntarily appeared in his mind, although Mu Chunyang didn't understand why, but he didn't reject it, this time the art of creation turned directly to the second page, how did Mu Chunyang recall it last time, but he couldn't recall the second content, but this time he took the initiative to appear, but Mu Chunyang didn't care about this, since he could recall it, it was naturally a good thing.

The second page of the art of creation records how to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the monk absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, and gathers in the dantian, this art of creation is no exception, but the human world gathers all kinds of qi, there is not only the most ordinary air, but also the aura for all things to cultivate, there is also the demonic qi that disturbs people's hearts, there is the dead qi and yin qi that the dead remain in the world, and the demonic qi produced by the demon beast cultivating itself, in short, the mortal world is a miasma, so that the aura is not pure enough, and this is the main reason why the monk ascends to the thunder, and the other qi in the body is left by the thunder from the sky, so that the whole body is only left with pure aura。

And the second side of this creation technique is recorded in how to absorb pure aura, thinking of this, Mu Chunyang smiled evilly, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, if this is the case, wouldn't it be necessary to suffer the thunder tribulation in the future, so it is much easier to say that the ascension. And such a good thing, hehehehe.

Mu Chunyang thought about it carefully, it must be like this, this is simply a home cultivation immortal, a must for ascension.

Just do it, Mu Chunyang started to cultivate directly in the way in the book, and a day passed, the subordinates of the attached middle school called for dinner several times, but Mu Chunyang completely ignored it, and in the middle of the night, Mu Chunyang finally had a feeling, until the last trace of spiritual power was inhaled into the dantian, Mu Chunyang finally opened his eyes, but there was something wrong with it, why could others have an obvious feeling of cultivation growth, but Mu Chunyang didn't, just had a sense of fullness.

In the middle of the night, a lightning bolt swept outside, and then a muffled thunder sounded, waking up many people, but after a thunder, there was no heavy rain as promised, and the sky did not move at all after such a muffled thunder.

But only Mu Chunyang alone knows what this thunder represents, this time Mu Chunyang's satiety is completely gone, but he can clearly feel that he has cultivation, but he is unkempt, his face is black, and then a mouthful of smoke comes out of his mouth.

This time, his mouth unconsciously cut out the fragrance again, and scolded: "Didn't you say that if you absorb pure aura, you don't have to be struck by lightning? Even if it is impure by absorption, then after the transformation of the god realm, why will I be ————struck by lightning when I just start cultivating?"