Chapter 31: The Cultivation of the Great Murderer (I)

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Qin Mu looked forward to it, and said, "Sleeping grandpa, I, am I really a hegemon?"

Jiang Mu pretended to be serious and nodded, and said: "Yes, you are a hegemon, and you must also uphold the glory of the hegemonic body, a monk of the same generation, when no one is your enemy." ”

Qin Mu spat at his eyes, imagining the scene of suppressing the monks of the same generation in the future with a wave of his hand.

"From today onwards, you will follow the other grandfathers in the morning, and in the afternoon and evening, you will follow me in the practice. "Eki Road.

Originally, Qin Mu had a terrifying seal on his body, and looking at the breath, it should have been under Tubo.

And Jiang Mu just placed another forbidden formation on Tubo's seal.

If the original Qin Mu needed nearly a hundred times the vitality of ordinary people to break through the barrier of the Divine Treasure, now it needs a thousand times.

However, the effort and return are directly proportional, the difficulty of breakthrough has increased tenfold, and the comprehensive quality after breakthrough is also ten times that of before.

Coupled with Jiang Mu's slight adjustment, then Qin Mu's future has transcended the original trajectory of fate, from a legend to a myth, a myth of the Mandate of Heaven.

"The exercises you are practicing now are somewhat familiar, I have seen them in the ruins. Jiang Mu said.

"In this way, you follow the other grandfathers to cultivate first, and come to my hut in the afternoon to find me. ”

Hearing this, Qin Mu nodded vigorously, and the whole person was full of vitality, and then he was pulled by several other people to teach.

They only had half a day to teach now, but the progress would definitely not be worse than before, so this pressure finally pressed on Qin Mu's body.

Looking at Qin Mu, who was being trained by everyone, the village chief sighed faintly, and the whole person was a little sad.

"Su Daoyou, but what is on your mind?" Jiang Mu said.

Hearing this, the village chief shook his head: "It's nothing, Brother Dao is less prepared, think about how to teach Mu'er in the afternoon." ”

As he spoke, the village chief manipulated his vitality to lift himself up, and then floated towards his hut.

Jiang Mu looked at the faint morning light in the distance and took a deep breath.

"I don't know what kind of monster I would make if I taught the shepherd in the same way as I taught the absurd. Jiang Mu smacked his lips and said secretly in his heart.

Then he saw Jiang Mu's figure flash and disappear in place.

In the ruins, I don't know when a bright golden light appeared, and this golden light shuttled through the ruins, hunting and killing a small demon beast in the realm of the spirit fetus.

Wherever the golden light passed, all the demon beasts in the realm of the Spirit Fetus Divine Treasure disappeared without a trace.

In Jiang Mu's body, in a certain weight of the thirty-six heavens, a pool the size of a zhang was filled with red blood.

Layers of divine light flowed above these bloods, and the phantoms of all kinds of demon beasts condensed and dissipated on the pool, dissipated and condensed.

One after another, the sound of roaring and chirping was endless.

If you can look closely, you will find that this pool is full of blood, and it is full of spiritual blood.

What is spiritual blood, it is the demon cultivation of spiritual wisdom and its natal essence blood.

A spirit fetus realm is a demon cultivator, and the high qualification is only five or six drops of spiritual blood the size of a grain of rice, and the low one is even only two or three drops.

If you want to fill a pool with spiritual blood that is as deep as zhang xu and zhang in diameter, you don't know how many demon cultivators in the spirit fetal realm you have to hunt.

It's an astronomical amount to think about.

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The sun hung in the sky, and it was noon, and a golden light swept from the ruins and landed at the entrance of the old village, revealing the figure of Jiang Mu.

I saw that Jiang Mu's body was surrounded by a light red evil aura, if some Buddhist monks saw it, they would definitely think that Jiang Mu had fallen into a demon and could not stay.

This morning, Jiang Mu killed all the Spirit Fetal Realm demon clans in the scattered demon cultivators in the small half of the ruins to take blood.

"Brother Dao, where have you been?" Granny Si, who was walking out of the hut, saw Jiang Mu, frowned slightly, and spoke.

Jiang Mu smiled, looked at Granny Si who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and said, "I just went out and prepared some things for Mu'er." ”

"That's right. Granny Si nodded thoughtfully, the murderous aura on Jiang Mu's body was strong, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort.

"As soon as Mu'er eats, I let him rest for half an hour, and then let him come to me. Jiang Mu glanced inside the room and said to Granny Si.

Hearing this, Granny Si nodded and said, "Don't worry, this doesn't need to be said by the old woman, Mu'er is harder than everyone else." ”

Jiang Mu nodded and didn't say anything, even if he had a high starting point, if he didn't work hard, he would be surpassed by others.

For Qin Mu's efforts, he still sees it in his eyes.

No matter how great a person is, if he keeps standing still, he is just a waste.

Just like Huo Yuhao in the Douluo Realm, he has a destiny and countless opportunities, each of which can move any monk under the gods.

But every opportunity was obtained by Huo Yuhao from life and death.

Just like Shi Hao in the perfect realm, he has achieved nirvana again and again, and has been broken again and again, and finally created the glory of the Emperor of the Wasteland.

These Destiny myths seem to be easy, and they stand at the top of a world.

Everyone saw what these children of destiny had gotten, but they didn't expect that these people had to pay a pain that ordinary people couldn't bear in order to get this.

Even Qin Mu was like this, he was born with a seal, and he had a heinous personality in his body.

Therefore, if Qin Mu wants to practice, he must make efforts that ordinary people cannot understand, and at the same time, this is why Qin Mu became the son of destiny.

There has never been a shortage of people with great luck in this world, whether it is a few Heavenly Venerables of the Heavenly Court, or the two emperors of the Chiming era later, or the emperors after that.

and the Kaihuang who is still in the world, each of them is the luck of an era, but all of them have been defeated at present.

Jiang Mu wanted to integrate all the Dao Fruits of this world, and Qin Mu was one of Jiang Mu's best shortcuts.

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After returning to the hut, Jiang Mu's mind sank into his body, and he saw a flash of inspiration on the side of the spiritual blood pool, and then manifested Jiang Mu's primordial spirit.

The expression of the Yuan Shen was plain, and the starlight rippled between his fingers, and a circle of small patterns was engraved on the shore of the Great Pool of Spiritual Blood.

When I looked closely, I seemed to see one fierce beast after another, culling, flying, roaring, and defending.

This pool is full of real fierce beast blood, and at the same time, the circle of the big pool is also engraved with the actions and charm of these fierce beasts when they are fighting, when they are fleeing for their lives, and when they are wandering.

Jiang Mu doesn't practice martial arts, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know martial arts.

The best teacher of martial arts is nature.

Every move of these fierce beasts contains the truth of Tao and nature, and their movements are the most simple and profound martial arts.

After doing all this, Jiang Mu exhaled and said secretly: "I hope this Qin Mu won't let himself down." ”

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The first update, emmm, was supposed to be more during the day, but it was delayed, and it could only be changed at night, and the update would not be less.