"Congratulations to the host for completing the main quest (1) - keep up the good work, and claim the reward now. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" system came with a prompt.

"Not available for the time being. Zhou Muyu said silently.

"The reward is sent to the system package, and the host can pick it up by himself. The system is hereby reminded.

Zhou Muyu helped up Song Yunfeng, who was kneeling and kowtowing, and he looked at the young man with a smile: "If you speak for the teacher, you won't take revenge for you, but as long as they dare to come to fight your idea, let them know the means of the teacher." You just have to remember that the teacher is always behind you!"

"Yes, Master!" Song Yunfeng was moved.

"Okay, don't say much, we have to go to Xichuan City early tomorrow morning, let's go and finish eating first, your two senior brothers are already hungry. Zhou Muyu touched the young man's head and quipped.

The group entered the grass hut and sat down around the fire, Xun Lie took out the dry food from the bag and distributed it to everyone, everyone gathered around the fire and ate the dry food in large gulps. This dry food is indeed too dry, Xun Lie saw that Song Yunfeng was a little difficult to swallow, and immediately handed his kettle to the junior brother. Seeing that his senior brother took care of himself so much, Song Yunfeng thought of his father again, and his eyes were slightly red. He held back his tears, took the kettle, and thanked Xun Lie: "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Xun Lie shook his head and smiled: "They are all their own brothers, so they don't have to see each other." ”

Yan Shaoyou also took over: "Little junior brother, the senior brothers will cover you, even if the senior brother can't cover it, and I, the second senior brother of the 'Future Sword God', if I can't cover it, there is still our master, we are a family, we don't have to see each other." ”

Xun Lie glanced at Yan Shaoyou: "Yes, yes, yes, you 'future cheap god'!"

"It's a sword god, not a cheap god!" Yan Shaoyou argued with Xun Lie with a red face. Looking at the warm side in front of him, the young man gradually forgot his hatred and oath, and also joined the two of them in the fight, Zhou Muyu looked at the three disciples with a light smile, eating the dry food in his hands. After all, they are all teenagers, although the three of them have a rough background and each has a heavy burden, but as long as they get together, they can dilute their sorrows and play happily.

After dinner, Xun Lie and Yan Shaoyou both sat in the corner of the grass house and began to meditate and practice internal strength. Song Yunfeng saw that the two senior brothers were cultivating quietly, and his heart was itching, he plucked up his courage, walked to Zhou Muyu's side, and pulled the sleeve of his master's coat: "Master, when can I practice martial arts?"

Zhou Muyu turned around and looked at his little disciple with a smile on his face: "As a teacher, I thought you didn't want to cultivate." ”

"How come, please teach me!" Song Yunfeng's immature face had a hint of determination.

"Didn't your father teach you before?" asked Zhou Muyu.

"No!" Song Yunfeng replied without hesitation, then touched it in his arms again, took out a yellowed animal skin, and handed it to Zhou Muyu: "This animal skin scroll was given to me by my father before, but I can't recognize the words inside, so I will give it to my master." ”

Zhou Muyu didn't reach out to pick it up, and said lightly: "This is a relic left to you by your father..."

"It's okay!" Song Yunfeng interrupted Zhou Muyu's words, "Master, your subordinates!"

"Okay. Looking at the stubborn little disciple, Zhou Muyu compromised, and he took the animal skin scroll, "If it is martial arts inside, it will be passed on to you in the future." ”

"It's all up to the master's arrangement. Song Yunfeng saw that the master accepted the scroll, and the big stone in his heart also put it down.

"You just said that you don't know much literacy?" Zhou Muyu looked sideways at his disciple's immature face.

"Yes, my mother taught me some before, and then my mother was arrested by the people of the palace, and I lived a wandering life with my father, and I had no time to study. Song Yunfeng bowed his head and explained everything.

"That's right. Then you come here, relax your body, empty your head, and sit cross-legged next to the teacher. Zhou Muyu touched his chin and decided on the cultivation method of the little disciple. Song Yunfeng immediately did so, and Zhou Muyu condensed the innate true qi in his left hand to form a true qi seed, which was planted in Song Yunfeng's dantian, and then used the power to stimulate the seed, so that the true qi ran along the path of the initiation of internal strength. After running for a week, Zhou Muyu finished his work. At this time, he was sweating profusely and sat weakly on the side. This method is both real and spiritual.

Song Yunfeng woke up slowly, saw Shizun sweating profusely, and sat by the fire with a pale face, and immediately understood Shizun's intention just now, he immediately helped Zhou Muyu up, and said with a guilty face: "It's all my fault, if not..."

"Needless to say, Master led the way in, and the cultivation depends on the individual, I hope you can understand. Zhou Muyu interrupted Song Yunfeng's self-blame.

"I understand, Master, I will work hard to cultivate, and I will not disappoint your efforts!" Song Yunfeng looked firm.

"Let's go and cultivate, and take advantage of this time to familiarize ourselves with the path of true qi. Zhou Muyu nodded and commanded.

"But Master..."

"I'm just over-depleted of true qi, it's not a big deal, it will recover in half an hour at most, go and cultivate, do you want to be the worst disciple of the teacher?"

Song Yunfeng shook his head vigorously, ran to the corner, and began to cultivate according to the route in his memory.

Seeing that the three disciples were all cultivating deeply, Zhou Muyu closed his eyes and activated the system, and said silently: "Receive the reward." ”

A system prompt came from his ears: "Congratulations to the host for obtaining a 'Blood Bodhi' and obtaining the peerless 'Holy Spirit Sword Technique'." ”

The white light flashed, and a fruit glowing with fire and a scroll appeared in Zhou Muyu's hands, he looked at the scroll of the Blood Bodhi and the Holy Spirit Sword Technique in his hand, thought about it for a while, and directly patted the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and the system immediately prompted: "Does the host learn the Holy Spirit Sword Technique?"

"Sure!" Zhou Muyu replied silently.

After finishing speaking, an old swordsman in white clothes and white hair appeared in Zhou Muyu's mind, pulled out his sword, and used the Holy Spirit Sword Technique Sword One to Sword Twenty-One, and then disappeared, and the system also prompted Zhou Muyu to comprehend the Holy Spirit Sword Technique (Sword One to Sword Twenty-one). "Why did I only learn Sword Twenty-One, and then Sword Twenty-two and Sword Twenty-Three didn't comprehend, it seems that the system is not omnipotent. Zhou Muyu muttered.

Immediately, he put away the sword spectrum of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, looked at the Blood Bodhi in his hand, and swallowed the Blood Bodhi into his stomach in one bite.

As soon as the blood Bodhi entered his abdomen, Zhou Muyu suddenly felt humiliated in his abdomen, he couldn't help but keep silent, and practiced the innate skills, and the huge energy of the blood Bodhi turned into pure innate true qi under the guidance of the innate skills, moistening Zhou Muyu's meridians and viscera over and over again.

Half an hour later, the medicinal power of Blood Bodhi was finally exhausted, and Zhou Muyu opened his eyes, at this time he was full of energy, and the true qi in his body was endless. The system also sent a prompt: "Congratulations to the host for refining the holy medicine 'Blood Bodhi' for obtaining twenty years of innate true qi! Congratulations to the host for breaking through to the second-rate realm and obtaining the system reward "Wind God Legs" (the first six styles)." ”

"System, you are really caring, I knew that the young master was missing a body method, so I sent it. Zhou Muyu was overjoyed, he didn't care if it was a remnant or not.

"Attributes!" Zhou Muyu said silently. He can't wait to know his attributes now!

"Name: Muyu Zhou

Age: 19 years old

Gender: Male

Cultivation: Beginner into the second rate

Points: three thousand

Sect: None

Exercises: Innate Gong (Endless Birth)

Martial Arts: Basic Martial Arts (omitted)

Peerless: Crane Control Hand (First Glimpse of the Door), Flying Crane Vertical (First Peek of the Door), Holy Spirit Swordsmanship [Sword One to Twenty-One (First Peek of the Door)], Fengshen Leg [The First Six Styles (Practice Makes Perfect)]

Divine Soldier: Iron Sword

Mount: None

War Pet: None

Prestige: Rarely heard of

Title: Warrior of the Rivers and Lakes

"Finally the points have been credited, and there is still no time to go before 50,000, when will the mall be activated!。 Looking at his attributes, Zhou Muyu was annoyed, and then smiled again, "But I finally have a little strength to protect the important people around me." Saying that, Zhou Muyu looked back, looked at the three disciples who were working hard to cultivate, and showed a pleased smile.