In the first five days, Feng Mu felt very difficult, because he was young, but the five people asked him to memorize those mental formulas, if it was vernacular, it was fine, but it was all literary language, not only did he need to understand it word by word, but he also had to memorize it all, which was really hard for him.

The five of them seemed to be competing in secret, and the most unreasonable of them was Ba Dongling, who directly handed over Feng Mu's highest mental formula, and did not pay attention to a step-by-step approach.

Feng Mu didn't know that his approach was likely to make him go mad.

The other four also had high hopes for him, because as soon as they came into contact, they found that this kid had a good understanding and good roots, and if he followed the ordinary cultivation path, he would waste a good seedling.

Feng Mu remembered from morning to night, and forgot many times halfway, or remembered wrongly, and the five of them did not punish them, Ba Dongling's approach was to jump up and down in anger, and the ghost shadow was like a flying eagle skimming the sky, surrounded by afterimages.

Han Tong looked like he was laughing, but the stone slab under his feet somehow cracked, and Feng Mu was shocked to see it.

Ding Yuanhao, who never left his sword, saw that he couldn't remember all the mantras in the evening, and in a hurry, the sword qi burst out, and a deep sword mark appeared on the back wall. Feng Mu clapped his hands and said that it was so powerful, Ding Yuanhao sighed and left alone.

To say that the most grumpy person is Ye Xiaozheng, seeing Feng Mu shaking his head and shaking his head, his left ear in and out of his right ear, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and he was about to slap it over.

But in Feng Mu's frightened eyes, his hand froze, if he really fought, this child would have to burst out of his brain and die, almost causing a catastrophe.

Mo Zi didn't teach Feng Mu the mantra, but prepared a large bucket of hot water, Feng Mu looked at him very gratefully, thinking that this person still knew the general situation, he was tired for so many days, it was time to take a hot bath and rest.

As soon as he got closer, he was thrown in by Mo Ziye, and Feng Mu only felt that there seemed to be thousands of needles pricked all over his body, and he felt a faint pain.

He screamed to climb out, but Mo Zi also pressed his head and pressed it directly into the water, Feng Mu only felt that the seven orifices were going to be abolished, and he felt that if he continued like that, his eyes would be blind.

Time passed slowly, Feng Mu gradually felt difficult to breathe, used all his strength, kept struggling, and hit countless splashes with his palms and feet, but Mo Zi didn't let go.

Feng Mu had no strength anymore, he was already suffocating, death was only a line away from him, and at the last moment when he was bleeding and about to die violently, Mo Zi also grabbed his hair and lifted him up.

Feng Mu was unconscious, sleeping from morning to evening, Ba Dongling didn't see Feng Mu when he was eating, and only in the evening did he see Feng Mu walking out of the door and saying that he was hungry, and the blood stains in the corners of his eyes and nostrils were still a little left.

Mo Zi also smiled faintly and said calmly: "This idea was thought of by you, since you want to learn martial arts, of course you have to endure some hardships, if you can't endure hardships, you are not worthy of becoming a master." ”

After he finished speaking, Feng Mu said weakly over there: "I feel so thirsty, my stomach is so hungry, I want to eat." ”

Han Tong, who was smiling, brought him gruel and pastries, Feng Mu devoured them, and everyone just watched and didn't say anything, anyway, they couldn't choke to death.

Ba Dongling's second round of teaching was to check how well Feng Mu remembered, as he expected, he remembered less than thirty percent, he only had patience, repeatedly taught him to recite, and explained to him word by word.

The same goes for the three people in the back, who have no other way but to let him recite it.

It's Mo Zi's turn again, but Feng Mu is hiding, if he is rectified like that again, the remaining half of his life is estimated to be reimbursed, where is the chance to become a peerless master?

He thought he was hiding in a place where no one could find him, not under the bed, not in the cupboard, not behind the door, not in the tree, but on the beams of the house!

For this reason, he got up in the middle of the night, threw it with a hemp rope, tied it around his waist after aligning the ends, and then climbed up little by little, for which he grinded out the blood of his little hands, but he thought it was worth it than soaking in the potion.

He was a little child, who would have thought that he would be able to go up to the beam, and the beam was so wide, that he could hide his whole body when he lay on it, and as long as he didn't make a sound, how could they possibly find it?

When he got up in the morning, Han Tong really looked for him everywhere, only to hear him shouting: "Little master, come out quickly, see what delicious food I brought you, it's 'rock sugar bird's nest snow lotus seeds'." ”

Feng Mu licked his lips, he felt very hungry at the moment, but he didn't dare to make a sound, he kept holding back at the moment, everyone couldn't see him, Ba Dongling snorted coldly, and said to Mo Ziye: "It's all your fault, your set made him suffer enough, and now he is hiding." ”

Mo Zi also drank the porridge slowly and said, "It's okay, he will get used to it sooner or later." ”

Ding Yuanhao didn't care about it, lowered his head and drank porridge, Ye Xiaozheng came in from outside, and said with a solemn face: "I searched all the nearby palaces, but I didn't find it, if he ran away to a place where he shouldn't go, it would be a disaster." ”

"Don't panic, he's on the beam, Lao Ba's light skills are good, please take him next." ”

As soon as Mo Ziye's words fell, Ba Dongling flew up to the beam of the house like an eagle falcon, and when he saw that Feng Mu was really on it, he stretched out his hand and lifted him down.

Feng Mu was caught in his hands, unspeakably depressed, he frowned and said, "I hid it so well, how did you find mine?"

Mo Zi also finished drinking the porridge, wiped his mouth, and said, "Breath, as long as it is a living person, there will be breath." ”

Han Tong clapped his hands and smiled: "Yes, yes, I didn't find it, it seems that the little master's understanding is very high." ”

Mo Zi also said calmly: "That's because you didn't search for him at all, and it's not necessarily a good thing for you to compliment him like this." ”

Feng Mu listened to his words, and shouted angrily: "I don't want to soak the potion again, I will die if I soak it again." ”

Mo Zi also took Feng Mu from Ba Dongling's hand, and without saying a word, he carried him to the hot water bucket full of medicinal juice.

Feng Mu shouted loudly: "I haven't eaten yet, I want to eat." ”

Mo Zi also said lightly: "You don't need to eat, it's not a good thing to eat less, at least you won't vomit a lot." ”

After speaking, he walked quickly, and pushed open the door in a moment, Feng Mu only felt a fishy and unpleasant smell coming to his face, such a smell was really unheard of, like thousands of dead fish exposed to the sun, making people want to vomit out what they ate a few days ago.

Feng Mu shouted: "Please let me go......"

Before the words fell, only a "plop" sound, Mo Zi also threw him into the wooden barrel, causing a dark green splash, like the venom that flowed out of the body before the poisonous insect died.

The skin on Feng Mu's body began to fall off, and this time it seemed to be ten times more painful than the previous one, as if there were a thousand rusty knives scraping his bones, and the pain made him die.

And Mo Zi just looked at him quietly, and then pressed his head into the water.