After Xu Yixian treated Feng Mu's injuries, because he was plotted by his junior brother, he chose to retreat soon after.

The affairs of Shushan began to be handed over to Xiao Chucai to take care of, Xiao Chucai is not the big disciple of Shushan, and in terms of seniority, it will not be his turn anyway.

But the other two leaders were busy with martial arts cultivation, Xiao Chucai's twelve senior brothers, some fell early because of the disputes in the rivers and lakes, some were bedridden because they were seriously injured, and some were not good at dealing with those tedious things although they were in good health.

As a result, among the younger generation of Shushan, they are very convinced that Xiao Chucai is in charge of Shushan's affairs.

Zeng Xilai waited for Deadpool to be arranged to live in the guest room, Feng Mu was in the east wing not far from them, and Xiao Chucai's room was next door to Feng Mu, this arrangement can be seen that Shushan attaches great importance to Feng Mu and others.

The disciples couldn't help but discuss the identities of Feng Mu and the others in private, but they didn't wait for Xiao Chucai to stand up and make it clear, so although everyone was curious, they didn't take this matter to heart anymore because of the gradual passage of time.

More than a month has passed, and the days have passed in a dull way, and during this time, Zeng Xilai and others have gone down the mountain to do their own things.

Regarding their descent from the mountain, Feng Mu did not stop them, and Xiao Chucai did not say anything, so he ordered his disciples to lead the four of them down the mountain. Before leaving, Zeng Xilai arched his hand to Xiao Chucai and said, "Xiao Shaoxia, I don't know when I can use our place, you might as well say something directly." ”

Xiao Chucai nodded, looked at the sky and said, "It's still early, can you seniors come to Shushan before the Double Ninth Festival to help us repel strong enemies?"

After Xiao Chucai asked. I immediately felt regret in my heart, because of the dignified Shu Mountain. One of the best sects in the rivers and lakes, facing a strong enemy. Even if you need help from outside, you will definitely lose face if you spread it.

Zeng Xilai and the others clasped their fists and agreed to come down, and then everyone made an appointment to go up the mountain on the first day of the ninth month, Xiao Chucai nodded, and then watched the four of them leave.

After the four of them left, Feng Mu began to cultivate, and at this time, he was far away from the disturbances of the rivers and lakes. Away from the battles of the imperial court, you can think about nothing, worry about nothing, be simple-minded, and be able to practice martial arts wholeheartedly.

Under Xiao Chucai's guidance, Feng Mu's previous impassable places have also been dredged, and Xiao Chucai is busy with Shushan's affairs, so he can only give Feng Mu guidance every three or five times.

this day. Feng Mu sat alone on the sunset peak, the breeze on the top of the mountain blew his cheeks and clothes, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face, Feng Mu felt a trace of warmth. It's not as hot as it is at noon.

Feng Mu slowly exhaled the turbid air in his mouth, and then inhaled clear air, which was nothing more than a simple breath. Just let him feel good all over.

He slowly closed his eyes, and everything around him seemed to have stopped. Feng Mu's thoughts were not mixed, but he had a kind of detachment of walking in the clouds.

Gradually. Feng Mu's body underwent subtle changes, and a trace of golden light emanated from his body, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, which was very beautiful.

Time gradually passed, the sun had completely sunk to the ground, and the faint night shrouded this peak, Feng Mu sat cross-legged, feeling the changes in the temperature around him, but his body adjusted his body temperature by itself, so the change in temperature had no effect on him.

The snow under his feet was still the same, even if Feng Mu sat on it, it did not melt because of his body temperature, Feng Mu seemed to have become one with heaven and earth, and the surroundings had not changed because of his existence.

The flying snow in the sky fell on top of his head, and it had accumulated a thin layer, and Feng Mu's body did not turn, let alone shake those flying snow down.

The golden light on his body had gradually dimmed, replaced by a faint silvery light, the color of the snow.

Feng Mu's body still didn't move, and the silver-white light gradually dimmed, and at this time, a violent wind suddenly blew in the sky, blowing away all the snow above Feng Mu's head, driving his clothes to fly.

Feng Mu's eyes still did not open, but carefully felt the changes in the vitality between heaven and earth, and listened to Xiao Chucai say that the Shu Mountain's Ten Thousand Breaths Returning to the Yuan Method is to integrate everything around him into his body, and then he can reach the realm of natural perfection.

At this time, the wind began to pour into Feng Mu's body, and Feng Mu's stomach was like a ball full of gas, almost bursting. But Feng Mu didn't have a painful expression, but was calm and relaxed, and he looked very calm.

In the next moment, Feng Mu was blown up by the wind, he was really like a ball, blown into the air by the wind, Feng Mu's body naturally stretched, and his eyes still never opened.

In Feng Mu's feeling, he walked through the clouds, as if he had traveled through the long river of history, wandering through various periods, countless breaths running through his body, and then quietly passing away.

It seemed that there was nothing to gain, but in the flow of these breaths, the transformation of the body structure was completed, and Feng Mu's body qi and muscles were filled with subtle true qi, and then those loose places were filled.

At this time, Feng Mu could clearly feel that his body had become hard, if Han Tong was still alive, he would definitely be so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, because now Feng Mu has broken through the new layer of the Golden Bell Jar.

The stars in the sky were vast, as if countless pairs of eyes were looking at Feng Mu, Feng Mu through cultivation, the perfect fusion of the true qi in his body, truly mastered the true meaning of the Ten Thousand Breaths Returning to the Yuan Method, and the touch was bypassed, for those mysterious exercises he had cultivated before, it also had the effect of drawing inferences from one another.

Feng Mu slowly opened his eyes, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and then slowly exhaled the turbid breath in his mouth, with his movements, his stomach gradually dissipated, and Feng Mu slowly landed on the sunset peak like a dexterous bird.

As if nothing had changed, Feng Mu looked at the sky and sighed in a low voice, "It's so late, it's time to go back." ”

After speaking, he stepped out, this step turned out to be five feet away, Feng Mu didn't expect that the speed of his light skill improvement was actually a thousand miles a day, at this time, he seemed to have broken through a new realm.

Feng Mu was not sure, and the internal strength on his body was carried out, and he used sixty percent of his palm power to bombard towards a strange rock of a single peak.

I saw a pale golden light form a huge palm, heading towards the boulder. Feng Mu's fire separation skill had already begun to take shape, and he only heard a bang, and the huge stone that was more than three people big collapsed under his blow.

Feng Mu was overjoyed in his heart, lifted his breath, and went to the east wing, he wanted to thank Xiao Chucai for his guidance, but he didn't know that the current Xiao Chucai was in a predicament. (To be continued.) )