Mu Feng put away his annihilation, glanced at Ji Haonan who was losing his composure, and reminded him lightly.
Ji Haonan came to his senses and responded quickly, his attitude becoming more and more respectful.
At this moment, Mu Feng became more and more unfathomable in Ji Haonan's eyes.
To be able to transform the spirit of Cerberus into something so powerful is simply miraculous.
When Ji Haonan and Mu Feng walked out of the basement, there was a sudden explosion not far away.
"No, it's the ancestor's weapon refining room!"
Ji Haonan's expression changed drastically, he apologized to Mu Feng, and headed towards the weapon refining room.
Mu Feng was thoughtful, raised his feet and followed closely.
When they arrived, the refining room was in ruins.
On the ruins, a long knife emitting a cold light was flying through the air, constantly striking at Ji Wenshu.
At this moment, Ji Wenshu looked disgraced and extremely embarrassed.
If he hadn't relied on the Purple Heart Fire, he might have been killed by a sword long ago.
Mu Feng immediately noticed that not far from the ruins, there was a pretty woman in a blue dress.
I saw the woman in the blue skirt with a frosty face, holding a secret in her right hand, and controlling a long knife to attack Ji Wenshu.
"Lord Liu Qian! Please stop, we have something to discuss!"
Ji Haonan quickly knelt on the ground and begged the woman in blue skirt.
"What's there to discuss? This old guy has been struggling for three days and only repaired the appearance of the scale chain. Not only has the weapon spirit not been repaired, it has become even weaker!"
The woman in the blue dress was full of murderous intent, exuding an aura that was far stronger than the lifeline realm.
"stop!"
Seeing that Ji Wenshu was getting exhausted, Mu Feng frowned slightly and shouted loudly.
Liu Qian's beautiful eyes stood up and she glared at Mu Feng fiercely.
She was already very angry, but now that she was scolded like this, she felt even more annoyed.
"You brat, who do you think you are and how dare you point fingers at me!"
Liu Qian shouted coldly, and her green and jade fingers popped out of the air.
The long chain of sword scales swept over quickly like a swimming fish and pointed directly at Mu Feng.
Mu Feng's face turned cold. This Liu Qian was really unreasonable and would take action at the slightest disagreement. "Destroy it, come out!"
Mu Feng stood there with the sword box open behind his back.
A ray of sword light rushed out, carrying a bright golden glow, and hit the long sword hard.
Keng!
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.
The weapon spirit with the long sword and scale chain suddenly whined and flew out quickly.
But Zhan Mie is still as bright as the sun, intact.
Although Zhan Mie is only a low-level Huang-level spiritual weapon, because the weapon spirit is too powerful, its power is actually not weaker than that of a medium-level Yellow-level spiritual weapon.
In addition, the weapon spirit of the scale chain is already damaged, so only by killing it can we gain the upper hand.
"You actually have spiritual soldiers?" Liu Qian was shocked.
"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?" Mu Feng said coldly.
Liu Qian's face was gloomy, and a vast aura burst out from her body.
At the same time, a four-color life wheel appeared in her lower abdomen.
"A strong man at the fourth level of the Wheel of Life realm!"
Ji Wenshu turned pale with fright.
"Arrogant boy, don't think that just because you have a spiritual weapon, I can't do anything to you! It would be too easy for me to crush you to death!"
Liu Qian's beautiful eyes were fixed on Mu Feng, and a powerful aura was exerted on Mu Feng's body like a substance.
She wanted to use absolute strength to make the young man in front of her kneel down and ask for her forgiveness.
"You still dare to use your spiritual power like this after being hit by Baibu Chuanchongfen. Do you think your life is too long?"
Mu Feng stood with his hands behind his hands and glanced at Liu Qian lightly, but what he said shocked Liu Qian.
"You...how did you know?"
Liu Qian looked at Mu Feng as if she had seen a ghost.
"If you still want to live, stop it!" Mu Feng said in a strong tone.
Liu Qian's beautiful eyes flickered, her violent aura calmed down, and she said in a deep voice: "Why did you know that I got Baibu Chuanchongfen?"
Mu Feng ignored Liu Qian, but walked to Ji Wenshu and stretched out his hand to pull him up.
Come.
"Master Mu, I made you laugh!" Ji Wenshu said bitterly.
When Liu Qian saw that Mu Feng was turning a blind eye to her, her eyebrows stood up, but she still forced herself to calm down and said, "Can you detoxify me?"
"Yes!" Mu Feng said calmly.
Liu Qian was overjoyed and said: "Why don't you help me detoxify quickly?"
"Why?" Mu Feng sneered.
Liu Qian's face was slightly sluggish, and she swallowed her anger and said: "If you can really detoxify me, I can give you enough money!"
"Do you have any spiritual stones?"
Mu Feng turned around and looked at Liu Qian with a half-smile.
Liu Qian had a strange look in her eyes and said, "Of course!"
"One hundred low-level spiritual stones, let me help you detoxify them!" Mu Feng said calmly.
Liu Qian's face changed slightly and she said: "A hundred spiritual stones, do you think the spiritual stones were blown by the strong wind? I can't get so many spiritual stones!"
"If you can't get it, there's no need to discuss anything!" Mu Feng sneered.
"Wait a minute, I have thirty low-level spiritual stones and a bottle of spirit-gathering pills with me! I'll give them all to you, it should be enough!" Liu Qian said quickly.
She knew very well that she was actually deeply poisoned, and even if she rushed back to the capital now, it was already too late.
Now, she can only treat the dead horse as a live doctor and choose to believe in the young man in front of her.
"Barely enough!"
Mu Feng nodded, he was no stranger to the spirit-gathering pill Liu Qian mentioned.
The Spirit Gathering Pill is a medium-level Huang-level spirit pill. The spiritual energy contained in it is purer than that of spirit stones. It is a spirit pill that specifically assists monks in their cultivation.
A bottle of Spirit Gathering Pill is barely worth the value of seventy low-level spirit stones.
Liu Qian breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Mu Feng agreed.
Suddenly, her face turned black and terrifying, she knelt on one knee and spat out a mouthful of smelly black blood.
"Master Liu Qian, are you okay?"
Ji Haonan and Ji Wenshu quickly supported Liu Qian, their faces full of panic.
Liu Qian's origins are too great. If she dies in their Ji family and Canglan Wufu investigates her, the Ji family will be wiped out. "The poison...the poison has started to take effect! Help...save me!"
Liu Qian raised her head with difficulty and looked directly at Mu Feng, her eyes full of hope.
"You are obviously poisoned, but you still insist on using your spiritual power!"
Mu Feng shook his head, stepped forward, and used the sword finger of his right hand to touch Liu Qian's various acupuncture points.
I saw that the green and black aura on Liu Qian's face had faded a lot.
Liu Qian, on the other hand, completely fell into a coma.
Before she fell into coma, she vaguely heard Mu Feng's calm voice.
"Mr. Ji, help her back to the room first!"
"Ji Haonan, go to the pharmacy and get all these medicines!"
"..."
When Liu Qian woke up again, she found that she was lying on the bed.
The windows of the room were open, and warm sunlight was pouring in.
"Master Liu Qian, you are finally awake!"
Beside the bed, Ji Wenshu was holding medicine and looked happy when Liu Qian woke up.
"Huh? The poison in my body has been detoxified..."
When Liu Qian came back to her senses, she realized that now she felt comfortable and refreshed.
"Thanks to Master Mu, he is not only a master spiritual craftsman, but also an unfathomable master of elixirs. I am really ashamed of myself!"
Ji Wenshu's face was full of admiration. He recalled Mu Feng's crisp and quick method of saving Liu Qian in his mind, and the admiration in his heart became stronger.
"That young man didn't lie to me. He really detoxified me! Wait... what did you just say? That young man is still a master spiritual craftsman?"
Liu Qian suddenly raised her head and looked at Ji Wenshu. She keenly caught the word 'Master Spirit Craftsman' in Ji Wenshu's words and quickly asked.
"Yes! Master Mu's weapon refining skills have reached a state of perfection. It was under his guidance that I stepped into the threshold of the spiritual craftsman!"
Ji Wenshu was full of praise.
Liu Qian's beautiful eyes trembled slightly. Mu Feng looked to be about fifteen years old at most. He was a spiritual medicine master and a spiritual craftsman at the same time. What a powerful talent this was.
"Where did this child come from?" Liu Qian murmured to herself.