As soon as Mu Feng returned to Qingyang Inn, he found Li Wenshu standing in front of the window, looking out at the scenery outside.
"Mom! Can you move freely?"
Mu Feng said in surprise.
Li Wenshu turned her head, showed a soft smile, and said: "Feng'er, the "Spirit Condensation Technique" you taught me is really magical. My joint bones were successfully condensed last night."
Mu Feng personally checked Li Wenshu's pulse and found that the latter's injuries were generally healed.
The abolished lifeline in his body has a tendency to gradually heal under the influence of "Shang Ling Shang Jue".
"Master Mu!"
In the side room, the maid who was cleaning quickly came over and said hello with a reserved look.
The maid is young and her skin is a bit dark. Mu Feng found her from the slums. She is very well-behaved and honest.
"Liu'er is very considerate. During the time you were away, she did her best and never slacked off!"
Li Wenshu smiled.
Mu Feng nodded. He understood what Li Wenshu meant. He took out twelve taels of silver and handed it to Liu'er.
"Twelve?
Master, this is too much!"
Liu'er waved her hand quickly. Ten taels of silver was a huge sum of money to her and she didn't dare to accept it.
"You deserve this!"
Mu Feng thrust ten taels of silver into Liu'er's hand, his tone unquestionable.
Liu'er hesitated for a while, then accepted it, then kowtowed to Mu Feng to thank him.
"Mom! Next, I will help you restore your life."
Mu Feng took out five medicinal herbs obtained from the city lord's mansion and said in a deep voice.
"really?"
Li Wenshu's beautiful eyes showed a hint of surprise.
She did not doubt Mu Feng's words.
She knew that Mu Feng's awakened memory was extraordinary, so he naturally had a way to heal his lifeline.
Mu Feng asked Liu'er to prepare a bucket of hot water, and then he purchased the corresponding auxiliary medicinal materials from a nearby pharmacy.
He first boiled the auxiliary medicinal materials into a medicinal liquid and mixed it into a wooden barrel. Then he crushed Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng into powder and mixed them in.
After the liquid medicine was completely mixed, Mu Feng asked Li Wenshu to enter the barrel and run the "Spirit Condensation Technique" as hard as possible.
With the help of the surging medicinal power and the magic of "Spirit Condensation Technique", Li Wenshu's lifeline should be restored soon.
"Liu'er, take good care of my mother! If anything happens, come to me in the next room!"
After Mu Feng gave Liu'er some instructions, he left Li Wenshu's room.
After returning to his room, Mu Feng sat cross-legged on the bed and took out a black bag.
Inside the bag are pieces of palm-sized, irregular crystal clear stones, which are spiritual stones.
"Although it is a low-level spiritual stone, it is completely enough for me now!"
Mu Feng looked hesitantly, picked up the spirit stone in the bag, and quickly put it down, as if he was a guilty thief.
"The number of these spiritual stones is not large, so the Wordless Golden Book should not be snatched from me!"
Mu Feng murmured to himself, picked up the spirit stone again, waited for a long time, and found that the wordless golden book did not respond, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, Mu Feng began to operate the "Eternal Bible" and absorb the energy of the spirit stone.
However, as soon as the energy of the spirit stone entered his body, the wordless golden book deep in his soul suddenly opened.
"Damn it, this golden book is really insidious!"
Mu Feng cursed secretly and activated the "Eternal Bible" to the extreme so that he could practice for a while longer before all the spiritual stones were robbed.
The next morning.
In the room, Mu Feng sat cross-legged, the six lifelines on his body shining brightly.
In front of him, many dull stones were scattered and piled up.
These are spiritual stones that consume light energy. At this moment, they are no different from ordinary stones.
When the last spiritual stone was consumed, Mu Feng suddenly opened his eyes.
I saw a seventh dazzling lifeline appearing on his body, like a golden snake coiled around his body.
"The seventh lifeline has finally been opened!"
Mu Feng jumped up, his bones rattling, and a biting wind whirlpooled around him.
Tear! Mu Feng punched hard, causing the air to vibrate and making a sound like tearing cloth.
The force of this punch reached a thousand kilograms, which was comparable to that of a ninth-level lifeblood warrior.
At the same time, the Wordless Golden Book helped him awaken his bloodline again.
The bloodline awakened this time is the wood bloodline.
The wood bloodline has powerful healing ability. With this bloodline, Mu Feng's self-healing ability is greatly enhanced.
Now, if Mu Feng were to face an ordinary tenth-level lifeblood like Huai Lao again, he would be able to fight.
Whoosh! A blood shadow swept out from Mu Feng's waist and floated in front of him.
Mu Feng looked at the sword embryo in front of him, which glowed faintly with blood, with a look of deep contemplation in his eyes.
Spiritual weapons contain spirituality, so after successfully recognizing the master, you can think of them at will and move in the air.
Of course, how to control the air also varies from person to person. Only if the mind is strong enough can the spirit soldiers control the air freely.
Mu Feng was the Eternal Emperor in his previous life, with powerful thoughts and powerful spiritual weapons to control the air, so it was no problem.
"This sword embryo can only exert its true power when it is opened!"
Mu Feng estimated that once this sword embryo was successfully launched, it would probably be at least a Xuan-level spiritual weapon.
Spirit soldiers are divided into eight levels: Huang, Xuan, Tian, Wang, Zun, Huang, Zong and Emperor.
The Huang rank is the lowest and the Emperor rank is the highest.
In his previous life, Mu Feng possessed more than a dozen emperor-level spiritual weapons, which were so powerful that no one could defeat them.
Although Mu Feng didn't look down on the Xuan-level spiritual soldiers.
But in a small border country like Canglan Country, they are considered to be top-notch spiritual soldiers, which are rare and rare.
It can be seen that the ancestors of the Feng family must not be simple.
It is a pity that the ancestors of the Feng family had such good spiritual weapon materials, but failed to find a good spiritual craftsman.
In the end, we can only create such a useless sword embryo, which is really a waste.
With Mu Feng's skill level, it would not be difficult for him to open an attack.
However, the main problem is that although he has the level, he does not have the Xuan-level spiritual fire or more powerful flames to smelt the sword embryo.
If the sword embryo cannot be smelted, it cannot be forged.
"Feng Xinglan mentioned to me that there is a kind of spiritual fire sealed within the Ji family!"
Mu Feng looked thoughtful, the Ji family is the most powerful weapon-refining family in Tongyang City.
Most of the best weapons in Tongyang City and nearby cities come from the Ji family.
When Feng Xinglan introduced the sword embryo in the treasure house yesterday, he mentioned the Ji family's spiritual fire.
Back then, the City Lord's Mansion approached the Ji family to borrow spiritual fire to smelt the sword embryo, but was severely rejected.
"Looks like I need to find an opportunity to get in touch with the Ji family!"
Mu Feng thought to himself.
Dong Dong Dong! Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door.
Mu Feng opened the door and saw several strong men standing outside the door, looking at him coldly.
"What's the matter?"
Mu Feng frowned slightly.
"Our shopkeeper has an order, ordering you and the two women next door to get out of Qingyang Inn immediately!"
At the head was a bald, strong man with bulging muscles in his hands, hugging his chest, looking at Mu Feng with a sneer.
Mu Feng's face turned cold and he said, "Give me a reason!"
"Little bastard, if I tell you to get out, just get out of here. There's no other reason! If you don't get out, don't blame me for being rude!"
The bald man's eyes flashed fiercely, and his thick arms suddenly grabbed Mu Feng's neck, and a strong wind swept around him.
Mu Feng's eyes became colder and colder. At the Qingyang Inn, he paid the room fee and paid a deposit of several hundred taels.
Now these people tell him to get out as soon as they come without any reason, but he just retorts and then directly hurts people. It is really unreasonable.
Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.
I saw Mu Feng's left hand like a hook, clasping the bald man's arm, powerful spiritual power pouring out, and the crisp sound of bone cracking came from the bald man's arm.
"Ah! My hand..." The bald man screamed in pain.
Mu Feng kept moving, forming a fist with his right hand, hitting the bald man's chest, hitting the flesh, and the sound of cracking bones could be heard continuously.
Bang! Mu Feng swept out with one leg, and the bald man flew into the air, drew an arc in mid-air, and landed heavily on the first floor of the inn, vomiting blood and twitching all over.
"Does anyone else want me to get out?"
Mu Feng stood up with his fist closed, looked at the other strong men, and spoke slowly.
The other strong men had already retreated far away, looking at Mu Feng in fear and silence...