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Chapter 143 Ding House

In the picturesque valley, Zhuo Mufeng was the only one standing.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

This operation was unsuccessful and almost lost his life. Fortunately, he was lucky and saved Su Zhanxue, and unexpectedly used him to deepen his understanding of martial arts and the enemy.

This will be his wealth throughout his life.

Zhuo Mufeng quickly calmed down.

He is not planning to leave so early. He has been feeling strong recently, and there is a faint tendency to make a breakthrough in his transformation. If he misses this opportunity, it may not be easy to make a breakthrough in the future.

The sun rises and sets.

Zhuo Mufeng is like a savage, living the purest life. In addition to practicing martial arts, he practices martial arts. When he is tired, he can enjoy the valley and the scenery in the distance.

Perhaps Su Zhanxue's evaluation of Zhuo Mufeng's qualifications was not wrong.

But she didn't know that by relying on the essence of many martial arts in her mind, Zhuo Mufeng was able to analyze the mastery of internal power from another angle.

After repeated practice, that unique feeling is ready to come out.

That night, Zhuo Mufeng didn't rest. He kept swinging his sword and finally practiced the martial arts he had learned until noon the next day.

He almost went crazy, completely ignoring external objects, and his consciousness entered a state of emptiness and selflessness, and that feeling became stronger and stronger.

Just a little bit, just a little bit close to catching it.

It's like a thin layer of window paper in front of you, you can pierce it with just your hand.

Until late afternoon.

After practicing countless times, Zhuo Mufeng suddenly felt enlightened. His mind and spirit were united. The imaginary feeling was like an electric current that filled his body, making his body stiff for a moment.

next moment.

The internal force on the long sword condensed into a ten-inch long silk thread, and as the sword passed across it, it carved a faint mark on the mountain wall.

Immediately afterwards, it was shortened to eight inches, but its lethality was stronger and the scars continued to deepen.

In the end, the silk thread extended to three feet away, like a spider's tentacles, gently cutting open a leaf on the ground in the distance. Unfortunately, his internal strength was far inferior to Xue Zhao, otherwise it would have spread to a farther range.

Do whatever you want and transform the inner force into any shape.

Transform your essence into a masterpiece!

A burst of laughter echoed in the valley.

Many days of hard work finally paid off, but it's a pity that woman Su Zhanxue didn't see it. At the age of seventeen, I realized the mastery of spiritual enlightenment, and I have mediocre qualifications?

screw you!

The transformation of Jingmang not only greatly increased Zhuo Mufeng's strength, but also increased his martial pillar value by 6,000 points to 8,400 points.

He simply stayed in the valley for two more days, waiting for the transformed nine-petal blue lotus to be consumed, and he achieved his wish to reach the eighth level of cultivation. This time, he opened the large intestine meridian of hand Yangming and half of the spleen meridian of foot Taiyin.

At this point, all six of the twelve hand meridians have been opened.

Zhuo Mufeng believed that with his current skills, if he was chased by Xu Baichuan's group of disciples, it would be impossible to crush them all with the same level as Su Zhanxue said, but at least he would be able to advance and retreat with a basis.

Sooner or later, I will catch up with that woman and surprise her!

He had a good rest, and when he woke up the next day, he looked back and remembered this quiet valley. Then he jumped into the river, found the river channel, and when he emerged from the river again, he had reached a vast jungle.

He turned over, and because he didn't know where he was, he didn't know which direction to go for a moment.

Fortunately, we met a group of carriages and horses not long after.

Zhuo Mufeng hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Seeing that he was covered with stubble and disheveled hair, most people in the motorcade looked disdainful.

However, an old man who was obviously the leader was not surprised. Instead, he smiled and said: "The closest place to here is Shucheng. If you are willing, Master, Ding can give you a ride."

Shucheng?

Zhuo Mufeng vaguely remembered that this was a small town in Yingtian Prefecture. He knew it because the original owner had visited it when he was traveling in the world.

It seems that this city is quite far from Gusu City.

There was no money on him, and Zhuo Mufeng didn't want to sleep in the open air, so he immediately clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, uncle."

The leading old man was quite generous and immediately asked someone to bring a horse.

It seems that this group of people also come from martial arts backgrounds. The old man who leads the group has calloused hands, strong walking, and bright eyes. He should have good martial arts skills.

The pretty girls who stepped off the carriage from time to time to get some air, including several women who were protecting the pretty girls, all wore swords at their waists. When Zhuo Mufeng looked over, he immediately glared back fiercely, looking wary.

After two days of walking and stopping, the group finally left the forest and entered Shucheng.

Seeing that Zhuo Mufeng had no intention of leaving, some people frowned, thinking that he was very ignorant.

The leading old man said: "I don't know where the young master plans to go next. If it weren't for the fear of delaying the young master's business, I would like to invite you to sit at home."

This is an obvious eviction, even a fool can hear it.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Mufeng borrowed a donkey to go downhill: "No delay, I have nothing to do, why not go to my uncle's house first."

He was penniless and all his money was washed away by the current. He couldn't beg for money along the way back to Gusu City.

The leading old man's smile froze, and the delicate girl opened the curtain of the carriage, with obvious disgust on her face. Others snorted coldly.

I have been traveling around the world for many years and have never seen such a shameless person.

For this savage-like young man, the leading old man never paid attention to him. Seeing him like this, he forced a smile and said: "You don't know your surname?"

"I'm Zhuo Mufeng."

"Oh, could it be Young Hero Zhuo Mufengzhuo from the Mozhu Gang in Gusu City?"

Seeing that the leading old man's eyes lit up, Zhuo Mufeng was surprised and at the same time a little proud, and nodded calmly.

He didn't know that Shucheng was still in Yingtian Prefecture after all, and the Ding family members often traveled to Gusu City, so it was inevitable that he would hear about Zhuo Mufeng more often.

This time, the leading old man Ding Long directly took Zhuo Mufeng's hand, ignoring the smell of sweat on his body, and invited him into the carriage without even looking at his daughter's face.

The overly enthusiastic gesture made Zhuo Mufeng a little strange. On the surface, of course, he stood still and made up his mind. If there was any trouble, he would find an excuse to leave immediately.

The group quickly returned to Ding Mansion.

As soon as he got off the bus, Ding Long immediately ordered his servants to take Zhuo Mufeng to take a bath. It turned out that he was still halfway there, so he sent someone back home early to prepare hot water.

Enthusiasm is too much.

Zhuo Mufeng became wary and curious about what the other party wanted to do.

Declining the service of the maid, Zhuo Mufeng comfortably soaked in the barrel for a long time, shaved off his beard, put on the light blue gown specially prepared by Ding Long, tied a silk scarf of the same color on his head, and stood in front of the bronze mirror.

Consider.

handsome.

So handsome.

Even Zhuo Mufeng had to admit that in terms of image quality, this body was indeed rare. Paired with light blue clothes, it even more exuded an awe-inspiring and elegant unparalleled righteousness, which was very consistent with his usual personality and temperament.

After finishing washing, Zhuo Mufeng immediately shocked the maid outside the room. She blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look further.

When he arrived at the main hall, Ding Long was slightly startled, and immediately stood up to greet him, praising: "A true gentleman is a true gentleman, and Shaoxia Zhuo's elegant demeanor is really enviable."

Ding Long's daughter Ding Fu and several female guards were also stunned for a long time, surprised by Zhuo Mufeng's true appearance.


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