006 every man is innocent

Although Chu Mu was drunk, all kinds of ridicule he had received in the past sounded in his mind.

"...Wild seed, this little wild bastard's mother is definitely not a serious man's daughter, a wild seed secretly born with a man..."

"Wild species are wild species, really unbred. I didn't even say hello."

"Waste, waste that can't be cultivated!"

"Waste and wild seeds will humiliate our village."

“......”

Chu Mu's anger surged up in an instant. I want to refute, but I can't open my mouth at all. I want to resist, but I can't even move my hands and feet! There is full of power in the body, but it can't be used.

"Waste!"

"Much!"

In my mind, only these two voices are getting faster and louder and louder.

Chu Mu was filled with anger, and a sadness and bitterness came from his heart.

"I'm not a wild bastard! I'm not a loser!"

"No!"

Chu Mu shouted hysterically in his heart.

At this time, the wine atmosphere all over Chu Mu's body had evaporated clean. But the power of alcohol is still undiminished, and the power of alcohol stimulates the true qi in his body to run more than several times faster than usual.

Chu Mu gradually felt the essence of his whole body, and his whole body was full of power. This sense of power made him happy, made him crazy, and turned to stimulate Zhenqi and run faster.

The power of wine, coupled with the momentum of Chu Mu, the real qi is running faster and faster.

At the beginning, it was still fine. But later, Chu Mu suddenly found that the true qi in his body was no longer controlled by him and ran wildly.

Gather - blow up - gather again, over and over again.

Gradually, the true qi is too late to dissipate, and more it accumulates and accumulates in the meridians of Dantian. Dantian and the meridian space are limited, but the true qi has not stopped running, and there are still more and more.

The continuous gushing true gas is about to burst Chu Mu's meridians. Chu Mu was extremely sober at this time, but he could not regain control of his body.

Every meridians of the body are squeezed by abundant Zhenqi, but Zhenqi still pours in endlessly.

Stingling!

The whole body hurts!

Is it just like this? Chu Mu is unwilling, too much unwilling...

Just as the meridians of the whole body were about to burst, an extremely strong hot air suddenly poured into the body. It did not occupy any space, but instantly melted the true qi accumulated between the meridians in the body.

The hot air moves along the meridians, and wherever the heat goes, the true qi accumulated in the body disappears.

A strange portrait suddenly appeared in Chu Mu's mind. A little finch full of flames ran and stopped on the foggy road. When it stopped, the fog surged wildly towards the little sparrow and became clear.

Chu Mu did not know that he had entered the state of internal vision. The little finch covered with flames is the heat he feels, and the foggy road is the meridian of true gas.

After a while, the meridians in Chu Mu's body returned smoothly and were no longer painful. Instead, they were warm and comfortable. The messy heart also became peaceful and settled down.

At this time--

The old blacksmith suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood without warning. Then a fire shadow bounced out of Chu Mu's body. It was the sparrow that staggered up and stood on the old blacksmith's shoulder, a little depressed.

The old blacksmith looked at Chu Mu in surprise, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!"

"Xuanwuluo, seven-star meteorite!"

The old blacksmith couldn't lift his spirits. He fell on the stool next to him and turned into a skinny look.

Chu Mu's messy true qi was sorted out, and the control weight returned to his hands. He slowly woke up and felt aches all over his body. It's like being killed by dozens of hungry women.

As expected, there was still no trace of true qi in his body. Chu Mu sighed and was not too disappointed.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Chu Mu put away his mind and saw the old blacksmith's tired face and asked with concern.

The old blacksmith looked at Chu Mu in a harsh tone, "Do you know how dangerous you were just now? I almost died from the end of the meridians!" He sighed and said earnestly, "Each person has his own life, and nothing can be forced to come. The same is true for the journey of cultivation. Don't be too hasty. Do you always understand the truth of too much?

The old blacksmith can understand Chu Mu's mood. In a world where martial arts is respected, even an adult can be crushed to death with the name of an abandoned body.

This is the first time that the old blacksmith has said such a long sentence to Chu Mu, which is also from sincere persuasion.

Chu Mu sighed, "I don't want to. I'm useless and difficult to practice. After several years of practice, there is no real energy in the body.

A word is full of pain.

Everything is still because Chu Mu does not have the potential of strength. If so, others will not taunt and ridicule so blatantly.

The old blacksmith ignored it and said to himself, "I have a set of skills that can warm the meridians and pass them on to you." The old blacksmith knew that Chu Mu's meridians were still damaged. If it was not repaired as soon as possible, the future would be endless. In addition, the old blacksmith believes that the reason why Chu Mu can't accumulate true qi in his body is entirely because the meridians are strange. When the meridians are strengthened, they are naturally intact.

"I..."

Chu Mu began to be afraid of the disappointment of falling to the bottom with hope.

The second word of the old blacksmith Chu Mu, who didn't wait, popped out, interrupted coldly and looked at him with contempt, "Are you afraid?"

The old blacksmith looked at himself contemptuously. Chu Mu had to experience this kind of look almost every day.

"Little bastard, just you, a loser!"

"Waste! Haha... You are a piece of shit!"

"Onion, the whole family is full of waste!"

"Haha..."

“......”

So many people look down on themselves, look down on themselves, and think they are a waste. Are you a waste? No! I, Chu Mu, am not a waste!

Be sure to take off this waste hat yourself!

Chu Mu suddenly raised his head and looked back at the old blacksmith without showing weakness, "I'm afraid, how to write it?"

"Good!" The old blacksmith slapped the table quietly, and the table turned into flying ashes in an instant.

Chu Mu's eyes are so staring at the boss. This old blacksmith is so awesome, so the skills he passed on to him should not be much worse?

"I have a lot of tricks. Remember carefully, I'll just say it once!"

Chu Mu stopped talking, put away his mind and concentrate for fear of missing a word.

After that, the old blacksmith seemed to throw a book to him casually, but what he told him was not so casual.

"This book, you must ensure that you must not be exposed to others, otherwise you will be killed. Do you remember it?"

Chu Mu nodded, "The man is innocent and has his guilt. I understand!"

The old blacksmith nodded approvingly, "You go first. Don't come here these days."

Chu Mu looked at the old blacksmith's extremely solemn expression, nodded, wanted to say something, and finally turned around and left.

"The man is innocent and has his guilt, but he doesn't know it," the old blacksmith muttered in a low voice, turning into the darkness again, and no one can see anyone again.

PS: The second update