Chapter 2 Immortal Magic

At night, the starry sky is bright.

Although the weather is hot, a cool air blows out from under the cliff. Under the cold and hot mixture, there are many dewdrops in the grass on the top of the cliff. Perhaps this is the special feature of the mountain climate.

On the tall shrub branches and leaves, the dewdrops looked crystal in the starlight. When the breeze blew, the rustling sound was heard, and the dewdrops fell to the ground one after another.

There is a man lying under the bush, which is Mu Zifeng who was left here during the day. His body is motionless, like a dead body. The dewdrops dripped on his face and splashed.

Suddenly, Mu Zifeng's throat moved and made a slight rustling sound. Then I saw his eyelids move and slowly open.

"I'm not dead yet?" Mu Zifeng opened his eyes and directly doubted his judgment. He opened his mouth with difficulty and catched some drops of dew.

It hurts, frail... I feel my limbs, but I can't move at all.

"I know the pain, it seems that I'm really not dead." Mu Zifeng drank a little dew and seemed to recover a little. His mind recalled what happened during the day, like the heart of stagned water beating violently. He really didn't expect that there were two hungry wolves in sheep's clothing in Mu's house.

Mu Gang, in particular, usually sees him with excessive wine and color, but he doesn't know how deep it is hidden. His martial arts have reached the level of explosive power. As far as I know, there is no one with explosive cultivation in Xirong County.

This is not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing is that Mu Gang has a close relationship with Ling Ge, one of the three masters in Hexi.

Xirong County is medium-sized and is only an inconspicuous place in the 18 counties of Hexi. Ling Ge is a popular figure in Hexi. It is rumored that he has cultivated martial arts to the peak of Pannirvana, and his swordsmanship is superb and exquisite.

"Damn, if I don't die, I must cut off the head of the traitor with my own hands." Mu Zifeng was furious. He was worried about the two old people in Mufu, the two brothers who did not know the origin, and that the despicable Mu Yan would secretly attack again in the future. He wanted to go back alive, but he had no choice.

Mu Zifeng opened his eyes and lay in the grass, looking at the bright starry sky through the cracks in the bushes.

"Some books record that each star represents a person's fate. Different stars can see the ups and downs of this person's fate. I don't know which star belongs to me?" Mu Zifeng's eyes looked at the sky motionless. Maybe he was about to die. He felt that today's starry sky was the most beautiful, vast and deep, as if there was a magnificent momentum.

Suddenly, the most dazzling star crossed the sky, and the sky in front of us seemed to be trembling. A starlight turned into a silver-like curtain, constantly condensing into a golden and brilliant palace, which was extremely huge and sacred.

The word 'holy church' above the gate of the palace is dazzling, as if it can penetrate people's souls and leave an indelible mark.

The church is supported by eight Optimus Prime, each carved with a giant beast. The statue seems to be rotten and gradually weathered in the long river of time, but it can still feel the lifelike spirit, which is wonderful.

At this time, a tall figure appeared in front of the church. He looked down at the earth and then put on a strange posture, which seemed to be a method of cultivation.

He pulled his back with his chest, his palms in the shape of tiger claws, and his feet were empty as if walking on the mud. Between breathing, you can clearly see the starlight flowing around.

Then, the figure moved and began to evolve into a complex, magical and mysterious martial arts. The martial arts momentum is sometimes like a dragon going out to sea, sometimes like a tiger going down the mountain, sometimes like an eagle hitting the sky. The speed is getting faster and faster, and finally turns into a vague shadow.

"No wonder old people say that people will see their own farewell before they die." Mu Zifeng showed a shallow smile on the corners of his mouth. He opened his eyes wide and wanted to take this unforgettable scene away from the world.

The figure finally became clear, but the martial arts move did not stop. Instead, it changed and seemed to play another kind of martial arts. The hands are constantly wrapped around, forming one circle after another. The slow speed is in sharp contrast to the martial arts at the beginning, which is completely two extremes.

Strong fatigue surged into his heart. Mu Zifeng slowly closed his eyes, but did not see the figure in the sky and the temple palace turn into a light.

Darkness annihilated his last trace of sobriety.

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'Drive...Drive...Drive...'

The earth trembled slightly, and then I saw more than a dozen horses crossing the mountain road and running out from Xirong. The immediate people were all fully armed, wearing armor and carrying bows and machetes.

They are well trained and have mastered horse control skills. More than a dozen horses can maintain a monotonous rhythm when running, so the earth trembles more violently.

After the horse team passed, the mountain road suddenly became cold, and soon heard a faint surprise from the bushes beside the road.

At this moment, Mu Zifeng didn't know what mood to use to express his inner shock. Not only did he not die, but he also felt that his strength was much stronger than yesterday. It's just that the pain from the shoulder is more obvious.

"In my mind..."

Mu Zifeng's expression changed sharply. He felt that there was a crystal clear sphere in his mind, and there was a figure sitting in the middle of the sphere, which was magnificent, supreme and immortal.

"What's going on?"

Suddenly, a strange memory turned in his mind. Mu Zifeng forcibly suppressed his inner panic, closed his eyes and slowly digested it. After a long time, I saw him take a long breath. When he opened his eyes again, there was a trace of invisible light blooming in his pupils.

Immortal magic!

These are the last four big words condensed in my mind.

Scriptures flow slowly in my mind, and pictures change in my mind. It is learned from the scriptures that the human body is an unfathomable mysterious treasure, a vast mysterious world. When the qi and blood in the body are strong to the supreme realm, it can condense the immortal will.

The immortal will dominates the world, and the immortal qi and blood breeds great power.

Mu Zifeng's throat was purring, and the essence of the scriptures in his mind was far beyond his imagination. It was really amazing and great.

He concentrated on looking at those pictures again. There were eight pictures, each of which was a giant beast. They are demonstrating a different martial arts, and the world can be seen trembling and destroying between each martial arts move.

"This is the eight sacred methods in immortal magic, but those giant beasts that evolved martial arts are exactly the same as those statues seen before." Mu Zifeng just wanted to watch further, but a tingling came to his mind, and all the scriptures and pictures disappeared without a trace.

What remains is only words, which is a method of cultivation about the beginning of immortal magic.

As the saying goes, internal refining a breath, external muscles and bones are refined, internal power is the body of martial arts, and external power is used for martial arts. Those who practice internal skills are full of luck, such as building barriers, and all methods are inviolable. Those who practice foreign skills are all in control of people, which is more important than attack.

Only by practicing both inside and outside can you be invincible.

"The immortal magic is so profound and mysterious. I don't know what kind of magical power this martial art will have when it is cultivated to the highest level? Hahaha." Mu Zifeng couldn't help grinning. It was really a blessing in disguise. This time, he survived and got a world-parallel martial arts.

Immortal magic pays attention to the strong strength of blood and gods. At the beginning of cultivation, it only carries the qi and blood in the body, nourishes the muscles and bones, strengthens the internal organs, and penetrates the major acupuncture points of the whole body to stimulate the potential of the body.

"The beginning of all martial arts practice in this world begins with the refining of the body, gradually enhancing its own physical strength and stimulating its potential through external suffering. Therefore, the first realm of martial arts is external skill. Obviously, immortal magic is far beyond all martial arts in the world.

Mu Zifeng's heart is full of unspeakable excitement. Since he was a child, he has been weak, his qi and blood are not prosperous, and his spirit is weak. This immortal magic seems to be tailor-made for him, which is the most appropriate.

"The first step in the cultivation of immortal magic is to learn the form and meaning pile and eight punches."

It is learned from the scriptures that Xingyi Eight Fist is the introductory boxing technique for practicing the Eight Method of the Holy Church, and Xingyi Pile is the basic skill for practicing Xingyi Eight Fist. Mu Zifeng smiled bitterly at this time. Not to mention the skill, it was very difficult for him to stand up even now. Today is better than yesterday, and it is estimated that it is also related to the sphere in my mind.

"In addition to the arrow injury, my injury is a fractured shoulder bone, and my internal organs are fine, which may also be due to keeping my last breath. The weather is very hot, and the injury should be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise it will cause ulceration, and the magic doctor will not be able to save it.

Mu Zifeng looked down at the arrow on his left shoulder. His right arm was almost scrapped and unable to pull it out at all.

"I hope that passers-by can be rescued." After resting for a while, Mu Zifeng used his only strength and finally got up and staggered to the roadside. He was sweating all over and his face was extremely pale and ugly. The road in front of him became shaky and swirling.

Before he fell into a coma again, he saw a carriage at the end of the road.

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"Porceive immortal magic, the first pile of work, and make yourself energetic by stimulating the flow of qi and blood. The pile is successful, and one arm can lift a hundred catties. If you are injured, with Taiji Shenquan, you can speed up the recovery of internal injury. A vague figure is constantly evolving a seemingly slow boxing technique. If you look carefully, each move contains a kind of principle of roundness. At the end of the exercise, a black and white fish-shaped Taiji pattern appeared between his hands.

"Ah."

Mu Zifeng woke up from his dream. He was sweating heavily and his breath was thick, which was a half-truth and half-false dream.

A faint sandalwood fragrance was smelled in his nostrils, and Mu Zifeng's mood gradually calmed down. He turned his head and looked around. This was a simply decorated house with simple and practical things. It seemed that he had been rescued safely.

The arrow on the left shoulder has been pulled out and given trauma medicine. And the right shoulder seems to be coated with a strange layer of medicine, which feels a little cool, and the medicine goes deep into the muscles and bones and feels a little numb.

His spirit is much better. Thinking of everything in his dream just now, he couldn't help laughing, "It would be great if you can practice while sleeping."

With a squeak, the door was pushed open and walked into a woman from the outside. She was petite, wearing a black linen robe, with a black veil on her face, and her hair was fixed with a wooden hairpin. I can't see what this woman looks like, but from the white and tender forehead and clear eyes, I can see that she should be a beautiful and kind person.

"Are you awake?" There was a little surprise in the woman's words, and there was a smile in her eyes. She went to the bedside and put her Qianyu finger on Mu Zifeng's wrist. After a moment, she nodded slightly, "Sir, you have been in a coma for three days, but it's surprising that your injury recovers very quickly. I will prescribe a few more pairs of medicine for you with the golden needle acupuncture point. It can speed up your recovery."

"Thank you for saving my life." Mu Zifeng wanted to sit up, but his hands still couldn't use his strength.

"Don't worry, your shoulders have been hit hard and you need to take good care of yourself, otherwise you may be disabled. During this period, I feel at ease to recover from my injuries here. Let's talk about the rest later.

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