Chapter 139 100 Days of Hardship

In the medicine hall, the eight knife king lay on the ground with an dying breath. His muscles twitched from time to time, and his face was full of gray. The Eight Swords King is a famous innate ancestor of the Sea God Empire. He has practiced swordsmanship since childhood, and there are eight heavenly swordsmanships.

With extraordinary talent and eight knives in one, he created a sword drawing skill comparable to king-level martial arts, so as to successfully advance to the innate realm. Later, he was eager to achieve success, so that his foundation was unstable and collapsed. His congenital qi was uncontrollable in his body and went crazy.

Mu Zifeng withdrew his finger from the wrist of the Eight Knife King, turned to look at the martial arts master disciples at the door, and said, "You all go out. I won't allow anyone to be present when I heal the Eight Knife King."

"Zifeng, this is the Haishenyuan, can't we ancestors do it?"

The four ancestors in the medicine hall all looked dissatisfied, but in front of Hai Ruolan, they were also inconvenient to attack.

"Four ancestors, let's all go out." Hai Ruolan still took the lead and walked out. The four ancestors stared fiercely at Mu Zifeng and walked out of the medicine hall gloom.

The alien innate power will conflict with its own power, so ordinary ancestors will not try it easily. But Mu Zifeng is different. His heavenly cave needs endless innate power to transform the dead world. The so-called alien innate power can only be forcibly transformed when it comes there.

When the door was closed, a faint smile appeared at the corners of Mu Zifeng's mouth. He reached out to cover the Dantian acupoint of the lower abdomen of the Eight Sword King. The big demon hand gently urged, and he felt a riot/unturbulent innate force pour into his meridian, and then controlled to enter the source of devouring power.

"Hmm." The unconscious Eight Sword King couldn't help humming, and his body function reacted.

"Good essence of innate power, if this eight knife king is not enchanted, he is qualified to challenge the ancestor of the heavenly realm." Mu Zifeng was afraid that his devouring was too domineering, so he could only slowly pull out the innate power in the body of the Eight Swords King.

It took two hours for Mu Zifeng to finish his work. Instead of being tired at all, he was energetic and energetic.

"I didn't expect to peek at the luck of drawing knives, which is equivalent to an extra king-level martial arts secret book." Mu Zifeng pointed out to try the pulse of the Eight Knife King. The restlessness in his body had completely disappeared, and he no longer twitched. His face recovered a little blood, and his breath was stable and peaceful.

Mu Zifeng was secretly lucky, and his forehead was full of sweat, with a look of great vitality. "Come in."

The door crashed open, and Hai Ruolan came in first. She carefully checked the injury of the Eight Knife King, and the nervousness finally relaxed.

The four ancestors of the medicine hall also looked at it one after another and their looks slightly changed. They entered an innate force. As a result, the innate power in Dantian's body completely disappeared. Except for the first weather core, all the hidden dangers on their bodies were resolved.

"Zifeng, how do you resolve the innate power in the body of the Eight Swords King?" An ancestor asked in a low voice.

Mu Zifeng wiped the sweat on his face, staggered and stood up and said, "A secret skill that the younger generation knows needs to stimulate his own spirit to perform it with the method of sacrifice, which can melt all different true qi power. This self-harm secret art can only be used three times in a lifetime, and it is extremely difficult to practice. It needs to use the heart and blood of 99 martial arts masters as an introduction. It can be said that this secret art is close to magic. If the ancestors want..."

"Well, you don't have to go on." The ancestor quickly stopped Mu Zifeng. He took out a transparent jade bottle from his arms, which contained a golden elixir the size of a longan. "This is a congenital elixir, which is a reward for you."

"Thank you, ancestor."

Mu Zifeng put it away calmly. The innate elixir can't be refined by anyone. It's hard to find a elixir. After a peak martial arts master is served, it can increase the chance of a breakthrough, and its effect can catch up with the seeds of congenital qi. The more such an anti-sky elixir, the better.

"Princess Ruolan, don't forget your promise to leave first." Mu Zifeng returned to his room and slept first. When the sun set in Xishan, he was awakened by the footsteps outside the door.

Hai Ruolan sent the whip, which was forged from a soft crystal material, which was extracted from meteorites falling from the sky and was very rare. Therefore, there are not many practice whips in the world, because what kind of power a martial art can exert has a lot to do with the advantages and disadvantages of weapons.

"What a whip." Mu Zifeng sincerely exclaimed that this whip is 25 meters long, just wrapping its arms, rippled with pure innate power. "Princess Ruolan is so bold that even these treasures are willing to take action. Think about it carefully, it has taken a big advantage."

Hai Ruolan raised her eyebrows and her bright red lips were slightly raised. "Can you teach me that secret skill?"

"Do you think it's okay?" Mu Zifeng smiled, put away the magic whip, and then pushed the door out. "I'm going to practice. Don't forget to close the door before you leave."

"Wait, there is a martial arts competition in the palace tonight, which is a competition between the two ancestors of the chemical soldiers. Do you want to watch it?"

Mu Zifeng paused and seemed to think of something, "Are they all your royal ancestors?"

"One of them is the vice island owner of the slaughter king of Alcatraz. He has been visiting our Neptune Empire for a long time. Master competition is also good for our future cultivation. How about the extra reward given to you?"

"Damn, that old man is still in the capital of the Nephen Empire. I don't know if he has been exposed. It seems that this Nephenyuan is not so safe." Mu Zifeng scolded a few times in his heart, and he shook his head directly, "What's there to see, but when you go to deal with the psychic silver python, don't forget to inform me. In the future, I will practice in a deep mountain outside the city.

Mu Zifeng flew away, and he found a wide valley outside the city, where the streams were gurgling and flocks of birds, and there was a quiet beauty in the noise.

The whip is very different from other weapons. First, its whip is too long, second, it is very soft, and third, it requires enough space to display. The reason why ordinary people practice swordsmanship, knife skills, hammer skills, etc. is that these weapons are easier to practice to the level of military unity.

No matter what weapon it is, if you want to maximize its auxiliary attack power, you must first fully master its characteristics, be able to connect your own strength, and cultivate it like your own right-arm, so that the essence of martial arts can be fully exerted.

It is boring to practice alone in the deep mountains and old forests, but Mu Zifeng is not tired. Every king-level martial arts contains profound martial arts principles, which need to be slowly considered and carefully experienced. His Dantian true qi has disappeared, and the innate power that can be stimulated is also minimal, so it is relatively difficult to practice the forbidden dragon meteorite whip method.

There are five major killing moves in the forbidden dragon whip, winding dragon whip, dragon whip, dragon whip, dragon whip, and dragon whip. Each big killing move is also divided into six or 36 different changes. The whip method is difficult to practice, but once it is achieved, its power is earth-shaking.

Time passed day by, and unconsciously, the surrounding valleys were dressed in green again, and spring came. On this day, after Mu Zifeng practiced the forbidden dragon meteorite whip method, just after washing his face by the stream, more than a dozen winds came from above his head.

Turning around, those people landed ten meters away and bowed to Mu Zifeng at the same time.

They are all disciples of Haishenyuan, and so many people don't know what's going on.

"Brother Zifeng, you have been diving for three months. Princess Ruolan asked us to inform you that you will go to the mainland world in a few days. I don't know if you are ready?"

Three months? Mu Zifeng was stunned. How time flies. It has been a hundred days since he stayed here to study. In this way, isn't it almost a year to enter the ocean world?

In a year, I have successfully broken through to the master's realm, but I have not cultivated to the peak, which is the real bottleneck of cultivation. At least 9,100 martial arts masters have been trapped in this realm all their lives and can never break through.

It is precisely because of this that the status of the ancestor is supreme.

Mu Zifeng began with his practice and spent a year and a half to advance all the way from an ordinary person to Pannirvana, but in the next year, he only broke through one realm and was still wandering.

Fortunately, he opened a few more acupuncture points, and the power of qi and blood is still steadily increasing. Now he has opened 30 acupuncture points. As soon as his thinking moves, his qi and blood are rolling, and his momentum is boiling.

The power of external power has also increased to 220,000 catties, which is really a terrible mess. Even if the ancestor of the heavenly realm will not take any advantage of him.

"I want to relax the blockade of Alcatraz Island, but after staying here for so long, the overlord must have returned to the mainland world a long time ago, and the Flying Star King and others have not felt it at all for so long. Did they really have an accident and died?" Mu Zifeng has always had this worry, but after thinking about it, he feels impossible. At least Liu Feng is not an ordinary person. Since he can be regarded by the seeker, he naturally has the means to turn over.

"Brother, can we go? Princess Ruolan is still waiting for our reply.

"I have other important things. You can go back and tell Princess Ruolan that we are meeting on Lost Island." After Mu Zifeng finished speaking, his body disappeared in a flash, and his speed was unbeatable in the realm of soldiers.

"It's awesome. No wonder Sister Ruolan is afraid of him."

"I heard that when I went to the Lost Island to save the Eight Sword King three months ago, Brother Zifeng scared the psychic silver python into the water with one punch and did not dare to show up."

"How powerful he is and more talented than the son of Nephen. In the past three months, Princess Ruolan has tried her best to practice the amazing sea dragon god. It is rumored that she has cultivated a type of 'dragon swallowing the moon' to the highest level, and she can swallow all the attacks of the ancestors in the natural realm with one move, which is very terrible."

"Those ancestors in the Haishenyuan are no longer her enemies, and only the ancestors of Tianrenjing can suppress her. In the future, when you enter a martial arts holy place in the mainland world, you will immediately receive the highest treatment and become an inner disciple.

"Well, in the future, we will follow Princess Ruolan, and we will also have a great opportunity to hit the practice atmosphere. Let's go back and report what happened here first, so as not to delay the princess's big event.

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