Chapter 245: Small motorcycle

Chen Lingfeng pulled off the drooping rags on the damaged sleeves, then put some ointment on the wound, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, it's just a skin injury, the boss doesn't need to worry."
Mu Yang hurriedly took out a spicy chicken strip. Chen Lingfeng felt that this little injury would not use such a valuable thing, but Mu Yang insisted that he eat it.
Chen Lingfeng couldn't help but ate it.
Mu Yang said guiltily, "Um... I didn't expect this to happen..."
Chen Lingfeng said: "Boss, you don't have to blame yourself. The sword has no eyes. You may get hurt when we compare with each other. When I practice with Qin Yun, we often hang the lottery. You should be happy. To be honest, I didn't expect you to have With such a big improvement, I am distracted by the shock."
It was the first time that Mu Yang saw Chen Lingfeng's eyes with admiration. This was the first time Lingfeng looked at Mu Yang with such eyes.
Mu Yang grabbed the back of his head awkwardly, and said with a smile: "Haha, I know you suppressed your strength, otherwise I would have lost the sword just now."
"Actually it's not." Chen Lingfeng shook his head, "The temperament of your sword just now is too terrifying. For a moment I fell into fear, and I was stunned."
Mu Yang pinched his waist with both hands, and laughed up to the sky, "Hahaha, it can scare you, this is enough for me to blow for a year!"
Three black lines crossed Chen Lingfeng's forehead, and he knew that he couldn't be praised, and he would float when he praised him. Then, Chen Lingfeng said, "However, I feel that your temperament is still something."
"Ahem... ahem!"
Mu Yang almost didn't choke to death with his saliva, and asked blankly: "What's wrong?"
Chen Lingfeng recalled the scene just now, staring at Mu Yang and said, "Murderish."
Mu Yang was taken aback. It seemed that he hadn't considered this factor. The point was that he didn't say anything about the formula. He is an immature young boy, how can he know what murderousness is.
Chen Lingfeng said: "Actually, murderous intent is not something that you can control yourself. Only when you sharpen it in life and death, you will have it subtly. If you kill enough people, even if you don't do it, murderous intent will linger and make your opponents afraid."
However, Mu Yang had always resisted such things as murder. Although Bloodwind was killed that night, he was not hacked to death with his own hands after all, but was killed by a magic talisman.
"Of course, your cold temperament is enough to scare your opponent, I just think that murderous aura will match your martial arts better."
Mu Yang had listened to Chen Lingfeng's suggestion, leaving a heart in his heart. Murderous aura was actually a manifestation of temperament, but it was more domineering and aggressive.
The murderous aura of a veteran who has been on the battlefield, who was struggling through life and death, is definitely not comparable to a young man who is talented in practicing all day long.
Brother Gou said to Mu Yang solemnly: "For now, you don't need to deliberately seek murderous intent. Murderous intent needs to be conceived by killing. The more you kill, the heavier the murderous aura will be, and the heavier the murderous aura will be. , It is very possible to lose yourself in the killing and become a murderous demon."
There are too many people in history who entered the way because of killing, but also ruined themselves because of killing. The smell of blood is the easiest to get lost.
Mu Yang and Chen Lingfeng stopped discussing for a while, each digesting the details of the battle. Through actual combat, they can find their shortcomings to a large extent and improve them.
The number of people in Yunmeng Realm grew more and more day by day, and many disciples simply set up tents here for the final sprint.
However, Mu Yang still followed the original schedule, and had a very fulfilling daily life. The elders also preferred content that was useful for the Battle of the Eight directions in the arrangement of the courses.
With half a month before the Battle of the Eight Directions, Mu Yang successfully broke through to the fifth level of the Spiritual Vessel Realm!
"Finally! Breakthrough!"
Mu Yang jumped up from the futon with excitement, but he could be regarded as catching up, a lot of spiritual power flowed in his body, and I felt the most awesome in the world.
However, Mu Yang was sluggish for a while, then quickly sat down and re-entered.
Because the trading space of small shops has begun to change!
After waiting so long, Mu Yang has been waiting for so long, and Gou has been waiting for so long, it finally began to change.
In the entire trading space, there was a rumbling sound, like an earthquake, Brother Gou ran out of the small shop and looked around in the open area of ​​the courtyard.
Brother Gou exclaimed very excitedly: "I want to upgrade, I want to upgrade!"
Mu Yang stared at the entire space closely, waiting for its changes, and finally, the small shop began to emit a golden light.
The original wooden sign of the "Guge Xiaotong" has changed into a golden metallic plaque!
The overall shape of the small shop is also plated with a layer of gold, in short it looks a lot richer.
More than that, Mu Yang also noticed that on the left side of the original small shop, another small shed appeared, which looked like a garage.
Until this time, the change of the small selling shop was over, it should be regarded as a successful upgrade.
The new small shop gave Muyang a sense of wealth. However, he was still very interested in that small shed~EbookFREE.me~ The dog ran to the small shed, and a tool came out from it.
Mu Yang looked intently, and everyone was stupid, "Fuck? Isn't this a motorcycle? This texture is pretty exciting, but is the small shop a bit too awesome? You can even get a motorcycle? Is it really true? The earth is here? Isn't this bad? I am riding a motorcycle in Lingwu Continent. Wouldn't it be fun?"
This motorcycle is black all over and looks very thick. The difference from Mu Yang's memory is that it has no tailpipe.
Brother Gou touched the motorcycle with his dog's paw and said: "This should be your little motorcycle. This thing is very powerful. No matter what terrain it is, it can walk on the ground and ignore gravity. , Fly directly to the sky! Very fast, travel, must have good things."
But Mu Yang was curious about another thing, "Does this thing burn oil or natural gas?"
It doesn't seem to be the same, after all, it doesn't even have an exhaust pipe.
Brother Gou moved his ears and said, "What is it, what kind of natural gas? Of course it is burning spirit stones."
Mu Yang slapped his forehead, knowing that he must be a money-burner again, and what this system gives is not so good to take advantage of.
"How long can a spirit stone run?"
Brother Gou tilted his head and thought for a long time, and then said: "About a super-grade spirit stone, you can run for half an hour. It depends on how you use it. If you want to fly directly to the sky, you need a lot of spirit stones to support it."
All in all, it's quite a burn!
How far you can run and how high you can fly depends entirely on how much money you have.
But Mu Yang is quite satisfied. Is the money still not profitable? With this small motorcycle, you will no longer need to ride on Chen Lingfeng's flying carpet in the future, you can drive the wind racing everywhere by yourself!