Chapter 47: No mistakes, no violations

Mu Yu’s words attracted the attention of many members of the bathhouse, and there were more than a dozen people around to watch the fun, including some adult men.
"Hey, Mu Yu, Brother Mu Yu, actually went back to the family."
"The last time Mu Yu came back from a year ago, that time he had already broken through the purple house, and now he has been at Cangling Wu College for a year. Now I don't know what the realm is."
"Mu Yu and Mulli are close to each other. The last time Mully was beaten by Master Mu Feng, this time is to find a place for Molly. This can be a good show."
These Mu family members are undoubtedly very familiar with Mu Yu.
Mu Feng’s eyebrows wrinkled. He really didn’t want to have any conflicts with his own people. However, since people were bullied on the head, he would not be afraid of things.
"The challenge can be, tomorrow."
Mu Fengdao, he and Mu rushed back all the way, physical exertion is very much, and now it is very disadvantageous.
"Yes, at noon tomorrow, I am waiting for you at the family contest. Although you are a master of the family, but you have no eyes, I will not let you, if you hurt, don't blame me."
Mu Yu sneered.
"Mu Feng, this time you have a good time."
Mully laughed at the side.
"I will return this sentence to you"
Mu Feng looked at Mu Yu, did not look at Mully, and left with Bai Ziyue and Mu Manmu.
"Hey, kid, you know what is desperate when you get there."
When Mu madly passed, he smiled at Molly.
"Oh, big words, Mu Yu is already a trio of small purple people in the purple house. Mu Feng is the first to enter the purple house. How could it be Mu Yu's big brother opponent, Mu Feng, you are ready to lie in bed."
Mully snorted and didn't care.
"Feng Ge, that guy is really annoying"
Bai Zi jumped coldly.
"Children who haven’t experienced the storm, don’t care about him."
Mu Feng faintly said that he was old-fashioned, but he looked at himself as a fifteen-year-old boy.
Mu Yu’s message to challenge Mu Feng was soon spread in the Mu family, which has aroused the interest of many people.
Returning to the yard where he lived, Moulin brought back Mu Yuan, who had not been led for two months.
Pei Yuan Dan is a kind of first-class medicinal medicine, containing vitality, used for cultivation. Mujia disciples have one every month, and one is worth tens of gold coins.
Mu Feng was taken care of by three, and there were six in two months.
Mu Feng took a Pei Yuan Dan and began to cultivate and restore the vitality of the road.
The medicinal herbs enter the abdomen, and the Shura works through the exercises. After a few breaths of the medicinal herbs, they are refining into a white spurt into the abdomen. This refining speed is against the sky.
The average person refining and cultivating Pei Yuan Dan also takes half an hour, and Mu Feng only used a few breaths!
The quality of the exercises determines the speed of refining and the quality of the bones, which determines how much you absorb.
Eight percent of this vitality was absorbed by refining and refining, and it poured into the cyclone. The white cyclone that consumed a lot of vitality became rich, and after taking two Peiyuan Dan, it recovered the peak state of the cyclone.
With four remaining, Mu Feng took two more, refining and revitalizing, condensing a new cyclone. As long as he could condense two cyclones, he would enter the Zifujing.
The time passed slowly, and the night passed quickly. On the second day of the Qingchen, Mu Feng opened the scorpion and exhaled a long white gas in his mouth, which was enough to be one foot long and then sucked into the body.
Standing up, Mu Feng's skeleton bones came a burst of crisp sound, stretching a full-bodied spirit.
He came to his yard, there were some pilings in the yard, activities and muscles, and then recalled the cultivation method of the broken sword.
Mu Feng will mobilize his energy, gather on his fingers, gather in the fingers according to the special meridian route, and put his hands into swords and poke to the piling.
Hey! Hey!
The poked the piling, and the hard and iron pilings were pierced with two shallow finger marks, and the fingertips came from a sharp pain.
Mu Feng gritted his teeth, and then continued to piercing the piling with one finger and another finger. After a while, the tip of his finger became bloody. It was really impossible for Mu Feng to stop and use his vitality to moisten his fingers.
"Kids, this broken gold means that you want to quickly cultivate to perfection, there are ways, so it is very slow to practice."
Said Haoyue.
"Oh, what method?"
Mu Feng stopped and asked.
"The next time you use the hot iron sand to practice, after practicing, use the potion made by tiger bone grass to soak your hands, many times faster than you."
Lu Yuedao, Mu Feng heard no doubt, nodded, he knew that it is a second-order herb, which has a miraculous effect on the recovery of bone injury.
"Feng Shaoye, you get up early"
At this time, Moulin was in Tsing Yi and walked out of the partial room. He stretched out and said hello to Mu Feng.
"Xiaolan, come, and I have two tricks."
Mu Feng smiled.
"Okay, you can't bully me."
Moulin smiled and revealed his little tiger teeth. Then he jumped and kicked directly to Mu Feng with a kick and a chain. Mu Feng had a hand on his back and a handgrip swayed to deal with Mulan’s attack. Pointing two tricks, it seems easy and freehand.
Soon, the two played for half an hour, Mulan tired and sweaty sitting on the ground, and Mu Feng is not red, gas is not breathing, the gap is so obvious.
"If you don't fight, you won't fight, you are too bully, and you can't breathe in one hand."
Moulin sat on the ground and snorted, and Mu Feng laughed and pulled up Xiaolan.
"This little girl's leg shape is a good fit for practicing the leg method. I have a leg technique, a butterfly leg, and you can pass it to her."
Suddenly, Hao Feng said, he secretly responded.
Then Moulin went to prepare breakfast, after breakfast, it was almost noon, Mu Feng, Mu mad, Bai Ziyue and Moulin several people, together to the Mu family's contest.
In the winter, a cold wind swept over, and hundreds of people had gathered in the contest.
Most of these people are Mujia young people who are more than ten or twenty years old. There are also some young men. On the three-meter-high competition field, a blue-shirted young man stands on the chest and stands in the competition.
"Mr. Mu Feng is coming"
Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, and Mu Feng came over.
"Mu Feng, this time you are dead"
Mully sneered at Mu Feng, who knows that Mu Feng walked directly from him, the birds did not bird him, and he chose to ignore it directly. Mu Lie was so angry that he gnashed his teeth.
Mu Feng tiptoe a little, and his body flew up to the three-meter-high martial arts platform, and fell in it, looking at the cold and proud Mu Yu.
"Mu Feng, if you are willing to apologize to Mully, this thing can be considered today."
Mu Yu is cold and cold.
"If I am wrong, I will admit my mistake and apologize. I am not wrong. No one in this world can make me guilty."
Mu Feng carried his hands, faint, and determined.
The two eyes looked at each other, and the surrounding air temperature seemed to drop by another two points. A cold wind blew the juvenile black shirt hunting long hair, fighting, and hitting it!