The abnormal movement of the blood pool made the huge Mu family panic, but after searching, I couldn't find out what was going on.

The blood pool contains tremendous power. After diving in, the stronger the strength, the more dangerous it is. Even the powerful master of the Transmission Power did not dare to dive to the bottom to see the details. Many years ago, a master from the real person realm in the clan took the risk of sneaking in, but there was no news except for a few bubbles, and his whole body turned into a pool of blood.

Fortunately, the abnormal movements in the blood pool quickly subsided, making people no longer so frightened. What’s strange is that there were some storms from time to time in the past, but now they are calm and there is no slight turbulence, which makes people puzzled.

The vision in the blood pool has subsided, but the rumors have not subsided for a long time.

Some people say that the Mu Mansion was built on a crater and must be relocated quickly; some people say that this is a sign that the Mu Mansion is about to encounter a major disaster, and the world is about to be in chaos, so we must prepare in advance. Some people even say that this is a disaster brought by Mu Feng and his son, the two sinners, and they must be driven out, the faster the better.

When rumors spread in the Mu Mansion, Mu Feng came to the back mountain in the name of picking herbs and practiced quietly on the mountain alone.

After swallowing the blood beads, no phantom appeared behind him like other tribesmen, so naturally he was not qualified to enter the library hall to find suitable practice methods. However, when a person is concentrating on a quiet night, he can sense a numb and itchy feeling all over his body. It is the feeling of tendons and veins repairing, unblocking, and purifying blood vessels. The body gradually becomes stronger and his appetite is much larger than usual!

The blood beads swallowed into the body rotate slowly in the dantian. Every time they rotate, a pure force will be generated, nourishing the body like sweet springs and repairing the tendons and veins.

"Snatch the creation of heaven and earth, and refining the essence of blood..."

Mu Feng murmured to himself, and while sitting in meditation, a mysterious cultivation method appeared in his heart.

The first level of ancient witchcraft, blood refining technique - coagulation!

According to the unfamiliar memories in my mind, this is the gifted magical power of an ancient ancestor witch named Zhu Youxuan. It can condense the enemy's blood and even the corpse into a blood bead, and then obtain the enemy's secrets, power and talented magical powers, and even control the enemy's life and soul. When you practice to the peak, you can pass by thousands of miles of land and turn the entire world into a sea of ​​blood with every move. The blood bead swallowed is a drop of essence and blood from the ancient ancestor witch Zhu Youxuan!

The blood of ancient ancestor witches?

Mu Feng came back from the shock and secretly called luck.

Let alone the power of the blood pool itself. The power of the ancient altar underwater is unimaginable. The stronger the strength, the greater the resistance and attacks you encounter. Fortunately, my tendons and veins were damaged, and there was no trace of spiritual power in my body, and I just dived into a loophole. Who would have thought that a blood pool that even a real person could not dive into, an ordinary person who could not practice at all, would be free to move?

While God closed the door, he quietly opened a window.

In the long life, everyone will encounter various opportunities. Whether they can seize them depends on their own!

Inadvertently, Mu Feng had a little more understanding and understanding of the so-called Tao.

Squeak...

Seeing Mu Feng sitting on the ground motionless for a long time, a hare walked up curiously, approaching carefully, little by little.

Seeing it getting closer and closer, Mu Feng suddenly felt his heart moved.

He calmed down and waited patiently for the hare to come to his side. When he was unprepared, he suddenly picked up a stone and smashed it down. Although he was prepared, unfortunately, his head was still a little short of accuracy. He wanted to smash the head, but he only injured the rabbit's hind legs. After panting for a long time, he finally killed the unlucky little rabbit.

Killing a little rabbit is so hard, but it is indeed useless to be a scholar!

Mu Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, stood beside the little rabbit's corpse and calmed down, carefully recalling the practice of the blood refining method.

Huh...

After a long time, there was a sudden shout. Unfortunately, the little rabbit in front of him did not move at all. Not to mention condensed blood beads, no hair fell off!

"Huh, what's the problem?"

Mu Feng frowned, carefully checked every detail, straightened the rabbit's body, and shouted at its wound again, but there was still no movement. After trying it dozens of times without believing in evil, the rabbit's blood was almost dry and there was no movement, but his throat was almost dry and smoked. If this continues, I am afraid that before the blood refining method has been practiced, he will die of thirst and become the first great witch in history to die of thirst due to practicing martial arts!

Huh...

Mu Feng's voice was hoarse, and he shouted again, never giving up until he achieved his goal.

Seeing that the little rabbit's corpse was motionless, I thought it had failed again, but just as I was about to do it again, a faint fragrance came from my nose. I squatted down and looked, and found a small blood bead as big as a grain of rice at the wound of the little rabbit. I picked it up and observed it, and plucked the courage to swallow it in one bite.

The fragrance moisturizes and melts in the mouth, turning into a clear stream that penetrates into the limbs and bones, nourishing the damaged tendons and veins...

Mu Feng closed his eyes and carefully sensed the taste of the blood beads. It did not have the expected smell of blood. On the contrary, it was accompanied by a faint fragrance. After swallowing it, he was excited, and his fatigue and thirst disappeared. He felt his muscles, bones and veins were secretly strengthening.

Blood refining method!

The ancient witchcraft is indeed wonderful and mysterious!

Mu Feng, who experienced the mystery of witchcraft, was overjoyed and saw the hope of repairing tendons and veins and practicing like others. He put the herbs in a bamboo basket and began to concentrate on hunting and practicing, and found small animals such as hares and squirrels. Gradually, the success rate became higher and higher, and the condensed blood beads became more and more. Some of them were swallowed on the spot, while the rest were carefully hidden close to their bodies.

For him, these blood beads refined by himself are the best pills that even money can’t buy!

It was late at night and people were tired outside for a day and were sewing and washing clothes for others, Situ Qing finally returned home and was exhausted. On the stove, there was a nest of corn porridge hot, and the small stove next to it was boiling herbs. Mu Feng was still reading at night in the wing room. He picked up the shoulder pole beside him and was about to go out to fetch water, but unexpectedly found that the water in the water tank was already full.

Because of damage to the tendons and veins, Mu Feng has been weak and sick since he was a child. In the past, Mu Feng could not do heavy work at all, and even if he carried the water home, he could not lift it up. In the past, Situ Qing carried the water at home himself. When he saw a large tank of water, his first reaction was to worry about whether Mu Feng had twisted his muscles or fell. Through the window, he saw Mu Feng's body was safe and sound. He was reading carefully under the lamp, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mu Yuan, did you see that your son has finally grown up!"

Situ Qing turned around and left, tears filling his eyes.

There was one thing she kept hiding from Mu Feng. His tendons and veins were damaged not because of a serious illness when he was a child, but because he was seriously injured by his enemy on the night his father was killed. Over the years, she was already very happy that Mu Feng had been able to survive well.

"Learn literature and understand the truth, practice martial arts and strengthen your body. Mother, I will definitely not disappoint you!"

After his mother went to bed, Mu Feng gently blew out the oil lamp, put down the "Analects of Confucius" in his hand, and sat cross-legged on the ground to practice. He pinched a mysterious witch seal with his hands, and soon, strands of pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth penetrated into his body, forming an increasingly larger and larger energy vortex over the wing room.

Ancient witchcraft - gathering spirits!

Based on the blood and energy in the body, and the soul of the natal body is used as the guide, it devours the spiritual energy of heaven and earth wandering in the air.

Under the hazy moonlight, Mu Feng quietly practiced the second ancient witchcraft, and a word "Witch" with flying dragons and phoenixes faintly appeared on his eyebrows. In the late night, no one noticed that with his wing as the center, all the insects and birds within a radius of hundreds of steps lurked in horror, not daring to make any noise.
Chapter completed!