The next day, just like the recent cold winter, the weather was particularly harsh. Now Mu Feiliu has reached the fourth level of body quenching, and her skin is as hard as wood and stone, so she is not afraid of the cold.

After breakfast, he still couldn't see his father, so he could only rush to the back mountain with some uncertainty.

"Qingyin, just stay at home. My brother is going to the back mountain to find my father. You should be good at home alone."

"Yeah, Brother Feiliu went and came back early, and he disappeared from his father early in the morning. I'm afraid his father had been waiting for you in the back mountain. If you don't go there quickly, you may be scolded, hehe."

Listening to her sister's slightly teasing words, Mu Feiliu's mood improved early in the morning.

"Okay, brother knows, brother is gone now. Don't run around when you are alone at home."

As he said that, Mu Fei flowed out to the back mountain, but he didn't realize that he had reached the fourth level of body tempering, not afraid of the coldness of winter, but he chanted lightly, as if nothing had happened, and was not affected by the weather at all. There seemed to be a little unusual...

The back mountain is a small forest, and maple trees as thick as buckets can be seen everywhere, but they are bare and have no leaves.

"Dad, have you already arrived at the back mountain? I am Feiliu, I'm here to find you."

"Okay, stop shouting, I will not go back on my word if I agree to teach you martial arts." Just as Mu Feiliu was still looking around, Mu Hanfeng had already appeared behind him.

"Hehe, Dad, what martial arts are you going to teach me today? Is it powerful? Can you defeat that little mistress Mu Qingyu?"

"Fei Liu, Dad, please ask you, why do you need to practice?"

"Does it still need to ask? Of course, you have to become stronger. If you have become stronger than your father, you will be qualified to know what I had on the day I was born. Only when I become stronger can I have enough ability to save my mother and achieve my father's unfulfilled wish."

Mu Hanfeng nodded in approval, then frowned: "Okay, since you know that the purpose of your cultivation is to become stronger, then do you think it is wrong to just put your own eyes on Mu Qingyu? If you know your goals, you should not be limited to Mu Qingyu. He is just a stepping stone on your future cultivation path."

"The most important thing for a cultivator is to cultivate his mind. If his vision is not long-term, then his achievements will be limited throughout his life. In the future, you must remember that if you want to become a strong person, you must have the attitude of becoming a strong person and a heart to become a strong person."

"Dad, Fei Liu understands it."

"The martial arts in the world are divided into nine grades, three vehicles, one, two and three levels are the lowest, followed by middle and seven or nine levels, which are the best. The martial arts taught to you today are called: Thunder Wind Legs, which is the third level of lower leg technique, which is obtained by your father's years of adventure."

Mu Fei nodded repeatedly, not disappointed because of the low-level martial arts that were just a lower-level third-grade level. He also understood that it was not realistic to eat a fat man in one bite.

"Besides, the third grade of the lower class is not low. The strongest martial arts in the family, the Golden Body Art is only the fifth grade of the middle class. This is quite good for beginners like me."

As if satisfied with Feiliu's attitude, Mu Hanfeng paused and said, "You are too weak at the moment. You really don't have a good choice, but don't underestimate this martial arts. It makes sense that my father was interested in this martial arts when he was out."

The level of martial arts can be divided into high or low levels, but more importantly, the cultivator himself. In the hands of a real strong man, even the lower-grade martial arts can have amazing lethality. The stronger the cultivator himself is, the stronger the power of the martial arts he exerted.

Mu Feiliu heard his father say this and his little face was also bitter. After all, his father still thought he was too weak, or deliberately attacking him, and did not want him to be arrogant.

Looking at Mu Feiliu's expression, Mu Hanfeng also knew that what he said just now had achieved his goal.

"However, you don't have to be too discouraged. Although this Thunder Wind Leg is only a third-grade martial art, it is important to learn this martial arts without too long to think about it. Moreover, this martial arts has a secret force. Others are careless for a moment, and this martial arts can give it a fatal blow, which is why I valued it at the beginning."

"The maple tree in front of me is just the thickness of my arms and flowing. I concentrate my strength on my legs and try my best to kick this tree. I want to see how you are now."

Mu Feiliu didn't say nonsense this time, and kicked the maple tree with all his might.

"Crack." With a crisp sound, the maple tree as thick as an arm broke from Mu Feiliu's foot, but Mu Feiliu himself grinned in pain.

"If you don't become a weapon, you will know how to use brute force. If you look at it, the next thing is the martial arts your father wants to teach you."

As he said that, Mu Hanfeng shouted softly, suddenly spread his hands and feet, and moved his steps. He saw that his body was like a tiger. With a few flashes, he ran to a maple tree. His left leg bent, his body was crescent, and his right leg suddenly kicked hard on the giant tree. There was no loud noise, and time stopped at the moment when Mu Hanfeng pressed his right foot against the giant tree.

Until Mu Hanfeng closed his feet, Mu Feiliu glanced at his father's right foot with some distress.

"Dad, this tree is as thick as a bucket, and your kick is quite real, hehehe." Mu Feiliu's face was so exciting and exciting when he said this.

Mu Hanfeng ignored Fei Liu's words, and his slightly puzzled look, and just shouted in a low voice: "Broken."

I saw that the giant tree, which had no movement, broke with Mu Hanfeng's low shout, and then cracked with a click.

The giant tree fell toward Mu Feiliu by chance. Feiliu shouted, "Oh my god, it's so scary, and hurriedly dodged to the side."

When the giant tree fell down, Mu Feiliu looked at the broken place of the giant tree in shock. It was uneven. It was obviously because of excessive force, and it was broken by the huge force.

"Dad, how did you do it? Is this the effect of Yuanli?" At this time, Mu Feiliu looked at Mu Hanfeng with admiration, and there was no trace of the wonderful expression of just now, just looking at jokes.

"If the Yuan power is used, the broken place should be neatly tidy as a knife, and it will not be so uneven. This is just the power of the body."

"The power of the body, Dad, it turns out that you are so strong."

"Cough cough cough...cough cough" Mu Feiliu just finished saying this, Mu Hanfeng coughed violently inappropriately, and his face also showed an unhealthy flush.

This also made Mu Fei run over his head and couldn't help but laugh: "Why is this dad so careless? I can't praise you just a few words. So, my dad must have suffered a lot back then."

"Okay, I..."

"What are you? You don't urinate yourself and look in the mirror. Just a dog like you deserves to let my sister be a maid for you?" Before Mu Qingyin could say the words "any promise" Mu Feiliu appeared in the crowd.

"Brother Feiliu, you are here, let's go quickly." Mu Qingyin's words were filled with joy, but she didn't stop at her feet, and took Brother Feiliu's hand and was about to leave.

"Go? Where to go? Little waste, I'm afraid you were the one who was taught the lesson last time? Is it not the education that was not profound enough? It doesn't matter, this time I won't mind, let you have a good memory."

Mu Feiliu pulled her sister's nervous little hand, looked at her with a smile and said, "Qingyin, do you believe in Brother Feiliu?"

"Qingyin has always believed in her brother." Looking at Brother Feiliu with a confident smile in front of her, Mu Qingyin said in a fascination.

"Okay, then you should watch your brother Feiliu beat the dog in the water. He wants to bully Qingyin. I don't want to bully anyone. Is he worthy?" When he said this, the smile on Mu Feiliu's face had disappeared, replaced by an unspeakable cold look. But Mu Qingyu, who was facing away from him, did not appear.

"Bah, it seems that you are such a little thing that has a mother but not a mother, you have really become more courageous and will not run away. Then you are ready to be beaten into a pig's head by me." As he said that, Mu Qingyu rushed over with a look of reticence.

Listening to this, Mu Feiliu's expression became even more gloomy.

Meteor Fist, Mu Qingyu had no intention of showing mercy at all, and he used the inferior third-grade martial art - Meteor Fist.

Mu Feiliu won't passively wait for him to hit him. Think about the martial arts my father taught him today. After practicing all day, it's time to try it out.

Just as Mu Qingyu's fist was about to reach Mu Fei Liumian, and everyone looked gloating and laughing at the joke, to be honest, it was fake to say that they were not nervous. After all, they were just a beginner in martial arts. Just when Mu Qingyu's fist was about to reach Fei Liumian.

Mu Hanfeng's posture of using martial arts in the morning flew backwards in his mind. Mu Feiliu suddenly spread his hands and feet and moved his steps. He saw that his body was like a tiger, and he avoided Mu Qingyu's punch. With a few flashes, he quickly rushed to Mu Qingyu, bent his left leg, his body was crescent-shaped, and his right leg suddenly kicked Mu Qingyu's knee.

Mu Qingyu fell down, and Mu Qingyu, who was watching the fun, was stunned. Just two days ago, the little trash who was beaten down by his young master, knocked down his young master?

Mu Feiliu said in her heart: "Break."

Mu Qingyu lay on the ground and shouted like a pig. Just now, his legs were cracking, and it was probably broken.

Compared to their dumbfoundedness, Mu Feiliu beat the dog in the water without hesitation, and kicked it hard when he went up. After a while, before Mu Qingyu could come back to his senses, he was kicked into a pig's head.

"Brother Feiliu, stop beating, it will be a life of killing me if I beat you again." Although I felt relieved, Mu Qingyin still had to remind Brother Feiliu.

"Hmph! Who made him dare to bully our family?" Mu Feiliu still took his feet away as he said this.

"You, you, why don't you help me get up quickly? Mu, Mu Feiliu, you, wait for me. This time, I'm not prepared for this time. When the clan competition, I will find it back. At that time, I will let you lose all your face in front of the clan members." Mu Qingyu stammered and said in a daze.

"Get out, if you have any means, just come to me and stop beating my sister, otherwise I don't mind killing you now." Mu Feiliu still maintained a cold face at this time.

His eyes were swollen and narrowed into a slit. Looking at Mu Feiliu with a cold face in front of him, Mu Qingyu couldn't help but feel cold. He had no doubt that if he dared to speak loudly, Mu Feiliu would really ruin him: "A bunch of useless things, why don't you help me leave quickly."

Mu Qingyu didn't care about his face, and shouted as the servant helped him and ran away as if he ran away.

On the day of the lantern decoration and the golden list, I wish the 2O17 candidates a prize list!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!