() The room gradually became peaceful with the roar of Huan Lao. The looming moon hung in the night sky, occasionally emitting bright moonlight. The silver light filled the entire Hongyun City and the entire Xiao family.
In the following half month, Mu Wenxuan practiced hard every day. Of course, there were also various threats and inducements from Huan Lao. From simple running to cross-legged exercise, both physical strength and star arrow power were improved.
significant increase.
On the next night, the waxing and waning moon hung as high as before, and light blue fluorescence shone through the window. The young man in the room sat cross-legged with his knees closed, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he exuded wealth while breathing.
Rhythmic melody.
The young man was surrounded by light blue fluorescence. In addition, there were also strange powdery herbs. They kept shuttled over the young man's body, washing his muscles and bones, impacting his meridians, and making him feel invigorated.
Suddenly, the air around him slackened for a moment, and his dark eyes suddenly opened. They were extremely deep, as if they could swallow up the black holes in the starry sky. The corners of Mu Wenxuan's mouth raised slightly, raising a confident angle.
"Finally reached the second star disciple." Mu Wenxuan raised his left hand and looked at the two clear golden stars on his little finger. There is a subtle relationship between them. They are all connected by thin golden threads to form the so-called constellation.
.
Mu Wenxuan couldn't help sighing, and sat down on the bed. He was really exhausted after half a month.
Mr. Huan, who was floating in the air, nodded with the same approval. He had seen Mu Wenxuan's efforts in the past half month. Putting aside his talent, his perseverance and perseverance could make him free.
My heart feels happy.
"Now that you have reached the level of two star disciples, these medicines can no longer keep up with your intake. If you want to continue to improve in another month and reach the three star level in one fell swoop, tomorrow you need to go to the surrounding markets and purchase some high-quality medicines.
Herbs.”
Hearing this, Mu Wenxuan stood up and stretched his muscles, biting his lower lip sadly: "But master, my disciple is so short of money."
"This is none of my business." Huanlao rolled his eyes and said as if it was none of his business.
Sighing deeply, Mu Wenxuan thought in his mind: "It's a bad way to make friends, no, it's a bad way to recognize a teacher. It seems like this matter is going to trouble Fan An again. It's time for him to think of ways to make some income. This is a journey of cultivation."
If you don’t have a strong background, it’s really not a job for people to do.”
Reluctantly, Mu Wenxuan waved the 'Silver Feather Ling' he was playing with and knocked it against the wall to vent his dissatisfaction.
Unexpectedly, Huan Lao immediately became anxious when he saw this scene: "Boy, where did you get this thing?"
Mu Wenxuan rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "Master, I have been carrying Yin Yu Ling, okay? As for why you don't know, it's not your fault. You have been keeping it in your finger bones and rarely come out. It's natural that you didn't see it."
Huanlao coughed to hide his embarrassment and said: "Little mosquito, let me tell you, this thing in your hand is a treasure. I can't even tell what material it is made of. It's just
I can feel that there is a powerful star power sealed in it, which even makes me feel scared. If used properly, this is a complete killer weapon."
"How many times have I told you, don't call me a mosquito? Is this Silver Feather Ling really as powerful as you said?" After hearing the news, my mother looked at the Silver Feather Ling in her hand questioningly, and then looked at it disapprovingly.
Poke a few times on the wall.
Huan Lao's floating soul almost jumped up: "You dare to question my judgment?"
Seeing Huan Lao who was about to become anxious, Mu Wenxuan immediately smiled and said, "How could it be possible? My master is so powerful. How could I question you?"
After listening to Mu Wenxuan's words, Huan Lao nodded, "Okay, I'll spare you this time." After saying that, Huan Lao entered his finger bones again, not forgetting to leave a sentence: "Treat this silver well.
Yu Ling, maybe I can solve your crisis in the future."
Seeing Huan Lao disappear, Mu Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the silver feather feather in his hand and murmured to himself, "Are you really as powerful as Huan Lao said? Why did you appear in my life?"
In the house?”
He did not reveal the four sentences in his nightmare, but Mu Wenxuan also knew in his heart that this Silver Feather Ling was definitely not a simple arrow, and it must contain a powerful secret.
With inner confusion, Mu Wenxuan gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In the early morning of the second day, dazzling light shone down and entered the room through the corner of the window.
"The dazzling starry sky shines through the mirror, the Qinghai coral paddlewheel dream, the silver feather feathers pierced through the throat, a cold-winged destiny halberd."
With the four familiar sentences in his mind, Mu Wenxuan opened his eyes slightly. Over time, the same four sentences that remained unchanged had become familiar to him and became a part of his life.
"Get up and go out quickly. I'll give you a day off today. Remember these medicinal materials and don't forget to bring them back in the evening." Huanlao floated out from his little finger and said jokingly: "Mingqin flower stamens, psychedelic vines, and blood bear totems."
, and also brought back some more Roman star grass to use as medicine."
All the messy medicinal materials fell into Mu Wenxuan's mind, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart: "How can he act like a master? He is even more cash-poor than me. Oh, forget it, for the sake of his old age.
For the sake of helping me practice, I endured it."
Of course, besides being patient, Mu Wenxuan really had no other option.
After leaving the guest room, dragging his body reluctantly and walking heavily, Mu Wenxuan finally arrived at the door of Meng Fanan's room. He was very entangled in his heart. No matter what, he was a man of seven feet, and it was inevitable that he would reach out to girls.
Feel embarrassed.
But except for Meng Fan'an, Mu Wenxuan really didn't know what to do. As a last resort, he finally raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.
Unexpectedly, at this time, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the inside out. An old man in his fifties with gray hair and a childish face came out. When he saw Mu Wenxuan, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed slightly sarcastically: "
Are you Mu Wenxuan? You are so young and promising."
Mu Wenxuan frowned, then replied politely: "Hello, grandpa, I am Mu Wenxuan."
"Oh Brother Wenxuan, why are you here?" Hearing the conversation between the two, Meng Fan'an walked out of the room, his blue hair slightly avoiding the eyes, showing a brief charm: "I haven't seen you recently.
What are you busy with every day?"
Seeing Meng Fan'an, Mu Wenxuan exhaled calmly, then nodded to the old man and walked to Meng Fan'an: "Well, I have been practicing recently. It's rare to take a day off. I came to see you quickly."