Resurrection of spiritual energy to become a god

Suddenly, sea beasts from all directions came towards them like a tide. Mu Ting wanted to use his spiritual power to take Mu Chen and leave here immediately.

"Pfft..." Suddenly the blood in his heart stagnated, the breath in his body was chaotic, and the spiritual power in his body spread rapidly.

"Father, as long as I have a son, you can go to hell. How am I worse than you? Why do you have to pick everything? The rest is mine.

The same goes for marriage, why is it you who is engaged to Zhao Ziwen, why can't it be me! "Mu Chen said with ferocious eyes.

"If you like him, you can tell me. I won't give you anything you like." Mu Ting said with some sadness. "Why should you give me everything I want? Why should I pick up your junk? I don't like him, I'm just not convinced.

What I want is the in-law relationship of the Zhao family. And if you die, all the resources of the second wife will be mine, and you won’t have to give them away anymore. You can be reunited with your mother, isn’t that great?

I don’t want to be my concubine’s son. After you die, my father will only have my son. When the time comes, he will have to support my mother as his main wife. "

Mu Chen's face no longer looked cute and cute, instead it was full of vicious resentment. "Mu Ting, enjoy the gluttonous feast here. I sprinkled a lot of demon hiding powder and spirit powder on you."

He took out a teleportation talisman in his hand and said with a smile: "Brother, this is the ancient teleportation talisman you gave me, but... I won't thank you." After that, he left here.

Mu Chen came to a low-risk area on the beach and had a fight with a sea beast that was in the early stages of becoming a god. He left with scars all over his body.

Zixuan and the two looked at this scene strangely: "There must be something wrong with this person. He deliberately made himself covered with bruises. Does this person have a tendency to self-abuse?"

Zixuan said: "Who knows!" It's none of their business. The two found a small island to set up the mobile cave and started practicing.

Under a cliff far away from here, two scarred men were lying in a dilapidated thatched hut. One of them slowly opened his eyes even though he was covered in wounds.

He felt pain all over his body that made him feel as if he was worse than dead. It seemed as if every bone in his body had been moved and he couldn't move his whole body.

Only one pair of eyes could see the spider web hanging on the thatched roof. A colorful little spider was dangling on the web, as if it might fall down and land on him at any time.

That spider looks poisonous at first glance

"Creak..." On one wall of the thatched house, a broken wooden board was pushed away.

"Hey, you woke up, I thought you were dead!" Ling Feng saw a teenage boy wearing a rag and with hair like a pile of straw.

He wanted to ask: Who are you, but his lips and tongue couldn't move at all.

He could only stare at the child with his eyes. The child also looked at Ling Feng and curled his lips when he saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time.

He rolled up the torn sleeves hanging on his arms and wiped the green grass juice from Ling Feng's face, then ran out quickly.

After a while, the child ran back with a few herbs in his hands. He squatted on the ground and banged for a while, then used a piece of wood to pick up the mashed herbal juice and covered his face.

The burning sensation on the face gradually cooled down, and as the concoction penetrated, a comfortable feeling appeared on the face. The numbness is also receding little by little.

It was about time for a cup of tea. He felt his mouth slowly opening. The meridians are slowly waking up and recovering, and the tongue can move a little bit.

"Where...is...where?" Ling Feng used all his strength to squeeze out a few words. His body hurt even more and he almost fainted again.

The child said nothing. "Did...did...see...another...injured person?" he said in a short sentence.

The child's eyes moved to the position next to him. After watching for a while, neither of them could move, and then ran away with a "pah... pah...".

Ulan City

This is the gate of Wulan City, and people coming and going pass by the tall and majestic gate as usual.

There were several long queues at the entrance to hand over spiritual stones to the city. Suddenly, a one-horned wind horse flew from a distance and landed at the city gate.

When a pair of huge white wings hit the ground, the air flow whipped up caused the people lining up to enter the city to be turned upside down, causing a commotion at the city gate.

A group of guards surrounded the one-horned wind horse with long, sparkling hair: "Bold, who are you? If you dare to cause trouble at the gate of Ulan City, you don't want to live."

The one-horned wind horse stood quietly without any movement. The guard shouted again: "The city lord has issued an order. There is a restricted air zone within two miles of the city gate. No flying beasts or aircraft are allowed to fly in the sky. Who are you? How dare you Ignore the city lord's orders.

The guards shouted for a long time, but no one got off the horse.

While he was wondering, the guard standing at the city gate saw the man on horseback.

The man was unconscious and covered in bruises. The guard still recognized the man from his face as a member of the Mu family. He immediately reported to the top.

In less than a cup of tea, a group of people came rushing from the city. A middle-aged man flew onto the back of the one-horned horse and picked up the scarred boy on it.

It was probably because he touched the wound and was stimulated while hugging him that the boy made a "hissing..." sound of inhalation.

He slowly opened his eyes, and said "Father...!" from his mouth, like hiccups or babbles.

"Xiaochen...Xiaochen...! Just hold on, father will take you home right now. You didn't go out with your brother. Where are the others?"

The young man fainted again, and the middle-aged man hugged the young man and ran into the city. In a blink of an eye, the city gate that had been in commotion just now returned to calm.

But the voices of discussion are increasing. "Who was that just now?" asked a young man holding a jade bone fan.

"Fellow Taoist, are you a new comer to Ulan City?"

The young man cupped his hands and said: "Exactly"

"Then let me tell you, that is the Mu family among the three major aristocratic families in Ulan City, and the middle-aged man just now is the second master of the Mu family.

But apart from Patriarch Mu, the most powerful person in the Mu family is a monk with great power in void refining. "The man said with a look of yearning.

"Oh...! Is it so powerful?"

"Of course, Mr. Mu is the first person of his generation to enter the realm of spiritual cultivation. Do you think he is powerful or not?" The people around him listened curiously and listened to this man's story.

"Looking at it just now, the injured boy seems to be his son, and he's seriously injured! I don't know who dared to hurt Mr. Mu's son and be so seriously injured."

Everyone in the crowd was talking about the Mu family. Second Master Mu fed a high-grade rejuvenation pill that was pure yellow into Mu Chen's mouth.

Second Master Mu put his hand on Mu Chen's chest to help Mu Chen quickly refine the power of the elixir. :

Mu Chen's injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within a quarter of an hour, Mu Chenchen opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.