The power of self-cultivation is in the interstellar

When Mu Xiu woke up, he was a little dizzy.

He pressed his forehead and thought, this is also a novel feeling.

Alcohol has a lot of stamina. This body has never drunk alcohol, and it was the first time last night.

He lay on the bed for a long time before he got up, stretched his muscles and bones, washed up and was ready to go out to worship the five internal organs temple.

Mu Xiu appeared again at the small noodle shop, the closest one, and he was too lazy to go too far.

When he went, there were already people in the noodle shop, and several young people with different hairstyles were talking loudly, with passionate voices.

When Mu Xiu entered, he was just sitting in the corner. He was careless with his chin resting on his shoulders, but when he heard that what those people said seemed to be related to him, Mu Xiu divided his attention.

It turned out that they were still acquaintances, the children he met at the alley when he came back yesterday.

The bowl of noodles he asked for came out quickly.

Mu Xiu ate while listening.

Although it is still so unpalatable, who told him that he can't cook?

It didn't take long to hear what he was interested in. It turned out that the group of people he taught last night were wiped out.

Mu Xiu spared them half their lives, but what they were waiting for was not rescue, but the blade of the enemy.

After Mu Xiu left, it didn't take long for him to run into opponents who had a rift with them, and then he made up for those who had no resistance.

Strictly speaking, Mu Xiu was also one of the murderers who caused their deaths.

In this way, Mu Xiu can be regarded as avenging the original body.

"Third Master Sang has already said that he wants the little devil Mu and the people of the Eagle Gang to pay in blood. Do you think little devil Mu can escape this time?"

"Certainly not, what kind of character is Third Master Sang! How can Little Devil Mu fight against a force by himself! I don't think he can hide this time!"

"Didn't you escape from death last time?"

"How can it be the same as last time?"

"..."

There was a lot of talk there, and Mu Xiu listened with gusto, and before he knew it, he had finished eating a bowl of unpalatable noodles.

Anyone who can occupy a place in a chaotic place is still a powerful person.

That Third Master Sang was the one Mu Xiu had offended before, and those who troubled Mu Xiu repeatedly were those who were attached to Third Master Sang, including those people last night.

If you don't want to continue to provoke, it is best for Mu Xiu to leave Falling Street at this time, but Mu Xiu is not a person who suffers a loss and endures it.

If he wants to settle the many causes and effects of his original body, he must confront Third Master Sang.

So even if he doesn't want to fight anymore, he has to solve these troubles himself.

Then the excited babble suddenly fell silent.

Because they see that the Lord they are talking about is also here.

The yellow hairs trembled like a sieve.

Every time you talk behind your back, you are caught by the righteous master, why is it so unlucky?

They won't be poked a few holes in their bodies like those people last night, right?

Seeing the other party stand up, Huang Mao was shocked, and his strong desire to survive made him rush to Mu Xiu in an instant, nodded and bowed: "What a coincidence, Brother Mu! You come to eat noodles too! We are too, haha..."

Seeing that Mu Xiu was about to pay the bill, he was very active in paying the bill for Mu Xiu, "How can I get Brother Mu to pay? I invite you!"

Mu Xiu raised his eyebrows, but seeing that Huang Mao's legs were shaking like a sieve, and his voice was broken by fear, as if he didn't agree to let him pay the money and passed out immediately, Mu Xiu couldn't help wondering if he had grown up. Three heads and six arms, otherwise why are these people so afraid of him?

In my impression, he didn't seem to hit them, did he?

Mu Xiu has always been a person who doesn't offend me. I don't offend anyone. These people probably live nearby, so they often meet, but Mu Xiu has always ignored them.

Mu Xiu couldn't think of a reason why these people were afraid of him.

On second thought, maybe it was because he was afraid that he would care about what they said about people behind their backs.

After thinking about it, Mu Xiu accepted their "apology", smiled slightly and said, "Thank you." Then he turned and walked out of the noodle shop.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, the other three gangsters hurried to Huang Mao's side, and said respectfully in unison: "Brother Mu, go slowly! Brother Mu, goodbye!"

After they walked away, the three companions quickly put Huang Mao on the shoulders, "Huang Mao, you are so powerful, you dare to go forward and talk to Mu Xiaomo!"

"Yeah, we dare not move."

"You are amazing!"

When Huang Mao heard the compliment from his companion, his legs stopped shaking and his heart stopped panicking, "Brother Mu is not as scary as in the legend!"

Then he greeted the admiring eyes of his companions.

The yellow hair suddenly became even more frightened.

……

Mu Xiu returned to the little house.Start thinking about the way forward.

Now that he has decided not to go to the underground boxing ring, he needs to find another source of income.

Mu Xiu dug out all the deposits.

This is a very remote and backward place, and banknotes are still in circulation, but in the more developed safe zone, the Union currency is used to transfer accounts directly.

The original body escaped from everything in the past, all electronic products and communication tools were not needed, and apart from daily necessities, there was only money in the house.

Mu Xiu still doesn't know what's going on outside, but he's not in a hurry to find out yet.

In the past two years in the underground boxing arena, Mu Xiu earned a lot of money by relying on his desperate fighting style, which was enough to provide him with food and clothing for a period of time.

So the most important thing right now is to improve your strength.

With Mu Xiu's skill, he can beat ten with one, and more than a dozen can retreat completely.But since the third master Sang has said that he is going to deal with him, this matter will not be easily exposed.

So he wants to strengthen his own strength, no matter how powerful a master is, he is afraid of facing thousands of troops.

Even though Mu Xiu still has the moves from his previous life, most of the masters were either plotted to death or exhausted by the wheel of battle.

The most important thing right now is to improve your physical fitness.

In the world of self-cultivation, Mu Xiu usually reads classics to pass the time. As far as he knows, there is no need to use spiritual energy to exercise the body. Although this technique is inferior, it usually only has very poor spiritual roots or cannot attract energy into it. Only those who cultivate the body will practice, and other practitioners do not have this need.

For the former Immortal Lord Langya, he naturally looked down upon it. The reason why he knew it was because he had seen it before, and even when he was idle and bored, he improved this low-level exercise method and turned it into a middle-high level.

It is just suitable for him now. Mu Xiu tried it, and the effect is not bad, so he can keep exercising.

Mu Xiu practiced for a long time, and his whole body was full of energy. Only then did he master the first level. The higher the level, the more difficult it was. But for Mu Xiu, it was only a matter of time.

Third Master Sang wanted to teach Mu Xiu a lesson, so naturally he would not notify in advance.

As soon as Mu Xiu went out, he was attacked, and he couldn't even sleep well at night.

Although Mu Xiu solved them one by one, it was not a solution to go on like this. He decided to capture the thief first and capture the king first.

If you want to solve the trouble completely, you must first solve the third master Sang.

Mu Xiu thought for a while and came up with an idea.

He went out for a walk, and finally came to a lively place.

People walking and staying under the street lights, enchanting and charming women, men with rude behavior, laughing and cursing, and occasionally passing by in twos and threes with a knife.

Then he inadvertently saw the four children who had met him a few times.

The four of them were lying in a dark corner with bruised noses and swollen faces. If it wasn't for that very distinctive hair, Mu Xiu really wouldn't have recognized them.

Mu Xiu stopped in front of them, "Who hit it?"

"Mu... Brother Mu?"

Huang Mao yelled inarticulately, trying to get up from the ground, but his body was in severe pain, and he couldn't get up after struggling a few times.

Mu Xiu asked again with a blank expression: "Who hit it?"

"Yes...it's Mr. Sang's subordinate." Huang Mao blurted out in an instant with a start.

It was also unlucky for them. Third Master Sang's subordinates suffered a great loss in Mu Xiu's hands, and were ridiculed by their opponents. It's good luck to return half life.

After hearing this, Mu Xiu didn't say anything.

He looked at their wounds, they were just flesh wounds, they didn't hurt vital parts, and they'll be fine after a while.

Mu Xiu asked, "Where is Mr. Sang?"

Huang Mao hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "In the night bar."

The Night Bar is at the corner at the end of this street, less than a hundred meters away.

Mu Xiu stood up and walked towards the bar. He didn't avoid people along the way, and everyone who should know the news knew it.

So before he could go in, he was stopped by a group of people.

"Mu Xiu, you are really brave enough to come alone!"

Mu Xiu said indifferently: "I want to see Third Master Sang."

"Want to beg for mercy now? It's too late! Haha..."

"Ha ha……"

The dozen or so big men who stood in front of Mu Xiu with malicious intentions laughed and said dirty words.

Mu Xiu's expression didn't change at all, he was thinking about whether to deal with these people and go find them himself, when a strong man came out of the bar, "Master let him in."

This person's status is obviously higher than these people, even though he was unwilling, he still respectfully answered yes.

Mu Xiu walked over and made way for the people blocking the way.

He walked in, and there was naturally someone leading the way in front of him.

As soon as he entered the night bar, with the blaring music in his ears, and men and women swaying wildly on the dance floor, Mu Xiu endured the discomfort and walked through the crowd, and came to a box without any problems.

The fat-headed and big-eared Third Master Sang was lying on his back on the sofa, hugging the disheveled boy on his left and right sides.

He narrowed his cross-eyed eyes and looked at Mu Xiu, "Have you figured it out? I am not a narrow-minded person. As long as you belong to me, I don't care about the fact that you hurt so many of my brothers before."

Mu Xiu remained expressionless, "It's not impossible for me to surrender to you, but I have one condition."

"Say."

"As long as you beat me... I'll do whatever you want."

The previous conflict between him and Mr. Sang stemmed from the fact that he was attracted to. Of course, whether it was the original body or the current him, the thought of being coveted by such a person made him feel sick to his stomach.

"Hahaha..." Third Master Sang raised his head and laughed loudly, "Okay, I just like your tune."

"Third Master."

First hand disagrees.

Now almost all of their brothers are here, and it is difficult for him to fly, so why does the third master do it himself?

Third Master Sang waved back his men and tamed the fierce horse himself, which was much more interesting.

Mu Xiu was also polite, and took the lead in attacking.

Although the third master Sang has been sensual and sensual in recent years, he can be the leader of one party and be stable and unshakable. His skills should not be underestimated.

The two quickly exchanged dozens of moves.

If it was before, Mu Xiu wouldn't even be able to guarantee a full retreat, but now, in less than 10 minutes, Mu Xiu won.

His fatal blow was very quick, and even if he watched the subordinates ready to support him at any time, he didn't react.

Even Mr. Sang, the person involved, couldn't react immediately.

After reacting, Third Master Sang's eyes widened in disbelief, bright red blood splashed out, he clutched his neck, let out a "ho ho" sound from his throat, and then fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Third Master!"

A group of subordinates rushed to Mr. Sang's side quickly, wanting to give first aid, but they were powerless.

"Mu Xiu, how dare you kill the third master! You don't want to get out of here alive tonight!"

Mu Xiu was still calm under the murderous siege, he smiled slightly, "That might be."

"Brothers, kill Mu Xiu and avenge the third master!"

"kill!"

At this time, the door of the box was suddenly opened, and a big man covered in blood staggered in, "It's bad! The Eagle Gang raided our base camp and killed many of our brothers! The second master is dead!"

"what?!"

Before the big man had time to express anything, it was obvious that someone from another force came in through the door.

The two sides fought together in an instant.

Mu Xiu alone can disintegrate a force, but it will take too long, the best way is to cooperate with others.

An enemy of an enemy is a friend.

Before Mu Xiu came to the bar, he asked someone to pass the news to Sang Sanye's opponent, the Eagle Gang. Whether they can grasp it or not depends on them.

Third Master Sang is dead, and the revenge of the original body has been avenged, and the next thing has nothing to do with him.

Mu Xiu left quietly in the confusion.