After walking for more than ten kilometers, Mu Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Miss Xiaoyue and asked, "Where is your hometown?"

Miss Xiaoyue frowned slightly and said, "I am from Ningzhou, Jiuzhou."

"Jiuzhou Realm? Then why did you appear here?" Mu Feng asked.

When he heard that Miss Xiaoyue was from Jiuzhou, Chu Congwen next to him was also interested and looked at Miss Xiaoyue with interest.

Miss Xiaoyue stammered: "Now the war between the Jiuzhou Realm and the Eight Tribe Realm is becoming more and more frequent. The original fairy and demon battlefield could no longer alleviate the conflict between the two interfaces. My hometown was slaughtered by the people from the Eight Tribe Realm."

"An uncle took me to the Tianlong Realm and settled me down."

When Mu Feng heard Miss Xiaoyue say this, she suddenly realized.

Wars between monks are often much more cruel than wars for humans. Things like the fact that villages are flattened are almost commonplace.

Not to mention a village, in the fairy world, if two immortals fight, they may even kill all the lives of the entire planet.

This is the noble cultivator. In their eyes, ordinary people are not even considered slaves, but can only be considered ants.

Who would take the lives of billions of ants seriously?

"Do you have no place to go in the Tianlong Realm?" Mu Feng asked again.

Miss Xiaoyue seemed to hear what Mu Feng meant. She said with a look of panic: "No, since sir, since I bought me, I will follow you wherever you go."

Mu Feng frowned and said, "You will definitely be dead when you follow me."

"I'm not afraid of death. Even if I leave here, I will be captured by the monks soon. Instead of suffering all the humiliation and dying, it's better to live and die with the adults." Miss Xiaoyue's words were very contagious and revealed a trace of true feelings.

After hearing Miss Xiaoyue say this, Mu Feng stopped talking and said, "Okay, then when we talk about ugly things, I can't guarantee your safety. I'm not a member of the Tianlong Realm. I don't know when I will leave here."

"Sir, aren't you from the Tianlong Realm?" Miss Xiaoyue was slightly stunned.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "That's right, I'm from the mortal world. I have something to do when I come to the Tianlong world this time."

Hearing that Mu Feng comes from the legendary mortal world, Xiaoyue

The girl's eyes suddenly lit up.

Her voice trembled slightly, and she asked expectantly: "I heard that the mortal world is very wonderful, and people there will not be bullying easily. Is this true?"

Mu Feng thought for a while and said with a smile: "That's right, it was indeed the case before, but now the space channel is about to open. I'm afraid there will be not many days for peace in the mortal world."

Mu Feng's answer made Miss Xiaoyue's face look a little ugly.

She sighed lightly and said, "When will this day be like this?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "When is the head? It depends on yourself. You should be the water spirit root, right?"

Miss Xiaoyue nodded, and Mu Feng said again: "If you want to get rid of the predicament in front of you, you can only rely on yourself. If this is the case, we are also destined to be. During the period when you follow me, I can teach you some magic to give you the power to protect yourself."

"Thank you, sir." Miss Xiaoyue was overjoyed and knelt directly in front of Mu Feng.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Your water-based spiritual root talent is not high. It seems that your ancestors should have produced a cultivator with low cultivation."

"Yes, my great-grandfather used to be an outer disciple in the Legal family for a few days, but his spiritual roots were relatively poor, so he did not achieve much." Miss Xiaoyue responded.

"That's right." Mu Feng nodded and said, "With your talent, it may be very difficult to reach the Void Pill Realm, let alone the Golden Pill Realm."

"I think this is the case. I guess someone will come to chase me later. When I kill those people, I will pass on you a skill to absorb the spiritual energy from the bodies of those Jindan cultivators and help you quickly improve your cultivation."

When Chu Congwen, who was standing beside him, was also shocked. He asked in a trembling voice: "Are you talking about the martial arts of those demon clans?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Indeed, many demon races use this method of pulling seedlings to boost growth to improve their strength, but my skills do not have such a big sequelae, but it will indeed have a lot of impact on the subsequent cultivation path."

Chu Congwen looked at Mu Feng with a serious face and said, "I want to learn too."

The reason why Chu Congwen, who was arrogant and arrogant, said this shows the pressure that Chu Congwen faced in his heart. Since he came to the Tianlong Realm, Chu Congwen suddenly discovered that the Jindan realm cultivator had become ordinary.

This is undoubtedly the biggest blow to Chu Congwen, who is determined to take revenge.

Mu Feng looked at Chu Congwen, sighed lightly, and said, "Actually, there is one thing I have never told you. If you can give up revenge, I have a way to make up for your lost life span."

"As long as you practice diligently and with your talent, you will one day enter the Purple Mansion Realm. When you enter the Purple Mansion Realm, what kind of revenge can't be repaid?"

Chu Congwen's face looked a little ugly and said, "I can't wait for so long. The flames of revenge have been burning in my heart. If I don't avenge this sea of ​​blood, let alone practice, my spirit may collapse."

Mu Feng couldn't understand Chu Congwen's heart for the time being. After all, he had never lost his relatives. He nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll pass it on to you together."

Mu Feng did have a hint of sympathy for Chu Congwen. If he hadn't had that deep blood hatred, Chu Congwen's talent would probably have entered the middle level of the Golden Pill Realm or even higher level sooner or later.

After all, compared with his two senior brothers, Chu Congwen has a very high talent for cultivation, and Chu Congwen has a golden spiritual root and is known for his violent attack power.

Just like Chu Congwen's swordsmanship, he is fierce and domineering.

He came to a small forest and Mu Feng passed on the skill he taught to the lone wolf to Chu Congwen and Miss Xiaoyue respectively.

Feeling the skill in the sea of ​​consciousness, Miss Xiaoyue and Chu Congwen's faces changed slightly.

They could not imagine that there was such a terrifying technique in this world that could absorb the power of others to practice. This was simply a defiance of the will of heaven.

"It's so scary. There is really such a martial art in this world." Chu Congwen murmured: "According to this, the previous master who hunted the Jindan realm of cultivators should have also practiced such martial arts."

Mu Feng smiled and said, "His skills may be more perfect than mine, and perhaps there may not even be any sequelae."

"How is this possible? Such a technique is already very terrifying. If there are no sequelae, wouldn't it be invincible in the world?" Chu Congwen exclaimed.
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