Su Mucheng left the house and found a stone not far outside to sit down on.

The sun was shining brightly at this time, and my body was warmed by the sun, which made me feel very comfortable.

The practice time passed quickly, and before I knew it, the sun had already risen above my head.

"I have silently written a copy of Xuantian Baolu, can you tell me how you knew about it." Tang San walked up to Su Mucheng and couldn't help but ask.

"Soon, you will know, just give it to me." Su Mucheng still didn't want to explain too much. She had said enough today, and she didn't know if it would affect Tang San's future development.

"Okay, it's already noon, let's go in and have dinner before leaving!" Tang San was also an open-minded person, and since Su Mucheng didn't want to say anything, he stopped asking.

"Well, as a disciple of the Tang Sect, you still have to listen to what the sect leader says." Su Mucheng said jokingly.

"Uh." Tang San looked at Su Mucheng in shock. Although she was joking, Tang San felt that she was not joking.

Of course, Su Mucheng was not joking. She was serious about joining the Tang Clan. It was something that was beneficial and harmless to her anyway.

"Tang Hao, you are really good. You are obviously capable, but you feed Tang San these things every day." When she came into the room and looked at the green vegetables and white rice porridge on the table, Su Mucheng said deliberately and disdainfully.

Although I couldn't even drink white rice porridge in the past, it's different now. If I have the conditions, who would treat me badly?

A blue light flashed, and a variety of delicious food appeared on the table. These were things Su Mucheng had prepared for her long journey. "Eat!"

"Well, mistress, you're welcome, eat more. And don't always call me Tang Hao, Tang Hao. I should be considered your elder after all. You should call me Uncle Hao." Tang Hao was not polite.

He picked up a chicken leg and handed it to Tang San, then looked at Su Mucheng and said.

"Uh." Su Mucheng looked at Tang Hao. Although he still looked the same, he seemed to be more energetic.

Su Mucheng understood that Tang Hao had changed because his words had changed. "Will the plot change because of this?"

Su Mucheng thought with some worry. She swore that she couldn't help but say those words when she saw Tang Hao's decadent look.

"Has your martial spirit mutated?" Tang Hao asked Su Mucheng while eating.

"Well, I have become stronger. When I am strong enough, I will come back to settle the score with them." Su Mucheng's calm tone revealed boundless murderous intent.

"Is the strength enough? How much strength is enough? Give up!" Tang Hao looked a little gloomy as if he thought of something.

"Of course I won't confront them head-on. I will send them to see the King of Hell one by one." Su Mucheng never exposed herself, just making plans for the future.

Su Mucheng's words made Tang Hao's eyes light up, but after taking a look at Tang San beside him, his eyes dimmed again. "Okay, let me know when you are ready to take action, and you can count me in."

Su Mucheng is still young and not strong enough. She still has a long way to go to get revenge. Tang San should have grown up by then, and Tang Hao can completely take revenge at all costs.

"Dad, what are martial arts? Who are they?" Today was a completely different day for Tang San, and the amount of information was quite large.

"Xiao San, you are still young. I will tell you some things after you awaken your martial soul at the age of six." Tang Hao was still a little hesitant about letting Tang San become a soul master.

"Okay!" Even Tang San, who had a mature mind, was a little broken inside, but he didn't say anything.

After dinner, Su Mucheng stopped Tang San who was about to clear the table and said, "Xiao San, give me the Xuantian Baolu!"

"Okay." Tang San turned around and entered the room, quickly took out a stack of paper and handed it to Su Mucheng.

"What's your name?" Tang Hao suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know Su Mucheng's name.

"Su Mucheng." Su Mucheng took the paper in Tang San's hand. "The content on it is very mysterious. You can practice it seriously."

Su Mucheng's words were meant for Tang Hao to hear. In the original work, Tang Hao was immersed in sadness, drank too much every day, and didn't know about daily cultivation.

But now he knows that Su Mucheng said this to rationalize Xuantian Baolu's stay with Tang Hao, so that Tang San could better practice the above martial arts.

And with Tang Hao's help, it would be more convenient for Tang San to create hidden weapons.

"Uncle Hao, I'm getting ready to leave, please take care of yourself." Tang San will become his junior brother in the future, and Tang Hao is indeed his elder, so it doesn't matter if he is called Uncle Hao.

"Go, pay attention to safety." Tang Hao had no intention of staying.

"Xiao San, practice hard, we will meet again." She also said goodbye to Tang San, and Su Mucheng left without delay.

After changing into the cloak that had been kept in the soul guide for three years, Su Mucheng headed north all the way. She spent the entire afternoon walking on her own feet. This was also a kind of practice.

At night, Su Mucheng found a post station to rest, and then took out Xuantian Baolu to watch.

Tang San didn't hold back at all, he had several major techniques.

"Hidden weapons are basically useless to me." Su Mucheng directly put away the hidden weapons chapter. Although it is useless, I can touch on it when I have time in the future. Multiple methods are also possible.

"This Xuantian Technique is also very good. Although my current meditation method is also very good, it is a Taoist method after all. It is incomparable in terms of returning energy. It seems that I can change to Xuantian Technique." Because it has been a long time, Many of them had been forgotten. After seeing Xuantian Kung, Su Mucheng suddenly remembered the plot of Tang San and Meng Yiran competing for soul power in the original work.

Without rushing to practice, Su Mucheng continued to look down.

The Purple Demonic Eyes, the Ghostly Shadow, and the Controlling the Crane and Capturing the Dragon were indeed of great help to him as Su Mucheng thought.

As for the last Xuan Jade Hand, like the hidden weapon, it is of no use to Su Mucheng. However, like the Purple Demon Eye, it can be practiced together with Xuan Tian Gong, so it will have no impact.

It took Su Mucheng two hours to memorize these major techniques, and then she put the Xuantian Baolu away, then sat down on the bed and started practicing.

However, during this practice, Su Mucheng developed something that shocked her.

To practice Xuantian Kung, Tang San needed to open up the meridians one by one in order to break through and gain faster practice speed.

However, as soon as Su Mucheng practiced the Xuantian Technique, she discovered that she had hundreds of meridians gathering together, which meant that she could directly practice at the fastest speed at each level.

"I didn't expect that Xuantian Kung, which I was not very optimistic about, could give me such a surprise." Su Mucheng said with emotion and was also very surprised.
Chapter completed!