early morning.

The rising sun is rising.

The courtyard is covered with silver.

Chen Mu's room was very warm. His body was filled with golden clouds, his skin was fair and shiny, and the flesh and blood in his body were trembling, and turbid air was constantly being discharged from his body with breathing.

He is absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish blood and flesh, and the Dantian Lingquan becomes more and more vast.

Chen Mu looked inward and looked at the hazy mist in his mind. These mists were gathering and even emitting golden light.

According to the old blind man, only by condensing a complete sea of ​​consciousness can one see the self clearly.

As he meditated all night, Chen Mu's perception became more and more acute. Not only was he energetic, but his physical body was also greatly improved.

"When you are resting at night, you can still practice your spirit and body at the same time, which is really good."

"I don't know if I can meditate when practicing swordsmanship." Chen Mu murmured. If possible, I can do two things at the same time.

Ordinary people cannot use it in one mind and use it in combination with breathing techniques at most when practicing swords. Meditation requires high concentration.

This is also the reason why Zhao Feiyan allowed the old blind man to teach him the method of concentrating his mind, and wanted to delay his sword practice.

Chen Mu got up.

He met an old blind man in the courtyard.

"How did you practice last night?" the old blind man asked expressionlessly.

He actually knew that I was practicing last night. Chen Mu responded with a smile: "I feel full of energy and there is a golden fog in my mind."

The old blind man said happily: "I am really talented. When all the mist turns into golden mist, I will give you the visualization picture of the Flame God."

"That is the visualization diagram of the middle-grade spiritual level, the best among the sixth grade, is close to the top-grade spiritual level." The old blind man said meaningfully.

Chen Mu was overjoyed, with a smile on his face, but he did not relax his vigilance in his heart.

The old blind man took out the blue herb from the bag on his waist, "This is the soul-strengthening grass of the fourth-level spiritual level. It can strengthen the soul and can be taken directly."

Chen Mu blinked his eyes and said in confusion: "Grandpa, why are you so kind to me?"

"You are gifted. I will help you now, and you will be able to help me in the future." The old blind man said lightly.

Chen Mu thought about it carefully and thought it made sense. If the old blind man asks him for help in the future, he can agree to anything reasonable.

He took the herbs and said gratefully: "Thank you, grandpa, Xiao Mu remembers it in his heart."

The old blind man turned around and returned to the room. Chen Mu couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "He is waiting for me specifically?"

Chen Mu did not rush to eat the Soul-Strength Grass. After comparing through the system mall, he found that the Soul-Strength Grass had no problems with the appearance of this Soul-Strength Grass.

He put away the soul-boosting grass and went to the lobby to have a meal. His sister was lying in the cradle and his mother was modifying the old cotton-padded jacket.

Chen Mu grew taller, and his original cotton jacket was a little short, so he could only wear it.

Tang Wan smiled and said, "Mu'er, come and try it out to see if it fits."

Chen Mu put on his old cotton jacket and smiled and said, "Mom, it fits very well and is very warm."

"When the Chinese New Year, my dad will buy you a brand new cotton jacket." Chen Yan said from the side.

Chen Mu shook his head and said, "Dad, don't waste it. My body grows fast, just wear old ones, and you don't need to always buy clothes to wear."

"Hahaha."

Chen Yan and Tang Wan smiled, and they were very pleased. Chen Mu was not only talented, but also very sensible.

After Chen Mu finished his meal, he came to the cradle to see his sister. Chen Ying had not woken up yet. She was wrapped tightly, revealing her white and fat little face, which looked very cute.

Chen Ying was half a pound heavier than Chen Mu when she was born. She had never been sick after birth, but the couple did not dare to be careless.

The winter in the Northern Wilderness is very cold, and many children are prone to getting sick and dying in winter. The first child of my uncle's family is walking in the winter.

That year the monsters also attacked Black Stone City.

Chen Ying is healthy and has a physical fitness far exceeding that of children of the same age, which makes the couple feel much more at ease. Tang Wan knows that it is all due to the fire cloud ginseng.

"Mom, I'm going to practice swordsmanship."

"Mu'er, if it snows heavily, go back to the house to rest and don't hurt your body."

The weather has been quite cold recently, and it is snowing heavily from time to time. Chen Mu smiled and said, "No problem."

"Mu'er is really working hard. Husband, you are at home recently. You can practice swords with your son. Just let me take care of Yingying." Tang Wan suggested.

Chen Yan coughed twice and said solemnly: "The escort agency has been very busy recently. My father is preparing to clear the list in his hand and then prepare Yingying's full moon wine."

Chen Mu is not weaker than Chen Yan now, and he is even stronger. He also understands that for the sake of face, he makes excuses to refuse.

Before Chen Yan got married, he was a sixth-grade sword master, but now he is only a seventh-grade sword master. He has not been promoted for several years. He often escorts outside and has no time to practice. He can only have plenty of time to practice as a child.

Martial arts venue.

Chen Hao practices sword here.

Countless sword marks are scattered in the snow.

"Second brother, you're so early."

"Hehe, diligence can make up for your weakness."

Chen Hao practices swords hard every day, and Chen Mu also shares his experience in sword training. Recently, the second brother's swordsmanship has improved a lot.

Chen Mu picked up the heavy sword and started practicing swords.

He used the sword flash again, and sword light flashed in the snow, followed by sword lights after sword light, and super long sword marks were left on the ground.

Chen Hao stopped to rest and observed Chen Mu's sword flash. He asked in confusion: "The third brother actually closed his eyes, it's so amazing."

There are long sword marks in the martial arts field. Every time Chen Mu flashes, he is at this position. The sword marks on the ground are getting deeper and deeper, and the position does not shift at all.

"call!"

Chen Hao was shocked.

He couldn't even keep his eyes open.

There was a white dragon wandering around Chen Mu's mouth, and he was meditating in his mind, meditating and practicing swords at the same time, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Chen Hao raised the iron sword and continued practicing the sword.

After three days and three nights of practice, most of the mist in Chen Mu's mind turned into golden color, and his perception could cover the entire Chen Mansion.

Chen Mu had two places that he could not peek at, one was Zhao Feiyan's room and the other was the room of the old blind man.

evening.

Chen Mu came to Zhao Feiyan's room.

He was now keen to sense, and heard a faint twitching sound, and quickly knocked on the door: "Sister Fairy, are you sick?"

In the room, Zhao Feiyan was curled up on the bed trembling. Her face was pale and the room was covered with frost. She heard Chen Mu's tender voice and said coldly: "I'm fine."

Chen Mu said respectfully: "Sister Fairy, I have something I want to ask you for advice."

Zhao Feiyan opened the door and the chill came, which was even more harsh than the wind and snow outside the house.

Chen Mu had strong qi and blood, and could barely resist it. Recently, his second brother said that he felt cold even when he set the fire in the house, and it was better to practice swords in the martial arts field and it seemed that it should be related to Zhao Feiyan.

"What's up?"

Zhao Feiyan's face was full of impatientness.

Chen Mu took out the blue soul-strengthening grass and said curiously: "This is given to me by the old man. Can I take it?"

Zhao Feiyan took the soul-boosting grass, carefully checked it and said, "This medicine is fine, but why did he give you such a valuable thing?"

"Maybe I'm interested in my potential."

"Maybe."

Zhao Feiyan said indifferently.

Chen Mu took back the Soul-Booning Grass and said seriously: "Sister Fairy, are you really okay?"

Chen Mu treats her as a bodyguard. If something goes wrong, she will lose her sense of security.

Zhao Feiyan suddenly felt the warmth. In addition to her master, there was someone who cared about her, so her voice was much gentler, "Don't worry, I'm just feeling unwell these days, and it will be fine in two days."

"Sister Fairy, have a good rest." Chen Mu said with a sunny smile.

Zhao Feiyan smiled with a pretty face and said, "You really care about people, but I just want to drink."

Chen Mu didn't smell the wine on her, only a faint fragrance, "Sister Fairy, drink more hot water."

Zhao Feiyan smiled and nodded. After closing the door, she looked paler. She could only bit her silver teeth and dared not chew on her voice. She was filled with cold air.

Chen Mu is sure that the elixir is fine.

At night, he ate the entire soul-boosting grass.

Chen Mu's soul was growing rapidly, and the golden mist in his mind became thicker and thicker, and finally a golden liquid condensed.

Then the golden liquid becomes more and more.
To be continued...