People, cultivators, and animals all have energy in their blood, and the energy in the blood of cultivators is more abundant.
And there is also a kind of blood in the body of a human or beast called essence blood, essence blood is the essence of blood, which contains most of a person's essence.
Ordinary people generally only have one or two drops of blood essence in their bodies, but practitioners will have more blood essence as their cultivation becomes stronger. If the loss of blood essence is light, the lifespan will be lost, and if it is severe, it will collapse and die.
And the ancient Shura scriptures can refine blood essence, blood into blood energy, and refine it into vitality to strengthen oneself.
Mu Feng stood up, dragged the withered corpse to the backyard, poured a little kerosene on it, tapped the fire, and it burned with a bang. Within a moment, it turned into a ball of black ash and mixed into the soil, becoming a A ball of nourishment.
This is a cruel world where people cannibalize and kill people. Mu Feng doesn't feel that his methods are bloody, because he wants to survive in this world, embarking on a journey of cultivation and martial arts, fighting and killing are inevitable.
If one day, he also becomes that corpse, he will not regret it, because the road is chosen by himself.
In another courtyard of the Mu family that was worse than Danxin Yayuan, a young man in a blue brocade robe and a gold belt around his waist was feeding the goldfish in the pond.
The young man was about eighteen years old, he was handsome, with sharp eyebrows and a straight nose, but the look in those eyes was slightly cold.
This young man is Mu Qing, the son of the second master of the Mu family, and cousin of Mu Feng.
And the three servants who had fled in embarrassment from Mu Feng just now were kneeling not far away, talking about everything just now.
"Kui San is also a person with a seventh-level meridian, and he was killed by Mu Feng who has no cultivation base. He is really a waste."
"However, that kid is so crazy now that his father is dead, and his cultivation base is crippled. It seems that he is not aware of his situation at all, and he still regards himself as that genius."
Mu Qing's face was gloomy, revealing a trace of coldness.
"That's right, young man, Young Master Feng just didn't take you seriously. He killed Kuisan just to slap you in the face."
A servant said angrily.
"Hmph, slap me face, what is he now, if it wasn't for the uncle protecting him, I wouldn't be Mu Qing if I didn't drive him out of the Mu family, you three, come with me, I have to go to the meeting in person meet my cousin"
Mu Qing threw all the fish food in his hand into the fish pond, and led the three of them to Mu Feng's Danxin courtyard.
At this time, a young man also came to Mu Feng's yard. The young man was tall and burly, wearing a black robe, and his hair was as short as a steel needle.
This person's name is Mu Kuang, he has a fiery temper, and his talent is not bad. He is the same age as Mu Feng. In the Mu family, he admires Mu Feng the most who joined the army when he was young. .
"Brother Feng, are you feeling better now?"
Sitting opposite Mu Feng, Mu Kuang asked with concern.
Mu Feng smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I can't die, it's the Yuanmai, hey..."
"Brother Feng, don't worry, the Patriarch and the others are trying to save you, and your Yuanmai will definitely recover."
Mu Kuang, who is not good at comforting others, also comforted him.
"Mu Feng!"
But at this moment, there was a soft shout from outside the courtyard door, who would be there from time to time, Mu Qing and others.
Mu Qing and the others walked in directly, while Mu Feng and Mu Kuang also stood up.
"Mu Qing, what are you doing here?"
Mu Kuang looked at Mu Qing and said coldly.
"You are a collateral child, you can call Mu Qing? Do you know your identity?"
Mu Qing said coldly, Mu Kuang is not a direct lineage of the Mu family, but a collateral lineage, and his status in the Mu family is naturally inferior to that of the direct young master Mu Feng Mu Qing.
"you… "
Mu Kuang looked angry.
And Mu Feng grabbed his shoulder, patted it, looked at Mu Qing and said: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do here, don't you really want to get my idea of Danxin Yayuan?"
"Hmph, I haven't paid much attention to a house, Mu Feng, Kuisan is my servant, you killed him, what do you mean?"
Mu Qing said indifferently, not talking about Danxin Yayuan.
"Since you have already said that he is a servant, then I, Mu Feng, am also the young master of the Mu family. If you sell yourself as a servant, the master has the right to life and death. I just want him to understand the rules, warn some people casually, and stop doing it in secret. Small gesture."
Mu Feng looked at Mu Qing and said coldly.
"Hehe, okay, I heard that Mu Feng's cousin's Yuan veins were all broken, and the purple mansion was broken, but I, Mu Qing, didn't believe it. I haven't sparred with my cousin for a long time. Today, I will ask my cousin for advice on two tricks."
Mu Qing smiled angrily, revealing a gloomy expression.
As soon as he stepped on his feet, a white air wave swept away under his feet, rolled up the dead leaves in the courtyard, and punched Mu Feng directly.
There is red energy lingering in this punch, and the fist is vigorous and powerful.
Mu Feng's face darkened slightly, but he took two steps back to dodge. Now he can't beat Mu Qing.
"mean!"
Mu Kuang let out a roar, punched white vitality, and smashed against each other.
boom… !
The two fists collided together to make a muffled thunder, and a breeze was blown up, while Mu Kuang stepped back again and again, his arm was numb.
But Mu Qing was steady and never retreating, calm and composed.
This is due to Mu Kuang's natural strength, and if he was replaced by other meridian ninefolds, he would not be able to withstand the power of this punch.
"Haha, Mu Feng, why, now you only dare to hide behind a collateral child, and you have completely humiliated my direct descendants!"
Mu Qing looked at Mu Feng and sneered.
"Damn it, don't scold Brother Feng"
Mu Kuang roared, stepped on his feet, shot out, and punched Mu Qing actively.
"Mu Kuang is back!"
Mu Feng's complexion changed and he quickly stopped drinking
But it was too late, Mu Qing dodged the punch with one side of his body, and at the same time another punch hit Mu Kuang in the stomach.
Pfft...!
Mu Kuang's internal organs shook, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and Mu Qing raised his knee and hit Mu Kuang's stomach again.
"Mu Qing, you are enough!"
His brother was beaten, how could Mu Feng endure it, his anger was blinding his reason, he also rushed towards Mu Qing, kicked hard, jumped two meters high, and slashed towards Mu Qing with one leg.
Mu Qing grabbed Mu Kuang and threw it aside, crossed his arms to block the leg, lifted it up at the same time, released the strength of the leg, and punched out.
Hoo hoo!
A red fist shadow blasted a foot away from the air and hit Mu Feng.
Boom!
Mu Feng threw his body and fell three or four meters away.
While Mu Qing walked towards Mu Feng, Mu Kuang crawled over and hugged Mu Qing's leg.
"Brother Feng, hurry up and go find the Patriarch"
Mu Kuang yelled loudly, and Mu Qing stepped on Mu Kuang's head with the other foot. With this foot, Mu Kuang hit the ground with a bang, bleeding from his mouth and nose.
But he still hugged Mu Qing's leg tightly, and Mu Qing kept stepping on it.
"Mu Qing, you are courting death!"
Seeing this scene, Mu Feng's eyes glowed with blood, and his murderous intent instantly arose.
"stop!"
But at this moment, there was a soft shout, followed by a shadow of a whip hitting Mu Qing.
With a slap, the whip hit Mu Qing's body, leaving a bloodstain. Because his legs were hugged, Mu Qing was so painful that he was hit by the force of the whip and sat down on the ground.
(end of this chapter)