proud of the sky

Chapter 303 Retreat
Ling Bing had just finished taking a shower when she heard the noise here, so she hurried over and asked, "Are you all right?"

Zhang Muyang shook his head and said, "There was an old ghost who just wanted to steal a chicken, and it has been dealt with."

Ling Bing nodded. Seeing that Zhang Muchen's face was flushed now, she obviously suffered a lot just now, so she couldn't help saying: "Isn't it just to exorcise an evil spirit? Why is there such a big commotion."

"Tsk, this method is the safest, and it doesn't do her any harm. It hurts a little, but it's for her own good." Although Zhang Muyang's words were correct, he was reborn as an old monster who had practiced for hundreds of years. How could this be the only way? He just wanted to take this opportunity to teach this careless younger sister a lesson, to make her feel a little in awe, so as to save herself from getting into trouble in the future. It is impossible for him to be so timely every time. Rush to save her.

Zhang Muchen, who was rescued by Ling Bing, lay on the bed and screamed. When a ghost figure was pulled from her body just now, it really shocked her, but she randomly vented her anger on Zhang Muyang and shouted: " Zhang Muyang, you bastard, you just took the opportunity to bully me, woo woo woo."

Half of her scolding was because she was really scared just now, and the other half was because she was really uncomfortable. She was angry in her heart, and she couldn't vent it on others. She could only target her brother. This is also the usual way for ordinary people to vent themselves. Vent the dissatisfaction in their bodies to the people closest to them, because they know in their hearts that the other party will never leave and hurt themselves because of this.Perhaps this is also the origin of Harbor once.

For her yelling, Zhang Muyang shrugged his shoulders. The child was barely smart for a while, but he actually guessed his own thoughts. He gave Ling Bing a wink and asked her to coax him, while he himself slipped away.

Although the ghosts on Zhang Muchen's body were wiped out, although he didn't suffer much damage, he still had some injuries. He still had to refine some elixir to help her tidy up.Moreover, after the Hanba puppet devoured the evil ghost just now, it seems that it left some 'inheritance' for him to ponder over.

Two hours later, Zhang Muyang was sitting in the elixir room, cross-legged, with a few jade gourds in his hand, which were magic tools he refined, and were used to place the elixir to prevent the loss of the medicinal properties of the elixir.

Just two hours ago, he refined some elixir for calming the nerves and calming the soul, and when Zhang Muchen's condition stabilized, he asked Ling Bing to deliver it to her.He is currently thinking about a formula left by the evil result.

It turned out to be a method of cultivating ghosts and immortals. Zhang Muyang didn't know much about it. Although he had a high level of cultivation in his previous life, he had little knowledge. Although this method of cultivating ghosts and immortals is only a fragment, to Zhang Muyang, It's a lot of gains. With his knowledge of immortal cultivation, he can explore the mysteries of the soul from it, even if it takes some time.It doesn't matter, after all, it is very beneficial to him. He has a great physical body, tempered by thunder, and refined into an innate Taoist body. The shortcoming of his body now is the soul.

Thinking of this, Zhang Muyang couldn't help feeling happy.This evil spirit really came in time. If he hadn't discovered this formula at this time, he would have to wait until the third turn if he wanted to condense his soul at a deeper level.

When he came back this time, he was going to meditate for a while, sort out his recent practice, and at the same time refine some elixirs. Even though the main ingredients and medicines of the five elements elixir are still lacking, other auxiliary elixir can be refined. It can be said that he returned with a full reward last time when he traveled to Heilongjiang Province.

Breathing out lightly, Zhang Muyang began to retreat and meditate after sending out a divine thought.

Practice does not know the day, the world has been thousands of years!
Although Zhang Muyang's retreat was not so exaggerated this time, he had practiced for three full months, and there was no sign of breaking through when the year was approaching.

On this day, it was snowing heavily in Zhonghai City. I don't know if it was because of the recovery of spiritual energy, this year's Zhonghai City was colder than usual.

However, because the Zhang family is protected by a formation, the temperature is relatively warmer. In addition, the Zhang family is a top-notch family, and the most important thing is money. All kinds of cold and warm measures have been prepared long ago, and there will be no mistakes. .

Zhang Muchen and Ling Bing sat quietly in the gazebo in the yard, with several plates of snacks and a pot of hot wine on the table, watching the heavy snow fall outside the pavilion, the two of them were drinking or laughing, having a special feeling in it.

"Sister-in-law, when will my brother leave the customs?"

Ling Bing glanced at Zhang Muyang's alchemy room, and shook his head with a flash of thought in his eyes: "I don't know, maybe today, maybe next year."

Zhang Muchen rested his chin in one hand and kept shaking the wine glass in the other. His eyes, like Ling Bing's, looked at Zhang Muyang's retreat.

After the ghost building incident ended, this girl learned from the pain, changed her past mistakes, and began to practice seriously under Ling Bing's guidance.Her cultivation aptitude is already excellent, and with a master like Ling Bing guiding her, her realm has improved rapidly.

Three months ago, she was a novice practitioner, but now she has reached the early stage of Qi refining, and she is only one step away from breaking through to the middle stage.

Although she said she hated Zhang Muyang before, her heart was like a bright mirror, she knew it was good, Zhang Muyang left for so many days, and her heart became empty.

The same is true for Ling Bing, but she is not as obvious as Mu Chen, but the feeling of longing in her heart is by no means less than her.

Just when the two of them were melancholy, Zhang Muyang was sitting in the alchemy room, surrounded by a layer of white mist, and his chest rose and fell rhythmically.

"Hoohoo!"

"Hoohoo!"

Every breath he takes is like a giant whale sucking water, long and deep. As he keeps breathing, the white mist around him becomes heavier and heavier, almost condensing into water droplets.

At some point, Zhang Muyang's breathing gradually stopped, he waited for a moment, and slowly opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, the world in front of him seemed to be completely new. In Zhang Muyang's eyes, the previous world seemed to be covered with a layer of Tulle, and after this retreat, all his feelings are very different from before.

Zhang Muyang understands why, after these three months of painstaking meditation, he has glimpsed a trace of the mystery of the soul through the remnants of the ghost and immortal skills combined with his experience in the previous life.It made his spirit almost three times stronger than before.

Even though his current spirit is not as good as that of a Golden Core stage monk, it is not much worse. If he can break through to the third rank in the future, the strength of his spirit is almost unimaginable.

"Ok!"

With a soft snort, Zhang Muyang stood up and stretched fiercely. Although he did not make an inch of progress in this retreat, he definitely gained a lot of benefits. He has already experienced it once, and he understands the power of the soul. the value brought.

Now that he has a small achievement in body and soul, he is comparable to a Golden Core cultivator. Perhaps he can go and take a look at the cultivator's cave that he discovered before.

After moving his body, Zhang Muyang frowned slightly when he was about to leave the customs. "Is this a bad guest coming?"

(End of this chapter)