A false alarm.
It turned out that Mu Yu was playing with Mu Jianping before, and he heard Mu Jianping say that he had become his master, that brother Pei Feng. He also said how amazing his master was.
Mu Yu was originally a martial artist, and his cultivation was already at the peak of the Xiantian realm. Hearing the lady say that Pei Feng had already reached the acquired realm at the age of fourteen, I felt a little itchy. He had some vague disbelief that a fourteen-year-old child could reach the acquired realm. Even if it was true as Mu Jianping said, he concluded that Pei Feng had just broken through. With his peak Xiantian realm strength and his exquisite boxing skills, it is not necessarily impossible for him to fight. Therefore, he couldn't help but dare to challenge Pei Feng.
After the fight, he realized what it means to have a different world and a better world. This guest of the Mu family is a real master. Mu Yu was convinced.
"Brother Feng, how did you make this body? Even the triceratops in the forest is far behind."
When Mu Yu saw that Pei Feng was still angry and ignored him, he took out a jar of wine from the hall and said, "Little brother, I, Mu Yu, will apologize to you." As he said this, he raised the jar of wine and was about to drink it.
Pei Feng said angrily: "Don't drink too much. If I hadn't seen you wearing animal skins just now, I would have guessed that you are from Luzhou City. If I really hit you hard, the consequences would be serious."
Mu Yu now has no doubts about what Pei Feng said. When the beast tide came, he fought off a group of rough-skinned and thick-skinned triceratops with his fists. But hitting Pei Feng's seemingly tender skin had no effect at all. This alone made him obedient.
Mu Yu said with a smile: "If you beat me, I asked for it. I deserve it. But little brother can't tell the head of the family about this. If little brother is still angry, you punch me twice."
Pei Feng glared at him. He was still afraid in his heart. If he really used force in the first punch, Mu Yu's arm would be destroyed.
Mu Jianping's eyes were filled with tears. She lowered her head and tugged at the corner of Pei Feng's clothes to admit her mistake: "Master, it's all my fault. It's not my fault. Brother Mu Yu is not to blame, please don't be angry."
Pei Feng burst into tears when he saw Mu Jianping crying. No anger at all.
"Okay, I won't tell this matter."
"Thank you, little brother." Mu Yu cupped his fists and bowed, and hurriedly left the yard. There is a dull pain in my wrist. Mu Yu couldn't help but take a breath when he took a closer look. But he saw that his wrist was swollen and was thicker than his forearm. Five deep fingerprints were sunken into it. This is just an understatement of Pei Feng's strength. At this moment, he understood what consequences that punch would bring to him if Pei Feng really did not withdraw his strength during the fist fight. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
After Mu Yu left, Pei Feng saw that Mu Jianping's face was still dripping with tears, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He wiped the little guy's tears with his hands.
Mu Jianping knew she had done something wrong and did not dare to raise her head. She just stood there waiting for the master's punishment.
Pei Feng was not a good at coaxing children, so he didn't know what to say.
"It's okay, you can go back."
Mu Jianping still stood with her head down and said nothing.
Pei Feng scratched his head. He took the jar of wine next to him. Dip your hands on the ground and draw a blade of grass.
"Jianping, do you know what kind of grass this is?"
Mu Jianping took a few steps forward and looked at the paintings on the ground. After thinking for a while, he said with a cry: "It's a clover."
Pei Feng secretly sighed that this little guy was worthy of being from a family of alchemists, and he actually knew him.
So he drew a more complex pattern. "what about this?"
"This is ginseng."
"Oh?" Pei Feng became interested. Draw another picture.
Mu Jianping squatted beside him and finally smiled, saying, "This is a poisonous mushroom."
"How do you know this mushroom is poisonous?"
"Because of this." Mu Jianping pointed at the spots on the mushroom with her little finger.
Pei Feng touched her little head and said, "It's not easy. You must not recognize the next one." Then he drew a more precious herbal pattern.
Sure enough, Mu Jianping shook her head.
Pei Feng's face showed the satisfaction of victory. Said: "Then you have to remember it. This is called Dream Leaf Grass, which is a kind of herb that can heal trauma."
Mu Jianping did not dare to slack off. Listen carefully to Master's first lesson.
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I don’t know when the tradition of the alchemy competition in Luzhou City started to form every three years. Now it has developed into the largest gathering in Luzhou City. On this day, hunters do not hunt and merchants do not sell goods. Men, women, adults and children will gather under the rooftop to watch this visual feast. The city of Luzhou has not been peaceful recently, and this alchemy competition can help people dilute the gloom they have been feeling for many days.
Dabi was early that morning. Everyone in the Mu family was busy.
Some young and strong servants, led by Mu Yu, carried the Mu family's four-cauldron treasure furnace to the rooftop. As for why Mu Yu was wearing a bandage today, no one knew.
The maids spontaneously formed a team and were practicing their voices in the yard. So that for a while their cheers could overwhelm the other major families.
Mu Jianxin's personal maid Sisi couldn't help but complain a little. During the last competition, she followed the eldest lady on the stage. Now the eldest lady has gone to monk Lu Li's mansion in the south of the city and is no longer involved in worldly affairs. She also fell into the flag-waving team. I saw Qingqing girl holding the second young lady and wandering around leisurely. She felt even worse.
Mr. Mu solemnly took out a robe from the alchemy room and put it on himself. He put his hands behind his back and walked around the courtyard, drawing cheers from countless disciples. That was the master's elixir robe. Only on such grand festivals would Patriarch Mu wear them.
"Master, we must win!"
"The head of the family must win!"
The cheers were louder than the other.
Mucheng smiled and pressed his palms and said, "Save your strength. I'll shout again when I get to the rooftop."
Pei Feng's brows wrinkled slightly. He couldn't understand how the outside world could have such strange rules. He just found out today that the alchemist still has his own alchemy robe! In the outside world, the alchemy robe is a symbol of the alchemist's identity, just like the official uniforms worn by officials and the official hats on their heads.
As soon as he saw the old man of the Mu family wearing a red robe, he immediately had a solemn and serious look. He also spoke with a somewhat enigmatic tone.
Look again at the eye-catching word "spirit" on his elixir robe. Pei Feng even got goosebumps all over his body. This is because he is afraid that others will not know that he is a great spiritual alchemist. The black line on Pei Feng's end. Thinking of the time when all the people in my clan were all golden alchemists. If everyone did it this way, with big golden characters written on everyone's back... it would be too funny.
But when he saw Mu Jianfeng's pill robe, his lower limit for funny was set again.
Mu Jianfeng walked out of the room with his head held high. He shook his robe, looking awe-inspiring and upright. The young disciples clapped their hands and shouted, and the maids looked rosy.
Pei Feng tried his best to blink his eyes, but he was caught. The word "spirit" on Mu Jianfeng's alchemy robe almost covered the entire robe. And it's written in gold. The robe swayed in the sunlight, and the big golden characters dazzled so hard that people couldn't open their eyes.
He put his arm around Pei Feng's shoulders and said, "Brother Pei Feng. Come on, I'll get the Fire Ganoderma for you."
Pei Feng was extremely moved and grateful for this elder brother's thoughtfulness. But he secretly swore that he would never wear such a pill robe in his life. He couldn't afford to lose this person.
