The next day.

In the early morning, Zhang Muchen sat quietly on a cushion in the yard, and the red sun that was about to come out was on his face.

Zhang Muyang stood beside him and said the secrets about practice. In any case, the basis of practice is spiritual energy. If you want to practice and step into the threshold of practice, the first step is to feel the spiritual energy and whether your body can retain the spiritual energy to refine it. This process is usually called Qi refining in the world of practice.

Although Zhang Muchen was first exposed to practice, she had good qualifications. With Zhang Muyang being the one who guided her, it was not difficult for her to refine Qi into her body.

Zhang Muchen kept adjusting her breathing rhythm, and she slowly entered a state, as if she could detect inexplicable gas passing by beside her. These gases entered her body as she breathed, wandering inside her body.

As she kept sucking and spitting, Zhang Muchen felt that her whole body was warm. After a long time, the red sun rose and the sky was full of gold. Zhang Muchen spitted out a little white air. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

Zhang Muyang, who was standing aside, nodded secretly. This girl is still very talented. Although she is not as perverted as Ling Bing and the Jade Ding, she is also a middle-class and top-notch. With the spirit gathering array, and the natural and earth treasures provided by the family, as long as she does not suffer a disaster and does not commit suicide, the golden elixir is expected. As for the golden elixir, it depends on her luck.

Zhang Muchen moved his body and jumped to Zhang Muyang and said, "Brother, it turns out that practicing is so comfortable. If I had known I would have practiced early. Now I may have become a female hero. The few who bullied me last night were knocked down in minutes." Having said this, Zhang Muchen's eyes turned, and his words turned, he pulled Zhang Muyang's arm and kept acting coquettishly: "Brother, don't you know how to refine elixirs? Is there any kind that can improve your cultivation by eating one."

Zhang Muyang raised his hand and said, "You think it's beautiful. Practice focuses on step by step. Don't be lazy, otherwise you will suffer in the future. If you have the magic pill that can improve your cultivation by taking one pill, then practice will be too easy."

Zhang Muchen, who was beaten up, covered his fair forehead, pursed his lips and continued to act cutely, "That's what I asked, Besides, I'm not all written in the novel?"

Zhang Muyang ignored her cuteness and said, "You said that it was a novel. I will tell you again. The first step in practicing is to feel the spiritual energy, but the most important thing is to cultivate yourself. Don't be lazy, otherwise I will be able to save you even if I get into a devil."

Seeing that her brother was talking serious, Zhang Muchen nodded repeatedly. She was not stupid and knew at least.

Seeing her humble attitude, Zhang Muyang continued to feel at ease, "Okay, go for breakfast. From now on, I will sit quietly and practice martial arts every morning and night. I will let your sister-in-law Ling Bing supervise you."

With the wonderful feeling just now, the fool would sleep in. She stuck out her tongue at Zhang Muyang and said, "Don't worry, I will work hard to practice. By the way, brother, who are the people last night?"

Zhang Muchen is the legitimate princess of the Zhang family. When have they been so scared? Even Wang Huan, that boy, was destroyed by Zhang Muyang before he even took action. Although the person who wanted to bully her last night had been killed, what if there was a party? If you don’t teach a lesson to deal with such a white-skinned pig, how can you vent her hatred in her heart? Especially since TMD is two foreigners, she, Zhang Muchen, can’t bear it.

Zhang Muyang rubbed her head and guessed her thoughts. After all, isn’t the best brother to know her daughter?

"It's just a bunch of foreign messes. Don't worry, I'll get this done. Go and have breakfast if you can."

Speaking of this, the two of them walked out of the courtyard. Zhang Muchen ran to have breakfast, while Ling Bing came over and asked, "I want me to follow you this time to go to Yanjing."

Zhang Muyang smiled and said, "No, you're hurt. You're just going to have a few more days off at home. Don't you say you're vaguely feeling like you want to break through? There's no need to go to Yanjing to absorb smog, which will affect your mood and your cultivation."

Ling Bing nodded. In fact, she had no good feelings for the imperial capital, although it was the center of China.

"Okay, don't think about it, go for dinner first."

Just as he had used up breakfast with Ling Bing, the phone on Zhang Muyang rang.

Yu Ye's voice was still so rough: "Mr. Zhang, thank you for taking action on the Ma family."

Zhang Muyang smiled and said, "Yu Ye, the family doesn't speak two families, and the Ma family doesn't care about our spiritual mines, but it won't be good if you say that Yu Ding is my apprentice."

Yu Zhentian also knew that Zhang Muyang was a human being, and knew that his words were not fake. He also smiled and said, "Haha, Mr. Zhang said, "If you have time, come to the northwest and we will not return without getting drunk."

Zhang Muyang replied: "It must be, it must."

Zhang Muyang still has a lot of favors for the Yu family. Excluding Yu Ding, the apprentice, Yu Zhentian directly sent all the first batch of spirit stones to him last time. Zhang Muyang was grateful for this matter, but he also had to bear some favors in his heart.

When he was about to hang up the phone, a sudden burst of voice came to Zhang Muyang's ear and said, "Mr. Zhang, can you bring a few bottles of immortals drunk next time you come?"

It was not Yu Zhentian who spoke, but Yu Zhenhai, the second master of the Yu family. He was originally a person who loved wine. After drinking the gods and immortals, he was addicted to it and could not extricate himself. If he didn't drink a sip every day, he felt uncomfortable all over.

The fairy wine that Zhang Muyang obtained from Mr. Guo has now gradually started to be produced, but it has not been distributed nationwide, but is only circulated in a small range. Scarcity is precious, not to mention the fairy drunk or spiritual wine.

For others, taking the fairy wine is a luxury, but for Zhang Muyang, he can drink as much as he wants. He said: "No problem, Second Master, I will definitely let you drink enough at that time."

"Then I'll say thank you in advance."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Muyang and Ling Bing kept in a warm manner for a while, they went to the alchemy room.

In the next two days, while guiding Zhang Muchen to practice, Zhang Muyang refined some Yuan Peiyuan Pills and Qi Refining Pills. Although these pills were not very effective for him, they were always prepared for any trouble.

On October 8th, cold dew.

Zhang Muyang came to Yanjing one day early. Now Yanjing is already a little cool. As the establishment of the Special Ninth Bureau approaches, a large number of monks gathered inside and outside Yanjing.

The establishment of the Special Ninth Bureau this time was to formally rectify Dai Changsheng and others, and the other reason was that the country wanted to intimidate monks outside the domestic system.

In the past, the spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and monks were not revealed in front of others. The country could easily control anyone who was disobedient, and he could almost ignore him.

But now it is different. With the complete recovery of spiritual energy, more and more monks are becoming more and more important. Ordinary soldiers are not easy to use. The country naturally has other ideas. Let those monks know that the country is still the previous country, and the world is still the world of GD. Don’t think that it’s okay to cultivate an immortal. There are thousands of national party members, and some people are dealing with you.
Chapter completed!