Chen Lingfeng pulled down the drooping rag from his broken sleeve, then applied some ointment to the wound, comforted him, "It's okay, it's just skin trauma, don't worry, boss."

Mu Yang quickly took out a spicy chicken sausage strip. Chen Lingfeng felt that this minor injury would not be used for such a valuable thing, but Mu Yang insisted that he eat it.

Chen Lingfeng couldn't resist and stuttered.

Mu Yang said guiltily: "That...I didn't expect it to be like this..."

Chen Lingfeng said, "Boss, you don't have to blame yourself. You have no eyes on the sword. You may be injured when you are practicing. When Qin Yun and I practice, we often get lottery tickets. You should be happy. To be honest, I didn't expect you to make such great progress. I was distracted by the shock."

This was the first time Mu Yang saw the admiration in Chen Lingfeng's eyes. This was the first time Lingfeng looked at Mu Yang with such an eye.

Mu Yang grabbed the back of his head awkwardly and smiled: "Haha, I know you have suppressed your strength, otherwise I would have lost that sword just now."

"Actually not." Chen Lingfeng shook his head, "Your temperament of swords just now is too terrible. For a moment, I fell into fear and became stunned."

Mu Yang pinched his waist with both hands and laughed to the sky, "Hahaha, I can scare you, this is enough to blow this for a year!"

Three black lines passed through Chen Lingfeng's forehead, and he knew that he could not praise him. As soon as he praised him, he would float. So Chen Lingfeng changed his tone, "But I feel that your temperament is almost nothing."

"Ahem...ahhhh!"

Mu Yang almost choked to death by his saliva, and asked blankly: "What's wrong?"

Chen Lingfeng recalled the scene just now, stared at Mu Yang's eyes and said, "Murderfulness."

Mu Yang was stunned. He seemed to have never considered this factor. The key point was that he didn't say anything about the magic trick. He was a young young man, how could he know any murderous aura?

Chen Lingfeng said: "In fact, murderous aura cannot be controlled by oneself. Only by tempering it in life and death can one be possessed subtly. There are enough people killed, and even if they do not take action, murderous aura will linger, making the opponent frightened."

However, Mu Yang has always been very resistant to murder. Although he killed Xue Feng that night, he did not kill him with his own hands, but with a spiritual talisman.

"Of course, your cold temperament is enough to scare your opponent. I just think that murderous aura will be more suitable for your martial arts."

Mu Yang listened to Chen Lingfeng's suggestion and left a scruple in his heart. Killing aura is actually a manifestation of temperament, but it is more domineering and aggressive.

A veteran who has been through the battlefield for a long time, and who has struggled through life and death, the murderous aura on his body is definitely not comparable to a young man who has talent and practices all day long.

Brother Dog said to Mu Yang seriously: "At present, you don't need to deliberately seek murderous aura. The murderous aura needs to be nurtured. The more people killed, the more murderous aura, the more evil aura will be. Once you are not sure about the degree, you are likely to lose yourself in the killing and become a murderous madman."

There are too many people in history who entered the Tao because of killing, but they also ruined themselves because of killing. The smell of blood is the easiest thing to make people lose.

Mu Yang and Chen Lingfeng temporarily stopped their discussions and each digested the details of the battle just now. Through actual combat, they could find their shortcomings to a large extent and improve them.

There are more and more people in the Yunmeng Realm, and many disciples simply set up tents here to make the final sprint.

Mu Yang still followed the original arrangement and lived a very fulfilling life every day. The elders also tended to be useful for the eight-sided battle.

With half a month left before the Battle of Eight Directions, Mu Yang successfully broke through to the fifth level of the Spiritual Vein Realm!

"Finally! Breakthrough!"

Mu Yang jumped up from the cushion excitedly, but he caught up with him. The large amount of spiritual power flowed in his body, which made me feel the most awesome in the world.

However, Mu Yang was stunned for a moment, then sat down and entered into a meditation again.

Because of the trading space of small shops, changes began to occur!

After waiting for so long, Mu Yang has been waiting for so long, and Brother Dog has been waiting for so long, and it has finally begun to change.

There was a rumbling sound in the entire trading space, like an earthquake. Brother Dog ran out of the small shop and looked around in the open area of ​​the courtyard.

Brother Dog shouted excitedly: "I'm going to upgrade, I'm going to upgrade!"

Mu Yang stared at the entire space, waiting for its changes, and finally, the convenience store began to emit a golden light.

The original wooden signboard of the "Dog Brother's Store" has changed into a golden metallic plaque!

The overall appearance of the convenience store is also coated with a layer of gold, and in short, it looks much richer.

Not only that, Mu Yang also noticed that there was another small shed on the left side of the original small shop, which looked quite like a garage.

It was not until this time that the changes in the convenience store ended, and it should be considered that the official upgrade was successful.

The brand new convenience store gives Mu Yang a very rich feeling. However, he is still very interested in that small shed.

The dog brother ran to the small shed happily, and a large black tool came out from it.

Mu Yang looked closely and saw that the person was stunned, "Damn it? Isn't this a motorcycle? The texture is quite exciting, but isn't the small shop a bit too awesome? Can even get a motorcycle? Could it be really from the earth? Isn't this good? I'm riding a motorcycle in Lingwu Continent, won't it be very playful?"

The motorcycle is black all over and looks very thick. Unlike Mu Yang’s memory, it has no exhaust pipes.

The dog brother touched the motorcycle with his dog's paws and said, "This should be your little motorcycle. This thing is very powerful. No matter what terrain it is, it can be like walking on flat ground, and it can also ignore gravity and fly directly! It is extremely fast and is a must-have item when traveling."

But Mu Yang was curious about another thing, "Does this thing burn oil or natural gas?"

It doesn't seem to be similar, after all, it doesn't even have an exhaust pipe.

Brother Dog moved his ears and said, "What, what natural gas? Of course it is a spirit-burning stone."

Mu Yang slapped his forehead and knew that he must be a money-burning product again, and the things given by this system were not so easy to take advantage of.

"How long can a piece of spirit stone last?"

Brother Dog tilted his head and thought for a long time, then said, "About a super spirit stone can run for half an hour. It depends on how you use it. If you want to fly directly, you need a lot of spirit stones to support it."

Anyway, it's quite expensive!

How far you can run and how high you can fly depends entirely on how much money you have.
Chapter completed!