Super Martial God

"Hahaha..."

"Really, killing fish and killing crabs can absorb vitality and good fortune. This is great fortune." Excitement, excitement and unspeakable joy filled Lin Mu's heart.

Lin Mu's emotional excitement startled Lin Xiaowan nearby. In her eyes, Lin Mu lowered his head and trembled all over at the moment, as if he had a wind attack.

"Young master, what's the matter with you?" Lin Xiaowan worried.

"Silly girl, I'm fine. Don't worry. Young master will never let you be wronged in the future." Hearing Lin Xiaowan's voice, Lin Mu's heart suddenly became heavy again. Even such a powerful surprise still could not dilute the pain caused by Lin Xiaowan's torture.

But then Lin Mu looked at the fish like a treasure.

Poof!

Another fish was killed. Lin Mu became more and more vigorous as he dried. The Qi in his body kept surging and turned into a trace of heat flow towards the Wu pulse of his body.

"How can I suddenly absorb vitality?"

While enjoying the pleasure of strength improvement, Lin Mu was curious, "is it related to the experience in the lake?"

Lin Mu can only think of this possibility.

"It seems that Gao Feng won't hurt me if you want to meet Gao Feng."

Cold awns appeared in the dark pupil, but at this time, hate could not stop the excitement. Soon, Lin Mu was immersed in the joy of strength improvement.

Time flies by.

Lin Xiaowan stared at her young master in amazement. Originally, she was worried that the young master was noble and would not be able to adapt to this chore. Unexpectedly, the young master was very excited instead of not adapting.

"My cultivation has already reached the peak of second-order martial arts disciples, but I have stagnated in this bottleneck for five years. Now I have killed 50 fish, so I will be promoted to second-order perfection. When all these 100 fish are killed, I will certainly break through."

In Lin Mu's legs, there are two faint blood meridians.

There are ten martial veins. They are born chaotic like paste. Only by constantly cultivating and awakening them one by one can they be formally cultivated.

Shiwu pulse, namely left foot pulse, right foot pulse, root pulse, umbilical pulse, middle pulse, heart pulse, left hand pulse, right hand pulse, throat pulse and top pulse.

Lin Mu has condensed two foot veins, which are the second-order martial disciples. Now, in addition to the two foot veins, the third martial vein is looming directly above his legs, which is a sign that the root vein is about to take shape.

Goo Goo

A trace of vitality poured into Lin Mu's Dantian and was absorbed by Wu Mai. Lin Mu felt that Wu Mai seemed to breathe, which was more and more consistent with the breathing frequency of ID.

Lin Mu's confidence has become stronger and stronger.

"Gao Jianfeng and Gao lanyue, you wait. Sooner or later, I will return my pain to you a hundred times and a thousand times."

"And all the people who bully the small bowl, you will soon pay the price you deserve."

In the past, Lin Mu didn't dare to expect these things, but now everything is different.

When Lin Mu was killing his machine, Lin Zhaojun was looking at Lin Mu with a ghost on his face outside the breeding yard: "although this waste material has a little strength, at least it's a young master who really does the humble chore of killing fish? And so energetic? "

"Young master, this waste is clearly willing to degenerate. Knowing that there is no hope of practice, he abandoned himself." Zhao Fang flattered.

"That makes sense." Lin Zhaojun gave her a look of approval.

Zhao Fang was more energetic: "young master, can we just forget it? Look at both of them. They don't look tortured at all. "

"Hum, it's not that easy." Lin Zhaojun smiled.

Boom!

Lin Mu didn't know what Lin Zhaojun and others said and didn't care. At this time, he finally killed a hundred fish. A sound of nature sounded in the sea.

Buzzing, buzzing!

Wu pulse vibrates with high frequency, and the third Wu pulse root pulse is completely formed!

"Martial disciple Level 3."

"Breakthrough."

"Ha ha, after five years, I finally broke through!"

Lin Mu roared in his heart, and his excitement and joy were self-evident.

Every additional pulse of martial arts means that he has more than 100 Jin of power. Now his power has increased from 200 Jin to 300 Jin.

But at this time, someone took a bad view and interrupted his mood immersed in joy.

"A hundred fish, finished?" Lin Zhaojun came in with a group of servants, pushing the door and covering his mouth and nose.

"You can't count yourself?" Lin Mu returned to his senses and looked at Lin Zhaojun indifferently.

Lin Zhaojun has counted outside, and naturally he won't count any more. What he said just now is just to show off his prestige. Unexpectedly, Lin Mu is so illiterate and his eyes flash cold.

Then he seemed to think of something, smiled and turned to Lin Xiaowan: "Xiaowan, have you considered what I said to you a few days ago?"

Lin Xiaowan bit his lips with his teeth: "I said I wouldn't agree."

Hearing the speech, Lin Mu's face was angry. It seems that there is another secret. It's hateful that he cares too little about Xiaowan and knows nothing about it.

"Xiaowan, why are you so stubborn? What's good about following this waste? You do chores every day and suffer from torture." Lin Zhaojun's face sank. "As long as you promise me to be the maid of the fourth young master, from now on, not only no one dares to bully, but also live a life of rich clothes and food."

"OK, Lin Zhaojun, and Lin Feilong, you are very good!" Lin Mu's teeth were "clucking".

The fourth young master in Lin Zhaojun's mouth is undoubtedly Lin Feilong. This beast is paying attention to playing a small bowl.