Shamanism kills the god

A trace of blood seeped through the surface and penetrated into the inside of the Wheel of Time and Space, whistling and chirping. %&*";

Slowly, wisps of black smoke emitted from the moon-shaped wheel of time and space, which was the magic energy evaporated from the wheel of time and space.Under the infiltration and refinement of Mu Feng's natal blood, the imprint left by the Heavenly Demon clan on this treasure began to loosen until it disintegrated and dissipated.With the help of wisps of blood, Mu Feng's divine sense penetrated into the wheel of time and space.

Inside, there are a lot of restrictions, with a mass of chaotic air constantly rolling up and down as the core.

Mu Feng's divine sense was cautious, not daring to rush in easily.It wasn't until the heavy restrictions were covered with a layer of blood and refined by his own blood energy that he continued to move forward, approaching the tumbling chaos.After all the restrictions on the periphery were refined, the natal blood continued to permeate in, and slowly, the chaotic qi was also covered with a layer of blood.

However, just when Mu Feng thought he was done and was about to refine this peerless treasure, suddenly, the Qi of Primal Chaos rolled violently up and down, revealing a huge eye.It is deep and cold, with a demonic aura, as if leading to the legendary demon world.At first glance, it looks somewhat similar to the magic eye in the palm of the female devil.

not good!

Mu Feng was shocked, and immediately broke his arm to survive, cutting off the divine sense that was so close to the magic eye.

Sure enough, the next moment, the wheel of time and space in his hand was beating violently, as if he was about to break free from his big hand and go through the air.At the same time, a powerful soul attack erupted from inside the Wheel of Time and Space. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Mu Feng suddenly felt that there were hundreds of millions of heavenly demons roaring and shouting together in his mind, and his head was about to explode. .

Fortunately, I prepared myself well in advance, and after a sharp pain, the spirit in my mind quickly stabilized!

"Sure enough, it is a peerless treasure of the Heavenly Demon clan. However, since it has fallen into the hands of a great blood refining witch, how can it be so easy to take it back?"

Mu Feng yelled sharply, and once again sprayed his natal qi and blood on it, forcibly refining it at all costs.

Slowly, the beating of the wheel of time and space became slower and slower, and once again a divine thought penetrated into it, and it can be found that the magic eye in the air of chaos gradually dissipated. i^What was replaced was a drop of essence and blood, a drop of life essence and blood that contained one's own blood, yang energy and divine thoughts!Soon, a series of mysterious runes appeared on the wheel of time and space, and the blood glowed, and there was a cordial feeling, which was completely refined by him.At the same time, an ancient and strange memory appeared in his mind.

"The end of endless time is space; the end of endless space is time. What is time and what is space?"

"Humans have the seven emotions and six desires, and the heaven and the earth also have a lifespan. They all have their own past, present and future lives!"

"Whoever controls the past, present and future controls time and space"

Mu Feng slowly comprehended the memory in his mind, and slowly, an ancient space-time law came to mind, and a little inexplicable feeling came to his heart.With a hand pinching a formula, the body shakes and swings at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the figure becomes weaker and weaker.In the blink of an eye, it turned into countless dust, like quicksand, it disappeared with a crash under the blowing of the cold wind.

The next moment, he returned silently to the distant Mu Mansion, to the old house where he grew up.

After nightfall, other places in Mu Mansion were brightly lit and full of people's voices.However, this remote old house is quiet, and even the oil lamp hanging on the wall of the living room is reluctant to light it.Occasionally, a few whispers of laughter came from the side room.

"Where's the mother?"

Mu Feng first gently pushed open the door of his mother's bedroom, and then walked towards the side room when he saw that the bed was empty.After walking a few steps, he saw the scene in the wing room through the crack of the door.

The mother, who was ill, sat calmly in front of the simple desk, with a blank sheet of paper spread out in front of her, her long hair coiled high behind her head, and she looked pretty good.Mu Qingzhu, who is a little ghost and a spirit, rubs ink gently on the side, and acts like a baby in a low voice from time to time, as if she is begging her mother Situ Qing to draw a picture or write a word for her.

"Auntie, please, help me draw a portrait of Brother Mu Feng." Mu Qingzhu rubbed the ink while pestering Situ Qing, "I heard that when Auntie was young, she was a talented woman who was famous in the imperial capital. A layman in the Qing Dynasty, he knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he is especially good at calligraphy and painting. Auntie, just draw me a picture!"

"What kind of talented girl, what kind of chess, piano, calligraphy and painting, my aunt is old, and she has forgotten all about it!"

Situ Qing shook her head and smiled. During the days when Mu Feng was away, she regarded Mu Qingzhu, a weird elf, as her daughter, and it was under the latter's careful care that her condition improved day by day. What's so good about my brother, why draw his portrait? Why don't you draw a sketch for our green bamboo!"

"No, I don't want my own sketch, I want Brother Mufeng's portrait."

Mu Qingzhu pursed her mouth, unyielding, "Auntie, you don't go out all day, you don't know how famous Brother Mu Feng is now. I heard that he was rated as a university with four books and three swords as soon as he joined Xiangshan Academy He defeated the Eighteen Battle Partners in one fell swoop and passed the assessment almost perfectly. Next, he went to the Heavenly Demon Battlefield and became famous in the Kongming Valley. A master in the world can be named Master Wen, shaking the world, and is very likely to be accepted as a closed disciple by the master of the Xiangshan Academy. First, he was named a Jianning scholar, full of knowledge; now, he is supernatural and has both civil and military skills. Aunt, you don’t know Ah, now inside and outside the Mu Mansion, many people are scrambling to snap up Brother Mu Feng's calligraphy, paintings and manuscripts from earlier years."

"So, you want a calligraphy and painting of your elder brother Mu Feng, so that you can sell it for money?" Situ Qing smiled and shook his head.

"Hmph, I'm not short of that money. I want to keep it for others to see. Only I have this kind of calligraphy and painting. No matter how much money other people have, they can't buy such calligraphy and painting." Mu Qingzhu snorted, thinking of the faces of the so-called ladies, she felt very upset, waiting to show off Mu Feng's calligraphy and painting in front of them, "Auntie, if you can, please help me draw one. Brother Mu Feng never came back once he went to Jiangling Mansion, it has been several years since I saw him, Qing Zhu misses him!"

"All right!"

Situ Qing nodded, took the pen and lightly dipped it in the freshly ground ink, and began to draw on the white paper.Maybe, it was Mu Qingzhu who couldn't resist begging; maybe, like Mu Qingzhu, he hadn't seen him for a few years and missed his son.

Unlike Mu Feng's majestic calligraphy and paintings, which penetrate the back of the paper, she writes gently, and the portraits she portrays look extraordinarily delicate.After a slight rustling sound, a handsome scholar appeared on the paper.

Wearing a plain white robe with patches, with a hint of youthful youthfulness on his face, he is half a head taller than his peers, but his body is frail.Carrying a bamboo basket on his back, walking among the white mountains and black waters, it seems that he is on the way back from collecting herbs, with a few drops of sweat oozing from his forehead.There are a few thick ancient books pressed on the bamboo basket. It seems that even if you go to the mountains to collect medicine, you have to look through these ancient books when you are resting.At first glance, a strong scholarly atmosphere rushed towards his face, lifelike.

"Okay, that's great, thank you Auntie! It is said that like a mother, like a son, it is true. Unexpectedly, the calligraphy and painting drawn by my aunt are more beautiful than those drawn by Brother Mufeng! I think, one day, when the real person named Wen Brother Mu Feng, the champion of high school, returned to his hometown in Jinyi, and he must be very happy to see this calligraphy and painting." Seeing the portrait on the paper, Mu Qingzhu was so excited that he snatched it into his hands and looked at it carefully, nodding frequently, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it .

"Renren Wen? Is it a good thing if you are strong?"

Situ sighed quietly. When the news came that his son Mu Feng became a blockbuster in Kongming Valley and was named Master Wen by the masters of the world, the whole Mu Manor was a sensation and had a carnival all night long.However, instead of being excited, she was depressed.As her son Mu Feng's strength grew, she understood that the day she was most worried about over the years would come sooner or later.Even if I hid in the southern border far away from the imperial capital, I couldn't escape. Perhaps, this was the fate of myself and my son Mufeng!

One of the two was very excited, the other was secretly worried, neither of them noticed that a tall and straight figure stood in the darkness outside the door at some point.

"Mother"

Seeing his mother's worried and premature appearance, Mu Feng felt sour and let out a soft cry.Just when he was about to walk over, suddenly, his eyebrows moved, and he felt something strange.Before he had time to think about it, he pinched a formula with his hand, and his body quickly dimmed, turned into quicksand and disappeared, and quickly returned to the distant Xiangshan Academy!

Behind him, Situ Qing seemed to hear something, turned around abruptly, Fenger, Fenger blew loudly, and rushed out the door like a gust of wind.Unfortunately, under the hazy moonlight, the yard was quiet and there was nothing.After a while, after Mu Feng couldn't be found anywhere, he thought it was his own illusion, and quietly returned to the room with Mu Qingzhu's support.