In today's environment on Earth, the process of cultivation was like collecting water in a dry desert.
Every time they fought, they would exhaust themselves.
After consumption, it had to be quickly replenished.
It was like a car that had to be refueled after a certain mileage.
In the Age of Dharma Ending, this was the common pain of countless ordinary martial artists on Earth.
In this vast world, there is no shortage of excellent people. "
Unfortunately, he was born in the wrong era.
Of course, there were also cultivation resources.
For example, Spiritual Stones.
But most of them were controlled by official channels or some inherited aristocratic families or sects.
These forces could communicate with the non-human secret realms.
Through the exchange of resources, they could exchange for each other's needs.
For example, Li Mu had purely relied on a heaven defying cultivation technique and experience to cultivate his cultivation in the Last Days while he was still alive in the Last Days.
But no matter how heaven-defying he was, he had to abide by the rules of the universe.
Therefore, the battle in the abandoned grass-skiing field in Mount Qinling had consumed a lot of the accumulated Genuine Qi in his body.
Fortunately, he had Spiritual Stones to replenish it.
"I can feel that the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth is slowly recovering, and it is increasing every day.
"If I'm not mistaken, at this time in my previous life, the Spiritual Qi on Earth was also recovering.
"In comparison, the concentration of the Spiritual Qi in Randengsi Village is higher than that in Baoji City.
"That is to say, the closer we are to Mount Qinling, the more Spiritual Qi there is.
"The Spiritual Qi leaked from Mount Qinling.
"It may have something to do with the strange thunder that day.
"According to Qin Baxuan, among the top ten non-human secret realms, the secret realm in Mount Qinling ranks first. Maybe all these changes have something to do with the secret realm in Mount Qinling?"
Li Mu guessed.
"Mu, mom wants you to go home for dinner."
Li Jianzhen shouted at the door.
"Okay."
Li Mu answered while riding on the tree and looked in the direction of the village entrance.
A red modified Wrangler was passing by the plaque with the words "Young Ancestor's Legacy" and driving toward the village.
He smiled.
"What's coming has finally come."
He jumped down from the tree and went home for dinner.
In the middle of the meal, the sound of an engine came from the door.
Then, it was quiet again.
Li Mu could clearly sense that the red modified Wrangler stopped at the door.
But the man and the woman sitting in the car did not get out.
They sat in the car as if they were waiting for something quietly.
The motive was unknown.
Li Mu was too lazy to pay attention to him.
The family sat at the dining table in the yard.
Although Aunt Yun was a fake Shaanxi native, the minced meat noodles she made could be said to be unique in the whole Randeng Temple. Many old mothers who had been eating and making noodles for 30 to 50 years couldn't compare with Aunt Yun's cooking skills.
Li Mu ate twelve small bowls.
Li Jianzhen was also sweating profusely from eating.
Shaanxi's minced meat noodles were divided into big bowls and small bowls. The authentic ones were all small bowls, called 'One Mouthful of Fragrance'.
There was only a mouthful of noodles in the small bowl. He only ate the noodles and did not drink the soup. After eating, he did not use the soup anymore. Instead, he scooped up the noodles and poured the soup over it. The noodles were hand-rolled noodles. The soup contained green chives, orange diced carrots, white diced potatoes, red minced meat, oil and chili, and aged vinegar …
The fragrance lingered in his mouth as he took a bite.
Li Mu liked this kind of thing in his previous life.
In this life, he liked it even more.
He ate twenty bowls in one go.
"This child … Eat less. Don't overdo it," Li Hua said with a smile.
As an adult, he only ate ten bowls.
As the saying went, a half-grown boy ate up his father.
Chang Yan was right.
Knock, knock, knock.
There was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?"
Li Hua turned his head to look.
He saw a young man and a woman standing outside the door.
The man looked to be about 25 or 26 years old. He had short black hair, a square face, and looked quite serious. Despite his young age, he gave off the aura of an old cadre. He was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit without any creases, black leather shoes, and a pure black cloak with a pale gold belt. Against the black background, he was extremely eye-catching.
What was more conspicuous was the woman beside him.
The woman was 25 or 26 years old, which was the most beautiful age. She had a head of sharp short hair, delicate facial features, wheat-colored skin, and flaming red lips. She lifted her sunglasses and buckled them on her forehead. She was wearing a tight black leather suit, which set off her hot and sexy figure incisively and vividly. She had a kind of hot beauty.
At first glance, people could tell that these two people were not ordinary people.
Usually, in Randeng Temple Village, such people could not be seen at all.
Li Hua was stunned and subconsciously looked at Li Mu.
Since his peaceful life was broken, Li Hua had gradually adapted to the special identity of his wife and stepson, so he immediately associated the purpose of these two people with Li Mu.
"Who are you?"
Li Jianzhen asked directly without hesitation.
The young man stepped over the threshold and took a step in. From the beginning, his eyes were fixed on Li Mu, and he said, "I come to talk to you."
Li Mu picked up the noodles with chopsticks, finished the 21st bowl of "A Mouthful of Fragrance", and looked up at the young man.
Leng Fan.
The minister of the Shaanxi branch of the Heaven Palace.
His voice was exactly the same as the voice from Zeng Jiankong's mobile phone last night.
As soon as Li Mu heard it, he judged it.
To be honest, compared with the arrogant attitude on the phone, the Immortal Leng Fan in front of him gave Li Mu a completely different feeling.
This young man was like a silent iceberg, calm and tenacious, but also reliable and trustworthy. On the contrary, he was not as arrogant as on the phone.
"Are you Li Mu's friend? Come in and have a seat. Have you eaten? Would you like a bite? "
Li Hua, with the rustic and enthusiastic rural people, stood up and greeted him with a smile.
"I just want to talk to him alone."
Leng Fan pointed at Li Mu.
Li Mu snorted and said, "We haven't finished our meal yet."
Leng Fan frowned.
It was the mature lady in leather who gently pulled the back hem of Leng Fan's coat, and then grinned and said, "Ah, I smelled it outside. It smells so good. I have never seen such fragrant minced meat noodles in the provincial capital. Hee hee, uncle, aunt, can you give us two bowls? We can pay."
She seemed to be very familiar with him.
Li Mu did not say anything more.
Aunt Yun said, "Sit down."
After a while, six small bowls of minced meat noodles were served on a lacquered wooden plate.
"My name is Kaka, and this is my boss, Leng Fan."
The beautiful domineering lady Kaka made a simple self-introduction, and then picked up a bowl of noodles to eat. As soon as the first noodle entered her mouth, her eyes immediately lit up. The beauty emitted from her expression at that moment was like a blossoming rose.
She let out a long breath and said, "Ah, delicious, really delicious."
She ate five bowls in one go.
Only one bowl was left for Leng Fan.
Leng Fan hesitated for a moment, then picked up the bowl and picked up the noodles with his chopsticks.
After taking a bite, he paused for a moment. Then, without hesitation, he finished all the noodles in the bowl. He even drank the minced meat soup that he shouldn't have drunk. He also carefully picked up the chives at the bottom of the bowl with his chopsticks and ate them one by one.
Then he put down the bowl.
"I want to talk to you."
Leng Fan stared at Li Mu.
This was the third time he said the same thing.
Li Mu rubbed his eyebrows.
What a boring person.
"What do you want to say? Just say it." Li Mu said.
Leng Fan shook his head and said, "I want to talk to you alone."
"Are you a f * cking … recorder?"
Li Mu was speechless.
"Mu, your dad and I are going to play mahjong in the square. Jianzhen, come with us."
Aunt Yun left with Li Hua and Li Jianzhen.
Li Mu stood up and said while clearing the bowls and chopsticks, "Well, now I am alone. What do you want to say? Say it."
Leng Fan also stood up and watched Li Mu stand on a small stool and wash the dishes in the sink. He was speechless.
"A Wu Dao Grand Master standing on a small stool and washing dishes?"
He paused and said, "I think you already know my identity. Wu Dao Grand Masters have an unimaginable status in the country. Generally, the law does not bind Ancient Warriors, especially those who have reached the Wu Dao Grand Master Realm. But those who killed people of the Sky Palace are not included in the law. Even if they are Wu Dao Grand Masters, they must give me an explanation."
Li Mu said lightly, "An explanation? Sure. Tell me, what explanation do you want? "
Leng Fan said, "I want to know why you killed him."
Li Mu said, "It's simple. Because he deserved to die."
"Why did he deserve to die?"
"Well …"
Li Mu put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and turned around.
"Since you have asked me this question with such sincerity, I shall be merciful … Ah pui, I would like to ask you a question. Since when did your Sky Hall collude with the people of Kunlun?"
He told Leng Fan everything that Zeng Jiankong had done.
After listening, Leng Fan glanced at Kaka.
Kaka shook his head and said, "I don't know about this. The soldiers and snipers that Zeng Jiankong brought with him don't know either. They were just following orders. The Sky Palace has strict discipline. Subordinates will not question the orders of their superiors."
"If that's the case, then he indeed deserved to die."
Leng Fan said.
Li Mu turned around and continued to wash the dishes. "Fine. Just because of what you said, I won't pursue this matter."
The beautiful Kaka was speechless.
Leng Fan said, "But he deserved to die. It should be dealt with by the Sky Palace, not by your hands. Even a Wu Dao Grand Master cannot ignore the dignity of the Sky Palace."
Li Mu washed the last bowl and turned around.
"Alas, you people are so annoying."
He looked at Leng Fan and said, "Dignity is fought for by oneself, not given by others. You can't manage your own people well and lose face, but you want others to give you dignity. I am so sad … Well, since you want to maintain the dignity of the Sky Palace, let's make a bet. What do you think?"
Leng Fan shook his head. "I never do things that don't matter if I'm hungry."
Li Mu said, "No bet? Then do you want to go out by yourselves, or should I invite you out? "
Leng Fan frowned.
The beautiful Kaka hurriedly said, "I think we can make a bet. What do you want to bet?"
Leng Fan looked at her.
Kaka said, "Let's listen first."
Leng Fan said no more.
Li Mu said, "It's very simple. You two, no matter who you are, as long as you can withstand the power of my finger, I will give you whatever dignity you want. If you can't, hahaha, then you have to do one thing for me. What do you think?"
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