THE UNRIVALED MIRACLE DOCTOR AND THE GOD
Chapter 400: Innate Spirit Root, Third Stage! [1]
"No way! Did the opponent play a trick?"
“What kind of metrics? Does our little master need such a despicable method?” Feng Yufei could not help but refute.
Zhao Nanxing also directly said boldly: "Yes. If he was truly defeated by the war, how would Shen Bicheng admit it? Could it be that you all thought him stupid?"
The threat of implied punishment succeeded in dispelling suspicion.
After recounting the results of the duel, Shen Bicheng did not care about everyone, nor did he care about the other members of the four great families, and left the valley quietly.
As soon as Shen Bicheng left, everyone's focus was on Mu Qingge.
In the first battle between Mu Qingge and Shen Bicheng in Shengyuan Imperial Palace, few people saw him with their own eyes. Even if it then spreads, word of mouth, many things deviate from the facts.
Even after talking about the battle, Mu Qingge and Shen Bicheng drew.
However, for geniuses from first and second-rate countries, they would prefer a genius who had long been at the top of their heads to win over Mu Qingge, instead of Mu Qingge, a dark horse that won.
Such psychology is very awkward, but it is very rare for people to have a sense of homosexuality.
"He actually defeated Shen Bicheng?"
"Although I don't want to believe it, could it be that what Shen Bicheng said personally was wrong?"
"Yes God! What kind of crime came from this third-class country? Is he really from a third-rate country? With him, we've all been losers."
"Could feng shui change, and luck be a third-rate country? Looks like I should take the time to visit a third-rate country."
"Call me if I go. I'm also a little interested in Feng Shui in third-rate countries."
Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei walked up to Mu Qingge without waiting for their questions. Mu Qingge said: "Is the game over?"
What he asked naturally was the entire second stage.
Zhao Nanxing nodded, "It's over. The results of the points will be announced in the three days before the third stage."
"Then let's go." Mu Qingge nodded loudly.
Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei would naturally not object to his decision.
Without greeting the people in the corridor, Mu Qingge brought them back to the post house.
After he left, the spectators in the corridor also planned to leave.
The news received today has an impact on each family.
Especially Heimu and Lou Xuantie.
Shen Bicheng had been famous in first-class countries and second-class countries for a long time, and both of them were familiar with it. Of course, but unwilling, he was able to create his own fighting skills at such a young age, and his strength was not weak.
This is enough to impress them.
However, Shen Bicheng, who had taken everything out from the bottom of the box, still lost to Mu Qingge.
This allowed them to reassess Mu Qingge's combat capabilities.
The two exchanged glances secretly, the vigilance in their eyes was clearly visible.
When the two of them were about to leave, Jiang Li's eyes were fixed on them. At this moment, the female attendant whom he had sent to inquire about the news came back and came to his ear to report.
However, the information found made Jiang Li extremely dissatisfied.
“Cannot find anything?” Jiang Li frowned, her voice slightly colder.
The female attendant lowered her head and said nervously: "Yes, Your Majesty. I spread all the spies of our ancient mage kingdom in Tiandu, but they came back and found nothing."
Jiang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and the gleam coming out of his eyes became even colder. "Continue investigating, the more you can't find, the more ghosts they have. Keep a close eye on them for me, and report anything to me immediately."
“Ya, Your Highness.” The female officer lowered her head and retreated.
Jiang Li stood up, the match was over, Mu Qingge also left, of course she did not need to stay.
Moreover, the report just now made him feel very upset.
Nothing was found, so the faint anxiety in his heart grew even greater. An unwarranted perception of danger seemed to warn him.
Jiang Li raised her hand and gently covered the position of her heart.
Inside, the beating heart had blood of various races, and mythical creatures were always more sensitive to crisis than humans.
Jiang Li had known about this since she was a child. So, since his heart told him that danger was approaching, he had to follow his heart and find out.
“Queen Jiang.” Suddenly, Huangfuhuan walked towards Jiang Li.
Jiang Li calmly put down her hand and raised her eyes to look at the noble man walking towards her.
As Huangfuhuan, it was no exaggeration to say that he was the most honorable person among the younger generation in Linchuan. If the time was different, another type of meeting, perhaps Jiang Li would be more pleasant for him.
But now, the worry in his heart was still unresolved, where was the worry of accompanying Huangfuhuan talking love?
"Queen Jiang, the second stage is over. There will be three days off. I don't know what the Queen's planning for these three days?" Huang Fuhuan offered an invitation.
It seemed that after he confessed, his mannerisms and speech became more bold and forthright.
Jiang Li sneered, "Sorry, Your Majesty. Only then did my kiss Qingge come out of the cage. These three gods should be by his side and not want to go anywhere."
"So ..." Huang Fuhuan was not surprised by Jiang Li's words. He was also not angry, still smiling, and said to Jiang Li: "Then, Huan won't bother you. When the Queen is free, Huan will invite her again."
After that, he turned around and left without any chaos.
This kind of generosity was somewhat appreciated.
Seeing Huangfuhuan leave, Jiang Li also left the valley of the game. He did not return to the post house where he lived, but went to the post house where he lived in a third-rate country.
...
Returning to the post house, Mu Qingge did not speak to Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei, so she walked into her room.
Closing the room door, Mu Qingge disappeared into the space before turning around.
In space, everything seemed no different than usual. Yuan Yuan was still playing in the reeds and grass outside. Yin Chen practiced calmly.
The only thing left was her cute figure.
“Bos mom!” Seeing Mu Qingge appear, Yuan Yuan immediately rushed towards him.
The meat dumpling thrown into his embrace, Mu Qingge hurriedly extended her hand to catch it.
Yuan Yuan, who had eaten the Eight Desolation Void Flames, now looked like a three or four year old child, suddenly leaping up, still making Mu Qingge's arm sink.
“Mom's boss, Yuan Yuan misses you. Why are you coming!” Leaning on Mu Qingge's arm, Yuan Yuan touched her skirt affectionately, the smell from Mu Qingge's body making her comfortable and covered. Eyes closed.
To the children, Mu Qingge indeed had no experience.
Dealing with children is even rarer.
Even if Yuan Yuan was not an ordinary child, he was a strange fire. Hunyuan Tianji Yan, the first person in Linchuan Jieqiang's rank.
However, he now looked like a child, and he was still a precocious child.
Feeling Yuan Yuan rubbing against his chest, even with a ghost weapon in disguise, Mu Qingge blushed. He took Yuanyuan's collar, threw it roughly, and asked with a calm face, "Where is Mengmeng?"
Yuan Yuan rose from the ground unhappily and rubbed his fleshy butt, "He knew his mother's mother was coming, so he hid."
Mu Qingge's mouth twitched slightly, and walked towards Lei Chi, leaving behind a sentence: "Let him come to Lei Chi to meet me, otherwise the consequences will be your own risk."
After the fight with Shen Bicheng, his body was exhausted, it was the best time to train his body, so he would not miss it.
Entering the Lei Pond, Mu Qingge immersed his entire body into it The power of thunder and lightning in the Lei Pond continued to walk around him, making 'crack' sounds, softening his skin, flesh, blood, and bones.
Mu Qingge was immersed in cultivation, and after she ran inside her body for a week, she opened her eyes, and two powers of thunder and lightning shot out from her eyes.
In the corner of Lei Chi bank, Mengmeng crouched there, holding a small wooden stick in her hand, continuously piercing the ground.
"Meng." Looking at it, Mu Qingge said.
Suddenly hearing Mu Qingge's voice, he was so frightened that Mengmeng dropped the staff in her hand and suddenly stood with her hands behind her back.
With her appearance, Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows and smiled playfully at the corner of her mouth: "What makes you nervous?"
“No, it's nothing!” Mengmeng's eyes were erratic, she did not dare to look at Mu Qingge at all.
With his guilty conscience, Mu Qingge sneered in his heart. He narrowed his facial expression and asked in a deep voice: “I asked you, when I fought Shen Bicheng, what did you suddenly say about the innate fire spirit root?” If he remembered correctly, he first came to Yi Di world, while using the power of lightning, Si Mo looked at him and said something about Lei Linggen in astonishment.
“Truly not?” Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Well, I won't have any more medicine for you."
“Do--!” Shouted Mengmeng firmly.
Although taking the pill could not increase its strength, there was one thing that if hooked would be like tarsal maggots, which could not be discarded or abandoned. Once it's gone, it's dead.
Mengmeng cried and pouted, and said: "Major silver is good or bad! Every time you threaten a baby that's so bearable!"
Mu Qingge raised her hand, a thin electric arc like a snake flowed through her fingertips, and it landed at Mengmeng's feet on the beach, blowing up a small hole. Mengmeng was startled, and hurriedly jumped back to avoid danger.
He looked at Mu Qingge in horror.
Mu Qingge said with an indifferent expression: "Many things, you always thought that my cultivation level has not arrived yet, and refused to tell. But you must make it clear that I am your master, and you must obey my orders. Whahuh? What's good for me, what's bad for me, I'm making judgments, not you. "
"Main silver ..." Mengmeng looked at Mu Qingge in confusion.
Mu Qingge like that was something she had never seen before.
Mu Qingge slowly stood up from the thunder pond and walked to the beach. Coming to Mengmeng, looking at her condescendingly: "Now, I'm asking you, is the innate fire spirit root."
A shadow appeared on his face. The expression between the eyebrows was ice-cold.
Mengmeng was stunned and looked at Mu Qingge.
She had always thought that Mu Qingge was only growing up, even though she was not weak right now, she was still a small shrimp. But at this moment, he felt Mu Qingge's extremely strong heart.
"Maybe the power of the main bank is not enough. But Su, his heart is stronger than anyone can compare! Mengmeng said in her heart.
"Xiantian Fire Spirit Root was an opportunity for one. This opportunity determined the height he could reach in the future." Mengmeng finally spoke.
As she spoke this time, she also reduced her usual cute image, a little more serious.
He raised his head solemnly, looked at Mu Qingge, who was standing in front of him and enveloped him with a shadow, and said like a small adult: "In Linchuan, there is no doubt that, it is almost impossible to have an innate spiritual root. Sir is a special case. Shen Bicheng was also a special case. "
Mu Qingge's eyes narrowed, and her cute words surrounded his mind several times.
He asked: "What is the difference between this innate fire spirit root and Han Caicai's fire bloodline?"
Meng frowned and tilted her head, as if thinking of how to answer Mu Qingge's question.
After a while, he said: "It can be understood that the person with the innate fire root can manipulate all the flames in the world once the roots are awakened. In fact, his blood was fire. And those with a fire bloodline alone It could be said that they would have a natural affinity with fire. Ten people with fire bloodlines did not necessarily have fire roots. "
Mu Qingge frowned slightly, she pursed her lips in silence. It seems to digest funny words.
Seeing that he still had doubts in his eyes, Mengmeng added: "Teachers can understand this way. People with innate spiritual roots are qualified to become gods."
Lordy!
God again!
Mu Qingge's eyes suddenly shrank.
“People with innate spiritual roots have the qualifications to become gods.” Mu Qingge muttered these words in heart.
Mengmeng nodded excitedly, "Yes! Opportunity is fated from birth. People with innate spiritual roots could be said to be the darlings of heaven, with incredible talent and qualifications to become gods. They only have a few special bloodlines. Talented people, no matter how dazzling they were, could only stop at a god. This obstacle cannot be overcome by hard work. People who do not even have a special bloodline tend not to be able to touch the corner of a god. "
Spiritual roots, blood ...
Mu Qingge was slightly surprised.
What Mengmeng said was not something the Linchuan Realm could touch.
Linggen, he did not know if his Lightning System ability was calculated. And he originally had the dual power of Thunder and Outer Space. After which, his spatial ability storage ability was swallowed up by Mengmeng, activating the space that looked like this small world, he did not know if it was calculated.
A bloodline, he had a purification master bloodline that flowed from his mother.
Talent ... The physical original waste material, after being modified by a genetic modifying agent, is ten times the potency of a normal person.
It seemed that he had all of these unique conditions, and what awaited him was to walk down the street facing the sky and set foot on it.
However, he vaguely felt that things were not that simple.
Are people really divided into three, six or nine from birth? Are those with spiritual roots and bloodlines destined to become the pride of heaven?
Perhaps Mu Qingge had never felt that she was born a noble, so even though she had the talent that others wanted, she still did not consider her a genius.
He only felt strange that if everything was destined to match what Mengmeng said, then people would lose heart to fight back?
"Sirmer, you don't need to think too much now. There are many things, and it is difficult for me to explain them clearly to you one by one. When you reach that height, you will naturally understand." Mengmeng's voice became soft again.
Mu Qingge sighed and nodded.
Mengmeng was right, now that she knew this was enough, at least it made her no longer feel confused.
“Someone once told me not to expose your Lei Linggen easily, why is this happening?” Mu Qingge asked another question.
He asked Mengmeng a long time ago, but Mengmeng refused to answer because she was too weak.
Well, since this question is mentioned, then he will ask it again.
Who knows, Mengmeng's gentle face suddenly became serious again, and warned Mu Qingge: "Not only in Linchuan, even if the owner entered the Middle Ages, without absolute self-protection ability, he said, Can't be disclosed. "He said, he changed his words again:" No, it is better not to reveal it at any time. Once the news that the major silver had an innate spiritual root came out, it would cause countless problems. "
Mengmeng still did not say the reason, but the tone in her words made Mu Qingge know, I was worried that in the Middle Ages, the matter of spiritual roots would be more taboo.
Without asking any further, Mu Qingge lightly patted his jaw.
The mask returned to Shen Bicheng, "So, Shen Bicheng's future achievements will never be low."
Mengmeng nodded and said, "That's what I said. But it also depends on him. If he didn't have the determination to become stronger, he was just an ordinary genius."
"Xiantian Huo Linggen! It was only fitting that he could be so dazzling, he could cultivate to the peak of the purple realm at this age without opening up. Moreover, he could create his own fighting skill." Mu Qingge said enviously.
Mengmeng said in disdain: "Please, Mr. Silver. He had an innate fire root and created a magic horse of war skills. It is very common and ordinary! The combat skills of others always belonged to others, and were only those created by themselves. Alone, you can join yourself to exert maximum strength. At this point, the boy did a good job. "
Mu Qingge said dejectedly: "I also have Lei Ling roots. I didn't create my own combat skills for Mao?"
As a result, he exchanged a sense of disdain with Mengmeng, "Master Yin, can you do a good self-examination? The child was able to create his own fighting skills, it was because he had been immersed in cultivation from birth until now, apart from other things. What up. How're you? You are surrounded by worldly things all day long, running around, putting out all kinds of fires, and you are also working hard. The most important thing is that you forget that you only really started practicing more than four years ago. Huh uh?"
Mu Qingge blinked and noticed what Mengmeng said, which seemed to be true.
He avoided those cute little eyes and smiled awkwardly.
Easing the doubt in his heart for a while, Mu Qingge and Mengmeng walked out of the thunder pool.
As soon as he came out, he saw Yuan Yuan crouching pitifully outside, looking at them. Seeing him come out, Yuan Yuan immediately stood up in shock, his fleshy face filled with attachment.
Before Mu Qingge could speak, she felt Mengmeng grab onto her jacket and quickly crawl into her arms. With both hands tightly clasped the collar of her clothes, she proudly declared her sovereignty to Yuanyuan: "Jingyin loves her baby so much! Newcomers, queue!"
Mu Qingge's face darkened, and she said solemnly to Mengmeng, "What are you doing?"
Mengmeng blinked at him, and whispered: "Teacher Yin, the baby is still in early education. Don't let Yuan Yuan develop an overbearing temper since he was a child, thinking that everyone would spoil him!"
Mu Qingge was completely speechless.
A cute person who is not yet Yuanyuan University, reasonable to say that he wants to start early education?
How funny is this picture.
With a twitch in his mouth, Mu Qingge pulled Mengmeng down. Walking alone in front of Yuan Yuan, who bit his lips and wanted to cry.
Yuan Yuan's appearance made Mu Qingge feel gentle. He took out a porcelain bottle from his hand and handed it to Yuan Yuan.
Yuan Yuan immediately changed his crying face and took out a porcelain bottle with both hands. Nuonuo voice softly said, “Thank you, my mother!” Then, the demonstrator Chao Mengmeng looked towards him.
Mengmeng stood behind the two, her teeth twitching in anger.
Mu Qingge turned around and threw another porcelain bottle into Mengmeng's embrace. "You're sweet."
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Mengmeng's face.
Right now, Mu Qingge said to Yuan Yuan and Mengmeng: "Since they are together, they are one family. Families should love each other, and weapons should be the same on the outside, and they should not be confused ..."
Mu Qingge gave a crackling sermon, and when the two little ones were so dizzy, she turned around and left the room.
Busy to where Mu Qingge had disappeared, Yuan Yuan and Mengmeng looked at each other blankly.
The little eyes were accusing each other
"What do major banks want to say?"
"What did my mother-in-law say?"