Mu Chen looked at the stone chamber in front of him with black eyes. As the lord of Mu Domain, Mu Feng is a powerful man in this Northern Spirit Realm, and his inventory over the years will naturally not be weak.

Mu Chen was not polite to his father, so he quickly walked into the stone chamber, then picked up a roll of jade slips, glanced at him, and a shiny font appeared on the jade slips.

All-level middle-grade spiritual skills, Fire Cloud Achievement.

Mu Chen blinked. Generally speaking, the spiritual skills are divided into cumbersome spirit skills, attack spirit skills, defense spirit skills, etc. These various spiritual skills are roughly divided into three levels, god level, spirit level, and mortal level. Each level is divided into three levels above, middle and lower levels. At present, the Fire Cloud Kung Fu is a volume of middle-level martial arts and spiritual skills.

Mu Chen played with the jade slip and put it down. Obviously he was not very interested. Then he walked into the depths and occasionally picked up a roll, but then he put it back.

Mu Feng followed Mu Chen slowly, allowing him to select many spiritual techniques here.

Hundred Sword Spirit Art, the best grade in all levels.

Poshan Classic, all-level top-notch.

......

A wide range of spiritual techniques filled Mu Chen's eyes. Although most of them were mortal-level spiritual techniques, Mu Chen also understood that if these spiritual techniques were taken out, they would be enough to attract many people to rob. Mu Feng's collection was not ordinary in this Northern Spirit Realm.

After wandering for a long time, Mu Chen finally arrived at the depths of the stone chamber, but he still couldn't see the spiritual technique he liked. Then he raised his head and looked at the last stone rack, where there were three open jade boxes placed.

"You kid is very ambitious. These three spiritual techniques were obtained by your father's life." Mu Feng couldn't help but smile when he saw Mu Chen's eyes pointing to the three jade boxes.

When Mu Chen heard this, he walked up curiously, and then took out a roll of jade slip from the jade box. The jade slip was crystal clear all over and there was still some warmth when it touched, which was obviously not an ordinary person.

"Flame Dragon Method..." Mu Chen swept over the jade slip, and a look of surprise flashed through his eyes: "It turned out to be a spiritual low-level spiritual technique?"

He knew very well the value of the spiritual level spirit art. If he was auctioned, he would probably not have any million spiritual coins.

"Well, what I practiced is this Fire Dragon Technique, which was what I obtained when I obtained the Fire Dragon Eagle Spirit." Mu Feng nodded and said.

Mu Chen played with the jade slips for a while, and then took out the other two volumes. These two volumes of spiritual skills, one is called "Zhentian Art" and the other is called "Gao Lingjian", both of which are at the lowest level of spiritual level.

Mu Chen was a little fond of these three jade slips, and for a moment hesitated what choice to make.

"Have you chosen it? These three volumes of spiritual techniques are comparable. You can practice it. If there is a more suitable spiritual technique in the future, you can just practice it." Mu Feng smiled faintly.

Mu Chen hesitated, his palm floating on the three volumes of jade slips, and finally stayed on the "spirit gathering scholar". Although this volume of spiritual skills is not good at attacking, it has a considerable effect on laying a solid foundation.

Mu Chen's palm was floating above the "spirit gathering scholar". However, just as he was about to make a choice, his heart suddenly touched for some reason, and then his eyes drifted a little unconsciously. Then, in the shadow of the three jade boxes, he saw a dark black jade slip covered with dust.

"What's this?"

Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, stretched out his palm, grabbed the dark jade slip in his hand, and glanced over, and only saw blurred handwriting on the surface of the rough jade slip.

"Dafutu Jue?"

Mu Chen looked at the four vague words, and a hint of doubt flashed through his eyes. The level of the Spiritual Art was not stated on it?

Mu Chen looked at Mu Feng in confusion, but was stunned. At this time, the latter looked at the dark black jade slip in his hand with a complicated expression, and his expression was filled with gentle nostalgia.

"Dad?" Mu Chen shouted and raised the jade slip in his hand: "What kind of spiritual technique is this? Why didn't the grade be stated?"

"Just a volume of ordinary spiritual techniques, you can choose the other ones." Mu Feng withdrew his gaze and said slowly.

Mu Chen frowned, and his palm rubbed the black jade slip, was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "I want it."

Mu Feng's body paused, and he stared at Mu Feng, and the latter was also looking at him. The young man's tender face was a little stubborn at this time.

"You really want to choose it?" Mu Feng was silent for a moment and said.

Mu Chen nodded and said, "I don't know why, but I always feel that if I don't choose it, I will regret it. Dad, where is this spiritual technique coming from?"

Mu Feng looked at the jade slip with complicated eyes. After a while, he let out a long sigh, smiled bitterly, and murmured in a voice that he could only hear: "Jing, I am really worthy of being your son."

"This jade slip was left by your mother. To be precise, it should be left for you. But she also said that if you don't choose it, then let it stay dusty." Mu Feng said softly.

"mother?"

Mu Chen couldn't help but tremble, muttering this somewhat strange but trembling word in his mouth. He seemed to have never seen his mother before, but there was a faint shadow of gentleness deep in his heart.

Since he became sensible, he has not bothered Mu Feng about his mother, and Mu Feng has not mentioned it either. Sometimes it seems that the father and son choose to avoid the person who is crucial to them.

"Mom should be still here? Where is she...?"

Mu Chen rubbed the jade slip and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he couldn't help asking what he wanted to know most in his heart over the years. When he was young, he had carved many wood carvings. Those wood carvings were exactly the same, but they had no clear appearance, because the original shape of the wood carving was the gentle shadow that appeared deep in his heart.

Every wood carving is a hint of sustenance and longing.

"Your mother's affairs are very complicated, and it will be of no use to tell you now. But if you really want to know, then practice it. When you cultivate it to a certain level, you will naturally know." Mu Feng was silent for a long time, and finally he slowly clasped his palms, staring at Mu Chen with bright eyes.

"Does mom leave have something to do with me?" Mu Chen asked suddenly.

"You have always been the person she cares about the most. For you, she can give up everything."

Mu Feng did not answer directly, but just gently rubbed Mu Chen's head with his big hand and said self-deprecatingly: "It's your father who is incompetent and cannot let you mother and son be together."

"I have tried hard, but... I still failed, sorry."

Mu Chen nodded silently, and a bright smile appeared on his tender face: "Dad wants to see my mother again, right?"

"I really want to be together, I really want to reunite my family." Mu Feng raised his head and murmured with endless thoughts.

Mu Chen held his palm tightly, and the rough dark black jade slip exuded a warm temperature in his palm. After a long time, he looked up and smiled at Mu Feng: "I chose it, Dad, don't worry, I'll help you complete what you didn't do. If you believe me, one day, I will reunite our family, and no one can stop it!"

Mu Feng stared at the young man with a young face with a firm look in his eyes. A bitter feeling rippled on his chest, which made his eyes turn red, and finally he focused his head.

Jing, our son, is not ordinary.

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