Yes, Mo Chengjun was planning to pass the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills" to Xue Pan. This idea was not a temporary idea, but a long-standing one.
Xiu Xian asked, watching for a long time.
This is the ultimate pursuit of immortality. Mo Chengjun naturally wants to live longer, but the 'long life and long sight' he pursues is never the immortality of a single person.
How is that kind of long-lasting vision that has no relatives or friends and can only be called a "lonely person" when looking around, and the "stubborn stone" that has existed for hundreds of millions of years on the top of the mountains?
He doesn't even like those evil magic arts that are filled with thoughts such as 'killing his wife to prove the truth', or 'heartless and unfeeling'. Do you think there is something wrong with these people's heads?
Even if you slaughter your whole family and get into the so-called state of mind of being 'too great to forget your feelings', what's the point of reaching the top alone?
Is it just for that pitiful sense of accomplishment that even the people who share it can’t find?
The long-term vision in Mo Chengjun's heart is never a mechanical machine with Mo De's feelings, but the great freedom of "a morning trip to Beihai and dusk in Cangwu".
It is the great freedom of "riding the sword and riding the wind to slay the demons in the world".
It is a great joy to "get together with three or five friends, drink alone under the moon, and talk about mysteries and Taoism".
Let’s talk about Xue Pan, well, his qualifications are really not good enough. Not to mention the immortal way, even if he is a martial artist, he has only practiced at the fifth level of martial arts so far. It is a certainty that he will not be able to reach the third level in this life.
Therefore, if we don't use some tricks, I guess in a few decades, we will actually go to his grave to look for him to drink.
As for the consequences if the secret of 'marrow cleansing and blood transfusion' is spread to outsiders?
Haha, Mo Chengjun just wants to say that the worst result is that he hides in his cave and doesn't care about the world.
What does it have to do with me to let the flood surge behind him?
Besides, given the speed of information dissemination in this world and the serious knowledge barriers, if it really wants to spread, it will take at least 180 years, right?
At that time, he had become an immortal, so naturally he would beat anyone who came.
He still has this confidence.
Well, you have to admit, this is Mo Chengjun.
Although he is not considered indecisive, he really belongs to the type of person who has to clearly arrange all the follow-up arrangements in advance.
Of course, it is not easy for Xue Pan to practice the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Gong". The first step is to get rid of it.
No matter how bad his cultivation level is, he is still a fifth-grade martial artist, and his internal energy has turned into true essence.
But "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills" puts it plainly that the most important thing is the foundation, which is the marrow cleansing and blood exchange when reaching the third level, breaking through the limits of the human body. If this does not waste the power and rebuild Yimu to grow vitality, it will be meaningless.
But Xue Pan also knew Mo Chengjun. He knew that his friend was the kind of person who said, "Although I brag, I can achieve everything." Therefore, he agreed without any hesitation.
He even slapped his own Qi Hai Dantian with a clean palm, crippling his entire cultivation, so fast that Mo Chengjun didn't even react.
Of course, the transfer of skills has to be done bit by bit, so Mo Chengjun plans to spend an hour every day teaching Xue Pan.
But after he really started to come into contact with the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques" and understood its mysteries, Xue Pan realized what incredible techniques his brother had prepared for him.
Of course, all this is a matter of course.
But what Mo Chengjun didn't know was that just as he and Xue Pan were drinking happily, becoming confused and dizzy after drinking, there were other people in Yunjian City who were frowning.
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City between clouds.
Tea Tree Lane, inside the private school.
Sword Master Shen Jinxiu of the Four Seasons was placed on the bed, already in a coma. Her face was pale, her brows were furrowed, and the aura all over her body spread out in a very strange fluctuation.
Sometimes it is as strong as a tide, rising steadily.
Sometimes it is as depressed as stagnant water, and the ancient well does not wave.
And when the two switch, it's like a fight, extremely fierce.
On the side, the old master stretched out his withered hand and placed it on the white wrist of the female sword master, pouring mana continuously into the body of the female sword master.
Even the old master's face was extremely serious at this time, his eyes were slightly narrowed and golden light shone.
As for the palace masters, except for Qu Hao, the Nine-Kill Sword Lord who was left to deal with the matter, the other four stood in front of the bed, holding their breath and not daring to make a sound.
And this silence lasted for half an hour. Finally, after the old master let out a long cry, the whole room became silent.
Killer Sword Master Dong Hongwu couldn't bear it the most. He hurriedly spoke and asked: "Master, how is junior sister doing?"
The old master tilted his head, glanced sideways at him, and asked, "Do you think I am someone who knows witchcraft?"
Killer Sword Master Dong Hongwu couldn't help but grin, and muttered for a long time before saying: "Well, after all, you have lived for so long, you should be rich in experience!"
"If you live a long time, you should be rich in experience?"
The old master showed no mercy: "You have lived a long time. Can you embroider some flowers for me to see?"
"..." All the sword masters didn't want to talk at all:
Finally, Qingcang Sword Master Deng Bolu broke the silence. He said: "Master, just tell us what we should do now?"
The old master seemed to like Deng Bolu, so he did not choke him, but explained: "There are two strands of magic intertwined in Jinxiu's body. One is her own, and the other is also hers, but she can't always tell. weird.
Two forces of mana are fighting, and the weird mana still has the upper hand.
It was also your boy who acted quickly at that time and cut off certain causes and effects, preventing the curse from coming true. Otherwise, your senior sister's life would be lost.
Now, I use my own magical power to suppress these two magical powers, but this is only a temporary solution, not the root cause. "
"Then let's find some doctors to take a look now?"
Fan Tiande, the Sword Master without Regrets, immediately said: "How about I go to Yaowang Valley and find some Xinglin players from the Sun family here?"
"That's a good idea!"
The old master nodded, but then shook his head and said: "But it probably won't be of much use. After all, the person who needs to untie the bell must also tie it. It's best to find an expert from the Xiandu Sect who is proficient in this method."
After looking around, he finally looked at Yunyuan Sword Master Wu Yiping and said, "I remember that you and Jinxiu had an encounter with the great elder of the Xiandu Sect before?"
"Yes!"
Yunyuan Sword Master Wu Yiping nodded and said directly: "How about I make a trip now?"
"You have to go, but you are not in a hurry for a day or two. You can practice under the Wutong Immortal Plant and recover your injuries and mana before setting off."
"Respect the Master's laws and decrees."
After Wu Yiping responded, he nodded with several other brothers and prepared to leave.
But just as he turned around, he seemed to remember something and asked again: "Master, I wonder how the head brother is doing?"
"He was seriously injured, and it's a lucky thing he came back alive. He is also in retreat in Wutong Cave, but don't disturb him.
This time, he risked his life to fight for the border defense line, and more importantly, to break through the border.
If he can really take that step, our Galaxy Sword Sect will be in a completely different situation. "
"Really?" Dong Hongwu, the Killer Sword Master, jumped up excitedly:
The old master didn't want to see him the most, and said: "It's really true, don't you know it yourself?
Hongwu, I’m not telling you, take a look for yourself, Hua Ye above you and Jinxiu below you have reached that point.
Is it just you, neither up nor down, nor embarrassed? "
Dong Hongwu was really scolded and couldn't hold his head up. Even if the situation was not optimistic now, the other three couldn't help grinning and wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud.
As for the Killer Sword Lord Dong Hongwu, although he was being scolded, he was watching and listening in all directions. When he saw the strange looks of several junior disciples, he couldn't help but glance at them.
After a long while, the old master finally got tired of scolding. He waved his hand and said, "Hong Wu?"
"Uh, here?"
"Your senior brother and junior sister have both fallen down. Now you are the biggest one. You have to shoulder the responsibility for the sect's affairs in the future."
"Ah?" Dong Hongwu was dumbfounded. He pointed at himself: "Me?"
"Then are you going to push your junior brothers to come forward?"
"Master, that's not what I meant!"
"So, there are some things that you can no longer tolerate." The old master glared at him, then looked at the others and said, "You guys, take a good look at your unreliable senior brother?"
Several other sword masters nodded their heads like chickens pecking at rice.
The old master finally ignored them. He looked at Shen Jinxiu, his old hands smoothed the female sword master's messy bun, and said: "Jinxiu should wake up in a few days, but if there is nothing serious, don't bother her. , and let her rest for a while.”
"After this battle, Yunzhou should be able to be stable for a while."
"I just hope this time can be longer!"
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When Mo Chengjun returned to the sect the next day, he learned that several palace masters had returned with a large army. The originally cold Galaxy Sword Sect also quickly became lively with the return of its disciples.
Along the way Mo Chengjun passed by, people he knew and didn't know came up to say hello to him, and the aura of his golden elixir realm turned into congratulations when they saw him again.
So, on the road from Yunjian City Road to Tianhen Mountain Hidden Dharma Building, he was stopped dozens of times and flew for two hours, successfully regaining his fear of not going out.
However, it is a good thing that the sect is bustling.
After Mo Chengjun returned home, he walked around and prepared to ride his little donkey to the Four Seasons Peak.
It’s the same thing, my backstage is back, why do I have to show it in front of the boss?
However, this time he was destined to be rejected again.
The Bamboo Garden halfway up the Four Seasons Peak still didn't open its door, and not even the little girl with her buns was there. This made Mo Chengjun wonder whether the female swordsman had never returned?
Finally, with a bit of a trying mentality, he gave Fairy Ruoli a fire talisman and made inquiries.
Originally, Mo Chengjun didn't have much hope, but he didn't expect that the Fire Talisman would go away and come back even faster.
And the words on the whole letter have the same meaning - do you think it is that easy for Yang Shen Sword Master to surround and kill the immortal?
Okay, Mo Chengjun knows, the female sword master was injured again and went into seclusion.
Mo Chengjun had no choice but to return to his residence angrily. In the next few days, he would either rush around Yunjian City to teach Xue Pan the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques".
Otherwise, he painstakingly studied all kinds of knowledge about the Ghost Spirit Sect. In the end, besides practicing, he also found time to refine the Heavenly Court Reception Order.
Since the number of Heaven and Earth Spirit Machines stored in his hand was limited, he did not dare to practice more. He only stopped after getting nine.
However, that's enough, so it's time to go out again.
