"this"
Mo Shoucheng also didn't expect that his senior brother would be so generous. He took out the fourth-grade materials that could be used to refine magic weapons as a bargaining chip. He then thought that if Master Huo dared to accept them, it would prove that the method could work. Good thing.
Who dares to use a few empty words to obscure the material of the domineering and invincible monks?
Master Huo touched the wooden box and thought for a while, then with a calm expression, he put the box into his Sumeru bag, called Chang Siguo who was waiting on the side to enter the room with him, lowered the restriction, and came out after about two-quarters of an hour.
Mo Shoucheng observed carefully and saw that both of them seemed to be very satisfied with the transaction. They were exchanging their experiences on smelting materials while walking, and they had a good conversation. Just then, the shop clerk in front of them had prepared braised bream and delivered it.
After eating the lake fish and drinking a bottle of wine, the two of them said goodbye and left.
Wearing a cloak, walking through the alleys at sunset.
Two long shadows were reflected on the wall.
Chang Siguo said through the message, "Maybe it can be done. The method taught by Master Huo has awakened me. When the news from the sect comes, it will be better if there is a method that can be modified. If not, I will practice according to this method."
He did not elaborate on the method. Before giving the advice, Old Man Huo asked him to promise not to disclose it to the outside world for fifty years.
In fact, to put it bluntly, it was worthless and of no use to Wu Laomang.
Master Huo told him that any basic body-building technique, because it is simple and pure, will not cause any kind of trouble. If you practice it to the extreme, you can find new ways to find a way out of nowhere.
He advised Chang Si to give up on the Xu Yan Body Tempering Chapter that he had practiced halfway and concentrate on studying Fuhu Jin.
Because it is too simple, slow to produce results, and too boring to persist, most people will not consider it.
Master Huo himself was able to awaken his true energy through hard training of the simplest Four Symbols technique, and became a body refiner. He spent more than ten years in the ordinary army. Later, he changed to other body training techniques and did not obtain it until he reached the Crystal Bone Realm. When practicing Qi Shi Kung Fu, turn to practicing both Kung Fu techniques.
Later, his body training was stuck at the peak of the Crystal Bone Realm. After getting some advice, he realized that his body training skills were incomplete, so he had no choice but to practice only the basic Four Symbols skills to find a way out. .
However, now that Qi training has reached the peak of Jingxin state, body training is stuck in the late stage of the Four Tribulations, unable to make any further progress.
It has nothing to do with anything else. It's just that I don't have enough qualifications and opportunities, so I just hang around in the market, hoping to find a treasure to break through.
"Okay, when I get back later, I will send another flying sword to send a message and ask Uncle Ji, who has the highest level of body training in the sect, if he has any other methods, that crystal stone?"
"Master Huo said that for a period of three years, if I use other methods to break through, he will give me back the fire crystal that has lost half of its energy."
"Oh, that fire crystal lost half of its energy, no wonder"
A ray of cold light suddenly and silently shot down from the big tree thirty feet away from the intersection of the alley, and hit the back of Mo Shoucheng, who was walking to the left.
"careful"
After Chang thought about the words, he flicked his left wrist at the same time, and the rotating brown turtle shell instantly grew to five feet, blocking the cold light sneak attack captured by his Heavenly Eye Technique within a millisecond.
The cold light came so fast that he didn't even notice it in advance.
There was a "bang" sound, the turtle shell deflected, and countless ancient runes burst out from the back of the shell, forming irregular hexagons, circling to weaken the attack power.
He kept waving his left hand, controlling the turtle shell to turn and move flexibly, dragging out runes of yellow light, resisting a foot-long flying sword that was whirling at different angles, and shouted, "It's a monk in the Lingfu realm."
He has fought against fifth-level demon cultivators and spiritual realm cultivators. As soon as he comes into contact, he knows the reality of the enemy.
This is the first time that turtle shells have been used for actual defense.
He immediately realized the benefits. The defensive range of the turtle shell was not small. In addition, his clairvoyance technique could predict the enemy's opportunities. He was firmly behind the scenes. Even if the flying sword broke through the turtle shell, he would still have time to block it with his sword.
It's like having an extra protective buffer.
Mo Shoucheng's face was gloomy, and his body shone with a faint brilliance. He watched his senior brother block the flying sword five or six feet away with the captured turtle shell, and he struck out a talisman with his hand.
The light grazed the turtle shell and turned into a white mountain shadow. Before the flying sword wanted to fly through the air, it bloomed with countless white lights as fine as spider webs, holding the light blue sword light in the air.
The flying sword dashed left and right, like a fish in a net. In the blink of an eye, it was tightly wrapped in white light. It struggled fiercely in the air, dragging the spider web up and up for several feet. Silks of sword light penetrated through the gaps, but they could not be counted. After cutting off the trap, more cobwebs were wrapped in white light.
There was a cold snort, and a black shadow swept over the tree.
The masked assassin obviously did not expect that the magic weapon he killed would be trapped by two young monks in this way. He failed in the assassination and was eager to escape, so he had to take back the flying sword trapped in the air, otherwise the magic weapon would not be lost. Fortunately, his body ached and he also left evidence.
Chang Siguo stepped forward, and the Four Wild Swords appeared in his hand.
He stepped on the ground, and the aura in the soles of his feet was flowing. He instantly entered a state of coldly watching, and struck at the black shadow that was flying down in the air.
The bright sword light is condensed like blood, facing the majestic and intimidating aura, like the waning moon splitting the dark clouds in the angry waves.
"court death"
A man's voice was full of anger.
Seeing that a little guy in the Endless Realm dared to stroke the tiger's beard, the masked man waved his hand and slapped Chang Siguo in the air, who was five feet away below. Mang, immediately realized something was wrong, this knife made him feel murderous.
Mo Shoucheng made a secret with his right hand, and used the rune spider web to trap the flying sword that was impacting hard. He pointed at the black shadow in the air with his left hand, and a sharp sword shadow shot out with a "chirp", which was only slightly slower than Chang Siguo's shot. Shouted "Quickly retreat"
He didn't expect his senior brother to fight so fiercely and dare to challenge a spiritual realm monk.
As long as you find a way to delay in Fang City, someone will come to help you soon. There is no need to be so desperate, my senior brother.
The last time he ordered his men to capture the three monks, he did it only after leaving the city. After all, the city is a place with rules. This time someone broke the rules and he took the physical evidence again, so there was no good harvest.
Chang Si Guo refused to evade, holding the knife in both hands and slashing to the end.
"Tsk", the palm with condensed mana bore the brunt of the impact and was split in half, with a thin line of knife marks appearing in the middle.
He always fights with all his strength, regardless of whether the opponent is a master or a weak hand.
The masked man swooped down in the air and wanted to scold his mother. Is this what a kid at the peak of the Endless Realm should do?
He seriously suspected that the hidden guy below was an old guy from the Lingfu realm pretending to be an old guy. He turned around and tried to escape, but he couldn't make it in time at such a close distance.
The sword energy is like a shadow, arriving in a flash.
The masked man frantically moved his spirit energy onto the slapping palm, and his whole body twisted and flashed.
"Chicha", accompanied by a muffled roar, a little finger was split and rolled in the air, blood spilled in the sky. The flying sword that Mo Shoucheng shot took the opportunity to scratch the masked assassin's back robe, leaving a shallow wound, and was The masked man shot down with a backhand.
The masked man suffered a secret loss. Now he didn't even care about his magic weapon. He would be blocked if he didn't leave. It was important to save his life, so he quickly fled towards the nearest lake to the west.
Before escaping, he looked back and saw the man below who was hiding his face with a cloak and a sword that was plotting against him insidiously. A colorful magic shield was waving on his body. After receiving the shadow of the palm that was cut away by half of the force of the sword, he staggered back a few feet without any trouble. , the cloak covering his face was not shaken off.
pissed him off
"presumptuous"
"Bold Thief"
With two scoldings, two figures flew out from different directions in Fangshi to pursue the fleeing assassin.
He is a monk in the Lingfu Realm who protects the workshop.
Countless spiritual consciousnesses glanced at the two assassinated Mo Shoucheng, including many who wanted to pry into the cloak.
Mo Shoucheng waved his left hand to draw out a series of spiritual power ripples, defeating all the spiritual consciousness that came close to him, and shouted, "What do you want to do, you dare to take advantage of Lao Mo?"
There were roars of laughter from all over the city, and many figures rose into the sky.
"It's over, it's over. Lao Mo has a lot of fart oil on his body. He smells of alcohol at most."
"I thought she was a pretty girl and almost blinded me."
"Haha, Lao Long, you have some crooked things in your head. You must have been fooled."
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