In the cabin.
Wu Mo enthusiastically searched for wings according to the diagram, and the initial progress was very smooth. In his powerful spiritual consciousness, the spiritual points marked by Si Wenjun emerged one by one, and they were invisible. It was like opening a God's perspective, and the entire spiritual network of the spiritual source technique was slightly hot.
Wu Mo was overjoyed and activated his spiritual energy to attack the city. He meandered forward and lit up several spiritual points in succession. He couldn't help but feel bursts of pride.
"Young Master is truly the man of destiny. This is so simple, but it's just childish."
As soon as the thought came to an end, I felt waves of annoyance, and my heart trembled. This was due to my lack of spiritual power. . .
Biological energy alone is not enough; and aura alone is certainly not enough.
It is impossible for Wu Mo to regard all the biological energy that maintains his own body as the raw material for cultivating psychic powers.
There was a burning feeling in my stomach, which meant I was extremely hungry.
Wu Mo had no choice but to quit practicing in frustration, and finally realized something.
"It's just a matter of grinding water to gain enlightenment, but all cultivation is a process of grinding an iron pestle into a needle. If you want to achieve it overnight, like Mr. Hammer, who becomes a top master in one sleep, it's really nonsense."
He couldn't help but have a question,
"Is Nebula Liquid really that awesome?"
Wu Mo didn't know that, strictly speaking, Nebula Essence Liquid was considered a type of elixir. Whether it was awesome or not, his own ointment was a clear proof.
Of course, without the previous ten years of making a nest, Wu Mo would never have been able to develop spiritual consciousness by just taking a mouthful of ointment.
The same goes for Kuru and the same goes for Nie Yunfei.
Being full is not the result of the last bite of steamed bun.
Wu Mo had the urge to swallow two more drops of ointment. At this moment, I have to say that Goddess Si Si’s reminder that day was very powerful.
"Spiritual plant ointment should not be used in ordinary practice. It is a waste of treasure. Good steel should be used on the blade. The role of the ointment is to keep it to save life, and the other should be used to impact the upgrade level. middle."
She carefully scraped the few strands of ointment she got into a small celadon bottle, waved her hand, and put it away without knowing where it was. Wu Mo's eyes bulged, and the youngest of them walked around her for a long time.
"Where did you hide?"
"you guess."
Wu Mo looked at Nie Yunfei again angrily. The little girl put her hands on her hips and glared.
"What are you looking at?"
"Look what's going on?"
"Try another one!"
"I'm just looking at you, what's wrong?"
"Come on, let's have a good chat."
Nie Yunfei straightened her chest without any scruples. The moment she touched the softness, the inexperienced thief Wu Mo panicked, completely lost the courage to fight, and ran away with a red face.
Alas, the boy on the bicycle has not yet become a motorcycle rider, but is still a young walking monk.
This season, there was a favorable wind from Luming City to Linsen Island. Brent drifted for two days and one night before he drove into the port of Linsen Island.
And Wu Mo struggled all the way, but there was no obvious progress.
This filled his stalwart little heart with frustration.
The wharf of Linsen Island is bustling with boats and boats and people coming and going. Unlike other places in Kote, the island has an extensive transportation network, running worm-like public trams, and even a tall TV tower, giving it a unique modern feel.
Just this, the bumpkin Wu Mo, Wu Kuiyuan, and Kulu were so stunned that they could stuff two steamed buns into their mouths.
The ignorant native people from the Middle Ages have stepped into the modern world.
With Wu Mo's abnormal eyesight, he caught a man in a small second-story building on the shore holding a small black dot with one hand, covering it to his ear, and waving his other hand excitedly.
He could clearly see the lower end of the black spot, trailing a thin line.
There are electric lights and telephones upstairs and downstairs, how beautiful it is.
This is the only window of contact between the isolated Kurt and the alien world. Those who can travel to and from Linsen Island basically have experience in the alien world, including some of the first-generation immigrants, who also live here temporarily.
It is impossible for these guys with warrior strength to be put into various cities in Kurt at once.
As soon as the Brent docked and stopped, a stocky young man with curly yellow hair jumped out from the crowd at the pier. He shouted towards Si Wenyuan on the boat,
"Si Wenyuan, I thought you were going to have a baby in Meiji, why did you come here?"
The Lena Star team spent too long in Meiji Town. Among the many trial teams that came to Kurt, they were the last to return to Linsen Island.
Si Wenyuan stepped off the boat first and waved his hand as a greeting.
Huang Curly's eyes were very evil. When he saw Kulu and Wu Kuiyuan mixed in Lina Star's team, he was excited and surprised. He shouted in a loud voice, as if everyone in the world was drunk and he was the only one awake.
"Damn it, Si Wenyuan, you really are the python bear cub! Did you succeed? Eh? Why did you bring a civilian with you?"
Wu Kuiyuan knew he was talking about him, so he timidly shrank his head and hid behind Wu Mo. Among the many spiritual beings, his energy and spirit are completely different from others. Such an alien is like a speck of mouse droppings. He has nowhere to hide and is extremely conspicuous.
Si Wenyuan laughed dryly and interrupted,
"Average, third in the country."
There was an obvious lack of confidence in those words.
The only reason to blame is that the initial boast was too big, and everyone knew that the goal of Team 179 was to capture the python bear cub and bring it back.
Faced with Huang Curly's question, Si Wenyuan certainly knew where Kulu belonged and where Wu Mo and Wu Kuiyuan were, but he said nothing.
Lina University's special admissions program is well known in Meiji City, and everyone in Team 179 is very aware of it. However, Zhou Min issued a hush-hush order. As long as the Lina people know about this kind of thing, don't gossip with the aliens.
Huang Curly was obviously very familiar with the Lina Star Team. As soon as Wu Kuiyuan hid, he saw Wu Mo, frowned, and asked familiarly,
"Another new face? Hey, little brother, where did you hang out?"
Wu Mo was not Wu Kuiyuan, and he would not be used to Huang Curly Hair's bad habits. He turned aside with a cold face and ignored Huang Curly Hair, thinking to himself,
"This little bastard is so rude! You can tell he has never been beaten before."
He failed in his cultivation and was suffocating. He was at the moment of being perverse and paranoid, and he disliked everyone, just like the days before his great uncle came.
"Hey, you have a bad temper! Come on, come on, let's get close to each other."
Huang Juanmao is a two-star consummate spiritual being who has always been aloof and domineering. Now that he had eaten a nail, he became angry and wanted to grab Wu Mo.
"The arrogance of a broken spirit disciple will make you, a bastard, fall into ten or eight turns, and my surname will not be Yan!"
Some people are born to make trouble.
Si Wenyuan clasped his hands with a smile on his face, showing no intention of stopping him at all.
There were several members of Team 179 around Wu Mo. Seeing Si Wenyuan's expression, they shouted secretly and turned around in a neat movement, suddenly Wu Mo stood out.
As for the fights between spirits, the officials paid no attention to them.
The members of each trial team are all vigorous young men, and there are many things they don't like about each other.
Just hit it, it won't damage it anyway, at most it will cost you some money for treatment.
The fighting style of low-level spirits is very boring. Whether it is the spiritual source technique or the spiritual body technique, the limited combat skills are close-range skills. Therefore, apart from hand-to-hand fighting, even if a muscle is broken or a bone is broken, it is only a physical pain.
No one thought that a strange person would mix in among the low-level spiritual beings, and that life and death could only happen in a matter of thoughts.
Huang Curly's figure swayed, as if shrinking to an inch. He stepped in front of Wu Mo from about ten meters away. He stretched out his hand, with a sharp whistle, and looked straight at Wu Mo's shoulder to grab it.
If this grasp was real, Wu Mo's shoulder bones would be shattered at the very least.
At this time, a frightened female voice sounded on the boat,
"don't want!"
Nie Yunfei was standing on the side of the ship waiting for Si Wenjun. Before he got off the ship, he saw something was wrong and hurriedly stopped him.
Everyone thought that she was standing up for Wu Mo, but they had no idea that it was Wu Mo that Nie Yunfei was stopping.
This is how the python bear at the entrance of the cave died. Just killing a person and killing a bear have completely different consequences.
Huang Curly just said that he was trying to stop himself. He didn't care about this. Seeing Wu Mo's unresponsiveness, he had already imagined in his mind the scene of this kid rolling on the ground and finally kneeling down to beg for mercy. With a ferocious smile, his fingers barely touched Wu Mo's clothes.
But at this moment, a warning sign rose in Huang Curly's heart.
Wu Mo didn't expect that Huang Curly would do what he said. No matter what aspect, Wu Mo couldn't compare with Erxing's Huang Curly. He still seemed to be in the cave, unable to react at all, and even his head was still on the other side.
Hearing the rumble of the wind, he even had time to think of an idea.
"Damn it, this guy doesn't have martial ethics!"
It was just the body's instinct that faithfully executed the instructions from the conditioned reflex when attacked.
One trick is new and one trick is popular all over the world.
Arrows of spiritual consciousness are not only emitted from the eyes. The direction of sight is just an innate human instinct.
In a trance, Wu Mo subconsciously stopped when he heard Nie Yunfei's scream.
Thanks to the confrontation with Zhou Min, the arrow of spiritual consciousness was automatically divided into three, and only one arrow was fired.
However, this is not a power that Huang Curly can bear.
The onlookers saw an unforgettable scene: Huang Curly's fingers turned into claws, seemingly frozen in place with Wu Mo's shoulders.
A majestic coercion surged from Wu Mo's body, and the contact point between the two parties burst into colorful light in the continuous rain.
There seemed to be a thunder in everyone's mind.
There was a thunderbolt, the mountains collapsed, and the soul was floating.
Huang Curly, died.
If there is a parallel universe, if there is an artifact that can preserve the soul, maybe Huang Curly Hair can be reincarnated and become a powerful person with prophetic vision.
I wonder where he will become a god again after a thousand years.
I am afraid that the first thing I will do when I first achieve my magic power is to kill my enemy in his infancy.
"Damn it, I just wanted to beat you up, but you killed me."
In this kind of person's thinking, it is always the other person's fault.
Deserve it!
