"What interesting practice method?" I was a little confused about what good method Mr. Mo had thought of, but seeing that he was quite mysterious and had an expression that said he would know it when the time came, I just ignored him.
I brought some dry food and planned to stay for a day or two. After all, it’s not easy to go up there, and I have to be wary of those guys from the Jiuding Society coming to cause trouble. I’m going to find a secret location on the mountain to practice again.
After going out, the housekeeper Xia Ming appeared at the door. I looked behind me and saw that Mr. Mo was not behind me, and I was relieved.
"Little master, are you going out so late? Do you want me to accompany you?" Xia Ming asked me, glancing behind me intentionally or unintentionally. After finding that there was no one there, he stopped looking. Jinyu died.
"No, I have to go up the mountain. The technique I practice is special. It will be inconvenient for you to follow me." I refused directly.
"Oh. Okay." Xia Ming nodded. He didn't expect me to take him up. It's just that when I go out, I have to say hello.
After a few words of greeting, I took the leader Jin Jian to the back mountain location. The two gatekeepers changed people. When they saw me coming, they immediately started to investigate.
With the pass and identification, there was no obstacle to going up the mountain, but I still asked the two of them if anyone else had gone up the mountain during the day.
The answer I got surprised me. Jiudinghui seemed to be quiet, and no one else went up the mountain.
After going up the mountain, I did not follow the original path, but chose another direction to go up the mountain.
I summoned the walking ghosts, but the mountain was still covered in rain and fog at night, so I called all the house ghosts out and stood guard. After running wildly for a short time, my whole body was soaked, and I didn't know if Mr. Mo could keep up.
"Old Mo!" I shouted casually, and a black figure followed me with a smile: "Xiao, what are you shouting about? Are you afraid that no one will know?"
"Hey, there's no one else here. It's already the edge of the mountain." I looked back at the black figure.
"This place is very weird, and the smell is also very weird. I really don't know how it was made." Mr. Mo said while thinking.
"Get it out? You mean this breath of yin and yang blending together?" I asked doubtfully.
"Hmm. Landscapes and rivers are very strange." Mr. Mo pondered.
I don't know what it means, but I guess he has his own opinion, so he took out his mobile phone. It's now around ten o'clock in the evening, and the smell is much stronger than noon.
It's not surprising that Mo Long has this idea. The aura behind the Xia family is weird. From night to early morning, when the aura is the strongest, there should be something to say, but now I'm here to practice, not here. Mining. There is no need to make it too clear.
"I haven't been to school much, so I'm a little confused about some geography. You young man, you should have taken geography classes in school, right? This mountain is so tall, is it called Mount Everest?" Mr. Mo pondered.
I was so happy when I heard it, did you think it was the West? I was about to tell him what kind of mountain this was, but I was stunned for a moment: "Yes, what kind of mountain is this?"
A hundred thousand mountains, right? But this mountain is too unique. It is said to be a hundred thousand mountains but it doesn’t look much like it. Moreover, there is Qingtian Cauldron at the foot of the mountain. The old grandmother called it Qingtian Juan. Gee, such a big mountain with peaks reaching into the clouds. It’s too strange to have a name. .
I took out my mobile phone and checked, and found that there was no signal here at all, and there was no mark on the map where it was. I just knew it was next to the small county town.
After all, it is a dead thing, so it is useless for me to struggle. But because of Mr. Mo’s reminder, I paid special attention to the vegetation at the bottom of the mountain. What I didn’t expect was that in the time approaching winter, the mountains were covered with grass and dense vegetation, just like primitive Forest-like.
"It must be Daqingshan, hahaha." I laughed.
Mr. Mo gave me a blank look, as if he was talking nonsense.
I shrugged and directed the speeding ghost into the mountain.
Because the rain was getting heavier and heavier, after a while, we found a cave along the cliff with strong yin and yang energy, and rushed inside. After all, we still need to find a good place to practice swordsmanship.
After entering the cave, I finally found a small flat area among the jagged rocks. Mr. Mo explained to me how to practice.
The Living Sword is a sword technique that specializes in defense, and the Killing Sword is a sword technique that specializes in offense. The Killing Sword is used to kill people alive, and the Living Sword is the major of the Nine Swords Sect. What he has to do is He taught me how to combine the two sword techniques. He was still in the experimental stage of this method, so he planned to let me practice it a little first.
The spiritual energy in the cave is very abundant, and even ordinary cultivation progresses very quickly, let alone sword refining under the guidance of Mr. Mo. After practicing for several hours, the progress is very fast. To me, the living sword is like the Yin Yang family. The yang side is bright and upright, making people feel like they are bathing in sunshine.
The killing sword is like a killer who lives in a dark place. It is vicious and vicious, and its tricks are cruel. It is like the yin side of the yin and yang family. It is powerful and difficult to master.
I'm very good at practicing both sword techniques, because as long as I don't move the sword like Li Poxiao, it won't be a big problem.
Seeing how fast I was progressing, Mr. Mo was dumbfounded and looked at me with mixed emotions, probably unwilling to give up.
"How often do you practice magic so quickly?" Mr. Mo asked me with a snort.
"It's not that fast in the front, but once you get the hang of it, it's not too difficult." I smiled.
"Well, it's okay, so-so. Can you fuse those two sword skills? No, right?" Mr. Mo looked like that and was about to take out something from his arms.
My Yin Yang family spells have been fused and taught by my master, such as the Changge of Heaven and Earth and the Pressure of Heaven and Earth. They are all products of fusion, so they are powerful and capable of both offense and defense.
Comparing the killing sword and the living sword, although it is difficult to fuse them, it is not impossible.
I tried it and used the master's method to fuse the two sword techniques by analogy. As a result, the yin and yang were fused, and the effect was outstanding, which made Old Mo lose his temper.
"Ahem, it's okay. If you continue to follow this, you must have some advice from an expert, otherwise it won't go so smoothly." Mr. Mo put the hand in his arms and pulled it out with his bare hands. It seemed that it was before I wanted to take out the secret book that I spent days and nights writing, but I finally realized it on my own.
A junior who is almost like a younger brother just took a while to fuse the spell. It took him so long to come up with it. This is so sorry for his old face. It is better to pretend that he doesn't know.
"Mr. Mo, didn't you say you had some interesting cultivation methods before? The kind that can bring me huge benefits." I asked quickly.
"Well, there is, but I think your progress is not fast enough. I will wait until you have achieved something before taking it out. You should practice quickly. This speed will be enough for a turtle to learn to fly." Old Mo hummed, Looking dissatisfied.
"Oh, okay, then I'll try to integrate more living killing swords." I spread my hands and continued to take out the secret book to study the composition of the spell.
In fact, the greater the unity of Taoism, the more miscellaneous knowledge there is. In addition, the silent borrowing method taught to me by a female lay practitioner has dismantled the language of magic. What I have to do is to break it up and recombine it. Therefore, the cultivation activities Killing a sword is not particularly difficult.
At least at that time, my master taught me high-level Onmyodo techniques, so I could learn them easily.
In the end, when he saw that I had solved the fusion problems one by one, Mr. Mo became a little depressed and said: "To be honest, it's just so-so, but I'm not trying to hit you. The same goes for Du Gujian of the Nine Swords Living Killing Society. He is an unparalleled genius who became famous at a young age. He is extremely powerful. After decades of accumulation, he may have become an unimaginable master of Confucian swordsmanship. I can't beat him, so you should be careful and get past me as soon as possible, otherwise It’s still my fate.”
"Yes, thank you, Mr. Mo, for reminding me. I will definitely work harder and harder, and I will not disappoint you, Mr. Mo, for teaching me such a powerful swordsmanship." In fact, I also understand that the swordsmanship of the Nine Swordsmen is still quite good. It is powerful, at least compared to Qiankun Dao, it is not much inferior.
Of course, what cannot be ignored is that there should be more powerful sword techniques in Qiankun Dao that have not yet been developed, such as the three swords of the old sword slave. I have never seen its attack methods.
Li Poxiao didn't know what he was doing. Could it be that he was trying to gain enlightenment?
"Okay, I have to find a place to rest. The humidity here is too heavy." After Mr. Mo finished speaking, he disappeared without paying attention to whether I answered or not.
After Mr. Mo left, I continued to study swordsmanship. After all, there is plenty of spiritual energy here, which makes people feel really comfortable.
Ziyi also came out to practice with the ghosts early, and now they are all using their own methods to absorb the spiritual energy. I specially set up the Yin Gathering Formation and the Yang Gathering Formation to let them attack the late stage of the Ghost King.
I don’t know how long I have been practicing, but a pale figure suddenly appeared from the entrance of the cave. I took a look, and my breath was still stagnant. This old grandmother was still so scary.
She lives alone in the mountains, and she doesn't know how she has survived for so many years.
