The light blue spirit stone exuded a breathtaking luster and flowed in and out of Chen Mo's hands in large quantities. In the calm and peaceful Fuyun Sect, he seemed to be one of the busier monks.
In the morning, I refined the Bigu Pill with Shen Mingyue. In the afternoon, I traveled between Yinwu Peak and Miaodan Peak. As evening approached, I took the time to inspect the Baicao Garden and taught some disciples who were prone to making mistakes in planting. I burned a candle late at night. , practicing a series of Qi refining techniques such as Qian Xuan Dun Sword.
Regarding the rapid improvement of the Ice and Fire Cave, Chen Mo always gathered together before going there. He retreated for more than ten hours at a time, and his progress was extremely rapid.
The spiritual stone passed through the hands of his fellow disciples behind his back and was transformed into the contribution he needed to the sect. This was done in a regular and low-key manner every day, without causing any twists and turns.
Within a year, Chen Mo continuously challenged several inner disciples in the ring. With his deliberate actions, he won more than he lost in the trials, and finally managed to reach the 73rd rank among the inner disciples at the end of the year.
According to Chen Mo's estimation, it would not be a problem to win the top three if he exerted all his strength. However, this would not only expose his strength, but also attract the attention of interested people, so after thinking about it, he might as well forget it.
"Elder Fan, disciple Chen Mo wants to see you!"
After flying near Juyue Mountain, Chen Mo arrived at Elder Fan's cave and waited respectfully in front of the cave entrance.
After about half a stick of incense, the tight curtain of light melted, and Chen Mo walked in. An alluring aroma exuded in the air, pulling him forward.
When he arrived at the main hall, he was slightly surprised by the scene in front of him. Four young and beautiful female cultivators were dressed boldly and revealingly, cuddling up to the drunken Elder Fan in a charming manner. The scene was very erotic.
Chen Mo could tell that these female cultivators were all at around the tenth level of Qi refining, and the fragrance from before was the smell they gave off. As for whether they were disciples of the Fuyun Sect, he didn't know and didn't dare to ask.
"Nephew Chen Xian is here..."
Elder Fan hooked his hand towards Chen Mo and said in a daze: "Come here! I'll pick one for you!"
As soon as these words came out, several girls giggled. A monk who can be valued so highly by Elder Fan must not have bad cultivation qualifications. If he can really afford the resources for their cultivation, wouldn't it be the same as anyone else's dual cultivation?
Chen Mo looked embarrassed: "Thank you very much, Elder Fan, for your kindness. This disciple is here to give you something."
The last few times he came, there were not these messy female cultivators included, and Elder Fan was not drunk. This time it was purely an accident. Just in case the walls had ears, he didn't dare directly say that he would give the spirit stone.
Elder Fan burped: "You all go down, my nephew and I have something to talk about!" After saying that, several female cultivators pushed him down. Chen Mo stepped forward and handed the heavy bag of spiritual stones to Elder Fan. hands.
"You're really good at it..." Elder Fan weighed the weight in his hand and said in wonder: "With just a few months of preparation, you really made the Bigu Pill and earned a lot of spiritual stones, right?"
Chen Mo bowed his hands in humility and said, "Thanks to Elder Fan for his promotion. Without your appreciation, Elder, this disciple would definitely not be able to reach where he is today."
"Haha, you are young and promising. If I hadn't had any daughters, I would have made you my son-in-law!" Elder Fan gently stroked his beard and said to Chen Mo with satisfaction.
The three of them knew the Bigu Pill line well. Elder Fan was the source of resources, Shen Mingyue was the production channel, and Zhang Siyuan was the salesperson. Once the profit line was stable for a long time, some people wanted to do some tricks.
As early as a few months ago, Elder Fan and Zhang Siyuan met secretly and reached an unknown agreement. They jointly put pressure on Shen Mingyue and demanded to increase the share of the Bigu Pill, otherwise it would stop operating.
They don't know. The one who can really accomplish the idea of Shen Mingyue, a foundation-building monk, is the seemingly inconspicuous Chen Mo.
In response to this, he directly chose to break the pot and tell the two of them with a tough attitude that if they were not honest, she would sell the elixir to Fuyun Sect and fight to the death.
Faced with such a threat, the two of them chose to remain silent, and had no choice but to do as they had promised before. Only then did they remain stable for a year.
As expected, after praising Chen Mo, bad news came.
Elder Fan informed Chen Mo that the spiritual planting in Baicao Garden had to stop for a while. The Law Enforcement Hall had noticed the extra Bigu Pill and was now investigating the matter.
Chen Mo was caught, and even Elder Fan would be implicated. There was no problem with Baicao Garden's accounts, but he secretly sold the Bigu Pill behind the sect's back without receiving a share. No matter how much he said this, he would inevitably be punished.
He left Elder Fan with a heart full of thoughts. A few days later, he received a secret letter from Zhang Siyuan, instructing him not to refine the Bigu Pill anymore until after this news broke out.
There was an accident in the plan, but Chen Mo's practice could not be terminated. He didn't know when the investigation of the Law Enforcement Hall would be concluded, so he made his mind to the Wei State Cultivation Workshop City outside the sect.
The Bigu Pill was not allowed to be sold, so the outside world took action. The spiritual plants in the Baicao Garden were eradicated and replaced with more profitable herbs, just to make Qi Zhao work harder.
In this case, the spiritual plant for refining the Bigu Pill would also have to be purchased from the outside world. Fortunately, he had a token from the Tianding Chamber of Commerce. When he had time, he would go there to see if he could settle the matter.
"Just take this opportunity to completely eliminate those monks who always want to eradicate me."
Chen Mo's eyes flashed slightly and he began to calculate the feasibility of annihilating Feng Yulin and the others.
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Relying on their strong cultivation, after Feng Yulin and the other six returned to the inner sect, their first thought was to kill Chen Mo and forget about the Land of Oblivion.
They thought they were not on the list and did not compete for it. It would be more realistic to wait for the world of cultivation to change again and go out to look for Bauhinia fruit and Chalcedony mushrooms.
Several people were extremely disgusted with this monk who had made them miserable time and time again. However, he was like a coward who never left the sect, so they had no good way to deal with it.
But it was different recently. Chen Mo started to come in and out of the sect frequently. Lao Wu, who was in charge of the sentry, followed him several times. Apart from being a little alert at the beginning, he went out boldly several times without worrying about anyone sneaking up on him.
This news reached Feng Yulin's ears, and his first thought was that it was a scam. Maybe this guy wanted to play tricks on them again.
Alert, he sent additional dwarfs Zhang Chunhu and Lao Wu to monitor him. They were convinced that he had really relaxed his vigilance. A few days later, he finally took action.
"The identity of the surnamed Chen is extraordinary. This battle must not be leaked. We must fight it quickly and leave no traces. Otherwise, the sect's lingchi punishment will be waiting for us!"
"Don't worry, boss. We have arranged spies in his medicine garden. Those close men named Chen are all busy in it. He is alone at this time. It would be easy for the six of us to surround him and kill him. ." A tall and thin monk smiled sneerly.
Feng Yulin scanned the crowd again. There were four monks at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, plus him and the dwarf who had just broken through. They were at the same level as Chen Mo at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. They had many magic weapons and complete methods. Let him take wings this time. It’s also difficult to fly.
"Walk!"
He gave the order, and the dwarf and Lao Wu continued to lead the way and followed Chen Mo. The remaining four people, led by Feng Yulin, had to leave the sect to find a hidden place and let the dwarf entangle him. Then several people arrived together. , it won’t take long to take him down.
Chen Mo seemed completely unaware of their plan. After leaving the sect, he flew westward. After passing through a spacious plain, Chen Mo plunged into the desolate mountains nearby. There were many swamps here, and some of them emitted extremely foul odors. Occasionally, monks would come here to hunt the monsters that appeared from time to time.
"stop!!"
Chen Mo landed next to a swamp that was nearly ten feet wide. A sudden voice suddenly sounded behind him. He turned around and saw that it was the dwarf Zhang Chunhu and Lao Wu who had been chasing him for a long time. They were staring at him with sinister smiles on their faces. , I don’t know what I’m thinking.
Chen Mo said calmly: "Actually, I don't have much grudge against you, because this mere cave has cost the lives of all six of you. Is it worth it?"
"Haha!" After hearing this, the dwarf suddenly laughed and said with an increasingly cold expression: "The surname is Chen! I can still remember the punch you gave me two years ago! If you know the truth, I will slap myself ten times. , we can consider giving you a happy one!!"
"Brother Zhang, stop talking nonsense with him. You and I will work together to capture him and throw him into the swamp. This will save us the time of destroying his body and eradicating his traces!"
"That's right!" The dwarf excitedly glanced at the storage bag on Chen Mo's waist. Is there his identity token there? This damn boy has been the deacon of the medicine garden for two years and must have contributed a lot. If this transfer onto their heads...
If the previous action was due to hatred, then the main reason for the action two years later is naturally this!
Chen Mo smiled slightly and said: "It seems that you already know why I chose this place. As you expected, it is really convenient to kill people and dump their bodies. You two will go first, and then I will ask Feng Yulin and others to go down and accompany you!!"
"Shameless words! Suffer death!!"
The dwarf Zhang Chunhu was furious. He raised his hand and fired three sharp bee stings. This was one of his unique magic weapons. His shooting techniques were so superb that he never expected to capture Chen Mo in one fell swoop. At least he would have the upper hand.
The bee sting shot towards Chen Mo in a glyph shape. On the other side, Lao Wu's strange spell was about to be finished. It was a huge will-o'-the-wisp skeleton, with a thick black mist emitting nearby, covering his figure.
Chen Mo's steps were slightly wrong, and the green long sword slung at his waist came out in the blink of an eye, slashing and blocking, and in an instant he received all the dwarf's attacks. At the same time, the will-o'-the-wisp skeleton that had successfully condensed moved slightly with Lao Wu's left hand. Swinging, he rushed towards Chen Mo as if he was seeing delicious food!
Facing the approaching crisis, Chen Mo's expression remained calm. There was a buzzing sound from behind, and two more sword lights came rushing towards him, separated on three sides from the green sword he was waving in his hand!
"I never use the second level of the Thousand Profound Escape Sword in the ring. I will use you two to practice today!"
Chen Mo's cultivation level suddenly increased, and in just a moment, he broke through to the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. At this time, he raised three flying swords like wolves into the flock of sheep, sweeping across all directions in an instant!
An electric sword slashed directly towards the dwarf's neck. The latter's eyes suddenly bulged, and the posture that he originally intended to attack immediately changed, and he took out a delicate spiritual shield to block the arrival. He felt like he was struck by a tyrannical force. Even though he was shielded, he was knocked several feet away by the huge impact and fell to the ground with a scream.
There were two swords left, one to break the spell and the other to defeat the enemy. Even though the will-o'-the-wisp skeleton summoned by Lao Wu was not low in power, it was not a spell used by monks of the same level after all. It was instantly hit by the red light outside the Qianxuan Sword, and there was a stabbing sound. The black mist dissipated immediately, and two white skulls full of sword marks fell in the air, which had been split in half by the sword energy.
"puff!"
There was no resistance, and a big head flew straight to his head with a lot of blood. The last flying sword took his head as easily as cutting tofu. The falling head still had an expression of extreme fear, as if I can believe that victory and defeat came so quickly.
This is not the time when Chen Mo, as an eleventh-level Qi refining person, jumped up the ranks to fight Li Feng in the Green Demon Valley. Everyone was a casual cultivator, and they only had so many magic weapons and techniques. Whoever ran out of them first would die. After entering the sect, Chen Mo's strength was not what it used to be. He had practiced the best techniques. It would be a bit embarrassing if even a Qi Refining monk of two levels below couldn't defeat the enemy with one move.
Chen Mo flew up and pushed Lao Wu's body directly into the bubbling swamp without even taking off the storage bag. Seeing this scene, the dwarf felt like he was dead. He picked up the spiritual shield and ran away. He really didn't expect that Chen Mo had hidden his cultivation. If he had known this, why would he take the initiative to fight this vanguard!
Chen Mo did not chase him, and kicked the head of the previous person into the swamp. From the moment he performed the skull magic, Chen Mo judged that this person must have practiced magic skills. There were all kinds of things in the storage bag without even thinking about it. He didn't want to use the evil magic weapon, nor did he want to sell it, so it was better to keep it buried underground forever.
The dwarf's escape speed was extremely fast and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. The shame of not even receiving a single move made him itch with hatred. No matter what, he was dead today. When Feng Yulin came, he would be dead. Tell him to live but not to die!
"Hey, why are you so scared that you're sweating?"
The dwarf subconsciously touched his neck. The blood on his hands made him scream uncontrollably. At the same time, severe pain was reflected to his head. In just a few breaths, without even leaving any last words, the dwarf walked away. The footsteps of Lao Wu.
He fell hard from the air to the ground, and half of the dead branches facing the sky penetrated his abdomen. Blood spurted out, and the spiritual shield in his hand also broke into pieces.
"It turns out that the second level of Qianxuan Sword cannot even withstand the protection of the monks on the 12th level of Qi Refining..."
Chen Mo followed closely behind, hurried over slowly, and muttered to himself to the dwarf's body.
Such a conclusion needs more consideration. It may also be that the dwarf is not good at learning and cannot generalize.
After kicking his body into the swamp and erasing the mark of the original owner from the storage bag, Chen Mo found the sound transmission compass used for communication, activated it with spiritual power, and said lightly: "Feng Yulin, your two Brother, I’m in my hands, I’m here waiting for you.”
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