Under the cold moon pond, there is the School of Sutra.
"Duyuan, something is wrong." Guo Xiating's round face was full of confusion.
"Before, we could still vaguely detect traces of the Cold Moon Toad. Now..."
Fu Zi frowned and looked at the snowflakes outside the scripture cave: "It was a miscalculation."
"Leng Yue Toad is a great monster with enlightenment, but it's still just a toad."
Fu Zi looked at Guo Xiating with a strange expression: "Toad needs to hibernate."
"This..." Guo Xiating couldn't help but hesitate.
This reason is really surprising.
"After awakening and developing demon power, Leng Yue Chan is said to be no longer afraid of the changes in the four seasons."
"But it definitely doesn't like this kind of ice and snow."
Fu Zi sighed: "In order to fight the severe cold, it may consume additional mana. This weakens its strength to a certain extent."
"Although because they have been in the wild all year round, many of the great monsters who have enlightened themselves have little knowledge."
"But after all, he has intelligence that is not inferior to ours."
"It definitely longs for the Cold Moon Lake, and also likes to summon the demon incense."
"But its spiritual wisdom made it understand that with its limited strength, it would not only be unable to defeat Song Wuji, but would also very likely die."
"That's why it suppressed its instinct and stopped showing up."
"Song Wuji's luck is so good!" Guo Xiating said bitterly.
"Yeah, you're so lucky." Fu Zi couldn't help but droop his eyelids.
It seems we can only wait until spring next year.
Guo Xiating looked at Fu Zi doubtfully and hesitated to speak.
Fu Zi glanced at the other person, said nothing, and waved him away.
…
"You want me to take action?" Fu Zi sighed: "It's a pity that I can't."
He has been perfectly settled in Ningqiao for decades.
It is estimated that it will be difficult to defeat two Song Wuji. But it's still okay to hit half a dozen.
But what if Song Wuji usually pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger? That short winter melon looks sinister.
Although he deliberately used a wave of beasts to lure him out of the barrier last time, it looked like he was still injured.
But what if Song Wuji was taking advantage of the situation and pretending to be injured?
There is also Song Wuji’s disciple Liang Yi.
What if that person is a peerless genius, even more powerful than Song Wuji?
If you do it yourself rashly, won't you end the fun!
"We still have to try Song Wuji again with that big toad." Fu Zi thought seriously: "After all, the 99% certainty is still far from the 100% certainty!"
…
Five days later, Wuzi No. 11 Dojo.
"Fuck!" A strange cry suddenly sounded in the dojo.
Ai Ji, who was sitting on the gray cloth futon, suddenly jumped up like a monkey in the sky.
"Do you really want to die?" Xu Rao next to him had a gloomy face and stared at Ai Ji.
He has been disturbed by Ai Ji in the same way three times today!
"There is definitely something weird in this broken cave!" Ai Ji looked nervous and kept looking at the uneven rock cave wall.
"That thing was squatting behind me, and I could feel its gaze, like a needle pricking me, as if it was going to kill me with a knife at any moment!"
But the cave that was half the size of a basketball court was in full view. The six of them looked at it together, but found nothing.
"I was looking with my peripheral vision just now, but there was nothing behind you." Yulin's voice was filled with anger.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Ai Ji's face turned red.
"It's impossible to be weird." Wu Ruo said warmly.
"Dishonest people, but very possible."
As he said that, he looked at Chen Mu with a smile.
Chen Mu also narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said with a fake concern: "Is it possible that this senior brother didn't sleep well?"
"At night these days, I see that this senior brother's mental state is not very good."
"Humans, once you don't get enough rest, you're prone to problems."
"I have some tranquilizers here, I'll give them to you cheaply, do you want them?"
Ai Ji's face darkened, and he suddenly turned his head and glared at Chen Mu fiercely: "What the hell did I do..."
"Shut up!" Lu Ku suddenly shouted, interrupting Ai Ji's rage.
"Just look at it, I said I didn't sleep well." Chen Mu had a true expression on his face: "This is a typical symptom of too much insomnia. I'm irritable, too irritable!"
"Thank you for your kindness, junior brother." Lu Ku said gently.
"My brother really didn't sleep well, and his temper is quite irritable. If there is anything inappropriate, please forgive me, junior brother."
"Hanhanhan, I must bear with you." Chen Mu smiled.
"Look, I'm really easy to get along with, right?"
Looking at the furious Ai Ji, the five Wushan brothers and sisters looked at each other speechlessly.
"It's natural that you don't believe me. After all, we have only met for five days." Chen Mu looked like he understood.
"But as long as we get along with each other for a long time, you will know that I am really kind."
"It's only a month, we have plenty of time!" Chen Mu said in a soft voice, with a gentle and charitable smile on his face.
Six Wushan brothers and sisters: "..."
grass!
…
Chen Mu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and gently touched the brown furry animal skin bag on his right belt.
The leather bag is the size of a palm and bulging. It was trembling slightly at this moment, as if it were a living thing.
Immediately ignoring the cold or calm, angry or indifferent glances of several people, he slowly closed his eyes.
In the darkness, a gray wall emerged.
Soul-nurturing spell: 218/10000/Level 3;
More than a month later, he advanced the soul-nurturing spell again.
"What a baby"
The second-level soul-nurturing spell awakens the spirituality of Yang Cha bone ball.
Entering the third level, Yincuo Moon Blade seems to be alive.
The Yang difference bone ball can automatically defend.
Chen Mu hasn't tried the Yincuo Moon Blade carefully yet, but there is a high probability that he can chase the target and slash it by himself.
Just like just now, what was staring at Ai Ji and wanting to chop him to death was not some strange thing, but the Yinchu Moon Blade.
If it weren't for Chen Mu's suppression, the furious Moon Blade would have rushed out of the leather bag on his waist as soon as he locked onto Ai Ji.
"It's quite easy to scare people!" Chen Mu smiled happily in his heart.
…
After a pleasant exchange, the atmosphere in the Wuzi No. 11 Cave Dojo suddenly became harmonious and wonderful.
Every time the six brothers and sisters looked at each other, although their gazes were different, they were all full of strong emotions.
Chen Mu thought that was a friendly gesture.
So he grinned, showing his white teeth, and smiled generously back.
Time passed day by day, and with the efforts of both parties, the atmosphere in the dojo became more and more wonderful.
At noon on this day, several people stopped practicing and each took Bigu Pill.
Then, as usual, they exchanged emotional glances.
Just when several people were exchanging glances and expressing affection, a wealthy middle-aged man named Sun walked in carelessly.
Meet seven pairs of friendly eyes.
The wealthy middle-aged man froze.
"Excuse me!"
Letting out a shout, he turned around and ran away.
After a while, I turned back and stood behind the brown hollow screen at the entrance of the cave, peering in.
"If you don't check the brand, I'm just going to tell you something." The rich middle-aged man said with a well-behaved face: "If you leave on your own, don't forget to hand over the bronze medal."
"What happened?" Chen Mu asked curiously.
The wealthy middle-aged man glanced at a few more people, breathed a sigh of relief, coughed, and slowly moved out from behind the screen.
"I checked the bronze medal yesterday and found that two people were not there."
"I thought he was sneaking to other dojos, but I couldn't find him."
"The two people must have left early without handing in their sign, thinking they would come back next time."
"The hospital said that people can leave, but the bronze medal must be kept. If you want to stay, you can only stay for a month before leaving."
"If you leave midway, you won't be refunded, won't be extended, and you'll be fined if you don't turn in your sign!"
"So whoever wants to leave must not forget to return the bronze medal."
"Leaving midway before the expiration date?" Chen Mu was surprised.
It's freezing and snowy, so there's nothing to do when we go back.
The money has been paid, how can you leave early? !
"Whoever says otherwise is just like a fool." The rich middle-aged man complained.
Just because of these two people, they had to brave the wind and snow to check the dojos one by one.
"Maybe I can't bear the loneliness of hard training." Chen Mu said casually.
If it weren't for the proficiency plug-in, he wouldn't be able to practice hard for a long time.
…
After sending away the middle-aged man surnamed Sun, Chen Mu took a good look at this empty and simple cave.
On the top of the three-meter-high cave, there are fist-sized fluorescent algae lamps inlaid, like stars in the sky.
The walls are gray rock and the floor is rammed earth.
The only thing provided in the lower house was a large gray futon.
If you want to sleep at night, you have to make a bed on the floor yourself.
But most people choose to sit on a futon instead of sleeping.
In order to utilize the earth spirit vitality 100%, everyone is racing against time to practice.
The spirit is highly tense, and after a long time, it is inevitable to feel restless.
It's not new if some people give up halfway.
"Next time you come, you have to bring your bedding." Chen Mu secretly planned.
"If you can't eat well, can't you sleep well?"
Training in the dojo is a race against time. Eating will lead to excretion, which is a waste of time on both ends.
And it’s not easy to prepare a month’s worth of food in advance.
Therefore, most people just drink water and Bigu Dan to reduce the frequency and time of going to the toilet.
"I have to come here at least eleven more times. I can't live through it all like this, right?"
"After all, it's just to pave the way."
"Not only will the money be wasted, but I will also suffer, so I won't do it."
"Since I can't eat well, I think I can sleep well."
"Well... I can't have a serious meal, so it's okay to bring some shelf-stable dried meat snacks."
Chen Mu glanced at the six Wushan brothers and sisters, shook his head and sighed.
There are dried meat and fruits in his five ghost bags.
If these guys weren't here, he would have taken it out and eaten it.
pity……
(End of chapter)
