World of Cultivation

Dali Pill, no, Jinwu Pill, has obviously improved Zuo Mo's situation, especially it can greatly alleviate his financial crisis. But neither Senior Brother Xu Yi nor Senior Uncle Yan Le seemed to think highly of Zuo Mo. This could be seen from the magic weapons they gave him. One gave him a wrist guard and the other a spirit armor, both of which were defensive. It was obvious that the two of them just wanted to make Zuo Mo less embarrassed.

The problem before Zuo Mo now is very serious.

One is to earn crystal stones, and the other is to practice sword techniques.

He is now burdened with foreign debts, and earning crystals is undoubtedly his most urgent need. No matter when, earning crystals is the top priority for him. The practice of sword skills will, to a large extent, determine his outcome when he faces Luo Li's challenge during the examination in the sect.

Both of these things involve an immediate issue: time. If it is alchemy, then the time to practice the sword technique will be greatly shortened. Originally, he didn't have much chance of winning, but after calculating this, Zuo Mo felt that his winning rate was simply zero.

Do you want the spar, or do you want to fight for that breath?

Zuo Mo was in a dilemma.

"Sir, what have you been busy with lately?" The pink paper crane came flying over, with the same beautiful handwriting as always.

"Sword practice!"

"Hey, since when did you become so energetic? I'm not used to this."

"Fighted with a cold, lustful and obscene man!"

"Hehe, what's going on?"

"His woman teased me and was slapped by me. He came to make fun of me." Zuo Mo "processed" it a little. Well, that can be considered teasing, Zuo Moru thought.

"Chop him!" The two beautiful cinnabar characters exuded a strong murderous aura, which made Zuo Mo, a man, deeply ashamed.

"But now there is a good opportunity to make a lot of crystal stones." Zuo Mo accidentally wrote down the problem in his mind.

"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated. Just crystal stones, don't let slaves despise me."

A mere spar, as expected, a well-fed man does not know a hungry man is hungry. Zuo Mo was reflecting, why did he ask such an unreliable person? He replied disdainfully: "Woman, what kind of scholar do you think you are?" But his eyes involuntarily lingered on the six words "A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated" for a while.

"Hehe, I just hope that I will become more powerful!"

"I'm busy. Don't come back." Zuo Mo wrote these words and threw the pen aside.

After spending a day, Zuo Mo stayed in the alchemy room and worked hard. All the golden black pills he refined were given to Uncle Yan Le to relieve Senior Sister Li Yingfeng's urgent need.

Before the examination in the sect, Zuo Mo didn't plan to practice anymore. He planned to spend all his time practicing swordsmanship. When he thought of Luo Li and Hao Min's faces, he was filled with fighting spirit. What is the purpose of earning crystal stones? Isn’t it just to become stronger? Isn’t it just to be able to find answers after becoming stronger?

After thinking about it, he no longer hesitated.

Hesitation and hesitation were swept away, and Zuo Mo felt that the world suddenly became brighter, his mind was clear, and he felt indescribably comfortable.

Returning to West Wind Valley, he sacrificed the Ice Crystal Sword and practiced the "Li Shui Sword Art" over and over again.

He sealed off the entrance to the valley and put up a sign saying "Retreat and Do Not Disturb".

This quickly became a joke for Wu Kong Jianmen. Zuo Mo was a disciple of the outer sect, and what happened to Hao Min made many people think that he was too arrogant. Coupled with the hot sales of Jinwu Pills, there were many jealous people, and many people were waiting to see his jokes.

That's the difference. Luo Li's attitude was always cold and arrogant. Everyone was just in awe and took it for granted. When Zuo Mo slapped Hao Min, although Hao Min was wrong first, many people still couldn't stand it.

At this time, senior brother Qin Cheng came back. Senior Brother Qin Cheng is the disciple of the leader. His cultivation level is not the highest, nor is his combat power the strongest. However, he is naturally majestic, has won the trust of everyone, and has a great reputation.

Luo Li and Qin Cheng sat opposite each other. Qin Chengfang has thick eyebrows on his face, his clothes are dusty, and he looks tired, but sitting there, he naturally has an aura as steady as an abyss.

Qin Cheng said reproachfully: "You were a bit too aggressive this time. You took Junior Sister Hao Min away for so long and you didn't come back. No wonder the boss is angry."

Facing Qincheng,

The coldness on Luo Li's face softened a lot, and he looked indifferent: "As long as she is happy."

Qin Cheng was more helpless towards his junior brother. He also knew the temperament of his junior sister Hao Min, so he had no choice but to change the subject: "Have you entered the country recently?"

Luo Li said proudly: "Fifth floor."

Qin Cheng showed a look of relief and took out a jade slip from his arms: "This is the "Invisible Sword Art", take it and study it carefully."

When Luo Li heard the words "Invisible Sword Technique", the light in his eyes soared.

"Wei Sheng was sent to the sword cave. The leader and others had high hopes for him. They must have hoped to restore the "Wukong Sword Art" in his hands." Qin Cheng glanced at Luo Li: "He was once your sword servant. Don’t lose to him.”

Luo Li's face suddenly turned ugly. He clenched his fists tightly and scratched his nails into his flesh without noticing. This matter has always been a thorn in his heart. That lowly guy who he had called around before was actually valued far more than him in the door. Every time he thought about it, it was like there were bugs gnawing at his heart.

"Back then, the "Invisible Sword Art" was split into two sword arts, "Invisible Sword Art" and "Empty Sword Art". If the sword art can be split, it can definitely be reorganized. Wei Sheng's talent is certainly outstanding, but your talent, junior brother , I have always believed in it." Qin Cheng said solemnly and slowly: "I hope that I can recreate the style of my ancestor in the hands of my junior brother."

Luo Li's breathing became rapid. He stared at the jade slip in his hand, his expression changing.

"Wukong Sword Technique", this name that he has dreamed of countless times, is the highest secret technique created by the founder of our sect! Among the countless secret arts in the world, he ranks sixth in rank and has unparalleled power!

Reproduce the style of the master back then...

The senior brother's words were like thunder from the nine heavens, echoing in his ears over and over again, and the blood in his body seemed to be on fire. He seemed to see himself standing in the sky, proudly looking down on the world!

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he accepted the spar, bowed and said solemnly: "Junior brother will do his best!"

In Wukong Hall, Pei Yuanran and Xin Yan were drinking tea. Since the last demon slaying in Lingtian, they had free time and often drank tea together and chatted.

"It's a pity that the third junior brother is not here, otherwise the three of us would be together again." Pei Yuanran said with a smile: "He will probably be busy during this period."

Xin Yan drank tea by himself. His tea drinking was very different from other people's. There was no leisurely taste at all. As long as Pei Yuanran refilled it for him, he would raise his cup and drink it in one gulp. Later, I simply poured it out for myself and drank it cup after cup.

"The way you drink it, you are really ruining my spiritual tea." Pei Yuanran looked distressed.

Xin Yan didn't even look at him, didn't stop for a moment, and said, "What do you think of what Tian Songzi said?"

Pei Yuanran's face became cautious: "It's not unreasonable. The third junior brother has been complaining about the skyrocketing price of spiritual grains some time ago. There are some signs. What do you think?"

Xin Yan stopped for the first time and nodded: "I think it's true."

"Why?"

"It's getting more and more difficult to hunt monsters," Xin Yan said: "The number of monster inner elixirs on the market is getting smaller and smaller, and the price has increased several times."

"I forgot that you are also refining weapons." Pei Yuanran nodded in agreement: "There are indeed fewer and fewer people who are willing to hunt monsters. Even those sects are focusing on searching for new territories."

The words between the two were filled with worry. Since three thousand years, the cultivators have defeated the demons, and the remaining masters of the demons have used their own flesh and blood as a guide, the seven middle realms as the axis, and the forty-nine small realms as the screen to create the Dutian Blood Realm. The lack of spiritual power in Dutian Blood Realm is extremely detrimental to cultivators, but demons are not affected. This also makes Dutian Blood Realm the most trusted defensive zone for demons.

But in the past three thousand years, cultivators have never stopped attacking Dutian Blood Realm, and Dutian Blood Realm has become a fixed battlefield, where countless cultivators have become famous.

Many things on the demon's body are rare materials for cultivators, and are of great use in refining weapons, elixirs, and food. The more powerful the monster, the higher its value. Therefore, many people go after the monster. This type of activity also has a special name: monster hunting.

However, for a long time recently, there have been fewer and fewer cultivators hunting monsters. Demon masters kept emerging, causing heavy casualties to the demon-hunting cultivators. The risks are too high and the benefits are gradually shrinking, resulting in a sharp decline in the number of cultivators participating in monster hunting.

In recent years, the scope of activities of cultivators has been retreating in the Dutian Blood Realm, and demons have taken the initiative to attack cultivators from time to time. All signs indicate that the demon has recovered its strength.

All practitioners who take a long-term view are full of worries.

If the demons squeeze the cultivators out of the Dutian Blood Realm, it means that they can attack the cultivators at any time!

There is no room for peace talks between practitioners and demons. Three thousand years ago, the cultivators almost killed all the demons. It is only today that they have regained their vitality, and the hatred between the two sides is like a sea.

If a war like the one three thousand years ago happened again, no cultivator would be able to survive alone.

"He wants to hold the Dongfu Sword Trial? Why did Tian Songzi mention Zuo Mo's name?" Xin Yan asked: "He is just Ling Zhifu."

In Tian Songzi's letter to Pei Yuanran, he said that he was planning to hold a sword trial, and the names of Wei Sheng and Zuo Mo were also highlighted.

"I don't know." Pei Yuanran smiled bitterly: "I guess the Jinwuwan incident has caused too much trouble recently and attracted Tiansongzi's attention. By the way, what do you think of this young man Yu Bai?"

"Very good, better than Luo Li."

"Where's Bi Wei Sheng?"

"Hard to say."

"It seems that Tian Songzi's lineage also has successors." Pei Yuanran said leisurely: "I heard that Zuo Meitian's disciples are also good. It would be interesting to hold the Dongfu Sword Trial Meeting."

Xin Yan didn't speak and started drinking tea cup after cup. After a while, he raised his head and said, "You agreed?"

"There's no rush. We have to wait until Wei Sheng comes out of the sword cave. Besides, the examination is about to begin." Pei Yuanran smiled and said, "Have you heard about Luo Li and Zuo Mo?"

"Victory cannot be won without force." Xin Yan spit out four words.

"Haha, that's true." Pei Yuanran laughed and said after a while: "Luo Li has good talent, but unfortunately his personality is a little worse. If he can be like Wei Sheng..."

Xin Yan rolled his eyes: "Don't be too greedy."

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