World of Cultivation

When Zuo Mo rushed to the mountain gate, he realized that the situation was much more serious than he thought.

Many people gathered around the mountain gate, and Jingwei were clearly divided into two groups. He glanced at the group of people causing trouble, and the ones that caught Zuo Mo's attention were a woman and two men. The clothes and temperament of these three people are completely different from those of those behind them. But when Zuo Mo saw the injured old black head, anger arose in his heart.

With one step, he appeared beside the old black head in a flash.

The old blackhead's mouth was bleeding and his expression was sluggish. When he saw Zuo Mo, he couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

"What's going on?" Zuo Mo asked in a deep voice.

Seeing Zuo Mo, the disciples of Wukong Sword Sect were all refreshed.

"Hey, finally someone is willing to come forward." The man among the three wearing a gorgeous blue spiritual armor said strangely: "I thought the inner disciples of Wukong Sword Sect were just a bunch of turtles, boy, please report A name. Where is Wei Sheng, why haven’t you come out yet?"

Zuo Mo ignored him and just looked at the old black head.

The old black head was full of bitterness: "They said they wanted to discuss with Senior Brother Wei Sheng, but wherever Wei Sheng came out, they started to make trouble. They said that if Senior Brother Wei Sheng didn't come out, they would destroy all the spiritual fields here. You said, how could I let them destroy my spiritual field."

Zuo Mo took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into the old black head. He is now Shi Fengrong's direct disciple, and he has a lot of elixirs on his body, which makes the other outer disciples around him envious. Zuo Mo turned around after handing the old black head to the outer disciple behind him.

"So it's a zombie face. Hey, you are that Zuo Mo." The man in blue spiritual armor proudly shook his finger and said: "I heard that you are good at refining alchemy. If you are not good at it, go find Wei Sheng and come out. The number one genius in Dongfu is so timid that he is really not a human being. Isn’t there someone named Luo Li?"

"Which sect are you from?" Zuo Mo asked calmly.

"Hee hee, we are from the Spirit Hero Sect." The person who spoke was the only woman among the three. She was wearing pink peach blossom spirit armor, with a slim figure, flowing eyes, and sweet water. Almost all the outer disciples of Wukong Sword Sect stared at her greedily. She wasn't shy either, she pursed her lips and smiled.

Zuo Mo had heard of the Lingying Sect, which was the most financially powerful sect in Dongfu. His sect has many properties, and most of the disciples he recruits are from wealthy families. Unlike the Wukong Sword Sect, the number of inner disciples of the Lingying Sect is also jaw-dropping. There are more than eighty disciples in the foundation-building period of the Lingying Sect. This number is far behind Wu Kong Jian Sect and ranks first in Dongfu. These foundation-building disciples of the Lingying Sect are notorious. They love to cause trouble. Many of them have strong family backgrounds. Even if they go to other sects to cause trouble, most other sects can only tolerate it.

They were in small groups, looking for trouble everywhere. They have been taking elixirs since they were young, and their cultivation has progressed much faster than ordinary disciples. Moreover, they have a dazzling array of magical weapons. When they fight, how can ordinary disciples be able to resist them? And if the other party is more powerful than them, they will all rush forward. As time goes by, low-level cultivators will take a detour when they see them.

But they are also smart and never provoke those powerful people. Like Yu Bai, they would never dare to provoke someone like him.

They heard that a very powerful figure came out of the Wukong Sword Sect, named Wei Sheng, who was called a once-in-a-century genius by many. Naturally, they did not dare to provoke such sects as Dongfu Palace and Dongqi Sword Sect. As for the Wukong Sword Sect, they had never heard of it. They are not afraid of a small sect like this. Moreover, there has been so much turmoil in Dongfu recently, and almost all the elders from various sects have mobilized. How can we let such a great opportunity pass?

Before coming, they made a special inquiry. Among the disciples of this generation of Wukong Sword Sect, there are two most famous people, one is Wei Sheng, and the other is Zuo Mo who is good at alchemy. But when they inquired about how powerful Wei Sheng was, almost no one had seen it, which made them more certain that Wei Sheng was just a false name. As for Zuo Mo, what kind of waves can an alchemist make? In addition, there is a man named Luo Li,

But it is said to be average.

Among these three people, the one wearing blue spirit armor was named Yan Mingzi, the other one wearing dazzling bright red spirit armor was named Hu Shan, and the woman wearing pink peach blossom spirit armor was named Tao Shuer.

"Oh." Zuo Mo responded expressionlessly, then turned to the old blackhead and asked, "Who hurt you?"

"Haha, don't ask, it was the uncle who beat me." Yan Mingzi said contemptuously: "You should go and ask Wei Sheng to come out. The uncle is embarrassed when you make elixirs..."

The sound suddenly stopped.

Yan Mingzi looked at Zuo Mo with some surprise. In his eyes, the little zombie in front of him seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person. It felt... like an unsheathed sword...

Yan Mingzi fights and makes troubles not just once or twice, he is experienced.

He put away the joking look on his face and said with a hint of seriousness: "I didn't expect that I was wrong, you turned out to be a master!" The other two people also had surprised looks on their faces. The aura shown by Zuo Mo definitely didn't look like a master. What those who are obsessed with alchemy can have. However, the two of them didn't have much to worry about. They had been together for so long and had encountered countless tough situations. There were many people whose strength was far above them, but weren't they defeated by them? What's more, the little zombie in front of them has a slightly lower cultivation level than them.

Zuo Mo didn't waste any time and directly raised his ice crystal sword.

"Ha! You are really poor!" Yan Mingzi laughed loudly and said with a proud look on his face: "Let me see my flying sword!"

The sword is three feet long, like a long and narrow drop of water, and the sword body is like a swollen pool of water, deep and bottomless. Only when a ray of light occasionally flashes does one see its majesty.

"The name of the sword is Dishui, third grade, the best water flying sword." He looked at Zuo Mo, shook his head and said, "Your outfit is not worth the fraction of this flying sword."

Zuo Mo completely lost interest in talking to the other party. Without saying anything, he struck first.

"Follow the Water" of "Li Shui Sword Jue"!

A circle of invisible ripples rippled and spread in front of Zuo Mo, and the ice crystal sword seemed to suddenly disappear out of thin air and then appear out of thin air in front of Yan Mingzi.

Yan Mingzi's eyes only felt blurry, and the opponent's flying sword suddenly arrived in front of him. The sword intent contained in the tip of the sword stabbed him so hard that he could hardly open his eyes. He was startled. He quickly used his flying sword to resist. Unexpectedly, the opponent's flying sword was extremely slippery. With a slight twist, he easily avoided his flying sword and stabbed it diagonally.

Yan Mingzi was in a hurry again, but he had a lot of practical combat experience. He knew that the opponent's flying sword was not as good as his own, so he opened and closed the sword force, so he simply met head-on.

Zuo Mo snorted coldly. He didn't know if he had been with Pu Yao for a long time, but this cold snort was quite similar. He knew what the other party was up to, but the quality of his ice crystal sword was far inferior to that of the other party. If the two collided, he would definitely suffer the loss. He only has this flying sword. If it breaks here, the sect will never give him another one in vain.

But now Zuo Mo's attainments in "Li Shui Sword Jue" are no longer what they used to be. Uncle Xin Yan's guidance made up for many of his shortcomings, and now the "Li Shui Sword Jue" he used was smooth and flowing, almost traceless.

The sword technique used by the other party was also extremely exquisite, but it was obvious that he had not practiced it carefully, and many of the subtleties were lost. In terms of subtlety, the opponent's sword technique is even better than the "Li Shui Sword Technique". Zuo Mo couldn't help but shake his head in his heart. He had such a good sword technique, but he didn't know how to cherish it. He was also very greedy for the opponent's flying sword. In comparison, his own ice crystal sword was really shabby. In fact, what Zuo Mo was more concerned about was that the opponent's dripping sword was perfect for the "Li Shui Sword Technique".

The ice crystal sword in his hand was suitable for Uncle Xin Yan's sword intent, but not suitable for the "Li Shui Sword Art". Zuo Mo has always wanted to find a flying sword suitable for "Li Shui Sword Art".

With a thought in his heart, he couldn't help but think about it.

The ice crystal sword has become more difficult to figure out. His current sword moves still follow a delicate and delicate path, but they are a little more violent and overflowing with murderous intent. However, just such a violent moment suddenly made Yan Mingzi feel more stressed. It was like water and fire, and that contradictory feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Hu Shan and Tao Shuer looked surprised, Yan Mingzi was at a disadvantage!

They couldn't help but start to re-examine Zuo Mo.

"This Zuo Mo is quite powerful." Tao Shu'er said with surprise: "But it's different from the rumors. Didn't it say that he is an alchemist?"

"There is very little news about Wukong Jianmen. How could we find out so clearly?" Hu Shan said disapprovingly. Although he was also surprised, it was just an accident.

"Zuo Mo has such strength, so I don't know how powerful Wei Sheng is." Tao Shu'er said thoughtfully.

Hu Shan sneered: "No matter how powerful they are, it's useless. It's because they have been too pushy recently, and many senior brothers and sisters are eyeing them. And it is said that several senior uncles don't have a good impression of Wukong Sword Sect."

Tao Shuer smiled sweetly: "Yes, Dongfu is so big, and there is an extra person to share the food. Which of the door-knocking uncles in the door would be willing?"

Hu Shan said indifferently: "It's none of our business anyway. But I heard that some of their elders are quite powerful."

"No matter how powerful it is, can it be as powerful as crystal stones?" Tao Shu'er chuckled.

"Haha, not bad!" Hu Shan laughed.

While the two were talking, the situation on the field changed.

Yan Mingzi suddenly did not dodge, and the ice crystal sword pierced his spiritual armor. There was a soft ding, but no scar was left on the spiritual armor. Zuo Mo couldn't help but be startled. While he was distracted, Yan Mingzi's dripping sword suddenly arrived.

Like a sword in a cold pool, Zuo Mo quickly turned sideways and felt a cold feeling passing over his arm!

"Haha! How could a second-grade flying sword pierce my Xuanshui Spirit Armor?" Yan Mingzi laughed proudly, and his sword power became more and more unscrupulous!

Tao Shu'er seemed not surprised by the scene in front of her, and was a little bored. She couldn't help but said: "I know how boring it is to bully the poor." As he said this, he smoothed the peach blossom petals on his spiritual armor.

Hu Shan sneered on his face as he watched the ice crystal sword stab Yan Mingzi's spirit armor in the field again.

This is futile, don’t you understand? It's your fault that you weren't born into a good family. He looked at Zuo Mo with some sympathy.

Yan Mingzi had no intention of dodge. He had full confidence in the spiritual armor on his body.

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