World of Cultivation

When Zuo Mo finished tossing around the newly rented memorial garden and dragged his tired body back to Xifeng Xiaoyuan, but when he saw the pink little Qianzhe who arrived almost at the same time as him, he wanted to roll his eyes and faint. .

Can you not bother...

Zuo Mo wanted to cry. But this matter is not transferred by his will, he can only be transferred.

"Master, I'm so bored, let's play a game!"

Zuo Mo wanted to reply, "Brother, I'm really not bored at all." But considering the other person's weird hobby of setting off "fireworks," Zuo Mo still replied calmly and rationally: "I don't know how to play games."

He felt that he did not deceive the other party and that he indeed did not know how to play games. Game, these two words were so unfamiliar to him that he seemed not to recognize them at all. His life, from the first moment he opened his eyes, was destined to prevent him from playing games and living life leisurely.

But the other party was generous, friendly and said without disdain: "It doesn't matter, I'll be fine with you."

Zuo Mo made his final struggle: "I'm an idiot and can't teach you."

However, like countless times before, the other party did not give him any room to resist. So, Zuo Mo saw a series of game rules of about 8,000 words. This time, Zuo Mo really fainted. Such a difficulty is really an impossible task for him, a non-game enthusiast. He only glanced at it twice before deciding to give up and said earnestly: "Actually, I am really stupid!"

However, considering that the probability of irritating the other party was too high, he still added weakly: "How about you find the simplest game?"

This time, what came into his hands was a game rule with about two hundred words.

Hey, Zuo Mo couldn't help but perked up. Isn't this a formation question? He looked at it carefully again and finally confirmed that this was indeed a formation question.

Formation is a systematic knowledge, and Zuo Mo, who comes from a small sect, naturally doesn't have much experience with it. But in some sects, disciples learn formations, from the simplest single spirit formation, to the two-yi formation, the dual-element formation, and gradually become more complex. This is a rather long learning process. In order to help disciples learn, some practitioners with profound formation skills have also compiled a complete set of learning methods. This includes various formation questions.

Such as correction, such as filling gaps, such as optimization, etc., there are many names, one after another. Later, some cultivators enjoyed this so much that they became very addicted to it and created extremely difficult formation problems. And many disciples often use this as a game.

But for Zuo Mo, he had never played it before and found it very novel. The formation involved in the question was not complicated, and Zuo Mo had learned it before, but the questions raised were extremely tricky. For a moment, he couldn't help but fall into thinking. The other party also seemed to know that he was thinking and did not rush him.

After thinking for a long time, I got nothing.

Zuo Mo shook his head hard and regained some consciousness. I couldn't help but feel a little stunned. Is this what those disciples of the sect are playing? He couldn't help but feel a little envious. No wonder they were so powerful and could play such powerful things.

However, he decided to put this thing aside for a while. He still had a lot of things to do. It's a game, just play it for a while in your free time. Anyway, that damn woman isn't urging him now.

Zuo Mo went into the stone chamber to practice "Fetal Breath Refining God" and the tombstone version of "King Kong Weiyan".

After practicing, he took out the dripping sword from the spiritual spring. Nourished by the spiritual spring, the luster of the dripping sword was a little clearer than before. Zuo Mo fondly touched the dripping sword and began to practice it.

It takes a long time to refine a flying sword before it can reach the point where it can be used as an arm, and it takes even longer time to do whatever you want. Feijian is like a sword cultivator's partner. The longer the time passes, the better the tacit understanding becomes. Sword cultivators often do not change flying swords easily. This is even more obvious especially after reaching the golden elixir stage.

These days of daily sacrificial practice have paid off, and Zuo Mo can now wield this dripping sword like an arm. It is of a higher grade than the Ice Crystal Sword and is more spiritual.

Zuo Mo had a thought in his mind.

The dripping sword in his hand flicked into the air. At the same time, he let out a clear whistle and bounced off the ground.

The sword light flashes and moves like a dragon.

In mid-air, a flame looked like it was made of water, emitting a faint brilliance. Wherever the sword light went, there was a stream of water-shaped flames, light and silent.

Zuo Mo was so mesmerized that he practiced the "Li Shui Sword Technique" with the dripping water sword. It was an unparalleled enjoyment. When he got interested in practicing, Zuo Mo no longer limited himself to the sword techniques, he would lead with one finger and there would be almost no trace left behind. But in the sword light, the cold and faintly violent Li Shui Sword Intent rippled like water.

Gradually, like the light waves of the sword, the lightness gradually faded away, and became a bit heavier and more oppressive. Wave by wave, it was full of force, but before it was only hidden and violent, it was like the wind helping the fire, burning fiercely.

As cold as ever, mixed with intense rage, two extremely contradictory feelings blended together, but Zuo Mo was completely unaware of it and didn't feel any discomfort at all.

On the contrary, the light sword light like a flame on the dripping sword gradually became restrained.

When Zuo Mo came back to his senses from the state of enlightenment, he realized that his "Li Shui Sword Jue" had reached another level without him realizing it.

There weren't many surprises, so he stood there silently, savoring it carefully.

He still doesn't know what level his "Li Shui Sword Technique" has reached. "Li Shui Sword Technique" is not a profound sword technique in the first place, and even its creator is not a powerful swordsman. Zuo Mo's ability to practice such a sword technique to this point is considered an anomaly. But he needs to explore the future path on his own, because his practice of "Li Shui Sword Art" will only end here. Although the creator later wrote some of his own speculations and ideas, many of them have been killed by Pu Yao.

In terms of advanced level, the Li Shui Sword Intent is far inferior to the Tidal Sword Intent that Zuo Mo secretly learned, but it was understood by Zuo Mo himself, and it is also the most profound Sword Intent that he has mastered! His understanding of the Li Shui Sword Intent far surpassed that of the Tidal Sword Intent.

Perhaps, he could also improve the "Li Shui Sword Art" by referring to the Tide Sword Intention, Zuo Mo suddenly felt something in his heart.

But he just thought about it. He was not arrogant enough to be able to improve a sword technique. Moreover, his understanding of the Tidal Sword Intent is only superficial.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed someone outside the valley. But the person who came was very honest and did not violate the ban.

The mouth of the west wind valley.

"Senior brother, people from the Lingying Sect are here again!" The person who reported the news was still the outer disciple from last time, but his face did not show the slightest panic as last time, but showed excitement.

"Again?" Zuo Mo was stunned.

"Yes!" the disciple said respectfully, and then couldn't hide his excitement: "Five people are here this time!"

Zuo Mo's scalp suddenly became numb.

Five people……

Only three came last time, but five came this time!

Zuo Mo wanted to turn around and run away.

"They haven't given up yet and want to compete with senior brother by name!" The outer disciple didn't notice anything strange about Zuo Mo at all, and said excitedly: "These people really don't know how to live or die!"

"Ahem." Zuo Mo forced himself to calm down, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "Who are they this time?"

"The three from last time are all here, and there are two others I don't recognize."

Zuo Mo felt a little relieved, it was okay, okay. At least five of them are not unknown to each other. Two of them are defeated. Well, I have every reason to ignore them. That woman, she didn't dare to fight last time, she definitely won't dare to act rashly this time. The ones who need to worry are the two strangers. Since the other party is looking for a place, they must be better than the last two.

His mind was spinning rapidly, and he was hesitant in his heart: should he go or not? He regretted that he spoke too much last time and asked: "Where are the other senior brothers? You can't bother me alone every time with this kind of thing."

"Senior Brother and Senior Sister are both out. Senior Brother Luo Li is in seclusion. Senior Brother Xu Yi is refining weapons. I told him not to disturb him. Senior Sister Hao Min is being punished. Only Senior Sister Xu Yixia is free. Do you want to inform her?"

That woman?

Zuo Mo felt unhappy for a moment, but decided to forget it and wanted to inform her that this woman was more likely to be causing trouble behind her back.

never mind! Thinking of his new understanding of "Li Shui Sword Technique", Zuo Mo felt suddenly proud. As soon as he got the idea, someone came to try the sword. These Lingying sect are indeed good people!

After thinking about it, Zuo Mo lost his stage fright and nodded with dignity: "Let's go."

The outer disciple's face suddenly became inexplicably excited, and he quickly led the way.

When he arrived at the mountain gate, Zuo Mo stumbled when he saw the dark crowd.

"Why are there so many people?"

The outer disciple was extremely excited: "Everyone heard that the Lingying Sect was here again, so they all ran over so that they could witness the great power of our senior fellow disciples and teach the upstarts like the Lingying Sect a lesson!"

"Uh, but why are there still female disciples?" Zuo Mo asked quite speechlessly.

"Want to come and admire our senior brother!"

Zuo Mo suddenly had goosebumps all over his body.

Seeing Zuo Mo appear, the group of female disciples suddenly screamed, and Zuo Mo almost fell over.

"Wow! Senior brother is so handsome!"

"Come on! That's cool!"

"When senior brother was still an outer disciple, I knew that senior brother was not an ordinary person!"

"I really want to seduce him..."

"I'll kill you!"

…

Zuo Mo's expressionless face was filled with black lines, and he decided to stay away from these crazy women.

As soon as Zuo Mo walked towards the male disciples, the male disciples became angry.

"Brother, kill them!"

"Chop them!"

"Cut into eight pieces, cut off the hands and feet, prod the tendons and cut off the veins, cut out every inch with a knife..."

"It's so uncreative! I want sunflowers..."

…

Zuo Mo quickly distanced himself from this group of guys who had completely fallen into a fanatical fighting mood.

In the short distance between the female disciple and the male disciple, Zuo Mo, who was originally so heroic, almost completely lost his desire to fight.

Of course, in the eyes of others, Senior Brother Zuo Mo walked past them with firm steps, a cold expression, and extremely coquettish manner.

But when Zuo Mo saw the five people from the Lingying Sect who looked even worse, he felt extremely happy. My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter