"Presumptuous, dare to call the name of the ancestor" Ben Xiang's eyes widened, looking at Mo Yi and shouting.

"Duan Siping, he is still my junior, why can't I call him by his name" Mo Yi spit out lightly, looking at this book with a smile, completely substituting the identity of this hundred-year-old immortal person.

In the world of "Heavenly Dragon", Duan Siping is the founding emperor of Dali and the creator of the Six-Vein Divine Sword, and so far, the only person who has fully cultivated the Six-Vein Divine Sword.

"Bastard"

Benguan also shouted, his eyes flashing with anger. At the same time, Ben Shen and Ben Chen were all looking at Mo Yi.

At the same time, several people turned over and left, one yang finger strength penetrated, and four finger forces attacked Mo Yi's respective directions from various places, all of which were extremely murderous fighting methods.

Mo Yi had already learned the One Yang Finger, and in Duan Yanqing's place, the cultivation of the One Yang Finger of these people was not as good as Duan Yanqing's, but the four of them attacked in a row, which would give people a sense of suppression.

"Absolute Defense"

Mo Yi stood in place lightly, and when those few attacks of the One Yang Finger hit Mo Yi, they instantly rebounded back and attacked all kinds of attackers.

The four of them hurriedly withdrew, their true anger flowed, they all dodged their own attacks, and after landing, their faces turned red, and they retreated several steps before they stabilized their figures.

Mo Yi's body moved, shining like a ghost, walking behind the four people, the figure flashed away, as if nothing had happened, and within three breaths, Mo Yi's figure returned to its original position.

And the four people, Benxiang, Benguan, Benshen and Benchen, opened their eyes, and then fell to the ground one after another, fainting.

"Take"

Seeing this, a handsome middle-aged man on the side couldn't help but shout, and the soldiers around him picked up their spears one after another, pointed at Mo Yi, and took a step forward.

"Father, no, he's my friend" Duan Yu hurriedly said, stopping the pace of these soldiers.

The middle-aged man, even after he is middle-aged, is also handsome and extraordinary, revealing a mature atmosphere, such a person, perhaps except for the ancient age, otherwise has a different charm at any age.

"Stop"

At this time, Master Kurong opened his eyes and spit out a faint sentence.

"A hundred years of immortality, the martial arts myth visits, and the little monk is far away" Master Kurong completely put himself in a lower position, and the words were full of respect.

"Here, your martial arts are a little better, and your Buddha nature cultivation is also good," Mo Yi said lightly.

"Amitabha, in front of mythology, how dare you call it a good word"

Master Kurong shook his head and said, he has been meditating for several years, but he has a certain understanding of love and hatred in the world, life and death, and he will not be shocked.

"Let's try it, back then, Duan Siping's six-vein divine sword in one hand was superb, and it could resist my hundred moves" Mo Yi grinned, his true qi was running all over his body, and the chivalrous agent on his body was windless and automatic.

A pair of sharp eyes looked at Ku Rong, his robe fluttered faintly, Mo Yiqing's handsome face revealed a fierce color, and his eyes carried a depth and vicissitudes that were different from his own appearance.

At the same time, as soon as the clothes on Mo Yi's body moved, a sky-rushing sword intent condensed, making everyone feel that between heaven and earth, everything in the world, only this sword remained.

Master Kurong flew up in an instant, and pointed out, and this yang finger quickly attacked.

"Heaven and earth are swords" Mo Yi muttered softly, and the sky-high sword intent swept up.

The sword intent attacked like a raging storm, and Master Kurong's Yang Finger was wiped out in the storm, and even more so with a surging sword intent.

Master Kurong's eyes widened, and his body quickly flipped back, and that powerful sword intent couldn't be stopped at all.

The barely managed Master Kurong still dodged the attack and returned to his original position, but the monk's robe on his body was already in tatters and embarrassed.

"The six-vein divine sword has not been fully practiced, Duan Siping is blind" Mo Yi did not continue to attack, stopped and said.

"Ding, congratulations on defeating Kurong and rewarding you with one hundred and twenty points"

At this time, another 120 points were credited to the account, but the other few people did not get any points.

That original cause, this view or something, although the martial arts are good, but they are not the main characters, so after defeating, there is no reward.

"Amitabha, Senior Mo is really advanced in martial arts, and the little monk is far inferior" Master Kurong took a deep breath and sat down.

He was only one step away from reaching the highest level of Kurong Zen Gong, and he didn't expect that he was not Mo Yi's opponent, and even he felt that even if he cultivated to the highest level, he would not be Mo Yi's opponent.

Mo Yi's martial arts realm has already surpassed him, surpassed Kurong Zen Gong, and reached a realm that no one can reach.

"Kurong Zen Gong still needs to be thoroughly understood, and the six-vein divine sword also needs to be inherited, otherwise it will ruin Duan Siping's reputation" Mo Yi looked at Kurong lightly, with the appearance of a senior teaching a lesson.

"Yes, the little monk understands," Master Kurong hurriedly bowed and said.

"Well, I'll go and see how far the Tubo national teacher has fled."

Mo Yi nodded, he didn't plan to stay in the Tianlong Temple, and he planned to leave directly.

Now, Mo Yi took away six drawings of the Six-Vein Divine Sword, as well as the Heavenly Dragon Pill, even if his identity was a century-old immortal martial arts myth, he was suspicious after all.

"Senior, it's better to rest in this temple for a few days, the little monk also has a lot of questions to ask seniors" Master Kurong hurriedly said, leaving Mo Yi is good in that aspect.

"No, the realm of self-enlightenment is always better than what I clearly said" Mo Yi shook his head, then turned around and flew away directly, without stopping in the slightest.

Ling Bo took a slight step with one hand, making Mo Yi's figure extremely ethereal, and he left freely.

Among the carefree faction, both people and martial arts are extremely demanding, people must be handsome, beautiful, and martial arts must be extraordinary.

After leaving Tianlong Temple, Mo Yi even left the border of Dali without the slightest stop.

As for Gu Mozhi, Mo Yi didn't care about anything, he had already defeated Gu Mozhi, and for the time being, Gu Mozhi didn't have anything worth taking on Mo Yi.

With Mo Yi's body speed, soon, he had basically left the territory of Dali, quickly crossed into the mountains, and his figure disappeared.

Traveling hundreds of miles, Mo Yi's true qi was constantly consumed on light gong, and it was constantly recovering, so that the true qi in Mo Yi's whole body flowed rapidly.

"That's pretty much it."

Mo Yi casually found a place in the mountains to stop and let out a light breath.

He didn't know how far he had leaped, and Mo Yi used the fastest speed of action in the Sunflower Treasure Book to quickly circulate his true qi and come in a steady stream.

Because Mo Yi's true qi is too majestic, it is simply endless, so it is simply walking without borders, if it is someone else, I don't know if it will work for half of the trip.

Immediately, six paintings appeared in front of Mo Yi's eyes out of thin air, and the direction of the mind and meridians all appeared in Mo Yi's mind.

Mo Yi's finger movements are constantly changing, and his techniques are constantly changing, and his true qi is constantly surging, and he is rapidly cultivating the six-vein divine sword according to the mental method and meridians above.

Mo Yi, who is proficient in the 'Great Shift of the Qiankun', is very fast in cultivating any martial arts, and the Great Shift of the Qiankun contains the point of the great achievement of martial arts, which can allow Mo Yi to quickly understand and complete the practice.

Of course, all of this requires the assistance of True Qi, especially the Six-Vein Divine Sword, which requires a higher foundation of True Qi.

Mo Yi slowly sank into cultivation, not knowing that the sun and the moon were cultivating, that is, he was usually tired of resting, hungry, and looking for something to eat between the mountains and forests.

The rest of the time is spent cultivating the six-vein divine sword, the mastery of various meridians, or the strength of the condensation of true qi, as well as the attack power and distance that comes out of the body, all of which need to be cultivated.

If you really cultivate into the Six-Vein Divine Sword, it will be infinitely powerful, even if it is dozens of meters away, or even hundreds of meters away, the power is still so powerful, that is the cultivation success.

The level of the six-vein divine sword is higher than that of the Great Shift, and many of the truths of the martial arts realm still need to be understood, and the mental method must also be transparent.

The sun and the moon flowed, and Mo Yi's true qi had always been in a state of circulation, all of which was supporting the cultivation of the Six Veins Divine Sword, and it never stopped for a moment.

"Shaoshang, Shangyang, Zhongchong, Guan Chong, Shaochong, Shaoze"

Mo Yi didn't know how long it took, the techniques were linked, the twelve serious true qi flowed without knowing, and the sword qi began to condense continuously, and the sword intent was majestic.

However, I saw that one after another sword qi swayed out, some of which blew up the stones, and the impact of power was extremely great; some of them directly pierced the ginseng tree dozens of meters away, which was extremely sharp; some were illusory, some were majestic, some were simple, some were psychedelic and each had its own characteristics, and the six sword qi made it extremely smooth.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully cultivating the Six Veins Divine Sword"

At the same time, the voice of the system appeared in Mo Yi's mind, and only Mo Yi could hear it.

"Whew。。。。。 ”

Mo Yi exhaled lightly, and his true qi gradually returned to the right path, slowly circulating.

This six-vein divine sword is a BBBB-level martial art, which can attack from a distance, with infinite power, and between the illusory, it is not detected at all, it is already a stroke.

However, it is an absolute martial art that can be compared with several supreme divine skills.

With the profundity of the Six-Vein Divine Sword, Mo Yi himself didn't know how much time he had to cultivate, but it was only a few days, and it would definitely not be much.

Within a few days, you can completely cultivate the Six Veins Divine Sword, which is absolutely rare in the world.

"System, give the North Hell... ”

"Hurry up, here, assemble, assemble, all gather in the apricot forest"

"Hurry up, come this time, the helpers are here"

Mo Yi just wanted to integrate the Northern Spiritual Skill into the Void Decision, when suddenly a chaotic sound disrupted Mo Yi's progress, and a large number of people and horses kept gathering.

"What's the situation?"

Mo Yi stopped fusing it, he specially chose a mountain and forest, in order not to let people disturb him, he was in this plane, there was no trustworthy person, Shuang'er and the like didn't bring it over, if he entered the cultivation, if someone disturbed him, it would be troublesome.

"Alas... Mo Yi sighed lightly, got up immediately, and quickly walked towards the source of the sound.