Chapter 153: The Cave on the Cliff Wall of the Waterfall
Tom unnaturally moved a small step towards Mogar, and in an instant Sparky coughed lightly, Tom immediately sobered up, swallowed his saliva, and laughed at himself, he was actually confused by greed, if he took a step forward, it was estimated that the being next to him would slap him to death.
Mo Jia didn't notice Tom's abnormality, put away the 7 treasures, returned to the evil ghost and sat down, grabbed its mane, laughed twice, calmed down, absorbed the fire and water battle qi, and at the same time entered the divine court with consciousness, and began to pull two drops of liquid soul power.
According to Griffitz's teachings, try your best to break up two drops of soul power into 600 smaller liquid beads, fuse them in pairs, find the balance point of the two liquid beads, and then maintain this equilibrium state.
Until all 600 small liquid beads are fused into a drop of soul power, then this drop of soul power will naturally be perfectly fused, which is much easier than directly fusing two drops of complete soul power to find the balance point of the two, and the time to maintain the balance of two drops of soul power until it is perfectly fused is far longer than the time to maintain the balance of small liquid beads after they are scattered.
Suddenly, Mo Jiaer's consciousness swept over the soul power that had been fused together, and there was a difference in his heart, and after counting the fused soul power, he was very surprised in his heart.
It's been 25 days since the last time he broke through the fourth-level magician, deducting the two nights that rushed to Naki City, according to the speed at which he fused three drops in one night, it should have been only 69 drops of fusion soul power so far, but just now he actually counted 92 drops of soul power, that is, the Divine Court itself had 23 drops of fusion soul power!
Mo Jiaer immediately withdrew the two drops of soul power that fused half of it, and suddenly more than a hundred liquid beads that had been maintained in a fused state split from the middle, turning into 600 liquid beads again, and then fused each of them into the original two drops of soul power.
He focused his consciousness on all the liquid elements, trying to find out why, and after a while, finally his consciousness focused on the five drops of primordial soul power with the most variables.
The primordial soul power that had been squeezed into a spherical shape slowly rotated, and the liquid soul power that Mogar could not detect without careful induction was extracted from the surrounding ten drops of soul power and merged into the spherical primordial soul power.
Ten threads of soul power passed through five drops of primordial soul power in turn, and in just a few seconds, ten threads of soul power were thrown out of the spherical primordial soul power, and the two fused together, but there was almost no gap, so Mo Jiaer didn't notice it.
At the same time that the soul power was thrown out, ten more traces of soul power were pulled into the body, and then they were thrown out and fused into their respective soul powers.
Mo Jiaer calculated that it would take about five days for the ten drops of liquid soul power that were extracted to be completely fused into five drops of liquid soul power, that is, one drop of liquid soul power could be fused in about one day.
The unexpected discovery made him feel refreshed, which meant that his fusion was shortened by a quarter, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and Tom and Spark, noticing something strange, looked at Mogar.
Mo Jiaer waved his hand and pursed his lips and smiled: "It's nothing, I just thought of something very beautiful." ”
"I said little brother, are you a monster? How can I find that your strength has increased greatly every time we meet, and I haven't seen you for a few days, and I feel that there seems to be something more in you, well... An aura that should be very powerful. ”
Mo Jiaer shook his eyebrows, he didn't expect Tom's perception to be so keen, it should be referring to his forging master aura, after all, he had just broken through to reach the fifth level forging master.
The three of them began to talk again, and soon the night passed, and in the early morning, the three of them separated, Sparky disappeared into the depths of the jungle, Tom headed north, Mogar headed south, and Evil and Nikelus walked towards the middle of the Monster Mountains to the east, and the three of them and the two beasts were separated.
6 days later, 400 kilometers southeast of the Ghost Star Riding Cave, under a waterfall up to 100 meters high, Mo Jiaer stood on a boulder, allowing the flowing water to hit his body fiercely, fortunately it was located on the edge, with the strength of his fifth-level warrior's body, he could resist, if he was in the center of the waterfall, it was estimated that he would be smashed into pieces in three seconds.
The white clouds drifted by from time to time, blocking the scorching sun, casting a large shade of gray shadows, he persisted for two hours, before he was exhausted by the waterfall and rushed into the lake, his body slowly floated, and his body, which was a little red from the impact, was slowly recovering under the soaking of the cold lake water.
After recovering a little strength, he swam in the lake for a while, swam to the bottom of the cliff, grabbed the vines that filled the entire cliff, stimulated the fighting spirit and climbed quickly, and there was a small protruding stone at a height of more than 50 meters.
His body shook slightly, a circle of mist shook out, his whole body was suddenly dry, even his pants were dried, he pushed aside the vines, walked in, there was a small cave, and it was only 5 meters away from the waterfall, and the turbulent rumbling sound was permeated.
Two days ago, after Mogar arrived here, because of the strange environment around him, his perception was greatly suppressed, and he could only sense the range of ten meters around him, so he walked carefully, and it was precisely because of this that he discovered this man-dug cave.
The texture of this mountain cliff is very solid, even if he uses the dagger sent by James to stimulate the three fulcrum battle qi, it can only make the dagger sink into the mountain by 2 centimeters.
Therefore, he greatly admired this mysterious powerhouse who could dig out about 3 cubic caverns, so he occupied the time to live in this cave**, and then tempered himself with the help of the waterfall.
According to his speculation, if he wants to stand in the center of the waterfall, he needs the physical strength of a warrior of level eight or above, so as long as he can stand in the center of the waterfall in half a year, even if it is only for ten seconds, then his trip to the Warcraft Mountain Range will be considered a success.
He sat directly against the cave wall, eating Hua Luzhi while absorbing the water element with all his might, because at the edge of the waterfall, the water element was extremely rich, which could save him a lot of time.
He sat all afternoon, and at ten o'clock in the evening, when he had rested enough, he walked out of the cave, stood on the rocks, did a warm-up exercise, then stretched his arms, jumped lightly, and fell quickly towards the deep lake below.
When he was about to hit the surface of the lake, his hands quickly closed and plunged into the lake, at such a height, even if other fourth-level warriors entered the water in the posture of Mogar, they would definitely be seriously injured, but he only brought a few splashes of water, without the slightest damage, if Sparker saw it, he would probably praise softly, and he would find that Mojar's physical strength had improved again, and it had reached the strength of the mid-level fifth-level warrior.
Mogar swam against the current to the low of the waterfall, climbed the boulder, first stimulated the battle qi, resisted the impact of the water current, and reached the edge of the waterfall to stand still, before withdrawing the battle qi and starting a new round of tempering...
At the entrance of the inner courtyard of Kenston College, Sachara and Didley stood at the end of the Dawn Avenue, staring at the gate of the courtyard for more than two minutes, not daring to approach, from time to time a crowd passed by them, and occasionally someone would look back at the two stupid children, thinking that they were longing for the unlucky children of Kenston College.
Another two minutes passed, and Sakla's gaze suddenly shifted, looking at Groot, who had just walked to the courtyard door, and suddenly her eyes widened, and she looked incredulous.