"My emperor, please give orders! The old slave must do his best. As soon as the old turtle heard that there was another place to use him, his blood immediately boiled.

"Don't get excited! I just want you to take me to the sea!" Ao Mo grinned, his eyes full of meaning.

"Wandering?" puzzled the old turtle.

"You should have lived in this sea for a long time!In this case, you should know which places in this sea are the coldest!" Ao Mo unceremoniously sat on the back of the turtle and pointed to the sea and said, "The emperor wants you to take me to the coldest place to visit, the colder the better." Big turtle, don't let the emperor down!"

"Yes!" the old turtle commanded, "the old slave does know that there is an abyss at the bottom of the sea that is the most chilly. It's a little far, and my emperor doesn't dislike the old slave for swimming slowly. ”

"It's okay! ”

Ao Mo silently recited the secret water avoidance spell of the Dragon Clan, and looked at the Baisha Sect Town Sect Technique very patiently: Han Dan Jue.

In the past, Ji Mo's talent was limited, and after being robbed of the Qilin Bone, he couldn't practice this exquisite exercise!, but Ao Mo was different, the Dragon Clan's No. 1 talent plus a hundred years of soul travel experience made it extremely confident in this Xuanmen Exercise.

Judging from the description of this exercise, it should be that the stronger the aura in the cold environment, the more conducive to cultivation!

You must know that the most feared thing for many Terran monks is the abyss under the sea, because the abyss at the bottom of the sea has a cold aura that freezes everything, which makes the Terran monks who have grown up on the land since they were children frightened. Therefore, Ao Mo believes that the cold seabed is the best place to cultivate the cold pill technique.

"With the cold undersea aura and the talent of this emperor, it is inevitable that cultivating the cold pill will not be a problem. ”

Ao Mo not only carried the pride of the genius of the dragon clan, but also the excitement of the dragon clan to seek a scholar, because this was also the first time he learned the Xuanmen exercises.

The dragon clan, who was formerly the overlord of the barbaric sea and sky, has always disdained the exercises of other races. They only believe in their own bloodline potential, and they are born with supernatural powers. But everyone knows what happened later, the dragon clan was defeated, and the human race prospered.

Therefore, Ao Mo wants to study, and he wants to make up for the backwardness of the dragon clan.

He also brought the last hope of the dragon clan to make a comeback to challenge the Xuanmen.

"I must learn from you. ”

Ao Mo secretly made up his mind, and after carefully studying the Han Dan Formula, the old turtle finally swam to the cold place it said.

"My emperor, this is the abyss!"

Ao Mo raised his eyes, and there was indeed a bottomless dark abyss in front of him.

"It's really chilling!"

Ao Mo was very satisfied, this kind of cold cold was not only a faint low temperature, but also a mysterious and profound power of extreme yin. This level is definitely enough for Ao Mo to cultivate the Han Dan Technique.

"Old turtle, I'll go into the abyss to practice! ”

Before the old turtle could react, Ao Mo slipped into the abyss to practice.

A foot of the abyss, cold to the bone. This is the limit range that Aomo can accept now.

Strike while the iron is hot and practice while it is cold, Ao Mo immediately exercises and cultivates the cold pill technique.

Different from the dragon clan's domineering and passionate bloodline cultivation method, the Xuanmen Gong method is more concerned with skills: the throughput and breath when invoking the aura, and the rise and fall of the reiki when the reiki turns, which tests the character of the cultivator's spiritual root.

And Ao Mo really deserves to be the first genius of the dignified dragon clan, not only is the bloodline talent strong, but even the spiritual root is also the heavenly spiritual root of the nine pins.

This level of aura operation is as simple for him as a high school student doing addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, coupled with the help of the external extreme yin and sea abyss cold qi, Ao Mo cultivated extremely fast.

In the past, Ji Mo was stuck in the fifth heaviest in the Wind Beginning Realm for half a year, but today it only took half an hour for Ao Mo to loosen this level. Not only that, the longer Ao Mo cultivated in Hai Yuan, the deeper the Yin and Cold Aura on his body became, and after filling the fifth level of the Wind Beginning Realm, this Yin Cold Aura completely erupted, nourishing Ao Mo's entire body.

"The Sixth Layer of the Wind Primal Realm!"

Ao Mo quietly experienced the pleasure of the qualitative change of strength promotion.

The sixth level of this Wind Primal Realm is different from the first five, the first five layers were cultivated by Ji Mo with the help of the Qilin Bone, so after Hongya took away Ji Mo's Qilin Bone, it was almost abolished at the end of the season. And this sixth layer was promoted by Ao Mo absorbing the cold qi of the sea abyss, which not only stabilized the previously loose foundation, but also added a looming cold aura to his cultivation spiritual power, and his strength was far beyond before.

As far as cultivation is concerned, Ao Mo is indeed a big improvement, but this is far from enough, Ao Mo clenched his fists:

You must know that Ao Mo's real enemy is Hong Ya, the old man of the half-step Huiyang Realm.

Wind Beginning Realm, Qing Mood Realm, Tengyun Realm, Huiyang Realm, Ao Mo is now three and a half years behind him, and this improvement is really nothing. And Ao Mo is not a complete dragon body now, and the bloodline and body that he was proud of in his previous life can't be used now!

Although he killed four people with his physical physique last time, Ao Mo knew that it was only because those four people were too weak. If you really want to use this body against the enemy, I'm afraid that the people in the Qing state of mind will be able to take Ao Mo down.

Therefore, the top priority is to improve the strength, otherwise when Hongya completely refines the Qilin Bone, he will be done.

Ao Mo sighed, in his previous life, he thought that the cultivation time was too long, and he had to follow the elders of the Dragon Clan to cultivate all day long, but in this life, he didn't have much time for him to cultivate!

"It's time to go back, or you're going to be suspicious. ”

Ao Mo summoned the old turtle that was so bored that it was about to mold, and rushed back to shore at full speed.

As soon as I went ashore, I found that the moon had risen high. It's been a day since Ao Mo entered the divine cultivation. The forty shells had already been prepared and laid out neatly on the beach.

"Good job! Help me move back again, it's tiring to carry forty baskets back and forth. ”

Ao Mo is too lazy to do it, this kind of thing has his own groups of shrimp and crabs to help him carry it.

So he wanted to know, what did this kind of chores make Ao Mo difficult? Is it to make it difficult for Ao Mo's ability to command things, or to make it difficult for Ao Mo to move his mouth more. Isn't this kind of thing something that can be solved by saying a few words to Ao Mo?

Ao Mo smiled, sometimes people are very smart, sometimes they are as stupid as pigs.

Walking on the avenue back to the mountain gate, Ao Mo faintly heard a few quarrels. The voice was in the midst of a group of miscellaneous disciples.

Dozens of miscellaneous disciples gathered around the fire, making a lot of noise.

Especially after a young disciple dressed as a fisherman came in, the quarrel became more and more intense:

"What the hell are you doing to eat? At the end of the day, you haven't even caught a single fish?!" The fat Senior Sister Zhou was unceremonious, pinched the fisherman-looking disciple's ear and scolded: "Are your eyes blind, can't you see a single fish?"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Senior Sister Zhou, I really don't know what's going on today, all the fish and shrimp within a radius of 100 miles are gone. From morning till night, I rowed my boat and searched for it, but I couldn't find a single fish. The cute little fisherman said helplessly.

"You let everyone listen to it, who can believe this? Who will believe it?" Senior Sister Zhou scolded, "Our Baisha Sect is adjacent to the East China Sea, you want to say that all the fish in our East China Sea have run out." After that, there will be no more fish in the East China Sea. ”

"This ...... This ......"

The little brother who fished was speechless, he really didn't know what evil he had hit today.

"Bai Yu, you don't have any spirit stones today! And from today onwards, you won't have any food for five consecutive days. ”

There is also a fatter and stronger man next to Sister Zhou, who is in charge of the food, clothing, and spirit stone distribution of hundreds of miscellaneous disciples in this area.

Sister Zhou is so arrogant and proud because of her relationship with him.

"Brother Wang, I ......" Bai Yu, who was fishing, was aggrieved and speechless.

"What are you! Brother Wang has already given you a great reward, otherwise he would have dragged you to the board! If you don't beat your skin and flesh, you won't have a long memory. Thank you Brother Wang!" The chubby Sister Zhou's mouth suddenly didn't stop.

"Yes, thank you, Brother Wang!" Bai Yuke left in a daze, he didn't eat for five days, and he didn't know how to work.

"Next!Whose turn is it, take the initiative to stand up, do you still want Lingshi?" Sister Zhou shouted, looking for someone around.

Brother Wang patted his fat belly proudly, looked at the box full of spirit stones in front of him, and couldn't help but smile secretly:

'Looks like we had a good squeeze today?'

The spirit stones distributed by the sect to the miscellaneous disciples every day are fixed, and they can get as many spirit stones as they can get after completing the miscellaneous work! If a disciple does not complete it, or if it is not done well enough, Brother Wang has the right to withhold the spirit stones of the miscellaneous disciples.

What Brother Wang thinks about every day is to try his best to detain the spirit stones of the miscellaneous disciples! Only in this way can he have more spirit stones!

There is a box full of spirit stones left today, and the fat brother Wang doesn't know how happy he is, because this box of spirit stones is about to be his!

"By the way, Ji Mo, you haven't explained the harvest of the shells you picked up today!" Senior Sister Fat finally thought of Ji Mo, the fish that slipped through the net, among the miscellaneous disciples.

"Ji Mo?!"

Brother Wang suddenly realized that it was the stinky boy who had been told to torture him well! It seems that he had just arranged a lot of chores for him yesterday, and it must not be completed today, so he must be rectified properly.

As long as you don't die, you will die!

This was the order given from above, and he didn't dare to disobey it.

"Which one is Ji Mo, come out quickly!How are you doing with your chores?" Brother Wang himself opened his voice and shouted, as if he was eager to find the end of the season.

Ao Mo listened, did not dodge in the slightest, and stood up quite stylishly.

As soon as Ao Mo stood up empty-handed, the chubby Sister Zhou's mouth began to nag uncontrollably:

"Tsk! Ji Mo!

"Didn't you say that you would do a good job of this and make us regret arranging it for you?"

"But now? Why did you come back empty-handed? I seem to remember that you didn't come back with shells at noon!"

The chubby Sister Zhou's eyes were full of smug and sarcastic expressions, and Brother Wang was even more exaggerated, and immediately shouted:

"Come on, go and fetch the iron rod. ”

"Our Baisha faction doesn't raise a splash skin that eats white rice, and today my Wang San will teach this splash a good lesson! Let him have a good memory. ”

The rest of the miscellaneous disciples all glanced at Ao Mo helplessly, it was so miserable!

Even if they didn't finish it, they wouldn't be treated like this, so a little ghost like Ji Mo who was targeted by people would be so miserable! The big iron rod with a thick bowl slapped on his body, even a monk couldn't bear it!

But just as the bystanders were mourning for Ji Mo, Ao Mo, who was the party concerned, did not panic at all, and said flatly:

"Four spirit stones! ”

Brother Wang was also baffled by Ao Mo's strange behavior:

"What four spirit stones, you're stupid. Don't think that pretending to be stupid, I, Wang San, will let you go. ”

"The four shell pickers I do are the most collected chores, and each of them can get one spirit stone a day, and I should get four spirit stones at the end of the day. "Ao Mo said that the head is the Tao.

"Haha! That's a nice thing to say, but have you finished your chores?" Brother Wang sneered: "I'm not afraid to tell you, a full forty baskets of shells, as long as you miss a shell, you don't finish the chores." That way, you won't even be able to get a spirit stone, and you'll have to be beaten to the board. ”

"I'm done!" Ao Mo said lightly.

"You're done with a fart! You didn't bring back a single shell, and I'm going to have to teach you a lesson with an iron rod today. ”

"I'm done!" Ao Mo's expression remained unchanged.

"Haha, are you joking? How can someone pick up forty baskets of shells in one day? If someone can pick up forty boxes of shells in one day, then I can swallow all the shells he has picked up. Brother Wang smiled confidently.

"Haha!" Ao Mo, who had been pretending for a long time, finally couldn't help laughing: "Stupid fat man, let's go back and see what is in the warehouse." ”

Ao Mo shook his finger at the warehouse in the distance, and under the lights, there were forty more baskets of shells out of thin air.

"How could it be ?!!" Brother Wang couldn't believe his eyes, obviously the warehouse was still empty before, how could there be forty more baskets of shells in a blink of an eye.

How the hell did this kid do it.

"You, you, what kind of magic did you use?"

Ao Mo sneered, and when everyone's attention was on him, the group of shrimp and crabs had already quietly transported the shells to the warehouse.

Of course, Ao Mo wouldn't tell these secrets, he just asked Wang San with a smile:

"Which basket of shells do you want to start with?"