"That hammer is the most critical, the armor can resist sharp weapons, but it can't resist blunt injury, the vitality of my cultivation Yin and Yang vitality, the sharpest vitality in the world, the flesh is also a thousand hammers to change face, a hundred miles of bright moon will definitely die." Mo Wentian said: "That confrontation, as fast as lightning, my changes in it are like flowing water, in one go, from the beginning of the calculation to the end to find the opportunity to hit - borrow force - chop the horse - out of the hammer - borrow the knife - kill the whole process is chic and natural, it is completely textbook art." ”

"Blow you, no matter how you blow, I believe it. The shaman said while holding Mo Wentian's arm.

"That's not blowing, the alchemist's cultivation exercises and methods are inherently special, it's not surprising, I've already cultivated the Danhuo, because I was injured and the fire veins and wood veins couldn't be used, it was completely dependent on the Yin and Yang vitality, otherwise, I would have burned him with the Danhuo in Baili Mingyue. Mo Wen said smugly.

"What to do with the rest, I can't imagine that you were a samurai cultivator at that time, and you actually ran rampant in the west. "The shaman is like a little girl who loves to listen to stories.

"Those Rong kings were naturally furious, ten Rong kings urged the war horses, rushed towards me to kill, I am not stupid, release a red flame beast, the war beast is in, I can't defeat them far away, just looking for death, I took out the bow and arrow, an arrow shot, boom, the bow and arrow was a Rong king crashed away, the guy thought I was just like this, in fact, it was not unexpected, the distance of five miles is not far, plus the speed of the red flame beast is very fast, in a blink of an eye, it ran out of a mile, I took out the second arrow, the target is still the Rong king, the arrow just touched the Rong king, the ground exploded, a rag bag fell to the ground, was shocked into a puddle of mud by the burst arrow。 Be handsome, underestimating the enemy is death.

I have a hundred refining war knives, easy is a move to cut off the water, draw the knife to cut off the water, the river water is broken, the hundred refining war knife belongs to the early stage of the heavenly weapon, infused with the yin and yang qi of the war knife, but also burst out of a light, the light flashed, cut off a Rong king, and then I turned over and jumped up, swinging the knife is another move to cut off the water, this time the artistic conception of the water cut is different The hazy mist filled and opened, and one move down, the two Rong kings were split into two pieces by me with people and horses.

After staggering, I took two steps in the air, the red flame beast is good, can communicate with my heart, jumped up and caught me in the air to play a hovering and turned around, did not stop and chased towards the Rong king who charged forward, the red flame beast is in the war beast, the only advantage that can assist the battle is the speed, sometimes the speed determines everything, the remaining seven Rong kings have not yet reined in the war horse and turned around, I chased from behind, from behind a knife one by one, the bronze armor warrior Rong Wang head rolled down one by one, seven became three in an instant. Two are the warriors of the silver armor triple, and the other is the warrior of the gold armor of the five. It's called clean, a face-to-face thing, and the speed of engagement at will is very important, unless it's the kind like a turtle that is not afraid of being beaten. Mo Wentian said.

"The ghost saw that he took out a golden Xuanwang blade and threw it to me, this Xuanwang blade is made of copper fine, weighs five hundred catties, the streamline of the golden section, and it feels very good, but it is still a little lighter for me, but it is more than the hundred refining sabers just now. Mo Wentian continued.

"And later. Seeing Mo Wentian's happiness, the shaman began to praise him.

"With the Xuanwang Blade in hand, of course, it is to cast the Water Cutting Slash again, the Water Cutting Slash is so easy to use, but the effect of the golden knife is even more different, the golden light flashes in the sky, the golden fish swims in it, suddenly the wind and waves are raised, the light flashes, all the pictures are still, and then the light flashes through the golden still water, dividing the water into two. As the picture shatters,

The bodies of the three Rong kings also parted and fell under their horses. At that time, the surroundings were quiet, surprisingly quiet! This knife was a sublimation of mine, I only know, at that time, it seemed to cut off emotions, cut off the years, cut off everything in the world, and it seemed that everything was cut down with a knife!" Mo Wentian said.

"What a domineering slash of broken water, such a powerful first slash of mortal dust! Majestic across the four seas and the world, swallowing the eight desolations and breaking the flow of water! After all, it seems that I have not yet reached this realm" The shaman sighed: "Although I have not seen you perform it, through your description, I can feel that everything is still, only the light of the knife is flickering. I felt the changes of the Xuanwang Slash, and I also understood what kind of person the Xuanwang Slash was different, but as long as it was practiced, it was very powerful. It makes people palpitate. ”

"The ghost also commented on it. The cultivation of the ghost is very high, and when he reaches the real human realm, now that he thinks about it, he should be higher, either the earth immortal or the true immortal, but he walks the world as a pharmacist, and the aura of the pharmacist makes people ignore his cultivation. ”

"Maybe it's an autopsy immortal. The shaman said.

"No, the autopsy immortals are very sad, not as free and easy as ghosts. Mo Wentian pondered and said.

Ghost Valley.

The name of the Ghost Valley was given by Oni Jianchou himself, he likes to live in the valley, and the place where he lives is called the Ghost Valley. No matter where you go, the name is Guigu, which is the style of the plaque, and it is the same as when the ghost fell in the west.

The Qinling Ghost Valley is full of flowers, and the four seasons are like spring. It is still condensed by using the formation, and the environment here has been changed with the formation, and the ghost is taught here and the art of war, the battle formation, and the art of the emperor, and people call him Mr. Guigu.

"I haven't seen him for nine years, and Mo Daoyou has really soared. "Ghost Sorrow came out of the Ghost Valley to greet him personally.

"That's not as elegant as a Taoist friend. Mo Wentian laughed.

Mo Wentian and the ghost saw sorrow to the depths of the ghost valley, where birds and flowers were everywhere, and a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old children were busy in the valley medicine field.

Ghosts are worried, there is no class, these children have all races, and even demon races, these children get along very well.

Mo Wentian and the shaman sat in the guest seat, the ghost saw sorrow sitting in the main seat, a boy served tea, and the three of them chatted while drinking tea.

"Mo Daoyou, Mo Feng, plans to use the Emperor Qiu Xuan Palace to attack the Martial Palace?" asked the ghost in a kind manner.

Mo Wentian shook his head: "I have no grudge with Wudian, even if I have a grudge, I don't hold grudges, they are all retribution in the present world." For example, the Battle of Nanshan, just kill it directly. ”

"It makes sense, the ancient battlefield is where the monks go, where there are external enemies, where there is only good and evil, and there is no concept of race. It's just that now it's a bit chaotic, and some monks are starting to intervene in the red dust, alas!" said the ghost with a sigh.

"The ghost friends are bad, the monk has been interfering with the red dust, otherwise, the Xuan Palace and the Martial Palace would not be red dust. I agree not to be too good or evil, not to be of any race. I practice as I please, and I am free from the rest of the rules, which is not bad, and I am at ease.

It is impossible not to enter the WTO, for example, Taoist friends, there is no class, these students of yours will enter the red dust, I think they are the same as the children of the ghosts of the West Route Army, there are not many who can become monks, they have the ability or wealth, or play life or hang the pot to help the world, you just do not enter the red dust, your Tao also enters the red dust. I don't think you have to deliberately pursue it, just do what you want. "Don't ask the sky and talk eloquently.

"My way is that I don't go into the red dust, and the way goes into the red dust. Entering the WTO and being born is indeed mysterious. ”

The ghost laughed sadly.

Mo Wentian stayed for more than half a month, and he discussed medical skills with Mr. Guigu and had a great time.

Ghost sorrow is the blood of the ghost, and the education he received is Huaxia education, which makes him very confused, until the ancient battlefield, his mood has broadened a little, and he has broken through to the real realm, but the heart knot has not been completely unfolded, since the last time he talked with Mo Wentian, the heart knot has been opened, and now he is a true immortal, and it is indeed terrifying to cultivate into the realm.

In the next few days, there were no ghosts or sorrows, Mo Wentian was cultivating the Pure Cultivation Body, and his life was also very comfortable. Outside, the weather is getting cooler, and although there is no snow, people are already putting on their furs.

A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peach and plum, and ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes. The key to cultivation is to do it yourself, and anyone's help is limited.

The ghost sees sorrow and puts his heart into Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian has almost finished reading the books in the Ghost Valley, and the ghost who has really reached the real realm is much more open-minded, and when he was leaving, he gave Mo Wentian a book that stimulated the blood of the ghost clan.

"This can stimulate the six-armed supernatural power, if you get to the eight-armed, you can only go to the ghost side, and the ghost side is only available to the ghost king, and there is not much hope to get. I don't know if Daoist friends have been to the ghost side?" said the ghost worriedly.

"No, this is enough, the bloodline supernatural power is only secondary, didn't the Taoist friend stimulate the bloodline supernatural power, he still entered the true immortal and became a cultivator in substance, and the golden pill turned into a sea and flew away. Mo Wentian congratulated.

The real soul has reached the realm of the soul of life, and the longevity of two thousand yuan is a human immortal, between a human and an immortal, and when it reaches the realm of the earth soul, it is a land immortal. Those who have the creation of heaven and earth are gods, and those who cultivate themselves to perceive heaven and earth are immortals, gods lie in occasional formation, and immortals lie in enlightenment. There are few cultivators who become gods, and many who become immortals, this is the truth, gods can open up the world, thanks to the work of creation, immortals can fly to the sky, move mountains and seas, and benefit from understanding. Further up, there is the true immortal, and the Guiguzi box is already in the early stage of the true immortal.

"More than a thousand years, I'm afraid it won't work, but what you said is good, living well in the present is more practical than imagining the future. ”

Out of a ghost valley, everything outside is slaughtered.

Mo Wentian has a good eye and has learned a lot of things, and the old beggar cramming education in the cloud waters is now playing a role, and there are strange things in it, Mo Wentian almost knows nearly eighty percent of the names and uses.

The remaining thirty percent, because of the relationship between Dao Eye, knows the essence of these things, and also knows what kind of use they are for, and it can almost be said that the things that Mo Wentian purchased are dozens or even hundreds of times higher than the value he paid.

Opportunities are for those who are prepared, these things, there are many demon clans, and they have been many in their hands, but they are just idle, and in his hands, they have become treasures. For example, this Chinese iron grass, which is available in Wangulu, is very flexible, but it is difficult to cut off, and it is considered to be waste, and it is burned as firewood. In his hands, a composite strongbow can be made, so this is not something that everyone can do. And the production method is not understood by others, it is directly the importance of knowledge.

Mo Wentian has made 100,000 of these strong bows, put them away, and obviously keep them for those Xuangong, these have a total of 100,000 catties of strength, and the range has reached 1,000 miles, according to Mo Wentian's explanation, if the sacrifice is done properly, they are all divine bows, and the range is 10,000 li.

In this way, it can only maintain a temporary prosperity, and after the prosperity, it will wither. The medicinal herbs continued to be sown, and Guan Tianhe immediately understood that this was to pave the way for the Gongliu tribe to gather the clan, and secretly gave a thumbs up for Mo Wentian's wisdom.

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