The breath that Mo Xie exhaled before leaving had not cooled, and it condensed in the air in the form of mist.

The next moment he had returned, gasping for breath and sucking the hot breath back again.

"It hurts. ”

Holding his head with one hand and his lower abdomen with the other, Mo Ye bent over, panting.

What kind of pain can make him cry pain now?

How did he receive this pain?

The pain in the brain stems from the exhaustion of mental energy.

The pain in the abdomen arises from the depletion of internal qi.

He used all of his energy to fight against the regression mechanism of the Holy Text, forcibly delaying it by five breaths.

He didn't know why he did it, why he did it, and he didn't even think about the consequences.

As if prompted by an instinct that comes from the bones, and as if instigated by some existence in the dark, all this originated from nature, and its closure must be natural in the end.

Mo Xie gasped heavily, shaky but just didn't sit down.

Sitting cross-legged can speed up the recovery of internal qi and mental strength, but it will undoubtedly interrupt something crucial.

Endured the pain, stood, and bowed, Mo Ye's body began to glow with a faint white glow.

Mo Ye's internal qi and spiritual power have been depleted, and this white mang is by no means dependent on the two, relying on himself to emanate.

This white mangs come from heaven and earth, and it is from this heaven and earth, the original invisible aura, and Mo Xie, who stubbornly maintains the original posture of resisting the 'rules', attracts the aura like a black hole.

The aura of heaven and earth was quickly transformed into the energy in Mo Xie's body, and the spiritual power and internal qi were quickly filled, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the energy in Mo Xie's body returned to the full state before he fought against the 'rules', but he did not stop there.

"It's not enough. ”

It seems that everyone who makes a breakthrough because of something they have realized will say something similar, and after saying this, either the aura of heaven and earth is frantically converging, or the enlightened person has taken out a bunch of heavenly and earthly treasures to make himself reach the level of 'enough'.

The aura of the earth has been depleted, and the aura of heaven and earth is more than enough to gather frantically.

Mo Xie is as shy as before, and he doesn't have to think about it at all.

The white glow on his body rose like a flame, and he was like a beacon on the top of the mountain, and the white glow suddenly brightened up after a quarter of an hour, almost as if several military flares had been dropped on the top of the mountain.

However, like a flare, the sudden brightness of the white light did not last long, the same as when Mo Xie fought against the 'rules' before, five breaths, that is, about five seconds.

No more than one second, no less.

"The 'rules' of the world...... The preliminary analysis is complete!"

The white mangs were gone, and Mo Ye was already kneeling on the ground, as if he had just been fished out of the water, he trembled, spasmed, and laughed.

He had become stronger, and although he still couldn't know exactly how strong it was, he felt that the 'lost dog' state in the past when he met a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Realm could only choose to flee was gone.

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Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and for most people, this day is a day that no matter how many troubles must be put down, after all, the end of the old year, the first day of the new year, the first day of the new year, ask for a 'smooth', ask for a 'auspicious' is a must.

However, on this day, someone dropped a cup, lifted the stage, and hit someone.

The person who made this set of actions was Zhou Xinyan.

He threw the Hanyu Cup, lifted the Spiegel Table, and hit all the masters of the younger generation in the clan.

Of course, if you look at the order of the first series of actions in reverse, then this matter can be easily explained as: Zhou Xinyan reviewed the cultivation results of the younger generation of the Zhou family at the end of the year, and then found that it was lower than his expectations, and he walked away with hatred of iron and steel.

Unfortunately, however, the order in which things happened was not like this, and Zhou Xinyan never examined how the young man's cultivation results were.

He threw cups, lifted the stage, and beat young people just because he received a message.

Someone in the clan took the initiative to set up a situation and attacked Mo Ye with a nuclear bomb, and it has now been ascertained that the other party's bones are gone.

I have to say that the transmission of information is indeed a little slow, or Zhou Xinyan, the patriarch, is really not so competent, and he only learned that Mo Ye was killed almost ten days after the nuclear explosion.

"It's a big deal for me!"

The thousand words in Zhou Xinyan's heart, if expressed in an elegant way, should be this sentence.

If he wanted to kill Mo Xie, he would have killed it earlier, with Mo Xie's strength, he only needed to appear in his line of sight, and he had thousands of ways to kill him in one move.

What Zhou Xinyan wants is not Mo Xie's life, but Mo Xie's Dao Ji and Mo Ye's qualifications.

The kind of qualification that can trigger the aura of the sky, as long as it is seen by the old monsters, no one will say that they are not moved.

Zhou Xinyan's own qualifications are limited, and the aura of the earth restricts the upper limit of cultivators' cultivation to not exceed the late Yuan Infant period, and the inability to break through the upper limit of cultivation means that on the one hand, strength is limited, and on the other hand, life span is limited.

Zhou Xinyan is more concerned about the issue of lifespan.

His qualifications are limited, and it is not enough to achieve today's cultivation to rely on the protection of heaven and earth treasures and his brother all the way, especially after Zhou Yan's death, Zhou Xinyan, as the patriarch, has to carry the banner of the family to the outside world and deter Xiaoxiao, and on the other hand, he has to suppress the small actions and careful thoughts of some people in the clan, in order to reach Yuanying and gain stronger strength, he chooses to burn his life.

Exchanging life for cultivation is not a secret in the cultivation world, but it is not so simple to get a secret method that can be efficient and exchange the same amount of life for more cultivation.

The Zhou family originally didn't have that kind of secret method, no one knew how Zhou Xinyan got that secret method, and no one even knew that he exchanged his life for cultivation.

Therefore, no one knows that Zhou Xinyan has a long life.

- At least Zhou Xinyan thinks so.

"Those who have participated in this matter have cut off three years of cultivation resources!"

didn't say anything 'self-abandonment, get out of the Zhou family, labor and management don't have brain-dead juniors like you', Zhou Xinyan has been in charge of the Zhou family for many years, and the loss has already occurred, so don't let it continue to expand. Otherwise, it will only be harmful to the family.

He was only going to beat two people this time, one of whom he had already beaten and was lying on the ground like five horses had been divided.

Breaking hands and feet is not a serious injury for cultivators, as long as it does not hurt Jin Dan and soul, Zhou Xinyan will feel as happy as he wants when he starts.

And another buddy who was remembered by Zhou Xinyan was lucky, he is still running errands outside, but according to reliable information, that buddy will return after a young age.

There were forty or fifty young people standing in the main hall of the Zhou family, they looked at the unlucky man lying on the ground, who could barely tell whether it was a human or a ghost, and at the same time relieved themselves in their hearts, and at the same time mourned for the compatriot who was still running errands and would return soon.