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Mo Xuan was naturally not arrogant enough to think that he could do it, in fact, this idea was only a prototype, and his so-called world was only limited to the Great Qian Dynasty.

The improvement of vision requires a process, and the transformation of thought also requires a process, Mo Xuan has now embarked on this road, and no one knows how far he can transform.

After killing Zhen Wude and the others, Mo Xuan returned along the same road, and on the way, he saw the bones of Mr. Li, and the charred bones still showed some traces of scarlet.

Mo Xuan was afraid that the villagers would be frightened when they saw this scene after dawn, so he casually urged Xuanli to destroy the bones, at this time he looked at him, and now the old man's bones dissipated and left a storage bag in place.

Storage bags, like the Acceptance Rings, are used by monks to store things, and they are different in appearance and about the same value.

Mo Xuan was curious, so he picked up the storage bag, and then opened the bag with his mysterious power and took out the contents inside.

There were not many things in the storage bag, some gold and silver, a small amount of medium-grade Xuanshi, a few bottles of healing elixirs, and two ancient books.

Mo Xuan's eyes were immediately attracted by two ancient books, one of which was called "Nan Ke A Dream" and the other was called "The Body is as Light as a Swallow", both of which were good art of war.

What does Mo Xuan need most at the moment? Naturally, it is the art of war!

As a monk, he only has the simplest means of attacking with Xuan Li, and he urgently needs the art of war to improve his combat power.

At the same time, he was eager to improve the level of the military technique, and the level of the Yellow Rank was too low.

Now by chance, he actually obtained two art of war from Mr. Li, which made him excited and swept away his previous depressed mood.

Obviously, these two exercises are practiced by Mr. Li himself, so "light as a swallow" is just that, it is more ordinary, and almost everyone will be able to enter the military mansion, but "Nanke Yimeng" is different, more precious, and very partial, and the value is higher.

Mo Xuan didn't know what level these two art of war could improve his military skills, and everything would only be clear after trying it.

Looking at the sky, Mo Xuan endured the eagerness to cultivate, and returned to the already messy village.

The villagers were saved by the power of the immortal lock, but their homes were destroyed, and their only place of survival was shattered.

Every villager was sad, and some of the little dolls sat motionless on the ground, which was sad.

Mo Xuan felt ashamed in his heart, because Zhen Wude came because of him, and this village was just innocent.

Mo Xuan understood that he had killed Zhen Wude, and once the Zhen family investigated here, these villagers would never end well, so in the crowd, he found Zhou Po and suggested that the villagers move out and leave here.

He gave almost all the gold and silver treasures he had scavenged from those princes and nobles and Zhen Wude to Zhou Po, so that she could find a good place to settle down again.

Beside Zhou Po, the little granddaughter's smoky black face had bright big eyes flashing curiously, she remembered that when she woke up from a coma before, she saw the big brother in front of her struggling to save them from the collapsed house.

In an instant, she changed from the previous timidity to closeness, the little doll is so simple, she thinks you are a good person, she will naturally be close to you, and vice versa.

Zhou Po is not a corrupt person, she followed Mo Xuan's advice, she didn't want to take Mo Xuan's property, but Mo Xuan felt guilty, so she naturally forced it to her.

Next, Zhou Po arranged for someone to go to a nearby city to buy some cattle and sheep and materials to rebuild their homes, and then used an ox cart to pull these things out of this place, to go to another land to rebuild a new home.

Mo Xuan gave them enough silver, so that they would have no problem living a rich life, and this could be regarded as Mo Xuan's compensation for them!

When the day was bright, when the villagers drove the ox carts and sheep away from this messy land, Mo Xuan also hit the road again.

This time, instead of hurrying to the road, he changed direction and entered a mountain range in the wilderness, and found a cave to live in.

He wants to practice the art of war in this hidden place, and then come out when he succeeds!

Inside the cave, it was pitch black, Mo Xuan took a large handful of firewood and lit it with Xuanli, and under the light of the fire, his face was full of expectation.

Then, he took out the two books of the art of war from the Nawu ring, and after weighing them, he decided to practice the simpler "body as light as a swallow" first.

Turning over the ancient book, Mo Xuan began to practice according to the ancient text above, fortunately, this art of war is one of the most basic art of war, easy to understand, and occasionally there are a few confusions, which can be solved with a little thought.

Mo Xuan wholeheartedly comprehended the art of war, and his consciousness seemed to be immersed in the art of war, feeling like a gust of wind for a while, and feeling like a feather for a while......

Light, incomparably light, a feeling that he had never felt before filled his heart, the ancient book of the art of war in front of him was shining, and a strange light curtain enveloped him.

In his eyes, he seemed to have come to a sky, with heavy rain and lightning and thunder everywhere...... Finally, he turned into a light swallow and lightly broke through the rain blockade, and in an instant, the light curtain shattered, and Mo Xuan's eyes opened!

The Art of War, Cultivated!

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the Xuan Qi between heaven and earth was restless, and Mo Xuan only felt that the military skills in his mind had formed an ancient book, and the "light as a swallow" art of war that he had just cultivated turned into a talisman and was recorded.

The grade of the military technique seems to have improved after absorbing a military art, but the grade of "light as a swallow" is too low, and it is still a low-grade skill of the yellow level.

Mo Xuan was a little disappointed, but he was not discouraged, because he still had "Nan Ke a dream!"

Mo Xuan did not hesitate to open the ancient book of "A Dream of Nanke", and the ancient characters were imprinted into his eyes, and he began to practice according to the ancient records.

I saw that the ancient book was shining, and it was a strange light curtain wrapped in Mo Xuan, this kind of light curtain is the light curtain of the art of war between heaven and earth in the underworld, if the enlightenment and practice are successful, the light curtain will be broken, and the monk will be broken into a butterfly, if it fails, the light curtain will slowly disappear, and the monk will be released, and it will not be broken.

Inside the light curtain, Mo Xuan was attacked by the dream realm wave after wave, his emotions were almost uncontrollable, and the dream was too real for him to distinguish between the real and the fake.

It's just that the memories of the previous subconscious scenes have not reappeared, and the gentle woman with the guqin on her back and the man in white with a spear have not appeared again.

Mo Xuan didn't know whether it was a dream created by Mr. Li or his own real memory, he had an idea, after he cultivated this "Nan Ke A Dream", he would perform it on himself once, let himself sleep, and find out.

The idea is crazy, the person who performs the art of war is asleep on his own, and once he can't wake up, then who will unlock the power of the art of war?

Mo Xuan also understands the danger involved, so he will not act rashly until he has a perfect strategy, at least before he uses the art of war on himself, he needs to have his brother by his side, and let them wake him up after reaching a certain level.

All his thoughts were buried in Mo Xuan's heart, he concentrated on cultivating, this "Nan Ke A Dream" is no more than "the body is as light as a swallow", it is quite mysterious, and it needs to be carefully understood.

With the shattering and condensation of dreams, Mo Xuan became more and more clear about his own will, and these dreams brought him a different kind of tempering like a fantasy, which was a tempering of his will, which was of great benefit.

Three days later, Mo Xuan completely cultivated the "Nan Ke One Dream", the light curtain was shattered, and at the same time, the Xuan Qi between heaven and earth was restless again, frantically rushing to Mo Xuan, and the ancient book of military tricks in his mind turned a page again, recording the "Nan Ke One Dream" turned into a talisman.

When this art of war was cultivated, Mo Xuan noticed that his acceptance ring suddenly became agitated, and the Xuan Shi inside suddenly turned into gray powder, and the rich Xuan power entered his body and poured into the military technique.

"Buzz!"

The weapon technique was shaken, and with the blessing of the huge Xuan Power and Xuan Qi, it finally underwent a transformation, and in one fell swoop it was promoted from the low grade of the Yellow Order to the middle grade of the Yellow Order.

In response to this result, Mo Xuan smiled bitterly, even the rather advanced art of war such as "Nan Ke Yimeng" can only improve the skill of war to a small level, so how strong should the art of war be needed to upgrade to a big level?

Mo Xuan had a headache, he would definitely have to run around for this art of war in the future, and there was one more thing that made him depressed.

Now that he has been promoted to a small level, all the Xuanshi on his body has been consumed, and as the grade is improved in the future, won't the Xuanshi needed be more?

In an instant, Mo Xuan felt that he was really a poor bastard, and all the Xuan Qi he had collected with great difficulty had been consumed, so that he could only absorb Xuan Qi from heaven and earth in his own cultivation in the future.

Mo Xuan's realm has not improved, but the upgrading of his military skills has made his Xuan power more and more powerful, and his condensation degree has more than doubled.

This is the gap in the exercises, although it is only a small level difference, but the degree of condensation is huge, and there is also a gap in the quality of Xuanli.

Some powerful exercises, the cultivated Xuan Li is born with the power of heaven and earth such as wind, fire, thunder and lightning, etc., and the Xuan Power alone is comparable to the Art of War.

Mo Xuan clearly felt that his Xuan power was strong, if the strength of his Xuan power was a tree branch in the past, now it is a tree trunk!

The transformation of Xuan Li led to a series of chain reactions, first Mo Xuan's physique became stronger, and then, Mo Xuan's dantian underwent earth-shaking changes.

"Rumble ......"

Mo Xuan's consciousness was immersed in the dantian, and he saw that the roar was deafening, and then the scarlet blood-colored mist that formed a "kill" word rose like a long river, and the mysterious ancient books in it were full of the sound of turning pages.

The blood-colored mist rolled, and finally the huge word "kill" disappeared, and all the mist suddenly formed a scarlet demon hall, hideous and terrifying, the scarlet temple door was profound, and no one knew what was inside.

The door of the temple is profound, like the mouth of a beast that chooses people to devour, and above the demon hall, the immortal lock is still quietly suspended, suppressing the endless killing intent and evil energy.