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When Mo Yun opened his eyes again, he was greeted by the high arched roof of the Medicine Pavilion cultivation room.

"I'm ......" on the pillow, the tentacles were cold.

"Captain, are you alright?" came Jin Dali's concerned voice in his ears.

In this battle, Mo Yun, Zhong Lisheng, and Han Ling had the largest consumption, and Jin Dali just hid behind and threw spells, and there was almost no consumption.

Han Ling had already gone back to pranayama, leaving Jin Dali in charge of guarding Mo Yun and Zhongli Shengren.

"I'm fine...... Mo Yun propped his hands back, sat up, and carried ten thousand tricks around his body, the battle qi was agitated, the dantian was full, and there was no discomfort.

"Captain, you cried when you fell asleep......"

"Oh, it should be a nightmare...... Mo Yun narrowed his eyes, a little uncertain, and then raised his eyebrows, "Dali, you just call me Mo Yun, it feels weird to call the captain." ”

"......" was silent for a while.

"Huh?" Mo Yun looked around and found that Zhongli Sheng was sleeping on the bed not far from his right.

"Elder Wang Zhun said that both of you fainted after the exhaustion of battle qi, and now you are fine. Without waiting for Mo Yun to ask, Jin Dali explained.

"You're not hurt, are you?" asked Mo Yun as if he had thought of something.

"Nope. Jin Dali's face was a little red, and in his opinion, it was a very shameful thing to hide behind the protection of his companions.

"Where's Miss Han?"

"She went back to breathe, Elder Wang Zhun said that her consumption was not small, and Elder Wang Zhun also gave us some Hui Qi Pill. Jin Dali took out a few round brown pills and showed them to Mo Yun.

Mo Yun and Jin Dali chatted for a while, looked out the window, it was already dark, and asked Jin Dali to go back first.

When Jin Dali said goodbye to Mo Yun, he wanted to give the Qi Returning Pill to Mo Yun, but Mo Yun sternly refused.

Jin Dali walked quickly, as if he was in a hurry to go back to cultivation.

After Jin Dali left, Mo Yun carried ten thousand tricks, and his mind sank into his body.

In the dantian, the black lotus flower swayed slightly, wisps of black battle qi fluttered with it, there was no problem everywhere in the meridians, and the cultivation did not regress because it was a new gathering of qi to fight, it was very stable, and there seemed to be a trace of refinement.

And because of the Qi Returning Pill, Mo Yun's body was full of battle qi at this time.

After running for several weeks, Moyun slowly withdrew from the inner view.

Zhong Lisheng hadn't woken up yet, but Mo Yun didn't have the slightest worry, looking at his appearance, it didn't look like he was cultivating, but more like sleeping.

"I should have woken up a long time ago......

The corners of Mo Yun's mouth twitched, and in the conversation with Jin Dali, he learned that he was the first to wake up, but looking at the current situation, Mo Yun could boldly guess - Zhong Lisheng had already woken up once, but he pretended not to wake up and continued to sleep.

In fact, as Mo Yun expected, Zhong Lisheng regained consciousness a quarter of an hour before Mo Yun woke up, but well, the meeting room is also sleeping, and sleeping anywhere is not sleeping, and the medicinal fragrance wafting around in the medicine pavilion is really fascinating.

Cultivators at their stage like Mo Yun couldn't completely replace sleep with cultivation.

"Wooden Sword ......"

Mo Yun saw Zhong Lisheng's wooden sword placed on the table in the center of the room, and couldn't help but think of Zhong Lisheng's posture of fighting with the giant force rock bear, the magical rune paper, and the gorgeous spells, which were really attractive, and Mo Yun couldn't help but feel great interest in the cultivation branch of the talisman master.

Mo Yun searched for the information from the Ten Thousand Dao Recipes in his mind - the way of cultivation is endless, as the so-called "three thousand avenues, countless small paths", although they are different, but according to their basic attributes, they can be roughly divided into two categories: this mountain technique and other mountain techniques, as their name suggests.

This mountain technique is that the practitioner takes himself as the foundation, towers to the mystery of heaven and earth, and integrates the changes of the sun and the moon into his own body, so as to improve his cultivation, climb the avenue, and dominate the wind and clouds.

The mountain technique can be divided into two categories: qi cultivation and physical cultivation, qi cultivation has a large number of cultivators, mainly cultivating battle qi, which is easy to advance, and physical cultivation is very rare, mainly cultivating physical strength, although it is difficult to advance, but the strength is very strong.

At present, there is no large group of physical cultivators in the Lingxuan Realm.

He mountain technique is that the practitioner cultivates in external objects, and the advancement of external objects leads to the enhancement of his own physical strength, although it is very different from this mountain technique, but it has the same goal.

He mountain cultivation can also be divided into two categories: military cultivation and multiplication, military cultivation is the kind of cultivator who cultivates the way of weapons, such as sword cultivation, sword cultivation, etc., and multiplication is a collection and classification of various other mountain art trails, among which there are many branches of cultivation, such as Dan Xiu (that is, alchemist), instrument cultivation (refiner), and Zhongli Sheng's talisman master and so on......

It should be noted that the vast majority of practitioners do not practice a single branch, and branches can be combined with each other.

It's as if Zhongli Sheng is a Fu cultivator, but he also cultivates a little sword, has a relationship with sword cultivation, and joins the Sword Sect, which focuses on instrument cultivation and qi cultivation.

In other words, is it a very ordinary peachwood sword?

The peachwood sword lay quietly on the table, smooth and shiny, with two unused pieces of rune paper beside it.

Zhongli Sheng seemed to be sleeping more deeply than before......

Mo Yun hesitated slightly, quietly slipped off the bed, and came to the table.

There was a sound from behind him, and it was Zhong Lisheng who turned over, so frightened that Mo Yun didn't dare to come out.

"Huh......" After observing it with a rat's eye, Mo Yun finally touched the peachwood sword in his hand.

It is warm and moist, about three feet long and about one finger wide, and the whole body exudes a refreshing fragrance.

Mo Yun once read in the book, peach wood, the essence of the five woods, peach wood is also known as "dragon wood", "ghost wood" and "fairy wood", it was said that peach wood was transformed after the death of the ancient immortal Kua's father, and his disciples felt his kindness and sowed it from all walks of life.

"And this rune paper......" Mo Yun picked up one and looked at it carefully.

The yellow paper rune, but there is a feeling of smooth and flexible fur to the touch, the reddish-brown rune smells of a faint cinnabar smell, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the iron painting silver hook, the reddish-brown handwriting is like a smart snake, like a vigorous dragon, one stroke to the end, soft and smooth, outlining the mysterious pattern......

Faintly, it seems to be tickling the vitality floating between heaven and earth......

In a trance, it seemed that a thread of mystical silk extended from the rune paper......

Looking at it intently, Mo Yun stretched out his fingers, dipped some tea, stared at the rune paper in his hand, and began to swipe his fingers on the table.

Again...... Twice...... Five times......

Gradually, with the sliding of Mo Yun's fingers, the tea slowly converged into a mysterious rune, the water was quiet and condensed, gathering but not dispersing, when Mo Yun's last finger fell, a rune that seemed to be natural appeared on the table.

The moment Mo Yun's fingertips left the desktop, the runes slowly brightened, the air fluctuated slightly, and the vitality in the air poured into it.

"Ahh

At the same time, Zhongli Sheng, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, bounced up.

"it! I'm ×#%³³......"

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