Chapter 42: Cultivating the Little Xuanyuan Palm
In the early morning of the next day, when the sun was just rising, Mo Yuhan opened his eyes, stretched his waist, turned his head to look at the little cat woman who was still sleeping, and couldn't help but chuckle: "This Nizi can really sleep, she has been sleeping for five hours." Shaking his head slightly, he walked out of the tent.
Taking a breath of fresh air, a clear whistle rang out from a tent. Then I saw a figure leap into the air, and then landed on the ground steadily, a domineering spiritual power raged and overflowed, Mo Yuhan slightly transported the spiritual power, unloaded the spiritual power that surged in front of him, and said: "The big guy hasn't woken up yet, you are disturbing people's dreams." ”
Zhou Neng laughed, walked to Mo Yuhan's side excitedly, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "This Shenyuan Grass is really magical, the old meridian wounds in my body have almost healed in just one night!"
Mo Yuhan also smiled when he heard this: "Then your cultivation?"
Zhou Neng suddenly burst into flames: "Haha! has recovered most of it, although it has not reached the original peak level, but there is also a star war emperor!"
When Mo Yuhan heard him say this, he also smiled happily and said, "Very good! In this way, he also has the capital to survive." ”
Zhou Neng's clear whistle also woke up the soldiers in the camp, and they all walked out of the camp tent, scolding in their mouths: "I don't know which bastard sleeps in the morning." Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhou Neng and Mo Yuhan looking at him with raised eyebrows, and hurriedly silenced him.
Among the several tents, Yang Hu and the other eight people also walked out of the tents, looking at Mo Yuhan and saying hello with a smile, but when they shifted their eyes to Zhou Neng, they were suddenly shocked, and fear appeared in their pupils, and they felt the breath of fear on Zhou Neng's body. After they reused the Lingji Pill, they thought that they were already capable of it, but when they stood in front of Zhou Neng at this time, they realized that they were like an ant.
Seeing their reactions, Mo Yuhan hooked the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, and just as he was about to say something, a soft voice came from behind him: "Brother...... Brother. ”
Mo Yuhan was startled, turned his head to look, and indeed the little cat girl was standing at the door, looking at him with blank eyes, wearing the robe that Mo Yuhan usually wore, and dragged the ground loosely. The crowd in the camp, which was still a little noisy, instantly fell into a deathly silence, and even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.
Mo Yuhan twitched the corners of his mouth, but still turned his head and walked over, taking the little cat woman's hand and walking out. Everyone in the field is like a machine, and their stiff heads follow the movements of Catwoman. Mo Yuhan coughed lightly: "This is my sister Mo Yixi, don't scare her with a group of rough men, you know?"
Suddenly, everyone present nodded like pounded garlic, looking at the little star in the little cat girl's eyes, Mo Yuhan twitched the corner of his eyes, and said in his heart: "Have these guys never seen girls or how are they dripping?" ”
Mo Yixi blinked his big watery eyes, looked at Mo Yuhan, nodded dumbly, and whispered in his mouth: "Mo Yixi......"
Mo Yuhan stood up, touched her head dotingly, and then said to Yang Huba: "I think you should have already breathed the spiritual power in your body, and now you have a body of spiritual power, but there is no martial art that can match it, it is still useless, so I will give each of you a king-level martial art first, choose the most suitable martial art for yourself to cultivate, within seven days, I hope you can successfully cultivate." ”
Yang Hu was overjoyed, you must know that king-level martial arts are not an easy thing for ordinary people like them to get, after all, a king-level martial art can be sold for at least more than 100,000 gold coins in the store.
Mo Yuhan looked at Zhou Neng who was standing on the side again, Zhou Neng smiled and said, "You don't have to think about me, I have cultivated enough martial arts to squander it now, but I didn't have enough spiritual power before to use it." ”
Mo Yuhan nodded, took out eight volumes of king-level lower-level martial arts from the space ring, and said, "Let them choose among them later, I still need to cultivate, and I'll leave it to you." ”
Zhou Neng took it, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, I am here, you can cultivate." Mo Yuhan smiled, led Mo Yixi back to the camp, and saw the porridge that had been sent over on the table, Mo Yuhan said softly to Mo Yixi: "This is breakfast, you eat first, I'm going to cultivate, if there is something, go to find the previous Zhou Neng, you can call him Brother Zhou." ”
Mo Yixi nodded obediently and said in a low voice, "I will be obedient." ”
Mo Yuhan smiled, touched her head dotingly, then walked to the futon, sat cross-legged, took out the Pulse Protection Pill he bought from the space ring, took out one and swallowed it in his abdomen.
The Pulse Protector Pill melted in his mouth, and instantly seeped into his body, turning into medicinal power and wrapping it around the inner wall of the meridians. Mo Yuhan looked at the effect of this Pulse Protection Pill with satisfaction, calmed his heart slightly, and carried the spiritual power scattered in the meridians and poured into his right hand.
Mo Yuhan looked at the spiritual power that had been condensed in his right hand, took a deep breath, and carefully condensed the spiritual power into a very fine handful, drilling towards the meridians that had never been opened, and suddenly, the pain like drilling his heart made him frown, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down one after another.
That little rub of spiritual power dissipated after a while, Mo Yuhan looked at the little bit of the barrier that had been worn off, and the meridians that were intact, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and patiently condensed another rub of spiritual power, and consumed this solid spiritual power barrier little by little.
About an hour later, Mo Yuhan let out a sigh of relief, that meridian had basically been completely opened, and it was only the last little bit to be completely opened, but his spiritual power had also been exhausted, and he had no choice but to greedily swallow the spiritual power in this heaven and earth.
The time of cultivation is always long, in the blink of an eye, it is already night, Mo Yuhan opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, at this time he had already developed the seven meridians he needed, and the ten Vein Protection Pills he bought were all eaten by him, but the martial arts cultivation was successful, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart.
This time he cultivated Xiao Xuanyuan's palm, the spiritual power in his body was consumed countless times, and it was replenished again and again, and between this time and again, Mo Yuhan felt that the spiritual power in his body had become much thicker, and at the same time, he had also touched the barrier of a four-star martial artist. Not only that, but this expansion of the meridians also made him more comfortable in controlling his spiritual power.
Mo Yuhan stood up, only to realize that the futon under him had been soaked with sweat. Just as he was in a daze, a soft voice pulled him back: "Is my brother finished cultivating?"
Mo Yuhan looked at the voice, Mo Yixi was standing at the table, looking at him with a pair of chopsticks in his hand and said, "They brought dinner in, do you want to eat it?" Because of his height, Mo Yixi was only slightly taller than the table at this time, holding the dishes and chopsticks high with both hands, and looked at Mo Yuhan with blank eyes.
Mo Yuhan was suddenly cute, walked to the table and took the dishes and chopsticks and asked, "Reminiscing about the past, do you want to cultivate?"
Mo Yixi looked at him in a daze, and slowly read out those two words: "Cultivation?"
Mo Yuhan nodded and said, "Well, cultivate, let yourself become stronger, so that others can't beat you, and naturally no one will be able to bully you." ”
Mo Yixi blinked and asked, "Is it true that if I become stronger, I can also protect my brother?"
The softest part of Mo Yuhan's heart was suddenly hit by Mo Yixi's unintentional words, hugged her, and said a little excitedly: "Well, if you become stronger, no one will bully you, and no one will bully us." ”
Mo Yixi opened his eyes wide and replied seriously: "I am willing!"
Mo Yuhan smiled, put his hand lightly on her wrist, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Recalling the past, you are also extremely lucky, you have excellent bones, and your physical fitness is good because of exile, you are simply a little genius in cultivation!"