Fang Mo held the sword in his right hand, because he was too hard, his knuckles turned white and covered with blood, at this moment, Fang Mo's whole person seemed to be fished out of a pool of blood, but his eyes were shining, staring at Yun Xiuchen in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"No matter how sharp the blade is, it is just a mortal weapon, just like you at this moment, no matter how unwilling you are to be ashamed, it is just a waste, and this mortal weapon, it is just a match, but ......" Yun Xiuchen paused, stretched out his palm, and immediately a fierce suction force came out, and the long sword trembled non-stop, wanting to break away from Fang Mo's hand.

Fang Mo gritted his teeth and grabbed the hilt of the sword until the skin of his palm was worn out, and the blood stained the entire hilt red, but in the end, the long sword still flew out of his hand and fell to the ground with a "dangchang".

Yun Xiuchen stepped on the long sword on the soles of his feet, and said lightly: "Now, what resistance do you have?"

As he spoke, his expression was indifferent, and when his right hand pointed at Fang Mo, the fingertips were like a spiral nest, forming an invisible force that was about to abolish Fang Mo's cultivation.

Fang Mo clenched his fists tightly, the family heirloom sword was trampled on the soles of his feet, as if his whole person was also trampled on the soles of his feet, his eyes were blood-red, staring at Yun Xiuchen, today's shame was like a slash in his heart, he gritted his teeth and didn't speak, all words were powerless, no matter how much anger he had, it would only add to people's laughter.

Seeing that the invisible force was about to burrow into Fang Mo's body and abolish his cultivation, but at this moment, suddenly a majestic voice came. The latest chapter of héiyāпgê has been updated

"Xiuchen, this time the outer door is bigger, don't break the rules, this son has been taught a lesson, you also take back the treasure, just leave him to cultivate, just stop it." ”

There was a sense of richness and majesty in this voice, it was He Qingshan in the stands who spoke, Yun Xiuchen paused slightly, took the power of that finger, turned his head to look at He Qingshan, and said with a fist: "Since the head of the sect has spoken, the disciple should obey." ”

As the words fell, Yun Xiuchen immediately turned around and left, never looking at Fang Mo again, even if he said that Fang Mo was a waste before, it was just that he really thought so in his heart, not as malicious as others, this was not contempt, but complete ignorance.

When leaving, many disciples surrounded Yun Xiuchen, sending him away, like the stars holding the moon, Yun Xiuchen had a smile on his face, and sometimes talked a word, and gradually moved away.

Fang Mo was silent, as Yun Xiuchen left, the strong spiritual pressure immediately dissipated, his body shook for a while, after a moment he stabilized his body, took the long sword on the ground back into the storage bag, and then bowed to He Qingshan with a fist.

Although Fang Mo was the one who entered the top eight in the outer sect, when Yun Xiuchen arrived, whether it was Yu Wei or some of the high-level sect leaders in the stands, or even his "master" Qiao Wanqian, they were all silent, and with Fang Mo's mind, he had already seen the clues.

That Yun Xiuchen, in addition to his extraordinary talent, I am afraid that he also has this great origin.

Brush!

With a flash of redness, Qiao Wanqian's body appeared in the ring, reaching out and patting Fang Mo's shoulder, a soft force entered his body, suppressing the outbreak of his injuries.

"Mo'er, everything is in charge of the teacher. Joe's eyes were full of care.

Fang Mo lowered his head slightly, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, how could he not know Qiao Wanqian's thoughts, what he valued was only his "mutated fire spirit body", although he had only been in the ranks of monks for a few months, it made him deeply understand the intrigue of this cultivation realm.

"With your injury, it will be difficult to continue the next competition, so I will take you back to recuperate. While speaking, Qiao Wanqian took Fang Mo and left the square here with his feet on the red cloud.

Everyone present looked at Qiao Wanqian and Fang Mo's departure, and sighed in their hearts, today's focus has always been on the sixth ring, Fang Mo, who was not favored by everyone, rose step by step and defeated Wei Kou, just when everyone thought that he was going to become the first person in the big competition, Yun Xiuchen came here with the cultivation of the ninth layer of condensation, trampling Fang Mo fiercely, making him lose the qualification to compete again, it was really a twist and turn.

The scene in front of Fang Mo's eyes flew by quickly, and he soon came to the cave on the side of the West Peak.

"I have heard that you were hunted down and killed by evil cultivators, and now that you have come back and your strength has improved to this point, you must have your own creation, you don't have to tell me about this matter, I won't ask you, you just need to take care of your injuries, work hard to cultivate, and when you are healed, go to the Dan Academy to find me, and then I will tell you some things." Qiao Wanqian took out two jade bottles and handed them to Fang Mo.

Fang Mo took the two bottles of pills in silence, and after clasping his fists and saluting, he turned around and entered the cave, as soon as he entered, he spurted out a mouthful of blood again, he held on to the wall, his expression was gloomy.

He was depressed and angry, but after a while, this kind of emotion turned into a breath again, and he spit out for a long time, he calmed down, sat down cross-legged, and looked at the two jade bottles that Qiao Wanqian gave him.

The pill in this must be mixed with the powder of the spirit flower, Fang Mo knew that Qiao Wanqian was likely to be looking at him at the outer door at this moment, and after being silent for a while, he took out the pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

The sky-seizing compass in the sea of knowledge made him not have to care about the spirit flower, but every step in the sect was cautious, and all kinds of intrigues made Fang Mo gradually a little tired.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Mo suppressed these thoughts, closed his eyes, dissolved the power of the elixir, and began to heal.

Time flickered, more than half a month has passed, the outer door competition has long ended, the first place is that Lan Peiyao, if it is in normal times, it may be a sensation, but these days, what everyone talks about the most is Fang Mo's sudden rise and Yun Xiuchen's stepping into the ninth layer of condensation.

In the past half a month, Fang Mo has never stepped out of the cave, the injuries on his body have long healed, he often takes out the long sword and caresses it with his hand.

All the things that day made Fang Mo deeply understand Shangguan Xiu's teachings to him, everything in the cultivation realm is respected by strength, everything needs to rely on himself, and he can't count on anyone!

If you are not strong enough, you can only be slaughtered by others, if you are not strong enough, you can only be trampled on by others, if you are not strong enough, the humiliation of the day will be repeated infinitely!

"I have to get stronger!" Fang Mo only clenched his fists, and the desire for strength in his heart was even stronger, in the past, this desire was to increase the longevity of cultivation and promotion, in order to live longer!

Fang Mo stood up, walked out of the cave, and stood quietly for ten breaths under the sun, and after ten breaths, he did not return to the cave, but walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

From the west peak to the bottom of the mountain, all the way through, all the outer disciples who saw Fang Mo showed a look of awe, no matter how unbearable Fang Mo was in front of Yun Xiuchen that day, but for most of the outer disciples, it was also high.

He first came to Wang Dabao and Liu Feng's residence, and found that Liu Feng had recovered from his injuries, and the two of them had been promoted to the third layer of condensation at this moment with the help of the two bottles of stalactite spirit liquid that Fang Mo gave them that day.

"That spiritual liquid has an unimaginable effect on our cultivation, such a heavy treasure, I will not falsely return it to you, but this kindness, I have written it down!" Liu Feng said solemnly.

"Yes, even if you want us to follow you to find Yun Xiuchen now, we will definitely be with you!" Wang Dabao patted his chest and said.

Fang Mo shook his head, he didn't say anything about this matter, he had already made a promise in his heart, so he didn't have to talk anymore, after saying goodbye to Wang Dabao and Liu Feng, he walked towards the deacon hall at the foot of Zhongfeng Mountain.

The outer door is bigger, if the top sixteen are appreciated by the top level of the sect, they can be promoted to the inner disciples by the head of the sect, for the inner disciples, Fang Mo did not have extravagant hopes, with his sealed vein body, although he defeated Wei Kou, but he did not get the first place head-on, the sect may not give him the number of inner disciples.

He went to the deacon's hall more for his reward.

"One thousand spirit stones, ten Xuanling Pills, these are the rewards for the eighth place. A black-faced old man on the top floor of the deacon hall glanced at Fang Mo, threw out a storage bag, and said lightly: "As for the inner disciples, there are only six people who have been promoted this time except for Yun Xiuchen, and the inner disciples of the entire sect are less than fifty, and every inner disciple sect will invest a lot of resources in the sect, and with your vein sealing body, ......"

The black-faced old man's words were not finished, but the meaning was obvious, the body of the vein, even if more resources were given, it was a waste, Fang Mo was silent for a moment, and did not speak, these had already been expected by him, at this moment, he took the storage bag, bowed to the black-faced old man, and was about to leave, when the other party suddenly spoke again.

"Although you have not been promoted to the inner disciple, but half a month later, when the ancestral land of the sect is opened, you can enter it with the inner disciples, and then the bell rings ten times and spreads throughout the entire mountain gate, and you can meet at the back mountain of the middle peak. ”

Fang Mo's footsteps paused, and then asked, "Will every inner disciple enter the ancestral land?"

"Of course not, that ancestral land is strange, it is rumored that it is the place where the founder of my Stepping Heaven Sect is sitting on the Heavenly Ancestor, only disciples in the condensation period can enter, and each person can only enter once, and every time the ancestral land is opened, it will cost huge resources, how can you be arbitrary? The black-faced old man spoke slowly.

"Thank you!" Fang Mo clasped his fists and bowed, and after leaving the deacon hall, he took out the storage bag that the black-faced old man gave him, and his divine sense penetrated into it.

For a thousand spirit stones, Fang Mo was quite excited, but those ten Xuanling Pills were only low-grade, which was comparable to the lower-grade Gathering Spirit Pill, judging from the level that Fang Mo was able to refine the mid-to-high-grade Gathering Spirit Pill now, he would naturally not be too concerned about this Xuanling Pill.

But after thinking about it, just the eighth place has such a reward, and the first place is at least ten times higher than the reward of the eighth place, it is said that there is still a body protection armor, thinking of this, Fang Mo's heart suddenly swelled with a trace of heartache.

Suppressing these thoughts, Fang Mo walked towards the cliff where he often alchemized, he was going to refine some more Gathering Spirit Pill and Green Spirit Pill, especially the Green Spirit Pill, to refine one Upper Grade Pill as soon as possible, and at the worst of all, he would also refine ten Medium Grade Pills, only in this way could he continue to open the third pattern on the stone door in the compass space.

"I really want to know what kind of elixir the third pattern is, but it's a pity that Shangguan didn't tell me before he fell asleep......"

Fang Mo walked all the way, and soon reached the top of the mountain, and after jumping down, he came to the hidden stone cave, just as he was about to take out the red tripod and prepare for alchemy, suddenly his expression moved, and his expression turned solemn.

He saw footprints in this cave, and this ...... Not his footprints!