At this point, Mu Ye's guidance has come to an end, and how much power the Xiao Xuan Sword Array can exert in Mo Liang's hands is all up to him. In response to the old saying, the master led the way into the door and practiced in person.

In the next few days, Mo Liang was bored in the purple bamboo forest to cultivate the Little Xuan Sword Formation, often until late at night, and there was still a raging True Source in the purple bamboo forest.

On this day, Dong Qipang came to the purple bamboo forest to look for Mo Liang, and found that Mo Liang was practicing swords, so he looked at it curiously and secretly.

Noticing Dong Qipang's arrival, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Liang's mouth, and he deliberately shot a lightsaber at Dong Qipang, causing Dong Qipang to sit on the ground in fright, and the lightsaber fell in front of him, almost piercing his life, and changing the face of this frightened person: "Damn! I almost lost my children and grandchildren, I need mental damage, pay me a few bottles of jasper source cream!"

"Jasper Source Ointment, I'll have it if I win, do you want to try it?" Mo Liang said with a smile.

"Don't!" Dong Qipang shook his head like a rattle, and it was better to hit the wall with his head directly than Mo Liang, a pervert.

"Why didn't you mess with your Yaoyao today, and came to me when you were free?" Mo Liang quipped.

Dong Qipang smiled and said: "Brother Liang, I heard that you went to the Yan Cave of Tianyan Sect some time ago, it is said that there is a red stone world in it, there are a lot of good things in it, you came back this time to cultivate a lot, it should be related to the good things you got in it, do you have any extra in your hands, share some of it with me to improve my cultivation." ”

"That's not your lazy style!" Mo Liang teased him.

But I saw a touch of unprecedented seriousness on Dong Qipang's face: "I received a message from the family that I want to go home to participate in a trial between the disciples of the Dong family. This is related to my status in the Dong family in the future, and there is no room for loss, this time, I must make a splash! After all, dreams still have to be had!" Dong Qipang clenched his fists and swore solemnly.

"That's right...... Take it!" Mo Liang nodded, and without hesitation, he took out two pieces of energy entities obtained in the redstone world, as well as a red fruit with a haunting aura, from the storage space, and handed them over to Dong Qipang's hands.

This red fruit is the Fire God Fruit that Mo Liang obtained from the fifth layer of the Glazed Burning Sky Tower before, it is the fruit of the Fire God Tree, it contains extremely powerful pure source qi and burning yang energy, and more importantly, it can improve the qualification of the monk.

"This is ......" Dong Qipang's eyes suddenly lit up, although he didn't know these two things that Mo Liang gave him, but he could feel how powerful the pure energy contained in them, especially the red fruit, the energy fluctuations that lingered on the surface were so dense that they were extremely good, and at a glance, he knew that it was extraordinary.

Mo Liang didn't tell Dong Qipang what these were, but just said firmly:

"You just need to know that with the help of these two things, within half a month, you will enter the True Source Realm. ”

"Brother Liang, I love you to death!" Dong Qipang was excited, "You are so good to me, I don't know how to repay you, otherwise, I will promise you!"

"As far as your dream goes, you can roll me as far as you want......"

The relationship between Dong Qipang and Mo Liang is already a fateful friendship. Mo Liang gave such a precious treasure to Dong Qipang, Dong Qipang knew that he was not capable of helping Mo Liang now, but he just kept this kindness in his heart.

That night, Dong Qipang left the Snow Sword Sect overnight and rushed back to Gandu, while Mo Liang continued to comprehend the Xiaoxuan Sword Formation.

After a few more days, Mo Liang already had a little experience with the Xiao Xuan Sword Formation, he hadn't had a good rest for many days, and decided to go back to Meimei to make up for sleep.

At this time, Lan Yan, who had not been seen for several days, stepped on his light steps, and came to the purple bamboo forest in a happy mood to look for Mo Liang.

With the help of the Wind Source Pill, Lan Yan retreated for a few days, and successfully broke through to the third layer of the True Source Realm yesterday, just because he was in a good mood.

When Blue Smoke found Mo Liang in the Purple Bamboo Forest, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the bamboo forest around the ancient well was completely missing, and there were dumped and destroyed bamboo trees everywhere, and it was a mess......

Lan Yan didn't find Mo Liang in the bamboo tree, she looked at the sword wounds all over the ground and the traces of the rampant True Source around her, and a trace of surprise appeared between her eyebrows.

"I don't know what swordsmanship the sect master gave to Mo Liang, the destructive power seems to be a bit great......"

Looking at the messy ground around her, Lan Yanxian put her hand on her forehead, and a wry smile appeared on her face, it seemed that she was going to help clean up the mess again......

The next morning, Mo Liang awoke from his sleep, stretched his waist, felt that he had no food in his stomach, and felt very hungry.

At this moment, there was a burst of the smell of rice outside the house, Mo Liang's eyes lit up, smelled the fragrance wafted out, and at a glance he saw the blue smoke of breakfast on the stone table in the courtyard.

Mo Liang pushed the door and walked out: "The little senior sister is getting more and more intimate!"

He sat down on the stone table and began to eat unceremoniously.

"Well, it tastes good, and I've caught up with seven or eight out of ten of the cherished levels, keep up the good work!"

Lan Yan glanced at Mo Liang: "You really use me as a maid! It's so beautiful! This meal, I just thank you for helping me refine the Wind Source Pill!"

Mo Liang hehehe: "Otherwise, you cook for me, and I will give you alchemy, how about it?"

The blue smoke and feathered eyebrows raised upward, and to be honest, she was really moved.

If she had been able to obtain the Wind Source Pill from Mo Liang and ensure the continuous supply of the pill, then her cultivation speed would definitely be a thousand miles a day.

But Lan Yan thought about it, if he cooked for Mo Liang, wouldn't he really become his servant...... This is too shameless, isn't it?

At this moment, Mo Liang's voice came slowly: "In addition to the Wind Source Pill, I can also refine the Condensation Source Pill, the Wind Spirit Pill......"

Lan Yan was shocked in her heart, what Mo Liang said was a very useful pill for her. After hesitating for a while, Lan Yan bit his silver teeth, face is more important or cultivation is important, it's done!

"Do...... Cook and cook, but I'm limited to cooking for you, don't treat me as a maid. ”

"No problem. ”

Lan Yan suddenly asked, "By the way, what kind of swordsmanship are you cultivating in the Purple Bamboo Forest, and the power seems to be very extraordinary?"

"Guess?" Mo Liang smiled.

"Pretend to be mysterious!" Blue Smoke hated the roots of his teeth, this guy ...... If you don't tease yourself, you'll die!

"Eat and drink enough, little sister, go, accompany me to practice swords!"

"Okay!" Lan Yan happily agreed, and said in his heart, look at how I torture you! Didn't you tell me what the patriarch had done to you?

......

In the evening, when the remnant sun was about to rest on the horizon and only a corner was left on the horizon, the door of the courtyard was pushed open with a "creak", and the two figures who had practiced swords for a day in the purple bamboo forest returned to the courtyard, it was Mo Liang and Lan Yan.

The difference is that Mo Liang is full of energy and seems to have not finished his fun, while Lan Yan looks tired and sweaty.

"Little Senior Sister, remember to have a lighter dinner!" Mo Liang left a word, and then his body fell on the rocking chair in the courtyard, resting leisurely.