"Unwilling...... I'm not reconciled to ......"

Mo Tong woke up the unconscious Ah Niu, and when he walked down the river and Wushan, he still seemed to be able to hear the cry of the heavenly demon before death echoed in the valley.

Although the Heavenly Demon had the body of the Mysterious Spirit Realm, the aura on his body was too little, and he was bombarded into slag during the third spiritual tribulation. The only thing left was a Qiankun bag, but because the ink pupil was currently unusable, he couldn't see what was inside, so he had to accept it first. According to common sense, every cultivator above the Xuan Ling level carries a storage vessel such as Qiankun, which contains all his belongings.

The spirit tribulation accumulated in the entire great realm of the ink pupil, the four of the three small and one large merged together, and their power was comparable to the great spirit tribulation of the human spirit realm, far beyond what the ordinary nine-star primordial spirit could resist.

The spirit tribulation that plagued all the spirit cultivators, Mo Tong suddenly realized that the spirit tribulation was not as terrifying as he imagined. Once the spiritual calamity befell him, the bead was like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman, and immediately took the initiative to jump out, and disappeared immediately after sucking and drinking, and the ink pupils couldn't find it all over the body.

The appearance of this bead completely changed history, making Mo Tong's life slowly begin to deviate from the trajectory of the memories of his previous life. Mo Tong remembered that in his previous life, the Heavenly Demon was unsuccessful in this tribulation, and finally let two passing Rain Gate cultivators find out and flee in a hurry. And Mo Tong also asked one of the kind-hearted Yumen cultivators to send them directly to the Qingluan Mountain of Qingzong, and wait for a year to participate in the introductory disciple assessment.

"Ah Tong, what should we do now?, do we go back to Nan'an City?" It has been three days since he left Hewushan, and Ah Niu's heart has not been able to calm down. In Nan'an City, everyone's imaginary spiritual cultivation is flying away, talking and laughing, and being at ease, but it is not terrifying.

"What are you going back to Nan'an City for? Didn't we come out just to apprentice to the master and cultivate the spirit? Ah Niu is relieved, that heavenly demon in Hewushan is an evil cultivator, how can the real spiritual cultivation be so terrifying? Let's go, I'll take you to Qingluan Mountain to the real Qingzong to apprentice. However, spiritual cultivation is not an easy task, and it can be full of dangers. Ah Niu, you better think about it first, if you don't want to go to spiritual cultivation, I will send you back to Nan'an City. In fact, it is not bad to be a mortal and live an ordinary life. Mo Tong patted Ah Niu on the shoulder, it seems that the impact of the Heavenly Demon on him is really not small, if you don't make it clear, I'm afraid that there will be a shadow in the future. However, as his cultivation improved, the more he came into contact with the high-level of the spiritual cultivation world, the more fierce the struggle became, and it was by no means as beautiful as he had imagined at the beginning.

Listening to Mo Tong's words, Ah Niu lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and finally looked at Mo Tong resolutely: "Go, Ah Tong, you take me to Qingzong!" When I went out, I swore to my father and mother that if I didn't make a name for myself, I would never go back." ”

"Haha, that's okay! It's 108,000 miles away from Qingluan Mountain, and there is still about a year before Qingzong begins to accept disciples, so we have to speed up our journey from today. ”

Mo Tong saw that Ah Niu had made up his mind, and after recognizing the direction, he rushed to Qingluan Mountain at full speed.

The road between Hewu Mountain and Qingluan Mountain, Mo Tong is very familiar, and he doesn't know how many times he has walked it in his previous life. The only difference is that in previous lives, I rode many bird mounts, and it was rare to rely on my legs to travel thousands of miles like this.

Day and night, walking with stars and moons, although Ah Niu is strong, he is still a mortal after all, no better than the ink pupils who are already a star human spirit, and traveling more than 300 miles a day is like walking.

Quenching the muscles and refining the bone fist, this is the spiritual skill that Mo Tong knew in his previous life, although it is not the highest level spiritual skill, but it is the most suitable intermediate spiritual skill for practicing below Xuan Ling. Perennial practice, even if the qualification is dull, if you persist for seven or eight years, you can step into the threshold of a one-star Xuanling.

Mo Tong didn't hide it from Ah Niu at all, word by word, and urged him to practice for an hour every morning before he hurried.

And Ah Niu looks sluggish and nervous, but when he practices boxing, he is vague at all. In just one month, the entire set of quenching muscles and refining bone fists has been formed, and with such qualifications, Mo Tong can't help but envy when he looks at it.

Mo Tong recalled that the first time he learned this set of boxing techniques was because his cultivation was stuck in the eight-star human spirit for three years, and he once made the sect conclude that there was no hope of stepping into the waste material of the Xuan Ling, and even Mo Tong himself gave up. The realm of the primordial spirit and the realm of the human spirit is just the foundation, and only when you step into the realm of the mysterious spirit can you have your own aura, and you can be regarded as a true spiritual cultivator.

But there is one exception, which is Master Ziyun. Mo Tong still clearly remembers every word that the master comforted him at that time, as well as the book "Quenching Muscles and Refining Bone Fist" given to him, and Mo Tong can recite it backwards in his dreams. Since then, no matter what difficulties and obstacles have been encountered on the path of spiritual cultivation, the word 'give up' is no longer in Motong's dictionary. Later, Mo Tong not only stepped into the realm of Xuan Ling, but also stepped into the peak of the earth spirit in just one year, becoming the top three among his peers, shocking the entire Qingzong.

"Ah Hitomi, look at me! Look at me! Drink! Five hundred pounds of stones, now I can lift them with one hand! Ah Niu suddenly interrupted Mo Tong's memories and shouted excitedly while holding a boulder on the side of the road.

"If you have the strength, you should stay more to hurry, and if you don't get tired today, you won't be allowed to rest!" Mo Tong saw that Ah Niu was so excited that he was like a child discovering a new toy, and walked over angrily and patted it, and the boulder of nearly five hundred catties flew out of thin air ten meters away, smashing a deep pit on the ground.

"......" Ah Niu looked at the deep pit smashed by the boulder in amazement, and then looked at the ink pupils who were much thinner than himself, and the excitement just now was gone.

It doesn't make sense, it really doesn't make sense...... Everyone practiced boxing together, why was there such a big gap? In the past, in Nan'an City, the strength was worth counting my Ah Niu. Hitomi: Why did he become so perverted?

Ah Niu followed behind Mo Tong and struggled to catch up, full of question marks. But he didn't think about it at all, he hadn't apprenticed yet, how could he know how to "Quench the Muscles and Refine the Bone Fist".

On the morning of the three hundred and forty-fifth day, Mo Tong and Ah Niu finally felt the foot of Qingluan Mountain. Looking up, the thousand-meter peak stands majestically, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

"It's so beautiful! Ah Tong, is this Qingluan Mountain?" Ah Niu also looked up like Mo Tong.

"The most beautiful time is after the rain, on the viewing platform on the mountain, the whole mountain peak is like a colorful Luan phoenix. Mo Tong sighed casually, and the yearning in his heart was a little stronger. I believe that soon, I will be able to accompany Master to the Guanluan platform again to watch Luan Feng.

"Let's go, let's go to the Rising Sun Hall to report first, and by the way, find out how long it will take for Qingzong to accept disciples. Mo Tong couldn't wait for tomorrow to be the day when Qingzong accepted his disciples, so he didn't sigh anymore, and pulled Ah Niu straight to the Rising Sun Hall.