January flies by in the blink of an eye.

The black-shirted young man on the top of Yuanshan still had no signs of waking up, an old beggar in rags had been lying on the grass on the top of the mountain for a long time, and there had been a disciple of the Yuanmen who had gone up to see Duan Mo to give the old beggar who appeared inexplicably a little food, but the latter ignored them, and drank happily with a jar of inferior liquor all day long.

The elders and deacons of the sect didn't care about him, and those disciples in the sect naturally didn't come to meddle in their affairs, except for the old beggar who always stayed on the top of the mountain, and there was a girl who always guarded the top of the mountain.

Many people know that she used to be the most beloved granddaughter of the southern protector general, but now that Lin Qingtian is dead, the southern Lin family has fled to the north, and she no longer has the prestige she used to have.

The girl in purple sat in the shadow under the tree, and the old beggar lay beside her.

"Duan Mo, it's been a month, why haven't you woken up yet?"

Lin Xuehan looked at the black-shirted young man who was lying in the middle of the formation, wrapped in spiritual power all the time, she was afraid that he would not wake up like this.

An old man sweeping the floor came slowly, Lin Xuehan hurriedly got up and saluted, and the old man waved his hand, signaling that she didn't need to be polite.

The sweeping elder glanced at the old beggar who said that he was not worried, but had been sleeping here for a month and had not moved the place, and said softly: "The clogged spiritual power in his body has been dredged by the fate array, so it stands to reason that even if he can't wake up, he should have some reaction." ”

The old beggar didn't reply, but Lin Xuehan was slightly happy when he heard it, and said, "Elder, you mean that the situation in his body is improving, right?" ”

"Well, the fate array nourishes his body all the time, and the excess spiritual power in his body has also been discharged in January, and he is no longer in danger of life, but ...... He couldn't wake up for some reason. ”

The sweeping old man nodded, and immediately glanced at the girl whose pretty face was dim, and said a little unbearable: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much, he should only wake up subconsciously now, and after a while, maybe he will wake up." ”

Lin Xuehan barely squeezed out a smile.

In a month's time, even Wei Ning, who was seriously injured, recovered, and he went to the top of the mountain from time to time to visit Duan Mo, and when he saw the latter, who had not yet woken up, he could only leave gloomily.

The Sect Contest in the Far North Region, which was supposed to be held, was postponed due to the sudden financial turmoil, and this financial turmoil has gradually subsided now, but in order to calm this storm, those empires don't know how much energy and material resources were spent, and they suffered heavy losses and suffered great losses.

The black-shirted young man lying in the rich spiritual power has experienced a month, and the fingers that have never moved seem to move, and the spiritual power in his body has repaired the broken meridians and body over and over again, fortunately, this body has been washed and cut down the meridians, otherwise Duan Mo is afraid that it will be really difficult to survive this time.

The black beads continued to guide those surging demonic spiritual powers, and cooperated with the outside array to expel the excess spiritual power from Duan Mo's body, and the spiritual power in that small drop of spiritual liquid took Duan Mo a full month to successfully drain it.

Duan Mo's consciousness had actually woken up a long time ago, but he just felt that he couldn't open his eyes, his consciousness, his spirit, was imprisoned by something, and it wasn't until recently that Duan Mo reacted that it was the black bead.

When the black bead was helping Duan Mo channel the demonic spiritual power, he also indirectly absorbed a lot of demonic spiritual power, and the strange lines on the black bead that had been hovering in Duan Mo's dantian flashed with a faint light, as if something was about to move.

The spiritual power of the six spirit cores around it was gradually filled, until it was close to saturation now, and Duan Mo's seventh spirit core was also washed out and condensed in this surging demonic spiritual power, and seven spirit cores of different black and white were rotating back and forth in Duan Mo's dantian, mysterious and unpredictable.

The strange lines on the black bead flickered for a full three days, and just when Duan Mo became more and more anxious, the black bead finally had a mutation, and the lines on it actually jumped out of the black bead and rushed towards Duan Mo's seven spirit cores.

Duan Mo, who was horrified in his heart, was powerless to stop it at all, and could only watch as those strange pattern symbols were printed on his spirit core, and the next moment, thin black lines flew out from the black beads, binding Duan Mo's seven spirit cores one by one.

The light of the black beads gradually faded, Duan Mo felt that he had taken the initiative in his body again, and his eyes, which had been closed for more than a month, finally opened slowly, and what caught his eyes was a bright moon.

Duan Mo got up from the ground, he looked around, shook his head, and slowly raised his hands and feet that had not moved for a month, a bone creak echoed, Duan Mo took a long time to get used to it, he stood up, twisted his body and neck, and the bones of his whole body crackled.

Dozens of meters away, the old beggar looked at the black-shirted young man who got up, the corners of his mouth seemed to float a little arc, and then he turned over and hugged the wine jar and fell asleep again.

Duan Mo didn't bother the old beggar, but stood on the edge of the mountain, feeling the evening breeze blowing, and just stood until dawn, his mind was empty, but even he didn't notice it, black silk threads appeared on his wrist at some point, and those black silk threads were locked in a cage, expanding in an instant, binding Duan Mo's whole person inside, and disappearing in another instant.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and Duan Mo, who had been standing all night, was awakened by the sound of brushing the floor.

An old man who swept up the stairs stopped, glanced at Duan Mo, and said lightly: "Awake?" ”

Duan Mo nodded hurriedly, this sweeping old man is definitely more than just what it seems, his strength is extremely strong, Duan Mo does not dare to slack off at all.

The sweeping elder looked at the dozens of steps left, threw the broom in his hand to Duan Mo, and the fluttering broom landed firmly in Duan Mo's palm after flying dozens of meters like this: "Since you wake up, move your body, sweep the remaining steps, let you stay on the top of the mountain for free, I originally wanted to charge you a little accommodation fee." ”

Duan Mo grinned, and immediately jumped up, jumped to the side of the sweeping elder, and took the broom in his hand to sweep the ground seriously, and the sweeping elder glanced at Duan Mo, and then walked to the top of the mountain and walked towards the old beggar.

Duan Mo swept the ground, he looked at the trees and grass that were swept aside and blown away by the wind, his brows furrowed, and a sense of irritability welled up in his heart, and when Duan Mo noticed this sense of irritability, he paused, and looked at his hands with some surprise, just sweeping the ground, what happened to him?

"It should be an illusion......"

Duan Mo swept the ground and walked up step by step, not long after, a female disciple of the Yuanmen came quickly from the bottom of the mountain, and the next moment, the female disciple with a good face looked at the black-shirted young man standing there sweeping the ground and was stunned, and then said in surprise: "Li Mo? Are you awake? ”

Duan Mo smiled and nodded, the female disciple of the Yuanmen was very excited, and immediately ran down the mountain, bringing the news to the Yuanmen below, Duan Mo looked at the appearance of the female disciple leaving, the curvature of the corners of his mouth unconsciously retracted, and a black silk thread appeared in the depths of his pupils, and a touch of ...... rose in his heart inexplicably Killing intent?

That's right, it's killing intent.

The killing intent that came from nowhere, he himself was stunned.

Just now, he had murderous intent towards that female disciple of the Yuanmen who he didn't know? How can it be?

But a thought did flash through his mind just now, wanting to crush the female disciple's throat.

"I ...... What's going on? ”

Duan Mo looked at himself in a daze, and suddenly found that he didn't know himself anymore, he had been sleeping for a month, what had happened in his body?

The Yuanmen at the foot of the mountain suddenly became lively, and a figure rushed to the Yuanshan at a rapid pace, even if he stood on the stairs at the top of the mountain, Duan Mo could still hear the noisy sound below.

"Li Mo woke up?"

"Really?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

Duan Mo looked at the Yuanmen disciples who were rushing over, everyone had a surprised smile on their faces, and they could also see Mei Xin, Wei Ning and others in the crowd, as well as a purple-clothed girl who came in a hurry, and even two unimaginably large beast barbarian teenagers squeezed through the crowd and rushed quickly.

Looking at this warm scene, Duan Mo couldn't feel any warmth in his heart, but his heart was cold, and he was a little tired of these people, he shook his head, shook off the terrible thoughts in his mind, and reluctantly showed a smile and looked at the Yuanmen disciples who ran up below.

"I'm really awake!"

"Li Mo!"

The first to arrive were basically the Yuanmen disciples who had participated in the sect competition, they were so excited that it was hard to get over, a group of people cheered and rushed to Duan Mo's side, wanting to lift him up, Duan Mo's palm pushed out uncontrollably, and the blue-clothed young man who was the most open was pushed to the ground, blinked, and looked at Duan Mo with some confusion, and the rest of the crowd was also stunned for a while.

"Sorry ......"

Duan Mo looked at his hand in a daze, and then hurriedly ran over to help the blue-clothed young man, who patted the dust on his body and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, Li Mo, you are my idol now, and you turned the tide in the sect competition, which makes me completely admire!" ”

Duan Mo smiled, and immediately looked at the surrounding Yuanmen disciples, there were men and women, Wei Ning and Mei Xin squeezed through the crowd and came to Duan Mo, smashed a fist on Duan Mo's chest, and said with an excited smile: "You kid, you're finally awake!" ”

Duan Mo's fists clenched subconsciously, the demonic spirit power in his body was almost not suppressed, almost like a reflex to punch back, he hurriedly suppressed the changes in his body, and immediately forced a smile: "I almost thought I wouldn't wake up, but fortunately, I survived." ”

Wei Ning and the others didn't notice Duan Mo's strange appearance, and said with a smile: "You are now the number one person of the younger generation who is truly recognized by our Yuanmen and even the entire empire, even if it is me, the first of the older generation of the Heroes Association, I have to obey it." ”

Duan Mo smiled faintly, and immediately looked at the surrounding disciples who were either familiar or somewhat unfamiliar, and said, "You are brothers and sisters, my body has not fully recovered, so I will go and rest for a while, and after I recover, I will have a good gathering with everyone." ”

"Then go and rest."

The disciples of the Yuanmen spread out a road, Duan Mo hurriedly walked outside the crowd, looked at the purple-clothed girl, barely showed a smile, and immediately ran down quickly, two sturdy beast barbarian teenagers who did not look like humans shouted Duan Mo's name and chased after him.

Under the trees on the top of the mountain, the old beggar slowly sat up straight, took a sip of the bad wine in the wine jar next to him, looked at the black-shirted young man who was rushing down, and said softly: "It seems that something is wrong." ”

The sweeping old man nodded, his eyes became much deeper in an instant, his face was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "It's wrong, something has to happen." ”