Back on the island, it was lunch time, Zhou Moyang asked the little woman to put down the lunch box, and waved her hand away. Speaking of which, every time this little woman came to deliver food, she would always scratch her head. I don't know if he was born coquettish, or if he was simply talking to his own immortal master, Zhou Moyang was a little speechless.

He walked into the house and sat up. Looking at the dozen or so empty small porcelain bottles placed on the ground, Zhou Moyang was a little helpless. A year ago, before going to Xiaozhu Island, at the Dongji Island Pill Shop, I spent all the medium-grade spirit stones, bought back ten bottles of Guyuan Dan, plus two bottles from the miscellaneous hall, and now I have all taken them. The spirit stones left on his body, together with this year's fortune, are less than four hundred lower-grade spirit stones. He is not as good as others, he is a pseudo-spiritual root of water, fire, gold, wood, and wood, and he is twenty-six years old this year, and the best time to build a foundation is close to one day at a time. In the accumulation of so many pills, and under his understanding of the cultivation experience of the foundation building cultivator, it took a year and a half for his cultivation, and until now, he was able to break through from the peak of the seventh layer of qi cultivation to the eighth layer. However, it is gratifying that with the improvement of his cultivation, the scope of his divine sense exploration has been able to reach more than three hundred zhang, which is equivalent to the exploration distance of a ninth-level Great Perfection cultivator.

According to what I recorded from some books in the library building, as well as the news I could get from inquiring, if you want to practice quickly, a large amount of pills is indispensable. The most terrible thing now is that his spiritual root is inferior and his cultivation speed is slow, and he has no ability to get spirit stones. Unless you go to Lingshi Island again, with your current cultivation, it is obviously unlikely that you will go alone, and you can't tell others about this matter. So it seems that there is no other way but to wait for the next year's salary.

The best time for monks to practice the Dharma every day is in the early morning and evening, because these two times coincide with the alternation of yin and yang, and the first equinox of dawn is the purest time of the day when the aura of heaven and earth is the purest. In addition to Zhou Moyang's cultivation, in the following days, he studied the books borrowed from the library. These books are not precious classics, this is not the first time Zhou Moyang has borrowed books, after returning the last borrowing, he borrowed two more books while preaching. Although he was disappointed that there were no books such as cultivation experience in the library building, Zhou Moyang had a deeper understanding of the sea area of Wanxian Island through these books, and gradually integrated into it.

Another two months passed, just after the Lantern Festival. In the spiritual land of Ouyang's family valley, the fighting field.

After the mid-month sermon was completed, it coincided with the five-year family competition, and all the children of the Ouyang family's mid-stage Qi cultivation level or above were required to participate in order to test the results of their cultivation in the past five years, and Zhou Moyang was no exception.

When I arrived at the Fighting Law Field, I saw that there were already dozens of monks watching in the stands of the Fighting Law Field, but for some reason I didn't see Ouyang Chenjing, maybe because my cultivation was too low and I was not asked to participate, maybe I was busy cultivating and didn't have time to watch, Zhou Moyang thought. The sound of thunder and explosion was erupting in the center of the fighting field, mixed with the coquettishness of women and the roars of men.

Approaching the fighting field, I saw that there were two middle-aged disciples in blue and one in white who were fighting on the stage, and the blue-clothed monk practiced qi seven-layer cultivation, using a blue-like transparent magic weapon, and was constantly shooting out icicles to attack the man in white, and the white-clothed monk was also the same cultivator, using a blue and white interlaced ring, and the ring shot out a cyan whirlwind to resist the man in blue, but it was an opponent in chess, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while. Although the cultivation of these two people is almost the same as the magic weapon, the appearance of the opponent, but the man in blue used the magic weapon to shoot the ice pick to attack the man in white, but the other hand quietly released the spell to the ground, one by one white Xiaoice balls fell on the ground of the field, and the man in white only cared about shooting the cyan whirlwind to resist the ice pick, and the flaw of shooting the wind blade to attack the man in blue casually, but they were all dodged. "Bang!" There was a low cracking sound in the fighting array, and I saw that the man in white didn't know when he stepped on a Xiaoice ball, and the Xiaoice ball actually exploded, and the fine ice slag penetrated his foot, although the injury was not serious, but this distraction, the ring on his hand slowed down, and almost at the same time, several ice picks that were much larger than before broke the whirlwind around him, and hit directly towards the man in white.

"Stop! The winner is decided! Suddenly, an old voice shouted, and at the same time, a light mask appeared on the white-clothed man in the ring, and the ice pick hit the light mask with a few muffled sounds, bursting, and the white-clothed man was actually safe and sound.

"Whew!" The white-clothed monk sighed, his face was a little unsightly, and he arched his hand to the blue-clothed man and said, "Thank you second brother for your advice!" "Fluke! The third brother conceded! The man in blue returned the salute and said lightly.

"Ouyang Feng beats Ouyang Ke!" Suddenly, the voice that had just announced the victory and defeat appeared again, and Rao is Zhou Moyang looked around and didn't see anyone speaking.

I saw that next, two more people came down in the field, and one of them, a monk who practiced qi at the sixth level, held a stone hammer-like magic weapon in his hand, and kept casting earth-based spells, and the magic of using earth-based spells opened his eyes. And another monk who is also cultivating, using a magic weapon in the shape of a long wooden stick, emitting bursts of green light, constantly releasing vines and trees entangled, and can always attack the disciple who uses earth-based spells from unexpected angles, which is also not inferior.

Although the cultivation of the two is average, the wonderful fighting method has opened Zhou Moyang's eyes, and he continues to learn some experience from it. In his mind, he also tried to use some spells he knew to crack the magic powers of the two, trying to imagine how he would deal with it if the two of them fought with him.

As time slowly passed, the spiritual power of the two Doufa disciples continued to deteriorate, and because the wood-based spells were inherently restrained by earth-based spells, gradually the disciples who used wood-based spells gained the upper hand, and the disciples who used earth-based spells could only hold on. "It seems that the mutual restraint between the five element spells also has a great impact on the fighting method! The Mu disciple is going to win. Zhou Moyang said secretly in his heart. As expected, a moment later, the monk who used the earth-based spell conceded defeat.

The next one to compete was a stunning woman who practiced qi at the ninth level, was dressed in a fiery red palace suit, had a slender body, and was in her twenties. Standing in the middle of the fighting field, the small waist with a hand, the skin was whiter than snow, and it caused a sensation in the stands and became the focus of the audience. Zhou Moyang also looked sideways, and he had already vaguely guessed who this person was in his heart. At this time, the woman was manipulating a fiery red whip that continued to spew out fireballs and flew towards a medium-sized male monk in black. The male monk practiced Qi at the peak of the eighth layer, and his body was covered with a blue light mask. The friar's feet quickly dodged the flying fireballs, sometimes occasionally hit by the fireballs, and the blue light shield that hit shook endlessly. Not to be outdone, the male monk dodged, and after dodging, something like a talisman flew out of his hand, emitting dazzling lightning to attack the woman, but it was obvious that the female monk's body speed was very good, and she couldn't touch her side at all after dodging the lightning attack continuously.

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