Tang Mo was in a hurry to do helicopters today, and he went to the Qinling team base to stay so late before coming back, even the iron man was tossed and had no strength.

Holding on to the last of his strength, he put down his backpack, took a shower in a daze, changed his clothes, and fell on his soft big bed in large characters, ready to catch up on sleep.

Kindness? How is there something that is soft?

Tang Mo felt that the touch under him was wrong, not like his cotton soft bed four-piece suit.

Hurriedly startled, sat up and turned on the light, only to see Jingjing lying motionless on her bed like a white plush doll.

The round eyes flickered and looked at Tang Mo, and his eyes were very resentful.

"Momo, where have you been?"

Crystalline glutinous opening.

Tang Mo said that he would leave, and he only had time to tell Xiao Tao to explain to Lin Yi, but he didn't let her explain to Jingjing carefully.

Pity this Jingjing, just waiting for her in this room, day after day, but she can't wait for Tang Mo to come home, and the anxious Jingjing doesn't even smell the spar gnawed, and no one calls her.

"I'm out on errands, I'm doing big things, isn't this coming back?"

Looking at Jingjing's aggrieved little daughter-in-law, Tang Mo felt a little guilty in his heart, and reached out to touch Jingjing's white fluff.

Then he turned over his hand and took out a fist-sized high-grade hedron from the space and gave it to Jingjing.

"Let's play with it."

I haven't seen each other for some days, and Jingjing's body is a little bigger, and it seems that this cultivation is also getting a lot longer.

Looking at the spar in Tang Mo's hand, Jingjing's eyes were shining, although he was still a little unhappy in his heart, but after all, he still couldn't help the temptation of the high-grade spar, and finally stretched out his little claws.

After coaxing Jingjing, Tang Mo was finally able to lie comfortably on the bed and sleep this time.

During this time, Tang Mo was tired both mentally and physically, almost on the bed, and fell asleep as soon as his eyes were closed.

This sleep was extremely long, and when Tang Mo opened his eyes again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

After stretching and resting all the fatigue along the way, I finally felt a lot refreshed.

went downstairs, Lin Yi was sitting on the sofa in the hall on the first floor with Yang Yang in his arms, waiting for Tang Mo.

This morning, I knew that my daughter was back by looking at the shoes in the cabinet at the door, but I was reluctant to wake her up, so Lin Yi could only hold her son on the sofa and wait for her baby daughter to wake up by herself.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, he comforted his mother and younger brother for a long time, and then turned around to show Lin Yi that he was intact and not hurt at all, which made Lin Yi's heart relax.

After appeasing the family clearly, Tang Mo took Xiao Tao and Jingjing to the training camp.

She just got a new baby, and she used to be able to practice with the wind in her hand, but now that she has this axe, she has to practice again.

She named the newly acquired axe at the end of the Tang Dynasty, called Tongtian.

When I arrived at the training camp and Xiao Tao found a master separately, Tang Mo began this new course of studying axes.

To say that this axe and sword are completely two different weapons, one slash, one stab, one slash, each move seems simple, but the strength used in the body is different.

Different positions and different powers will make the power of this move very different.

However, Tang Mo is a person with a lot of actual combat experience, and the speed of learning this new weapon is still much faster.

She couldn't pick it up for the time being, so she had to find the heaviest axe in the training camp to practice first.

After all, theoretical things are limited, and the teacher taught for a while before stepping aside and watching Tang Mo practice in the center of the training ground.

Tang Mo held the hundred-ten-pound axe in his hand, fantasizing that this high-level alien beast was standing in the center of the training ground at this time.

Every move and every style Tang Mo did extremely seriously, and it was completely regarded as actual combat rather than practice on the training ground.

At the beginning, Tang Mo was just wielding an axe, but later on, he involuntarily poured spiritual power into the axe and began to output more violently.

Although the mental power that just an ordinary axe can withstand is not very strong, the attack power generated is also not to be underestimated.

The teachers in the training ground were all well-informed masters, and after Tang Mo's first attack with spiritual power came out, he quickly opened the closed door of the training ground and hid outside.

The doors of the one-man training ground are all transparent, and the material is not glass, but a transparent high-grade material that I don't know what properties are, and it is extremely strong.

Just kidding, the facilities at the training ground are sturdy, but the human body is not sturdy.

The teacher stood outside the door and had palpitations, if Tang Mo's move was really accidentally used on himself, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

But......

The teacher looked at Tang Mo's move thoughtfully.

It was the first time he had seen the use of infusing spiritual power into weapons.

It's not that others can't think of it, it's just that the requirements for the control of mental power are too high, and it needs to be very, very accurate to be able to use it without destroying the structure of the weapon.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, whether it was learning ability, creative ability, or ability to control spiritual power, it was extraordinary.

At this time, Tang Mo was already completely immersed in his spiritual power, and at this moment, because of the link of spiritual power, she seemed to be integrated with the axe in her hand, and any move was under her control as she wanted.

The spiritual power is instilled bit by bit, because the axe in his hand is much worse than his own wind breaking, so the spiritual power that can be infused is very limited.

Tang Mo controlled his mental power extremely accurately, and now he would slowly form a mark and output it after traveling around the ball of light a few times in the sea of consciousness.

In the midst of such preoccupation, Tang Mo suddenly found that there seemed to be a change in his Zhihai.

The spiritual power light ball that had been staying in the sea of consciousness was due to Tang Mo's preoccupation with spiritual power, and a trace of cracks appeared on it, and there was a faint golden light inside.

Could it be that the extreme use of spiritual power can trigger this spiritual power light ball?

Tang Mo had always thought that this spiritual power light ball was a power independent of his own spiritual power, and he could borrow it, but he never thought that the huge power in it would completely belong to him.

But now the crack in the ball of light gave Tang Mo hope.

She worked harder to exert her mental power, focusing on the virtual battle in front of her.

There is so much spiritual power in the sea of consciousness, if it is all used up, it will not be able to be used again in a short period of time, and the whole person will fall into a state of exhaustion and prostration.

It will take a long time to recover and rest before it will slowly rise back.

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