As the sworn brother of the Grange, Mo Qingyu naturally hoped that he would be able to get out of the haze.

A momentary failure is nothing, a woman is nothing, the goddess is only a goddess because of people's praise, as long as the grange can see it for itself, the goddess will not be a god, just an ordinary person.

Although Mo Qingyu is only fifteen years old, his thoughts in his heart seem to have survived for 10,000 years.

Back in the pavilion, Mo Qingyu found that the Grange was no longer there, leaving only a blank piece of paper, the white paper had a few lines of font, and there were some blood stains on it, this was the Grange handwriting.

"Little brother, I have already left when you see these words, for me, the life of the Extreme Dao Sect is too stable, I don't want to be like this, I want to go outside and have a while. ”

"The world is big, I'm insignificant, but I'm not humiliating, I'll come back, and I'll prove that my grange is not a waste!"

"Don't read it, little brother, we brothers will get together one day, and then you will know that your eldest brother is not a waste, nor a toad who wants to eat swans. ”

"Grange stays. ”

After reading these lines of font, Mo was silent for a long time, and the grange saw through it, and he didn't see it through, he admitted his failure, but he didn't dare to lose himself.

But there was nothing wrong with that, he believed that on the day of goodbye, the Grange would definitely surprise him, and surprise all those who had insulted him, and he was looking forward to it.

Calming down, Mo whispered and sat in the center of the cultivation ground.

This time the strength has skyrocketed, and the Xuanhuang maternal qi in the body is still a little vain, although it has been somewhat consolidated after the battle with Huo Mengyuan, it is still not satisfactory, and he still needs to be consolidated.

And for moving mountains, Mo Qingyu's understanding is not enough at all.

Moving the Mountain Realm, as a brand-new realm, is a new understanding of power by the mystery, which is completely different from the Dingli realm.

The so-called moving mountains, not only relying on brute force, but the use of force skills, to carry the mountain, if the human body is compared to the mountain, then the meaning of moving the mountain is to carry the body of the Xuanqi, so that it runs perfectly.

The cultivation power of the Ding Li Realm is actually power, it is a brute force, which is enough to be calculated with Ding.

Moving the mountain realm to cultivate power, it is really a kind of control, it is a skill, control the power, take the dragon as a calculation, the dragon is not a dead thing, it is the king of all beasts, soaring and turning the clouds, smart and full of vitality.

The first thing Mo Qingyu should do is to condense the Xuanhuang Mother Qi in his body, consolidate the meridians, and bear the power of moving mountains.

This is not difficult for Mo Qingyu, Mo Qingyu had the power of a dragon as early as the Dingli Realm, and now the "Hundred Refining Soul Forging Technique" is running wildly in his body, and the vain Xuanhuang Mother Qi is condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Call!

Mo exhaled a breath of turbidity in a whisper, the harmony in his body had reached perfection, and the peak cultivation in the early stage of the mountain realm had been condensed.

Click: Click:

Standing up, moving his muscles and bones, Mo whispered and felt the strength in his body.

The power of the six dragons is comparable to that of an ordinary late-stage mystic person in the mountain-moving realm.

Moreover, the purity of Xuanhuang's maternal qi is far better than that of ordinary Xuanqi, and with his current strength, he can easily fight against ordinary late-stage Xuanqi in the mountain-moving realm.

Against the true genius Xuan, that Mo whispered and didn't know.

The Xuan Gong and Xuan Skills practiced by genius Xuan Gong are all top-notch, and most of them have their own hole cards, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

However, even in the face of the genius Xuan Xuan Mo Qingyu did not panic at all, he also had a lot of hole cards, after he reached the realm of moving mountains, his father gave him some mysterious skills before, he was able to use them, and Mo Qingyu found that his golden meridians seemed to be all-encompassing, there was no restriction on elemental attributes, no matter what elemental attribute mystical skills, he could use them, and the power was good.

The golden meridian was given by the fuzzy sword soul in his dantian, and even the golden meridian was so magical, so what kind of artifact was this fuzzy sword soul?

Mo Qingyu believed that one day, he would eventually know the origin of this vague sword soul, nothing appeared out of thin air, there would always be a trajectory.

Now he has no way of knowing, and he doesn't have to think about it, and seizing the time to improve his strength is the key to him now.

The cultivation has been consolidated, and now what he has to do is to realize the mystery of the power of moving mountains.

The human body is a mountain, carrying the Xuanhuang mother gas in the body.

Mo whispered silently in his heart, trying to carry the Xuanhuang maternal qi in his body.

An accident occurred when Mo Qingyu's mind touched Xuanhuang's mother's qi, and the yellowish carrier of Xuanhuang's mother's qi like amber was very light, and his consciousness only touched its edge, and it had already been pushed far away, hiding in the meridians far away, and it could not complete the transportation at all.

Once, twice...

Mo Qingyu tried dozens of times in a row, but he didn't succeed, after the dim yellow Xuanhuang mother qi jumped up and down in Mo Qingyu's body, as long as his consciousness just touched it, it would push it aside, although Mo Qingyu was soft enough, but it still couldn't be successfully transported.

Call~

Feeling the gradually impatient heart, Mo exhaled softly, relieving the urgency in his heart.

He knew that the power of moving mountains was extremely difficult to control, and some people who moved mountains did not comprehend it at all, and they had brute force, which was very difficult to do.

But Mo whispered that he didn't want to give up, he didn't think he was so powerful, but he never thought of admitting defeat.

Even if everyone in the world fails, he wants to try.

Calm and concentrate, Mo whispered and began to try again, he had already found that it was not that his consciousness was not soft enough, but that Xuanhuang's motherhood seemed to be rootless, too light, what he wanted to do was to let Xuanhuang's motherhood have something to rely on.

"There it is!"

Mo Qingyu suddenly thought in his heart that what he had done before was only to use his consciousness to contact Xuanhuang Mother Qi, and he had never tried to wrap Xuanhuang Mother Qi with consciousness, pouring consciousness into it, making it heavy.

This may work!

Mo Qingyu was full of anticipation in his heart, and carefully wrapped Xuanhuang Mother's Qi with his consciousness, poured his consciousness into it, and tried to carry Xuanhuang's Mother's Qi.

Left, Left, Right, Right... It worked!

Mo Qingyu smoothly carried the Xuanhuang Mother Qi and carried it a few times in his golden meridians, and he felt that his body became lighter.

Poof!

Gently swinging a punch, it actually contained a huge amount of power, accompanied by a faint dragon groan and a loud sound of breaking the air.

This esoteric feeling...

Mo whispered at this moment, as if it was an inanimate sculpture, frozen in the moment when he swung his fist.

Light.. Heavy.. Light.. Heavy..

That's what it feels like! That's right!

The excited Mo Qingyu took out the Blood Night Long Knife, and with a slight wave, the red light on the ink-black sword god flashed, which actually separated the air, creating a vacuum.

This seemingly fluttering knife actually contains a huge amount of power, enough to cut off the air.

"That's what it takes. Holding the Bloody Night Long Knife, Mo whispered a satisfied smile.

He finally succeeded in comprehending the power of moving mountains, and from it he comprehended the way to control the power of lightness, which made his strength qualitatively improved.

Although his cultivation did not increase, Mo Qingyu's aura became more mysterious, and there was some kind of power that was born in it.