Mo Yiming's footsteps were very fast, and he didn't look back, even if he said a word to Liu Zhongling, he mustered up great courage.

Everyone's eyes also moved with Mo Yiming's departure. It wasn't until Mo Yiming's figure disappeared from their sight that they dispersed one after another.

The whole sect competition also came to an end.

Different from the past, this time the sect competition was completely unexpected by them, and the people in the back mountains gave them too many surprises. Especially Mo Yiming, whose status in their hearts at this moment has surpassed that of Liu Zhongling and Jian Antian.

In other words, the current Jian Antian has become a wasted person.

It's just that in the past few days, I haven't seen Jian Antian in Xifeng, and I haven't seen the soul mystery. According to some monks of the Temple of Heaven Sect, Soul Xuanji left the West Peak with Jian An Tian to find a way to restore Jian An Tian's tendons.

It's just that this news is not known to be reliable or not. What's more, he even said that Jian Antian was the biological son of Soul Mystery. Of course, whether it is or not, perhaps only the soul mystery knows.

During this time, the Temple of Heaven Sect was no longer the hegemony in the West Peak, and the most discussed by them was the back mountain. The status of the Heavenly Temple Sect in their hearts had fallen from the highest to the bottom because of the competition that day. They even gradually forgot how terrible the Heavenly Temple Sect was, forgot the monks of the Heavenly Temple Sect, and even gradually forgot that there was the Heavenly Temple Sect in the West Peak.

Walking there, there will always be people mentioning the back mountain......

In the teahouse, in the inn, in all kinds of streets and alleys. are all whispering, even though more than ten days have passed since the scene of the sect competition that day, Mo Yiming, who brought them too much shock and surprise, has become the object of their admiration after tea and dinner. It has not stopped, and it has even become more and more intense. When some sect masters in the sect were teaching their disciples to cultivate, they would still say from time to time: "Keep persever, and one day, you will also be like Mo Yiming in the back mountain, and become the attention of everyone!" ”

Houshan also became a little noisy after the competition that day. This back mountain, which was almost forgotten by the West Peak, was re-excavated by them, and they would come to chat with the five tigers in the back mountain if they had anything to do. In order to please some close. They knew that although the Five Tigers did not have the talent for cultivation, they knew a thing or two about Mo Yiming's cultivation to improve. It would be a very beneficial thing for them to be able to get something out of their mouths.

However, the Five Tigers are not fools......

Not to mention that the Five Tigers didn't know why Mo Yiming's cultivation had improved so quickly, let's just say that these people, who originally looked down on the back mountain at all, had experienced the sect competition, but now they came to the closer, which not only did not make them say anything, but also caused them to be extremely disgusted. Therefore, often when these monks are ready to come and chat, they are all blown away by the five tigers!

Over time, the number of people who come to Houshan has gradually decreased.

It's just that there are still people who rely on skins, standing in the back mountains and refusing to leave, regardless of the wind and rain.

This person is the same age as Mo Yiming, but his cultivation has been stuck in the fivefold qi gathering for several years, and he is standing on the wooden road in the back mountain, so he has to ask Mo Yiming to tell him some of his cultivation experience.

On this day, the heavy rain came as scheduled, drenching his clothes, his lips were white, and his body trembled a little, as if he might fall down at any time, but his eyes revealed a kind of determination, which was very similar to Mo Yiming's dedication to cultivation.

Even the five tigers couldn't stand it, and stood in the pavilion and said loudly: "Go back, the sixth brother won't tell you anything." ”

Mo Yiming in the room, sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes that were closed at the moment, stood up, pushed open the wooden door with a squeak, and walked out.

There was an invisible cultivation fluctuation in his body that isolated him from the heavy rain.

"Endure the pain that others can't endure, endure the pain that others can't, and taste the hurt that others can't. Diligent and hardworking...... One day, your cultivation will also break through. ”

Mo Yiming said as he walked. Under the output of his thoughts, a white top-grade Qi Condensing Pill suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Taking this pill may be useful for your breakthrough. From this day on, do not come to the back mountain. Distract my mind and disturb my cultivation. ”

After ejecting the Qi Condensing Pill in his hand and being taken by the monk steadily, Mo Yiming turned around and went straight to the room without looking back.

The monk took the elixir and couldn't wait to swallow it in one gulp, when the cool feeling hit, he looked at Mo Yiming's departing back, and his heart was extremely grateful, as if he had received some inspiration, or as long as it was Mo Yiming's encouragement, it would make him feel uplifted.

At this moment, he turned around in vain and left the back mountain.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, the autumn wind was bleak, the red leaves were scattered, the morning fog was cool with a hint of coolness, and the five tigers, who were often shirtless, also put on their vests.

These days, the words discussing Mo Yiming in Xifeng have not decreased. Mo Yiming would go to the beast core workshop from time to time to get the beast core, but every time he appeared, he was not as inconspicuous as before, but as if he carried a circle of aura, wherever he went, he would be greeted with a cluster of eyes.

On this day, as always, after Mo Yiming gave some gold coins to the two monks he hired, he put the beast core into the Baichuan bag, and went straight back to the back mountain, without stopping.

Maybe it's also because after the sect competition that day, Yichen gave a lot more supplements to Houshan. Before the competition, every time he gave the supplements to Houshan, they had to be controlled within the appropriate range, and some of those supplements had to be added to the meal. I'm afraid that the other disciples in the sect will have opinions, but now I can take as much as I want, and no one dares to say.

Of course, the people who directly benefited were Mo Yiming, Wuhu and others......

Every time the five tigers boiled out the tonic soup, they would be reluctant to drink it, and they would give it to Mo Yiming, but every time, Mo Yiming saw that they didn't drink it, so he didn't drink it. So the five tigers could only accompany Mo Yiming to drink, and over time, their bodies were a lot stronger.

The spiritual vegetables in the back mountain have been eaten by those dead fat people! But this is also easy, because every time they eat spiritual vegetables, they will always fart together, and the smell is stinking, even if Mo Yiming, whose concentration is still good, under the influence of this stinky fart, it seems that he can't stand it, let alone the five tigers.

These days, although the five tigers are also continuing to grow spiritual vegetables, these spiritual vegetables have not yet grown, so the back mountain can still smell the fresh air for a few days.

At noon on this day, the sun shone down on the earth. Xie Wuchang, who had been cultivating all night, lay on the grass and fell asleep.

At the start of lunch, they called several times, but they didn't wake him up. Zhang Xiaopang's eyes rolled, and he suddenly had a bad idea in his eyes.

After running to the grass, Zhang Xiaopang squatted down and said 'Pu', and a loud fart suddenly rushed out with a foul smell.

Wuhu, Mo Yiming and the others laughed when they saw it.

Xie Wuchang, who was asleep, was even more exaggerated, he first coughed dryly twice, and then the smell made him a little nauseous, and when he was puzzled, he saw the proud Zhang Xiaopang. Only then did we know what had happened.

"I'll stab your, you stop me!"

Xie Wuchang stood up, shouting and running around chasing Zhang Xiaopang.

"Help, my lord! Someone's killed! Spare your life, great king! ”

Zhang Xiaopang ran while begging for mercy and asking for help.

But the rest of the people just laughed and didn't pay any attention to it.

After a while, I heard the sound of 'ouch' and 'ouch', and when he appeared, Zhang Xiaopang had a blue nose and swollen face, and looked extremely aggrieved, and said: "I kindly told you to eat, but you did this to me." ”

"Do you have a mouth on your ass, are you screaming?" Zui Meiyan's words caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Mo Yiming was used to them playing like this, so that he wouldn't feel bored. He is also used to watching these fat people dangling in front of him all day long, used to Zhang Xiaopang's complaints, used to drunk Meiyan's roar, used to Xie Wu often recommending some little yellow texts to him, and used to watching Lei Xiao's diligence when he cultivated......

All this seems to have become a part of his life, indispensable.

For so many days, Mo Yiming has been staying in the Nine Layers of Qi Gathering, although he usually absorbs the aura in the golden lotus platform, and also absorbs the aura between heaven and earth, but he found that now the lotus platform needs more and more beast cores, and in his body, there is some increase in strength, and he does not feel any bottleneck.

It's just that on the way, every time Mo Yiming absorbs the spiritual energy in the lotus platform, there will be a faint tingling sensation in his body, and this feeling makes him clearly understand that the beast core spiritual energy in his body and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth cannot reach a balance. Therefore, every time the stinging sensation rose, he would always take out the Heaven Cutting Technique and silently recite the Fourth Mouth Determination Method of the Heaven Cutting Technique.

"The fourth slashing of the sky, the blade of the wind! This wind can have a blade, and it can be a blade and a wind......"

On this day, Mo Yiming silently recited the fourth mantra of slaying the sky, and after trying several times, he still couldn't understand it.

And what has made Mo Yiming a little helpless recently is that there are very few gold coins in his Baichuan bag.

The black market is full of dangers, and the masters are like clouds. The last time he went to sell that superb Qi Condensing Pill was risky enough, this time, Mo Yiming didn't want to continue to go to the black market to sell Qi Condensing Pill. After all, this time, he didn't dare to guarantee that there would be some people who didn't care about life and death to reveal their true colors.

He surmised that someone must have checked their details after the last time they left, and that curiosity and lust would drive them crazy without them knowing.

Mo Yiming was not prepared to take this risk this time.

"I remember the last time I went to the black market to sell pills, a high-purity Qi Condensing Pill could be sold for a very high price, if I used a little bit of hands and feet when refining the best Qi Condensing Pill......

While thinking about it, Mo Yiming suddenly had an idea, a glint flashed in his eyes, as if he was pretending to have bad water in his stomach, he slapped his knee suddenly, his expression showed excitement, and he suddenly stood up and shouted: "I want to do wholesale!" ”