Since returning two years ago, Mo Ming has been storing energy for the Condor World without interruption, and has reached the point of staying for four months.

After receiving Biya's help, as long as he went to shoot the eagle, the speed of time in it could be controlled by himself, and even as long as his body could bear it, the flow rate could reach 1 to 30.

He originally wanted to wait for the birth of this satisfactory candidate to go together, but now it seems that he has to wait for his return from the United States.

[Sir, at present, everyone has initially adapted to the life of eagle shooting and started their own journey. 】

The virtual test that Momin set up for the team was also a simulation, and at a time flow rate of 1:5, their eight hours per night were equivalent to two days and one night, and when they woke up, the time in the test would stop.

"Tune it out, I'll see." Mo Ming waved his big hand, and as soon as he flipped through the ancient books, he appeared on the palm of his hand, and when he opened the pages, a blue light flashed, and a huge light screen appeared on the wall of the hotel.

The first thing that appears is the endless wilderness, with the neighing of horses, where Qi Kangtai is wrestling with the men of the Temujin tribe.

Although he chose the fire ability, he couldn't grow at all without the corresponding exercises, and even the temperature didn't hurt anyone.

"Why did he choose to be here, he doesn't really want to follow Guo Jing, it's a question of whether he can get the cheats in that month." Mo Ming frowned and said disoptimisticly.

After all, Qi Kangtai is the most experienced and powerful of the people, Mo Ming is still more optimistic, and he once wanted him to become the captain of the team.

Seeing Qi Kangtai, who was talking and laughing with all the Mongolian men on the screen, Mo Ming was helpless for a while, "Forget it, replace the next one." ”

The picture changes, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, a patch of grass is covered, and the spring is full of joy, and the originally calm and serene picture hides a crisis, and the middle is full of devouring mires.

Tang Shuyi, who was thinly dressed, was kneeling on a big stone on the flat ground, her face was no longer ruddy and lustrous at the beginning, but extremely pale, and her lips were cracked.

It was evident that she had not eaten or drunk for a day and a night.

"Little girl, don't kneel here, come in." At this moment, the door of the small grass hut in the middle finally opened, and out of it came a woman dressed as a country girl.

But looking closely, the years don't seem to have carved too many traces on her face, and it can be seen from her figure that the woman is still charming.

She walked to Tang Shuyi's side in two or three steps, pulled her up and helped her into the grass hut.

Mo Ming nodded with satisfaction, it seems that the only woman in this group is quite smart, she chose the wind attribute, and also chose Aunt Ying, who is easier to attack and has the exercises in line with the exercises.

As long as you don't do it yourself, there should be no problem in being selected.

The picture turned again, and the desk was covered with a tablecloth embroidered with a golden dragon, and a golden dragon chair was placed behind the desk.

Green tables and green chairs, painted rafters carved beams, powdered plain colored marble floors, vermilion windows are finely carved, sandalwood incense tables, glazed painted screens, bamboo curtains, hollow carved rosewood tables and chairs, tea-like patterns are engraved on the tables and chairs, extremely luxurious.

A young man in a golden robe and dragon robe was sitting on it, and Zhong Wen was standing nervously, his back already wet with sweat.

Mo Ming shook his head slightly, it seemed that he wanted to rely on his talent to join the imperial court to find help.

This guy chooses the most idealistic, but he doesn't know how difficult it should be in practice, unless he is really extremely intelligent and confident, otherwise he doesn't know how to die.

With a wave of his hand, the screen changed again, blue sky and white clouds, looking around at the green pines, the sky was lush and gloomy; The five-fingered peak, the mountain is treacherous, rugged and steep.

Qiu Xiuzhen climbed the mountain with difficulty, but saw two men in black clothes jump out of the grass, pull out their sharp swords and stop him.

Qiu Xiuzhen hurriedly handed over two small pieces of silver, "Two heroes, I don't know where the Iron Palm Gang is, I'm looking for my brother and them." ”

The two of them were happy at first, and looked at Qiu Xiuzhen with a green light in their eyes, it seemed that he was a fat sheep who was easy to slaughter, and he didn't know which son of the nearby family secretly ran out.

"What's your brother's name, we are also from the Iron Palm Gang, maybe we can help you find it." One of them, a slightly bloated short man, said.

"My brother's name is Qiu Qianqi, and I wrote to him a few days ago, saying that I was coming to look for him." Qiu Xiuzhen said without blushing and heartbeat, as if it were taken for granted.

The two were stunned for a moment, then their faces changed, they glanced at each other, and put their swords back into their sheaths.

The short man hunched over and leaned over, hugging Qiu Xiuzhen with one hand, and squeezing all the fat on his face together.

"It turned out to be the younger brother of the helper, we have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, it's really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, how many crimes, please here, let's go and tell the helper."

The fat man stuffed the silver back and winked at his companion next to him.

Mo Ming looked at Qiu Xiuzhen, whose face did not change and still looked arrogant, he was really a little speechless, and he didn't know what to say.

Now it's the last picture, and it's also Mo Ming's favorite, Wang Wei.

The gloomy cave, the cold wind, Mo Ming nodded slightly, although Wang Wei chose the most difficult to find the secret book of telekinesis, but now it seems that this person is still relatively smart.

In the lower part of the Nine Yin Secret Book in Mei Chaofeng's hand, there is a kind of soul dementoring Dafa, maybe he can touch the bypass and cultivate the spirit.

Suddenly, before Mo Ming could speak, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

An old man in ragged clothes and gray hair, but with a glorious face, ran out and looked at Wang Wei in front of him with a smile.

"The old urchin has been locked up here for more than ten years, and now I finally see a living person again, come, you play with me."

"What?! Why did he choose here, is there anything about spiritual cultivation in the first part? Mo Ming's face twitched.

[Analysis does not contain any psychiatric content, and it is not possible to detect the subject's mental activity.] 】

Mo Ming rolled his eyes helplessly, closed the book, and put it back.

It's only the second day, so let's wait and see!

A sense of sleepiness struck, and Mo Ming's eyelids kept trembling, but he still didn't get through.

The next morning, this day, for some, is destined to be extraordinary.

"It's true! I feel so light. ”

"I can really control the fire!"

"It seems that it is better to gather the people together and take counseling."

"Brother, brother has a way to help you stand up, wait for me, soon!"

"How can we convince the ministers that both civil and military affairs are the royal road to development?"

Different voices rang out in the five families in Z City, with different wishes, their eyes lit up, and they picked up the quaint thread-bound book tightly.