13 Although this floating dust sword looks tattered and rusty, it does not fly at a bad speed, and it is many times faster than the floating dust used by the unlucky Dao man before.

"Haha, I also have a fairy sword, I see who else says that I fly slowly." The unlucky man shouted with joy.

After returning to his cave mansion, Mo Fan finally had time to check the exercises of Mount Emei.

This is a manuscript, which can only be used by Emei disciples to practice to the Yuan Infant Stage, and the method of operating spiritual power in it is very different from the Little Five Elements Formula, but in general, it is worse than the Little Five Elements Formula.

Of course, Mo Fan would not cultivate this exercise, he just absorbed the parts that were useful to him.

Like some introductions about the joint fencing formation, formation prohibition and the like, Mo Fan also took a closer look.

As for the robe that was issued to withstand the attacks of the Jindan period monks, Mo Fan saw that the workmanship was quite fine, so he put it on his body.

Defensive things are as good as possible, and Mo Fan still cherishes his little life.

"By the way, machine spirit, come out quickly!" Mo Fan suddenly remembered the machine spirit he had obtained inexplicably, and the machine spirit said that he had the strength of an A-level machine spirit, but it didn't seem to be of much use.

Mo Fan took out the Wood Spirit Ruler, and the light on the Wood Spirit Ruler immediately flashed.

"Master, is there something wrong?" The Wood Spirit Ruler sent out an idea, but the Machine Spirit did not appear.

"Why didn't you come out?" Mo Fan asked.

"Master, as long as the machine spirit and the magic weapon are fused, unless the magic weapon reaches the top level, we can't leave the magic weapon." The Machine Spirit explained.

"Oh, that's right." Mo Fan showed a clear expression, and then asked solemnly: "Why did I feel that the power of the Wood Spirit Ruler hadn't improved much when I used the Wood Spirit Ruler before, and did you not contribute to your efforts?" ”

"Wronged! Master, with the new magic weapon deposited, I immediately fell into a deep sleep and recovered myself, so I had no idea what was happening during that time. If I knew that you were fighting with someone else, I would definitely spend 12 points of my strength to help my master! The Mu Ling ruler kept swinging, showing loyalty.

"What, why didn't you tell me about this?" Mo Fan didn't know that the machine spirit would fall asleep at all.

"Master, don't blame me! You've been keeping me in storage, I can't tell you! ”

"Uh, this!" Mo Fan thought for a while, as if this was indeed his responsibility, "Then don't give me the chain in the future." ”

"Don't worry, master, now that I'm almost recovered, I won't fall asleep again until I meet a better storage magic weapon."

"Alright! So how strong can you play now? "Mo Fan is most concerned about the power of the Wood Spirit Ruler.

"If the master supplies spiritual power with all his might, it will be easy to exert the attack power of an A-rank weapon." The machine spirit said proudly, "The main thing is that the material of this magic weapon is too poor, and if it is used excessively, it will be broken, and then I will have to become a machine spirit with nowhere to stay." ”

Mo Fan drove the Wood Spirit Ruler to attack the wall, and the mountain immediately shook violently, almost collapsing, and he hurriedly stopped.

"Well, yes, yes, raise soldiers for a thousand days, use soldiers for a while, and now you are my killer weapon." Mo Fan was very satisfied with its power, and now this wooden ruler had become his most powerful attack ability.

Putting away the wooden spirit ruler, Mo Fan began to meditate and practice.

"Youquan's strength is terrifying after having a blood cave, and my current strength can only be cannon fodder, or working hard to improve my strength is the king."

Mo Fan's consciousness was concentrated, he looked inwardly at his body, and kept refining the aura in the blood acupoint.

Since Mo Fan saw that this spiritual power was very rich before, he greedily absorbed a little more, but who knew that now refining one percent took Mo Fan two hours. After isolating the violent evil qi, a large stream of essence spiritual power poured into Mo Fan's dantian, this spiritual power was too pure, worthy of him meditating and cultivating in the cultivation pavilion for two or three days.

However, the evil qi that was isolated did not disappear, they surrounded Mo Fan, and the evil qi generated by Mo Fan's killing of tens of thousands of soldiers was superimposed.

Although the refining was very slow, Mo Fan was still quite happy, because every time he refined a little, he could get a stream of pure aura. Moreover, Mo Fan's divine sense is strong, and under careful control, the possibility of entering the demon is very small.

In the past three days, Mo Fan had already refined thirty percent of the blood acupoint spiritual energy in his body, and he felt that as long as he finished refining these spiritual powers, he would definitely be able to reach the requirements of the middle stage of the advanced golden pill.

However, at this time, he suddenly received a transmission note from Duan Lei's chief manager, and asked them to rush to the main hall of Mount Emei immediately.

When Mo Fan came to the entrance of the cave, he found that a large number of people were rushing to Mount Emei in the sky, and it was obvious that they had received the same order.

Mo Fan sacrificed a five-element sword and flew straight towards the main peak of Mount Emei.

When I came to the cave, it was overcrowded, not only the people of Mount Emei, but also many monks of Mount Wutai.

"Senior Brother Ling Tian, here!" The unlucky Daoist shouted at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan walked towards him and sat down beside him.

"What is this for? Do you know? Mo Fan asked him.

"It seems that I want to discuss something with those bald donkeys in Wutai Mountain!" After the lesson last time, the unlucky Taoist learned wisely this time, and used the art of sound transmission.

"It seems that we are discussing the matter of the hidden spring!"

Mo Fan carefully observed the center of the field to see what they were going to do.

There are two people sitting opposite each other at the moment, one is the head of Mount Emei, Baimei Daoist, and the other is the host of Mount Wutai.

He was dressed in a golden robe with a very large collar that enveloped his entire head, making him feel like he was wearing a crown.

The Venerable Master's mana worked, and he sacrificed a transparent disc that rotated and expanded, and then he placed it on the ground.

Then Bai Mei sacrificed a dead wood root, wrapped it with spiritual power and placed it on the disc.

The roots of the dead wood changed rapidly, and the dry body immediately became full, and the dead wood began to grow rapidly, using the disc as a nutrient, and in the blink of an eye, several branches grew, and at the top of the branches, lotus flowers grew. A total of eight pink lotus flowers swayed from each other, revealing abundant spiritual power.

"Although the nine lotus flowers in Mount Emei can't bloom together, the spiritual power here is still very strong." Seeing this, Master Zunsheng nodded in satisfaction.

The function of this lotus flower is actually to detect the spiritual power of the mountain.

Then, Master Zunsheng sighed and said, "Since you sent someone to inform us of Wutai Mountain, I immediately asked the disciples to engrave the scriptures all over the mountain, but I still can't keep the spiritual energy leaking out. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange state suddenly appeared, and one of the eight spiritual power lotus flowers dancing in the wind suddenly withered, and the spiritual flower immediately drifted away and turned into a large amount of spiritual power powder.

"The spiritual flower has begun to wither, the spiritual energy of Mount Emei has been sucked away, and the spiritual power in our body will also be depleted because it cannot be replenished." The white-eyed Daoist said in a low voice, "The righteous path is declining, the demon path is strong, if you want to have full confidence against the blood demon, in addition to the Heavenly Thunder Twin Swords, you also need other weapons to cooperate." ”

"In the end, can the power of the Heavenly Thunder Twin Swords fight against the Youquan Blood Demon?" Master Zun Sheng looked a little agitated and asked loudly.

"The two swords of heaven and thunder must be combined to exert the greatest power, but unfortunately, they can't be combined yet." The white-eyed Taoist looked a little helpless.

Bai Mei stared at Li Yingqi and Changkong Wuji, and said solemnly: "We want to promote the combination of the two swords of heaven and thunder before these eight spirit flowers all wither." ”

"The two swords of heaven and thunder, one female and one male, can complement each other, and can be restrained from each other, when they are combined, they care about the spirit rhino, as long as there is a slight gap, both of them will be on fire**, and both of them will be destroyed." Bai Mei nodded.

"Thank you, Master, for the point." Li Yingqi and Changkong Wuji saluted.

"This matter is related to the lifeblood of Shushan, and this time it is up to Mount Emei to raise the banner. Although the disciples of Wutai Mountain have strong skills, our monks have always lived the world with benevolence, and rarely learn the art of killing, so I am afraid that we will not contribute much in the great war! Master Zunsheng stood up and bowed.

"Master Zunsheng devotes himself to cultivation, wholeheartedly to the Tao, and does not practice offensive and defensive spells, we all know it. Today, if you have an old friend, your heart to resist the enemy is enough, and it doesn't matter how big or small your contribution is. The white-eyed Taoist got up and saluted back.

"It turns out that those bald donkeys are all useless guys, but there are so many disciples of the Jindan stage cultivation among them, and the entire mountain gate doesn't learn the spell of attack." The unlucky Daoist seemed to have discovered something surprising, and hurriedly communicated with Mo Fan.

"No wonder they have so many Jindan stage disciples. They all concentrate on practicing one exercise, and do not distract themselves from practicing the rest of the attack spells, and their cultivation will naturally rise sharply. Mo Fan nodded, he understood why those disciples were so nervous when he landed on Wutai Mountain, it turned out that they only had cultivation, no offensive and defensive spells.

Bai Mei bid farewell to the group of the Five Elements Mountain, sat back in the middle of the Bagua Array, and said to the disciples of Emei:

"Now the strength of our Mountain Sect disciples is too weak, so we have to find a way to improve our strength before the big war comes, and it just so happens that the space-time tunnel that opens once every five hundred years is about to be opened, which is just right for some disciples to experience it."

"Master, are you talking about the No. 1 Secret Land of Shu Mountain, the Wind Realm?" Duan Lei asked, he had only heard of this place, but he didn't have a chance to go in.

"That's right, this place is what makes us so successful. The various factions in Shushan have been passed down from generation to generation, and every five hundred years, each sect will organize people to go in and explore, and there are countless kinds of elixirs in it, and there are a large number of inheritances of predecessors, which can be described as countless opportunities. ”

Bai Mei fell into memories as he spoke, he recalled the scene when he entered that place, and recalled those kind brothers and sisters, but unfortunately everything is now different.

"Elixir? Doesn't that mean I can use this to break through quickly! Mo Fan was extremely excited in his heart.