Chapter 107: Dried Fish
This stinking scruffy cave had made Wemo's brain lose the ability to think.
The return of the Phantom Rock Python has made the smell here dozens of times stronger.
"I~#¥%, the little python doesn't stink so much, this old monster is too disgusting. Vermo complained, waiting for an opportunity to check his surroundings and find an escape exit.
He felt that according to the way the little python cared for him, he probably wouldn't live for an hour. Don't believe it, look at the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python, his eyes are getting hotter and hotter, and his emotions are getting more and more excited!
This look made Wei Mo feel like he was a piece of fresh meat on the board, or the steaming kind.
The little python shook its head and shook its tail again and said something to the Phantom Rock Python with great interest, and then the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python lowered its head and stared at Wei Mo deeply.
"What?" Wei Mo looked at it warily, his hands around his chest and shivering, in fact thinking about how to escape.
But damn it, this cave is not high, and it is gourd-shaped all around, and there is nowhere to climb, and the worst thing is that the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python is definitely faster than him.
Swish!
The Phantom Rock Ancestor Python Xinzi reached out and licked Wei Mo all over. The wet and sticky saliva almost made Wei Mo choke and vomit. Wei Mo didn't understand what it wanted to do, and looked at each other suspiciously.
Suddenly, the letter was as straight and tough as a harpoon, and gently pressed against his throat, and then stabbed him fiercely. A cone pain came, and blood bubbled out.
"!!" Cold sweat broke out on Wei Mo's forehead, these Phantom Rock Ancestor Pythons were really changeable, and they couldn't figure out what they were going to do. Suddenly, the python ran up to him and danced happily to him.
This time Wei Mo saw it, isn't this the action that the little python often does when he cultivates the spirit technique? Could it be that Wei Mo had an idea, and seemed to understand something.
He rolled his eyes at the little python, smiled at the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python Mimi, and gently pushed away the cold and sticky letter with his fingers: "You wait a minute." ”
The Phantom Rock Ancestor Python raised and stared down at him. Wei Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, his arms turned, and the shadow of his palm beside him was swirling, and he followed the seal and pinched up, and began to practice spiritual magic.
I have to say that the spiritual energy in this cave is abundant, and the spiritual energy condensed here is three or five times as much as that of the outside, and the cultivation is simply twice the result with half the effort.
By Wei Mo's side, the stars soon shone brightly. The rich spiritual energy penetrated into his internal organs, and under the action of the spiritual veins, it was transformed into spiritual power surging like a spring. Through the '8' character loop, a part of it poured into the martial veins to form a mysterious force.
At first, he was careful to observe the Phantom Rock Ancestral Python. The other person's gaze has become a little psychedelic and no longer cold or hot. He found that the Phantom Rock Ancestral Python was bathed in brilliant starlight, and gradually indulged in it like the little python.
"I see~" Wei Mo felt more at ease.
The Phantom Rock Ancestor Python, like the little python, likes to absorb the spiritual power generated during his cultivation. It's easy to say, at least for a while this guy won't kill or eat him.
Wei Mo felt a little relieved and began to concentrate on indulging in cultivation. Spiritual power roared, shuttling through his limbs, infiltrating his internal organs, and gradually increasing the strength of his body.
From childhood to adulthood, Wei Mo's knowledge of martial arts cultivation was all obtained from Wei Zhong. He had never heard that martial cultivators had only heard of the daily cultivation of martial cultivators, focusing on the tempering and building of the physical body, while spiritual cultivators had paid more attention to the inside. But she didn't expect that her spiritual and martial veins would actually complement each other.
The spiritual power gradually became abundant, and Wei Mo was like a fish swimming in the sea. Suddenly, the sea turned into a violent wind, forming a huge whirlpool. So he, a little fish, became displaced. The whirlpool sucked out the spiritual power he had cultivated frantically, and Wei Mo felt like he was about to turn into a dried fish.
He knew that this was the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python sucking his spiritual power. Wei Mo had a black line in his head: "Suck it, suck it, it's so crazy, don't you have to suck me in?"
He secretly opened his eyes and saw that the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python's eyes were slightly closed, and most of its huge body was hidden in the shadows, and the exposed part was swaying like a small python.
The spiritual power transformed into a torrent of starlight, constantly drilling through its two nostrils. Next to it, the little python also looked similar, intoxicated. It's just obvious that the little python is desperately competing with the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python for 'food', and it looks a little difficult, after all, it's still young.
It seemed that he didn't feel that Wei Mo should be sucked into a small dried fish, and the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python quickly ended the smoking process. It swayed slowly and turned away.
Suddenly, Wei Mo felt a lot more relaxed, as if he had been brought out of the river, drenched in sweat. Plop and fall to the ground.
Too tired and sleepy, he fell asleep, and when he slept, his chest began to glow red again. When Wei Mo woke up, he was shocked to find that there was actually a bloody four-horned demon sheep beside him. This is a second-order demonic beast with two rows of blood holes on its body, and it was only later that Wei Mo figured out that it was bitten to death by the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python.
Staring at the corpse of the four-horned demon sheep, Wei Mo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that this was his food!
So he exhaled, drilled wood to make fire, peeled and barbecued on the spot, although there were no condiments, Wei Mo also ate sweetly.
From then on, every time Wei Mo cultivated, the Phantom Rock Ancestor Python had to stay on the sidelines, sucking spiritual power. Afterwards, it will bring a variety of food to Vemo. Sometimes it's a spirit fruit, sometimes it's a demonic beast corpse, in short, you can't let Wei Mo go hungry.
With these foods, coupled with the abundant heaven and earth aura in the cave, although Wei Mo's spiritual power was sucked away by the two pythons every time he cultivated, his spiritual veins were much stronger. The two elixirs were suspended next to the spirit veins, as if the moon was guarding the sun, and they were much brighter and brighter than before. Wei Mo could feel that his strength was improving in great strides.
Occasionally, when he wasn't practicing Psitronics, Wei Mo would practice Fist of Stone over and over again. This lowest-level martial art has been perfected by him.
Gradually, the martial veins and spiritual veins were full, and the brand-new Xuandan and Lingdan were rapidly condensing, and they were about to break out.
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In the dark and damp dungeon, snakes, insects, rats and ants roam the dark corners.
Lin Tianlong stood on the steps leading to the dungeon and looked up at the bright sunshine. Behind him was a group of Lin family disciples, majestic.
In contrast, the Wei family's mansion, which is a few miles away, is in a depression. Even in Lin Tianlong's heart, it was simply full of corpses.
In his memory, a few days ago, the Lin family swept into the Wei Mansion, which was simply a person blocking and killing, and a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha. The resistance they encountered was nothing to mention. Soon, the Wei Mansion was bleeding, and then the mansion was burned to the ground.
Wei Tianyang was met by Lin Tianlong when he tried to burn the Spirit Grass Field, and the two sides fought. Unexpectedly, Wei Tianyang, who was known as the genius of Qinghua City in the past, is now so vulnerable.
"You're just going to kill me, why waste the Spirit Grass Field?" Wei Tianyang said to him as he fell to the ground, clutching his chest and vomiting blood.
This reminded Lin Tianlong, yes, although Lingcaotian belonged to the Wei family, it was a fortune after all. If it is burned, it is better to take it for yourself.
Thinking of this, Lin Tianlong had a victorious smile on his face. He waved his hand and ordered, "Let's go, let's go meet Patriarch Wei~"