Wei Mo knew that he had a hole card, and that was the spiritual vein. And then there's the heavy book.

After the accident, the martial veins were damaged, the spiritual veins were clouded and mist, and the book was quietly hidden, as if it had never existed.

Although the martial vein is destroyed, the spiritual vein is still there. Even if it is covered with dust, sooner or later there will be a day when it will see the light of day again. As for the book, Wei Mo was skeptical. It was because of this that he successfully shaped the martial arts vein and stepped into the door of martial arts. Now, will the same scene be repeated?

He was looking forward to it in his heart, and he didn't stop for a moment, never sleeping, searching and sensing the spiritual veins.

Wei Mo's eyes were closed, and a layer of sweat on his forehead had already frozen, freezing a strand of messy hair on his forehead.

In front of the misty spiritual vein, there was always a layer of pale blue light, but it seemed to be frozen and condensed. The same is true for the '8' loop.

The feeling of agility when he had broken through in a row before was almost completely impossible for Wei Mo to find now. However, he could still feel the aura of heaven and earth lingering around him.

Calm and persistence are the only two things he can do at present.

Someone hurt Uncle Zhong and hurt him, and someone was bullying Qin'er and coveting Qin'er. He wants to get it back!

The candlelight had been extinguished, Qin'er and Uncle Zhong had already slept, and a red light suddenly lit up in the dark shed.

A blinding red light burst out from Wei Mo's chest, like a brilliant spark. He only felt a burning pain in his chest, and Hou heard a long sigh.

He was sure he had heard him right.

"Who?" said Wei Mo.

This sigh had already appeared when he broke through the last time. At that time, he was immersed in the joy of the breakthrough, thinking that he was hallucinating, so he did not delve into it.

"I am your ancestor!" said the other party.

The voice sounds young and lazy.

Wei Mo was furious: "I am your ancestor!

"Hmph!" the voice said, "I don't even bother to look at you, the mud can't hold up the wall, and this little can't survive." It's been a few days now, have you grown a little bit, and you've wasted your Lingwu Twin Veins!"

looks like he hates iron but not steel, and his tone is very disdainful.

Wei Mo is in a very complicated mood now, at such a young age, he has gone through twists and turns, especially recently, the ups and downs of joy and sorrow, and the gap is too big.

Now that I am being scolded like this again, my mood is becoming more and more gloomy. The little hope that I had held on to it almost disappeared because of this.

However, the other party seemed to be able to understand his thoughts: "What, I can't scold? The psychology is so fragile, like a little girl, I think it's useless!"

actually sneered twice.

Wei Mo was almost so angry that he had never been humiliated like this!

"I'm sorry, I'm so unproductive. But it's not promising, it's not like some people, hiding their heads and showing their tails, isn't it interesting?" Wei Mo said.

"Uh-huh~ Very interesting. The other party replied matter-of-factly, "But it doesn't make any sense to quarrel with me now." You have won me a hundred times, and your fate will not change in the future. Instead of trying to ridicule me, why don't you ask me why you came to you!"

After saying that, he said to himself, "Hey, I really eat too much salt, and I'm very nosy! ”

Wei Mo listened carefully, and the voice came from the void deep within his body, which seemed distant and close at hand, ethereal and unpredictable.

"Do you want to regain your previous strength, or even become stronger? How about making a bet with me?" the other party dug a hole for Wei Mo in a serious manner.

Wei Mo knew that this was a pit, but after calming down and thinking for a moment, he was curious: "Tell me about it!"