"Chen'er, when you hear Wei Niang's voice, it means that you are in a lot of trouble, because the confinement in the jade pendant can only be opened at a time of crisis, when it sucks up your essence and blood. The woman's voice was light and unwavering, but full of strong maternal love.

"If Wei Niang didn't guess wrong, the current dust hasn't awakened the natal Yuan Force, right? Actually, it's not that you didn't inherit the Yuan Power of me and my father, but because of my mother's reluctance to let you step into the cruel cultivation realm of the weak and the strong. Therefore, the water element of your life is locked in this jade pendant. Since you have finally fallen into this troubled world, then create a world! But you must always remember that with the power of the Five Elements, you must not easily expose your talent, remember ......"

Perhaps because the voice had been stored in the jade pendant for too long, the woman's words seemed to be finished before the red illusion was washed away by the torrential rain and disappeared.

"Mother......

At the same time as the woman's face disappeared, Zhang Mochen suddenly woke up and shouted with a frown.

Although he has been in a coma, the voice full of maternal love in his ears is lingering, and after eagerly looking around, Zhang Mochen's eyes that are expecting surprise gradually become lost. Everything looked like an illusion again.

"Mother, I miss you so much!"

Zhang Mochen mourned in a low voice, the tip of his nose was sour, and tears poured out of his eyes uncontrollably, blending into the pouring rain, and sliding down from that sad face.

Subconsciously held the jade pendant, which had already recovered to white, in his hand, as if holding his mother's hand, and the pain in his heart quietly calmed down.

Suddenly, there was a coldness in his hand, and when he looked down, the jade pendant was like an ice cube, gradually melting, and the milky white liquid was not washed away by the torrential rain, but silently seeped into the palm of his hand.

"What's going on?" Seeing that the only memorial left by his mother was slowly disappearing, Zhang Mochen's heart suddenly panicked, no matter how he protected it, the jade pendant was still slowly melting.

A moment later, under Zhang Mochen's anxious gaze, the jade pendant finally disappeared completely.

As the last trace of liquid submerged into the skin, the pale face that had been washed away by the torrential rain suddenly turned red.

"Ah......h

The sudden Peng Pai energy from his body made Zhang Mochen's eyes blood-red, and a heart-rending roar came out of his mouth.

The energy became more and more manic, as if it was about to completely break through Zhang Mochen's body, and on the skin that began to slowly crack, the spider-web-like blood threads had begun to stretch.

"Shhh

Moments later, the already tattered clothes were completely shattered, and the fragments of the clothes flew into the air. The relentless rainstorm directly hit the thin body, the blood-red pupils, the miserable white lips, and the wounds all over the body, making Zhang Mochen look extremely hideous!

The sudden change made Zhang Mochen frightened in his heart, and he desperately urged the Yuan Force of the Heavenly Spirit to suppress the riotous energy of the physical energy. However, the Yuan Force of the Heavenly Spirit Department not only did not carry out the order, but passed bit by bit, and after a while, it disappeared cleanly.

Although he was in great pain, and on the surface it looked like he was in a demon, but behind the pair of blood pupils, Zhang Mochen always maintained a clear mind.

The cracks on his skin were a little bigger, Zhang Mochen gasped, and the sharp pain of the tearing made his thin body tremble violently under the heavy rain in the night, but the delicate face that was extremely painful was still as solid as a rock.

Manic energy is like a wild horse that has escaped, rampaging through Zhang Mochen's physical energy, and everywhere it passes, the meridians seem to be swollen and cracked.

A bolt of lightning suddenly fell, and Zhang Mochen finally fainted, however, the fall of his body did not mean that this torture was over, because his divine consciousness not only did not fall unconscious, but directly entered the wonder space.

In the airspace of the wonder, Zhang Mochen grinned, and the pain did not seem to be alleviated a little. After all, he is a stubborn donkey, and the more heartbreaking he is, the more determined the tenacity on his face becomes.

"Damn, no matter what you are, you have to listen to me in my body, be honest with me......" Zhang Mochen gritted his teeth and scolded fiercely.

The violent energy did not subside because of Zhang Mochen's ruthlessness, just like a naughty and disobedient child, the more troublesome he became. At this time, the Gate of Heavenly Dao was still standing quietly, as if gloating over everything in front of him.

Finally, he couldn't control it, and that violent energy was about to break through Zhang Mochen's body and burst out in the next second.

"Is this the end?" Zhang Mochen sighed, although he was unwilling in his heart, he still gave up useless resistance, and let the violent energy ravage himself wildly.

Suddenly, a happy smile appeared on his face like ashes, "Dad, mother, Chen'er will see you soon!"

Maybe it was the extreme pain, and the heart-rending pain disappeared suddenly, but Zhang Mochen did not relax because of this, but closed his eyes tiredly, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and slowly fell.

However, in the airspace of the wonder, there was no calm because of the boy's fall, and after a while, the violent energy was like a flood that discharged the floodgates, surging out from Zhang Mochen's eyebrows, and the end of the direction was not anywhere else, it was the gate of the heavenly path that gloated.

Seeing the surging white energy slamming in, the gate of the Heavenly Dao was no longer high up when facing Zhang Mochen at this time, but became a master who ate soft and feared hard, and when the white energy just touched the façade, it opened up, not even a short resistance.

After the white energy rushed open the gate of the Heavenly Dao, it was submerged into Zhang Mochen's body again, but when the white color just disappeared from the center of the eyebrows, the colorful surging aura poured out from the other side of the gate of the Heavenly Dao, rushing towards Zhang Mochen, as if guided by the white energy, it went straight to the center of the eyebrows.

A few minutes later, the source dried up, and there was no longer any breath gushing out of the Heavenly Dao Gate, and as the last of the colorful breaths merged into the center of the eyebrows, this wonder airspace finally quieted down.

The cracks on the body closed little by little, and the miserable white lips gradually had polished, and while the body surface was recovering, there was no trace of Yuan Force in the Heavenly Spirit except for the purple electric pattern, which seemed empty. But in Zhang Mochen's dantian, a colorful bead was slowly rotating. If you look closely, there are yellow, gray, white, green, and red!

It rained all night, and the first rays of sunlight in the morning arrived as scheduled, and the bottom of the Wuji Cliff looked particularly fresh after being washed by the rain.

A lark flew around the air a few times, and then landed on a stone next to the boy, chirping non-stop.

Awakened by the crisp birdsong, after a few rapid coughs, the stiff body like a corpse finally opened an eye slit with difficulty.

The clouds and mist above his head changed from a thin strip to a thick patch, and Zhang Mochen supported the ground with his hands, wanting to sit up.

Suddenly, the solemn expression squeezed out a trace of surprise, and the body was not as sore and heavy as imagined, but extremely relaxed.

Feeling the abundant energy, Zhang Mochen checked himself suspiciously, not to mention the wound on the skin, but there was not even a bruise. Not only that, but as his fists clenched, the sound of rattling bones made him feel that his physique had also undergone earth-shaking changes. This made him even more confused.

"What's going on?" Zhang Mochen clearly remembered the heart-rending before fainting, and thought that his life would rest here, but now not only is he not dead, but he is as good as ever.

"That energy?" With a self-question, Zhang Mochen began to feel the situation in his body, and suddenly frowned slightly, and his heart sank, "Why is there no Heavenly Spirit's Yuan Power?"

In the next second, Zhang Mochen urged his mind, but there was still no trace of Yuan Force pouring in from the Heavenly Spirit.

"It's over!" Zhang Mochen scolded in his heart.

Although those yuan forces do not belong to themselves after all, they are life-saving cards, and now feeling the empty heavenly spirit, Zhang Mochen's heart is solemn for a moment, and he is all lost. Losing his temporary Yuan Force, he turned back into an ordinary person!

Seeing that the Heavenly Spirit Department could no longer absorb the Yuan Force of the space, Zhang Mochen's eyes became a little dull, but when he was about to turn off his spiritual perception, a puzzle sounded from his mouth again.

"Well, what is this?"

A thumb-sized multicolored bead slowly rotated in the dantian, although it was not big, Zhang Mochen could feel the vigorous yuan power contained in the bead.

Zhang Mochen tried to communicate with his mind, and in the next second, his delicate face was completely occupied by ecstasy, because the colorful beads were constantly changing with Zhang Mochen's divine sense commands, yellow, white, gray, green, red, moving at will.

"Is this ......" Although he really felt the existence of the colorful beads in the dantian and could control it through his thoughts, Zhang Mochen still couldn't believe it in his heart, he must have made this contrast a bit unreasonable.

In order to make sure that he was not dreaming, Zhang Mochen once again urged the colorful beads, and as the aura of qi and arrogance gradually diffused around his body, the last trace of doubt in his heart finally dissipated.

Zhang Mochen stood up slowly, his eyes sank, he raised his arm, and slapped his palm at the cliff in the distance, and the colorful beads in the dantian instantly turned into pure yellow beads.

After the yellow air flow broke away from the palm, it gradually condensed into a dragon shape in the air, and the dragon shadow was so lifelike that you could even see slender dragon whiskers fluttering in the wind.

A moment later, with an explosion that resounded at the bottom of the cliff, the dragon's head disappeared out of thin air, and on the cliff, a huge depression accompanied by the flying collapse of the gravel suddenly appeared in Zhang Mochen's field of vision.

Without any stop, Zhang Mochen's right foot twisted, his body rotated with force, his right palm was withdrawn, his left palm was slapped out, and dozens of Yuan Force airflow swished out with a light shout, the shape of the airflow was not big, but it was really like dragon scales, rainstorm pear blossoms, overwhelming.

Dozens of Yuan Qi were still tearing the air, Zhang Mochen's body moved again, his wrists were close together, his palms were spread out, his toes were a little forward, and his body jumped backwards with his strength, and at the same time, a yellow shield appeared in place out of thin air, looking as solid as a rock.

Performing all the three moves of the dragon's wild dance in one breath, Zhang Mochen took a long breath, and between his eyebrows, the joy finally couldn't be concealed and revealed. As Zhang Mochen withdrew, the yellow beads turned back into colorful beads again, and the breath contained in them was still vigorous and full, making the corners of Zhang Mochen's mouth rise a few points again.