After cultivating the gray true qi from the ink corpse, it was another seven days of hard work.

After passing through the vast grasslands, boundless deserts, rolling mountains, and even vast lakes, he enjoyed a lot of beautiful scenery.

Although there are demon beasts from time to time in the process, they are all thrilling, especially when crossing a lake by boat, a fish demon bigger than a carriage sprang out from the bottom of the water, which can speak and control the lake to attack, comparable to a monk in the Qi refining realm.

On this day, the group came to a valley shaped like a gourd, and when they saw that the sun was setting in the west and the sky was dark, they set up camp and made a fire to cook.

The night vigil patrols the surrounding work, and naturally there are people from the Wolf Warrior Mercenary Group to do it, although Mo Yan promised to help Yuan Fei escort the transportation of the goods, but it is impossible to do such a time-wasting thing as the vigil.

He also needed to step up his cultivation, completely consolidate the initial level of the Qi Refining Realm, and further improve his cultivation, because when he returned to the White Lotus Sect, he planned to conduct the core disciple assessment, and the stronger his own strength, the easier it would be to pass the assessment.

And he has a hunch that as soon as he returns, the world will most likely find him trouble.

After all, Zhou Feibai once threatened to deal with him in the demon abyss, but he came out, but Zhou Feibai and the others died inside, and even the lower spirit weapon dragon pattern golden bell was lost, which was not a trivial matter.

You must know that there are not many low-grade spiritual weapons in the entire White Lotus Sect, not to mention that the dragon pattern golden bell is still the magic weapon of the first true transmission of Bai Lingyun, and with this person's character, he will definitely investigate this matter to the end.

Although Mo Yan was confident, all the evidence had been annihilated in the demonic abyss, and no matter how Bai Lingyun checked, he couldn't find his head.

But if you insist on saying who is the murderer, then he has the biggest suspicion, even if Bai Lingyun has no evidence, he will definitely determine that he is the murderer, and then all kinds of conspiracies and tricks are rolling in, suppressing them openly and framing them secretly, and he can already imagine all kinds of means.

In this regard, he had to guard against it.

Sitting cross-legged in the tent, Mo Yan's eyes were closed, and he was completely immersed in cultivation.

According to the "Book of Death", he constantly put his true qi in his body, running along the eight veins of the Qi Jing for one week after another, and with each Zhou Tian, the true qi will be refined more refined, higher quality, and more powerful.

Moreover, every time these true qi run, when they pass through the sea of knowledge, they must be filtered by the black coffin to eliminate the impurities, leaving behind all the essence.

At his speed, it wouldn't be long before he was able to liquidate his true qi and enter the middle level of the Qi Refining Realm.

Bang!

Just when he had run his true qi for ninety-nine eighty-one weeks, showing the number of true returns, the death book exercise in his sea of consciousness shook suddenly, and he actually spat out a lot of black words, like tadpoles, swimming around in his sea of consciousness.

"Ghost Hell...... Soul devouring ghost slash, with the body of flesh and blood, gather the mana of ghosts and gods, and shake the soul of the enemy......"

"Ghost flashes, instant eruptions, shadow light, shuttles through time and space......"

"A hundred ghosts walk at night, command ten thousand ghosts, don't dare to disobey, the ghost country, the immortals are difficult to do......"

This is actually another advanced martial art, and it corresponds to the ghost hell of the eighteenth layer of hell, and the mysteries of the tricks are better than the hell of the Enma Demon.

Among them, there is a single attack Soul Devouring Ghost Slash, a body martial art ghost flash, and a range attack Hundred Ghosts Night Walk......

There are a total of three martial arts, corresponding to the three stages of the Qi Refining Realm.

In other words, the only thing that Mo Yan can perform now is the Soul Devouring Ghost Slash, and the other two martial arts can only be used one after another when he breaks through to the middle and high levels.

But even so, he still felt very satisfied.

Just imagine, others snatched the scalp for a human-level martial art, but as long as he cultivated to break through, a new martial art would automatically appear in his mind, and the grade was so high that it didn't seem to be under the heaven-level martial arts, and it might even be a legendary immortal-level martial art.

This is simply equivalent to having a big cheat, and I don't have to worry about martial arts anymore.

"Whew!"

Just when he was full of joy and wanted to try the power of the new martial arts, a wolf howl suddenly sounded not far from the valley, and when he raised his eyes, he could see that on a high mountain 10,000 meters away, there was a lone wolf howling at the moon, and time seemed to freeze at this moment, forming a picture of the wolf howling the moon.

"What's that?"

"Oops, there's a monster!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The mercenaries on guard on the periphery quickly reacted, and found that at some point, thousands of demon wolves appeared around the gourd-shaped valley, with two green eyes, like two ghost fires, staring at everyone without the slightest emotion.

"What's going on? Where did you get so many Howling Moon Demon Wolves?"

Mo Yan also stood up, distributed his true qi in his eyes, and immediately saw that in all directions of the camp where his group had set up, there were many Howling Moon Demon Wolves.

This is a second-level demon beast, with speed like wind, coming and going like electricity, and being able to absorb the power of the moon yin for its own use, which is very difficult.

"Quick, quickly connect the carriage end to end and put it in a circle, we rely on the geographical advantage, hold on to it, and wait until dawn, these howling moon demon wolves have lost the blessing of the power of the moon yin, and their strength is greatly reduced, we will rush out and defeat them!"

He Jun loudly commanded his subordinate mercenaries to take all kinds of defensive measures.

Seeing that he looked calm and composed, Mo Yan nodded secretly, feeling that this person could become the head of the regiment, but there were some real materials.

"Whew!"

Those Howling Moon Demon Wolves naturally wouldn't let the prey in front of them have enough time to prepare, and the demon wolf standing on the cliff at the moment raised his head to the sky and howled, and immediately rushed out from the slopes around the gourd-shaped valley, in the wasteland, and in the bushes, countless Howling Moon Demon Wolves rushed out and slaughtered the people who were protected by the carriage in the middle.

"Two by two, form a formation, help each other, and resist these beasts for me!"

He Jun roared, and pulled out a silver glittering spear from his backhand, this is a low-grade magic weapon bright silver spear, which is usually reluctant to use it, but at this time, he had to take it out and kill the Howling Moon Demon Wolf who came to attack.

He rushed to the back of a carriage single-handedly, the bright silver gun in his hand shook violently, and suddenly a little cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon, and a whistling moon demon wolf was killed, and the stinking mouth was pierced through the head before it was opened, and the brain was even more shattered by the huge gun force, and died on the spot.

"Hey!"

He Jun seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, and with a flick of his wrist, the Howling Moon Demon Wolf that he killed was thrown behind the carriage by him, and after dawn, he peeled off his fur and dug out the demon core, which was also a small amount of money.

"Captain He's strength is really extraordinary, and this pistol technique is really beautiful. Mo Yan's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth to praise.

"Where, where, compared to Mo Yan, it's far behind, don't dare to get an axe in the class, get an axe in the class, haha!"

He Jun laughed, but although he was extremely modest in his mouth, his face was full of pride, and he was obviously very satisfied with his marksmanship.

However, this person does have the capital of pride, just the stab just now, as fast as thunder and lightning, in one go, without dragging the mud and water, at first glance, it is a marksmanship who has been immersed in marksmanship for decades, and can only do it.

"Could it be that this person was a folk marksmanship master before he became a mercenary, and then he got an adventure by chance and stepped into the path of cultivation?"

Mo Yan secretly guessed in his heart, he knew that there were some folk martial arts masters, who were very powerful and extraordinary, but because they did not have martial arts skills, they could not cultivate.

After all, a sect similar to the White Lotus Sect only recruits young people under the age of fifteen with great potential, and adults have already missed the best cultivation age, even if they have talent before, but if they start cultivating now, there will be no big progress at all, so this kind of person, no matter which sect it is, will not be included.

However, there are no absolutes in everything, although these people can't enter the sect and can't get the cultivation exercises, but a few of them have a great opportunity, in some treacherous places, ancient ruins, and accidentally break into the cave of the predecessors, just like the ink dead, and then obtain the martial arts exercises, and then step into the palace of cultivation.