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Boom! There was a bang, and the spiritual power surged like a whirlpool! A cold and icy aura exploded from Wei Chu's body, sending Mo Luzhen flying out sideways and slamming heavily to the ground. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Chu held the Hanshan Sword in his hand, and the wide sword body was covered in white frost, and even the sand under his feet turned into condensed white frost!

He touched his throat, there was a faint red mark there, and he couldn't help but turn pale, if he hadn't used the spirit map in time just now, he would already be a dead man at this moment.

"You finally admit that you're not even a waste?", Mo Lu slowly stood up, a wisp of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

In his hand held a peculiar short knife nine inches long and one inch wide, shorter than the standard saber of an Imperial soldier, and longer than an ordinary dagger, with a blade like a crescent moon and a cold glow like snow.

"This is Bai Yue?", Wei Chu stared at the short knife in Mo Lu's hand, a greedy glint appeared in his eyes, "Lord Mad God's personal weapon falling into your hands is really a tyrannical thing!"

This short knife is named Bai Yue, and it was once the weapon of Luo Qing, the first strongest man in the Luolan Empire, and later fell into the hands of Mo Daxue.

A paper marriage contract - a marriage contract with Lin Caiyi.

A book - "Lingtu and Demon Armor".

A knife - White Moon.

This is the whole legacy that the old man left to Mo Lu.

"Do you think you can really kill me?", Mo Lu sneered, his face revealing a strong confidence. With a flip of his wrist, he raised Bai Yue flat, and the snowy blade pointed directly at Wei Chu.

At this moment, his momentum was not weaker than Wei Chu who used the spirit map!

"Come on!", Wei Chu pulled the sword body, and the Hanshan Sword emitted bursts of light, even if he was separated by more than ten steps, Mo Lu could feel a chill, and in an instant, even his hands and feet were a little stiff!

This is the ability of the Cold Mountain Sword - Frost Seal! Freeze the opponent's body with cold air and block the opponent's movements!

Fortunately, it was in the hot desert at this moment, and the power of the frost seal was greatly reduced, otherwise Mo Lu would have been frozen into an ice sculpture.

The spirit map is also divided into grades, divided into upper, middle, and lower three, Wei Chu's Hanshan Sword belongs to the high-grade spirit map, which is extremely rare among the cultivators of the early ink realm.

At this moment, he put away his contempt and urged the Hanshan Sword with all his might, treating Mo Lu as a real opponent.

However, Mo Lu suddenly turned around and ran, the momentum like a rainbow before suddenly disappeared, Wei Chu was stunned, Mo Lu had already rushed into the blood mist of the abyss of bones.

"Idiot!Who would be stupid enough to fight hard with the Spirit Diagram Master?If you have the ability, you can come in and chase me!", Mo Lu's voice came from the blood mist, Wei Chu trembled with anger, he finally understood that he had been tricked by this kid!

However, looking at the thick red mist in front of him, he gradually calmed down.

"This blood mist rots flesh and bones, even the spirit map master doesn't dare to enter easily, I think you can stay in it for how long?"

Wei Chu was reluctant to venture into the abyss of bones, there were too many terrible legends in it, Mo Lu would definitely not last long in the blood mist, he just had to wait here for the rabbit.

Mo Lu rushed into the blood mist, stumbled forward for hundreds of steps, and finally saw a cliff, which was extremely wide, and completely cut off Mo Lu's path.

The bottom of the cliff is bottomless, and the blood-colored mist turns into patches of bewitching crimson, which is the abyss of bones that makes people smell the color of the bone.

Even though it was the height of summer at the moment, there was still an incomparably cold aura coming from the abyss. Mo Lu didn't dare to go any further, sat down on the ground beside the abyss, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood with "wow".

When Wei Chu's spiritual power exploded just now, he was hit hard by the Hanshan Sword at close range, if it was an ordinary person, he would have been shocked to death on the spot, fortunately, Mo Lu was not an ordinary ordinary person.

There was still a red mist around him, and Mo Lu felt a little burning pain in his skin, and the blood mist had begun to affect his body.

With difficulty, he untied the cloth bag containing the ink stone from his waist, opened the bag, and the blue ink stones inside were emitting a faint light, and at this moment, the faint hope that he had to defeat Wei Chu and save his life was all on this bag of ink stone.

Mo Lu took out a round ink stone and placed it in front of him, then sat up straight, crossed his legs on the ground, and closed his eyes.

A moment later, an extremely weak spiritual power fluctuation emanated from Mo Lu's chest, and the round ink stone shook, and wisps of ethereal white gas floated out of the ink stone and slowly flew into Mo Lu's chest.

If a spirit map master sees this scene, he will be extremely shocked! This white qi is transformed by spiritual power, inhaling the spiritual energy contained in the ink stone into his chest, and then introducing it into the ink pool, this is the scene that every spirit map master will appear when cultivating with the ink stone!

That waste horse master who doesn't even have an ink pool and is considered by the whole world to be unable to cultivate, can actually cultivate?

In fact, since the age of ten, Mo Lu has discovered that he can absorb aura. It's just that he has never been able to build an inkpool.

This is a complete defy to common sense!

The cultivation of the Lingtu Master is divided into four steps, first, to build an ink pool. Second, absorb the aura into the ink pool, and third, use the ink pool as the furnace to refine the aura into spiritual ink. Fourth, when the spiritual ink in the ink pool is filled to overflow, it will be a matter of course, and the spiritual ink will be used to draw a spiritual map!

The ink pool is the foundation of cultivation, and without the ink pool, you can't sense spiritual power, let alone cultivate.

But Mo Lu is an outlier, he didn't build an ink pool, but he can absorb aura!

Since the age of ten, he has been cultivating every day, either absorbing those faint spiritual energy from heaven and earth, or swallowing it directly from the ink stone.

In the past seven years, these scattered and trickling auras have been enough to merge into a large river, enough to fill several ink pools.

However, since Mo Lu's body had never been able to build an ink pool, these spiritual qi were like countless pieces of rootless duckweed, which could only float in the meridians of his whole body.

But because of this, those aura that filled his body still made Mo Lu more powerful and faster than ordinary people, and he could also be more calm in the face of the coercion of the spirit mapper.

However, now these are no longer enough, and in the face of a spirit map master who uses all his strength, Mo Lu has no chance of winning.

Unless, after absorbing the aura of this bag of ink stones, he can create a miracle, build an ink pool in his body, and draw a spiritual map!

Mo Lu knew very well that Wei Chu must be guarding outside the blood mist at this moment. When he walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, he had already expected that Feng Zeng would definitely expel him from the city in order to tie up the Lin family, and then let Wei Chu take action.

Afterwards, he declared to the world that the horse master was expelled from the city because of his moral corruption and was killed by sand thieves in the desert.

However, although Mo Lu anticipated their calculations in advance, there was no way to stop them, as Wei Chu said, "Without strength, no matter how smart you are, it is useless"

Fortunately, Xiao Zhong sent him this bag of ink stones, which was the last glimmer of hope.

The round ink stone turned into a pile of powder, and the aura contained in it had been sucked dry by Mo Lu.

Then he took out another piece of inkstone and placed it in front of him, and a moment later, the inkstone turned into powder......

As the aura in the ink stone was absorbed by Mo Lu, there was still no movement in his body, and these aura were like drops of water flowing into the river, but they failed to set off the slightest wind and waves.

Mo Lu put his hand into the cloth bag again, and suddenly, his hand froze, and only the last ink stone remained. Mo Lu's expression changed slightly, and this ink stone was cold to the outside, and it seemed to be different from ordinary ink stones.

Mo Lu hurriedly took it out and looked at it carefully, only to see that the shape of this ink stone seemed to be square and round, the stone shape was irregular, the stone surface was as green as jade, and it was extremely cold to start.

Mo Lu's hands trembled slightly, and he hurriedly took out the book "Lingtu and Demon Armor" from his arms, and turned to the page with the title "Detailed Explanation of the Ten Great Ink Stones", which had a sentence about the appearance of Leng Cuishi:

"The shape is like a square and a circle, the stone surface is cold, and the green is like jade, hence the name"

Mo Lu's heart was racing, he remembered that Wei Chu had said that "Leng Cuishi was stolen" when he entered Gatehouse City, and at that time he only thought that it was an excuse for Wei Chu to want to swallow the ink stone privately, but now it seems that the Leng Cuishi that was stored in Shangjing City was really stolen by someone?

Could it be that the ink stone in his hand is the famous cold emerald stone?

Leng Cuishi can "turn stones into gold", and can build an ink pool in the body of an ordinary person, that is to say, even a mediocre talent who has no cultivation talent can be directly promoted to a spirit map master!

"Hahaha! Wei Chu, Feng Zeng, Lin family, when I become a spirit mapper, I will definitely settle those accounts with you in the past."

Mo Lu was ecstatic when he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his palm, only to see that the cold emerald stone in his hand had turned into powder!

The powder was like a living thing, and it went straight into Mo Lu's body from the palm of his hand!

"How could this be!", Mo Lu yelled in pain, he hadn't yet run and absorbed, how could Leng Cuishi enter his body on its own?

What's even more terrifying is that a huge lump bulged on his arm, like a meat ball, and this "meat ball" is still moving quickly on Mo Lu's body, from his arms to his back, to his legs and feet, and finally frozen in his chest!

Mo Lu felt as if his whole body had been torn apart, and he couldn't even scream, so he could only fall to the sand, letting the powder made of Leng Cuihua rage in his chest.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, his mind gradually blurred, and before he passed out completely, he suddenly clearly felt that the rootless aura floating in his meridians like duckweed was all gathered in his chest, and in a trance, he seemed to see a lake......

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