The heat flow in the meridians made Xiang Mo feel like he was being eaten by countless fiery ants.

Little by little, his consciousness collapsed, and he fell into a hallucination.

"Haha, Xiang Mo, I didn't expect you to have today!"

Xiang Tantu suddenly appeared in front of him, opened his mouth and sneered:

"I know, although you killed me, you will come to hell with me sooner or later, that is your destination, come on, Xiang Mo, stop struggling, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless!"

As soon as his words fell, a delicate woman flashed on the side, it was Xiang Li, and she shouted anxiously:

"Xiang Mo, hold on, don't listen to him, I believe you can, remember the day when you and I wanted to meet, you persevered so hard in cultivation, and now you will definitely be able to!"

"Hmph, don't listen to what this stinky girl says, the heavens have already sentenced you to death, hurry up and go back to hell together, that's where you should stay! And you, a dead girl, don't even give me face, get out of the way!"

Xiang Shi came out, pushed Xiang Plough away, and viciously faced Mo Dao,

"Little Mozi, are you okay!"

There was another crisp female voice who replied, but it was Xiang Ling'er who disappeared into Xiang's house.

Xiang Ling'er obviously couldn't bear to see Xiang Mo suffer again, and pleaded:

"Little Mozi, don't torture yourself like this, okay? We just need to be together, we don't have to think about revenge, we don't have to think about immortals, everything doesn't exist, as long as we can live well, everything will be there!"

Another discordant voice interrupted her:

"Hmph, I still want to live a good life, let me tell you, Xiang Mo, you offended the Xiang family and killed us, my father will definitely catch you and break you into pieces!"

Xiang Zhibing said viciously with half of his face.

One person after another appeared in his consciousness, constantly saying good or bad things to himself, chaotic, like mosquitoes disturbing his mind.

Xiang Mo felt that his head was about to explode.

He was covered in sweat, his clothes were soaked, and the sweat of beans snaked down his neck, and a faint mist rose all over his body.

The strong impact makes the green tendons of the whole body beat, like an earthworm crawling on the muscles.

The stretched meridians were like valves, clattering and beating, forming twisted bumps on the skin, which looked terrifying.

Every minute and every second of his life has been harder, tired, and uncomfortable than a year.

The whole body is like soaking in a high-temperature steamer, from the internal organs to the skin, every moment seems to be pricked by countless needles.

He gasped desperately, breathing heavily, like a tugging bellows.

His face was pale, and the heat had drained almost all his energy, and he couldn't even lift a finger.

At this time, even a child can kick him over.

It's just that now I can only hold on, and I can't faint.

Xiang Mo has warned himself countless times that he must persevere, there are still two strong enemies beside him, if he faints, then the ring will not be guaranteed, and his life will be in danger.

If you can survive this, you may have unexpected gains, besides, you have already survived several times, this time it is a little harder, there is something to count!

"Get out of here!"

Xiang Mo roared out in his heart, driving all the bubbles out of his brain,

He comforted himself again and again, no matter how strong he was, he would have passed it for a while, you could do it, you could do it, you were Xiang Mo, tenacious and indomitable Xiang Mo.

Finally, the meridians gradually adapted to the heat of water vapor,

The burned muscles, blood vessels, and internal organs gradually regained their vitality and gradually began to heal and grow.

The special dantian, after this expansion and extrusion, is much larger than the original, and has not yet entered the Ning Yuan realm, it is larger than the general Dantian of the first stage of Ning Yuan, and there is neither water true qi nor fire true qi in it, and it has all become extremely fine and condensed water vapor.

Is this really gas?

Xiang Mo was a little stunned by the changes in his dantian, he had never heard of a cultivator who could cultivate water vapor, this was not in line with common sense.

However, when the water vapor is urged to enter the meridians, everything develops no different from normal true qi, but I don't know how powerful it is.

He tried to adjust the ratio of fire and water, and as a result, the water vapor quickly shifted to the small amount of it.

In other words, he now has three true qi, and they are three true qi that can be transformed at will.

What a blessing in disguise.

Xiang Mo leaned on his knees, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at the ground, his pupils were blank, and he regained focus little by little.

Once again, there was a small puddle of sweat beside him, and his whole body was soaked in it, emitting an unpleasant smell of sweat.

Layers of dirt appeared on his body, and it seemed that this time after condensing the true qi, all the impurities in the body were extracted.

He glanced at the two people sitting cross-legged not far away and then retracted his thoughts, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

The two of them were still silent, and they didn't know if they were asleep or practicing, but they obviously didn't know what had changed in them.

This time I accidentally got the water vapor, I am afraid it can become a killer weapon, and it can be used to give them a heavy blow at the most critical time, even if it cannot be fatal, it can allow you to escape smoothly.

At the moment, I still have to study the mystery of earth and the mystery of gold, these two doors have never been touched by myself, but there are imprints in the ring that can be used for reference.

Xiang Mo took out an axe, looked at the marks on it, and fell into deep thought.

If the skill of printing is not taught by the master, either the master has a very transcendent comprehension, or the master has gone through countless experiments and summaries, otherwise it will not be able to continue.

He has no master to teach him now, and he is not a genius himself, but he is a person who does not admit defeat, and he has practiced Ling Dang's swordsmanship thousands of times, and he has understood the foundation of the mystery of water from Lingdang's swordsmanship.

With this feeling, then you can follow the same way to perceive the other two mysteries, it can be said that it is a kind of adventure to touch the analogy and use the sword to allegorize.

In the thirty-six styles of Ling Dang's swordsmanship, there are five heavy and down-to-earth moves that imply the attributes of the earth, which are the comeback, the golden rooster nodding, the praying mantis climbing the cicada, and the dragon swinging its tail.

These five moves are not fast, but stable and ruthless.

The place where the sword fell was strong and powerful, and the sonorous sound of the sword pierced the sky when the sword was swung, and there was a great momentum of mountain rain about to come and the wind filled the building, which was exactly the same as the feeling that Lu Yuan brought to himself when he attacked.

Then, as long as you follow the train of thought, you can know the true meaning of the mystery of the earth.

What is soil?

It is the source of the survival of all things.

It is ordinary and unpretentious, heavy and down-to-earth.

No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, no matter how cold or hot, it always stands on the ground, motionless.

The connotation is rich and the meaning is profound.

After thinking for a while, Xiang Mo still failed to grasp its roots, and his experience was still too little.

At the moment, he can only capture one of the symbols of earth, and that is the mountain.

The mountain is heroic, the mountain is also handsome, the danger is the mountain, the winding is the mountain, the flat is the mountain, the abrupt is the mountain, the pen walks the dragon and snake, the vertical and horizontal opening and closing, or sitting or lying, or running or walking, there is no lack of charging into battle, there is also flying vertical and horizontal.

Then use the mountain as the line and engrave the pattern.

Thinking of this, Xiang Mo finally began to move, and he stroked the heavy hammer with both hands, prompting bursts of fiery red true qi, enveloping the imprints that had already been engraved on it.

As he moved, the prints softened and fell off, revealing the unpretentious black iron body inside.

Not far away, Lu Yuan, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, staring at Xiang Mo's hand, and his small and round eyes shot out a bloodthirsty light, as if he wanted to swallow Xiang Mo alive, and he couldn't hold it back, so he wanted to stand up and walk over to stop it.

Xing Wuwei grabbed him with a hand and made him sit down again.

"Brother Xing, that kid got rid of the runes on my hammer, it's not so easy to get it again, there is no seal mage in the surrounding towns at all, if it fails, my hammer will be wasted, you must know that it was only exchanged for my ten top-grade True Qi Pills!"

Lu Yuan's eyes were about to burst into flames.

"Brother Lu, don't be anxious, if he fails, don't worry, I will take out something from the ring as your compensation, I believe that even if it is a better weapon at that time, it will be easy, now look at his engraving, don't be impatient." ”

The line is tasteless and heavy, and his eyes are like torches, as if they are set against the flickering fire on the seal, and there is a trace of cold wisdom in the darkness.

Xiang Mo had already begun to engrave the imprint at this moment, and there was a villain like him in his heart, dancing with sword moves.

What is dancing is the five styles of Lingdang's swordsmanship, and the rhythm of the dance is constantly corroborating with each other and matching with the vertical and horizontal mountains.

How to turn the sword move into a mountain, and how to turn the mountain into a sword move, this is all something that needs to be thought about and pondered slowly.

Therefore, his stitch fell very slowly, and each stroke was extremely heavy, like a mountain pressing on the back end of the stamping needle, unable to splash ink freely.

It wasn't until the last stroke was completed that a new imprint reappeared on the hammer.

This print is gray and dull, the trend is surging, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, and it is strange and dangerous.

Before Xiang Mo could pick them up and play with them, the two heavy hammers disappeared in front of him and fell into the hands of the dark fat man who was not far from him.

Lu Yuan was anxious for a while, and his speed was amazing, and even Xiang Mo didn't see how he made a move, which really made him a little worried.

If this person didn't use a hammer at the beginning, I'm afraid it wouldn't take a few tricks to capture him alive.

He thought about it secretly, but there was a little more joy in his heart.

Lu Yuan took this hammer, looked at it for a while, and was overjoyed, and hurriedly went inside to pay attention to the true qi.

His true qi was majestic and domineering, revealing a brave voice, and he quickly activated the seal.

Suddenly, wisps of light appeared on the hammer body and pulled out strange mountains, thousands of cliffs, towering from the sky, and towering.

The beauty of nature gathers here, sublimates here, gives it otherworldly qualities, and shapes its majestic and majestic spirit.

The hammer in the hand seems to be no longer a hammer, but there are continuous mountains to compose, only to see its mountains embracing each other, scattered, peaks and peaks, clouds steaming and glowing, the mountains continue to spread outward from the weight hammer, magnificent.

"Good, good!"

Lu Yuan said three good words in a row, and threw a hammer into the distance.

For a while, the air swayed into huge waves, like wind and clouds, pulling out a few meters of air marks, only to hear the ground rumble, the earth was constantly trembling, the heavens and the earth seemed to be turning over one by one, the earth shook the mountains, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.

In the distance, smoke and dust fluttered, and gravel splashed, like a meteorite falling to the ground, and the sound of thunder exploded on the ground.