Chapter 3: Cultivating Against the Heavens

Xin'er looked at Mu Mo and said tenderly: "I believe that you will become a hero of the world and protect the people you want to protect." ”

Mu Mo's eyes were slightly red and full of emotion, "Father, mother, Xin'er, I will definitely stand on the top of the Guwu Continent and protect you firmly behind me." ”

Mu Yufeng laughed: "Okay, stinky boy, don't say such sensational words." It's rare to have such a happy event at home, go to dinner. ”

"Okay, let's eat. ”

Mu Mo and Mu Yufeng sat around the table, and only Xin'er and Xihan were cooking some delicacies.

On the other side, Li Yu of the Li family held a teacup in his hand: "This waste actually dares to beat me, I will not avenge this revenge, and I will not be a man." ”

"Young master, why are you angry about a waste! There is a distant cousin under him who is now in the late stage of the samurai, and I let him take refuge in the young master, and the young master is afraid that he has not repaired the waste of the late stage of the samurai?"

Li Yu heard this: "Hahaha, tomorrow I will personally set up a banquet for your distant cousin to catch the wind and wash the dust." In two days I'm going to make the spirit no longer have that waste. ”

Mu Yufeng, Xi Han, and Xin'er finished eating, and went to rest early.

Mu Mo sat cross-legged, recalling the finger breaking he had learned in the Gun Soul space today, mobilizing the spiritual power of his whole body to concentrate on his middle finger, and a dark yellow shot from the aura gathered into a finger-like thickness and shot towards the wall, and a small hole suddenly appeared in the wall.

Mu Mo looked at the small hole in the wall in surprise, "This is martial arts, it's so powerful." ”

The next day, when the sky was slightly bright, I heard Xin'er shouting: "Young master, why are there so many holes in the wall of your room." ”

Mu Mo touched his head and walked out embarrassedly, looking at the potholes on the wall: "I practiced martial arts in the room, and I accidentally ended up like this." ”

Mu Mo hurriedly changed the topic: "Sister Xin'er, have you forgotten, I said don't call me young master, I'm Mu Mo." ”

Xin'er said helplessly: "Good Mumo." ”

"However, you're a real loser, don't let you make a good house like this. ”

Mu Yufeng asked, glanced at the wall and said with a serious face: "Mo'er, you are practicing martial arts, where did your martial arts come from." ”

"Father, don't worry, this martial art is not stolen or robbed, this matter can be accepted clearly in one sentence or two. ”

"Mo'er, you have also grown up, and sometimes you will gradually lose yourself, but you must remember not to do things that you regret. Follow your heart. ”

Mu Mo didn't say anything, just nodded heavily.

Mu Mo came to the forest alone to practice martial arts, and practiced until his spiritual power was exhausted, and then he sat on the boulder and slowly absorbed the spiritual energy in the air.

"You stupid boy, isn't the aura of the Gun Soul space as rich as the outside? ”

Mu Mo suddenly heard a sound and was so frightened that he almost fell off the boulder. "Who, who's talking. Is it a gun mettle senior?"

"Who else but me knows about the Gun Mettle space. ”

Mu Mohei complained with this face: "Senior you kicked me out last time, and I don't know how to get in!"

Gun Soul said as a matter of course: "If I don't kick you out, your father will run out and fight with the Li family." ”

"Ahem, senior, let's talk about this gun mettle space!"

Gun Soul glanced at Mu Mo: "If you want to enter the world of guns in the future, use the power of divine consciousness to explore your mind, and the space of gun soul is in your mind." ”

"What, what, in my head, will it affect me. ”

Gun Mettle's face was full of black lines: "It's in your head, not in your head." It's only good for you. ”

Suddenly, the gun soul made an expression that you earned: "This is made by Emperor Wu." How many people want to get something. ”

Mu Mo looked at the gun soul and said lightly: "Why do I have a feeling that you have a strange feeling of abducting and selling children." ”

Fortunately, the gun soul didn't know what it meant, otherwise he would have to spit out Mu Mo with a mouthful of old blood.

Without saying much, Mu Mo explored in his mind, and with a flash of inspiration, Mu Mo entered the Gun Soul space.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to detonate the stars for you this time and turn them into spiritual power, and it's up to you how much you inhale. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the golden magic seal of the Gun Soul Knot, covering the sun and the moon, shaking the stars, and attracting the stars, which was almost turning the world upside down, detonating the stars into aura.

Before Mu Mo could introduce the aura into his body, his body greedily absorbed the aura to supplement the aura consumed by this exercise.

The kid now has enough aura to practice the condensation of all things. Concentrate the spiritual power of the whole body with the pupils of the eyes, and then look at the current aura changes.

When Mu Mo heard this, he used his spiritual power to reach his pupils. I only saw that Mu Mo's pupils changed slightly, and I watched the aura detonated by the stars slowly flow into his body like a small stream.

In order to wait for Mu Mo to see clearly, the magic pupil was forced to terminate due to lack of spiritual power.

Mu Mo sat in the void of the Gun Soul space: "The condensation of all things consumes so much. ”

Gun Soul smiled at Mu Mo: "Be content, and you are only a warrior now, and you can be used in battle when you wait for the Martial Spirit Realm." When you reach the Martial Spirit Realm, you can peek into the enemy's weak points, so that you are almost invincible. ”

"Now that you have also cultivated the Demon Pupil Reverse Body, then I will tell you that the path of martial arts is already competing with heaven and earth for luck and creation, and the Demon Pupil Reverse Body cooperates with all things to condense beyond the common sense of the Heavenly Dao! ”

"Condensing all things into the martial arts, from the beginning of stepping into the martial arts, it has been against the sky, step by step, step by step, step by step different!"

"Those who go against the sky are not only natural enemies, but also reverse cultivators!"

A few simple words made Mu Mo completely stunned.

"Against the sky?"

Mu Mo took a deep breath and scolded angrily: "I my small body is still fighting with the sky, and I am still cultivating against the sky, I still want to live for another two years, don't make trouble with the gun soul senior." ”

Gun Mettle looks like he has succeeded in his treacherous scheme. I didn't hear what Mu Mo said.

After Mu Mo slowly calmed down, although he was cultivating against the sky, it was enough to see the extraordinaryness of this exercise.

It must be known that in the cognition of Mu Mo and even all the martial artists in the whole world, the path of martial arts is to start with the spiritual way.

But Mu Mo is the practice of condensing all things, which is against the sky...... Reverse repair!

Seeing Mu Mo's hesitation, Gun Soul said, "Let's not say that you are a rebel body, and now that you have used all things to condense into the Dao, you are already fighting with the sky." Unless you don't practice at all. But don't you want to be a peerless powerhouse to protect the person you want to protect? See for yourself!"

Mu Mo clenched his hands, but this hesitation only lasted for a moment, and Mu Mo had already made a decision.

"What about reverse cultivation? As Gun Soul said, the path of martial arts is already with heaven and earth, and martial artists are not tolerated by heaven and earth, in this case, why not go against the sky?"

Mu Mo really couldn't find a reason not to practice, he was originally a body against the sky, and he had already begun to defy the will of heaven for the sake of cultivation, and in order to protect the people he wanted to protect and prevent them from being bullied, and there was no progress in his cultivation for six years in exchange for such an exercise, if he didn't practice, wouldn't the insults he had suffered in the past six years be in vain. If you don't become a martial king, how can you repair the meridians for your father, and how can you be worthy of your father.

What if he cultivates against the sky, he is a genius in the spiritual capital, and he is by no means a waste.