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Just as he was shaking the water stains on his hand, he heard a sound of breaking the sky, and it was Senior Sister Lingyue who had arrived as promised. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Mo Yi hurriedly greeted the senior sister who jumped down from the flying sword, with joy on his face.

Patting Mo Yi's head, Ling Yue smiled and asked, "How did you feel listening to the lecture yesterday?"

"Uncle Zhou's lecture is very thoughtful, and he doesn't feel bored. Looking at Senior Sister Lingyue's smile, Mo Yi also smiled lightly.

Ling Yue couldn't help pouting and said: "That Uncle Waste Wood has this advantage, he is a model of playthings in the door, don't learn from him." ”

"What's wrong with Uncle Zhou, I feel that others are okay?" Hearing Senior Sister Lingyue say this, Mo Yi couldn't help but ask curiously.

Ling Yue obviously didn't want to instill in Mo Yi the bad things about Uncle Waste Wood, so she changed the topic and said, "Don't talk about him, do you have anything to ask about your cultivation, I'll give you guidance?" I'm going out to do a mission at noon, and I'll come back to see you tomorrow morning." ”

"Well, that's ······. ”

Mo Yi nodded and told Ling Yue about the problems he encountered in his practice.

Ling Yue nodded and said: "This is normal, I didn't expect you to be able to feel your own essence so quickly, that diaphragm represents the innate limitation of human beings, in order to open up the spring, we must break it, let the sealed essence flow out to strengthen ourselves, and grow again." ”

"I see, is there any solution?" Mo Yi nodded and asked again, he was more concerned about the solution than the principle.

Ling Yue patted Mo Yi's head again, smiled lightly and comforted: "This is the water mill, the slow impact will always break, I think you will be able to open up the spring in ten days." ”

“······” Mo Yi pursed his lips, his senior sister obviously didn't believe that he could open up a spring faster than that Linghai, which made him a little unhappy.

"Okay, Senior Sister has left beforehand. Ling Yue pointed at the flying sword as she spoke, and beckoned the sword to leave.

Mo Yi had no choice but to go to the canteen for breakfast first, and after a hasty meal, Mo Yi returned to the hut again, and since his senior sister was not there, he did not dare to practice rashly. I could only wait until the evening, I wanted to read the book I received yesterday, but when I opened it, Mo Yi couldn't help frowning, this book he could not recognize more than ten words.

In desperation, Mo Yi had no choice but to target the little fat man in yesterday's class, as a child of a wealthy family, he must have no problem in literacy and hyphenation; On the other hand, he came to the conclusion between the two words of the little fat man that this is a second goods, and it must be easy to get along.

Thinking about it, Mo Yi picked up the book and inquired about the hut where he was looking for Xiang Haiba. When I arrived, I knocked on the door and saw that the door was not closed. As soon as he opened the door, Mo Yi couldn't help but be dumbfounded, this little fat man was still asleep. Glancing at his room, it was as big as Mo Yi, but it was much more decorated, and the beds were all replaced with silk quilts, which was luxurious.

Mo Yi didn't look any further, walked to the side of the bed and shook the little fat man awake, Mo Yi shook a little violently, Haiba turned over violently and said loudly: "Where did Diao Min come from, dare to disturb my sleep;

It's just that before he finished speaking, Mo Yi pinched his nose fiercely, so that the second half of his sentence didn't come out directly. Mo Yi was originally a talker, but when he met a sea tyrant who was also talkative, he felt a little unbearable. There's always a sense of malice coming up behind him that makes him want to punch this guy.

"How dare you do this to me, my father..." The awakened Haiba covered his red nose and pointed at Mo Yi with some expression, but before he finished speaking, Mo Yi threw the book in his hand on the table, as if he was aroused by the psychological shadow, and the Haiba trembled and was dumbfounded.

"General Hai, your family has a family history, and it must be a piece of cake for you to read and break sentences, so I have some questions I want to ask. Mo Yi said his intention, and by the way, he also praised Haiba a little, this trick was extremely useful to him against Jia Congwu before, as long as he couldn't touch the edge, he could easily achieve his goal.

The little fat man who was held like this really immediately became proud, as if everything just now had not happened, even yesterday's 'bold words' were forgotten, patted his chest and said loudly, "That is, my father forced me to read and write at the age of three, and asked me to memorize poetry and scriptures at the age of five, this little thing naturally does not bother me." ”

Mo Yi took out the book and made an appearance of being humbly taught, and the little fat man was very satisfied. Immediately, the interest began, teaching Mo Yi to recognize words. Soon two hours passed, and under the guidance of Haiba, Mo Yi was able to read the first two chapters that he didn't catch up. Although he didn't know what that word looked like if he didn't open the book, he finally gained something.

At noon, Mo Yi and Haiba went to the dining hall for dinner, and the two became acquainted. Carefully speaking, this little fat man is not bad, and he is very easy to get along with, but because he is a pampered bear child. Of course, Mo Yi himself is still a bear child.

After lunch, I went to the lecture hall to listen to the lecture, and Uncle Zhou's lecture still made Mo Yi listen to it very enjoyable, far more wonderful than the one who used to listen to the books in the town. In this way, the second day he came to Yixin Lingyun Pavilion was over. However, the three-day period is approaching, and he is still very concerned. I still can't think of a solution, if I use water to grind my efforts, it may indeed turn his cry into a lie.

During dinner in the evening, Mo Yi was a little absent-minded. After eating hastily, Mo Yi was still thinking, and Haiba was still sucking the fruit in the fruit bowl with a toothpick. Mo Yi picked up the chopsticks and poked at a piece of fruit, but the fruit slipped out, so he had no choice but to pick up a toothpick and prick a piece. Chewing the fruit, Mo Yi's eyes couldn't help but light up, and Mo Yi couldn't help but be happy when he looked at the toothpick in his hand.

"You're all right, a piece of fruit will make you happy like this, and I didn't even eat this fruit before. The little fat man said as he ate, but Mo Yi didn't pay attention to him at all, he just got up and waved his hand and rushed to his hut.

"No, he's angry just about this?" the little fat man shook his head helplessly.

Back at the hut, Mo Yi took off his shoes and went to bed and sat down, and began to meditate. Returning to the long yellow sand again, Mo Yi began to communicate with the spring water under the layers of yellow sand. This time, instead of directly impacting the spring, he first condensed the water into bundles, and then turned into needles before breaking through to the ground.

Sure enough, the idea was correct, and the previously heavy barrier was drilled a hole in the pinpoint-like stream of water, gradually breaking through to the ground. Just as chopsticks are hard to pinch fruit, toothpicks can easily pierce them, and I don't know why, but that doesn't prevent them from using it.

His original method was to make a fountain emerge directly through the formation, but the water itself first began to flow out with a small spring. This is like the way of heaven, and going against the sky will not be effective.

As time passed, the surface of the yellow sand eventually began to glow with a murmuring spring to moisten the surrounding sand. Mo Yi also felt that a hot air was slowly flowing from his lower abdomen and surging all over his body.

The spring slowly grew larger by the impact, and the water murmured, and a clear spring gradually formed. The dampness of the sand spread to the surroundings, and Mo Yi also felt the heat in his lower abdomen spreading around his body, his bones began to crackle, and his muscles kept contracting. Mo Yi could clearly feel that his strength was beginning to rise again, he broke the original limitations of human beings, and began another kind of growth.

Exhaling slowly, Mo Yi woke up from his vision, and then he couldn't help but smell a pungent stench. Reaching out and looking, he was covered in a layer of black slime.

Mo Yi also heard Lingyue say that this is a normal transformation after opening up the spring. The body is getting rid of toxins and waste, and the stronger itself is stronger.