"Huh-" Ye Mo finally stopped his first cultivation in more than five hours and slowly straightened up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If I had sat cross-legged like this for five hours before, I am afraid that my muscles would have been sore and my whole body would have stiffened. But at this time, Ye Mo felt that he had never been so good, his body was full of huge power, and he had the illusion that he could tear gold and crack stones.

Although the "Immortal King Sutra" cultivates the Dharma body outside the body, there is very little spiritual power through the body. But after all, it is a super technique of the highest grade of the heavenly rank, which is enough to make this mortal body wash away fatigue, clean up dark wounds, and be mentally clear.

Moreover, even this piece of heaven and earth became clearer in Ye Mo's eyes, and all kinds of mysteries that could not be noticed before gradually faded from their mysterious coats. In his opinion, this scripture pavilion is even more extraordinary.

"What is the origin of this kid!?" The strange old man was the most shocked one at this time, but he witnessed Ye Mo only spend a total of five hours from obtaining the "Immortal King Sutra" to getting started!

Although he had never seen the second one who cultivated the Immortal King Sutra, he only had to compare it with other Heavenly Rank Upper Grade exercises. You can come to the conclusion that it is too fast!

Even if it was the Heavenly Rank Exercise he cultivated, it took three days and three nights to get started. He thought that his talent and luck were good, otherwise he would not have been able to cultivate to such a realm.

can be compared with Ye Mo, it is like a dog's talent. Not to mention whether Ye Mo was in contact with cultivation for the first time, or the "Immortal King Sutra", a technique that was known for its difficulties.

If you were him, at least seven days and seven nights!

It's incredible! It's incredible, he's never seen such a talent. Could it be the reincarnation of an immortal?

He secretly opened the teleportation token and reported the matter to the sect master, this matter was too appalling, it might be related to the future of the Wild Sect, and he should not take it lightly.

But the sect master's reply made him puzzled.

"Ignore it!"

What does that mean? It's not a clear attitude at all, it's more of a laissez-faire. The sect master seems to be letting this kid do anything, could it be that this is a variable? In the eyes of the old man, Ye Mo's body was suddenly shrouded in countless mysterious clouds, which made people unreal.

It's too weird to judge with common sense.

The old man originally wanted to show his true identity to encourage this kid, but after receiving this message, he left as if he didn't understand. Since the sect master said that he didn't care, he was too lazy to mix blindly as an old man, as long as it didn't hinder him from supporting his old age. After all, he is also old, and this era is destined to be the era of young people.

It's not early. Ye Mo touched his empty belly, he was still a mortal, and he didn't reach the level of Bigu, so he naturally needed to have lunch. So he swaggered away from the Scripture Pavilion, and gained countless shocked eyes along the way.

And the saddest thing is the group of disciples who are waiting at the Ethereal Peak......

"Chong Mingren, didn't you say he would be there soon, it's been five hours. From 7 o'clock in the morning until noon, he was still in a state of accumulation. We're almost exhausted. ”

A large number of disciples said to Chong Mingren with a weak face, they really couldn't hold on.

In order to embarrass the new uncle, they must always keep their spiritual energy flowing in their chests and throats, so that they can make a shocking enough sound.

And most of them are just innate realms, and they are tired after fighting for five hours in this state.

After all, this is not only physical torture, but also mental torture. The so-called again and again, and then decline, and three and exhaustion. From the excitement at the beginning, to the mental numbness later, to the current pain and torture.

"I'm not playing anymore!"

"If he stays outside for half a year, we will not be able to settle here!"

Many people retreated, which embarrassed Chong Mingren, after all, this was the idea he came up with. If he fails in the end, how can he still mess in the inner door!

"Everyone, give me Chong Mingren a thin noodle! Now it's noon, that kid will definitely go back to the Ethereal Peak for a banquet, and wait for another hour!" After all, Chong Mingren is the best in the inner gate, and at this time, he still has enough strength to muster up his spiritual power like an ocean, and roar towards the surroundings, and his voice covers half of the peaks.

The rest of the disciples were all suppressed by him, and this hand was really terrifying. Chongming Ren's already cultivated exercises related to the wind attributes, coupled with the innate eight-layer skills, roared out a shock that was even greater than the sum of the hundreds of ordinary disciples.

Only then did you think that this Chong Mingren is not only superior in wisdom, but also not to be underestimated in his cultivation, since this is the case, sell him a thin face.

Except for a very small number of powerful disciples who disdained accidents, most of them were still willing to obey Chong Mingren's arrangement.

In fact, Chong Mingren did guess correctly

Ye Mo didn't have any other acquaintances in this Desolate Sect, and it was impossible to mix rice, so after coming out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he went straight to the Ethereal Peak.

While practicing his newly acquired low-level footwork, while watching the wonders of the Desolate Sect, the whole person was like a small whirlwind.

The first layer of the body, as well as the footwork "Cold Wind Walking", a footwork that is good at running. With the blessing of the two, his speed reached twenty meters per second, which was nothing to a monk, but he didn't look like a mortal from a distance.

"Huh, what are these people doing under the Ethereal Peak? Ye Mo walked from afar, and saw a group of disciples with red faces and thick necks looking excitedly in the direction of him.

"Hey, junior brother, why are you here at this time!" an excited outer disciple said rather dejected after seeing Ye Mo clearly, "You only came when the event is almost over, hey, go and wait in the back." It's also a contribution. ”

Dressed in white and white robes, dressed plainly, coupled with the whirlwind floating between walks, far beyond mortals. The surrounding disciples regarded him as a new disciple who had just gone out not long ago, and they didn't care about it after a slight glance.

"Senior brother, your cultivation is weak, stand at the back. When the time comes, the little uncle will come and burst out all his spiritual power and shout 'Uncle is good'. Chong Mingren thought that Uncle Shi was coming, but when he found a new disciple, he immediately said to Ye Mo in disappointment.

Since I'm here, I'm too embarrassed to let him go, so let's just let him go to the rear.

Ye Mo's heart was dripping with cold sweat, this group of people had bad intentions! Fortunately, I changed out of the angry purple robe and practiced outside for a while. If you come directly, I'm afraid your soul will be scared away.

Ye Mo kept thinking in his mind, living in a big information age, but there was no fool, and he thought of a good idea in just two seconds.

"Let's let's go, let's let ...... My brother asked me to go to the rear. Ye Mo spread out his smiling face, and kept shouting to the teachers and nephews around him, separating a road to the top of the mountain in this crowd of people.

The surrounding disciples saw that he had a good attitude, so they didn't care about diverting ways to him, so as not to accidentally injure this fragile disciple when he got it.

So Ye Mo sneaked into the top of the mountain at the back very smoothly, looking at the sea of people under the mountain, he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Cultivation really doesn't increase IQ. ”

"Smack-"

Holding the ethereal order, Ye Mo easily opened the gate of the Ethereal Palace on the top of the mountain, and entered it directly with a dodge, and the jade gate closed with a loud bang.

To the disciples waiting here, this loud bang was definitely more cruel than the horn of the god of death!

More than 100,000 disciples instantly turned back, even more neatly than the army drilled.

When the jade door was closed, three seconds of silence followed.

Three seconds later, the heavens and the earth shattered, the gods and ghosts cried, and the entire Desolate Sect fell into a huge terror at this moment! Countless disciples in retreat were interrupted by a terrible howl, even if they laid down a heavy formation, they couldn't stop these heart-piercing, heart-rending howls.

At this moment, countless deacons, elders, and guards took out their magic weapons, why were the disciples crying?

Countless streams of light went straight to the bottom of the Ethereal Peak, including countless monks who had come to the Desolate Sect as guests, and they wanted to see what was going on with this terrifying cry comparable to the day of the Immortal Fall.

"Why! We waited six hours and we were deceived!"

"That guy is the Ten Elders! I still make way for him, why can't I see it!"

"It's so cruel, it's too terrifying! Our 100,000 disciples are being treated like fools, what the hell have we done!"

These are enough to dominate a domain in the outside world, and the innate masters who have established a family are crying like children one by one. They took great pains and prepared for the battle, thinking that the plan was rigorous and could not fail. But the ending is so cruel, the two sides are not opponents of the same magnitude at all.

The terrifying Ten Elders didn't even pay attention to these 100,000 people! After hanging them for six hours, they entered the Ethereal Palace under their noses in a bright light.

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!" Chong Mingren was the most fierce one of them to cry, his body wrapped in green light, the wind whip fluttering, and the hurricane constantly tore the ground around him.

He was the smartest one in the inner gate! the initiator of the plan! and the most broken, he should have opened the way for the damn ten elders! it was he who let the other party go to the rear, and went straight to the Ethereal Palace.

On this day, the 100,000 disciples cried for three hours, and all the eight Supreme Elders came to persuade them to return to their respective peaks.

This day has also been designated by countless desolate sect disciples as the day when the Ten Elders must die.

At this time, Ye Mo was enjoying the delicious food he had never eaten in the Ethereal Palace.