Another more than a year has passed, on this day, Dongfang Mo is sitting cross-legged in the dry bones, his breath is stable, showing a regular state of three inhalation and one exhalation, as his breath is breathed, bursts of wood aura ripple around his body, and he is full of vitality.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a faint green color flashed in his eyes.

I saw that as soon as his palm was raised, dense green wood buds suddenly drilled out of the bone pile in front of him, there were dozens or hundreds, and the wood buds grew rapidly and turned into human height in the blink of an eye, surrounding his body, and there was a tendency to meandering growth.

The middle-level spell is dead wood in spring, and in more than a year, it has been practiced from a small to a point where it is almost a big one. It can be created out of nothing, directly promoting the vitality of plants and trees.

With Dongfang Mo's movements, in a few breaths, the wood buds turned into vines as thick as calves, swaying, and covered with thorns and thorns.

In a short time, the vines twisted into the shape of a cage, imprisoning it, and the hideous wooden thorns sealed its body, and it was no more than half an inch from the skin, and it was difficult to move for a minute.

Looking at the cage in front of him, the vines and wooden thorns shimmered with a metallic color, and there was a cold solidification feeling from it.

Dongfang Mo is confident that this dry prison technique, ordinary low-level magic weapons are afraid that it will be difficult to break, even if it is a medium-level magic weapon, it will not be broken for a while.

Then a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and his fingers rotated, and he pinched suddenly.

The dense wooden thorns on the cage, with a cold glow in the sharpness, shot out the next moment.

"Woo Woo ......"

In an instant, his figure was stabbed like a hornet's nest, full of holes.

But the next moment, the figure of "Dongfang Mo" in the cage turned into pieces of aura.

Ten zhang away, a hazy blue light flashed, and a figure appeared silently like a ghost.

This is also a grafting tree that is almost in the realm of Dacheng, which can be turned into a spirit body, which has an absolute confusing effect.

In two and a half years, the three middle-level spells were close to Dacheng, and the rest of the low-level spells, including the Mu Dun Technique, had reached the point of Dacheng.

And his cultivation even broke through the sixth order and reached the peak of the seventh order.

He didn't expect that after more than a year, and with the help of an entire spiritual vein, his cultivation could only be upgraded by one order, reaching the peak of the seventh order, and it was really hard to imagine how difficult the subsequent breakthrough would be.

Fortunately, although his cultivation was not yet the eighth order, his mana had reached an incredibly strong level, and he believed that ordinary eighth-order disciples were definitely not his opponents, even if it was the ninth order, he would not be afraid.

In the past two and a half years, the black heterozygote has been almost completely removed by him with the technique of instilling spirits, but what puzzles him is that there is always the last wisp of dead air, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, no matter what method he uses, it is always difficult to erase and deep-rooted.

However, feeling the stronger vitality on the fraternity, Dongfang Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief, at the beginning, Gu Ya concluded that if he didn't take measures, the freak would really become a dead egg in a year at most, but fortunately, that kind of situation has not happened now.

It's a pity that Dongfang Mo bought a large amount of animal skin talisman paper, cinnabar, wolf hair, and beast blood in Fang City, preparing to practice the art of talisman making.

I thought that after a lot of practice, I would be able to succeed. But in the past two years, after continuous exploration and portrayal, I found that he was not that material at all, and he couldn't even do the most basic pen in a hurry and not messy, let alone the cumbersome steps after that.

Repeated hundreds of times, still unsuccessful, in the words of Gu Ya, he just couldn't support the wall with mud, and angrily burned all the remaining materials into ashes, and since then he has also dispelled the idea of making talismans.

On this day, just as he was holding his breath and pouring two dark green vignants into the frezoth, he suddenly felt a strange movement in the storage bag.

It was only after pouring vitality into it that he collected the exercises, reached out into the storage bag, and took out a black token, which was the Inner Sect Sect card.

I saw that on this card, a burst of light flashed, and then the light gathered in the air and turned into a few dozen words.

"Below the foundation building period, all the inner disciples should return to the sect as soon as possible."

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo frowned slightly.

Enter the inner door

He needed to take the task before he could go out of the palace gate, so he was able to cultivate in this underground spiritual vein for more than two years.

Now that two years have passed, it is indeed time to go back.

So he reached out and grabbed the leaf-shaped boat, and threw it at will, and the boat floated on the water. At the same time, its body shook, standing on it, and the mana under its feet was suddenly injected, and the boat sped towards the entrance of the cave, and rushed out of the dark river in a short time.

At the moment of leaving the dark river, Dongfang Mo suddenly felt a dazzling light, narrowed his eyes slightly, and gradually adapted after a while.

For two and a half years, I have been staying in the dim and narrow underground, and when I came out at this time, I suddenly felt a sense of emptiness that I had not seen for a long time.

Although the surrounding aura is not abundant in the dark river, it is better to have a dry atmosphere.

Taking a deep breath, he drove the boat towards the dense forest, and after a short time he left the lake, and his body jumped, stepped on the ground, and the moment he was down-to-earth, his heart was filled with a sense of stability again.

He put the boat away, and in a blink of an eye took out an octagonal compass, which was the octagonal compass that Ubicha had obtained from him after his death.

Dongfang ink mana suddenly poured into the compass, and I saw the two pointers on it swing and rotate.

Seeing this, he was overjoyed in his heart, and then slowly guided his mana, and the next moment the pointer pointed to a certain location in the southeast direction.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo pinched his fingers and pointed suddenly.

At the same time, the octagonal compass trembled and made a buzzing sound, Dongfang Mo felt that the mana in his body was like a flood, and it took more than ten breaths, even if the mana in his body was abnormal, it was emptied by nearly one-third, and the compass returned to calm.

The next moment, a burst of non-dazzling white light suddenly appeared on the compass, enveloping his body instantly, and then the white light trembled, and his body suddenly disappeared.

Hundreds of miles away, the calm void at this time suddenly distorted, as if a crack had been torn apart, and in the crack, a white light flashed, and a figure staggered out.

When the figure stood at the time, it was Dongfang Mo.

The moment he was wrapped in white light, it was as if he had entered some dark space, and he only felt that his body was extremely quiet, and he could hear a needle dropping.

After a few breaths, he saw a light in front of him, and then his figure suddenly rushed out of the bright light, and when it appeared, it was here.

Dongfang Mo looked around, took out the animal skin map that was also obtained from Ubicha, compared it slightly, and showed a look of great joy in the next moment.

If the map is correct, this place should be about three hundred miles away from the place where Fang Cai teleported.

However, it was still about three or four miles different from the position he had determined with the compass pointer before.

Dongfang Mo nodded secretly, it seems that what Gu Ya said is right, it really takes a huge amount of mana to urge this magic weapon, and the time to trigger it is more than a dozen breaths, and the final distance of teleportation also has a certain deviation.

However, even with these irreparable defects, Dongfang Mo is particularly pleased, this compass is definitely a treasure to him.

In the following time, Dongfang Mo did not use the compass to teleport continuously, but would only use it again every time the mana was fully recovered, so that after only a few hours, he returned to the Taiyi Dao Palace.

Compared to the days it took him, it was much faster.

When he arrived here, Dongfang Mo naturally went straight to Miaoyin Temple.

When I walked into the entrance hall of Miaoyin Academy, I don't know if it was a coincidence, but it was Mu Ziyu who was on duty.

When he saw Dongfang Mo, Mu Ziyu was obviously stunned.

"Are you...... Oriental ink? ”

"Hehe, Senior Sister Mu, I haven't seen you for many days, Senior Brother is really worried!"

"East... Senior Brother Dongfang, you can really laugh. ”

Mu Ziyu's face flushed, and she didn't dare to look at Dongfang Mo directly, but she still glanced at him curiously.

The dark path of Dongfang Mo has changed really much.

It's no wonder that in two and a half years, Dongfang Mo's stature has risen by a few inches, almost the size of an adult man. At the beginning, it could only reach Mu Ziyu's chest, but now it is almost as tall as her.

And the aura on his body is long, and his cultivation is unpredictable.

In addition, I don't know if it's because of the success of the exercises, although his face hasn't changed much, but it is only a little more mature, but there seems to be an indescribable depth in his eyes.

The black pupils would flash a ray of light from time to time, if it was before, it would inevitably feel that the eyes were a little obscene, but now instead of feeling like that, it feels extremely different.

It was Mu Ziyu who didn't recognize him at the first time.

"A certain non-junior brother, I have something in me that attracts the senior sister."

Dongfang Mo puffed up his chest, looked at Mu Ziyu and quipped.

Now, he is already considered to be on top, although there is no trace of arrogance in his heart, but because of his age and the growth of his cultivation, he has an attitude of treating Mu Ziyu as an equal, and he naturally does not take care of it as before.

"Why!"

Hearing this, Mu Ziyu blushed even more, and didn't dare to look directly at Dongfang Mo.

"Looks like I'm overthinking."

"By the way, dare to ask Senior Sister Mu if she doesn't know what the palace gate is doing this time to convene the inner disciples below the foundation building period?" Dongfang Mo's expression straightened and asked out loud.

Hearing this, Mu Ziyu's face finally softened a little, and he rolled his eyes and said:

"I don't know exactly what it is, but the elder has an order, let me tell you the inner brothers and sisters, as long as you return to the palace gate, you will wait for the notice, and you can't leave at will."

"I see, then I won't bother, and I'll come back to talk to my senior sister about the old relationship and say goodbye."

After speaking, regardless of Mu Ziyuhong's appearance of dripping water, he walked straight into the main hall and walked towards his cave.

Since the palace gate will be notified, then there is no hurry.

After a short time, Dongfang Mo returned to the cave mansion and was about to push open the door of the attic, but found that there was a jade slip in the door slot on the side.

There was a slight doubt in his heart, but he still picked up the jade slip, and then pushed the door in.

After looking around, he found that there was no change, and he still remained the same as when he left.

So he walked into the main hall, sat on the futon, and pasted the jade slip on his forehead, and dozens of characters in it suddenly got into his mind.

The person who left the jade slip turned out to be Nangong Yurou, and the meaning of the words was extremely simple, that is, he wanted him to go to her to discuss important matters after returning to the palace gate.

After a few breaths, Dongfang Mo put down the jade slip, his eyes rolled, and he thought that Nangong Yurou still owed him a favor at the beginning, so he planned to go again.

And maybe Nangong Yurou wants to see him this time, nine times out of ten it has some connection with the recall of the palace gate.

After a long journey, he quietly cultivated and adjusted in the cave mansion for a night, and only got up and went to the cave where Nangong Yurou was located on the second day.

About half an hour, Dongfang Mo came to a rather quiet place, surrounded by a verdant pine forest, faintly through the dense pine leaves, you can see a corner of Qionglou.

After passing through the pine forest, he finally came to a rather simple and quiet attic, and when he arrived here, Dongfang Mo saw that the door of the attic was hidden, and he heard a burst of silver bell-like laughter, listening to this voice is not Nangong Yurou who else can be.

So he pushed open the door without seeing it, but before anyone arrived, he opened his mouth and smiled:

"Senior Sister Nangong hasn't seen her for many days, don't come unharmed!"

As the door opened, he was about to walk inside, but his left foot was just halfway raised, but he paused vividly.

At the same time, an exclamation:

"Wind Girl!"

I saw that in the main hall, there were two stunning women sitting opposite each other, one of them was as cold as ice, and the other had a gentle smile on his face.