Half a year later, Dongfang Mo finally arrived in Moyang City and returned to his cave mansion non-stop. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

After closing the door and opening the prohibition, he took out Wen Shenyu, fell on it and fell asleep. And this sleep is three days and three nights.

Three days passed, Dongfang Mo woke up slowly, shook his somewhat heavy head, and then sobered up a little.

Rushing back this way, he didn't encounter too many twists and turns, but in the middle of the way, there were two monks in the foundation building period who didn't open their eyes, and when they saw that he was weak, they had the idea of killing people and grabbing treasures, and they were directly killed by him by sacrificing the demon suppression map.

Now that he has slept well, the power of his divine consciousness and the power of his physical body have been completely recovered. However, the mana in the body still feels a little empty.

This was the sequelae left after his failure to break through the Ning Dan Realm, and the meridians in his body were seriously damaged because he had withstood several shocks of spiritual energy, and the realm had regressed slightly.

Dongfang Mo sat down cross-legged, fell into deep thought, and summed up the reasons for the failure of Ning Dan this time.

Originally, in his opinion, it was because he broke through too quickly and his Dao heart was unstable. But after thinking about it in the final analysis, he didn't just ask himself, is that all?

He endured the roar of the Soul Crying Beast back then, although he later consumed the Ghost Spirit Flower and Pei Yuan Fruit, but the wound of his soul had not healed, and he was still a little lacking.

When he was in the Temple of Heaven Mountain Range, he performed the Blood Escape Technique, which caused too much loss of essence and blood all over his body, and he has not completely recovered it until now.

Let's ask if these have anything to do with his failure to attack the Ning Dan Realm.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, it seemed that he was too eager for quick success. There is a good saying, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, which is just right to describe his current state.

In the next two months, Dongfang Mo recuperated in the cave mansion and completely healed the injuries in the meridians in his body.

Now that he wanted to break through the Ning Dan Realm immediately, it was naturally impossible, and he suppressed this matter for the time being. Instead, he began to use the demon soul qi in the demon suppression diagram to nourish his own soul.

But perhaps because most of the demon souls in his demon suppression diagram are refined by yin spirits, the effect of the demon soul's temperature on cultivating the soul is extremely slow.

Dongfang Mo is not in a hurry about this, but in the morning, he will warm up.

And every day at noon, he would walk out of the attic, sit on a boulder outside the cave, absorb the power of the scorching sun essence, and begin to practice the anode forging technique, preparing to break through to the realm of the late stage of Xiaocheng, so that he could recover from all the residual injuries left by the blood escape technique.

At night, Dongfang Mo would take out many magic weapons or refining materials obtained over the years from the storage bag, and refine them all, so that their essence could be integrated into the natal stone.

After doing all this, he would begin to cultivate the Wood Spirit Dafa to stabilize his realm and completely remove the sequelae left by the previous breakthrough failure.

In this way, three years passed quickly. In the past three years, Dongfang Mo has lived in a simple place, concentrating on cultivation, and it is rare to be pure for a long time.

Of course, the results of these three years of cultivation are also quite impressive. The injuries of the great loss of essence and blood can almost be ignored. Although the spirit has not yet healed, it is much better than three years. His natal stone has reached a huge of 250,000 catties.

What made him even happier was that the troubles left by his failure to break through the Ning Dan Realm were also completely eliminated by him. Today's realm is still the Great Perfection of the foundation building period, and it is extremely solid.

It's just that what makes Dongfang Mo a little strange is that in the past three years, he has thought of a problem. He had been practicing for at least twenty years, but over the years, his appearance had remained the same as when he had practiced the art of rejuvenating the soul. It stands to reason that he has now entered the age of establishment, but his handsome face does not have a sense of vicissitudes.

In the end, Dongfang Mo could only root it up to the technique of returning the soul, which could not only change his appearance, but also maintain his youth forever.

However, there are more spells in the world that can keep him young forever, and he doesn't find it unusual. At least in his opinion, the appearance of this today is much better than that of an old man in the future.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth raised, and then Huo Ran got up, flicked the dust and walked down the mountain where the cave was located, and stepped on the streets of Demon Yang City.

Closing the door is a bit boring after all, and the combination of work and rest may have unexpected effects.

However, there is naturally a reason why he chose to go out at this time. Because if he remembered correctly, the biennial Demon Yang Auction in Demon Yang City was about to start during this time, and he wanted to go to the auction to see if there was anything he needed for his cultivation.

There are a lot of good things in the Demon Yang auction, and he had seen them back then. And his natal stone was obtained at auction.

When he walked on the street, he saw the already lively Demon Yang City, but now it is even more crowded, and when he looks up, he can only see a crowd of people.

A repulsive force on Dongfang Mo's body faintly emanated, squeezing the slightly crowded crowd around him two feet away.

Seeing this, many people looked at him angrily, but when they felt the fluctuations in the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period on his body, they had no choice but to withdraw their gaze stupidly.

Dongfang Mo didn't deliberately inquire about anything, his ears trembled, and from the gossip around him, he learned that the Demon Yang Auction would be held in three days.

So he was no longer in a hurry, but began to consider whether the spirit stones in his storage bag were enough.

He had previously purchased the Quartet Concealment Flag, as well as the two pills that helped him break through the Ning Dan Realm, as well as many precious talismans, which cost him a total of nearly one million spirit stones.

The storage bags he had obtained from the Ghost Tomb Land over the years, plus the several geniuses of the Eastern Regions who had been killed by the Temple of Heaven Mountain Range, and the spirit stones he had obtained from killing people in the past, added up to nearly four million spirit stones on his body.

Dongfang Mo knows that these spirit stones seem to be a lot, but if they encounter good things, I am afraid they will not be enough to drift. Besides, he was a little interested in the last auction this time, and the last auction would inevitably involve the Infant Transformation Realm monks. Now that he doesn't have the cash cow of the soap-robed boy, he naturally has to find a way to fill his storage bag with spirit stones.

As soon as his thoughts turned, he thought of more than twenty years of cultivation, and there seemed to be a lot of things in his storage bag, such as magic weapons and pills. Not only did he not need those things, but they also took up most of the space in his storage bag.

Now in Demon Yang City, he can just sell these chicken-like things in exchange for spirit stones.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo set his eyes on the attics selling various things on both sides. However, after walking for most of the day, he finally came to the original Wanbao Tower.

The variety of things he wants to sell is too messy, and he thinks that there is only a place like Wanbaolou, which can be collected for him at one time.

Walking to the door of Wanbaolou, seeing the three brilliant characters of "Wanbaolou" on the door plaque, Dongfang Mo smiled slightly, and walked in with a familiar car.

However, as soon as he stepped into it, he saw a young man wearing a feather crown approaching him. This person is as plump as jade, with a handsome face, and is dressed in a yellow robe.

To his left and right, there were two young women who looked like subordinates, serving at any time.

To Dongfang Mo's surprise, everyone in Wanbao Tower seemed to be extremely jealous of him, even if it was a little crowded, they deliberately bypassed this person a foot away, unwilling to approach him.

At this moment, the young man walked towards Dongfang Mo, smiling, looking modest and polite.

Just when he was less than three feet close to Dongfang Mo, he looked sideways slightly, and his expression moved, as if he was surprised that someone did not shy away from him.

But it was only a moment, the young man smiled slightly, and took the initiative to walk past Dongfang Mo's side, and when the two passed by, this person still looked at him and nodded, extremely humble.

The so-called people respect me a foot, I respect people, this person is so modest, Dongfang Mo should treat each other with courtesy. But at this moment, his nose twitched, and from then on, he smelled a smell that was somewhat familiar to him.

Just a little recall, he suddenly remembered that when Xing Wu broke through the Ning Dan Realm in the Temple of Heaven Mountain Range, someone had made a sneak attack. Later, he was stopped by him and Yue Laosan. Yue Laosan wanted to chase after him, but he also stopped him.

Although he had never seen the attacker, when he left, he left behind a broken talisman that he had put to the tip of his nose and sniffed.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo looked at this person and nodded, and showed a warm smile.

It's just that in this smile, for some reason, there seems to be a faint coldness that cannot be checked. (To be continued.) )