There is heaven and earth, there are mountains but no water, and there is warm sunshine.

It was quiet, so quiet that there was only the sound of the breeze, but no sound of any living beings.

In front of him was a trapezoidal peak, and a stone chamber could be seen at a distance. Counting carefully, there are nine stone chambers, and the last one is on the top of the mountain, in the clouds and mist, which makes people unreal.

Each stone chamber is circular in shape, made of stone of special material, and crowned like a felt hat. Where it is located, it seems that countless years have passed, and there is an air of quaintness.

Mo Wuxian stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the closed gate of the stone chamber in front of him, but he was thinking, there was no road from the first stone chamber to the second stone chamber at all, how did he go up?

Where is this? But with such a pure aura, is this a fairyland? He began to speculate, thinking of the magic of the Divine Tomb, and immediately determined that this was the interior of the Divine Tomb, but there was something else. He looked at himself, proving that he was the real self here, and that he had disappeared into the rooms of the Duke's Palace.

With a flash of inspiration, he was pleasantly surprised: "Doesn't it mean that the Divine Tomb can allow me to escape in an instant and become an excellent magic weapon for escaping?"

"If another missile comes, wouldn't it be all right for me to enter the Divine Tomb?" he shook his head, how could there be such a powerful weapon in this world.

Looking at the stone room in front of him, he hesitated for a long time and decided to go forward and find out.

He walked to the first stone chamber, and the stone suddenly cracked through a crack in the shape of a door, and the stone door opened.

Airplanes!

The door opened inward, and a breath rushed out, making him take a step back, secretly shocking: is this a turbid breath or a desolate breath?

No matter what kind of breath it is, it doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that everything here has no ill will towards him.

He entered the stone chamber, and the door was closed again. The stone chamber was circular in shape, fifty square meters, empty, and nothing else.

Suddenly, he took a deep breath and said excitedly: "What pure air, such a gentle aura, this aura is more than five times stronger than outside!"

Cultivating in this environment, he believed that it would not be long before the former martial arts master would return again, of course, in this world, the martial arts master was only equivalent to the realm of the martial god.

That's when a bizarre scene happened.

In the middle of the stone room, after a burst of space distortion, a line of golden characters appeared: Mixed Yuan Gong. Then there was a series of flickers, which turned out to be the cultivation method of the Mixed Yuan Gong.

The light flickered instantaneously, but it was imprinted in the depths of his soul like an eternity, indelible!

The content of the Mixed Yuan Gong was difficult to understand, and Mo Wuxian couldn't understand it at all, but with the emergence of this consciousness, he miraculously understood the meaning of **.

Mixed Yuan Gong is similar to China's internal strength, and the internal power is only summarized by later generations with reference to the mental method of Mixed Yuan Gong.

Mo Wuxian was so excited at this time that he couldn't describe it in words, he didn't expect to get a complete internal strength method, although it was also complete before, but he just didn't find a more perfect one, at this time, the mixed yuan gong is a perfect mental method.

He adjusted his mood, sat cross-legged in the middle of the stone room, and after a while he entered into meditation.

The previous internal strength and mental method were slightly modified, and it became the mixed yuan gong.

At this time, in his body, a Tai Chi pattern was constantly rotating, and in the middle of the Tai Chi was the sea of qi.

The majestic aura in the stone chamber was poured into his body at once, the Mixed Yuan Gong was running, the Taiji Diagram was spinning, and the aura suddenly entered the two yin and yang fish in it, and in less than a while, it became a pure Xuan Qi and was stored in the sea of qi.

As the minutes passed, the mystical qi in the sea of qi gradually increased......

I don't know how long it took for him to stop cultivating, and he looked blankly at everything in the stone room. The aura suddenly disappeared, and it seemed to be absorbed by him all at once!

Of course, he wouldn't believe that he had absorbed the light. Counting the time, it has been three hours.

He looked around carefully, but suddenly understood.

On the stone wall, there is a line of words: Three hours and one cycle.

This undoubtedly says that the rule here, the time when there is abundant aura, is three hours at a time. As for how long this cycle takes to restore aura, he didn't know. So, he decided to stay and continue to observe, and if there was an aura tomorrow, then it would prove that this cycle was one day.

He was full of curiosity about the unknown, and he miraculously waited for a day, and the aura returned in the early hours of the next morning.

This change fulfills his guesses, one cycle per day, one period for three hours.

Even so, it made him overjoyed, because the density of spiritual energy here was five times that of the outside world, and three hours was equivalent to fifteen hours in the cultivation of the outside world, that is, one day and three hours. That is to say, he only needs to finish cultivating here for three hours a day, and the outside world can do without cultivation, and the time is at will.

Could this be the legendary powerful cheat? The word popped into his head unconsciously.

After cultivating for three hours again, it is still the samurai stage, but the Xuan Qi is several times stronger than before.

But how do you get out of this place?

He didn't know how to go, and when he came in, the tomb of the gods pulled him by himself, and as for going out of the tomb, it may have been brought out of the tomb by the tomb!

He just thought to himself, and an accident happened.

Feeling like a reversal of time and space again, he returned to his room.

He suddenly realized, and in his mind he wanted to let himself enter the tomb of the gods, and sure enough, he entered the tomb of the gods, and he thought about going out, and sure enough, he went out again.

From then on, he concluded that the way to enter and exit the tomb of the gods was the guidance of his own mind. Moreover, the place of return is still the same as the place where it left off.

Ducal Palace.

He didn't know what to say now, and a pot of porridge had been blown up outside to find him.

"It stinks!"

A sickening, pungent smell rushed into his nostrils, making him almost faint.

He wiped a handful of his body, slimy, black, knowing that this is the impurities in the body, the impurities are removed, and the road of martial arts is for him to soar.

This impurity is difficult to clean and requires some potions.

The Tao of Traditional Chinese Medicine has been studied in China for thousands of years, and as an inheritor and pioneer, he naturally knows what medicinal materials are needed to clean the body.

He picked up a pen, drew several patterns of medicinal herbs with a brush, wrote the name and threw it outside the door, shouting loudly: "Qinghe, you go and catch the medicinal herbs according to what I gave you, be quick!"

After saying that, he closed the door again, and now he looks really faceless!

Qinghe has been waiting for him to come back in the courtyard, listening to his call, at this time he ran over with a scream, and Lao Yuan said excitedly: "Young master, where did you go, you didn't come back for a day, and now everyone is looking for you, maybe the whole city knows that you are missing!

Qinghe was about to come in, but when she smelled that smell, her abdomen spasmed and she vomited a few times, so scared that she didn't dare to enter the room again.

But she still picked up the things on the ground, looked at them, shook her head and smiled: "The little young master is really dizzy, even the name of the medicinal herb is written wrong!"

"Qinghe, you wait a while!" his voice came, Qinghe stopped going out and asked, "What else does the young master have to order?"

Mo Wuxian said: "You tell my father, just say that I went to pick herbs in order to treat my eldest brother's leg, and now I'm back!"

When he said this, he just wanted to hide his secrets, and at the same time, he reassured the old man.

Qinghe, oh oh oh gone.

After listening to Qinghe's report, Mo Xie scolded with a smile: "This bastard has a lot of ghosts, since you don't want to tell the truth, Lao Tzu won't force you, I will come and beat you again when I have time!"

And just like that, a storm is over!

After a while, Qinghe returned, and Mo Wuxian asked her to boil a vat of hot water with this medicinal herb.

"Young master, you still haven't changed your mind, what are you going to do to take a bath in broad daylight?" Qinghe commanded two subordinates to send the big wooden barrel to the door, thinking about what the young master was going to do!

Mo Wuxian smiled: "Hehe, of course it's a bath, do you want to come in and wash together?"

Qinghe ran out of the courtyard with a bang. So, Mo Wuxian opened the door and looked left and right to make sure that there was no one before picking up the big wooden barrel and entering the room.

He didn't know that this big wooden barrel was filled with more than two hundred catties of potion, and the three subordinates worked together to move it over, but at this time, he only hugged it slightly and got up, and he himself hadn't noticed this change!