After Mo Wuchen broke through the fourth-order warrior, he was completely exhausted, and he lay on the ground and fell asleep comfortably. The night sky in the distance www.biquge.info was as black as ink, with occasional stars twinking, and the cool night breeze gently caressed Mo Wangchen's unkempt hair. The night gradually deepened, and the crystal dew touched Mo Wangchen's slender eyelashes.

Suddenly, the sky lit up with a round of bright brilliance, enough to compete with the bright moon. The brilliance flew through the clouds, faster than a meteor, and behind it there was a blood-red horse, like a maggot with a bone chasing after it, and from time to time it stabbed the white brilliance.

An obscene and old voice kept shouting and scolding in the light cluster: "Liutao miscellaneous hair, you will never be reborn, and you will not let me go even if you die, hey...... My ass ......"

The blood-colored Pi Lian chased after the light group, looking at it as if it was a frolic, but who knew that they were fighting for life and death, and if they were not careful, their souls would be scattered, and they would never be able to be reborn.

I don't know how long it took, but the ball of light finally seemed to be exhausted, and suddenly stopped, stupidly waiting for the bloody stab to come.

It was the voice of the obscene old man again: "Old man Liutao, Lao Tzu has gone out, it's a big deal to rebuild it." ”

I saw that the blood-colored Pi Lian pierced the white ball of light. The light gradually dissipated, revealing an emaciated body. Immediately afterwards, a golden figure came out of the body's Heavenly Spirit Gai and flew in the direction of Mo Wuchen.

When the blood color pierced the light, the color gradually dimmed, revealing his true face. It turned out to be a quaint flying sword! After the flying sword lost the control of the red energy, it could not fly in the air, so it fell straight down from the sky, and the direction happened to be pointing to Mo Wuchen.

The golden villain looked at Mo Wuchen lying in the courtyard from a distance, and sighed: "Fortunately, there is still a good body, but the cultivation is too weak, and it is better to talk about it!" and then plunged into Mo Wuchen's body.

At the same time, the flying sword also happened to hit the ground, and the blade happened to pierce Mo Wuchen's arm. Traces of crimson blood flowed out. The nameless flying sword encountered Mo Wangchen's blood, as if it had touched a great tonic, and it was ......like a great tonic, and strange blood-colored lines slowly appeared on the sword body, just like blood-colored vines slowly stretching.

"Oh! damn it...... Damn it...... Don't suck it, a good body will be sucked dry by you!" the obscene and old voice scolded angrily.

"No, you can't let your magic sword ruin the good deeds of the deity!" The golden villain hurriedly swam to Mo Wangchen's sea of knowledge, releasing strands of golden silk threads that merged into Mo Wuchen's soul.

It turned out that these golden silk threads were the most precious spiritual source of the obscene old man, and they were a great supplement for Mo Wangchen's soul.

The obscene old man wanted to forcibly sever the connection between the Nameless Flying Sword and his body by strengthening Mo Wangchen's soul. In this way, it is possible for Mo Wuchen not to be sucked away from all the natal essence blood and save his life.

In fact, the old man didn't think about changing his body to give up, but his primordial spirit would be weakened every time he entered a body, and he might not be able to succeed in taking it at that time. Moreover, a suitable body is not easy to find.

......

I don't know how long it took, the east lit up with a white fish belly, and the sky was full of red.

Finally, the nameless flying sword seemed to be full, lying quietly beside Mo Wuchen, and the blood-colored lines on the sword body became more and more obvious, as if it had been carved. There was nothing unusual except for a crystal clear fang embedded in the sword, which flickered from time to time.

"I ...... Hiss, my head hurts...... "After Mo Wuchen woke up, he just struggled to get up, but he didn't know that a feeling of dizziness came, and there was no one in his limbs that was not sore and weak.

"Hug Yuan Shouyi, get rid of distracting thoughts!" an old moan suddenly sounded in Mo Wuchen's mind.

"Who?" said Mo Wangchen, frightened. Anyone who encounters such a bizarre thing will probably not be calm.

"Little doll, don't panic, I'm in your sea of knowledge," the old voice continued, "Do you feel very weak?"

Mo Wuchen was puzzled: "What's wrong with me!"

"Did you see the sword beside you?" said in an old voice, "It has sucked your essence and blood dry, and you won't live for more than three days!"

"Three days!" Mo Wangchen was horrified when he learned that he was dying, "No, I can't die yet!

"Very good, your filial piety can be learned. There is no endless road. I have a practice here, as long as you practice diligently and strengthen your body, it is not a problem to prolong your life......" The old man said and paused, "More importantly, it can help you realize your dream of being strong!"

The old man's words were extremely tempting, and Mo Wuchen was very moved when he heard it. Without hesitation, I agreed.

The old man continued: "The name of this exercise is called "Conquering Heaven Dao", and I will pass it on to you directly. ”

The golden villain's hand lit up with a dazzling light, and suddenly a simple and heavy cyan scroll slowly unfolded in Mo Wuchen's mind, and one after another golden seal characters flew out from it and floated.

"At the beginning of the primeval period, the thunder shook the nine heavens, the reincarnation of heaven was self-contained, and everything in the world was self-contained. "Capture the Sky" is practiced to the extreme, it can shake the reincarnation, kill the way of heaven, and sanctify the body...... "After a while, all the content of the exercise of "Capture the Sky" was remembered by Mo Wangchen.

Mo Wangchen said staggeringly: "Shake the reincarnation, cut off the way of heaven, and sanctify the flesh...... What kind of majesty is this, isn't this a heaven-level exercise?"

The old man laughed: "Haha, little doll, you are too naïve, how can this exercise be more than a heavenly level? Let me put it bluntly with you! This exercise has no grade!"

"What, no rank, you're not going to be happy with me, are you!"

The old man said again: "The fact that it doesn't have a rank doesn't mean that it's not powerful, but because it's so difficult to cultivate, and it's even difficult for ordinary people to rely on it to enter the Dao. Also, this exercise is incomplete, and what you have written down is only the first volume. Even if you have excellent talent and perseverance, you can rely on him to cultivate to Martial Monarch at most. “

Mo Wuchen suddenly realized: "I see!"

"If you want to save your life, you must practice this exercise, enter the Dao within three months, and attain innate within three years. The old man stroked his lewd goatee.

"Ah! I practiced martial arts for six years to reach the fourth order, and it was too difficult to enter the Dao within three months. Mo Wangchen sighed. In the whole six years of martial arts training, he practiced desperately, just to reach the point where he could be comparable to his father's unforgettable return, but this may take him a lifetime, and he will not give up even if it is difficult. Now that there is such an opportunity, how can he not seize it.

"I'll practice!" Mo Wuchen said very firmly, his eyes full of determination!