Looking at his own reflection on the surface of the lake, the black hair that had blown his face up from the explosion also stood on end because of the explosion. After washing his face and tying up his hair in front of the stream, Mo Yi said to himself: "That's right! That's it! My method is right, it's just that I didn't control it just now." Mo Yi once again divided the Suyuan technique into the most primitive state, and then tried to merge with the dust in the air, and the dark void caused by the teacher was the combination of the original technique and the dust!

Once again, the technique was fused with the dust, and it was not well controlled here. A pitch-black cavity of a cube is constructed by Mo Yi and is a cube that is the same as the block ink technique. Mo Dongyu came to Mo Yi's side at some point, and was surprised when he looked at this square. The half-space bodies constructed by Mo Yi in front of him are like the block ink technique, each with a completely independent space, but the number of blocks constructed by Mo Yi is only eight, and the eight independent spaces rotate and slowly separate by themselves.

"No! Mo Yi is too anxious, such a high temperature will cause an explosion again! The eight squares are moving away from each other, and the big squares that don't form a whole are no way to fuse with Ji Shu Teng," when Mo Dongyu was in a cold sweat, a cold breath came out of Mo Yi's body.

A pale blue seed emerged from the back of Mo Yi's head and flew towards the center of the eight blocks, and as the seed appeared, the temperature around it dropped and the eight blocks that had been moving away from each other also gathered together and rotated like a finger flick. The droplet-shaped Jishu Teng appeared directly in front of Mo Yi, and the large square slowly merged with the Ji Shu Teng, and as they merged, the red border outside the blue Ji Teng changed color, and the orange jumped on the outermost part of the Ji Shu Teng. Mo Dongyu's eyes were huge at this time!

"That's it!" Mo Dongyu couldn't believe that what he had just seen would definitely not be wrong! He did see it! When the cube and Mo Yi's drop-shaped Chronicle were completely fused, another flame-like Chronogram clearly appeared on the ground where Mo Yi was sitting. He was all too familiar with that flame-like pattern, because his own memorization was flame-shaped! Mo Yi opened his eyes and saw the teacher's surprised expression, and the corners of his mouth rose proudly: "Hehe, teacher, Mo Yi is not very powerful." ”

"Although I originally wanted to divide a large space into thirty-seven small spaces"

"Mo Yi, you roll up the sleeve of your right hand and show me the Fire Origin Technique Chronicle Teng that you carved into at the beginning. "Mo Dongyu doesn't have time to be happy about the matter of Mo Yi Space now, he must confirm another thing first.

"Oh," Mo Yi saw the teacher's solemn expression for the first time, no longer laughing, and lifted the sleeve of his right hand, and saw the gray that he had ignored for a long time, and the flame-like pattern on the magic was still lifeless gray. "How's the teacher?" Mo Dongyu frowned and muttered, "Did I think wrong?"

Mo Yi looked at Mo Dongyu, who was talking to himself, and didn't bother, closed his eyes, and felt the changes in his realm. The liquid technique in his body was still like a turbulent river, and a wisp of consciousness penetrated into the dantian with a wisp of consciousness from Mo Yi, and a huge square appeared in his own perception! This was the space he had just created, only his own space, and in this space, he was the king! No one could enter this space without his permission.

Eight cubic meters of space rotated on its own, a light blue seed, connecting them together to form a large square of eight cubic meters, Mo Yi was now in a square, there was nothing around it, and a ray of blue light illuminated the entire space, and with the soft light, his eyes once again focused on the seed.

"This is? oh, this should be the seed of the Ice World. "Mo Yi remembered the words of an unknown predecessor, 'This seed will be of great help to your cultivation in the future space and world'. The soft blue light was not as cold as its name, like a sun illuminating Mo Yi's empty space. Consciousness withdrew from his space and saw the teacher dozing cross-legged, "Teacher, I have found the seed of the ice and snow world." ”

"Oh," he opened his eyes, and Mo Dongyu said lightly: "I saw that it was that seed just now that stabilized the eight spaces that made you unstable and merged them into one." Mo Dongyu stood up and said, "Isn't Mo Yi going to take me on a tour?" Mo Yi stuck out his tongue, and a light blue droplet-shaped pattern appeared in front of Mo Dongyu, and Mo Dongyu's body shrank into a palm-sized crotch, and he entered the memorization of the artem. Looking at the empty square, Mo Dongyu said, "It seems that it's time to give you something." ”

"What's that?" Mo Yi's voice of anticipation sounded in the space, this space was created by Mo Yi himself, but the current Mo Yi does not have a realm like Mo Dongyu, and he can't shrink his body at will, he can only enter a wisp of consciousness into the space. A burst of indigo flashed, and the first space was filled with various scrolls: "These are all books that will be helpful to your future cultivation, so read more when you have time." ”

Under the guidance of Mo Yi's consciousness, Mo Dongyu entered the space of the second layer, if Mo Dongyu hadn't shrunk his body in advance, he wouldn't have been able to straighten up at all in this small cubic meter, and there was a burst of light in this space, there were all kinds of medicines and medicinal materials in this space, Mo Yi looked at his space being piled up one by one, not to mention how happy he was, everything the teacher took out was what he used now, leading Mo Dongyu to say, and in the last space, a bow appeared in this space with the light.

"This bow is called 'Extreme Spirit Miao', which is made of a 'Xuanshui Python' crystal soul that has just stepped into the Youlan Realm and the bones of a 'Polar White Bear'. Mo Dongyu paused and continued: "And at that time, the 'magic spirit weapon' that was conjured by the parasitic beast was the weapon that would accompany you for the rest of your life. Just like the 'karmic lotus canglong halberd' for the teacher, because it has a soul connection, it is as convenient to use as a sibling. ”

Looking at Gong Moyi in the space, he found that a blue light was wrapped around this 'Extreme Miao' and 'Extreme Miao', as if it was trembling gently because of the blue light. "Alright, I'm going out, and I've put the bow technique in your first dimension. Mo Dongyu's voice disappeared into space.

In the outside world, a teardrop-shaped pattern emerged, and Mo Dongyu appeared from it, breathing in the fresh air, and there was no trace of air at all in the space that Mo Yi had just formed, and there were no living people there. Seeing that Mo Yi was still tightly closed, Mo Dongyu frowned, he just went to the Mo Yi space, he really wanted to confirm one thing, there was no trace of fire in the Mo Yi space, which proved that he was indeed wrong at the beginning.

"Maybe I'm really dazzled. Mo Dongyu whispered softly. The space formed by the cultivators at the beginning would only have their own primordial arts, and in the space of Moyi, there were only thin water primordial techniques floating in them. And with the cultivators' continuous cultivation of the space technique, various primordial techniques will slowly form in this small space, and the earth, rivers, air, and so on will evolve, and at that time, such a space will be called a small world by the cultivators.

The formation of the small world also meant the refinement of the realm again, and at that time people called the cultivators of one world 'warlocks'. Mo Dongyu didn't feel the existence of the Fire Origin Technique in Mo Yi's space, which meant that Mo Yi was just a cultivator of the Water Yuan Technique. Mo Dongyu shouted to the sky: "The junior has thanked the seniors for their kindness to the young master, as the seniors said, the seeds of this ice and snow world have played an infinite role in the space of the young master. ”

And Mo Yi, who was staying in his own world, didn't know what was happening outside, he was carefully studying the 'Extreme Miao' bow in the space, "I'm so stupid, just take it out and see it, wouldn't it" seemed to realize this and opened his eyes. A teardrop-shaped pattern appeared in the air, and a bow half a zhang long appeared in front of Mo Yi's eyes with his right hand passing through Jishuteng. Standing upright, Mo Yi was a little helpless, this bow was not much shorter than his stature

The bow is white all over and feels like it is made from the ribs of a polar white bear. It was a little cold to the touch, and the two poisonous fangs of the Xuan Miao Python were made into a black snake tendon that was tightened on it. Mo Yi's hand unconsciously held the bow, I don't know what the bow is made of, but the crystal inlaid on it, Mo Yi still knows the Xuanmiao Python crystal soul of the Youlan level!

The crystal soul is inlaid in it with great luxury. Just by touching the hand, you can feel the surging power of the original jutsu inside, although the bow is half a zhang long, it is also very light. Playing with the bow, Moyi tried to pull the bowstring. "Hum", it took a lot of effort, Mo Yi couldn't pull the bowstring, and the bowstring was trembling slightly. You must know that Mo Yi's strength can easily lift a big tree a few people thick! Mo Yi's eyes only revealed incredulity.

"You urge Suwon to try. Mo Dongyu really couldn't bear Mo Yi, who was awake and fiddling with the bow left and right. "Oh" It turned out to be like this, under the urging of the Suwon Technique, Mo Yi felt a force transmitted from the bow. Slowly pulling the bowstring, an arrow feather made entirely of Suwon condensed on the bow and bowstring. "So handsome!" Mo Yi exclaimed.

"Bang" released the arrow feather in his right hand that was holding the string, and he didn't know where to fly. Just a simple arrow consumed one-third of the water source technique in Mo Yi's body, and this arrow actually consumed more power than he cast a complete set of Yan Shuo Eight Extremes! In amazement and amazement, he put away the 'Extreme Miao' bow. Mo Yi had an extra copy of the edition in his hand, and sat cross-legged to scan the contents of the edition.

A large amount of information rushed into Mo Yi's mind, and a picture appeared in Mo Yi's mind, this is the cultivation method portrayed by the person who wrote the book with his own technique, as long as others use the technique to scan the words on this version of the script, the cultivation method of this technique will be engraved in the person's heart, but the words on the plate will also disappear, although this is very convenient for the cultivation of future generations, but the limitation of being able to use it only once has also caused the loss of many powerful techniques.

In my mind, I watched the cultivation method of this Qingshen technique 'Feather Lock Thousand Miles' over and over again. Mo Yi couldn't help but sigh again and again; It turned out to be like this", "Oh", "It turns out that the control method I just made was wrong. Before I knew it, it was noon, Mo Yi still didn't mean to stop, Mo Dongyu didn't bother, what Mo Yi did now was to memorize the key points and techniques of this technique, and pave the way for real practice