"Shhh ”

Coughing a few more times, Mo Ning took a deep breath, walked to the side of the anaconda's corpse, pulled out a bone spur that was still in its eye, and then used all his strength to peel off the snakeskin completely along the wound on the anaconda's body.

Suddenly, Mo Ning's eyes froze, his right hand suddenly poked out, and directly grabbed the flesh and blood of the anaconda, blood splashed everywhere, and the next moment, a thick snake gall was pulled out by Mo Ning.

Seeing the fist-sized snake gall in his palm, Mo Ning's eyes were hot, he licked his dry lips, and then swallowed the snake gall in one gulp!

Just swallowed the snake gall, a strong bitter taste spread in Mo Ning's mouth, Mo Ning frowned, endured the smell and bitterness, and slowly transported the "General Sutra", in an instant, a pure Yuan Force was refined from the snake gall bladder, escaping in Mo Ning's body.

The anaconda that Mo Ning killed was already a fledgling intellectual, although it was still in the ignorant period, but it already had the instinct to devour the essence of the sun and the moon, and gradually had some demon characteristics, this snake gall is the core of the anaconda, after the anaconda swallowed the essence of the sun and the moon for a long time, the energy contained in it is probably a little more than the hundred-year-old ginseng that Mo Ning obtained before!

With the support of the majestic Yuan Li, Mo Ning's face gradually became rosy, the sharp pain in his chest was also eased a little, and the flow of qi and blood was smooth.

Late at night, still next to the lake at the foot of the barren mountain, Mo Ning was sitting cross-legged on a big rock on the shore, eating roast snake meat in his mouth, his eyes flashing, and the momentum of the whole person was a little stronger than when he had just broken through to the middle of the Fan Yuan Realm.

Mo Ning himself didn't expect that the energy contained in the snake gall of the anaconda was much more than he expected, and it was very gentle, after Mo Ning refined the entire snake gall, not only the injuries were recovered, but even the realm that had just broken through was stabilized, and there was no need for him to consolidate it.

After completely refining the snake meat in his stomach into Yuan Li, Mo Ning closed his eyes and began to practice the "Soul Casting Technique", which seemed to be influenced by this Dao technique, Mo Ning found that his mind was not only a lot clearer, but also his reaction power had increased a lot, and the most important thing was that his spirit was much tougher than before, and he often practiced all night, he did not feel the slightest tiredness, but was refreshed.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Ning secretly adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, and then a mantra about "Soul Casting Technique" appeared in his mind, and his hands moved in an instant, pinching one mysterious trick seal after another.

However, Mo Ning's cultivation of this "Soul Casting Technique" is still very short, and the speed of pinching the seal with both hands is also very green and slow, but despite this, when Mo Ning pinched the seal of the seal, the wisps of aura between heaven and earth involuntarily moved closer to Mo Ning's side, and then drilled into his mind.

Mo Ning only felt a trace of cool air flowing in his brain, unlike the cool breath coming from his heart, this heaven and earth aura would not increase Mo Ning's understanding, but it made Mo Ning's mind more empty and clear.

According to the above description of "Soul Casting Technique", when cultivating this Dao technique, it is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to strengthen one's mind, derive the power of the mind, and cast a powerful soul.

Continuing to pinch the seal repeatedly, Mo Ning's heart was calm, the cultivation of the Dao technique of "Soul Casting Technique" was to pinch the seal of the trick, pulling the aura of heaven and earth into his mind, Mo Ning spent a full day at that time, coupled with the help of the cool breath coming from his heart, he barely pinched out the first seal of the trick, until now, he still can't pinch out the second seal, it's not that Mo Ning is stupid, but this seal is too complicated, just look at it, and feel dizzy.

Patiently, pinching the first seal over and over again, Mo Ning's heart did not have any boring meaning, and wisps of heaven and earth aura poured into his mind.

After practicing the "Soul Casting Technique" for a night, Mo Ning's eyes opened suddenly, and two rays of essence light burst out, and the whole person's perception became a little clearer again, and his thoughts were clear.

"Next, it's time to practice the Xuan Bang Fist. ”

Mo Ning stopped the cultivation of "Soul Casting Technique", his eyes flickered, and he was slightly apprehensive and expectant in his heart, although every time he practiced "The Book of Phases", his heart would undergo abnormal changes, increasing his understanding, but this "Xuan Bang Fist" is a boxing method, which is different from the cultivation method, and Mo Ning doesn't know if his heart will gush out the cool breath that increases his understanding when he practices "Xuan Bang Fist".

Taking a deep breath, Mo Ning's body moved slightly, and he posed in the posture of "Xuan Bang Fist", and the essentials of "Xuan Bang Fist" appeared in his mind.

At this moment, Mo Ning's face was happy, only to see that in the heart of his chest, a faint golden light slowly transmitted out, and the cool breath poured into Mo Ning's mind, and an inexplicable energy escaped, and that cool breath actually evolved into a vague figure in Mo Ning's mind, and his facial features were hazy.

This vague figure moved in an instant in Mo Ning's mind, his fists waved, the muscles on his arm trembled thirteen times in a row, and an invisible force collapsed from the arm of the blurred figure, and then slammed out with a punch, silently, however, after this punch was completely played, at the fist, a series of thirteen forces exploded, and a huge sound came out in Mo Ning's mind, buzzing constantly!

Feeling the vague figure in his mind to cast the "Xuan Bang Fist", Mo Ning's heart surged with a burst of feelings, the previous obscurity disappeared in an instant, and in an instant, he reached the realm of Xiaocheng!

On the shore of the lake at the foot of the barren mountain, Mo Ning constantly cast the "Xuan Bang Fist", and there was no sound when he punched, and the roar echoed after the punch, resounding all around.

Mo Ning cast "Xuan Bang Fist" over and over again, and every time he punched, he would improve a little, and slowly became more similar to the "Xuan Bang Fist" cast by the vague figure in his mind.

A few days later, by the lake, Mo Ning was still wearing the same tattered gray and white shirt, messily draped over his shoulders, but his dark eyes were as bright as jewels, and the essence was shining.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, Mo Ning let out a burst of shouts from his mouth, his body moved suddenly, his right hand clenched into a fist, and suddenly it burst out, without the howling of the strong wind, silently slamming into a tree trunk as thick as a bowl mouth in front of him.

"Bang!"

The muscles of Mo Ning's entire right arm trembled twice in an instant, and two invisible terrifying forces surged along the arm to the fist, and the explosion opened in an instant, and two roaring sounds sounded, and the thick tree in front of Mo Ning was directly bombarded by two consecutive bursts of domineering power, smoke and dust everywhere, and sawdust splashed!

Mo Ning waved his big hand, and Yuan Li gushed out to set off a strong wind, and after dispersing the smoke and dust, he saw that on the trunk of the tree in front of him, two huge holes were blasted out, and the big tree tried to make a final struggle, swaying in the wind a few times, and finally couldn't support it, and fell down with a bang.

Looking at the scene he had caused, Mo Ning nodded with satisfaction, then turned to look at the brown anaconda that had been dead for several days, and after hesitating for a while, he put the anaconda's muscles and bones and snake meat in a package made of snake skin, and did not stop, his steps moved, and he went into the distance.

This anaconda has already reached the middle stage of the Fan Yuan Realm, and its flesh and blood have been transformed, and it can be sold at a very good price, after all, now Mo Ning doesn't even have a copper plate on his body, even if he doesn't need anything else, but at least he has to replace the clothes on his body that have long been torn.

Carrying a huge package, Mo Ning's body sank slightly, and then he randomly chose a direction to go, hoping to find a populated place as soon as possible.

Ten days later, in a small town, Mo Ning walked slowly down the street carrying a snakeskin bag, and his tattered clothes had been replaced by a white shirt at some point.

In the past ten days, Mo Ning can be said to have not cultivated much, and has been on the road all the time, and finally found such a small town.

The first thing he did when he entered the town was to sell some of the snake meat he had obtained from the anaconda, and then buy a few clean clothes.

Walking on the street, Mo Ning finally figured out where he was now, here is hundreds of miles away from the Sanji Gate, the mountains are steep, the population is sparse, and there is such a small city around here, the strongest of which is the city lord of this town, but only the cultivation in the early stage of the Fan Yuan Realm.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Mo Ning stopped, turned to look at a blacksmith shop in front of him, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and then walked in slowly.

"Yo, this little brother, do you want to buy a weapon that fits your body?"

As soon as Mo Ning walked into the blacksmith shop, a strong man walked out, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a wide and thick robe on his upper body, looking at him with a smile.

Ignoring the big man, Mo Ning looked at the blacksmith shop with a comfortable look, his eyes quickly swept over the sharp swords of various forms hanging on the wall, and then frowned, and finally saw an iron long knife in a small corner, which was covered with dust, obviously no one had visited it for many years, but Mo Ning felt that this long knife had a trace of weirdness.

His mind moved, and the next moment, Mo Ning performed the "Soul Casting Technique", and invisible fluctuations poured out from his body, and after enveloping the iron long knife, he found that what kind of iron was this, it was clearly made of fine iron!

"How much is this long knife, I bought it. ”

Under the surprised eyes of the strong man, Mo Ning walked to the side of the iron long knife, grabbed it, and then shook his hand violently, the blade of the long knife trembled, and the dust attached to it was suddenly shaken away.

"This little brother, are you sure you want this long knife? We have a fine hundred steel sword here, this long knife was accidentally picked up before, and the refining technique is extremely rough. The strong man watched Mo Ning's movements and couldn't help but say out loud.

"No, I'm going to need this long knife. Mo Ning shook his head, his eyes were full of determination, he took out a silver ingot from his baggage, threw it to the strong man, and then his figure flashed, and he walked out of the blacksmith shop.

Returning to the street again, looking at the people coming and going, and all kinds of shouting voices, Mo Ning also felt a novelty in his heart, he used to live in the Sanji Gate, and he really hadn't seen this face!

After finding a restaurant, Mo Ning came to a room and sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking for a while.

"Now I, my cultivation is not enough to deal with that white deacon, if I rush back to the Three Poles Gate, my life will definitely be in danger!"

Mo Ning is not a reckless person, especially after cultivating the "Soul Casting Technique", he distinguishes things more clearly and calmly, and knows clearly in his heart that if he returns to the Three Poles Gate, I am afraid that he will be killed directly by Deacon Bai!

After a short rest, Mo Ning went out of the room, came downstairs, ordered a few dishes, and drank tea, but his heart was deep in thought, thinking about what to do next.

"Senior brother, why do we have to come to this place where birds don't?"

At this time, suddenly a voice of complaint came into Mo Ning's ears, Mo Ning subconsciously turned his head to look, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he found that at the door of the restaurant, two people slowly walked in, one was taller, and the other had a mole next to his nose, and these two people, both wearing gray and white clothes, were actually disciples of the Sanji Gate!

Although Mo Ning has lived in the Sanji Gate for more than ten years, he has been ridiculed, but Mo Ning is also familiar with some of the characters in the Sanji Gate, the two people who came, the name of the mole on the nose is Wang Shuo, and the taller one is named Lin Tao.

Seeing these two people, Mo Ning had a trace of doubt in his heart, not understanding why they appeared here, and the next moment the "Soul Casting Technique" was silently cast, and a wave of invisible energy fluctuations swept over these two people.

"One is the middle stage of the Fan Yuan Realm, and the other is the peak of the early stage of the Fan Yuan Realm. ”

In just a few breaths, Mo Ning clearly knew the cultivation of these two people, and he had to sigh in his heart, this Dao technique is really easy to use, not only can he investigate things, but he can also clearly know the specific cultivation of others!

"You think I want to come!"

Lin Tao sighed, his face was also annoyed, his brows were tightly locked, obviously annoyed by something, but the two of them didn't notice Mo Ning on the side.

"Alas, when you were in the sect at that time, you must have also heard that powerful Sanskrit sound, it is said that this sound spread throughout the Eastern Regions, even the Western Regions, and almost all the sects were boiling! Lin Tao complained on the side, and he couldn't help but despise the elders in the sect in his heart, now that the sects in the Eastern Regions have dispatched disciples to find the source of the Sanskrit sound, his own Sanji Sect, which is not in the stream, I am afraid that he is not even qualified to get a piece of the pie!

"That's right, it is said that even Senior Brother Su Lin was sent out this time!" Wang Shuo, who was a junior brother, nodded, and then a look of admiration appeared on his face.