Chapter Forty-Eight: The Green Lantern Shadow Waits for the Gentleman to Return
This is a familiar feeling that has not been seen for a long time, vitality, having vitality is the sign of a martial artist, his face is ecstatic, and Mo Chen's palms trembled slightly with excitement.
"Have the meridians been opened up and gathered into a sea of qi?"
He really didn't know that when he was receiving the inheritance of the exercises just now, the powerful inheritance power directly helped him open up the last bit of blocked meridians. And he also took the initiative to gather into a sea of qi, and now Mo Chen has officially become a real martial arts one-star martial artist.
A little unbelievable, the soul that was refined by the ink dust condensed, and an invisible divine thought was instantly formed. His face showed even more ecstasy, and he swept towards his body without thinking about it.
'Divine Thought' is a kind of martial artist's ability to perceive things, generally speaking, as long as you successfully open up the meridians and gather into a sea of qi, after becoming a real martial artist. Martial artists can condense the power of their souls through some magic decisions, forming divine thoughts that can scan things like eyes.
Of course, this is under normal circumstances, and there are some martial artists who can't form divine thoughts at first, mainly because the soul power is too weak, or there is no magic decision to condense the soul power, and this situation generally only appears among low-level martial artists. Now that Mo Chen found that he had formed a divine thought, he was even more convinced that he had reached the level of martial arts.
"Huh...... Sure enough, it's a sea of qi, and my ink dust has finally become a real martial artist" Mo Chen's divine thoughts swept his body, and the sea of qi in his abdomen had been completely formed, and the vitality of one red and one blue was slowly rotating like a bucket plate. And the center of the sea of qi, the tower that was called the black iron block before the ink dust, was also quietly suspended.
The smile on his face was even worse, Mo Chen felt that he was really happy, and with a thought in his heart, a piece of black iron the size of a finger appeared in his right palm.
"One side tower...... Why don't you look like a tower at all?" Mo Chen muttered, and said a little unclear, "How do I feel that you are still so ordinary?" Before that, I didn't officially become a martial artist, and I didn't form a divine thought, and my sensitivity to the small iron block of this tower was very weak.
I think it's so ordinary, but now that I know the magic of this small tower, I even have a divine scan, but I still feel that this small tower is average.
If it weren't for the connection of that thought in his heart, feeling that he could control this little piece of iron at any time, Mo Chen would really feel that this was a very ordinary little piece of iron.
I can't see it with my divine thoughts and eyesight, which makes Mo Chen's heart even more determined, this thing is really a treasure, if I am chased and killed to nowhere to escape in the future, hide in it directly, who can find me.
As for why it's not like the tower, Mo Chen is not in the mood to dwell on it, now that he has officially entered the path of qi refining, there are still many things to do next.
Now that the sea of qi has just been formed, the vitality is still very vain and uncertain, and the most important thing is to calcine and condense the vitality, otherwise the vitality will be vain and floating against the enemy, and it will be easy to be defeated by others.
Moreover, there is another thing that makes Mo Chen not relax, his waste physique is known to almost everyone in the entire family.
But if he goes out so swaggering now, others can see at a glance that he has become a martial arts one-star qi refining cultivator. A waste has only woken up for a few days, and it has reached a few martial arts and one star, which is such a magical thing, it is difficult not to attract the attention of others.
You must know that the disaster of killing often comes from others thinking that you have a secret hidden in you, and Mochen does have a secret on him. If his cultivation is really revealed, it will be difficult for others not to think about it. Now that his strength is not enough, he has to protect himself, and he has to be careful in everything.
Sitting on the straw mat, Mo Chen frowned and thought, the only way is to practice a hidden cultivation technique, but his own cultivation is too low, and it is indeed a very difficult thing to hide his cultivation in front of those strong people who have reached the level of chemical martial arts.
Unless this concealment technique is very advanced, Mo Chen thought hard, in his previous life, he specialized in the art of Danding in Yudan City, and the rest was to learn various exercises according to the needs of Yudan City.
"Nine Turns of Deception Method" Mo Chen's eyes lit up, and he remembered a very subtle and high-level hidden cultivation method in Yudan City. Without the slightest hesitation, concentrating and calming, it is to start the operation.
The Nine Turns Deception of the Heaven Exercise is a total of nine folds and nine turns, and the higher the level of refinement, the higher the degree of concealment. With the current Qi refining cultivation of Mo Chen, it is already the limit to be able to refine to the second turn, and it is not possible to refine it in a day or two.
The cultivation has not been day and night, and it has been a few hours since the ink dust settled, and the sky has already darkened. It's still the white moonlight. Xiaolinzhong's eyebrows were closed, and the rhyme of his body flowed between his breaths.
Slowly opened his eyes, exhaled deep turbidity, and the seal knot on his hand was also folded.
"I just turned to the entry level for the first time, it seems that this is not something that can be refined to the second turn in a while, so I can only take my time" muttered to himself, the ink dust brushed away the fallen leaves, and got up to go back to the jade pear orchard.
After entering the first turn, under the six stars of Chengwu, no one should be able to see his cultivation, but there are not a few people above the six stars of Chengwu of the Mo family. It seems that not only do you have to hurry up your cultivation, but you also have to be careful on the way back.
Silver smooth moon, ink dust was careful all the way, fortunately it was late at night, and there were not many people outside in Mojia Water Village, so he was so careful and returned to the jade pear garden.
Chirping...... Mo Chen pushed the door in, quickly closed the door, and patted the nervous chest against the door panel, it was already the winter moon, and there were still sweat drops on his forehead, which showed how uneasy he was going this way.
"I'm really tired of my son" Mo Chen muttered, raised his feet and walked inside, it seems that he can't go out these days.
"Mochen ......" Mo Chen just raised his feet, the girl's soft voice sounded, and the slight worry was not concealed, she was already running towards Mo Chen, and hung a green lantern in her hand, it turned out that she had been waiting on the stone bridge for an unknown amount of time.
"Why did you come back so late today, I've been waiting for a long time to make a meal" In front of Mo Chen, Yuerou's face was worried and dissipated, revealing a faint joy, while shaking her little hand lightly, it is estimated that she has been sitting for too long and is a little sour.
The reason why Mo Chen was nervous all the way back was because he was afraid that Yuerou would worry, after all, he had never spent the night outside before. Although he knew that the girl would be worried, he saw that she was waiting for him directly outside the stone bridge, and it was so cold, so it was okay.
"If I come back and wait late in the future, don't wait for me outside, I'm full, and it's not too late to wait for the fire" Mo Chen's eyes were regretful, but his tone was a little reproachful.
Pulling the girl's sour hand over, kneading and hazy, he really couldn't see that the girl suffered even a little bit.
Untied the velvet cotton cloak on her body, helped Yuerou put it on, and took the hanging green lantern in her hand.
"I have a magic core, I don't feel cold" Looking at Mo Chen's movements, the girl's beautiful eyes were full of delicateness, grasping the embroidered edge of the cloak, and her delicate face seemed to be faintly happy.
"The magic core doesn't work either, anyway, it just doesn't work, understand" Mo Fa snorted as a matter of course, so he pinched the girl's pink nose angrily. Seeing her nodding obediently, he grabbed her little hand and walked towards the small building.
A few side dishes, after being left for so long in this winter month, they are cold. Mo Chen pulled Yuerou to sit down, and saw that her beautiful eyes were looking at her without blinking, with a faint smile on her little face, and she didn't mean to eat at all.
Mo Chen didn't know, but the little girl was probably almost hungry, so she didn't think much about it, picked up a dish on the table, and Mo Chen smiled and said, "Rou'er, you see I'll play a trick on you."
"Okay......" Yue Rouqiao responded happily, and the fiery red vitality also appeared on the palm of Mo Chen's hand, illuminating the girl's delicate face full of red. You can feel the heat of a wave of air coming towards you.
"Vitality...... Mo Chen, have you become a martial artist?" Yue Rou's small mouth was shocked. She could naturally see the vitality, and she had been working hard in the past few days, using the exercises given to her by Mochen and the liquid that cleared the veins to open up the meridians. The speed is not slow, and now it has been opened by almost a tenth, and Mo Chen praised her this morning.
However, Mo Chen has only woken up for less than ten days, how did he become a martial artist, the little girl really doesn't understand, where is there such a fast pulse speed. Even if it's a genius among geniuses, it's not as fast as ink dust.
The same goes for all sorts of things.