Chapter 15: The Fifth Level of the Spirit

Outside, the sky is full of bright stars, and the stars are hanging high, dazzling, decorating the night sky very beautifully, and you can't feel the darkness, you can't feel the silence. And Mo Hang spent a long night in cultivation, and the shorter the time, the more diligent he cultivated again.

The next day, Mo Hang was still in high spirits, and with a plan, he gave up some first-order demon beasts he met on the way, marched into the demon realm, and directly provoked the second-order demon beasts.

The second-order demon beast Iron Horn was unfortunate and was the first to be discovered by Mo Hang. It belonged to the kind of existence that was at the bottom of the second-order demon beasts, and now Mo Hang was very experienced in facing this kind of demon beast that was not too tough in attack. He first hit the ox with his bare hands, and struck dozens of palms on the ox, causing the ironhorn ox to be in pain. However, the attack of the Iron Horn Ox could not hurt Mo Hang, and Mo Hang could always successfully dodge it by using the clear wind retreat, which made the Iron Horn Ox angry, his eyes were on fire, and his nose was spitting out the air. The Ironhorn slammed into the Ink Voyage several times with a pair of horns, but its anger caused it to lose its mind, and it refused to give up the senseless attack for a long time.

The Iron Horned Ox is a second-order demon beast, and it is considered a low-level demon beast among the demon beasts, and its spiritual intelligence is not high, which just makes it the object of Mohang's actual combat. But Mo Hang is only the strength of the spirit, and although it can make the Iron Horn feel pain, it can't bring it fatal damage. The two sides were so entangled, and when Mo Hang felt tired, he summoned the long sword and ended the life of the Iron Horn Ox, of course, it is essential to take out the demon core, as he said, he is a poor man.

After a short rest, Mohang began to look for the next target. He was specifically looking for second-order demon beasts, which were only one rank higher than him, and were the most suitable for him to train now.

When Mo Hang encounters a weaker second-order demon beast, he entangles with it to consolidate his combat experience; when he encounters a slightly stronger one, he will bring him some minor injuries during the battle; when he encounters a strong one, he will be seriously injured and even almost killed, but fortunately, in the end, the Dome immediately strengthened the spiritual energy transmission, so that he survived.

The injuries he was injured in the battle did not make him complain, the wandering on the edge of life and death did not make him afraid, his heart was firm, he moved forward bravely, and worked hard towards his goal.

Time passed in his battles and cultivation, and these became his daily needs, and became his daily compulsory courses. Such a day caused him to feel numb in his heart, and when he encountered a first-order demon beast, he directly ignored it, when he encountered a second-order demon beast, he would rush over to fight with a long sword, and when he encountered a third-order or even above demon beast, he would run away.

Today's Mo Hang can be described as the evil star of the second-order demon beasts on the edge of this demon world, whoever is encountered by Mo Hang, today next year is their sacrifice day, no matter what the result is, Mo Hang will kill it with the help of the dome and take out the demon core.

Because there was no living mouth under Mo Hang's sword, his evil star was not spread among the second-order demon beasts, and the demon beasts were still living as usual. In the demon world, it is common for high-level demon beasts to attack and kill low-level demon beasts, and it will not attract attention at all if a demon beast dies in this area. And the number of demon beasts is extremely huge, and what Mo Hang has killed can be said to be very small, so let's kill it.

Zhenbi's day is gradually approaching, and Mo Hang's strength is gradually improving, such an ordinary killing makes him look a little violent, and he usually talks less with the dome, and he concentrates on his cultivation. There are still three days before the town comparison begins, and Mo Hang has changed a lot from when he first entered the demon world. In the past month or so, he has been chasing cultivation and has never slowed down, he has worked hard to improve, moving towards his goal, because of Zhenbi, he can't afford to lose the battle with Hong Feng. Those who mocked him, those who bullied Chu Fei'er, he remembered it deeply in his mind and became his constant motivation.

The current Mo Hang, his hair is much longer than when he first entered the demon world, his ears are covered, his face expression is flat, he is bare-chested, wearing black trousers, black cloth shoes, sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, he is cultivating. If you look closely, you will find that there are faint scratches on his chest and back, which he left when he fought the demon beast.

There is no laughter before, only desperate cultivation, once Mohang has a goal, he will work hard without hesitation. He has no extraordinary talent, but he has the perseverance to endure hardships and stand hard work. Although he had the help of the dome, his rapid improvement was inseparable from his efforts. The key to success lies in 1 percent talent and 99 percent perspiration, which is not true, but it fully reflects the importance of hard work.

Finally, the night before the start of the town competition, he once again sensed that the dantian aura was saturated, and joy welled up in his heart, and Mo Hang's face showed a long-lost smile. This promotion came in time, if it was only the fourth level of the spirit and defeated Hong Feng, he would be unsure. Mo Hang calmed down the joy in his heart and cautiously began to advance, because he might capsize in the gutter and fall short, after all, the promotion was not 100% successful.

A feeling of comfort spread throughout his body, and his fists were full of strength, and Mo Hang knew that he had successfully advanced and promoted to the fifth level of the Spirit Being, which greatly narrowed the gap between him and Hong Feng's spiritual energy content. In his heart, Dashi let go, Mo Hang's cold expression faded, and gradually regained peace, and he established a connection with the dome.

Qiong spoke first: "Congratulations, Spirit Level 5, your goal has been achieved, and with your long-term combat experience, it should not be difficult to defeat that Hongfeng." ”

Mo Hang nodded and said, "Thanks to you, without you, I'm afraid I'm a first-level talent now." ”

Qiong said happily: "Others are not so lucky, but there are gains and losses, since the Lord God has approved you, then the burden of saving the world will fall on you in the future." ”

Mo Hang's mouth opened wide in surprise and said, "What? Salvation? What are you making international jokes, I'm just a spirit being." ”

Qionghe laughed and said, "I don't want you to save the common people now, I really want you to go, do you have that ability?"

Mo Hang asked, "Isn't it very good to live now, what do you want me to save?"

"Hehe, if you stay in such a small town, how can the outside world know, now your strength can't be touched at all, and when your strength reaches a certain level, I will naturally tell you, and you can't shirk it then. ”

Mo Hang felt that he would be sold, but it was useless to worry, now that he had a dome to help him cultivate, he should always pay something, so he didn't continue to ask. How could he have thought that there would be such important things waiting for him to do in the future, and how many dangers would be waiting for him to break through, he didn't pay attention to Qiong's words, and even thought that Qiong was joking with him again.

This night was the most relaxing night for Mo Hang to come to the demon world, because it was still very early, he walked out of the cave, climbed to the top of the mountain, lay on a big rock, and admired the night sky of the demon world.

The stars are shining, the moon is hanging high, and Mohang can see it. A phantom appeared in the night sky, it was his mother Xiao Lin, another phantom appeared, it was his father Mosu, and another phantom appeared, it was the lively and lovely Chu Fei'er. Mo Hang's eyes were moist, he hadn't seen them for more than a month, he missed them, and muttered in his mouth: "Father, mother, sister Fei'er, how are you?" Gradually, Mo Hang forgot about himself, closed his eyes, and fell asleep, after more than a month of cultivation, he was tired, not only physically tired, but also mentally tired.

In order to defeat Hong Feng, Mo Hang came to this dangerous demon world alone and the firmament, he cultivated diligently and hard, not hesitating to hover on the edge of life and death, without a trace of relaxation, and now he has successfully promoted to the fifth level of the spirit, Hong Feng waited, and Mo Hang came back.