The night breeze is cool and the moon shines.

A young man in white was sitting cross-legged under a tree and practicing.

The young man is only sixteen or seventeen years old, his eyebrows are delicate, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and between his eyebrows, there is a bit of fierce color, and his bearing is very extraordinary.

Yue Yuyan looked at the good-looking eyebrows and eyes of the young man under the tree, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Scenes related to the teenager came to her mind.

When they first met, the snow was heavy, and the young man had a sword for one person, just like those chivalrous men in the script, when their father and daughter were in the most danger, they rescued each other and killed all those thieves;

In front of the Wenfu Gate, in the face of the masters of the King Kong Gate, they were not afraid, and the sword moved forward, although there were twists and turns, there were thrills, but in the end they still won the victory, and the Wenfu and the lives of the people who came to their aid were all saved;

And in the face of the temptation of Sister Ling'er and Wenfu Wanguan's family wealth, the young man was indifferent and refused without changing his face, at that moment, his heart really hung in his throat, and he almost jumped out.

Fortunately, he finally refused.

Looking at the good-looking eyebrows and eyes of the young man under the tree, Yue Yuyan couldn't help but look a little stupid for a while.

A burst of scorching breath escaped from Mo Li's body, even though it was late autumn at this time, the climate in the north was cold, and Mo was within a radius of one zhang, but it was as warm and comfortable as a big furnace.

This is the divine effect of Pure Yang Wuji Gong, but it is also the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong.

Yes, the dragon elephant is like a skill, and Mo Li has been practicing this technique for the past half a month.

This foreign family magic skill, the path of three wheels and seven veins, is very different from the Central Plains martial arts, but it has a unique mysterious power.

Although according to the records above, the cultivation time of each layer is doubled from one layer to the next, and it will take at least hundreds of years for ordinary people to cultivate to the fullest, but Mo Li is not an ordinary person in the end.

He is a master of martial arts who is about to break through the top realm, he who cultivates the Book of Changes Forging Bones, the root bone qualification is rare in the world, and with the help of a thousand-year-old snow ginseng, the speed of cultivation can be imagined.

Although it is not as good as Zhang Wuji's progress in cultivating into the Great Shift of Qiankun in just a few hours, after such a period of time, he has also practiced this divine skill to the seventh level, and he is only a little short of being able to break through the eighth level!

At this time, in that thin body, there is the supreme power of the Seven Dragons and Seven Elephants, and the vigor of the blood is vigorous, even if he does not rely on internal strength, it is difficult for him to find an opponent in the realm of first-class masters.

And this Outside Family Technique actually complemented the Pure Yang Wuji Gong in Mo Li's body, and with the continuous improvement of his physical fitness, Mo Li's True Qi grew much faster than before.

After Mo Li finished his practice, he slowly opened his eyes, and a terrifying light flashed from his eyes, but it was fleeting.

The girl watching from a distance saw that Mo Li had woken up, and immediately walked briskly to Mo Li's side, and said with joy on her jade face: "Childe, you are awake, it's time to drink medicine." ”

She held a white jade porcelain bowl in her white and delicate jade palm, with slender fingers and extremely beautiful.

The bowl contained a bowl of fragrant milky white liquid, on which a few medicinal tendrils rose and fell, but the aroma came to the face.

This medicine is not a sideline, it is the thousand-year-old snow ginseng.

This kind of elixir is powerful, if you swallow it, Mo Li will not be able to digest it at all for a while, and it is also a great waste of medicinal power, so he only uses a little every day to improve the cultivation progress of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong.

"There's Miss Laoyue."

Mo Li smiled gently, took the jade bowl, drank it all, and wisps of hot qi slowly rose from his dantian and infiltrated into his body, enhancing his qi and blood power little by little.

This feeling is wonderful, and practicing the outer and inner exercises is a completely different feeling.

Putting down the jade bowl, Mo Li said, "Miss Yan'er, from today onwards, you don't have to come to give me medicine." ”

"Huh?"

Yue Yuyan's small mouth opened slightly, a trace of loss flashed on her jade face, and she said, "Is Childe annoying Yan'er?" ”

"Miss Yan'er laughed, but Mo is going to retreat and practice from today on."

Mo Li said with a smile: "Please also ask Miss Yan'er to tell the people of the Wen Mansion that you don't want to disturb me." ”

It turned out to be a retreat.

Hearing this, Yue Yuyan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she nodded vigorously, and said, "Don't worry, Master Mo, I will definitely protect the Fa for you and not let anyone harass you." ”

Mo Li didn't speak, just smiled softly.

He's going to get through the second vein of Ren Du.

These days of cultivating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, the pure Yang Wuji True Qi in his body has grown to a point where it is almost impossible to advance, and if he doesn't get through Ren Du, his cultivation will stop.

And thanks to the help of this tantric Dharma Protector Divine Skill, Mo Li's control over true qi has also reached a new level, and he already has a great confidence in his heart to successfully break through.

This level is the level of life and death, and it is also the level of the carp jumping over the dragon gate.

Once he breaks through, he will immediately be among the ranks of the world's top masters, and Mo Li can also do more things, such as finding trouble with Yang Xiao, and for example, killing the Golden Retriever Lion King.

After taking a bath, in the afternoon of the same day, Wen Fu cleared out a very secret retreat room for Mo Li, and Mo Li immediately fell into the deepest retreat.

……

Half a month later.

Yue Yuyan wore a light red palace dress, her complexion was ruddy, delicate and extraordinary, just like a cold plum blooming in the snow.

She stood outside the small courtyard, her long sword on one side, quietly looking at the retreat room, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Since the day before yesterday, the food and water delivered here have not been touched again.

"Yan'er, you're really here."

Wen Ling'er is dressed in filial piety clothes, and her delicate face does not have powder, but she has a different charm of clear water and hibiscus.

She is still in the period of filial piety.

I saw this Wen family's concubine with a smile on her face, and said, "Uncle Yue, I can't find you everywhere, I guess you are here." ”

"I want to see if Mr. Mo is out of the customs." Yue Yuyan said softly.

Wen Ling'er smiled and said, "I see Yan'er, you don't look at Master Mo, you want to see your sweetheart." ”

"Sister, don't talk nonsense."

Yue Yuyan's jade cheeks were crimson, and her beautiful eyes were full of shyness.

"What nonsense, Mo Gongzi is good-looking, good martial arts, and very chivalrous, but he saved your life, shouldn't Yan'er promise him?" Wen Ling'er quipped.

Yue Yuyan stopped talking, but her face became more and more delicate.

Seeing her like this, Wen Ling'er sighed in her heart, she was talking about others, but how could she not be herself?

However, this kind of young Tianjiao, who can subdue the martial arts forces of one person and one sword, is like an immortal above the Nine Heavens, how can they be worthy?

Thinking of that day's refusal, Wen Ling'er wanted to persuade Yue Yuyan twice, but before she could speak, a sudden change occurred!

I saw that Yue Lingyan's matching sword suddenly spontaneously sheathed, and it was like a dragon's groan.

The two of them were amazed, and only one of them whispered: "The hall is full of three thousand drunk, and one sword is cold in nineteen states." ”

The next moment, a fierce sword intent suddenly rose from the retreat room, and within a radius of half a mile, there was a sound of sword roaring......