The long black knife lay quietly in Pojun's hand, without any response, as if he was sleeping for a long time.

Pojun sighed, stepped forward and punched Youlan Mu in the abdomen, with a crisp "bang", Youlan Mu flew out of the ice crystals like a stone, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem" Youlan Mu's face turned blue, lying on his stomach in the ice chips and coughing violently, especially the pain in his abdomen as if he had been crushed by a grinding disc.

"What the hell do you want?" Youlan Mu inhaled lightly and glared at the moody bastard in front of him.

"Help you increase the strength of your consciousness." Po Jun smiled slightly, and disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Youlan Mu's eyes.

Youlan Mu was startled and wanted to dodge to the side, but the other party's speed was so fast that he didn't even see the opponent's movements clearly, and he was punched again in the abdomen.

"Bang!" The sound was dull, like the movement of a hammer smashing meat.

The intense pain eroded every inch of Youlan Mu's pain nerves.

"Bang!" Before Youlan Mu could recover from the sharp pain of the previous two times, the third punch struck again, hitting the same position in the abdomen.

You Lanmu finally couldn't help but snort, and completely fainted in the wave of severe pain.

"Three Fist ......" Po Jun rubbed his scum short beard, and cracked the corners of his mouth to reveal a meaningful smile.

The next morning, when Youlan Mu woke up, he found himself lying on the bed with a terrible headache.

"Is that dark-skinned bastard gone?" Youlan Mu covered her dizzy forehead and sat up, and was suddenly intruded into the sea of knowledge by an old monster, and no one would be comfortable. But fortunately, the other party didn't want his life, and it can be regarded as a catastrophe.

Youlan Mu walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water, raised his head and swallowed it, which made him feel a lot more energetic. He pushed open the wooden window to get some fresh air, but the bright sunlight that greeted him was the scorched earth world full of sulfur, and he was once again forcibly pulled into the sea of knowledge.

"Little one, have you slept well? I'm getting a little impatient waiting, it's time to train. Po Jun stood in the distance, lightly pressing his right fist with his left hand and making a "quack, rattle" sound.

"You...... Why are you here again! Seeing the other party's appearance clearly, Youlan Mu's face changed greatly.

"I've always been here, and I'm going to live here for a long time." Po Jun said heartily.

"Live here? My sea of knowledge is not an inn! Listening to the other party's nonsensical answer, Youlan Mu's nerves were tensed to the extreme, if it weren't for the huge difference in strength between the two, Youlan Mu would have rushed over with Wang Baquan to compete with the other party.

"Alright, let's get started." The broken army walked towards Youlan Mu with bad intentions.

"What do you want to do?" Youlan Mu took two steps back vigilantly.

"Your qualifications are too poor, only by constantly beating your divine consciousness with secret methods can you improve the strength of your divine consciousness, in the past, this kind of treatment was only enjoyed by the best school-level generals, kid steal the fun."

"My spiritual sense is not a steamed bun, you can beat it if you want to...... Wait, we can talk about it. Seeing that the corners of Pojun's mouth curled up in a dangerous arc, Youlanmu realized that it was not good, turned around and ran, and suddenly his eyes were dark, and a fist the size of a sandbag struck head-on, and Youlanmu was beaten again and fainted......

Zhihai, after waking up, Youlan Mu and Po Jun sat face to face on the black soil, he decided to have a good talk with the other party, let an inexplicable old monster live in his own sea of knowledge, and his heart was shocked when he thought about it.

"Who the hell are you, and why do you keep staring at me?" Youlan Mu shouted and asked, and beat him twice in a row, which made him angry, and even the honorific title of "third brother" was thrown into the pit by him.

"I am the instrument spirit of the Heavenly Demon Armor, the black cuirass you dug from Lingtian, the Heavenly Demon Armor is seriously damaged and needs to be repaired." Pojun clasped his arms in front of his chest, looking like he was grinning.

"What? Heavenly Demon Armor? Machine Spirit! You're the spirit of the cuirass I buried yesterday! Hearing this answer, Youlan Mu was taken aback, and felt a gust of wind in the back of his head, which was far greater than the impact he heard the other party say about the strong man.

The soul of the instrument is called the spirit. The artifact spirit is the soul of the artifact that was born independently in the long years, but all the artifacts with the autonomous artifact spirit are all the gems in the artifact, and the artifact spirit in front of Youlan Mu can not only speak, but also show a rich human expression, obviously becoming a refinement.

"Don't be nervous, I don't have the habit of cannibalism like my master." Po Jun looked like you were lucky, which made Youlan Mu's heart skip a beat.

This guy is really not a good type, Youlan Mu thought secretly.

"I'm not a refiner, if you look for me, I can't repair your body." Youlan Mu told the truth.

"It's not you I chose, it's him." Speaking of breaking the army, a long black knife emerged.

Feeling the cold air escaping from the knife, Youlan Mu's heart sank, and a feeling of flesh and bone being connected spontaneously arose.

"He chose you, I chose to believe him, it's as simple as that." Po Jun glanced at the black knife a little lonely, and then put the black knife away.

Youlan Mu suddenly had an urge to burst into foul language, what kind of ghost theory is this.

"That black knife also has a machine spirit?" Youlan Mu asked.

"There were, but he died, they all died......" At this point, there was a rare look of sadness on the resolute cheeks of the broken army, but it was quickly hidden by him.

Youlan Mu captured the two key "he is dead" and "they are all dead" in the mouth of the broken army, and thought of the information that the broken army was the third in the ranking, doesn't this mean that there are more than three artifacts! When did the artifact become so worthless, for a while, Youlan Mu was a little speechless.

"Boy, as long as you are willing to send my master's corpse back to his hometown, I will help you advance to the school rank, in the words of your human race, the Yuan Infant Stage." The breaking army offered a very tempting condition.

Originally, Youlan Mu was still thinking about how to coax the broken army away, or should he try to get the recognition of the broken army and get this heavenly demon armor that may be half-crippled, but when he heard the other party's conditions, Youlan Mu immediately accepted it without hesitation.

"I promise you!" Youlan Mu promised loudly, which was completely different from the appearance of shirking before.

Regardless of whether what the other party said was true or not, Youlan Mu had to give it a try, since he was promoted to the seventh level of Qi refining in one breath by relying on the Purifying Pill, Youlan Mu became more and more aware of the difficulty of cultivation.

The Pulp Cleansing Pill only changed his physique, but did not change the thickness of the barrier on the inner wall of his dantian. Others only need one point of strength to break through the barrier, but Youlan Mu needs two points of strength, or even three points of force, four points of force, how to promote to the tenth layer of Qi refining, and break through to the foundation building period, has always been the most concerned thing in Youlan Mu's heart.

"Okay, since you agreed, let's move on. Only if your divine sense is strong enough can you carry out the second step of body quenching cultivation. Po Jun stood up with his thick waist stretched, and a layer of misty black light appeared on the surface of his right fist, and when he looked closely, there was a flow of runes hidden in the black light, thinking that this was the secret method of beating the divine sense.

"Come on." This time, Youlan Mu did not dodge, but stood up very shamefully. In order to be able to lift the shackles on the Youlan clan, he was able to let go, but after being punched three times by the broken army, all the previous Haoyun ambitions were left behind by him, and his only thought before fainting again was "What a fucking pain!" ”

The days in the Spirit Ruins Sect passed quickly, and a month passed unconsciously. During this time, Youlanmu lived a light life every day, not physically floating, but spiritually sublimated. Every day, he was forcibly pulled to Zhihai by the broken army, and he was beaten until he fainted, Youlan Mu didn't know how he survived during this time.

Of course, behind the pain is a huge reward, according to Po Jun, his current divine consciousness strength is sixteen times that of ordinary people. As for how strong this sixteen times is, Yu Lan Mu didn't know, he just found that he was already able to operate with one hand when casting the Mu Yu Technique, and he no longer needed to use both hands to stabilize the rotating water ball.

In the exchange with the broken army, he learned that the owner of the broken army was not from the Yan country, nor was he from the Demon Sect, but a strong man of the demon clan.

Don't look at the difference between the demon race and the demon sect, but there is a world of difference. No matter how vicious the Demon Sect is, it is still a member of the Terran cultivators, while the Demon Sect is a completely exotic alien race.

To put it simply, the Demon Sect is a cultivation branch created by human cultivators borrowing from the cultivation methods of the Demon Race, and the Demon Race is a race that exists in the Abyss Realm. What the broken army wanted Youlan Mu to do was to transport the huge white bones back to the Abyss Realm and bury his master next to the black water in his hometown.

Youlan Mu also questioned this, why did he just want to do this, wouldn't it be more convenient to find someone with good qualifications and a high realm.

Po Jun's answer to this is still the same sentence: "He chose you, I choose to believe him, it's as simple as that." ”

Believing in a black knife without a machine spirit, Youlan Mu doesn't know if this is absurd, but the most important thing for him is to improve his strength.

During this period, Youlan Mu also asked Po Jun about the mental method of the next battle spell, after all, the human race war recipe was originally born from the demon mentality, and Po Jun agreed, saying that he would deduce the mental method of the sixth and seventh layers of the war spell for Youlan Mu, and it is always easier to delete things than to add things.

The night breeze is silent.

In the North Canteen, Youlan Mu was communicating with Po Jun while eating, "Po Jun, when will we carry out the second step of body quenching cultivation, we have been exercising our divine sense for more than a month, it should be enough, and have you studied the mental methods of the sixth and seventh layers of the Battle Spell?" ”

During the month of the Spirit Plantation Garden, in addition to watering the Spirit Field, Youlan Mu was constantly using ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations to impact the eighth layer barrier on the inner wall of the Dantian every day.

However, without the mental method behind the battle spell, the power of the ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations superimposed was a little unsatisfactory, plus his dantian barrier was as hard as King Kong, he had been grinding for more than a month, not to mention blasting a crack on the barrier, but he didn't even scrape off the powder.

"Don't worry, when your divine sense is a little stronger, you can use the secret method to control the earth fire quenching body. That battle trick is also coming soon, you let me study it for a few more days. The broken army said with confidence, the original battle spell was adapted by the human race power according to a demon mentality, and the army breaker knew the operation principle of the battle spell well.

Hearing this, Youlan Mu could only wait patiently.

Suddenly, the impatient voice of the broken army sounded in the sea of Youlan Mu's knowledge, "Hey, did that little demon have a holiday with you, he has been staring at you for a month, and Lao Tzu is annoyed to see it, if it weren't for the damage to my body, you are such a waste, Lao Tzu really wants to kill him." ”

Pojun's words made Youlan Mu's heart moved, he looked for a long time and was stunned but didn't find the other party, but he was discovered by Pojun at a glance, and listened to the meaning of Pojun's words, as if Pojun noticed that someone was secretly peeping at him a long time ago.

"Who is it?" Youlan Mu asked eagerly in the sea of knowledge, the other party must have been staring at him for so long, and he couldn't help but guess if the matter of the Hades King Shanheding had been found by someone to find some clues.

"In addition to that octopus, is there a second demon clan in this canteen who is good at divine sense exploration?"

"What! It's that octopus! Youlan Mu looked in shock in the direction of the center of the lobby.