"Ouch......"

Before Yue Mochen could get familiar with the power in his body, he was already grabbed by Yue Yulan, who was guarding the side.

"Auntie, what are you doing here?"

"You kid, if you get into such a big battle at the first level, even if you use the qi in your body to impulse the acupoint, do you know that this may damage your spiritual veins at any time?"

"Isn't that okay with me? Auntie, I know what I'm doing, and when I reach the limit, I have the real energy to contain it, and I won't mess around. If I don't do this, how can I achieve such a great transformation? You taught me that cultivation is to go against the heavens, and if we can't even endure this bit of suffering, how can we cultivators talk about going against the heavens?"

"Cultivation should be gradual, it is not achieved overnight, it is a good thing to be able to endure hardships, but don't fight with your own spiritual vein. Throughout the ages, there have been many talented warriors, and there are not a few who have the idea of opening up another path, but in the end, no one can succeed, which is how dangerous it is for cultivation. Martial artists who die in the time of cultivation and promotion are no less than those who die in the hands of spirit beasts and enemies! You must remember. ”

"Got it, auntie. But I'm not different from other martial artists. Throughout the ages, how could there have been other martial artists who had condensed soul fire in their bodies under the heavenly realm? And how many monks who condensed soul fire could have black soul fire? Auntie, you are so knowledgeable, you have never heard of a precedent, maybe, my path is indeed different from others. ”

Yue invited Lan to be silent, and then said: "I knew that your little guy would say this, from small to big, ten wild cows can't pull it back, because you think your aunt is old and can't control you, right?"

"Auntie, you're here again, I just want to say that I know what I'm doing, and I'm sure I have the strength to do it. Auntie, have you noticed that I'm not at the level of Qi cultivation now?"

"What, haven't you broken through yet?" Yue Moran on the side asked anxiously.

"Sixth-layer Qi training!Chen'er, how did you do it?" Yue's Lan realm is profound, and he was concerned about it before, but now after listening to Yue Mochen's words, he took a closer look and found that the latter was actually a sixth-layer Qi training, and a mid-level Qi training.

"Just when I used the qi in my body to hit the acupoint, I naturally broke through. I don't know why. Yue Mochen explained.

"Relax your body, and I'll take a look inside you. Yue Invite Lan was afraid that something would happen to him, so after finishing speaking, he put his hand on Yue Mochen's wrist, like a pulse, and slowly entered the aura of the Demon Refining Realm in his body into the latter's body.

When Yue Mochen left the Liyue Palace, it was already noon the next day, and Yue Moran, who had come with him before, had already left after confirming that the former was okay and returned to his residence.

Yue Yulan of the day repeatedly checked his body, but in the end he couldn't come to any conclusions, so he had to summarize the reason as: Yue Mochen's cultivation had been suppressed for too long before, and the conditions needed for a breakthrough had already passed.

As a party, Yue Mochen was also noncommittal, but felt that this was the most reasonable explanation. Immediately, at the request of Yue Yuelan, she practiced in front of her eyes, so that when something went wrong, she could respond in time.

When the cultivation was completed, it was already the next morning, and after enjoying a rich breakfast with Yue Yinlan, he went to the latter's special practice room to test his current cultivation strength.

After Yue Moran, who had gone and returned, found him, the two of them left the Moon Hall and went to the Martial Arts Pavilion with the token given by Yue Invite Lan.

As soon as he came out of the main hall of the Mercy Moon, a cold snort came out of Yue Moran's small mouth.

Yue Mochen, who was still immersed in the joy brought by the promotion, heard the words and was curious, so she followed Yue Moran's gaze.

It's Yue Moling again, and she really complains about the narrow road to her family. Yue Mochen said helplessly.

I saw a beautiful girl, who was arrogantly teaching an ordinary disciple opposite, and this disciple was the person in the Mercy Moon Palace.

The two of them quickly stepped forward, pulled the ordinary disciple away, and asked each other about the situation, but the other party was reluctant to make a sound.

At the moment, how can the two of them not know that it is Yue Moling who is bullying again?

Yue Moran was at a loss in his heart, and after he broke away from the disciple of the Pity Moon Palace, he quarreled with Yue Moling.

"Senior Sister Ling, what's the matter, so many people. A slightly deep voice rang out.

An older disciple walked over, this person was wearing a fiery red robe, he was considered the older among the Mo generation, and the eighteen-year-old stood out among the disciples.

This disciple is very good-looking, and he can be regarded as magnificent, but there is a faint arrogance between his eyebrows, which makes people dislike. His name is Yue Moyu, and he is the eldest disciple of the Moon Palace.

At this time, Yue Moyu was a little unhappy in her heart, after she appeared, the disciples present all looked at her with respect, but the two disciples of the Mercy Moon Hall were not, Yue Moran was fine, she saw the fear in her eyes, but Yue Mochen did not look at him directly.

Yue Mochen's original footsteps also stopped, not because of Yue Moyu who suddenly appeared, but because of the two people behind him, Yue Mofeng and Yue Moxue.

"Senior Brother Yu, you're here too. After Yue Moling saw this person, her face became faster than turning a book, and she said with a smile on her face.

"Well, what's going on?" Yue Moyu was very useful about this. Make a high-ranking expression and say lightly.

"The disciples of the Moon Chasing Hall are not distinguished from each other, and when I see the core disciples of the main hall, I don't even bow down, Senior Brother Moyu, is this what you teach in the Moon-Chasing Palace?" Yue Moran, who saw that Moon Moling was about to speak, took the first step and said.

She didn't point out Fang Cai's matter, because she was worried that Yue Moling would secretly retaliate against Fang Cai's ordinary disciple. Therefore, she took the fact that the disciples of the Moon Hall did not salute Yue Mochen, whether it was a few days ago or at this time, they did not have anyone to salute Yue Mochen.

The disciple class in the Shallow Moon Palace is rigorous, from low to high miscellaneous disciples, ordinary disciples, registered disciples, inner temple disciples, core disciples, and a small number of personal disciples among the core disciples (there is no hierarchy between core disciples and personal disciples, they are all core disciples, but the latter means that their master is the hall master, according to the unwritten rules, it is naturally even more advanced).

Lower-level disciples must bow when they see higher-level disciples, regardless of age, cultivation or cultivation, and regardless of the length of time they have been in the palace.

"I've seen Senior Sister Moran, I've seen Senior Brother Mochen. At this time, Yue Moxue, who had not spoken, said softly.

At this time, Yue Moxue is different from the little orphan who just came in back then, and the timid little girl has transformed into a beautiful little swan.

She stood quietly among the people, but she was as dazzling as the stars, a white dress set off it extraordinarily delicate, her snow-white face was as white as jade with a little flush, and her delicate face seemed to have a faint nobility, the only thing that remained unchanged was the slightly astringent expression.

Yue Mochen nodded with a smile and did not speak.

"Senior Sister Xue is polite. It's still Senior Sister Xue who is likable. Because of Yue Mochen's relationship, Yue Moran also has a good impression of this beautiful little junior sister.

Although Yue Mochen has always insisted that she has no other thoughts about her, she just feels very close to her, and takes care of her as if she is her little sister.

But everyone in the entire Liyue Hall knows that this little junior brother has different feelings for this little junior sister, as for whether this feeling is as he said, it is unknown, but this does not affect everyone's good impression of him.

"Hmph, we entered the palace to practice, not to please anyone. At this time, Yue Mofeng, who had been watching coldly, said lightly, as if he didn't like others to have a good impression of his sworn sister.

Yue Mochen glanced at the two of them casually, smiled indifferently, and then said casually, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Mofeng, your cultivation has gone further." ”

But he was thinking in his heart: "When you break through the Qi cultivation level, you will expand your meridians like a masochistic way to improve your cultivation, but after all, you still can't compare to him." Yue Mofeng raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

But Yue Moyu, who was standing beside him, didn't follow it, and immediately said loudly: "Senior brother, Yue Mochen, you're not mistaken, right? In terms of age, you are younger than Senior Brother Feng, and in terms of cultivation, you are lower than Senior Brother Feng, and in terms of status, you and he are both personal disciples, and you actually call yourself a senior brother? Everyone said that there was no one in the eyes of the disciples of the Pity Moon Palace, and it was so. ”

In the Moon Hunting Palace, Yue Invite Wei cultivated the early Moon Mofeng as a successor, as the eldest disciple of the Moon Hunting Palace, of course, he was very dissatisfied with Yue Mofeng secretly, but in front of outsiders, he had to let go of his arrogance to please him, in order to maintain his apparent demeanor.

Whenever these times come, he will convince himself with words such as "One day, I will surpass him and let the master see who is more suitable to be the hall master of His Highness Zhuyue!", but he didn't know that in front of the discerning people, he acted like a clown or a clown pretending to be a dog.

"Yue Moyu, Senior Brother Chen entered the palace at the age of three, more than five years earlier than Yue Mofeng, in terms of seniority, it is my pity for the young hall master of the Moon Palace, who is above Yue Mofeng, why can't he call himself Senior Brother?

The voice came from far and near, and it turned out to be Yue Moying, a disciple of the Mercy Moon Palace.

"On the contrary, you, a mere disciple of the lineage, dare to call our young hall master by his name?" her tone was a little cold, and it didn't seem to be pretentious.

Many of the disciples present entered the palace very early, and they were quite familiar with Yue Moying, she was promoted from a wrestler to a warrior peak in eight years, if it wasn't for an accidental injury, she would be the youngest heavenly disciple in the Mo generation.

Speaking of accidents, being able to save people is also worthy of everyone's admiration for this genius from the bottom of their hearts. Therefore, her arrival made the originally chaotic disciples a lot quieter.

"I thought it was who, it turned out to be Senior Sister Moying, what, your injuries are healed? It's not good for your health. Haha......"

"Is it possible, do you think that with just one month of Moyu, you can win against the injured me?" Yue Moying stood in front of Yue Mochen and Yue Moran, and said coldly.

"If you weren't injured, you would indeed be qualified to say this, but now, hehe, Yue Mochen, you, the first person, are too boring, you will only hide behind women all day long, and what do you say about the first hall in the palace, is it just you in the Moon Palace?" Yue Moyu said disdainfully.

"Yue Moyu, you have to be responsible for what you say, those who insult me and pity the Moon Palace will be punished!" Yue Moying said that he would do it, and as soon as he raised his hand, a purple-red qi burst out of his body, rushing towards Yue Moyu with a faint scorching heat.

The crowd was shocked, although the three halls in the palace had never been peaceful, but most of them were small frictions, and it was unprecedented to do it before the public like this.

Yue Moyu snorted coldly, took a big step forward with his left foot, and with a grip of the five fingers of his right hand, a round of fiery red light curtain appeared, and in the sneer of its owner, it met the purple-red light.