Unconsciously.

Chen Mo spent two years on Tiger Bat Island.

During this period, he practiced diligently every day, meditating and comprehending, although he never realized the so-called years, but with his continuous practice, the perception of sword intent became more and more sophisticated.

Until this day.

After demonstrating the mystery of sword momentum to more than fifty students, he motioned for the students to study on their own, and he followed the enlightenment that suddenly emerged in his heart just now, slowly sat down cross-legged, put the teaching wooden sword on his knees, closed his eyes and meditated on it.

About half an hour later.

Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a fierce aura in his eyes, and with his low shout, this ordinary teaching wooden sword suddenly flew up, and exuded a murderous aura that shocked demon beasts, this was the ancient evil power of the evil sword!

However, at this moment, Chen Mo was able to use this teaching wooden sword as a basis to perform the evil of the ancients.

The students in the Sword Hall were instantly silent and shocked.

Chen Mo's eyes were like swords, and the wooden sword in the air exuded an astonishing aura.

"It's done, the ancient evil is coming to the sword!"

When Chen Mo comprehended the sword momentum before, he had mastered the Nine Annihilation Sword Technique, but now after his sword intent, he reversed the sword momentum and mastered the ancient evil.

This was originally an incidental supernatural power of the Evil Coming Sword.

Even he didn't expect that the mystery of the Ancient Evil Coming seemed to be far greater than the appearance of the Nine Annihilation Sword Technique.

Suddenly.

Poof.

The wooden sword that exuded an astonishing aura in the air could not withstand the nature of activating the ancient evil powers, and after emitting a dazzling strong light in the air, it turned into ashes and dissipated.

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and a flash of realization suddenly flashed in his heart.

"The Flying Sword made of lightning strike wood will be able to assist you in exerting the sword power of the ancient evil."

Just when Chen Mo was immersed in his own feelings, the students suddenly exclaimed excitedly in the silent classroom.

"Wow!"

"What kind of sword move was that?"

"What a sword move, that's a sword momentum, it's definitely the teacher's sword momentum!"

"It's amazing......"

Chen Mo came back to his senses, and seeing that the students were extremely excited, he couldn't help but shake his head, and immediately took another teaching wooden sword with his empty hands with his mental power, and demonstrated the previous sword trick teaching to everyone.

But compared to the calm of everyone before, the students in the classroom at this moment can be said to be enthusiastic.

Night.

While thinking about the relevant feelings of "lightning strike wood", Chen Mo walked towards the end of the street in the town, where Da Zhuang's mother opened a noodle restaurant, which was Chen Mo's favorite place to go.

The so-called lightning strike wood refers to the tree that has been struck by the sky, and it is also called the evil wood.

This kind of wood, because it was struck by the thunder, has a hollow interior, and in addition to being used as a material for warding off evil spirits, it can also be made into a sealing medium by using the hollow characteristics naturally formed inside.

In fact, Chen Mo had already had a relevant plan, in the Jindan period of the monk's profession, based on the wood attribute materials, he would refine a few wood attribute magic weapons, and then match them with infinite fission characteristics, and after activating the skills attached to these magic weapons, the power would be multiplied.

Now the perception of lightning strike wood can be regarded as pointing out the direction for him.

"It seems that in the future, my natal magic weapon will be based on lightning strike wood and refined into a flying sword."

Then.

Chen Mo also came to the noodle restaurant opened by Da Zhuang's mother.

The dolls also need to eat, otherwise they will not starve to death, but they will gradually die in another way.

Specifically, these dolls are like Chen Mo's house.

In the twisted town, everything is gradually decaying, including the body of the puppet, even if Chen Mo has carried out flesh and blood cell cultivation, it cannot change the essential impact of the natural environment here, and it will be eroded by fungi over time, like osteoporosis.

Of course.

For the puppet, physical death cannot be considered real death.

The definition of death here is very different from the real world, because in some ways, they are extended tentacles of this world, and they are able to sense the power of the world.

"You're here?"

The mother-in-law looked at Chen Mo with a smile.

"Well, I want a bowl of clear noodle soup."

Seeing Chen Mo's absent-minded appearance, her mother-in-law patiently made a bowl of clear soup noodles, brought it to him, and said with a smile: "Erzhuang, Sanzhuang, and Xiaoqiu Tangerine didn't make you angry, right?" ”

"Of course not."

Chen Mo came back to his senses, looked at the steaming clear soup noodles in front of him, raised his head and responded with a smile: "The three guys are very well-behaved, especially Sanzhuang, who usually works very hard, you can rest assured." ”

"yes, that's good."

Just when Chen Mo thought it was just an ordinary chat and was about to suck the noodles, his mother-in-law's words almost made him can't help but squirt the noodles in his mouth.

"At the beginning, the old man in my family just didn't learn martial arts from you, and then he became a doctor, and then he ...... Ay. ”

Chen Mo's eyes widened, and the noodles in his mouth were about to forget to swallow.

At the age of this mother-in-law, the old man in her mouth is probably already a group of people at the beginning of the establishment of the distorted town, and it turns out that his influence on Da Zhuang is not only his children, but also his parents?

Years?

"Grandma!"

"Grandma!"

"Grandma."

Erzhuang, Sanzhuang, with his sister Xiaoqiu Tang ran over, before the person arrived, the voice came first, the old woman's face suddenly showed a happy smile, smiled and came to the door, looking at her precious grandson and granddaughter.

The three little ones rushed to hug their grandmother.

Soon.

They found Chen Mo who was eating, and they took the initiative to greet the teacher.

Er Zhuang's age is about twelve years old, and he is growing up at an age that looks very similar to his father, but he is not born from childbirth, but Er Zhuang provides a model according to his appearance, and after making a doll, he is given life by this space.

Sanzhuang is about ten years old, looks more refined, thinks more carefully, and is more patient.

Xiao Qiuju is only five years old, holding a toy puppet in her arms, which is an ability that all female puppets have to practice since childhood.

Chen Mo smiled and said hello to the three little ones before leaving.

There was another hint of realization in his heart.

In his opinion, he is distorting the ordinary life in the town, but it is affecting the lives of generations, he sees others as years, others see him as almost like a myth.

"Perhaps, the next time the second strong, third strong, and little autumn orange grow up, they will be able to gain new insights."

Come to think of it.

Chen Mo returned home and continued to practice swordsmanship.

Originally, according to Chen Mo's plan, he was going to leave after the time limit of the time-traveler who stayed in the twisted town ended, but the sudden appearance of a person completely disrupted Chen Mo's plan.

Dressed in a black cloak and armed with a staff, the man arrived in the town of Twist.

He looked at the people here with a look of surprise on his face.

The people in the town were also looking at this stranger in surprise.

According to the skill rules of the twisted town, unless Chen Mo deprives the town of its free development from now on, that is, it can no longer make others have a trace of doubt about the real world, and then let the town gain the nature of growth, otherwise outsiders who enter this town will not encounter danger as long as they abide by the rules in the town.

Therefore, for Chen Mo, Twisted Town is not a domain skill that can be freely controlled.

Cracking sound!

After observing for a while, this person suddenly made a move without warning, accompanied by a flash of thunder, and a passerby was instantly electrocuted by him.

He slowly lifted his head under the cloak.

I saw that his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears suddenly burst into bursts of lightning.

And his sudden attack also made the residents of the nearby town boil instantly, according to the rules here, now that he has completely become the enemy of this domain space, the sheriff will soon arrive, and he will face the siege of all the town's soldiers and civilians next.

Chen Mo, who was teaching the students, heard the alarm outside.

He couldn't help but look out the street.

The head of the martial arts sheriff with a large number of security officers ran quickly in front of the door, which made the students in the classroom unclear, and their eyes were slightly confused.

The state is really bad, I always want to explode, but I feel that I can't lift my spirits.

(End of chapter)