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It is difficult to disobey the teacher's order, and he must follow her last orders. But the master has passed away, and he can't be this person's master. It can only be made up for with other things, elixirs, occult techniques, exercises...... As long as you can give him what you can.

It's also good for the master's last wish.

But this person's character is unknown, and he helped him to do something wrong after he got out of the valley, doing something that violated morality, killing and killing, staying and staying, leaving himself in a dilemma, helpless, such a scene must not happen.

Therefore, observing quietly along the way, I found that Chen Mo's bones exuded arrogance, and he also had a majestic condensation and determination. She appreciated this, with his current fourth-order spiritual master cultivation, with more tempering, he would definitely achieve something.

Mu Lingwei thought that Chen Mo was carrying the Xuangui Xiaoba on his back, and he had already rushed out of the ground, moving like a rabbit-like figure.

"Thunder flash" is like a meteor across the mountain wall, Chen Mo turned into a hurricane wind, fell more than ten zhang high, and then turned into a light and elegant catkins, light as if nothing on the mountain wall, ten fingers clasped the gap, unhurried upward climbing.

Xuangui Xiaoba's eyes were teary-eyed, just finished walking the suspension rope, and now he is learning to climb the gecko again, I want to sit on the basket, I want a rope, but the turtle shell has touched the shaking rope several times, Xiaoba has not come off Chen Mo's back, in fact, the master's back is also very secure.

"Look, someone is climbing the wall of the mountain that hangs in the air. Someone in the valley casually looked up and exhaled in shock.

It attracted many people in Changchun Valley to stop and watch from afar, with different expressions and pointing.

The Hanging Pavilion is the unique place where the former valley master Lu Huazhen cultivates and alchemy, and it contains the unique and pure fire aura of the Fire Dragon Peak, which can refine high-quality pills, and is now inherited by Mu Lingwei and is in charge alone.

No one has been to the place where this outstanding person has cultivated, I heard that there is a magical and mysterious secret realm inside, the aura is lingering, and there are countless auspicious birds and spirit animals, these are just hearsay, there are different opinions, because no one can see it, and it can only be regarded as a rumor spread by falsehood.

Jiang Chen and his group naturally saw it, and after being surprised, they burst into laughter. "This kid is a fool, isn't he? If you don't take a shortcut, you go to climb that steep mountain wall, isn't it looking for death? ”

Huo Yingfan's face was cloudy, and his clenched fists squeaked.

His senior brother Fang Yingzhuo came back in embarrassment, one shoulder was broken, and if he didn't recuperate for half a year, he couldn't refine medicine at all. And told the ins and outs of what happened on the suspension.

"Chen Mo thinks that if you climb up to Mu Lingwei, we won't be able to move you? Those who step on the Xuanhuang Sect will have to pay the price. Huo Yingfan snorted coldly.

Ye Lianxiang's peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and she also raised her head and stopped to watch, and sneered: "The boy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he falls to death and pulls him down." "Even her eighth-order spiritual master cultivator didn't dare to climb the steep wall of the Hanging Pavilion.

Gu Ruide, who is strong in spirit and has a gray beard, is a fourth-grade pharmacist, a congenital third-order cultivator, and has several of the oldest elders in Changchun Valley. Hearing that Mu Lingwei had returned to the valley, he also hurried over.

But as soon as I looked up, I saw the young man on the cliff, who was tossing and turning and climbing the mountain wall. Seeing Mu Lingwei standing in the wind from a high place, she sighed in her heart, this is a girl who has grown up watching since she was a child, cultivating hard, coupled with her talent and intelligence, and her diligence, she has become a new generation of five-grade pharmacists in Changchun Valley.

With her cultivation, Zhuo Zhuo Zhuo, the valley master of Changchun Valley, is more than enough, but her heart is too weak and she does not want to be the valley master. But, alas!

Looking at that kid's strength in the middle level of the spirit master, how dare he be so bold to climb the hanging mountain wall?

His strength can't support that terrifying height. And Mu Lingwei's expression was indifferent, calm and waveless, and she seemed to have acquiesced in the adventurous behavior of the teenager. I don't know what the situation is, so let's wait and see.

Chen Mo's fingers turned into rigid hooks, tightly picking at the small gap hidden behind the grass, and with the power of the small gap, his toes were pointed into the gap. The muscles tensed all over the body, and there was a pause. Brew the Bright Xuan Qi to a state where it is about to explode. Then there was another "thunderbolt", only to see a figure mentioned, like an arrow off the string, and flew upwards more than a dozen feet.

"Yo, I didn't expect this kid to have two brushes. Jiang Chenyin's eyes were full of surprise, but this kind of strength, according to this method of borrowing strength. Most of the people in the valley can do it, and they can even jump higher, and it's not a big deal.

Huo Yingfan took the opportunity to muttered a few words in Jiang Chen's ear.

Jiang Chen, whose face was getting greener and bluer, sneered, and glanced at Chen Mo at a high place with a suspicious gaze.

At this time, Chen Mo had already climbed to the half-center, and suddenly, his foot that was about to step on the small gap stepped on the air. The other foot has not yet landed. The whole person suddenly had his feet dangling in the air. Then the fingers of one hand slipped, not picking the gap, only the tight pick of the gap hand was still slipping, and the whole person hung on the mountain wall with one arm, like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, constantly shaking, full of danger.

The turtle Xiaoba can't bear to look at the paws of the turtle eye, the master is going to just take a moment, let's grab the rope and go up? Shame or something, what's there to care about?

When Jiang Chen saw this, his suspicion disappeared, just this kind of strength that can defeat the sixth order of the Yingzhuo Spirit Master below? It is estimated that it is the help of Mu Lingwei, right? Don't look at the guy who killed himself.

"You can do it yourself. He threw a word to Huo Yingfan and turned around and left.

Grued shook his head, young and frivolous, beyond his means.

The rope shook in front of Chen Mo's eyes, and as long as he stretched out a hand, he could easily ascend to the Hanging Pavilion. I can't give up the faith in my heart. The fingers were stubbornly picking at the small gap above, and the flesh of the fingertips had long been worn out, and a trace of blood seeped out.

Chen Mo condensed his breath and used the catkins body technique, and the whole person was swift and light, like catkins fluttering in the air, and floated to the mountain wall that could be stepped on in a moment. When I was on my toes, I was relieved, and then I was "thunderbolted"

"Rubbing" jumped up more than ten feet, although the movement was not so smooth and free at the beginning, but it also climbed to a high place layer by layer.

Mu Lingwei's soft heart also had a sense of unbearability, so she deliberately moved the rope closer to Chen Mo's side just now, but she didn't expect him to appreciate it. Mentally tough, very stubborn, it's really a rare teenager, and I can't help but think a little higher about him. Then let's see how high you can climb.

The beads of sweat on Chen Mo's head were dripping, although the flesh and blood of his fingers were blurry, he could smell the fragrance of orchids. The bracket above his head that supported the Hanging Pavilion was not far away. Secretly cheered up in my heart, crossed this orchid mountain wall, and arrived. Continuing his efforts, Chen Mo's fingers hooked the gap under the orchid, ready to jump up, and instantly brought the orchid out.

The purple orchid seems to have lost the guarantee of survival, and shrinks and withers in an instant.

"Chen Mo, you are not allowed to damage the orchid, do you know that every grass and tree is also a living being. Mu Lingwei felt sorry for the orchid on the cliff, which was the master's favorite flower, and unconsciously shouted at Chen Mo, and then pointed at the depleted purple orchid.

"Finger of All Souls"

"Whoosh", I saw a pale green aura falling on the orchid, a layer of light mist shrouded in the wilting orchid that was about to dry up, the orchid seemed to have drunk the elixir jade dew, the green leaves in the mist, unexpectedly rejuvenated, the purple flowers bloomed even more brilliantly, fragrant.

The magical effect fell into Chen Mo's eyes, and his mouth opened wide in surprise. Mu Lingwei's strong strength was once again displayed. This kind of healing technique full of aura vitality is really amazing and shocking. I didn't expect that in addition to the small green liquor with the miraculous effect of my own sea, there was also this kind of profound healing mystery.

Now he unconsciously smiled bitterly in his heart, how to go up the last bit of distance, there is not much light and Xuan Qi left in the sea of qi.

Let it be the greatest test God has ever given you. If there is no gap, then I will create it.

Chen Mo gritted his teeth, and a punch of "King Kong Open Road" directly hit the mountain wall, "bang" stone chips splashed, and a fist mark was deeply engraved on the mountain wall, using his fist to open up the road to climbing.

With both hands and feet, he fought for the last breath, soared, and finally put on the bracket of the Hanging Pavilion, and turned over the railing with a borrowed force.

Xuangui Xiaoba turned over from Chen Mo like an old man, and smiled at Mu Lingwei, showing three teeth first, Brother Ba, my heart is full of joy, first be bright.

Chen Mo wiped a handful of sweat, panting and showing a faint smile, not arrogant or impatient, looking at Mu Lingwei very sincerely.

Mu Lingwei, who was about to help, was also violently shaken in her heart. Is this kid really dead? Dare to do such nonsense? Is it courage or stupidity?

In short, I have never seen anyone below the congenital who has the courage and strength to climb up alone. What's more, he also carried a cumbersome little turtle on his back.

In an instant, there was a sudden eruption of the Fire Dragon Peak above his head, and the pillar of fire that rose to the sky reached the sky, and the boiling hot magma gushed out from the mountain pass, but it seemed to encounter a strong barrier after rolling for less than three breaths, and it could not roll down again, and Changchun Valley had no effect.

Finally, the hard work paid off, Chen Mo and Mu Lingwei stood side by side on the railing, condescending, with a glance of the mountains and the beautiful scenery of Changchun Valley.

The red light and scorching sun in the sky plated the two of them with a layer of dazzling golden-red edges.

When Your Excellency saw this scene, some people had different expressions. But everyone agreed that it was a pure silly boy.

Gu Ruide nodded, saying that it is easy to do and sometimes difficult, this kid has a strong mental perseverance.

At this time, Chen Mo's heart was clear, Mu Lingwei and Stygian Lotus were definitely not the same person, although they looked similar, their temperament was absolutely different. Mu Lingwei is kind-hearted, and she is reluctant to let even a single flower or plant wither and wither, how can it be a ruthless and murderous poisonous Guanyin Dark Lotus?

Mu Lingwei didn't say much, and bowed his head slightly, which was a little recognition. Jumping lightly from the railing, he walked towards the Hanging Pavilion.

Chen Mo, who hadn't breathed yet, grabbed the turtle and hurriedly followed.

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