Chapter 5: One Hundred and Eight Spiritual Techniques 1

The water of the lake is very clear, and the surface of the lake ripples in circles when a gentle breeze blows at night. It is surrounded by lush green trees, and the occasional few foliage falls on the lake, attracting a few fish to swim around.

"Simon, tell me about you, since we have already formed a group, we can't let anyone know whose details we are. I, you know, is an orphan who grew up with an old man. Now the old man has something to do and is gone, and I am the only one left. As for Lan Dai, I picked it up by accident. Bai Mo said with a smile.

"Who did you pick it up? Lan Dai pouted.

"What, didn't I pick you up?" Bai Mo said with a smile.

"I" Lan Dai really didn't know how to refute, so she could only pout angrily, "Ximen, I'm not from the Canglan realm, I'm from the Qingzhou interface." ”

"Qingzhou interface? That should be a superior plane. Ximen said secretly in his heart, but his face calmly glanced at the two of them, "Bai Mo, Lan Dai, just like you said, since we have formed a group and become brothers, then I have nothing to hide." I was a minor monk in Fallen City, but in fact, not only in Fallen Dragon City, but also in several cities near the Wolong Mountain Range. And there's only one reason I'm so confused, I want to find my sister. ”

"What's wrong with your sister?" asked Lan Dai.

"She's missing!" Speaking of this, Simon's face showed a sadness, "Our Simon family used to be a glorious big family, but unfortunately it flourished and declined, and when I was in my lifetime, I and my sister were left. But when I was eight years old......"

Bai Mo listened quietly, although Simon's story is very cliché, it didn't happen to you. When it really happens to you, you don't have the mood to care if it's cliché or not. Because of the pain of losing a loved one, Bai Mo can personally experience it.

It hurts, it hurts.

"I hate it! If I hadn't left, my sister wouldn't have been lost. I've dreamed all these years that my sister is suffering and being bullied, and my sister blames my brother for being useless and losing you! Brother, it's really damn good!"

It is hard to imagine that a man like Simon could be weeping like a child at this time.

The crying is terrible!

"Simon, don't cry if you're really a man! From now on, I don't want Zaijian to shed tears for anything about you. Isn't it just that I lost my sister? If your sister came back to see you like this, I think she would be even more sad. Listen to me, you are an elder brother, you must be like a younger brother.

You were the one who threw away your sister in the first place, and now no matter what the cost, you have to get her back for me. Because only in this way can you be considered a man, and you can be regarded as a qualified brother. Bai Mo didn't have any sympathy, looked at Simon who was crying bitterly, and after making him cry for a while, he shouted loudly with a gloomy face.

"I know!" Simon wiped away the tears on his face, raised his head to look at Bai Mo's resolute and resolute face, and nodded heavily, "I just cried with some emotion, don't worry, I won't shed any more tears from now on." You're right, since I threw my sister away in the first place, now I have to get it back myself. ”

Since we are brothers and a team, we must not stay out of it. Don't worry, your sister is my sister, and I'll help you find it. Bai Mo said.

"Hmm!" Simon laughed.

An indescribable emotion just flows through the body. Ximen didn't know Weishenme, and it hadn't been long since they met Bai Mo, but the sincerity between them could be felt. Between men and women, it is called love at first sight, and between men and men, it may be more appropriate to describe it as the right temper and eyes.

Sometimes something happens so suddenly, and the kind of inevitability hidden in the suddenness will be most perfectly confirmed with the passage of time.

"Simon, after so many years, you have turned around so many cities, and there is no news of your sister? By the way, what is your sister's name?" Lan Dai asked as she tore off a roasted brown rabbit leg and took a small bite for the lady.

"Her name is Bai Qi, Ximen Bai Qi!" Ximen said slowly: "I have been around a lot of cities, but there is really no news. But I will never give up, and I know that Bai Qi must be waiting for me, waiting for me to get her back. As long as I don't die for a day, I will find Bai Qi and find my own sister. ”

Simon's calm tone unleashed an unprecedented firmness.

"Okay, courageous, worthy of my brother in Baimo's fancy. Come, a toast first!" Bai Mo said and raised his glass, because of his being a hunter, after getting the Black Tower, Bai Mo stuffed everything in one go. Not to mention wine, as long as he wants, he can get you a bed at any time.

This night, Simon was really drunk!

This was Simon's first drunken drunken in many years, and it was also the first time in his life, except for this drunkenness, Simon had never indulged himself in getting drunk.

Early the next morning.

When the warm sunlight shrouded the watchman lake, Bai Mo and the three of them had already left, and when Bai Mo returned to the wooden house again, this time in addition to Lan Dai, there was another west gate. After he settled Ximen, he prepared to go to the blood pool to cultivate. Since getting the blood of the two spirit beasts, Bai Mo's most anxious thing is that he is eager to refine the blood beads as soon as possible.

"Bai Mo, your blood pool must be used to refine the flesh, you take this dragon tooth grass and merge it into the blood pool. Simon didn't even think about it, and took out the dragon tooth grass.

"Simon"

"Don't grind!" Simon waved his hand and threw the dragon tooth grass over.

Bai Mo took it with a smile, didn't say anything, closed the door directly, and sat in the blood pool. As the blood passed through his head, his spiritual sense soon entered the Black Tower, appearing in front of the pool of blood densely covered with spirit patterns.

Next to this blood pool, there are huge corpse skeletons of silver ancient clams and unicorn dragon centipedes, and because of the storage bag, these two corpses are still put away by Bai Mo.

At this time, there were already three blood beads on the ground in front of the blood pool. Compared to the previous ones, there is no difference in blood beads. But Bai Mo knew that the power was absolutely different.

After Bai Mo rolled up the blood beads, he looked at the blood pool that was still very full, and rolled his eyes, "I don't know if this dragon tooth grass is really so magical and worthy of so many people to compete for." Since the blood pool can quench blood and form blood beads, I don't know if it is useful for such a herb. No matter, even if it's useless, it's just a dragon's tooth grass, gamble!"

With the raising of Bai Mo's arm, the dragon tooth grass crossed a graceful arc in the air and fell into the pool of blood, and then without any pause, his spiritual sense came out of the black tower. He had more important things to do than to wait, and that was to verify the power of these blood beads.

"I hope you don't let me down!"

Bai Mo smiled and put a bead of blood into his mouth, and almost at the same time as the bead of blood slid down his throat, a fiery breath rose from his blood. Compared with the blood beads in front of him, this aura was more powerful and domineering. If the blood bead was a small river in the past, then the power brought by this blood bead is a big river now.

Mighty and imposing.

Yes!

With previous experience, Bai Mo gritted his teeth and roared wildly in his heart, but he didn't let go of that breath. Bursts of momentum like a sea of mountains roared out, and began to refine his blood and bone marrow. Every bloodline that had already reached its limit erupted into an unimaginable scene with the refining of this blood bead: it became thicker and opened outward again.

Spiritual Rank 9!

In such a painful torture on the verge of death, Bai Mo's cultivation was greatly improved, and he soon stepped into the ninth level of the spirit priest. The star streaks on his chest became even brighter and more dazzling than before, and there was no intention of extinguishing them in the constant flickering.

And when the power of this first blood bead gradually weakened, and Bai Mo almost adapted to the realm of the ninth level of the spirit warrior, he didn't think about it, and took advantage of this momentum to swallow another blood bead at once.

Painful torture!

Life is worse than death!

When the pain that emanated from his bones made Bai Mo feel like he was torn to pieces, he raised his head sharply and roared out all the grievances he had suppressed in his heart.

Roar!

The earth-shattering roar sounded, and with the crazy catharsis of these roars, a shocking scene appeared, and Bai Mo's whole body actually made a sound like fried beans in an instant.