Two hours later, Su Mo sat at the end of the fourth floor, looking at the four jade slips placed in front of him, his expression was entangled, and he sighed with emotion: "It is worthy of a collection of books of ten thousand years, each of them is a fine of the best, and it is by no means comparable to the tattered ones collected by Xinghai Pavilion." Just throw out a roll, and you can make a group of Jin Dan and even Yuan Ying Sanxiu desperately rob it!"

After a long time of choosing between left and right, Su Mo really couldn't bear to give up any of them, so he could only grit his teeth, took out an extra 20,000 spirit stones, and exchanged all four pieces of jade slips.

Looking at the ethereal ring that he had worked hard to save for more than two years, Su Mo, who had been directly empty for more than half and had never had a shortage of resources, felt that he was a poor man for the first time.

The corpse mountain and the sea of blood are cultivated on the road, and the gold and silver seas are cultivated!

The ancients did not deceive me!

Fortunately, he decided on Lu Cripple's move early, otherwise, wouldn't it be difficult in the future!

Returning to the first floor, reconfirming his identity, and signing with the Divine Soul Brand, Su Mo took four rubbed copies of jade slips and left by boat.

Back in the Valley of Forgotten Worries, Su Mo opened the big array, bathed and cleansed, lit sandalwood, and then took out the jade slip with a glimpse of the floating light, carefully pasted it on his forehead, and pointed to the sky to make a natal blood oath that his body could not be passed on, and only then did he open the ban on the jade slip and read the immortal recipe in it.

"Buzz!"

The three-color brilliance shone, and a huge amount of information poured into his mind, even with Su Mo's tenacity, he couldn't support it a little, and he only felt dizzy and extremely painful.

Su Mo gritted his teeth and insisted, not daring to relax for half a minute, mobilizing the Yuan Force of his whole body to maintain the clarity of the Lingtai, lest he misremember any of the words.

After half a pillar of incense, the three-color brilliance faded, and the original creamy jade slip became gray and dark, full of cracks, and just a light grip, it turned into dust and drifted away from between the fingers.

Su Mo took a long sigh of relief, quietly combed through the information in his mind, and deduced again and again, until he confirmed that it was correct, he put his mind at ease and realized the subtlety of the floating light.

From the first day of his cultivation, Su Mo strictly abided by an iron law: no matter what time he wanted, no matter what realm he reached, his attainments in body and method must far surpass his peers, and it was best to be a cultivator of a higher realm, and he would not be able to catch up with him. Let yourself have a little capital to escape when facing any danger.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Cultivation is not about fighting fiercely, but about the sophistication of human feelings, and it is to see who lives long, strong, and free!

Next, Su Mo read the information in the remaining three jade slips in turn, word by word, picture by picture, move by move, all carefully figured out, and immersed in it.

Seven days later, when Mu Lan came to visit, the dark clouds in the quiet valley where the original spiritual mist drifted were low, condensed, and from time to time one or two thunderbolts fell, shining out of the outline of the small courtyard.

Sensing that someone was coming, Su Mo opened his eyes, the immortal formula in his hand changed, dispersed the dark clouds, calmed the surging Yuan Force in his body, and at the same time waved his hand to open the big array, let Mu Lan in, and said with a slight apology: "I have been practicing for a while, but I have forgotten the time." If Senior Sister is not in a hurry, wait for me to recover, and then accompany you to practice swordsmanship. ”

Mu Lan bowed his head, holding a long sword dancing in the small courtyard, the breeze was slow, with a trace of tenacity and sharpness, and his waist-length long hair moved, like a delicate picture.

Su Mo sat silently, calm as a mountain, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and in his gentle gaze, there was a trace of electric light flickering from time to time, like a deep stream.

The pictures are contrasting, with a hint of beauty.

The next moment, the Shadow Sword came out of his hand, and the thunder light spread all over the sword body, and the lightning was swallowed, tearing through the wind blade light curtain and piercing Mu Lan's heart.

Mu Lan was not in a hurry, and the long sword in his hand flipped over, like a blood moon rising, shattering the thunder light, and running over the body of the Shadow Sword. Immediately after, the blood moon split into two, wrapped in the wind blade, one virtual and one real, slashing at Su Mo's throat and abdomen respectively.

Su Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, after all, his Thunder Running Sword Technique was a beginner, and he had not yet started, and his power was limited, but he didn't expect to be cracked by Mu Lan so easily, and he even had the strength to fight back.

It seems that during this period of time, the other party has gained a lot, and his progress has been rapid, and the control of the spirit sword alone has already had a bit of sword cultivation.

Su Mo's expression remained unchanged, the golden light in his eyes flowed, and he instantly gained insight into the reality of the wind blade, and then recalled the Shadow Sword, with the sword body as the center, condensed a huge sword shield in front of him, and took the initiative to meet the long river of sword qi.

"Whew!"

The wind blade collided with the sword and shield, making a tearing explosion, and the strong aftermath rolled up a violent wind, stirring back and forth in the small courtyard, if it were not for the protection of the large array, I am afraid that the entire valley would suffer.

After a moment of stalemate, seeing that Mu Lanyuan was exhausted, Su Mo pinched the trick with one hand, changed his gestures, and the sword and shield turned into a silk power grid, restrained the wind blade, and then slapped it out with one palm, destroying it all.

In the next two months, Su Mo continued to suppress Mu Lan's attack, enhance her adaptability, and point out the flaws in her swordsmanship, so that when the moves were transformed, they would not show any traces and be flawless.

Su Mo also benefited a lot, not only did the Ben Thunder Sword Technique enter the Xiaocheng realm, and his power increased greatly, but his understanding of the monks in the same realm also became more and more profound. According to the information I got during the casual conversation, I can roughly calculate my strength ranking in the same sect.

On this day, Su Mo had just refined an elixir that consolidated his cultivation and calmed the Zhou Tian cycle when he saw Mu Lan carrying a food box and walking with a smile.

After a few months of getting along, the relationship between the two has become much closer, no longer the kind of exchange of interests between the same family, and there is a little more natural friendship in it.

Pushing open the door, Mu Lan walked to the stone table, opened the food box, and brought out two plates of tea and fruit pastries, accompanied by two strings of red berries, and placed them on the table.

Su Mo was not hypocritical, picked up a piece of pastry, chewed it carefully, and praised: "Senior sister's craftsmanship is really amazing." If you plan to go into business in the future, you must take me with you. Not to mention anything else, this pastry alone can make a lot of money!"

Mu Lan said with a smile: "During this time, thanks to the hospitality of my junior brother, I have tasted all kinds of delicacies, if I don't express it again, won't I lose my courtesy?"

With the cultivation of the two of them, there is no need to eat and drink every day, but for the sake of appetite, Su Mo will cook a few dishes every time. After a long time, Mu Lan also shirked from the beginning, and then took the initiative to start.

After dinner, Mu Lan hesitated slightly: "Senior brother, do you have time tonight?"

Su Mo took a sip of the special honey water, moistened his throat, and asked with a smile: "Naturally, there is, I don't know what the senior sister commands?"

Mu Lan said with a smile: "Two days ago, Senior Sister Feng Yan cultivated to Dajin and successfully entered the middle stage of foundation building, and prepared a celebration banquet tonight, inviting her friends to participate. She was embarrassed to come, so she asked me to bring you an invitation. ”

The banquet of the disciples of the main peak, the people who come and go are either rich or expensive, although it is very beneficial to expand the network, but Su Mo does not need it now, and he does not want to be disliked, so he pretends to be a foil.

However, if he refused directly, Lu Cripple would be a little unable to explain it, after all, the original task of killing the golden-backed marten was to befriend the granddaughter of the eighth elder. And with Feng Yan's arrogant character, if you don't go, you will still hold a grudge against yourself if you don't get it, and the gains outweigh the losses.

After pondering for a moment, Su Mo nodded and agreed: "Senior Sister Feng is invited, so she will naturally go next." It's just that I rarely see banquets and don't understand the rules inside, so my senior sister will protect me when the time comes. ”

Mu Lan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, with me, I won't let people bully you!"

After breakfast, the two chatted for a while, and then Mu Lan got up to say goodbye and went to deliver invitations to other friends.

Seeing Mu Lan away, Su Mo waved his hand to summon a pool of clear water, took a bath in the furnace, changed into a silk white robe woven by Mei Niang, and then sacrificed the flying boat, taking advantage of the golden glow in the sky, and flew towards the main peak.

There are many disciples under the Taixuan Sect, and the number of inner disciples is huge, and the strength is relatively weak, and few people can enter the eyes of the high-level. Only by condensing the golden pill and becoming a core disciple can you be regarded as the backbone of the sect and can enjoy many preferential treatments. If you are gifted, or have made extraordinary contributions, you may even be accepted as a personal disciple by the peak master and elders!

The personal disciples are not comparable to the ordinary core disciples, and they are often the preachers, who believe that all the knowledge in this life can be entrusted, and it is regarded as the continuation of the lineage.

Apprenticeship is like reincarnation, and choosing an apprentice is like giving birth to a child, for both parties, it is a major event related to Taoism.

Therefore, the five peak masters and eight elders of Taixuan Sect, in the past two hundred years, among the vast tens of thousands of disciples, only seven people have been selected as personal disciples, which shows how difficult the test is.