Today is the last day of military training, and the girls in Mo Sheng's class are very happy, this month's military training can make them tired, but Mo Sheng is a little unsatisfied.

Mo Sheng's realm had reached the early stage of enlightenment, and Mo Sheng did not tell others about his entry into the early stage of enlightenment.

There was no training on the last day, all the students were preparing for the evening celebration party in the class, and Mo Sheng, the guy, continued to run and exercise on the playground, and the gravity on the bracelet was increased to the maximum, and after this month, gravity was barely suitable for Mo Sheng's training.

Guan Yuqian ran to the playground, "Mo Sheng, the teacher told you to go back to class."

Mo Sheng returned to the class and sat next to Wang Junbo, there was a large space in the class, Mo Sheng took a bag of potato chips on the table, "What is Wang Junbo doing with this party."

"What else can you do, it's the end of military training, celebrate, but it's really boring."

Mo Sheng ate the snack in his hand and wanted to leave, but was held down by Sui Lingling, who was sitting on the right, "What are you going to do?"

"It's boring, go back to the dormitory and sleep."

Sui Lingling said sternly: "You give me a good seat."

The classmates in the class were all performing their own shows, and as the only five boys in the class, two were called away by the coach, and the remaining Wang Junbo and Na Jingqiang were playing Glory of Kings, while Mo Sheng just lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing.

Wang Xue, who was singing, saw this scene and said, "Hey, the three of you respect us, okay."

But Wang Junbo and Na Jingqiang continued to play the game, and Wang Junbo's mouth still said: "That Jingqiang, go on."

Mo Sheng was still bowing his head, Wang Xue walked to the table of the three of them, and slapped her hand on the table, "Say about the three of you."

Wang Junbo shouted: "Ah, lost, don't play."

raised his head and looked at Wang Xue who was angry, "What's wrong?"

Wang Xue was amused by Wang Junbo's words, and Jingqiang felt bad, just when the mobile phone rang, he saw that it was the coach calling, and left the class directly.

The rest of Wang Junbo didn't know what to do, and looked at Mo Sheng, "Mo Sheng, what are you looking at."

When he got closer, Mo Sheng let out a slight snoring sound, "Mo Sheng, don't sleep, Mo Sheng, go back to the bedroom."

As soon as Mo Sheng heard that he was back in the dormitory, he got up directly and was about to leave, but he felt several murderous aura, and then he found that the girls in the class were looking at him, and Wang Xue was looking at him with murderous eyes.

Sui Lingling, Pan Yanfei and others next to them laughed on the side, "What's wrong" Mo Sheng asked Wang Xue.

Wang Junbo pulled Mo Sheng's hand and whispered: "I don't know why, but don't you talk Don't you see the murderous eyes of a few girls."

Mo Sheng glanced at it and understood what was going on, "You play yours, what do you care about me."

When Mo Sheng walked to the door of the class, Guan Yuqian blocked the door, and Mo Sheng's already cold face became even colder, "Get out of the way."

Guan Yuqian was frightened by Mo Sheng's tone, and didn't know why she got out of the way, Mo Sheng walked out of the class, returned to the dormitory, looked at the sword moves on the phantom blood, and looked at the sword moves that attracted this Mo Sheng, but he couldn't practice yet.

Mo Sheng put on his coat and went to the library, and when he walked to the library, the old man who gave Mo Sheng the Phantom Blood Sword Technique was not here.

Mo Sheng walked into the library, like the teacher of the library asked where the sword skills were, the library teacher checked it and told Mo Sheng.

Mo Sheng came to the storage place of sword skills, there were many sword skills on the bookshelf, Mo Sheng casually pulled out a book that said Pig Killing Sword, Mo Sheng was a little speechless when he saw the title of this book, and he didn't know who could create such a sword skill.

"The sword skills on the first floor are all useless sword skills, and the real sword skills are on the second and third floors."

Mo Sheng looked in the direction of speaking, and Bai Lao looked at Mo Sheng with a smile, "Boy, follow me."

Mo Sheng and Bai Lao came to the second floor of the library, walked to the place where they read and sat down, seeing that Mo Sheng was not sitting, Bai Lao motioned for Mo Sheng to sit down.

After Mo Sheng sat down, Bai Lao said, "Yes, in such a short period of time, it has reached the early stage of enlightenment, why haven't you cultivated the sword skills on the Phantom Blood Sword Technique?"

"The sword skills above are all cultivated at the Yuan Infant level at the very least, and I can't cultivate them."

Bai Lao laughed, "Indeed, this sword recipe was taken out by me and a few old friends from an immortal ruin, and the murderous aura on your body is just right for cultivation, so I will give you the phantom blood, boy, instead of suppressing the murderous aura on your body all the time, it is better to improve your strength through murderous qi."

Mo Sheng shook his head, "The murderous aura in my body is too strong, so strong that I can't control it, and sometimes the murderous aura will even affect my sanity, and I will become a madman who only knows how to kill."

What a person of Bai Lao's status wants to know, it is very easy, after handing over the phantom blood to Mo Sheng, he checked the reason why Mo Sheng's murderous aura is so strong, knowing that Mo Sheng's sixth grade of primary school is actually in that school, he was very surprised that Mo Sheng did not become a bloodthirsty demon, and what is even more surprising is that Mo Sheng actually suppressed such a strong murderous aura for four years, and it has not broken out in these four years.

"Mo Sheng, I also play with swords, in the Yuan Infant Stage Sword Cultivator will refine my own natal sword fetus in the body, have you ever thought about condensing your murderous qi into a sword fetus."

Mo Sheng has always suppressed his murderous aura and never thought about these things, but with his current realm in the early stage of enlightenment, how far away it is from the Yuan Infant Stage.

Bai Lao saw Mo Sheng's thoughts, and continued: "Mo Sheng, you just have to consolidate your cultivation now, don't rush forward, every realm must be suppressed to the limit when you break through, this is only good for you, no harm."

Mo Sheng didn't know why the old man in front of him was pointing at him, but he was a cultivator who could get the guidance of a master, and Mo Sheng was very grateful to Bai Lao.

Mo Sheng stood up and bowed to Bai Lao, "Thank you."

When Mo Sheng raised his head, Bai Lao Yijing disappeared on the second floor of the library, but there was a card on the table, which allowed Mo Sheng to enter the second and third floors.

Mo Sheng stayed in the library all night, and the next morning, Mo Sheng was still looking at some of the sword cultivation experiences in his hands with relish, which were all obtained by the seniors in the school.

In the teaching building, Mo Sheng's class, Pan Yanfei and others looked at the empty actions and asked Wang Junbo: "Where are the Mo Sheng people?"

Wang Junbo shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, Mo Sheng didn't go back to the bedroom last night."

As soon as Wang Junbo's words fell, Mo Sheng walked in, sat down in his seat under Pan Yanfei's angry eyes, and fell asleep on the table.