However, it is a pity that after Mo Luo absorbed Tang Tianhao's black-level floating slaughter, he was still some distance away from making another breakthrough in the Yi Jin Sutra.

But at this time, Moro learned of Tang Jie's existence, and guessed that Tang Tianhao passed on the Yijin Sutra to Tang Jie nine times out of ten, plus Tang Jie's talent was no less than his own, and he practiced the same magic skills as him, so he moved to kill and wanted to fight with Tang Jie.

In Moro's view, there can only be one martial arts wizard in an era, and two identical or similar leaves are not needed, which may distract the luck that should belong to him.

After all, in the era when those great martial arts masters existed, there were no martial artists who could compare with them!

But the final result was that Moro was defeated by Tang Jie, although he was unwilling, he could only accept this fact with a sigh, and told Tang Jie something before he died, and as a defeated man, he also handed over what belonged to him.

As Moro said, the loser will be the cornerstone of the victor's martial arts!

Putting away his complicated thoughts, Tang Jie began to absorb the black-level floating slaughter in Moro's body.

"The cultivation of this black-level floating slaughter is far better than mine!"

Tang Jie secretly exclaimed, in the realm of the black-level floating slaughter, Tang Jie belonged to the realm of the newcomer, but Moro had cultivated for many years, coupled with the black-level floating slaughter that absorbed Tang Tianhao, he was naturally far superior to Tang Jie.

Call!

Streams of black-level floating slaughter power poured into Tang Jie's body, and was gradually refined by Tang Jie.

These two forces of the same nature were integrated into Tang Jie's body at this time, causing Tang Jie's black-level floating slaughter to climb at an unimaginable speed.

The black mist around Tang Jie was permeated, swallowing up the light in this cultivation room.

"Boom!"

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, ten days passed, Tang Jie completely refined and devoured the black-level floating slaughter from Moro, and the surging Yi Jin Jinggang Qi in his body made a loud noise as if he had broken some kind of limit at this time.

The surging Gang Qi is undergoing a transformation in both quality and quantity!

"It's ...... Gang Qi is transforming into Gang Jin!"

A sense of excitement rose in Tang Jie's heart, he had already experienced it once, he naturally understood, just like Tong Zigong breaking through the limit and transforming from Gangqi to Gangjin, Yijin passed through the black-level Futu Gangqi, and at this time, it was transformed from Gangqi to Gangjin, which was the realm of breaking through the limit of the black-level Futu!

"Boom!"

It was as if a thunderbolt was born out of thin air and slashed down on Tang Jie's body, and suddenly a surging force overflowed.

The black light around Tang Jie's body shone, and above his forehead, three gray-black war patterns appeared, falling straight down and spreading to the position of his abdomen.

"Power...... The power of terror!"

Tang Jie looked at his hands wrapped in pitch black in amazement, and he could feel the terrifying power.

On Tang Jie's forehead, the three gray-black war patterns that fell were even more mysterious and profound, like three open gates of hell that could devour people's souls into them!

This is a power that surpasses the limits of the Black Level Floating Massacre.

Mo Luo had already cultivated an extremely pure black-level floating slaughter, coupled with the black-level floating slaughter that devoured Tang Tianhao, and now all his skills were integrated by Tang Jie, which made Tang Jie successfully break this limit, turning Gang Qi into Gang energy, and mastering the power of this Transcendent Yijin Sutra!

"Whew!"

Tang Jie's mind moved slightly, and the power of the majestic black-level floating slaughter actually caused Tang Jie's feet to leave the ground and levitate in midair.

The pitch-black light swallowed up all the rays of light, causing the entire cultivation room to fall into pitch blackness, there was no finger in sight, there was not a trace of light, only Tang Jie was the only master of this pitch-black hell!

"The black-level floating slaughter has been promoted to a higher realm, which is much stronger than the realm of the Tongzigong Golden Body Technique!"

Tang Jie was also amazed at the terrifying nature of this black-level floating massacre that broke through the limit.

The golden body trick is a lot worse than it, firstly, Tong Zigong's best thing is not fighting, but the black-level floating slaughter is the strongest combat power among the four divine skills, and in the same realm, it is normal for combat power to surpass Tong Zigong!

Not only that, this black-level floating slaughter that broke through the limit could even make Tang Jie break free of gravity and soar into the sky.

Flying, this is a means that only immortal cultivators can master, but Tang Jie can do this with his profound cultivation!

Tang Jie could clearly feel that he was getting closer and closer to truly entering the ranks of martial cultivators.

"It's okay to fly, but it consumes a lot of power. ”

Tang Jie experimented with the ability to fly, he slowly landed on the ground, the black-level floating slaughter that broke through the limit did give him the ability to fly, but this consumption was huge, and it could not be maintained for a long time.

But even so, Tang Jie, who is a martial artist but has mastered the ability to fly, is enough to shock the world!

"This breakthrough is the limit realm of the black-level floating slaughter, and three war patterns will appear on the body during the exercise, so it will be called the three war paints!"

Tang Jie groaned in his heart.

Black-level floating slaughter, three war paint realms!

This is the name Tang Jie gave him after breaking through the limit realm of Yijin Jing.

Mastering the cultivation of the three black-level rooms undoubtedly made up for the attenuation of Tang Jie's combat power after he broke through the Tongzi Gong, and even made Tang Jie's combat effectiveness far stronger than before!

This retreat has undoubtedly brought Tang Jie great benefits.

"In addition, I'm going to go to Fengyue Mountain. ”

Tang Jie said secretly.

Fengyue Mountain, this is where Moro lives, before Moro died, he asked Tang Jie to bury his body in Fengyue Mountain, and in addition, all Moro's own things were left in Fengyue Mountain.

Tang Jie must go and bury Moro's body there, and maybe there will be an unexpected gain!

"Brother Tang, look at that star is so bright!"

At night, Tang Jie and Bai Fenghua sat on a stone chair in the courtyard to admire the moon, and there were some refreshments on the stone table in front of them.

The moon is round tonight, the stars in the sky are bright, and the night is beautiful.

Tang Jie also smiled when he saw this.

At this time, a light breeze blew, which made Bai Fenghua feel a little cool, so she couldn't help but move closer to Tang Jie, there was always a warm air flow around Tang Jie.

"I dressed up tonight...... Brother Tang didn't look twice. Bai Fenghua sat next to Tang Jie, and she thought a little sullenly.

"Could it be...... Brother Tang really doesn't like women?" Bai Fenghua couldn't help but think of what Tang Jie said when she first met Tang Jie, which made her think crankily, "That...... Then I'm not going to wear men's clothes next time?"

When Bai Fenghua was thinking nonsense, she felt a hand blocking her slender waist, it was Tang Jie.

Tang Jie's face was full of tenderness, although he was an elm pimple, but he was not a fool, in the battle of Songshan, when the thin old man attacked and killed, Bai Fenghua was able to protect him desperately, and it also made him understand Bai Fenghua's intentions, not just treat him as a friend.

Bai Fenghua was hugged by Tang Jie, she felt her heart pounding, and her pretty face was dyed with a hint of redness, ashamed and happy.

This delicate appearance made Tang Jie couldn't help but feel slightly restless in his heart, so he approached Bai Fenghua and approached the pink lips.

"Wait...... Wait a minute!"

Bai Fenghua hurriedly pressed Tang Jie's face at this time.

"What's wrong?" Tang Jie wondered.

Bai Fenghua's face was flushed, but she said with a serious face: "Now...... Not now, Wan ...... In case you don't hold back...... It's going to ruin your cultivation!"

Tang Jie was funny when he heard it, Bai Fenghua was worried that he would break his skills, but Bai Fenghua didn't know that Tang Jie's childish skills had already been broken!

"Mmmmmm

So despite Bai Fenghua's objections, he kissed her soft lips.

"These two children ......"

And Tang Tianhao and Bai Yuanhua were drinking wine at another table in the courtyard, and they were a little speechless and funny when they saw Tang Jie and Bai Fenghua who were no one around, but they looked at each other, but they were very happy in their hearts, knowing that they were going to kiss each other, which was a great thing!

"Come, Brother Tang drink!" Bai Yuanhua poured wine for Tang Tianhao again and again.

The time came the next morning, and Tang Jie was going out early in the morning.

"Brother Tang, come back early!" Bai Fenghua waved her hand and said reluctantly.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon. ”

Tang Jie smiled, then turned around and walked towards the outside of Wushuang City.

Tang Jie naturally wanted to prepare for a trip to Fengyue Mountain, and let Moro settle in the earth as soon as possible, with his ability to fly birds, Fengyue Mountain, which was extremely far away from Wushuang City, could be reached in a few days at most!

"It's a great view from above!"

In the sky, Tang Jie stood on the back of a wild goose with one foot and one hand, and controlled it to fly towards Fengyue Mountain with his qi, while looking at the scenery along the way.

Tang Jie has now reached the realm of the three battle patterns of the black-level floating slaughter, and he can travel through the clouds and the wind and soar into the sky, but the consumption is too great, and he can't afford to travel for a long time!

Four days later, Tang Jie came to Fengyue Mountain.

Fengyue Mountain, this place is not very famous, and there are not even many towns around Fengyue Mountain, so it is inaccessible, but the scenery here is quite good, with lush vegetation and seclusion.

"This is Fengyue Mountain, where does Moro live?"

Tang Jie looked at Fengyue Mountain from the sky, there was a look of doubt in his eyes, Fengyue Mountain was not very big, and it was unobstructed from a high altitude, but Tang Jie did not find a place where people could live in houses.

After a long silence, Tang Jie jumped off the back of the bird and walked in Fengyue Mountain.

"Hmm? The air up ahead doesn't seem right...... The aura seems to be gathering here!"

Tang Jie's heart moved at this time, he came to the very quiet valley in Fengyue Mountain, and felt the strangeness of this place.

Tang Jie himself had no spiritual roots, and his perception of spiritual energy was not strong, but when he was so close, he keenly noticed that the spiritual energy in the valley in front of him was more abundant than the outside world.

So Tang Jie stepped into the valley, he faintly felt that a thin barrier had penetrated, and the scene in front of him had also changed dramatically!

In the valley, which was originally empty, there was a house, built mainly of thatch and wood, and outside the house, several peach trees were planted, and there was a vegetable garden.

"Original...... There is something similar to a phantom array in this Wind Moon Valley, is this valley where Moro lives?"

Tang Jie was amazed when he saw this scene, this valley was like a paradise, and the scenery was pleasant.

The dwelling place in this valley is naturally the retreat place of Moro, and Moro should have used spirit stones, array plates and other things to arrange a phantom array and a spirit gathering array here to prevent being disturbed by others and assist his own cultivation.

Tang Jie then took out Moro's body and buried it in the most scenic place in the valley, which can be regarded as fulfilling Moro's commission before his death.

"Look at what Moro has left behind. ”

Tang Jie then walked towards the mansion in the valley.

This is where Moro lives, and the room has a bedroom and a living room, and the furnishings are very simple, but it gives a sense of peace and tranquility, and in this kind of place, one can be free from distractions, and the six roots are pure.

"It's ...... Study?"

Tang Jie came to a house, which was a study, and Tang Jie saw a bookshelf with books on it.

"Huh, that's ......."

Tang Jie came to the bookshelf, but the whole person was stunned, and he saw the names of the books one by one.

"Breaking the Ring Sword, Dharma Sword, Vajra Demon Circle, Golden Bell Jar, Tong Zigong ......"

The names of the books made Tang Jie's face irrepressibly shocked, this is a book of martial arts cheats, there are nearly a hundred books on the entire shelf, all of them are martial arts cheats!

Tang Jie even saw the golden bell jar and Tong Zigong in it!

"Moro was the most talented martial arts wizard in Shaolin Temple since Dharma, proficient in all Shaolin martial arts, it seems that this is the martial arts secret book he wrote down silently. After Tang Jie was shocked, he thought of this in his heart.

Moro has practiced in Shaolin Temple since he was a child, and he has outstanding talent and has mastered all the martial arts of Shaolin, which can be called a mobile scripture pavilion!

After Shaolin was destroyed, many cheats were lost, and Moro probably didn't want these martial arts to disappear completely, so he wrote all these cheats silently and put them on the bookshelf.

"It's the Washing of the Pulp Sutra!"

Tang Jie's breathing was slightly short, and he saw one of these secret books, which was the Washing of the Pulp Sutra!

The Washing the Marrow Sutra, the first of the four great divine skills of Dharma, is endless, and the talent required is extremely high, and there are almost no people who can cultivate the Washing the Pulp Sutra since ancient times.

And the cultivation of the Pulp Cleansing Sutra is not Qi, but God!

Cultivating the Pulp Cleansing Sutra can strengthen one's own spirit and reach a realm that ordinary people cannot understand!

At that time, what Mo Luo performed should be the Washing of the Marrow Sutra, and he entered the state of the unity of heaven and man, which could have a huge impact on Tang Jie, obviously the cultivation of the two was about the same, but Mo Luo was pressing him to fight, until Tang Jie detonated the Pure Yang Golden Pill and poured out the pure Yang Qi that he had accumulated, and he was defeated.

It can be seen how powerful the Purifying Pulp Sutra is, and it will not deserve the name of the first of its four great divine skills!

Getting the Purifying Pulp Sutra, Tang Jie was very excited in his heart, and cultivating the Purifying Pulp Sutra would definitely make his strength go to the next level.

"What is this?"

However, Tang Jie was stunned for a moment, he saw a desk not far away, and there was a book on the desk, there was nothing on the cover of the book, but it was very thick, and there were pens and ink on the desk, which seemed to have been written by Moro himself.

Tang Jie then came to the desk and looked through the book.

"Today is my first day in Shaolin, I ignored my parents' opposition, they said that I have a heavenly spirit root, suitable to be a high immortal, even the abbot persuaded me, saying that Tianlong Temple is more suitable for me, but I am not interested in cultivating immortals!"

Tang Jie turned the first page, his expression became complicated, this book is not a martial arts cheatbook, but a diary written by Moro!

"Today, the abbot found me, and he taught me the Arhat Demon Suppression Skill, saying that I am talented and have wisdom roots, and I am very suitable for practicing this martial art!"

Tang Jie was silent and continued to look through it, this was indeed a diary written by Moro, which recorded something that he thought was worth recording.

"Huh?" When he saw the middle part of this diary, Tang Jie was stunned for a moment, and his brows were deeply locked, because this diary recorded things about the destruction of Shaolin!

"I was practicing outside, I heard that Shaolin was destroyed, I immediately returned to Shaolin, met the surviving disciples of Shaolin, the other party told me that it was a martial artist who destroyed Shaolin, my heart was very angry, although I am more than a hundred years old, self-cultivation, and my body is also old, but I have the first time I have a killing intent, I vow to find this martial artist, to send him to hell!"

This time was written down by Moro in a state of great anger.

When Shaolin was destroyed, Moro was not in the Shaolin Temple, but traveled outside to practice, when he heard the news, Moro was undoubtedly very angry, and immediately rushed back to the Shaolin Temple, to find the person who destroyed Shaolin to settle accounts.

"After a few months of exploration, I finally found this martial artist, I had a big battle with him, he is really strong! so strong that he doesn't seem to belong to this era, strong like a monster! This is beyond the realm of the great master of martial arts! It is to enter the martial arts, which can be called the realm of martial cultivation, after a hard battle, I tried my best, but I couldn't cause him the slightest damage, I used the pure yang boy qi that had been stored for a long time, and sent out a shocking blow, and finally caused him to suffer a little bit of injury......"

Tang Jie was a little frightened and shocked when he read this diary.

Shaolin was wiped out decades ago, and it turned out that Moro had an unknown battle with the warrior who destroyed Shaolin!

The mysterious warrior who destroyed Shaolin was extremely strong, even if Mo Luo was already a martial arts master at that time, he could fight against it, and he couldn't cause any damage to it with all his strength, and even finally used the pure yang blow of Tong Zigong, releasing the pure yang qi that had been accumulated for a long time, and burst out with the most brilliant blow.

This is also the reason why three of the four great divine skills of Moro have been practiced to a deep realm, but only Tong Zi Gong has not been used in battle, because in that battle, his Tong Zi Gong has already broken the skill.

But even if Moro delivered the strongest blow, it would only cause the mysterious warrior to suffer a slight injury with a little skin broken!

"I was exhausted from the strongest blow, and I was too old, so I finally couldn't hold on and returned to the western sky, but to my surprise, the mysterious warrior did not attack me who was dying, but instead took out a small vial and refined a wisp of white gas into my body, this wisp of white gas has an incredible effect, making me heal from serious injuries, and even make my old body rejuvenated!"

"I don't know why the warrior did that, but I remember his words as he left very clearly......"

"Don't let me down by wasting precious treasures to help you transform and work hard to become stronger! With your talent, it is possible to reach the same realm as me in the future......! I believe you will see a completely different landscape! There are thousands of martial artists in this world, but martial arts cultivation is too rare, and only one or several eras may give birth to such a one!"

"That supreme immortal realm...... We'll compete together!"