Putting away the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, Mo Li's mind moved, and the whole person disappeared from the room, without the slightest breath.

If someone sees this scene, I'm afraid they think their eyes are not spent.

In the void, a particle ten million times smaller than dust floats gently.

It's nothing else, it's Huawutang.

And Mo Li is also in Huawutang at this moment.

From the first time he entered Huawu Hall, he got the embryos of the Nine Poles of Martial Arts, the Nine Turns Xuandan and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, Mo Li never entered Huawu Hall again, even Wu Fat had no ability to help Mo Li, only said that when Mo Li's realm was high, he would naturally enter again.

After breaking through the Soul Melting Realm, Mo Li could feel that the originally ethereal soul seemed to have a little more connection with Huawutang, and he tried to communicate with Huawutang with his mind, but he didn't expect to enter it easily.

This made Mo Li overjoyed, it can be said that with such a means, it is Mo Li's biggest reliance on being invincible, and the enemies he has fought can be beaten hard, if there is a more perverted one, then he will drill into Huawutang, and no one will find out.

Moreover, does this mean that he can enter the second floor of Huawutang, Wu Fat once said that on the second floor of Huawutang, there is a set of powerful thunder martial arts, and he has been coveting it for a long time, otherwise why do you keep a large amount of thunder Xuanlu?

However, after entering the second floor of Huawutang, Mo Li found that there were thunder martial arts, and there was also a holy place to assist in cultivating thunder martial arts.

Mo Li walked through the empty first-floor hall and entered the second floor along the stairs on one side.

The second floor is much smaller than the first floor, with a meter-square pool in the center, filled with liquid, the color of which is constantly changing, and occasionally splashing with tiny lightning bolts.

Above the pool, there is also a piece of green jade floating, and the wisps of thunder breath are permeated, enveloping the entire thunder pool.

Mo Li walked to the edge of the pool, grinned and tried to give himself a hint of hard work, took a deep breath, and stepped into the thunder pool.

In an instant, a terrible roar came, and at this moment, Mo Li, his whole body was full of lightning, bathed in thunder, and the green tendons all over his body burst out, like the roots of a tree coiled.

In order to cultivate this thunder-based martial art, palm thunder, although Mo Li basically comes to Huawutang to practice every day, he will still be worse than dead, and even Mo Li doubts whether such an ordeal is left to the younger generations to cultivate, if he is not re-shaped by the thunder in the Thunder Cave Heavenly Blessed Land, I am afraid that he will not be able to persevere.

Mo Li focused his mind on the emerald green jade above his head, and all the mantras of the palm thunder suddenly appeared in his mind.

According to the formula, Mo Li ran the aura, which spread all over his body, carefully inhaled the thunder aura outside the body into his body, and then wrapped it with his own aura and sent it to the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, there was a crispy numb sensation in the palm of the hand, like a kitten gently licking it with its tongue.

Little by little, the power of thunder was gathered, and gradually, a little white thunder light emitted from the palm of the palm.

As the power of thunder condensed, a pattern formed by lightning gradually took shape.

A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Li's mouth, it had been nearly two years, and he was finally about to condense the Thunder Spirit Seed.

With the spirit seed, the palm thunder can be regarded as a beginner, but it is a pity that the condensation of this thunder spirit seed is a little too difficult, even if Mo Li has been practicing diligently for two years, he can't have a trace of tricks.

Put the last trace of thunder into the palm of your hand, and don't stand up from the long body, the thunder in this thunder pool can't be absorbed too much, or it won't be beneficial to the body.

Walking to the end of the corner of the second floor, something resembling a grinding disc appeared in front of Mo Li.

Looking at this mysterious magic weapon known as the "Soul Mill", Mo Li showed a wry smile.

If the thunder pool just now was the destruction of the physical body, then this soul grinding disc is definitely a tearing of the soul.

Mo Li didn't know why the second floor of Huawu Hall was full of perverted things like this.

As the name suggests, this soul grinding disc is a tool for refining the soul, but only Mo Li can experience the taste of it.

On one side of the grinding disc, there are five buttons, like an artifact called an electric fan in the previous life, that can adjust the amount of power.

So far, Mo Li can only barely struggle in the first gear, once he pressed the second button cheaply, but he didn't expect that a trace of soul that had just entered the grinding plate was completely worn out, so that it took him more than half a month to recover.

Although it hurts, Mo Li still persevered, didn't there be a wise saying in his previous life: Heaven will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds and strain their muscles and bones!

Soul power is the most difficult to cultivate, and with such conditions, it is estimated that many people will not be able to ask for it.

Mo Li settled his mind, and an illusory figure floated out above his head, blurred, this was Mo Li's soul, and only those who entered the Soul Melting Realm could barely feel it.

Manipulating the soul, Mo Li cautiously entered the grinding plate.

In an instant, the pain of being torn came again, and a low roar like a beast came out, and blood and tears flowed from Mo Li's eyes, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and his nails scratched countless blood marks on the ground.

The soul that entered the grinding disc was crushed by the grinding disc little by little, turning into a cyan soul power wandering throughout the grinding disc, if it weren't for Mo Li's connection with the broken soul at this moment, I'm afraid he would have died violently because of the shattered soul.

Finally, the entire soul body was twisted into pieces, and the cyan soul power was absorbed by a protruding stone at the lower end of the grinding plate, turning into the purest soul power, and once again condensed into the original soul appearance, but it seemed that the entire soul seemed to be a little more condensed, and the form was a little clearer.

With a dodge, the soul that was originally in the grinding plate returned to Mo Li's body again, and Mo Li, who was still screaming, suddenly stopped, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and Mo Li exhaled a long breath.

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Early the next morning, all the members of the fifth class of the first year were called to the playground.

Leng Feng stood in front of all the students with a dark face, and on the side were three teachings with the same black faces.

The elderly students are all like facing a great enemy at the moment, and the grimness on their faces makes Mo Li a little baffled.

Could it be that this teaching Leng Feng is so terrifying?

"Put them all on!"

Leng Feng, who was standing in front of the entire team, didn't care so much, a cold voice sounded, and with a wave of his hand, a pair of black armor were piled up in front of everyone.

"Again!"

Zhang Lin, who was standing at the forefront, muttered, walked out of the team first, staggered, and worked hard to pick up an armor and drape it on his shoulders.

The rest of the old students did not refuse, and stepped forward with bitter faces, trying to put black armor on their bodies one by one.

"Hurry up, one by one like a!"

A professor with a dark face and impatience on his face opened his mouth to urge, ignoring the fact that there were a few little girls in the group.

"Holy, so heavy?"

As soon as Mo Li started it, he found that this seemingly inconspicuous black armor was probably more than 20,000 kilograms, and if it weren't for his physical strength, I am afraid that he would really not be able to pick it up.

Wu Hao on the side, his thin body, and black armor almost fell to the ground as soon as he got his hands, and finally tried hard to learn how to wear it on his body, but as soon as he fastened the secret button, he fell to the ground with a pop, and the whole person was overwhelmed, and his little face was flushed.

Well?

What's going on?

Mo was puzzled, looked at the stern gazes of several teachers, and finally put on the black armor.

As soon as it was completed, in an instant, Mo Li felt that the entire armor was several times heavier, and the aura in his body seemed to have turned into mud in a swamp, and his swimming speed was more than ten times slower than usual.

"Very good, how is it? Isn't it very comfortable, to tell you, this armor is called 'Forbidden Demon Armor', it is refined with precious Star Mithril, its biggest effect is to make your aura a few catties to nothing, of course, he still carries a little insignificant weight!" Leng Feng's voice was cold and crisp, with a strange magic power: "Don't think that entering the academy is heaven, tell you, you are still far away! If you can't even bear this weight, then it's no different from a real weak chicken!"

"Do you know why others call us 'weak chicken class'? There is no other reason, it is because we are weak, yes, it is us, including you, including him, and me!" The words were a little low, and Leng Feng looked at all the students with blazing eyes, and his eyes were unusually bright.

"How did you get this title? I wanted to come by myself, since I entered the academy, I have regarded myself as a weak chicken, but I don't want to, you, my students, are all weak chickens!" In such a world of the jungle, you don't have any reason to be weak, perhaps, in the eyes of others, talent is greater than the sky, and being assigned to such a fifth-class class is hell, which is the heaviest shackles that restrict you from soaring, but what I want to tell you is that nonsense, the so-called talent, is just a group of idle and boring people playing with the garbage of human nature, you remember it for me, in my cold front world, there are no weak people, only the strong are not in place!"

"If you want to become stronger, there is no other way, only hard work, only diligence, since you have joined me here, then I want to tell you, now, you have to listen to me for everything, even, there is no right to quit, if you are not convinced, welcome to challenge. Leng Feng put his hands in his pockets, and his cool face put on an expression of "specializing in all kinds of disobedience".