"Resonate with the spiritual power of the outside world?" Mo Xiaolou had heard of this theory of the black-spine centipede.

Before meeting, the human boy looked suspicious, and the black-ridged centipede was a little displeased.

"Boy, look at it!"

Then, in front of the black-ridged centipede, a water droplet condensed by spiritual power appeared.

"You take a closer look at what resonance is. ”

Mo Xiaolou's eyes widened as he stared at the black water droplet, and after taking a closer look, he found that there were circles of ripples spreading around the water droplet. Although the color is very light, Mo Xiaolou can still see the circle of water spirit qi.

"This is a swampy area, the water spirit qi is abundant, and I am the water attribute spirit root, so in this area, as long as I can resonate with the external spiritual power, my power can be amplified a lot. ”

After speaking, the black-ridged centipede spat out a spiritual trick from its mouth, and the water droplet expanded rapidly, and within a moment, a huge black lake appeared in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and a huge sense of oppression spread.

Looking at Mo Xiaolou's surprised expression, the black-ridged centipede showed a slightly satisfied expression, and continued: "This is only the first step, you must know that the mimetic is not only a change in the form and movement trajectory of spiritual power, the most powerful cultivator must be able to change the density of spiritual power at will. ”

Another trick came out of the black-ridged centipede's mouth, and the lake in mid-air began to shrink gradually, and finally turned back to the size of a water droplet.

Mo Xiaolou found that this water drop was completely different from the previous one, this time the water drop was compressed by the black-ridged centipede to compress the water spirit qi of a lake, due to the excessive density, the light was no longer penetrable, and to outsiders, what was hanging in mid-air was a pitch-black bead.

"The benefit of changing the density is the increase in the strength of the spiritual power, whether it is defense or attack, ordinary magic techniques are not comparable to it. ”

Mo Xiaolou could clearly feel the powerful power emanating from that black bead. It seems that in the previous battle, the black-ridged centipede had already shown mercy, otherwise as long as it used this hand, it would definitely die.

Guessing Mo Xiaolou's thoughts, the black-spine centipede sneered: "Hmph, I know what you're thinking, to tell you the truth, with my current cultivation, even you human Yuan Infant Stage cultivators can't take my trick!"

After speaking, the bead roared towards the lofty mountains in the distance, and in an instant, there was a cracking sound in the heavens and the earth, the mountain peaks shattered, and the rocks splashed.

After passing through a dozen peaks in one breath, the bead finally stopped, scattered invisible.

"This ......" Mo Xiaolou was extremely shocked and speechless for a while.

It has been more than seven years since he began to contact Xiuzhen, and in these seven years, he has never seen such a terrifying attack, this kind of earth-destroying power is unimaginable.

The black-ridged centipede showed a smug look and said to Mo Xiaolou: "How about the kid, do you want to learn?"

"Of course!

Being able to gain great power is something that every cultivator dreams of. Although the years in Kuncang Sect are quiet, whether it is the escape of Shizun Zhao Yu or the dormancy of Shangguan Hong's uncle and nephew, these make Mo Xiaolou faintly feel a little uneasy, so he must hurry up and become stronger, if it is really a critical juncture, he hopes that he can have the ability to stand by Shizun's side and not become a burden to him.

In the following days, in addition to transforming Xiaobai's pure yang power every day, Mo Xiaolou spent the rest of his time learning mimetic transformations from the black-ridged centipede.

The Pure Yang Body Vein already contained the five kinds of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and after guidance, Mo Xiaolou found that his pure Yang Qi was actually easier to resonate with the spiritual power of the outside world.

Whether it is in a river, a forest, or a mountain area with abundant earth spirits, as long as he follows the method taught by the black-ridged centipede, perceives the creation of heaven and earth, and causes it to happen, compared to before, the power he can condense will be much larger, and the most important thing is that these spiritual powers are malleable, as long as there is no violent impact, they can be retained outside the body for a long time.

Cultivation has no sun and moon, in the blink of an eye, one person, one insect and one beast have spent half a year in the dense forest, in this half a year, Mo Xiaolou has become more and more proficient in cultivating the simulacrum, plus the power of producing pure yang for Xiaobai every day, the speed of his refining spiritual power has also increased rapidly, and the power in the dantian qi sea has become more and more huge.

Finally five days ago, he successfully broke through the late stage of fusion, and everyone yearns for the Jindan period is only one step away, although it takes decades, even a hundred years of penance to take this step, but he doesn't care, as early as that night seven years ago, he has died once, since then, he has vowed that as long as there is still a day in this world, he will work hard, for his mother and the villagers of Mojia Village to live wonderfully.

At this moment, above the swamp, Mo Xiaolou stood in the air, his robe sleeves dancing, and his hair was flying. Due to the improvement of his realm, his face has become more and more ethereal, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the scar that runs through the left side of his face and a stubborn heart.

With the flickering of his fingertips, Mo Xiaolou condensed a golden light curtain outside his body, and then, this light curtain grew when he saw the wind, and quickly became larger, quickly covering the entire swamp, and the heavens and the earth were reflected in gold.

Suddenly, the light curtain began to tremble, like mushrooms after a rain, and dense fist shadows grew from above the light curtain.

"Golden Rain Meteor!"

With Mo Xiaolou's loud shout, those fist shadows smashed towards the swamp below like meteors.

"Boom!"

All of a sudden, the sound of breaking the sky was endless, the golden light between heaven and earth was flourishing, and rows of mud more than ten meters high were splashed in the swamp, which was spectacular.

This is Mo Xiaolou's latest comprehension of the pure yang attribute attack move, because it is self-created, he also took a rather powerful name "Golden Rain Meteor", which can target the enemy in a certain direction for a group attack, and the appearance of this move also makes up for the lack of hegemonic group attack.

"I taught you the simulacrum, but I didn't want you to demolish my home!"

Next to the swamp, the black-ridged centipede stared at Mo Xiaolou angrily, while Xiaobai lay on its huge head and snored.

In the past half a year, Mo Xiaolou found that although the black-ridged centipede was fierce and short-tempered on the outside, it was still very good-hearted, and when he talked to it about his experience, Mo Xiaolou obviously felt a trace of sadness from the other party's eyes, and since then, Mo Xiaolou has regarded the black-ridged centipede as his partner.

As the days passed, Mo Xiaolou's relationship with this insect and beast became closer and closer, and he also gave the black-spine centipede a name, called "Little Black". At first, the black-ridged centipede was very resistant to this, it felt that the word Xiao Hei could not reflect its domineering, but Mo Xiaolou didn't think so, he felt that the name was very kind, and it happened to be a pair with Xiao Bai. Over time, Mo Xiaolou's daily calls could not be resisted, and the black-ridged centipede also acquiesced to this name.

"I'm really sorry Xiao Hei, I didn't mean to, but speaking of which, after the bombing, your quagmire is no different from before, it's all a pile of mud, a black piece. ”

Mo Xiaolou laughed and joked about the black-ridged centipede, and the angry other party snorted coldly and rolled his eyes.

At this moment, Mo Xiaolou's mind was sensitive, and he saw that the identity jade plate tied to his waist glowed with cyan light, which was the signal used by Kun Cangzong to summon disciples.