"Brother, can I sit here?" the tone was soothing, and the emotions were difficult to understand.

Jimo Xunsheng raised his head, looked at the young man, slightly stunned, this person has a handsome face, better than a woman, not under the dust, but a little wooden, those eyes, calm as stagnant water, but in the depths of the eyes, there is an emotion that Jimo can't understand.

"Brother Tai is casual. ”

"Bell!" the young man gently lifted the slightly dusty white robe, untied the long sword, and placed it on the table, revealing the gourd tied around his waist, and then the white robe fell. He picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and his eyes fell into the distance.

The rabbit looked at the man, his eyes fell on the sword, the scabbard was engraved with the word 'Lanqing' in ancient characters, the rabbit's eyes were faintly hot, and Zou Zou said, "Brother Tai's sword is really the best, can you let the little brother see it." ”

The man didn't move, and took a sip of tea again.

"Since Brother Tai does not object, then I will thank Brother Tai. "The rabbit rubbed his hands, his face was not respectful, and his cheap hand stretched out to the 'Lanqing Sword'.

"Bell!" the man gently placed the tea bowl on the table, carefully picked up the Lanqing sword, and the rabbit staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Thank you for the throne of Brother Tai, I think we will see you again soon. The man came in a hurry, walked strangely, carrying the Lan Qing sword on his back, and the wine jug on his waist loomed, and it had already fallen ten zhang away.

"Goodbye, where?" Jimo was a little puzzled.

"Holy Dojo. ”

Jimo frowned slightly, picked up the tea bowl, but did not drink it. The Holy Dojo, this is the reason why there are so many high-level monks in Zhao Kingdom?

"It's a pity that sword, it's a real Dao soldier. The rabbit cow took a few sips, sighed, and was full of unwillingness, "This guy is too strong, the whole person is like a bottomless pit, otherwise the rabbit would have shot a long time ago." ”

"Did you notice the sword that the young man in white was holding just now?"

Jimo looked at the people at the next table, although the voices of those people were low, they did not hide it, and they were clear in their ears.

"It seems to be ...... 'Lan Qing'? Wait, 'Lan Qing', could it be that person?"

"Li Han! The nameless monk who killed the third son of the emperor in one move outside Izumo City yesterday, I don't know where he came from, and he doesn't know the bottom line of strength, and he is very likely to catch up with the older generation. ”

"The third son of the emperor. Jimo looked at a few people and asked with a smile, "The third son of the emperor that Brother Tai said, but the third son of the emperor of Mingyuzong?"

"Yes, the contemporary Tianjiao of the Ming Jade Sect, the anti-Ding figures, those three are all the strength of the Heavenly Beggar's Six Heavens, but it's a pity that the three of them joined forces, and they didn't make a single move under Li Han. ”

Compared with other sects, the Forgotten Dust Sect and the Banshan Sect, which are close to the ancient Ya Huang, are late to receive disciples, and the same generation of Tianjiao is much younger than other sects. Therefore, even Yan Ran and Yan Chen, who are anti-Ding figures, have a lower strength than the monks of other sects.

"Do you say that this Li Han is powerful, or is it the Shura Holy Maiden who is powerful, or is it Gu Shaoyang?"

"It's hard to say, there are still many Tianjiao names that we don't know, and it's hard to decide who is strong and who is weak. ”

"Come on, come on, why are you talking about this, we are not on the same level as those people, and it hurts to talk too much. ”

Contemporary Tianjiao, it is difficult to judge who is the first and who is the second, and they have not really competed together, even if they are these Tianjiao, they dare not say that he is the first person.

This is not only the background of the sect, nor is it just personal talent, but also personal chance.

Out of the tea shed, Jimo was in no mood to stay any longer, and it took two days to rush back to the Forgotten Dust Sect. The rabbit screamed, saying that he was going to throw himself into the net in exchange for six hundred catties of Dao Stone, but he was ruthlessly ignored by Jimo.

Returning to the Forgotten Dust Sect to worship Lao Mo, Jimo came to Yanran's attic, the wind chimes were crisp, Yiren leaned on Xuan, white hair fluttering, and starry eyes were cold.

"It's back. ”

"Well, senior sister, have you heard of the Holy Dojo?" Jimo did not go up to the attic, but stood under the attic and looked up as before.

"I've heard about it lately. Yan Ran slashed down from the attic and landed beside Jimo, "You've lost weight recently." ”

Jimo's face was slightly red, and he smiled awkwardly, "Senior sister, do you know the details?"

"The Holy Dojo is in the Eternal Arrow Wilderness, and it is said that it was left behind after the death of the Holy Powerful thousands of years ago, and I don't know much about the details. Yan Ran floated out of the dust, her breath was cold, she was like a fairy in the Guanghan Palace, cold and tender.

"You work hard to cultivate, recently I will also work hard to cultivate to the Nian God in Master Mo's dojo, as the first sect on the edge of the eternal wilderness, there are some things, I am very helpless. ”

Yan Ran floated up to the attic again, she wanted to retreat, and hit Nian Shen, Jimo frowned slightly, Yan Ran was so eager for quick success, even if there was a hammer pressure from the old Mo Dojo, it would cause an unstable foundation.

Returning to the miscellaneous compound with something on his mind, Lao Mo was still sitting in a rocking chair, looking up at the sky, his eyes were deeper, he couldn't see the bottom at all, the more he looked at it, the more terrifying he looked.

"Master. ”

"Sit down!" Lao Mo waved his hand and pointed to the seat beside him. Although he looks like a young man now, his love for Jimo is still the same old age.

"Mo'er, how much time has it been since I realized my enlightenment?" Old Mo had a kind face, and his momentum stretched profoundly, like the sea, it was difficult to see what he was thinking.

"Nearly a month. ”

"It's twenty-four days, from tomorrow, you go to Shenglong Peak, accept the pressure of the dojo, and work hard to promote Tianqi, this is a hundred catties of Dao stones. Lao Mo waved his hand and scattered hundreds of Dao stones, golden and yellow, and the grade was extremely high.

Dao stones are divided into five types: low-level, intermediate-level, high-level, superb, and heterogeneous.

"Master Xie. Jimo thanked him, "Master, do you know about the Holy Dojo?"

"Three years ago, a famous man in the Taiyi Holy Prefecture disappeared in the Eternal Wilderness, and a powerful Venerable in the Zen Domain also disappeared in the Eternal Wilderness, and then several great demons disappeared one after another. There is a great power to enter the Eternal Arrow Wilderness, and it is detected that in the depths of the Eternal Arrow Wilderness, there is a tomb of the Holy Strong. ”

"There are supreme holy powerhouses who have fallen, but it's a pity that the Great Dao is too strong, even those strong people can't completely penetrate into the interior of the dojo, this time it is several top holy places that have joined forces and vowed to break into the dojo, and the others are just going to drink soup. ”

"That's a demon saint, his dojo, the demonic aura is monstrous, like the Shura hell. Lao Mo's face was cautious, and after a while, his eyes closed slightly, "Go!"

Jimo retired from Lao Mo, climbed the Dragon Peak alone, found a hidden cave on the mountainside, sat down cross-legged, laid down the Daoyun enchantment, and began to cultivate hard.

He has reached the verge of a breakthrough, and in the past two months, he has suppressed his strength in order to consolidate his realm, and he has not made a breakthrough, and now he has reached the extreme of suppression.

At night, Yan Yuchen slowly fell into the miscellaneous compound, sat down next to Lao Mo, holding a scroll in his hand, his face gentle, "How much time is left?"

"If I hadn't entered the Shura Holy Land, I would have a year to go. ”

"And now?"

"There are three months left at most, taking the opportunity of the outbreak of the Holy Dojo, and then you help me hide it for a month. How far Mo'er can go is his creation. ”

"Hades is easy to send, but the little ghost is difficult. ”

Yan Yuchen was silent, the pages of the ancient books rolled in the wind, crackling, and his face became more solemn, "That's it, who made me owe you the favor at the beginning, just forget the dust sect ......"

"Then you can make the news public, and there are times when Hades can't make a move, only the imps are running around. Lao Mo's voice was low, his eyes were as deep as the ocean, and his figure disappeared and landed on Shenglong Peak.

Jimo is a peerless holy fetus, and he can't hide it at all, and he Mo Tian fled with the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra" back then, and he is destined to be unable to hide it anymore.

The moonlight sprinkled Qinghui, entered from the hole, and fell on Jimo, adding a bit of mystery. Jimo sat cross-legged in the Dao Stones, and he spread thirty Dao Stones under him to provide a large amount of spiritual energy, which was used to break through the Heavenly Beggars.

Lao Mo quietly landed beside Jimo, raised his fingers and hooked, drawing an enchantment, and constructing a magical world for Jimo alone, in this world, there are mountains, rivers, flowers and plants, and the universe. This is the Word.

Lao Mo was still unwilling, he wanted to let Jimo feel the breath of the Tao when Jimo was promoted to Tianqi.

"Boom!"

Golden light erupted on the Dao stones, and all those Dao stones floated in the air, and the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra" operated, triggering divine power, extracting the aura in those Dao stones and injecting them into Jimo's body.

"Boom!"

Jimo's dantian was trembling, and he saw that there was chaos in his dantian, and then the territory of the dantian extended infinitely. Every time the realm was improved before, the dantian would expand several times, but this time the dantian expanded and there was no limit.

In the golden dantian, the aura forms waves, and the dantian is the sea, and in the sea, there are countless golden seawaters, which are all aura. After those spiritual qi rolled in the dantian, they swam towards the flesh, bone marrow, and meridians, and these spiritual qi were actually refining the body of Jimo.

Jimo used the method of forging, using aura to form a golden hammer, forging every inch of flesh and blood once.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

"Peng!" The Dao Stone collapsed, and the thirty Dao Stones only lasted for half an hour, and then all of them were consumed, Lao Mo raised his hand and sprinkled the Dao Stone beside Jimo under Jimo's body, not letting the aura be cut off.

He raised his hand and pointed it in the air and wrote a golden text floating in the air, which was his perception of the Tao and his understanding of the Tao.

"Mo'er, as a teacher, I can only help you get here. Lao Mo raised his hand to lead the general trend and sealed his perception of the Tao into Jimo's body, "These are the Dao of Self, Mo'er, I hope you can understand." ”

"Boom!" A dull roar came from Jimo's body, and a huge suction force stretched out, it was like a wild horse on the loose, without any restraint.

"Bang bang bang!" The Dao Stone shattered and turned into powdered ashes, but in the blink of an eye, nearly ten Dao Stones were destroyed.

Lao Mo's face changed, he raised his hand and pointed at the center of Jimo's eyebrows, trying to contain this suction, but he put his hand on Jimo's forehead, and his face changed.

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