Having already made up his mind to open up the cave space in the Daoless Sword, Mo Shaoli naturally urgently needed to know more about refining weapons, in case something happened at that time, and he couldn't even find a way to deal with it. Sitting cross-legged in the courtyard for a night, I didn't feel anything wrong.

When the sky was cloudy and shining, he put away the jade slip, jumped on the roof and waited for the sunrise, and completed the cultivation of "The Incarnation of the Purple Emperor Dao".

However, the ghost fire Taoist hadn't woken up yet, so he had no choice but to wake up the tulip, and hurried to the school after explaining a few words.

Yang Zhuang had already gathered at the school with five hundred monks, each practicing the physical skills passed down by Mo Shaoli.

Mo Shaoli first silently counted the number of people, and after confirming that no one was absent, he looked at them one by one, reprimanded a few monks who had problems with cultivation, and then paced to the quartermaster hall.

Quartermaster Yan was still sitting in the center of the hall, and he didn't move at all in a trance.

"I've seen Lord Yan. ”

"Why are you here?"

"My lord, I am going to continue to practice the sword technique of 'Dutian Thirty-three Slashes', but ...... Now I have a good knife in my hand, I don't know where I can get it?"

"Ready to practice sword skills?" Lord Yan's indifferent face showed a kind smile, and said: "You kid has a vision! The Dutian Slashing Dragon Blade and the "Dutian Thirty-Three Slashes" are the most ferocious killing techniques in the world, and those who specialize in this are all murderous murderers! Haha, very good, have a vision, this 'Flame Demon' knife was used by me in my early years, see that you kid is pleasing to the eye, I will give it to you." ”

Lord Yan took out a Dutian Slashing Dragon Blade standard long knife covered with dark flame patterns from the pocket on his waist and handed it to Mo Shaoli, stood up and said:

"I see that although you are mainly refining qi, but refining your body is still a product, it can be seen that your talent is not bad, and you can comprehend the 'meaning' before Ning Dan, which shows that your heart is also good. ”

Mo Shaoli took the Flame Demon Knife, and as soon as he started, he subconsciously operated the blood qi, but unexpectedly, the blood qi was injected into the knife, and the knife surface suddenly rose with dark red flames.

"Divine Soldier!"

Lord Yan nodded and said, "Fourteenth-order mid-grade divine soldier, it's not bad, right?"

Mo Shaoli showed ecstasy on his face, and saluted gratefully: "Thank you, Lord for your generous gift!"

Lord Yan said with a smile: "This thing is useless to leave on me, and I can't find a suitable heir, so it's cheap for you." Come, come, come, follow me to the school field, let me see how good you are in the sword?"

"Ahem, my lord, I just secretly practiced for a while when I was a child, and I haven't really understood it yet, so don't laugh. ”

Mo Shaoli had seen the eighteen knives perform "Dutian Thirty-three Slashes", and knew how many catties and taels he had, so he simply explained it in advance, so as not to turn his face with himself in disappointment as the executioner of the military department who seemed to know that he was by no means a kind person. In the three years of the military department, it is not uncommon to see all kinds of retired old age instructors beat their subordinates into half-crippled men without saying a word, like Zhu Bajie, who is considered gentle.

The two walked up to the school field, Mo Shaoli weighed the Flame Demon Knife in his hand and put on a posture, immersed his mind, melted his mind into the blood and qi of his whole body, infused the blade with qi, and began to perform the knife technique.

The first cut in the sky!

With a single slash, the long knife erupted into a gorgeous dark red flame.

Mo Shaoli knew that a true sword master should not behave like this, this was because his control of blood qi was not accurate enough, and he cut out the second knife after a slight adjustment.

The second cut in the sky!

Still unsatisfactory, adjust again.

The third slash in the sky!

......

Eighteen slashes in the sky!

Nineteen slashes in the sky!

"Hisss, hiss......"

The long flame of light that erupted from the blade stirred the surrounding air and violently vibrated it, erupting into a low roar.

Lord Yan nodded slightly and shook his head, smiled kindly at Mo Shaoli, and commented: "You really haven't started this sword technique yet, but fortunately, your comprehension barely passes, and with persistent cultivation, you can still achieve something." ”

Dutian nineteen consecutive slashes, Mo Shaoli was a little struggling after the cast, running his qi and blood, and after a moment of pranayama, he said: "My lord, I was born by hand just now, why don't you do it again." ”

Lord Yan shook his head with a smile and said, "No need, you can watch me perform it once." ”

Mo Shaoli's eyes lit up, and he nodded: "That's great, my cultivation time is still short, my knowledge is shallow, and it can open my eyes, which will be of great help to my cultivation in the future." ”

Lord Yan held the long knife horizontally in front of his chest, his face became cold little by little, and his whole body burst out with a fierce and cold momentum, and the blade of the long knife in his hand also bloomed with a ray of cold light, and the chaotic evil aura spread in all directions.

The whole thing suddenly turned into a white light and shadow, and the long knife waved like black lightning, flashing and flashing, and there were thirty-three flashes between breaths. "Dutian Thirty-three Slashes" was actually completely unleashed between one breath and one breath, without the slightest excess breath leaking out, and I couldn't even feel the fluctuations of the spiritual power of heaven and earth!

Lord Yan stood with a knife in his hand, and did not move in a trance.

A small hole cracked in the space in front of him, and a trace of the aura of the void seeped out.

The tiny wound heals slowly.

Mo Shaoli was dumbfounded, he had already guessed that this Lord Yan's cultivation was extremely high, but he didn't expect it to be so high. How powerful is it to split the spatial barrier with the power of a blade alone?

"Hey, the body refiner is like this, as he gets older, his qi and blood begin to dry up, and although his cultivation has not fallen, his combat power has continued to decline. ”

Lord Yan sighed, held the long knife in his arms, turned around and walked towards the quartermaster hall with a slight gloom, leaving only one sentence:

"That's my knife way, everyone's knife is different, you don't have to deliberately pursue it. Bai Lan made an exception to promote you to the commander of the 21st Army, and it should be your qi refining talent, and there is no need to spend too much energy on the sword path, everyone has limited time after all, and there should be a priority. ”

Master Xie instructed. ”

Mo Shaoli saluted respectfully at the old man's back, and after seeing him enter the quartermaster hall, he happily took the Flame Demon Knife and played carefully. The few long knives that I used before didn't go into the stream, and they were going to be kept or burned. The grade of this Flame Demon Knife is as high as the fourteenth order, and Shang Jia's materials are carefully forged, so I don't think it's so intentional to break it. The weight of this knife itself is only about 5,000 catties, it does not move blood, and it is not heavy to hold it in the hand with physical strength alone.

"Huangsha has to break through sooner or later, and it is a good thing to be able to take advantage of Chen Wangfu. ”

Mo Shaoxing thought about it, he was in a better mood, and he played two more sword tricks in the same place before he couldn't finish putting it away, returning to his team, and practicing the physical skills with his subordinates, practicing the magic power of "Chaos Hundred Evil Bodies".

In the afternoon, someone came to inform that the monk who had come to apply for the job was already waiting outside Fushun Mansion. Mo Shaoli called Yang Zhuang and Wang Xinduo, who came to join in the fun, and came to the outside of the mansion to select people. With a population of 50 million, there are indeed a lot more people who meet the conditions and are willing to join the Fushun Army, there are nearly 10,000 people, all of whom are evil cultivators above the Yuan Dan Realm, and there are also good body cultivation skills.

Mo Shaoli still chose according to the old method, and stepped forward and shouted first: "Divine Spiritual Root Qualification or Holy Body, come forward." ”

Waited for a moment, but no one answered.

Then he shouted: "Immortal spirit root qualifications or Dao bodies come forward." ”

Still no one answered.

shouted again: "The Heavenly Spiritual Root Qualification comes forward." ”

Seventeen monks pushed through the crowd and stepped forward, stooping down to salute.

Mo Shaoli checked them one by one and said, "Go to the back and find that dwarf to register." ”

"The high-grade spiritual root qualification, the evil path cultivation is the Xuandan realm or the body refining is above the Yuan Dan come forward. ”

When this sentence was shouted, more than 500 people immediately rushed forward.

Seeing this, the two adjutant officers of the quartermaster department in charge of the report took the initiative to come forward to help, and it took more than 500 people to complete the registration half an hour later. Mo Shaoli then shouted: "People under the age of two hundred who have cultivated to the Xuandan realm or above come forward. ”

This time, thousands of people poured up.

......

The monks were selected, the register was made, and then together with the first 500 people, the team was uniformly arranged, the official positions were appointed, and three copies of the directory materials were made, which were handed over to the Quartermaster Department, the Fushun Army General Affairs Office, and the Chen Wangfu General Affairs Office.

It took a whole afternoon to get everything done. Mo Shaoli appointed Yang Zhuang and another monk named Shiguan at the peak of the Xuandan Realm as the left and right general formations. When he is not there, these two people are responsible for the daily training signals, and if he is not there during the battle, these two can also take the place of leading the team.

It wasn't until it was dark that he returned to his cave, but he didn't expect the ghost fire Dao people to still sit in the courtyard. His eyes were slightly closed, his hands were pinching a Dharma seal, and the expression on his face switched between pain, joy, doubt, and contemplation from time to time, and the whole person followed the devil.

Mo Shaoli stared at it for a while, the more he looked, the more confused he became, and carefully used his detection magic power to peep up and down the ghost fire dao person's body, confirming that it was not a problem with cultivation, and he was a little more relieved.

I found the tulip again, carefully admonished a few words before returning to my room, carefully closed the door, took out three blood beads, and asked Jie in my arms: "Jie , how do you get this thing? Why can't I feel that there is a source qi in it?"

Jie said: "Just use the method of ordinary blood sacrifice to refine it, this thing is the thing of refining weapons, made of the blood of insects, demon beasts, and worms as the main material, and a miniature space has also been opened up inside, which is specially used to store precious treasures such as the Five Elements Source Qi that are easy to overflow." ”

"It's that simple. Mo Shaoli said: "Then I'll open up the cave space for the Daoless Sword first!"

"Yes. ”

There are no superfluous words after a sentence.

Mo Shaoli couldn't help but ask, "Do you have any suggestions?"

Jie said: "It's just to open up a cave space, what is there to suggest? The sacrificial refining technique has been that since ancient times, just don't make a mistake." ”

"Yes. ”

Mo Shaoli responded, raised his hand to summon the Daoless Sword, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and finally locked his eyes on the innate divine fetus embedded in the center of the sword grid. Since cultivating into Ning Dan, the nine-colored seeds formed in the center of the Yuan Dan in the body have also been constantly absorbing the true yuan and growing, and from time to time it will release a stream of nine-colored true qi into the Wudao Sword and be absorbed by the innate god fetus.

Today's innate god fetus has gradually changed to nine-colored colors, and there is also a faint nine-colored halo circulating on the stone-like sword body. The connection between Mo Shaoli and the Daoless Sword has also gone further, and now in his hand, it is completely like an extension of his arm, as if this sword is an inseparable part of his body.

"Whew!"

Mo Shaoli sat cross-legged, put the Daoless Sword on his legs, summoned three beads of blood, bit his fingers, forced out the essence blood to drip up, his hands flew up, and the law was constantly beaten, and the sacrifice was quickly completed.

As Jie said, there was no more or no less in the blood beads, and each one had a space the size of a fist, which exactly stored a hundred wisps of Five Elements Source Qi.

PS: Today's second shift, ask for a red ticket again