After a peaceful night, Morn sat in the tent early in the morning, stroking his right hand, which seemed to be intact, and the expression on his face kept changing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info is flushed and excited, and sometimes he is frowning and worried, and sometimes he even has a look of fear on his face.

The reason why this situation happened was from yesterday after Elder Lu left, Mo En smashed his coffee table with a blow after he was in a mood. The blow made Morn's right hand red and swollen, almost cracking, and at the same time, it also evoked dream memories that Morn deliberately didn't want to remember. As Morn tried and pondered about this secret method known as the Root Strike, two strange sets of cultivation methods and some chaotic knowledge appeared in Morn's mind.

As the lowest-ranking handyman in the Shiniu tribe, the only kind of exercise that Mo En could access was Brute Bull Jin. Even in the year under Elder Lu, Morn basically learned knowledge related to herb picking, planting, concocting, and blending, and occasionally heard some strange things about the outside world, basic common sense. But in terms of exercises, Elder Lu didn't give Mo En any guidance at all. So when he suddenly discovered two sets of cultivation exercises, Mo En couldn't help but devote himself to it.

And with this dedication, Morn was not able to separate his mind again. The set of exercises called the Shaman's Soul Calling Technique was a little better, and it had little to do with what Mo En had learned, and Mo En couldn't tell the good from the bad for the time being, but the set of exercises called the Shamanic Fitness Enhancement Method had deeply attracted Mo En. This casually named, and somewhat ridiculous exercise, is not only extremely rich in content, but also in the basic part, it is far more subtle and subtle than the brute bull. Morn experimented a little, and found the beauty of this exercise, and indulged in it.

By the time Mo En had finished reading all of this fitness method, had a lot of experience, and slowly woke up from the excitement and joy of suddenly getting the high-level exercises, it was already the middle of the night. Morn, who had calmed down a little, immediately became suspicious of the source of the exercises. In Morn's impression, this kind of method of directly instilling the exercises, and even the understanding of the exercises, directly into the minds of others, seemed to be only available to the legendary high-ranking monks. And in the Stone Ox tribe, no one can reach this height. In other words, these two sets of exercises cannot be imprinted in their minds by anyone in the tribe. After ruling out the possibility of the master's teaching, that somewhat ridiculous dream that made Morn feel extraordinarily cordial resurfaced in Morn's heart.

After calming down completely, Morn pondered for a long time and decided to start practicing the body cleansing technique used in the Fitness Method to nourish the body. The reason for this decision is that the Body Washing Technique is a basic technique for repairing the wounds caused by cultivation in the Enhancement Fitness Method, and it should be very suitable for the current situation of Morne's right hand injury. Morn really wanted to verify the authenticity of the exercises in his mind by looking at the effect of cultivating the body cleansing technique. After all, this kind of thing is related to the future and destiny of a cultivator, and it is absolutely not a matter that can be sloppy. Even though Mo En has basically determined the authenticity of the exercises through the comprehension of the exercises, it is still necessary to verify them in the end.

Unlike Morn's expected difficulty in cultivation, when Morn decided to start cultivating, his body naturally began to operate the exercises, and there was no problem at all. The faint sense of qi in Morn's body naturally operated according to the initial requirements of the exercises, mobilizing the latent power in his body, and constantly washing all parts of Morn's body. And in the operation and change of the exercises, even the content that could not be fully understood by Morn's knowledge will automatically appear in his mind, and then Morn can naturally continue to cultivate. It seems that Mo En has actually practiced this exercise countless times a long time ago, and knows this exercise well. All I have to do now is to revisit the basics.

In a trance, Morn cultivated until dawn. After practicing in the middle of the night, when Morn woke up from his cultivation, he found that his right hand had almost completely recovered. Even the martial arts cultivation that had not progressed for a long time also entered the threshold of a third-level samurai in the middle of the night. After carefully examining and confirming this fact, Morn's state of mind fell into complete confusion.

As a qualified pharmacist apprentice, Morn was well aware of the severity of his right hand injury yesterday. Even if you use the Qingling Paste for the Innate Level Elders, it will take at least two days to recover. If it is to use Morn's own medicinal oil, it may be delayed for six or seven days, and if the right hand is too hard during this period, the injury may worsen. And yesterday, because of his uncertainty, Morn didn't do anything with his right hand at all. Now that he has actually healed an injury of this magnitude by cultivating the midnight washing technique, then it can be determined that in terms of healing, this set of enhancement shaman fitness methods must be an extremely clever set of exercises. In addition, being able to break through to the third level of samurai in the middle of the night, even with a lot of previous accumulation as a foreshadowing, this technique is countless times better than the brute bull strength.

While confirming the authenticity and power of the exercises, Mo En also knew in his heart that the dream that he had always thought was somewhat ridiculous might not be completely illusory. Although there was nothing in this dream that frightened Morn, on the contrary, Morn had a sense of affection for the mysterious person in the dream from the bottom of his heart, but the twelve-year-old boy was still a little uneasy when he suddenly encountered such a bizarre thing.

Moreover, after determining the authenticity of the exercises, the matter of obtaining the high-level exercises also made Mo En have a lot of thoughts. Although he couldn't determine the level of this set of exercises, just looking at the miraculous effect of the body washing technique, Mo En knew that this exercise was bound to be much stronger than the Shi Niu Gong, which was regarded as a treasure by the Shi Niu tribe. In other words, it is very likely that he has obtained a Xuan-level exercise.

Originally, getting one or even two sets of advanced exercises should be extremely exciting for Mo En, a miscellaneous servant. But after the excitement, Morn had a lot of worries again. After all, high-level exercises are extremely precious, and it is difficult to predict what kind of consequences will occur if you obtain them in such a strange way. And once the news of his possession of high-level exercises spreads, and he can't explain the source of the exercises, I'm afraid that what he faces will be an extremely terrible end. After all, in the legend told by Elder Lu, there are not a few bloody storms and rains set off because of high-level exercises, and it is even more of an original sin for a weak person to carry a heavy treasure.

"You can't say anything about it!" said Morn to himself after a long hesitation. Growing up in a difficult environment like the grassland, Morn is simple, but he has also seen a lot of cruel things. Out of instinctive self-defense, Morn finally decided to keep his secret to himself.

"Morn, haven't you gotten up yet? Didn't you wake up yesterday? Do you still want to pretend to be sick and lazy today?" Just as Morn was about to continue practicing his newfound exercises, an arrogant voice came from outside the tent. With this sound, the curtain of the tent door was suddenly lifted, and a young man in a strong suit stepped into Morn's tent.

"Mu Tie, what are you doing here?" Looking at the arrogant visitor, Mo En frowned and asked a little impatiently. This thirteen-year-old boy named Mu Tie was the grandson of the clan elder Mu Shang, and he was considered a classmate of Mo En, and he also studied herbal medicine under Elder Lu. However, his relationship with Morn is not ordinarily bad.

When Mu Tie was ten years old, he had already devoted himself to Elder Lu's sect. However, compared to Mo En, Mu Tie's talent in herbal medicine is extremely poor, and after studying two more years than Mo En, he is still far inferior to Mo En, so he is not valued by Elder Lu.

Receiving the cold reception from Elder Lu, Mu Tie did not reflect on himself, but instead attributed the reason to Mo En, who was deeply valued by Elder Lu soon after he started, thinking that it was Mo En's appearance that affected Elder Lu's evaluation of him. In private, he often bullied Morn with his own identity and superior force in order to achieve psychological balance.

But Morn isn't a fool, and she's not a soft guy to bully at will. After suffering a few losses, Mo En studied herbology diligently on the one hand, in order to gain the attention of Elder Lu, get more time for individual guidance, and avoid Mu Tie. On the one hand, tell Mo Bing, a friend, about this, and ask Mo Bing to protect him. And after Mo Bing was promoted to a fourth-level warrior, the two teamed up to beat Mu Tie. At that time, this matter caused a lot of turmoil, but because Elder Lu and Elder Mo Feng, who valued Mo Bing, came forward, the matter was finally closed. After that, although Mu Tie was still extremely disagreeable with Mo En, he did not make any more arrogant moves. At this time, Morn put on a look of finding fault again, and Morn was naturally quite strange.

"Hehe, the clan is leaving the Xiuluo Mountains tomorrow, so we have to make all kinds of preparations today. This kind of thing has always been the responsibility of our Enemy Tiger Brigade, and as the squad leader of the Enemy Tiger Brigade, I have also received some tasks this time, and I have also obtained the authority to command some miscellaneous servants, and you happen to be under my jurisdiction. I'm here to assign you tasks and urge you to do your work by the way. Mu Tie said proudly. Being able to point out his opponent is undoubtedly a very pleasant thing for Mu Tie. And Mu Tie, who is accustomed to arrogance, did not hide this pleasant thought at all, so his face was full of the rampant ambition of the villain.

"Then what job are you going to assign to me?" Mo En looked at Mu Tie with a smug face, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

The enemy tiger brigade in Mu Tie's mouth is composed of underage teenagers in the Shiniu tribe, and it takes the meaning of 'newborn calves are not afraid of tigers'. In this brigade, important positions are basically held by teenagers whose elders are important figures in the clan. This is equivalent to a school for the clan to train future leaders, and Mu Tie relied on his grandfather to be an innate elder, so he also mixed the position of a squad leader. And Morn is the lowest handyman, so he belongs to the led class in the team. This time, Mu Tie came under this banner, and Mo En was not easy to object for a while.

"Hehe, for the sake of you lying down for eight or nine days and your body is still weak, I won't let you do those labor-intensive work. Mu Tie paused, looked at Moen's expression, and after not finding the frustration he was looking for, he continued viciously: "The tribe is going to migrate, and there is not enough fuel on the way. You're responsible for cleaning up all the cow dung from the cattle pen and putting it on your wooden camel as a reserve fuel!"