"Morn, I owe you my life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Mo Bing said in a somewhat lonely tone. Growing up, Mo Bing and Mo En were best friends and potential competitors. The two of them helped each other, compared with each other, made progress together, stood out from the many Shiniu tribes in the same year, and became the best talents among the common people of the tribe.

However, since Mo En was valued by Lu Qianming and accepted as a disciple, Mo Bing, who was originally slightly superior in all aspects, began to fall behind, and when Mo En killed the demon wolf and rescued the clan, Mo Bing found that he had been left behind by Mo En, and he couldn't keep up with Mo En's progress. For the sake of his own future, and in order to be able to catch up with Mo En's footsteps, Mo Bing gave up the left-behind tribe at the beginning, and resolutely chose to go out with great risks.

Over the years, although Mo Bing has suffered from the Blood Boiling Technique, he is still very satisfied with the progress of his strength. Especially after stepping into the Jindan period, Mo Bing had a feeling of raising his eyebrows in his heart. After all, in the history of the Shiniu tribe, no master in the foundation building period has ever appeared, and he has been able to advance to Jindan, surpassing all the predecessors in the tribe. Even if Mo En is valued by Lu Qianming, the qualifications of the Mixed Spirit Root may not be able to surpass him.

However, Mo Bing's psychological advantage was completely shattered after seeing Mo En again. Not to mention how much effort and risk Morn put in to save himself, just because Morn was able to easily erase the mark left by Tie Rong, Mo Bing knew that his strength was still far behind Morn. After repeated changes, coupled with knowing that there were major hidden dangers on his body, Mo Bing, who was strong enough for a while, was also slightly decadent.

"We're brothers, aren't we?" said Morn with a slight smile and patted Mo Bing's shoulder.

"What I'm saying is that we're brothers. Mo Bing wiped his face, wiped away the tears that had just appeared, and regained his spirits. As a body refiner, Mo Bing was able to get to this point, although the blood boiling technique and the guidance of Yunfeng Sanren were of great help, but the most fundamental thing was his own qualifications, hard work and strong will. After remembering Mo En's kindness in his heart, Mo Bing also walked out of decadence.

"That's right. Mo En, aren't you cultivating in Wasteland?Why did you come to Zhongzhou?How is the situation of the tribe?" After stabilizing his mind, Mo Bing asked with some strange words. After being brought to the Beidou Sect, Mo Bing had actually basically accepted his fate. After all, Mo Bing has followed Yunfeng all these years, and he has not made any powerful connections at all, and it can be said that he has no relatives in Zhongzhou, and there is no possibility of competing with the Beidou Sect at all. Mo Bing never thought that Mo En, who should be far away in the Wasteland, would actually appear on the side of the Beidou Sect.

"I joined the Thousand Cow Temple. However, after advancing to Jindan, there was some trouble in the temple, so I ran to Zhongzhou to avoid the limelight, the clan is very prosperous now, and there should be no major problems with security. This time I came to Seven Star City to find some special spiritual materials, and by the way, I broadened my horizons, but I happened to see you fighting with people in the Giant Gate Martial Arts Arena. Mo En said very easily: "Originally, I thought it was a great thing, but after a closer look, I found that you used the forbidden technique, which is why I designed to bring you out of the Beidou Sect." Ruined your chance to enter the top power, don't blame me!"

"Cut! Don't shiver at me. What happened to me, I don't know. If it weren't for you, I would definitely have become a test subject for the Beidou Sect to use the Blood Boiling Technique to cultivate rapid combat power. Not only can they not learn any skills, but they also have to endure countless hardships, and their lives may not last for 30 years. You took me out of the Beidou Sect, you saved my life. It's just a pity that I'm trapped by the Blood Boiling Technique now, even if I try my best to suppress it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a hundred years of life, and it will be even more difficult for my cultivation to make great progress. Mo Bing waved his hand and said very calmly. Mo Bing joked, naturally to calm Mo Bing's mood, so as not to be depressed, but Mo Bing himself had already adjusted his mood and was able to face all this calmly.

Mo Bing already had an in-depth and detailed understanding of the harm brought to him by the Blood Boiling Technique. Although Mo Bing could rely on his strong will to suppress the backlash of the Blood Boiling Technique, as the number of suppressions increased, the backlash would still consume Mo Bing's foundation and become more and more intense. When the consumption of this kind of backlash was greater than normal cultivation, Mo Bing was forced to practice the Blood Boiling Technique again, and then fell into a cycle again. Although this can greatly delay the consumption of the foundation and extend Mo Bing's longevity a lot, the result will not change. Once there is a fierce battle, the process will accelerate sharply, which is also the main reason for Mo Bing's previous decadence.

"Not necessarily. This access control technique may not be unsolvable. Morn shook his head and smiled.

"What? Are you saying that Elder Lu has a way? where is his old man? Will it be dangerous?" Mo Bing was slightly stunned, and then asked excitedly. Whether it is a monk or a body cultivator, they all regard their cultivation as their lives, not to mention that the matter of the Blood Boiling Technique itself involves both cultivation and longevity. If the hidden danger of the blood boiling technique can be solved, it is equivalent to giving Mo Bing a chance to live a new life, and Mo Bing can't help but be excited.

And the information that Mo Bing got from the Beidou Sect, Mo En had the support of a master behind him, and Mo Bing didn't expect that all this was handled by Mo En himself, so he subconsciously thought that Lu Qianming also intervened in this matter. And Lu Qianming's omnipotent image when he was a child also made Mo Bing a little more confident in solving the blood boiling technique.

"Master, his old man has passed away for many years. Mo En shook his head and said very calmly: "After his old man passed away, I joined the Thousand Cow Temple. It's just me and no one else in this operation, so you don't have to worry. As for the matter of the Blood Boiling Technique, I got all the information from Yun Feng Sanren, and I already have some ways to alleviate it. If you can find a top-level elixir, your foundation can still be made up. ”

"Elder Lu, he passed away?" Mo Bing didn't pay too much attention to his question, but asked a little eagerly. Although he did not become Lu Qianming's disciple, Mo Bing still had a lot of affection for this elder who had guarded the Shiniu tribe for many years.

"Shortly after you left the clan, Master's former enemies found us. In order to protect me, Master died with the enemy. Morn said with a sigh. Although he left a wisp of Lu Qianming's remnant soul by relying on the Six Soul Flags, if he wanted to help Lu Qianming recover, he needed an extremely high level of cultivation, at least the current Mo En still had no way.

"Who made the shot?" asked Mo Bing, gritting his teeth.

"The person who shot is already dead at the hands of Master, and we don't need revenge. However, the Yuxia Sect, which hit the master hard at the beginning and forced the master to flee to the barren state, is still there, and it is also the target I am going to find next. Morn said coldly.

"Count me in. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )