In the central tent of the Shiniu tribe, Mo Bing and Du Fang listened attentively to Mo En's explanation of the improved Mixed Yuan Gong, and asked some questions from time to time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info And Morn also answered the two in detail, sometimes even directly posed, demonstrated to the two, or asked the two to pose, and Morn corrected them one by one.

"Okay, I've finished talking about what I need to talk about, and it's up to you how to cultivate next, and I can't help much. "From the night of his return, Mo En blended the Mixed Yuan Gong he had cultivated before with the physical body cultivation method in his previous life and taught it to Mo Bing and Du Fang. With the shaman's special practice method, although the Mixed Yuan Gong has not reached the level of the Heaven and Earth Level Exercises, it is definitely not inferior to the Xuan-level exercises.

At the same time as the grade was raised, the complexity of the Mixed Yuan Gong also increased significantly, and it took Mo En three days to thoroughly explain the exercises to the two of them. Compared to the previous one, Mo En's own effort to learn the Mixed Yuan Gong was even greater. However, Du Fang and Mo Bing are Mo En's best brothers and friends, and they are also the most trusted people in the clan, so it is also appropriate to help them improve their strength and put more effort into it.

"Hehe, don't worry, with such a good exercise, I can break through the innate just around the corner. Maybe I can awaken the spiritual root and become a monk like you. Du Fang patted Morn on the shoulder and said with a smile. Although he was very grateful to Moen for his teaching, Du Fang still maintained the attitude of a good friend. Even though many people in the tribe were afraid of Morn right now, Du Fang didn't change. After all, for Du Fang, the fact that Moen is his good friend has not changed. The destruction of the Mo family has nothing to do with Du Fang, after all, in the Wolf Plague War, the Mo family has lost the reverence of the clan members.

"I hope so, so that I can have a companion on my spiritual path in the future. Morn said with a smile. In front of Du Fang and Mo Bing, Mo En didn't have so many worries in his heart, and he could smile happily after calculating. This feeling of mutual trust was not even when facing Elder Mo Feng.

"Can we pass on this technique to others?" Mo Bing asked after smiling with the two of them. After a year of cultivation, Mo Bing's cultivation has also been improved to the level of the eighth level of a warrior, and in terms of qualifications, Mo Bing is even better than Du Fang. And after the cultivation was improved, his knowledge also increased, and he became more aware of the wisdom of the exercises taught by Morn. If the tribal boy had practiced this kind of exercise since he was a child, I am afraid that the number of people who had advanced to the innate level would increase several times or even ten times.

"Yes, but don't teach it lightly. If you are not a person who is really trusted, it is better not to pass on the best parts. Morn had been prepared for this question, so he replied calmly. Improving the Mixed Yuan Gong itself has the intention of leaving this exercise to the Shiniu tribe as the foundation of the clan, but Mo En does not want to teach the exercise for free immediately. It is difficult to pay attention to what can be obtained without paying, and with the current situation of the Shiniu tribe, after the news comes out, they may not be able to keep the exercises. After all, for the grassland tribe, a set of Xuan-level exercises is definitely very attractive.

"I understand that. Mo Bing nodded and replied. Mo Bing also understands Mo En's scruples. And the essence of the improved version of the Mixed Yuan Gong is in the Shamanic Body Strengthening Method that is kneaded into it, and after this part is hidden, there is only the Yellow Level Gong Mixed Yuan Gong, which is not worthy of other people's coveting, so that it will neither delay the cultivation nor cause the leakage of secrets, which is a good way to solve the problem.

"Hehe, how do you define this person who can be trusted?" Du Fang also put away his smile at this time and asked solemnly. Those who have been taught this exercise are very likely to advance to the innate or even higher level, and for any cultivator, this exercise is very attractive. With the right to choose this exercise alone, you can pull up a force within the clan, so Du Fang must ask this question clearly. Otherwise, if there is a conflict in the future because of the problem of teaching the exercises, it will hurt the feelings of the brothers too much.

"It's up to you, I won't stay in the clan for long. Morn said lightly. What Morn wants is just the growth of the clan and the better living conditions of the clan members, as for the issue of internal rights, Morn does not care too much.

"After I advanced to the innate level, I will leave the tribe. Mo Bing said lightly, but his tone was full of firmness. Mo Bing's rapid progress and strong performance gave Mo Bing great stimulation. At this time, Mo Bing was no longer satisfied with what he had learned from the tribe, and wanted to go out and get a greater improvement. As for the power within the clan, Mo Bing, like Mo En, didn't care very much.

"In that case, wouldn't the task of the left-behind tribes be carried out by me?" After understanding what the two meant, Du Fang said with a smile. Among the three, Du Fang is actually the least ambitious, he has a family to protect, and he also knows that there is not much hope of impacting a higher realm with his qualifications, so he has no plans to travel. Such a choice is also the most satisfactory for Du Fang.

"Okay, that's all for today. The troublemakers are coming, and I'm going to take a look. After the three of them laughed for a while, Morn's expression suddenly moved, and he stood up and spoke. Compared to Mo Bing and the others, who had not yet advanced to the innate level, at this time, the cultivation of Mo En's divine thoughts, who had advanced to the sixth level of the innate with the help of the first battle in the Qifeng Forest, was extremely high, and it was easy to detect the powerful divine thoughts that appeared above the camp.

When Morn stepped out of the tent and came to the clearing in the center of the camp, two monks dressed in the costumes of the Thousand Bull Temple flew from the direction of Yellow Cloud City with a golden flying sword. When they reached the center of the camp, the two of them did not fall, they were suspended in mid-air, looking down on everyone condescendingly.

"That's Morn who killed his fellow Monks, come out and die!" After seeing Morn in the crowd, the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth with the flying sword showed a sneer, and he slapped Moen and the crowd around Morn directly with his palm, and shouted loudly at the entire camp at the same time.

"I'm Morn, what are you that dare to come to our tribe to spread wilderness?" waved his hand to take the other party's extremely wide palm power, and Morn asked lightly to the visitor.

"Senior Brother Huang, he is Mo En, who killed my brother and my clan, please Senior Brother make the decision for me!" Mo Yu, who was standing behind the flying sword and was six or seven points similar to Mo Hua, immediately pleaded with the middle-aged man of the sword with grief and indignation after seeing Mo En's appearance clearly.

Because the main figure of the Mo family was killed by Mo En in one fell swoop, the power of the Mo family in the tribe was greatly affected. It wasn't until a day later that someone passed the news to Mo Yu, who was practicing in the temple. And after knowing that the opponent was strong and killed the extremely strong master in the clan in one fell swoop, Mo Yu, who had just been born at the fifth level, did not dare to come to the clan alone to take revenge, so he spent a huge price to find Huang Baigu, who had some relationship with him among the outer disciples and whose strength belonged to the first-class, and wanted to use the power of this ninth-level master of Qi training to regain the family's property and power.

"You are Mo En? You also saw that I am Mo Yu's senior brother, and I am here to administer justice to him today. How are you going to end this matter?" After confirming Mo En's identity, Huang Baigu did not directly attack Mo En as Mo Yu expected, but dropped the flying sword and asked coldly.

"Senior brother!" Mo Yu just wanted to urge, but was cut off by Huang Baigu waving his hand. In the previous encounter, although neither side used real skills, the strength shown by Mo Yi made Huang Baigu a little jealous. This time he meddled in the affairs of the Shiniu clan, mainly because Mo Yu took out the elixir that made Huang Baigu's heart move. However, these elixirs were only enough for Huang Baigu to help Mo Yu sweep away some opponents who could be easily defeated, and if Huang Baigu wanted to work hard, it was still too little.

"There's nothing to end to. Mo Hua died in the fight, and the other three were killed for interfering in the fight, and they died innocently. If Mo Yu is not convinced, you can let him challenge me, and I will fight at any time. Morn said lightly.

In fact, after seeing Mo Yu appear with only one Qi cultivation period cultivator, the last bit of worry in Mo En's heart also disappeared. If Mo Hua had informed Mo Yu of his situation before, then Mo Yu would either hold back, or take revenge with a real master, or leak the news. At this time, Mo Yu just temporarily invited a person who practiced Qi at the ninth level, and hurriedly came forward for himself, indicating that he really didn't know about Wu Ming's two real people. And the opponent of the ninth order of Qi cultivation is not yet in Mo En's eyes.

"Hmph, you said it all by you, no one knows if it's true or not, but it's a fact that you killed the four members of the Mo family. The temple will not let its disciples' family members be killed, you can go to the temple with me!" Seeing that Mo En refused to give in and had no intention of giving himself benefits, Huang Baigu snorted coldly and opened his mouth to threaten.

"You're just an outer disciple of the Divine Temple, I'm afraid you don't have the right to take me away, right?" After glancing at Huang Baigu's clothes, Mo En said coldly. Although the temple is an irresistible behemoth for the people in the tribe, not everyone in the temple has supreme rights. In fact, the status of the outer disciples of the temple in the temple is quite humble, unless they can get some errands because of their background like Huang Pingshan before, the other disciples only practice in the temple and have no privileges. And the clothes of the disciples with the official position will show Huang Yun, or the golden bull pattern, Huang Baigu and Mo Yu's clothes are the same, they are all outer disciples without any rights, and Mo En does not need to be afraid of them.

"Senior Brother Huang, kill him directly! Afterwards, the spirit objects of the Mo family, I will share half of you, Senior Brother! With these things, Senior Brother, you may be able to save enough spiritual objects to exchange for Zhuji Dan. Seeing that Huang Baigu had the intention of retreating, Mo Yu gritted his teeth and promised ruthlessly. For Huang Baigu, who is middle-aged and still unable to break through to the foundation, he urgently needs a large number of spiritual objects in exchange for the Zhuji Dan that can help him build the foundation, only this can stimulate Huang Baigu to help with his death.

"Okay, junior brother, remember your words. Huang Baigu perked up when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Mo En coldly: "I really don't have the right to take you away, but if I kill you, no one will pursue it." Boy, you have to think clearly. ”

"Are you going to challenge me? If so, I'm not responsible for my death. Morn said lightly.

"The kid is rampant!" Huang Baigu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the flying sword turned into a golden light and slashed towards Mo En.