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Dixuan Peak.

"Senior Brother Meng Hao, this is the fortieth bucket of mercury water" A short-haired young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes gritted his teeth and picked up a heavy bucket of mercury water, step by step, walked to the door of the storage room of Dantang, and said to the monk who was reading ancient books with Erlang's legs crossed in front of the door.

With a snap, he put down the bucket of mercury water, and saw the young man sweating like rain, panting again and again.

With the power of the fifth layer of the young spirit fetus realm's 'one force', they are all tired like this, and it is conceivable that this mercury water weighs at least a thousand catties.

"Oh? so fast. It's still early, so go pick another bucket. "The 'Senior Brother Meng Hao' didn't raise his head, and said lightly.

"Still picking?" the short-haired boy was shocked.

"What, Senior Brother Nanli, don't you want to pick it?" 'Senior Brother Meng Hao's voice gradually became a little chilly. This person who has been carrying mercury water for Dantang is Tie Nanli.

He had been in the inner gate for seven days.

For seven days, he was called and drunk by this 'Senior Brother Meng Hao' every day, and he kept working.

It is said to be the rules of Dantang.

Pick mercury water, pick medicinal materials, sort out ancient books, and other miscellaneous things, you can call him.

Tie Nanli was very puzzled by this, is this the cultivation of Dantang?

He didn't feel anything but being half tired and half dead.

At the beginning, Elder Su Yeban sent Tie Nanli here, but he just gave him an order to 'work out here', gave him a storage bag, and left.

After that, he entered the Dantang with excitement, and that mood slowly faded as the days passed.

This is Su Yeban's way of cultivation?

Now Tie Nanli still can't guess what his master means.

But once it comes, it is safe.

No matter how bitter it is, you must grit your teeth first and persevere, and wait and see what happens.

"I know. Tie Nanli gritted his teeth, wiped his sweat hard, picked up the empty bucket next to him, and took another step.

The source of mercury water, between the mountainsides.

From Dantangkou to the mountainside, the road is winding and rugged, and there is a distance of several miles.

If you want to complete the task delivered by Dantang quickly, you can only keep speeding up your feet and increasing your strength.

While hurrying away, Tie Nanli couldn't help but think of the faces of several people, and sighed: "Senior Sister Lu'er and Senior Brother Chen Mo have also entered the inner gate for a long time, and I don't know what kind of cultivation they are going on now. ”

Tianshu Peak.

A young girl in a turquoise dress was quietly flipping through ancient books in the Scripture Pavilion.

There were already dozens of thick mountains of books stacked around her.

In fact, very few people come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and generally the realm of cultivation has reached a certain point, so they come here to copy the exercises and go back to practice.

Like Fu Luer, she kept flipping through ancient books, and sat for seven days at a time, almost nothing.

The disciples of the outer sect who came to tidy up the bookshelves were stunned when they saw the girl, and then tiptoed to take the books away, and put them back in place one after another, not daring to alarm her.

The elder in charge of the Scripture Pavilion had already given a special order not to alarm this girl.

She is a character that Elder Yi Zhixing has specially explained.

The only daughter of the Fu family, the youngest cultivator of the "Heavenly Fu Cold Flow Technique", is most likely to become the second female cultivator of the 'Sword Heart Tongming'.

Fu Luer.

As soon as she arrived at Tianshu Peak and received the storage bag, Elder Yi Zhixing said to her, "Do you want to cultivate 'Sword Heart Tongming'?"

Fu Lu'er nodded.

"Do you know what 'sword' is, what 'sword heart' is, and what 'clearness'?" Yi Zhixing asked again.

Fu Lu'er frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and shook her head slightly.

Yi Zhixing stroked his white beard and said, "Then you go to the Scripture Pavilion and take a good look at it." I'll ask you again in half a month. ”

Fu Lu'er nodded slightly.

So she came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, sat quietly and read a book, and couldn't stop when she saw it, and it was seven days when she looked at it.

"General Outline of Kendo", "General Interpretation of Sword Intent", "Sword Xuanlu"

Books like this are related.

After reading one book, you will naturally associate it with the other and make deductions.

Fu Luer found it very interesting.

She kept flipping through the next ancient book, and she was very curious about how the next book would be different in her understanding of kendo.

Thirsty for knowledge, about that.

Occasionally, when she gets tired of seeing it, she will gently pull up a few strands of hair hanging in front of her eyes, thinking about a person.

I thought of the peach crown on his head, and of his clean, sunny face.

Wondering, what he's doing now.

Qiyang Peak, between the mountainsides.

"Haven't you arrived after walking for so long?" asked Chen Mo.

The crowd walked through countless dense forests for about an hour.

From the summit of Qiyang Peak to the halfway point of the mountain, the road is rugged and long, but it is not so easy.

At the beginning, there would be a few hares and wild boars between the dense forests, all of which had not yet been civilized and had no demonic power, and when they saw Chen Mo and the others, they were so frightened that they fled quickly.

They have no interest in ordinary beast meat and don't bother with it.

Ordinary beast meat does not have the true essence of heaven and earth fused into it, and it cannot nourish their meridians and improve their cultivation.

And the demon python that Kumamon said is as strong as the eighth layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm, whether it is Chen Mo, whose strength is at the bottleneck of the sixth layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm, or Xing Hao who is at the fourth layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm, or Kumamon Bear and Bai Muxue, the little white fox whose demon power is equivalent to the seventh layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm, it is of great benefit.

While chatting all the way, the little white fox also told Chen Mo that in the memories that Bai Mengyao left her, it seemed that the demon beast essence blood of the eighth and ninth layers of the Spirit Fetus Realm was used to soak the whole body, which could help open up the acupoints.

Especially the 'know-how'.

Hearing this, Chen Mo was even more sure of the necessity of this trip.

He had been in the sixth layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm for a long time.

It is imperative to get through the 'hand know-how' and advance to the seventh layer of the Spirit Fetal Realm.

Stagnation is a terrible thing.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Staying in one realm for a long time, although the perception will become deeper and deeper, the Dao heart will gradually waver.

Worried about Shouyuan, worried about the catastrophe.

This is a terrible thing.

Once the Dao heart is shaken, when the calamity comes, it is almost impossible to get through.

Even if it is passed, the future achievements will not be too big.

That's why everyone is going to great lengths to improve.

The path of cultivation is too long, and the life span of a monk is very limited.

Exploring the endless avenue with a limited number of longevity can only speed up the foot, and the faster you get to the front, the more scenery you see.

The longer you live.

The more you get, the more.

Regardless of this, breaking through the realm is an extremely pleasant thing.

Better than any kind of great joy in the world.

"Wait. Chen Mo suddenly felt that the aura of the dense forest had changed somewhat, and he asked everyone to stop and be silent. "Little master, I feel it too. Kumamon bent down with some trepidation and said in a low voice.

Rarely would he have made such a cautious move.

This shows that there is indeed an existence ahead that makes him extremely jealous.

The little white fox and the crane on the side chirped, revealing an extremely vigilant look, and cautiously took a few steps back.

The little white fox hugged Chen Mo tightly and said in a low voice: "Brother Chen Mo, there is a terrifying aura ahead. ”

The crane chirped and shrank his head and muttered twice.

Xing Hao touched his bald head, he was only at the fourth level of the Spirit Realm, and his perception was very weak, and he did not have the innate intuition and sharpness of these demon beasts.

He also asked cautiously, "Senior Brother Chen Mo, what did you find?"

"It's dangerous. Chen Mo spit out three words, looking extremely focused, he was staring at the ground.

As soon as they approached, the ground shook faintly.

The tremors gradually became noticeable and louder.

It seems that there is some behemoth, which is moving slowly, step by step.

Direction, exactly this way!

At this moment, even Xing Hao became nervous.

"You guys go quickly. Chen Mo suddenly pulled out the Qiyang Sword, and the brilliant golden light lit up in the entire dense forest, and his tone was extremely resolute.

"Brother Chen Mo, you can go with you too!" The little white fox sensed Chen Mo's intentions and shouted.

"Kumamon, you've miscalculated. Chen Mo said lightly, "Take them away, Xing Hao, I'll be back in a while." ”

"Little master!" Kumamon grimaced.

"Okay!" Xing Hao didn't hesitate for a moment, rode on Jiujiu, picked up the little white fox and was about to go back.

"Let's go?" a wild laugh rang out.

An incomparably huge python, crushing the trees, suddenly appeared in front of everyone, blocking their way.

This giant python has a dark green body, the scales on its body flow with strange light, a pair of demonic vertical pupils flashing with fine light, the blood basin mouth is wide open, spitting letters, and a pair of sharp fangs are exposed, which is very terrifying.

Its body was filled with an incomparably terrifying aura, which was not at all comparable to the eighth layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm.

"This guy's demonic power already has the ninth layer of the Spirit Fetal Realm. Chen Mo looked at the trace of old skin left on this giant python and knew that it had just molted.

The demon python molted nine times, and each time it molted, it would be reborn, its injuries would be completely eliminated, and its strength would be greatly increased.

The terrifying fluctuations on this demon python's body were already very close to the breath of the Void Spirit Realm.

Chen Mo had been in contact with many Void Spirit Realms, and he knew how strong that aura fluctuation was.

Now this demon python has not reached such a state.

However, it's not much worse.

The eighth layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm and the ninth layer of the Spirit Fetal Realm are far apart.

Starting from the sixth layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm, every time a monk ascends to a realm, it is extremely difficult, and his strength has also increased tremendously.

Chen Mo was confident that with his sword under the increase of the will of the gods and Buddhas, he could cut out the power of the eighth layer of the spirit fetus realm.

But the spirit fetus realm is nine layers

"It seems to be a bit of a problem this time. Chen Mo didn't have any panicked expression, his face was indifferent, and he smiled.

"When a human monk is dying, you can still laugh?" The demon python was obviously a spirit and could speak.

It felt very ridiculous when it saw Chen Mo so calm.

"Well, you can laugh a little longer, and when it is in my stomach and turns into my essence and blood, you will not have a chance to laugh. ”

The python let out a hoarse and ugly laugh.