The previous document said that Li Mo and the two of them were extremely disgraceful and their swords flew into the air, but they ended up in a situation where they were watched by all the disciples, which really lost their old face as an uncle, for this reason, as soon as these two people returned to their residences, they immediately declared that they were in retreat, except for eating and drinking, the two of them held themselves in the room for more than a month, and only after hearing the wind outside did they dare to come out to see.

But obviously, Mo Shaoqiu, the head of the sect, didn't think so, when he received the news of the success of Li Mo and the two of them, he was shocked, and praised them unreservedly in front of the elders of the mountain gate: "Linggen Tiancheng, my Purple Cloud Gate revitalization is hopeful!" This was as if he didn't know that Li Mo and the others had been deprived of food and drink for thirteen days in Jianping. Originally, Master Mo wanted to wait two weeks to see the potential of the two of them, and then bring the two down. Who knew that these two people came down by themselves, although the shape was embarrassing, but the speed of cultivation was really the second in the history of Ziyunmen, and the first one was naturally the five aggregates of the founding patriarch.

It is said that back then, the five aggregates were really domineering, cutting ten thousand demons, gathering hundreds of ghosts to become true immortals, breaking the Spirit Mountain, and breaking the Qi Peak to open the gate of Ziyun Mountain. He was only twenty-five years old.

Mo Shaoqiu, who was happy, also specially organized a supplementary apprenticeship ceremony for the two disciples who entered the door later, with no other purpose, to give Li Mo and the others the opportunity to receive a meeting gift from the elders of the sect, to say that Mo Shaoqiu has a lot of senior brothers, and they have lived for hundreds of years without saying anything, and the things given to the juniors can't be too bad.

Therefore, the two people who had gone through the apprenticeship were hiding in the room while happily Mosuo with talismans and magic weapons, while practicing hard. To say that these two people are not lazy in the first place, now that they have such a good opportunity to practice, how can they not seize the time to take advantage of it?

After nearly a year of training, Li Jingliu understood one thing, if he wanted to walk sideways in this world, he couldn't do it without his own strength, so not long ago, he could only look up at the sword immortal who was like clouds in the sky and was full of envy. And now, he can already volley his sword in the air and look down on all beings.

That's the difference that power makes. Besides, it seems that his spiritual vein is indeed a godsend, and God has given him the ability to surpass the world, if he doesn't take it, he will be punished by God, this truth, Li Jingliu still understands. After figuring out all kinds of joints, his practice became more and more diligent.

The diligent two of them who learned to Bigu sat in the room for a few months, and Li Jingliu only felt that the spiritual energy in his body was becoming more and more abundant, and he was more and more proficient in the operation of wood spirits and water spirits in the air.

And the piece of paper he secretly hid recorded an evil sect technique "Phantom Eyes Thousand Changes", and there were only a few short paragraphs on a page of yellow paper. To make it simpler, it is to let people see more. Even, let others see more. This is a simple matter, but according to the practice of the exercise is a test of people's psychological quality, the practitioner of this technique needs to swallow twelve pairs of different creatures on the night of the first quarter of the blood moon every year for ten consecutive years, the type of creatures is not limited, but according to the strength of the creature, the caster's pupil ability will be increased accordingly.

After the completion of the exercise, as long as it is within the visible range of the caster, according to his will, people can see the illusion, and even directly drag people into the illusion. The only drawback is that the caster himself is prone to hallucinations, and if he does not have strong spiritual power, few monks dare to practice this.

Li Jingliu only feels that his cultivation is smooth these days, everything is good, only one point, as his spiritual power increases, there are more and more hallucinations in his dreams, more and more real, and even, occasionally, even he can't tell whether the dream is reality or reality. Sometimes, Li Jingliu woke up from a dream, almost thinking that he was the man in the dream, and his sadness and joy were expressed through Li Jingliu's body, and Li Jingliu even suspected that he was just a puppet, manipulated by the dream man to move forward step by step.

Compared with Li Jingliu's mental hunger and troubles, Mo Dongxuan can't be said to be very relaxed, although he has no mental torture, but the physical pain is stronger day by day. At the beginning of the practice, Mo Dongyi had to absorb the thunder yuan power in the air every day and forcibly introduce it into his body, even if he was subjected to thunder entering his body, every inch of his meridians was in pain, and he couldn't relax for half a minute. And after practicing, you must go to the land of thunder and attract heavenly thunder, not to mention the pain.

The exercise of "Qilin Yuan Force" is not so much about exercising physical strength, but more like exercising mental power, if there is no unusually strong spiritual power, how can ordinary people maintain clarity under this extreme pain.

The two of them sat in the mountains, just practicing every day, and no one came to disturb them, but they felt that the days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, three months had passed. In just three months, it is nothing to Li Jingliu, who is intoxicated with communicating with heaven and earth, who has completely forgotten foreign objects, and the little lady Yuan, who had a one-year appointment with him before, can't wait.

Li Jingliu went out to practice as a mortal, but he did not die when he met many demons, but encountered an opportunity to create, but Li Jingliu, who got the opportunity, did not fulfill the agreement with Yuan Xiaoniang, this kind of behavior of forgetting his roots and deceiving his teacher and destroying his ancestors In the eyes of Yuan Xiaoniang, it is a great disrespect to her, and even, provocation.

Golden Scale Town, the top floor of Yunmengze.

The bewitching beauty squinted her eyes slightly and leaned on the couch, a crimson dress loosely wrapped around her delicate figure, the pair of slender white and tender legs were exposed to the air, and from time to time they swayed gently, and there were three or four delicate little girls standing beside the beauty, some of them were holding fruit bowls, some were holding wine glasses, and two were feeding the beauty to eat grapes one by one. I saw that the beauty's red lips were closed one by one, and the crystal clear grapes were rolling in her mouth, and from time to time colorless juice flowed down the beauty's lips and fell on the snow-white looming on her chest.

"The little lady can be a teacher, and the appearance of this oiran has been learned ten out of ten. There was a screen in front of the beauty, and the man's voice came through the screen.

The person leaning on the screen is naturally our bewitching and beautiful little lady, and the man in front of the screen is naturally a golden retriever and a rich shopkeeper.

"Really?" said the bewitching beauty's lazy voice with a hint of hoarseness.

"Yes, if you are on stage now, I believe everyone in the audience will feel that you deserve it. The man's voice was so natural that he couldn't hear the restlessness in his heart at all.

"Well, since you're so sincere, it seems that I've learned a good job of looking like an Oiran. The beauty was still a woman's slightly seductive voice before, and the last sentence became the innocent sentence of a young child. At the same time, the man also saw through the screen, the slender female body turned into a white complexion in an instant, and the eyes were moist and weak.

The little girls who had been waiting before were not surprised at all, and they took out the violet-colored peach blossom cardigans that had been prepared, and the tiger head and gem-inlaid boots of the same color, and dressed up the little boy carefully. After a while, the man waiting outside the screen saw a noble boy come out, and the boy said crisply and softly: "Little mouse, since I have learned to become an Oiran in a year, why hasn't Li Jingliu's kid come back yet?"

"Presumably ...... He is preparing a greeting gift for you, you see that it has been a year, and this greeting gift still needs to be prepared, maybe it was delayed here for a while. The golden shopkeeper subconsciously excused Li Jingliu, only hoping that this kid would remember his kindness in the future, and he would be able to stop the little lady when he was mad at him in the future.

"Really?" said the noble boy after a moment's silence, "Could it be that he thinks he has found other backers and doesn't take my business to heart?" ”

"How come, why don't you wait a few more days?" The golden shopkeeper forced a smile, Yuan Xiaoniang, no, now it's time to call Yuan Xiaogongzi, if he loses his temper, he will generally be implicated, such as last time, she fell down with the Oiran to learn to dance, and felt ashamed, and then, the golden shopkeeper, Oiran, Yun Mengze's construction master, who was serving by her side at the time, all became the object of her bitter sarcasm and sarcasm, if she wasn't learning the gentle and noble style she thought she was doing, Yun Mengze would no longer exist today.

"No, I decided to go to him, do you think I'm a good boy?"

The golden shopkeeper nodded bitterly and said, "Yuan Xiaogongzi is casual, and the little demon must follow the horse." ”

At this time, Li Jingliu was intoxicated with hallucinations, and the face of the man in the long hair and black clothes appeared in front of his eyes from time to time, and suddenly, he seemed to see the anxious face of the golden shopkeeper, as if he was talking to him, but there was no sound, and after a breath or two, the face of the golden shopkeeper was covered by the man's figure. As a result, Li Jingliu began to doubt who he was again.

In the past, people said that Dapeng rode the wind, 30,000 miles a day, crossed the five lakes, crossed three continents, and finally submerged into the sea of dragons and elephants, turned into a giant swimming fish, swallowed and exhaled clouds, and flew into the air for Peng, and the cycle began again and again, endlessly. Every time I think of this section, Xiao Sheng is very curious, what is the speed of 30,000 miles on this day?

At this time, the golden shopkeeper really felt what kind of speed 30,000 miles a day was, in one word, miserable! Even his cultivation was almost blown by the wind, and his limbs were even more insensitive, and only his eyes looking straight forward could clearly feel that he was moving forward rapidly. The wind and air currents seemed to be embodied in front of his eyes, and the golden shopkeeper could almost clearly see himself passing between the columns of air, and from time to time the columns of air hit him, and he was sore all over.

Fortunately, the torture on such a ** ended soon, and the six-year-old child-like Yuan Qingyuan, holding the golden shopkeeper twice as big as him in one hand, flew from Golden Scale Town, and arrived at the outer gate of Ziyun Mountain with only half a pillar of incense.

As soon as he put down the dizzy and fast-beating golden shopkeeper, he strode towards the Hongqiao, even if it was night, the Hongqiao still did not lose its brilliance, and the seven-colored halo was shining and dazzling.