Chapter 8 Bottlenecks

The third weight of "Qianxun Nian", Mo Yan sat cross-legged, working hard to run this third heart method, and his mind was fixed!

Today is more than a month after that competition, and for more than a month, Mo Yan continued to cultivate frantically, and he didn't know all the things that happened outside!

He wasn't worried at all that the family would deal with him seriously, because more than two months ago, he was the biggest laughing stock and the most wasteful firewood in the family!

The fact that such a waste of wood suddenly defeated the most prominent disciple in the junior class is a wonderful irony in itself!

People want face, trees want bark, and a family like the Mo family wants face, and if this matter is pursued, it can only damage the honor of the family, so Mo Yan is completely sure that he will definitely be fine.

For Mo Yan, the most important thing for him now is to improve his strength, as for everything else, it is a floating cloud!

The family can't stop this brawl, but someone won't forget it, Mo Ning told Mo Yan, and now Mo Zhe is out of the air, saying that as long as Mo Yan dares to go out half a step, he will definitely use his color to not beat Mo Yan and cripple him!

Mo Yan treated these cruel words to Mo Zhe as bullshit, and he also let out his words, shouting that when the big clan was competing at the end of the year, he would beat Mo Zhe into a baked cake, isn't it just a bickering mouth?

He has enough skills to provoke Mo Zhe like thunder, but he has no way to deal with him, and he has to let the entire family talk about this, and he should be killed!

And Mo Yan himself can easily retreat and impact the pro-talisman level......

Mo Yan can clearly feel that in his sea of consciousness, a formed mental power talisman is shining, the recognition level is the talisman in his heart, and the pro-talisman level is the reading of the one, and the mental power must start to communicate with the origin of the talisman, which is the sign of the pro-talisman level.

The essence of the talisman is the other side of the void and mystery, and all the unfathomable power comes from that other shore, and only by establishing this communication can we smoothly pro-talisman, so as to become a pro-talisman level talisman cultivation.

The telekinesis of silk is trying to shuttle in the sea of knowledge, and the telekinetic talisman in the sea of consciousness is shining, but it is mysterious, and the telekinesis enters the talisman, as if entering a labyrinth, no matter how you wear it, you can't seem to find a way out.

It is like a person entering the ocean, boundless, and I don't know where the other side is......

Mo Yan only felt that his consciousness was entering a state of chaos, which was another symptom of mental overdraft!

Hold on, hold on a little more!

Mo Yan gritted his teeth and insisted, his mental power was running wildly, and the slightest mental power in the sea of consciousness became longer and longer, more and more far-reaching, pointing to nothingness and the mysterious world of runes......

Every time Mo Yan couldn't hold on, there would be a palace lamp flickering in the sea of consciousness, and then his consciousness would be clearer, and his mind would find a direction again, and he would continue to communicate with the void and the mysterious world.

The pro-talisman level is a very critical level for Fu cultivation, because from the pro-talisman level, the monk begins to communicate with the origin of the talisman, and every time he breaks through a realm in the future, he has a great connection with the origin of the talisman.

"The palace lights are dim!"

Mo Yan took a deep breath, he had cultivated for so many days, hit the pro-talisman level so many times, and he also had a better understanding of this mysterious palace lamp. This palace lamp is not able to stay on, it is also a process from bright to dark, until the palace lamp is completely dark, it needs to be warmed for a long time before it will reappear.

As for the role of the palace lamp, Mo Yan is already very clear, when cultivating, the palace lamp in the sea is on, as long as the mind follows the palace lamp closely, all the fog will naturally be broken, it can be said that it is unimpeded, and the effect of cultivation is naturally a thousand miles.

In terms of controlling the mind, the palace lamp is even more miraculous, when Mo Yan is controlling the meteor shuttle, the point where the palace lamp flickers is just the point where the mind runs, the palace lamp flashes again, the mind runs immediately, and the meteor shuttle control is very accurate.

That's why Mo Yan was able to familiarize himself with the Meteor Shuttle's control method at an astonishing speed, his first control was a two-star alignment, followed by a three-star alignment, and now he can be a five-star alignment or even a six-star alignment.

If it weren't for the fact that his mental power was too weak, he would have been sure to cultivate to the realm of the Seven Stars in the legend of the Meteor Shuttle......

The palace lamp has a wonderful use, and at the same time, the palace lamp has limitations, at least now, Mo Yan feels that the palace lamp is not enough, because every time he hits the most critical time, the palace lamp will run out of energy and dim, making Mo Yan's success fall short!

"Hey!" Mo Yan suddenly opened his eyes and sighed, this time the impact fell short again!

"It's discouraging!"

For so many days, Mo Yan almost had to impact several times a day, and he could feel the progress, at first the progress was very fast, but slowly the speed of progress was getting slower and slower, and now there is almost no progress!

Mo Yan couldn't figure out what was going on, he hit again and again, and failed again and again, which made him feel irritable and gradually ......

"Cough, cough!" two coughs without warning.

Mo Yan was startled, bounced up from the ground, turned around suddenly, his face showed joy, and said, "Brother, you're here!"

Mo Ning pushed the wheelchair with both hands and said with a smile: "It's very hard! Why, look at your complexion, are you stuck in the border?"

Mo Yan smiled embarrassedly and nodded sincerely.

Mo Ning smiled silently, and when Mo Yan got closer, he took his younger brother's hand and said, "You good boy, you dare to say that you want to beat Mo Zhe into a cake at the end of the year, now it's okay, Mo Zhe is half angry with you, and it is said that even normal cultivation has been affected." ”

Mo Yan laughed and said, "Isn't it just a wild speech, he Mo Zhe will, won't I?"

Mo Ning nodded, and changed his words: "But you don't go out at home like this, don't worry about others saying that you are a turtle with a shrunken head?"

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, quickly relieved, and said with a proud smile: "Other people's opinions are fart! My own strength is true, when I have strength, who dares to say that I am grandma, I don't believe it, I can't break through the ...... at the pro-talisman level."

Mo Yan said wildly, in fact, in a sense, it was also a spur to himself, at the end of the year, before the clan competition, his goal was to break through the imperial talisman level and become the core disciple of the family, because he knew that only by becoming the core could he embark on the fast track of cultivation.

So to be honest, the pressure in Mo Yan's heart is actually quite great, especially now that he is stuck on the edge of the pro-talisman level, which makes him even more anxious......

Pinching his fingers, the end of the year is getting closer and closer, and he has not broken through for more than a month at the pro-talisman level, and there are only four months left, can Mo Yan complete the scheduled goal?

"Xiao Yan, if you want to break through, stay at home, you can't break through! You have to go out, go out!" Mo Ning suddenly said aloud, when he said a few words to go out, he spit out words like a knife, and his face showed a resolute look.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, looked at his brother seriously, and seemed to have an understanding in his heart......