"Humph!"

Lin Jiannan snorted coldly, and turned his palm again. This time, there are more than a dozen kinds of blades, swords, guns, swords, halberds, clubs, axes, and axes. These dozen blades floated around him, looking murderous.

"A few small words, you can't stop the sword!Mo Chong! Suffer death!" Lin Jiannan shouted, and more than a dozen blades suddenly carried the sound of the wind and shot towards Mo Chong.

Mo Chong simply closed his eyes slightly at this time, and he didn't look at the situation outside his body, but just recited the scriptures. The dozen or so blades came out of his body, and they dissolved into nothingness like the original golden spear.

Seeing this, Lin Jiannan finally stepped forward in person and rushed towards Mo. This time, he finally didn't melt and disappear like those blades before, but the golden runes outside Mo Chong's body were like a strong fortress, and no matter what means he used, he couldn't touch Mo Chong if he wanted to.

Originally, the demon was not such an easy thing to deal with. When encountering others, even if there are spells and treasures that calm the mind and calm the mind, it often takes a lot of hard work and exhaustion of energy to resist the intrusion of inner demons. At this time, Mo Chong easily defended, one reason was that his cultivation was still shallow. Others are the inner demons that only appear when they hit the bottleneck of the Jiedan and Yuanying, and he encountered it as a Qi cultivation period cultivator. His own cultivation is not high, and the ability of his inner demons is also limited.

The second reason is that the demons in his heart did not arise because of some heinous and extremely contrary to his own principles, but only because of the vows exchanged with each other under mutual suspicion, and he broke the oath, and the other party also violated it. Such a demon does not have much nourishment from Mo Chong's negative feelings, and of course his strength is also pitifully weak.

Seeing that Lin Jiannan couldn't attack him, Mo Chong suddenly had the idea of destroying the other party once and for all, and immediately had five fingers on both hands, and a fireball the size of an egg appeared on the ten fingertips. Mo Chong raised his hand again, and the ten fireballs suddenly connected into a string and quickly hit Lin Jiannan.

Something depressing happened. Lin Jiannan certainly can't do anything about Mo Chong. But Mo Chong's fireball hit Lin Jiannan's body, but it was also like hitting in the air. The fireball roared past Lin Jiannan's body, and a big hole immediately appeared in Lin Jiannan's body. When all the fireballs flew over, the big hole in Lin Jiannan's body suddenly closed as before, as if he was just a cloud of smoke.

"It's useless! It's useless!Hahahaha!" Lin Jiannan suddenly laughed.

Mo Chong changed a few spells in a row, the Great Fireball, the Firebird Technique, and the Fire Ring Technique, and sure enough, they all failed one by one, and each spell could be hit, but it had no effect at all.

Mo Chong sighed. I know that it is impossible to exorcise the demons in this way. The place he is in now is actually in his own divine thoughts, whether it is a fireball or Lin Jiannan, it is just something created by his divine thoughts. Thinking of this, Mo Chong no longer paid attention to Lin Jiannan, but closed his eyes and began to cultivate, leaving only a small amount of mind to maintain the pure heart and universal good mantra.

Distraction in cultivation is a big taboo. In the lightest, the mana is disordered and the meridians are not smooth. If it is serious, he will go crazy, be seriously injured, and his cultivation will fall. And it is not unheard of that to die because of the madness. But the situation of Mo Chong is different. Speaking of it now, he has gone mad, even to the point of generating demons. Distraction or not, it doesn't matter much anymore. What's more, the mind he divided was originally to resist the demons in his heart, but his spiritual platform was still clear, and although his divine sense was very difficult to cultivate, things like being seriously injured and his cultivation falling, would not happen.

Time flies. In a New York minute. Ten days passed. In the past ten days, a lot of things have really happened in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. The first major event is naturally the fight for a place in the Elixir Garden. Although most of the low-level disciples were bronze medal disciples who were not qualified to participate, the remaining hundreds of people were also choosing one out of ten in order to compete for dozens of places, and they made a lot of trouble.

The second major event was the newly advanced monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. For this reason, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was really lively up and down. The remaining gold medal disciples were replaced, and the so-and-so disciples fell and died in the battle with their peers, this kind of sensational thing on weekdays is not very noticeable at this time.

Mo Chong was naturally desperately cultivating in these ten days, but unfortunately, the effect was very small. Although he can cultivate while restricting the intrusion of demons in his heart, his divine sense is too difficult, and he continues to cultivate every time he cultivates. Rao is he swallowed the pill without hesitation, and his mana had only increased by one-tenth in ten days, which was a cut short of his target Qi cultivation period twelve-layer Great Perfection.

"Alas, it's almost time to go to the Sword Qi Hall. Mo Chong opened his eyes from meditation and sighed slowly. Someone had informed him a few days earlier, so the disciples who had obtained the qualifications to enter the Elixir Garden had to gather at the Sword Qi Hall today.

"These thirty disciples who have entered the eleventh layer of the eleventh level of qi cultivation are just afraid that I am at the eleventh level of qi cultivation. Mo Chong muttered to himself, stood up, and pulled the door open. There was a lot of noise outside the door. This place was originally a disciple's room, and those disciples who had gone out had already returned, so it was naturally normal to be noisy. However, when Mo Chong walked out of the room and was exposed to everyone's sight, everyone subconsciously stopped the words in their mouths and looked at Mo Chong.

Mo Chong smiled and said, "What's the matter?" As he spoke, he strode away in the eyes of everyone.

And when Mo Chong left, the topics of the disciples immediately became all related to Mo Chong:

"Hey, hey, have you heard? Our Senior Brother Mo even defeated Xiao Changqing, who was known as the number one Qi cultivation period in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. ”

"Hey, you're 'the next year's calendar—outdated!' How long ago did you bring it up. ”

"Although Senior Brother Mo's cultivation is not as good as others, this strength is really not as strong as others!"

"What do you know? Mo Chong, that kid comes and goes, relying on hand-to-hand combat. I think that before he cultivated immortals, he had learned mortal martial arts. But. What's the use of this? During the Qi training period, the big guy is on the ground with the soles of his feet, and he can still be majestic. When it comes to the foundation building period, everyone will fly with the air, and it is as you please, and if you want to use melee combat at that time, you don't have to think about it. What's more, when it comes to the foundation building period, the power of magic weapons and spells is not comparable to that of the Qi cultivation period, even if you stand still, can you withstand the fierce attack and force you forward?"

This person's remarks immediately caused everyone around them to nod their heads again and again, and immediately, everyone's topic changed from praising Senior Brother Mo to slandering and disdainful of Senior Brother Mo.

The Sword Qi Hall is a place where the sect elders deliberate, and the fact that the thirty disciples who will go to the Elixir Garden are summoned here shows that the sect attaches great importance to this matter. When Mo Chong walked into the Sword Qi Hall, he first saw the four big characters of "Sword Qi Chongxiao" hanging on the front of the lobby, the font dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and a domineering sword qi leaked out of the paper, which was imminent. Mo Chong just glanced at it, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at it again, but he thought in his heart: "These four contain such a powerful sword qi, and I don't know which predecessor of this sect wrote it." ’

In the Sword Qi Hall, there were already more than twenty people in two rows, standing with their eyebrows lowered, Mo Chong had already come over with a pillar of incense in advance, but he didn't expect that so many people would come earlier than him. Among them, there is Zhao Xuening. Zhao Xuening was obviously also photographed by the solemn atmosphere in the Sword Qi Hall and the words 'Sword Qi Chongxiao' on the wall, Mo Chong walked in, but she didn't notice it.

"Guys, morning. ”

Mo Chong greeted everyone with a smile. Although the voice of this sentence was not loud, it was very abrupt in this quiet sword qi hall. Everyone immediately looked at Mo Chong.

Mo Chong swept away at a glance, and in addition to Zhao Xuening, he actually recognized three or four people. Xiao Changqing is one, Li Honglian is one, and Yang Wuhui is one. There is another one, who was one of the group of Qi cultivation disciples who followed Master Chen to Gyeongju City to dig the ghost gate cave. Mo Chong vaguely remembered that he seemed to be called Xu Baicheng.

"Ink ...... Senior Brother Mo!" of course, the first to speak was Zhao Xuening.

Li Honglian nodded at Mo Chong, and Xiao Changqing said, "You are here too." ”

With Xiao Changqing opening his mouth, the rest of the people who originally wanted to speak suddenly shut up.

Mo Chong smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xiao, have you changed your blade?" Xiao Changqing was carrying a silver longbow behind him, and the purple longbow he had seen before was gone.

Xiao Changqing nodded and said, "Changed." Have time, shall we try?"

The smile on Mo Chong's face froze, and he coughed dryly before saying, "This ...... Let's talk about it. ”

Xiao Changqing nodded and said no more. Mo Chong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately walked to the end of the row with fewer people. At this time, with the addition of Mo Chong in the Sword Qi Hall, there were a total of twenty-eight people.

The time of a stick of incense passed quickly. The sword qi hall suddenly flashed, a vague light shrouded the hall, and there were also streamers on the four walls, obviously the rune prohibition engraved on the wall was also stimulated. In the end, there were only twenty-eight people in the hall, and two others never showed up.

"Whew. ”

Another flash of inspiration. A middle-aged man in a high-crowned gorgeous dress with an elegant appearance separated the prohibition in the lobby and walked out of the sword qi hall, followed by an old man in black. Although these two Mo Chong had never seen them, judging from their appearance, the middle-aged man with an elegant appearance should be Wei Tianxin, the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Really. As soon as Mo Chong's thought arose, everyone in the hall said in unison: "Disciple see the master!"

Wei Tianxin smiled and said, "No courtesy." You and the elite disciples of our faction have been summoned this time, so you must already know what is going on. However, there is a way to ......"

Next, Wei Tianxin said a large number of words of encouragement, including the rise and fall of the sect and personal responsibility. Mo Chong listened to it in his ears, his face was submissive, but he secretly muttered in his heart: "Why, you came to me to talk such nonsense? It's better to practice for a while. The two brothers who weren't there were really far-sighted and far-sighted, Mo might as well be as good as that!'