In the confinement room at the foot of Tianren Peak, the main peak of the Jumen lineage, Mo Bing sat alone on the stone bed, looking up at the ray of sunshine from above his head. After entering the Beidou Sect, except for the initial examination and inquiry by several masters, Mo Bing spent most of his time in this confinement room that was almost dark.

Just as Mo Bing was bored, watching the light weaken little by little and dusk approaching, his face suddenly turned pale, and a sharp pain began to spread rapidly from his heart and quickly spread throughout his body. Mo Bing's body began to tremble violently.

"Damn it! This pain is getting worse and worse!" Feeling the severe pain caused by the Blood Boiling Technique, Mo Bing couldn't help but punch the stone bed and said in a very annoyance. Shortly after following Yunfeng Sanren, Mo Bing realized that the Blood Boiling Technique might bring great harm to him, so he consciously tried to minimize the use of the Blood Boiling Technique. This is also the reason why Mo Bing still had some foundation after he advanced with this forbidden technique.

However, the reason why the blood boiling technique is vicious is largely because after cultivators practice, they must ensure the frequency of cultivation, otherwise it will become a torture for cultivators. Only by continuing to practice and use the blood boiling technique can they be alleviated. Moreover, as their cultivation level increases, especially after the advancement of the golden elixir, the sequelae of blood boiling technique becomes stronger and stronger, and the required interval of cultivation becomes shorter and shorter. Mo Bing also knew very well at this time that the blood boiling technique consumed his foundation and life span, so he tried hard to suppress his impulse to practice the blood boiling technique, which led to the current scene.

After the biting pain lasted for more than half an hour, Mo Bing, who was sweating like slurry, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Lying on the stone bed, although his body twitched occasionally, it calmed down, and the power of the blood boiling technique was slowly retracting. This meant that Mo Bing had successfully withstood the blood boiling technique and bought him several days. Although the next backlash would be more fierce and painful, at least this time Mo Bing successfully resisted it again.

"It finally passed. But the days ahead are still very sad!" After the power of the Blood Boiling Technique was completely calmed down, Mo Bing adjusted his breath for a moment, sat up again, and began to check his body. He found that the injuries in his body were still within the estimated range. Mo Bing also felt a little relieved. The backlash of the Blood Boiling Technique was not only reflected in the bone-bending pain, but also in the consumption and damage to the body and true energy. Although this damage is less than the damage caused by direct practice of the Blood Boiling Technique, it cannot be ignored. Fortunately, Mo Bing's recovery ability has been greatly improved after he advanced to the Golden Pill, which is enough to make up for this level of damage.

After calming down a little, Mo Bing sat cross-legged and began to meditate and practice. Although he had been imprisoned these days, it was not a bad thing for Mo Bing. Without anyone supervising him, Mo Bing dared to try to grit his teeth and insist on resisting the backlash of the blood boiling technique and try to find the possibility of liberating himself. In the past, when he followed Yunfeng Sanren, Mo Bing could only occasionally reduce the practice of the blood boiling technique, and did not dare to let Yunfeng Sanren discover it, let alone resisting the backlash of the blood boiling technique.

After a period of continuous backlash against the Blood Boiling Technique, Mo Bing also gained a deeper understanding of this access control technique. Especially after continuous success, Mo Bing felt that if he could obtain top-level pills to replenish the foundation and then endure the increasingly stronger pain, he might be able to quit the Blood Boiling Technique like drug addiction in the future with his perseverance and persistence. Of course, there must be countless pains and difficulties in it that need to be overcome, but these successful experiences have at least given Mo Bing some hope.

Just as Mo Bing recovered from the injury caused by the backlash of the blood boiling technique, he was looking forward to the future, the stone gate of the confinement room quietly slid to the side. Tie Rong stepped into the confinement room that was blocked and blocked.

"I've seen the deputy lord." After seeing the person clearly, a hint of hatred flashed in Mo Bing's eyes, but he still said respectfully. Although he didn't have much contact with Tie Rong, Mo Bing still knew the other party's identity and status very well. For Mo Bing now, Tie Rong is still a powerful existence that cannot be fought against.

"The sect has been busy these days. Your identity is not easy to be made public, so I feel wronged. Don't worry. Now all the matters have been arranged, and you will soon become a formal disciple of our Beidou Sect Ju Sect." After looking at Mo Bing, Tie Rong showed a smile on his face and said kindly.

"Thank you for your care, I am grateful to you," Mo Bing said with gratitude. Although he knew his status as a test subject in his heart, Mo Bing did not dare to expose Tie Rong's false intentions, and could only impose a false opinion on him.

"Haha, you are a person from this lineage soon, so there is no need to be like this." Tie Rong smiled and paused, and said in a casual tone: "I heard from Yunfeng that you were born in Huangzhou and have some relationship with the seven temples in Huangzhou?"

"I am indeed from Huangzhou, but the tribe where I am is located is just a small tribe under the jurisdiction of Qianniu Temple. Even the foundation-building masters have never appeared. I dare not say that they have anything to do with the seven major temples of Huangzhou." Mo Bing was slightly shocked and couldn't figure out Tie Rong's intention. After a moment of hesitation, he answered honestly.

"Oh, small tribe? In this way, you should be the strongest among your tribe peers, right? After all, you are already a master of Jindan now." Tie Rong raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a relaxed tone.

"This is not necessarily the case." Mo Bing's thoughts were heard, and he vaguely guessed something, and said slowly.

"Well? Can you still have a few geniuses in your tribe at the same time?" Tie Rong asked faintly.

"I dare not say anything else, but I have a brother who is much stronger than me in talent and qualifications, and with the guidance of a famous teacher, his current achievements should not be inferior to me." Mo Bing's figure appeared in his mind and said with a little emotion. In addition to wanting to improve his strength, Mo Bing also had a vague intention of competing with Mo Bing. Now that he thinks of Mo An, the good brother, Mo Bing is naturally very moved.

"There is still such a person? What is his name? Is it possible to recruit him to our Beidou Sect?" Tie Rong asked after a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"His name is Moen. I haven't known about his situation for many years, so I'm afraid I can't do anything about this." Mo Bing shook his head and replied.

"It's Moen. Tierong, you should believe it now, right?" Just as Mo Bing was about to explain it again, an old man in green robe walked in and said lightly.

"I believe it. But I will also participate in this action, and the future results will also be one of our Jumen's lineage." Tie Rong said helplessly. Faced with Gu Qingyun's pressure, Tie Rong still did not dare to fight with all his strength, and finally chose limited compromise.

"Okay. Come with someone." Gu Qingyun glanced at Mo Bing, then turned around and walked out of the room.
Chapter completed!