First, it is the spiritual technique that conceals the fluctuations of one's own spiritual power.

As his cultivation level increased to the fourth level of Qi training, the nine meridians in his body were greatly enhanced, and Chen Mo felt more and more that although the secular disguise technique was somewhat commendable, it was not enough to conceal his identity. Some sensitive cultivators could detect some fluctuations of the other party's spiritual power without spiritual consciousness.

Therefore, it is imperative to practice a magic method that conceals the breath of cultivation.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo sorted out a little, went out, bought two pots of good wine, and headed towards Zangling Pavilion.

Now Chen Mo's name has spread throughout the Kongsang Immortal Sect, and even the entire Chen Kingdom. As a result, cultivators kept greeting Chen Mo along the way. Some bold female disciples even deliberately ran to the front just to see clearly what the most powerful spiritual plant genius in the Kongsang Immortal Sect looks like.

Chen Mo was quite helpless, but he didn't feel any disgusting. Since he had a strong sense of identity with Kongsang, he felt very friendly when he looked at every face.

That's it. I have been to the Lingge all the way, and it has been a few days since the competition. I feel a little excited when I see Mr. Qin, Chen Mo again.

I don’t know if Mr. Qin would praise him a few words in this competition? Thinking of this, Chen Mo couldn’t help but look forward to seeing Mr. Qin.

Thinking of Mr. Qin, Chen Mo couldn't help but think of his master and senior brother. It's strange that they were not seen for so long after the competition.

This made Chen Mo slightly disappointed. With this feeling, Chen Mo walked into the Zangling Pavilion.

As before, there are many cultivators who are choosing spiritual techniques and classics, but only Mr. Qin is missing on the recliner.

This surprised Chen Mo. He remembered that after the competition that day, the senior officials of several sects hurriedly left as if they were going to gather together to discuss something. Could it be that they have not finished it yet?

Just as Chen Mo was slowly walking in the Zangling Pavilion with a guessing mood, a disciple of Bai Zhan Temple in a white robe had already walked from one place to Chen Mo.

He called out with a relatively cordial attitude: "Junior Brother Chen Mo."

Chen Mo turned around and said that this person is young. Judging from his fluctuations in his cultivation, he already has the strength of the eighth level of Qi training. No wonder he can join Bai Zhantang.

Although they didn't know each other, Chen Mo still politely clasped his fists and returned the favor, and asked by the way: "I wonder if my senior brother is?"

"It would be better if I were Senior Brother Ma. Mr. Qin was not here these days, so I will guard the Tibetan Ling Pavilion for him for a few days." Senior Brother Ma was easy to speak, and he explained the situation clearly in a few words.

Even with some speculation, Chen Mo was still a little disappointed when he heard that Mr. Qin was not here. But Chen Mo would not reveal these emotions. He just took out the token of his inner disciple and handed it to Senior Brother Ma and said, "I'll bother Senior Brother Ma to open the ban. I thought of choosing some useful spiritual techniques on the second floor of the Tibetan Ling Pavilion."

In the past, when Mr. Qin was there, Chen Mo didn’t need to take the initiative to choose something when he came to Zangling Pavilion? He didn’t even need to go to the second floor where only inner disciples could go up.

Now that Mr. Qin is not here, he must have taken it on his own.

There is definitely no way to find the method of concentrating breath on the first floor, but there are definitely a few suitable methods to find on the second floor. After all, the method of concentrating breath is not a precious spiritual technique.

Senior Brother Ma did not check Chen Mo's token, so he opened the ban for Chen Mo and said with a smile: "Junior Brother is now Yuman Kongsang, just go up on the second floor."

Chen Mo thanked him and walked straight to the second floor.

Compared with the first floor, there are much fewer people here and less jade slips, but they are sorted out clearly in different categories.

Chen Mo did not delay, and walked straight to the miscellaneous item and carefully selected it.

About half an hour later, Chen Mo took five jade slips and walked down the second floor, and handed them over to Senior Brother Ma.

Senior Brother Ma took a look, collected forty spirit stones from Chen Mo, and then copied the content selected by Chen Mo to Chen Mo.

Carrying the five newly selected jade slips, Chen Mo walked out of the Tibetan Ling Pavilion. In fact, the other four of these five jade slips are all about spiritual plants, such as some entry-level spiritual plants, such as "Little Cloud and Rain" and "Gust of the Wind", as well as more books about spiritual plants.

These things are useful to Chen Mo, but they are not urgent. Chen Mo just has a strange idea to use them in the space to see what effect it will have.

What is really useful is the jade slip called "The Art of Breath Retention". Although this is a spiritual art that many practitioners can practice, it is better to be practical. If you do not have the cultivation level higher than your own two major realms, you will not be able to detect any of your own spiritual power fluctuations.

Using it in conjunction with his secular disguise means is simply a perfect match made by heaven.

The other four jade slips were made by Chen Mo for cautious choices, and he just didn't want to expose such obvious purpose in front of anyone.

Without saying a word all the way, Chen Mo returned to his small valley.

Before he could rest for a while, he began to study the "Breath-Calling Technique". According to Chen Mo's understanding, this technique was really not difficult. Within two hours, Chen Mo was able to use this technique to restrain most of his spiritual energy fluctuations.

If you can be more proficient, you will completely restrain your spiritual power fluctuations, and Chen Mo is very satisfied with this effect.

After standing up and moving his slightly stiff legs, Chen Mo was about to start refining today's Juling Pills.

But he heard a familiar, noisy voice coming from outside the valley: "Boy Mo, why don't you come out to greet me?"

Hearing this voice, Chen Mo's face was happy. Who is the person who came here? Could it be that the senior management meeting has been held?

There were too many questions in his heart, and Chen Mo did not delay. He almost trotted and rushed out of the valley. Looking at Old Qin standing with a dry tobacco pole in his mouth, he couldn't help but feel a hint of joy in his heart.

"Old Qin." Chen Mo bowed and bowed. If it weren't for the former Qin Lao who took the risk of taking him into the Qianshan Boat of Kongsang to comprehend, he would not be able to use the "Ten Thousand Woods Changchun Art" for the third time.

Old Qin looked at Chen Mo up and down, his eyes full of appreciation and comfort. He bit the cigarette pole and didn't say anything. He just waved his hand and walked towards the valley.

Chen Mo followed Mr. Qin and said, "I went to Zangling Pavilion at noon and brought two pots of good wine, but I didn't find you. Unexpectedly, in the evening, you came."

Speaking of this, Chen Mo giggled for a few silly, Old Qin stopped and glanced at Chen Mo: "Come especially for me to deliver wine?"

"No, I want to find some ways to calm my breath." Chen Mo told the truth.

Old Qin glared at his eyes and his beard blew, and the copper smoke pot hit Chen Mo's head: "I knew you were not that kind of heart."

Mr. Qin did not show any mercy, and knocked Chen Mo a little dizzy, but he did not dare to resist.

Seeing this, Mr. Qin turned around and walked with his hands behind his back, saying, "The competition is good. But the road ahead is long and dangerous. You can't be proud and complacent, you have to be more humble and careful."

The tone was like a true elder's advice. Although it was a lesson, Chen Mo felt warm and agreed repeatedly.

It was not until he walked to the door of the bamboo house that Mr. Qin's voice became serious: "Boy Mo, I have a lot to say to you this time."

"However, before that, I can tell you clearly. The opening time of the central area has been determined, just two months later."
Chapter completed!