Qinghuaxue has been secretly paying attention to the movements of Laughing Mogo. But since the last battle, Laughing Mogo seemed to have suddenly evaporated from the demon world and disappeared without a trace. Many forces interested in Laughing Mogo tried their best, but could not find any clues.
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Who is Laughing Mogo?
No one knows. This talented boy who was born out of nowhere is as dazzling as a shooting star and as mysterious as a shooting star. No one knows where he comes from, no one knows who he is, and no one knows his superb skills full of classical flavor.
Where did you learn the tactics?
He is like a bottomless mystery.
Among the younger generation of demon clan, his strength is definitely not the top. Every hot-blooded demon clan boy can name a lot of masters who are better than him. His record so far is only one prison break.
A battle, an arena and a game of chess. Compared with those proud men of heaven who have experienced hundreds of battles at a young age and have brilliant achievements, he is much bleak.
But just in these three battles, the name Laughing Mogo seemed to have a strange magic power, which fascinated countless people.
Qinghuaxue, who had personally fought against him, felt it much more profoundly than most people.
She has been secretly paying attention to Xiao Moge. Although her lineage is a branch of the Qinghua family, the power she can mobilize is not comparable to that of ordinary families. Moreover, the hatred between Xiao Moge and the Qinghua family is also well known.
Xiao Moge's attention did not arouse anyone's suspicion in the clan. Qinghua Burying Water would even get this from his sister as soon as there was news about Xiao Moge.
But when Laughing Mogo disappears for longer and longer, many people gradually lose their patience, such as Ji Liyu.
Qinghuaxue is very patient, and unlike Ji Liyu, who has countless other things to worry about, she is just an ordinary young man in the clan. No one knows that she has amazing strength, except her brother
Qinghua Burying Water vaguely guessed something.
She waited patiently for her goal.
Her waiting was rewarded. Nan Yue, who had an unusual relationship with Xiao Mo Ge, led her tribe to leave! This immediately caught her attention, so she immediately found an excuse, slipped out of the house, and secretly followed Nan Yue and his party.
Several accidents during the journey caught her attention. Nan Yue seemed to have almost noticed that she was following her secretly several times, which surprised her. Then along the way, Nan Yue showed great strength, especially the powerful one.
Qinghuaxue, who was secretly following her, was increasingly surprised by the sorcery.
It is no secret that Xiaomoge possesses a large number of high-level magic arts, which is also one of the reasons why many people speculate that he has a prominent life experience.
Although she was surprised at the power of "Tiannan Archery", she had no intention of snatching it away. Her own "Blue and White" was not inferior to the opponent's magic.
She secretly followed Nan Yue to the Cang tribe's base. Not long after, the Mingjuezi tribe also arrived. All signs made Qinghuaxue feel refreshed. Xiao Moge must have done something. Otherwise, how could the three tribes
What about gathering together?
Time passed quickly, and the three tribes lived next to each other without any movement.
Qinghuaxue waited leisurely, not in any hurry. She found a B&B and rented it very close to the residence of the three ethnic groups. The nearby residents were very fond of this gentle and quiet little girl, and some kind-hearted aunties came from time to time.
When she came to help, she felt much happier than when she was at home.
On this day, she got up early in the morning as usual.
She lives on the edge of a forest, with her door facing a river. The residence of the three tribes is on the other side of the river, and she can see the situation on the other side clearly without going out.
On the other side of the river, a large group of people gathered in the open space by the river.
Qinghuaxue could clearly see that the leaders were none other than Nanyue and the other three, and they seemed to be practicing some kind of battle formation.
Qinghuaxue's beautiful eyes suddenly brightened, forming a war department?
Thinking of the identity of Xiao Mo Ge's golden general, she felt that there was nothing strange about it, but she had been staring at the three tribes for a long time, and he knew everything about the three tribes. Among the three tribes, the Cang tribe was the strongest, but it was just a human being.
Among the small clans, the Nanyue clan only has eleven people left, and the Mingjuezi clan is also a small clan.
With such a small number of people, it is impossible to form a war department, but Nanyue and the others are clearly practicing battle formations!
Although Qinghuaxue knew very little about the battle formation, she could still see how powerful it was. A bold idea suddenly broke into her mind.
——Laughing Mogo is back!
I don’t know why, but she, who was naturally calm, felt excited deep in her heart!
Zuo Mo didn't take Pu Yao's "grand plan" seriously at all. He felt that it was just Pu Yao's annoyance and attempt to wash away his shame after the guards took away his camp.
War department?
How many people do Nanyue and the others have? What kind of war department should they set up? What a waste of time!
He just sympathized with Nanyue and the others. It was estimated that the anger on Pu Yao's face would be vented on these poor children. But he was not going to stop it. If Pu Yao's anger was transferred to him, he would not be able to bear it!
If Pu Yao and Wei Huo fight, he will be the one to suffer!
When tenants fight, the landlord always suffers!
So Zuo Mo kept his mouth shut sensibly, never interrupted or objected.
Nanyue, you guys, when I get rich, I will compensate you well...
So, Zuo Mo returned to his practice with a clear conscience.
Everything was going well on the island, there was nothing for him to worry about, and he could finally practice with peace of mind. This was quite difficult for him.
After the three powers are combined into one, his three powers can be converted into each other, but there are also strengths and weaknesses among them. There is no doubt that his demon body is the strongest, followed by his spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual power ranks last.
And now, he finally realized the trouble that his shortcoming of spiritual power brought to him. The three powers are like a bucket made of three large wooden boards. How much water the bucket can hold does not depend on which one is the longest.
board, but depends on the shortest board.
His poor spiritual power is undoubtedly the shortest board.
If he can't make up for it with this short board, then no matter how taller the other two boards are, it will have no effect.
In fact, his demonic body and spiritual consciousness had almost completely stagnated in growth. Zuo Mo knew very well that the culprit behind this situation was his spiritual power.
Poor Zuo Mo, holding a black alchemy futon in his right hand and a handful of spar in his left hand. He worked hard day and night to cultivate his spiritual power, hoping to improve his spiritual power as soon as possible.
The Ethereal Sect.
"What?" Lu Zhen's face changed drastically, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "How did the news leak out?"
Huang Jie's face turned pale, his eyes were full of fear, and he said with a hint of trembling: "I don't know! We have always kept it a secret! The people below have no chance to contact the outside world..."
"How did that leak out?" Lu Zhen interrupted him angrily, his forehead was unknowingly covered with large beads of sweat, and the veins on his neck popped out.
"I don't know...I don't know..." Huang Jie's face was as pale as paper, and he was talking like a lost soul.
Just at this moment, a disciple stumbled over.
"It's not good! It's not good! Leader! Li San was killed..."
thump.
Huang Jie's legs went weak and he sat down on the ground, his face full of despair.
At this time, Lu Zhen regained his composure. He knew that the most important thing at this time was not to take other remedial measures, but to report to the superiors immediately!
Zongru closed his eyes and walked barefoot on the streets of Xuling City, just like an ordinary Zen practitioner. Everyone who met him along the way showed respect and silently saluted him.
In a short period of time, Turtle Island has become the most respected force among low-level cultivators in Void Spirit City.
Compared to the Ethereal Sect's indifference to worldly affairs and the exploitation and oppression of other forces, Turtle Island's friendliness towards lower-level cultivators was something they had never seen before.
Among the many training classes in Turtle Island, Zongru is the most devoted.
Zen cultivators are a very special group among many practitioners. Their persistence in promoting the Zen way far exceeds that of other cultivators. Sword cultivators only focus on swords. Many sword cultivators have no successors in their lives and will only leave them before death.
He leaves his mantle to someone who is destined to be with him. Talisman cultivators are addicted to the Talisman Formation and have little interest in teaching disciples. Most casual cultivators pass it down from father to son, and from son to grandson.
Meditation is about saving all sentient beings, and they are more willing to teach what they have learned.
The "Tianbo Fist Technique" that Zongru first practiced was taught free of charge by an old Zen practitioner he met. Although the training class is charged, the number of people attending each class actually far exceeds the number of people in the class.
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He never chased me away, he just explained quietly.
That deep and calm temperament made even Yi Zheng, who came from a well-known family, have to admire him.
Yi Zheng still can't understand why a wild Zen practitioner is better than those senior brothers in the temple! It's not about the strength, but the temperament of the Zen practitioner!
Zongru gave extremely long lectures on Zen, often lasting several days at a time.
More and more meditation practitioners come to attend classes, and many meditation practitioners from other cities also come here because of its reputation.
Zongru likes to walk on the street after giving lectures. For some reason, every time he walks among the bustling crowds, he can feel an inexplicable throbbing. This throbbing hits his heart, seeming to want to tell
What does he.
Walking became one of his homework.
But today...
Zongru stopped.
On the opposite side of the street corner, a group of people covered in precious light were chatting and laughing without restraint.
"Oh, this Void Spirit City is quite prosperous!" The person who spoke was a man in red. He looked carefree and looked around with a sly look. Suddenly his eyes lit up: "That girl is pretty good!"
"Where?" "Where?"
Several people around him suddenly became energetic and hurriedly joined in.
"Well, that one, did you see it? It's the one wearing blue armor! This body of spirit bones..." The man in red drooled.
Several other people also had blazing eyes.
"Okay! Just be honest!
The few people who were drooling just now suddenly wilted, like eggplants beaten by frost.
The speaker was a middle-aged man, his tone was cold, and his eyes slowly swept around.
The strange thing is that his gaze was like underground ice, carrying an astonishing cold air. Wherever he passed, the temperature dropped sharply, and it was bone-chilling. A pool of water stains turned into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All the pedestrians around were frightened and scattered in panic.
The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Zong Ru.
Silently, Zong Ru's body was covered with a layer of white frost, especially his eyebrows, which were covered with frost.
His eyebrows suddenly trembled twice, frost fell, and Zong Ru slowly opened his eyes.