In order to spend more time cultivating, Zuo Mo and the others chose to ride a large demon horse.
The sky shark has a body length of about 900 feet. Its body is strong and can resist the blade-like currents in the sky. In some places, it is also a combat unit. Its ferocious temperament makes it good at fighting in the sky, void, and chaos.
There are very few monsters that survive in the stream that can pose a threat to it.[]
The huge body of 900 feet has enough space in its body, making it a good choice for long-distance voyages.
Zuo Mo was not short of money, so the three of them bought a complete courtyard.
In fact, the courtyard is just a small courtyard surrounded by three small houses. In order to facilitate the cultivation of tourists, the courtyard has a blood pool specially used for cultivating the demon body.
Unfortunately, the blood pool has no effect on Zuo Mo. He just doesn't want others to disturb him.
If Zeng Lian'er was alone, she would never practice so crazily. But she was beside Zuo Mo. Whenever Zuo Mo started to practice the power of the sun, the blood in her body would surge involuntarily, and the power of the moon was ready to move.
.She had to practice according to Zuo Mo's rhythm.
It was only then that she realized how perverted Zuo Mo was.
It was as if he was never tired and would take advantage of all the time to practice. Fortunately, Zuo Mo's practice included a lot of content, such as the practice of the three powers, so she could get a chance to breathe. But even so, she still felt a little overwhelmed.
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However, when she took a rest one day and examined herself, she was shocked to find that her magical power had increased by 10%!
The whole day, she was immersed in deep shock.
Inexplicable emotions flashed in his eyes as deep as the night.
Zuo Mo has no time to be sentimental. All his time is squeezed to the extreme. In every battle, he must go all out.
Zuo Mo was breathing heavily, and his whole body was covered in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water. His hanging fingers were twitching constantly.
He had just completed a difficult fingering practice, and the spiritual power in his body was almost completely squeezed out. He was now able to freely control the transformation between divine power and the three powers.
Among the three powers, his weakest is spiritual power, which is also the focus of his cultivation.
In the training plan given to him by Pu Yao, the cultivation of magic formulas occupies a very important part.
[String Finger Technique] [Five Elements Psychic Technique] [Misty Rain Point Sword Technique] [Hundred Zen Sutras]...
These techniques all emphasize changes. Zuo Mo thought that his fingering techniques were quite good, but when he saw the [String Finger Technique], his scalp suddenly became numb and his face turned pale.
Every time I practice the technique, it's like being tortured.
But Zuo Mo persevered and his spiritual powers improved by leaps and bounds. They became purer, easier to control, and more powerful.
Although there is still a long way to go before Pu Yao is satisfied, Zuo Mo can already clearly feel the progress, especially the progress in divine power.
The divine power became more tame, and the fingers were like arms. Some vague details seemed to come naturally, and they became clear to the mind without even realizing it.
Zuo Mopu Demon Guards were all greatly encouraged, which showed that their ideas were in the right direction.
For the exploration of unknown cultivation, the most important thing is the direction. If the direction is wrong and goes in the wrong direction, it will not only be useless, but also vulnerable to harm. As long as the general direction is correct and the details are correct, it will be hard work and continuous accumulation.
After about ten breaths, Zuo Mo's breath finally returned to normal, and the sweat on his face disappeared. Zuo Mo's powerful demonic body made Zuo Mo's recovery ability extremely strong, which was also the key to his ability to persevere.
Turning around, Zuo Mo glanced at A Gui, who was sitting quietly beside him. Zuo Mo's eyes were much softer.
At this moment, suddenly there was a noise outside the courtyard door.
Zuo Mo couldn't help but frown.
It has to be said that the sound insulation methods of this demon tribe are indeed much worse than those of cultivators. The use of demon patterns is much behind that of rune patterns, and very few people understand it.
Zuo Mo's eyes glanced at the house on his left, and his eyes condensed. Zeng Lian'er was at a critical moment right now!
The noise outside the door not only showed no sign of stopping, but became louder and louder.
Zuo Mo cast a soundproof spell on Zeng Lian'er's room, then got up and walked out the door.
When I opened the courtyard door, I saw a circle of people outside the courtyard.
"I said, I won't sell it to you!" The young man who spoke had an angry look on his face, holding a stone tightly in his hand.
"Ho ho ho, don't sell? I don't have the patience to chat with you. Today you have to sell even if you want to sell, and you have to sell even if you don't want to sell!" The speaker was a young man in gorgeous clothes, with a proud look on his face and playing with his hands.
A short staff, the short staff is studded with various kinds of jewels, and it is obvious at a glance that it is worth a lot of money.
Beside him, a group of guards surrounded the young man selling stones, looking at him with evil intentions.
Zuo Mo has no sense of justice. If he were in another place, he wouldn't even take a second look at this kind of thing. But now, Zeng Lian'er is at a critical moment. If he is disturbed, it will be troublesome.
When his eyes passed over the stone, Zuo Mo's pupils suddenly shrank.
The stone is about the size of a bamboo basket, it is blue in color, mixed with traces of blood, and looks quite strange.
This stone is...interesting!
He felt a slight fluctuation of divine power from it. This fluctuation of divine power was very weak. If Zuo Mo's divine power had not become more refined recently, it would have been difficult to detect it.
This is the first time Zuo Mo has encountered a natural object that contains divine power. Is there something similar to spiritual stones that contain spiritual power, but also contain divine power?
At this time, one of the guards said sadly: "Boy, I'll give you 20,000 magic shells for a piece of broken rock! Don't be so shameless and annoy our young master, be careful not to get a single magic shell!"
The boy who sold the stone turned red in the face: "I said I would only exchange it and not sell it. I would only exchange it for the demon soldiers! Only the commander-level demon soldiers would be exchanged!"
"Commandering the demon soldiers? Ha, you have a beautiful idea! You dare to open your mouth to this young master. I am so impatient..." The young master snorted coldly.
At this moment, a voice suddenly broke in: "I'll change it for you."
The place suddenly became extremely quiet.
The boy who sold the stone was not too excited, but looked at Zuo Mo with some suspicion: "The commander-level demon soldiers will only be replaced by the commander-level demon soldiers!"
The person in front of me is dressed in ordinary clothes and looks very inconspicuous. Such a person looks like a commander-level demon soldier. You must know that the most common commander-level demon soldier on the market costs more than 300,000 magic shells.
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Zuo Mo didn't waste any time and took out a few magic weapons.
"This black-edged scythe, Commander-in-Chief, has a heavy murderous aura. Every time it kills a person, the murderous aura becomes heavier. When the murderous aura accumulates to a certain level, it can condense into evil spirit. This Tianqing Ge, Commander-in-Chief, is as light as a feather.
The short combination of light body and fast attack can break through the void. This blood evil ax weighs six thousand jun and is suitable for powerful demon bodies. With one swing, the ax evil takes shape. Which one do you want?"
Every time Zuo Mo introduced a demon soldier, he would wave it casually to show off. He had a lot of demon soldiers, which he had looted from the demon masters he had killed before.
The crowd of onlookers suddenly became commotion, and many people's eyes became as fiery as fire. Even the group of guards were ready to move, and everyone's face was full of greed.
These three pieces of commander-level magic weapons are all exquisite pieces with more than 500,000 magic shells. Three pieces are worth 1.5 million magic shells. It is conceivable that the impact on everyone is huge.
The boy who sold the stone was stunned. Ever since he got this stone, he wanted to exchange it for a commander-level magic weapon, but more than half a year later, he still hadn't gotten it. Many times, he wondered if he had priced it too high. Seriously.
There were three magic weapons placed in front of him, but he was a little at a loss.
Seeing that the other party was stunned, Zuo Mo had to remind him again: "Which one do you want?"
The young stone seller woke up from a dream and said hurriedly: "I want Tian Qing Ge!"
Zuo Mo didn't waste any time. He waved his hand and Tian Qingge flew in front of the young man. Immediately, he waved and the stone flew out of the young man's arms and into his hand.
"By the way, where did you get this stone?" Zuo Mo asked.
"The abyss of Baimang Realm." After saying this, the young man hugged Tian Qingge, his expression inexplicably excited.
The leader of the demon soldiers! He is indeed the leader of the demon soldiers!
After getting the coveted magic weapon, the boy felt like he was in a dream.
Baimangjie!
Zuo Mo knew the name of this place, and he remembered all the names of the realms on the way to Youquan Realm, and Baimang Realm was among them.
At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded.
"Master, I remember that the house was robbed a few days ago and many magic soldiers were lost. Qing Ge was registered today!"
The one who spoke was one of the guards beside the young master, with a look of greed that could not be concealed in his eyes.
The angry young master suddenly understood and snorted coldly: "No wonder these magic soldiers look so familiar to me. They are from the mansion! Come on, catch this thief for me!"
The guards cheered and surrounded Zuo Mo.
Zuo Mo looked calm, but he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a ridiculous thing. At this moment, he suddenly noticed the movement in the yard. Zeng Lian'er had finished practicing.
Zuo Mo immediately put down the last scruples in his heart.
He opened his mouth, showing his white teeth, and smiled: "A few days ago, some thieves sneaked into my residence and stole a lot of things from me. It turned out to be you!"
The guards all looked stunned. They often framed people, but this was the first time that something like this happened to them.
Before they could react, the figure in front of them suddenly disappeared.
Before one of the guards could react, he received a slap on the face, a very loud slap. His body was like being hit head-on by a running rhinoceros. He flew straight away and fell to the ground, unconscious.
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Zuo Mo's control of the three forces in his body is becoming more and more subtle now, and the same is true for his demonic body.
His figure flashed, appearing in front of another guard like a ghost. With a shake of his left hand, a palm shadow was like a whip raised, hitting the horrified face accurately.
Another figure flew out!
Zuo Mo's figure was as fast as lightning, and his figure was as fast as flying.
In the blink of an eye, none of the guards were still standing, and the place was completely silent. Everyone was shocked by this messy attack.
The young master's face was as pale as paper: "I...I am the Hengjie Ji family...you...you..."
"Do you know the young master's name?" Zuo Mo walked towards the young master step by step.
"What...what's your name?" I asked like a frightened rabbit.
"Skinned zombie!" Zuo Mo smiled grimly.
Ouch!
The frightened young master rolled his eyes and fainted.
Without any fear, Zuo Mo shook his head and Shi Shiran walked up to the young master and stripped him clean with skillful techniques.