Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty-Three: Breaking Through the Middle Stage of Nine Realms
In addition to absorbing the spiritual power flowing in the air to forge itself, the shadow wall will also store the excess spiritual power in the spiritual stone to form an amazing shadow.
After dissipating his spiritual power, Lin Mo turned around and sat cross-legged on the protruding rock beside the stone pool. His legs were crossed, his fingers formed spiritual seals and placed on the top of his knees, and he concentrated on controlling the spiritual power in his body.
The spiritual power in the veins moved rapidly under the control of the mysterious talismans. A faint white light gradually appeared on the white floating cloud robe. The spiritual power scattered on Lin Mo's body condensed countless mysterious and profound spiritual power runes.
After Lin Mo fell into practice, Bai Liang raised his head and glanced at Yan Kuan beside him, pretended to retreat, and then suddenly turned his head and shot out a stream of Yin Qi towards the painted screen wall.
"Cunning villain!"
Yan Kuan had a mocking look on his face and snorted disdainfully. He quickly pulled out the ghost-slaying sword from his waist and swung out a stream of ghost energy to defeat the Yin energy.
After spending such a long time with Bai Liang, how could he not understand Bai Liang's dirty tricks?
To paraphrase his mother's words, Bai Liang will know as soon as he sticks his butt...
"You cunning scholar, how dare you lie to me more than thirty times?! Do you think I am handsome and brainless?"
Yan Kuan's round eyes stared straight at Bai Liang, who only reached his waist, and his dark eyes couldn't help but reveal a bit of contentment.
"I am a scholar in white clothes, how can I hide from the eyes of Yan Shuai?"
"Well, I guess you know me."
Hearing Bai Liang's words, Yan Kuan nodded slightly. Although he was happy in his heart, his expression remained unchanged.
"Commander Yan must have heard of such a profound knowledge, and his tactics will ensure victory. He will win the already defeated one. The victorious soldier wins first and then goes to war."
"As the saying goes, a general can only be called a general if he plans for the rear and moves forward. Does Commander Yan claim to be a general?"
When Yan Kuan saw through it, Bai Liang suddenly smiled. Not only was he not ashamed at all, but he walked around in an orderly manner, raised his right hand to the sky and said leisurely.
"A general must admire famous generals, and the same is true for generosity."
Although he didn't understand why Bai Liang changed the topic to the way of generalship, Yan Kuan immediately and seriously responded to Bai Liang's inquiry after hearing this.
"Then I would like to ask Commander Yan, whether the strategy of war since ancient times has been more in the hands of counselors."
"nature."
"Counsel, are you a scholar?"
"Of course."
"Is it true that a good scholar is born?"
"It's...natural."
"Naliang volunteered to go and explore first, seek true knowledge through practice, and complete Yan Shuai's path to becoming a famous general. Will Yan Shuai care?"
"I don't care, please!"?
Hearing Bai Liang's words, Yan Kuan puffed up his chest subconsciously. Although he could be called the bravest of the three armies when he was alive, becoming a famous literary and Taoist general was what he hoped for in his heart.
How can he abandon the style of a famous general now?
"Commander Yan is truly a famous general throughout the ages, and Liang admires him!"
Bai Liang cupped his fists and bowed to Yan Kuan. When he faced the ground, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up in triumph.
Standing up in front of Yan Kuan, he calmly punched a stream of Yin Qi into the picture wall. Looking at Yan Kuan next to him, in order not to affect Bai Liang's advance understanding and planning, he stood on a rock from a distance, his face
He also showed a happy smile.
"Now I have the style of a famous general. Haha."
"Sister Yinyun, as a general, what is the relationship between planning before taking action and the order of using the picture wall?"
"Didn't Lin Mo make it very clear just now about the efficacy of the shadow wall?"
Ginseng Bao placed the cauldron he was holding on the ground, touched the ginseng leaves above his head with his fingers, and asked doubtfully to the flame turned by Yinyun next to him.
"Of course the two have nothing to do with each other. These are Mr. Bai's clever words and sophistry."
Yin Yun explained with a chuckle that after such a long period of dedicated practice, her realm has now reached the peak of the Bazhen.
"So, General Yan Kuan was deceived by Bai Liang again?"
"You can also say that."
"General Yan Kuan is so happy after being deceived. It seems that I will make a few more fish heads for him tonight. Well, that's it."
Ginseng Bao looked at Yan Kuan with a smile on his face and secretly confirmed in his heart.
After walking out of the secret realm, he heard a truth from Mother Lin, that is, what you eat is what you eat.
At that time, he only needs to prepare a few more fish heads for General Yan Kuan, and then General Yan Kuan will not be deceived next time.
Thinking of this, Ginseng Bao quickly took out a special fishing rod from the ring, said "Hey!", struggled to throw the fishing rod into the pond with his little hands, and then rushed towards the mushroom forest behind.
In front of the painted shadow wall, Bai Liang looked at the stone wall in front of him with a solemn expression. With the injection of Yin Qi, morning mist slowly surrounded the stone pool and the painted shadow wall.
A figure with a Tang sword hanging on his waist suddenly appeared on the smooth mirror-like wall stone. The phantom's palm was placed on the handle of the sword, his legs were slightly bent, and the long sword seemed to be shining out of its sheath.
"Angle, amplitude, position, compared to my drawing of the sword, the shadow on the shadow wall appears to be more swift and violent."
Comparing the shadow on the wall, Bai Liang's expression was serious, and his hands at his sides were clenched into fists.
The legs were slowly bent according to the method shown on the painting wall, the palm of the hand was gently placed on the handle of the knife, the fingertips were pressed down slightly, and then the blade was suddenly pulled out, and a mushroom not far away was cut in half like a flash of lightning.
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"No, the angle and strength are still lacking, and the ideal cutting speed has not been achieved."
Feeling the touch from his fingertips, Bai Liang frowned, sheathed the knife again, and leaned forward to try new angles and strengths.
Yan Kuan on the other side started his own training while Bai Liang was honing his sword skills.
Yan Kuan held the Dragon Halberd and slowly dissected each move and style of the Soul-killing Nine-Killing Halberd. Since he started practicing martial arts, he has had three masters, all of whom have great skills.
But when they accepted him, they all said the same thing to him: The tree that hugs each other is born from the smallest millimeter, and the nine-story platform is from the tired earth.
It was precisely with such words that he developed a terrifying halberd technique that was almost instinctive.
Beside the stone pool, Lin Mo's hands transformed into spiritual seals, forming several runes around his palms. The rich spiritual power in the air, attracted by the spiritual seals, spread like light spots on Lin Mo's body from all directions.
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With the influx of spiritual power, Lin Mo's body was like a black hole that never bottomed out, frantically absorbing spiritual power into his own veins.
"It's now!"
Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes and flipped the spiritual seal with his fingers quickly, swallowing up all the spiritual power within a two-meter radius in an instant.
A strong wave of spiritual power erupted from Lin Mo's body, blowing away the dust flying in the air.
"The middle stage of Nine Realms, finally a breakthrough."
After the surging spiritual power in the body broke through the barrier in the spiritual veins, it nourished the dry veins like a stream of spring water. The eight spiritual veins that had already penetrated spread out countless small veins and distributed to Lin Mo's body under the nourishment of the spiritual power.
Every corner.
The scar left on Lin Mo's body was itchy, and the skin around the scar gradually healed and became smooth under the soaking of spiritual power. As Lin Mo got closer to the spiritual realm, his body also began to change subtly.
He gained weight, his skin became increasingly whiter, his enlarged pores slowly closed under the nourishment of spiritual power, his eyes became dark and energetic, and his body shape became closer and closer to the golden ratio that humans can achieve.
From a distance, the skin that is undergoing transformation looks like a jade that has just been polished. Although the whiteness inside is exposed, the outside still looks a bit rough.