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Chapter 129 Condensed on the spot

Lu Ming took out a bronze mirror covered with blood streaks and several red needles as thick as needles and only about an inch long.

This red needle is also surrounded by light, which is extremely extraordinary.

"This is a gift provided by the master to ordinary disciples." Lu Ming said with a proud face. This thing is not something ordinary people can have.

Mo Tian's eyes were fixed on the bronze mirror, and his consciousness kept walking along the lines on it, and he suddenly discovered that the methods for outlining blood patterns recorded in "Introduction to the Blood Pattern Master" were among them.

Running different lines on the bronze mirror is actually a way to outline the blood lines.

According to Mo Tian's judgment, there are at least a dozen patterns on the bronze mirror, and he doesn't know the functions of most of them.

Mo Tian then turned his attention to the "Junior Blood Pattern Master". If he understood it thoroughly, he should be able to understand several patterns.

"Lu Ming, you use the engraving needle and the pattern mirror to test whether Mo Tian has the blood pattern talent. That's too much." Qian Dafu is much more knowledgeable than Mo Tian: "This thing is for the blood pattern master.

, even apprentices cannot use it.”

"Humph, since there are no regulations on how to evaluate, I can evaluate however I want." Lu Ming looked as if his plot had succeeded, and he was extremely helpless.

Mo Tian didn't care, Yuan Shi glanced around, watching Lu Ming's every move.

Lu Ming felt Mo Tian's Yuan Consciousness, and without saying a word, the engraving needle landed on the Grain Mirror under the mobilization of Yuan Consciousness.

As several grain-graining needles moved together, and with the help of the grain-graining mirror, a stream of blood streaks came out one after another.

After condensing this dim blood pattern, Lu Ming's face turned pale. It was obvious that it was very difficult to condense this blood pattern.

"not good."

Mo Tian screamed secretly, and then heard Lu Ming roar.

burst.

The blood pattern exploded directly.

puff.

Qian Dafu spat out a mouthful of blood, turned pale, and almost fainted.

Lu Ming, whose body was empty and gasping for air, laughed wildly and said: "This is the pattern of consciousness destruction. Anyone who dares to condense the consciousness on it will have the consciousness damaged."

Yuanshi is very unfamiliar to junior warriors.

Therefore, an injury to the primary consciousness is a fatal injury to a junior warrior.

Lu Ming knew that Mo Tian would always pay attention to his drawing of the blood pattern, and specially drew the consciousness pattern to inflict heavy damage on Mo Tian.

Seeing Qian Dafu's face pale and about to faint, Mo Tian was helpless. He didn't expect that Lu Ming would be so shameless and didn't dare to test him, but would use such means to severely injure him.

It's a pity that his consciousness is not comparable to that of ordinary people, but it has caused great harm to Qian Dafu.

Lu Ming succeeded and turned around, and saw Mo Tian standing behind him unharmed, staring at him with a smile on his face. On the other hand, Qian Dafu's face was bloodless, and his angry eyes were about to burst into flames. He was suddenly horrified and turned around to flee.

.

He didn't expect Mo Tian to be so powerful, let alone Qian Dafu. Although Qian Dafu was respectful to him in the past, it was because he was his senior brother and they had the same master.

Now, Qian Dafu's Yuanshi was seriously injured and he couldn't cure it. Qian Dafu couldn't let him go.

"Are you leaving?" Before Qian Dafu could say anything, Mo Tian's voice came over.

Lu Mingdao: "Boy, you can't offend me. Get out of here."

Mo Tian laughed dumbly: "Really? So what if I offend you?"

Snap.

Suddenly, Lu Ming felt his cheeks burning and painful, and his whole body was shaking.

Kicking Lu Ming in the stomach, Mo Tian said coldly: "You have real talent and knowledge, and I can tolerate you being arrogant and domineering, but before we had a bet, you actually used hidden methods to hurt innocent people. It's too shameless.

.”

Lu Ming gritted his silver teeth and stared at Mo Tian, ​​revealing endless killing intent. He was running his blood to break free and counter Mo Tian.

But no matter how hard he tried, even if his fourth-level cultivation was in full bloom, he still couldn't get out of the situation. Lu Ming was suddenly horrified. He was just a second-level warrior, how could he be so strong.

"Mo Tian, ​​don't do this nonsense." Lu Mingdao: "You can't humiliate me. My brother is training on Zhongfu Island. If you touch me, he will avenge me soon."

Mo Tian sneered, so as long as Lu Ming touches him, shouldn't he fight back?

As he exerted force on his feet, Lu Ming felt that his Dantian was about to explode. The blood in his body was in chaos, and he was about to explode and die.

Lu Ming looked at Lu Ming teasingly. Beads of sweat kept falling. His face became paler and his eyes were extremely panicked. He was sure that Mo Tian would kill him.

"Don't you want to die?" Looking at Lu Ming who was pleading, Mo Tiandao said: "You innocently attacked me, how can you not give me some compensation?"

Raising his hand, Mo Tian held the pattern mirror and engraving needle in his hands. Mo Tian smiled broadly. These things are worth studying and will be of great help to junior blood pattern masters.

Just like the Consciousness-Destroying Pattern just now, Lu Ming's ability could not be condensed without the help of external objects, but it was successfully condensed, which shows that two things are extraordinary.

Ignoring the anger on Lu Ming's face, Mo Tian grabbed the grain mirror in his hand and observed the texture up close.

He even did not hesitate to mobilize his subtle soul power to explore the secret of Nawenjing.

Raising his hand, the engraving needle flew out and landed on the patterned mirror.

Suddenly, the engraving needle swayed on the Nagwen mirror and continued to carve along the unique lines of the Nagwen mirror. Mo Tian only felt that the demand for blood patterns for the engraving needle was increasing.

He hurriedly mobilized the bloodstain fragments, blood lines flowed out from them, and soon a blood-red pattern full of lines was outlined.

It is the pattern of annihilation of consciousness.

This pattern is more powerful and full of momentum than the one painted by Lu Ming just now.

"Quickly, hide it." Qian Dafu reminded hurriedly.

Mo Tian did not dare to neglect, he formed seals with his hands, used mysterious techniques to mark the lines of destruction of consciousness, and finally introduced them into his arms.

Lu Ming was stunned as he watched the whole process. He opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time. This level was far beyond him.

Is this really the person he just humiliated?

The most frightening thing is that Mo Tian condensed the Consciousness-Destroying Pattern without over-expending it at all, and looked very relaxed.

Condensing the Consciousness-Destroying Pattern on the spot, Mo Tian was very satisfied: "Since I can condense the Consciousness-Destroying Pattern, I have won the bet."

He happily held the "Junior Blood Pattern Master" in his hand, and without waiting for Lu Ming to react, he kicked Lu Ming away.

"In the future, people like this should not be allowed to enter the warship." Mo Tian's simple words sealed Lu Ming's fate.

For a non-combat type blood pattern master, when a war comes, they need the safest place to hide.

Without such a place, they would be completely exposed.

Qian Dafu's face was pale and he couldn't hide his tiredness. He was about to feel sleepy, but he nodded silently. He couldn't treat Yuanshi's injury and could only wait until the assessment was over before he could recover.

But this will inevitably delay a lot of things.

Of course, he was extremely lucky that swallowing the soul pill had enhanced his consciousness and invisibly strengthened his soul. Otherwise, under the consciousness pattern, he would have fainted immediately even if he did not die.

"Go to the Soul Chamber and meditate for two days."

Hearing Mo Tian's words, Qian Dafu's eyes lit up. The soul chamber was only open to Mo Tian's own people, and outsiders could not enter, but he didn't expect that he would get this opportunity.



[Author's digression]: Third update


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