A year of life as a handyman goes by in a blink of an eye.
After a long conversation with Wang Ba, Wang Ba stopped arranging tasks for Mo Tian, and Mo Tian didn't say anything.
Every morning, Mo Tian would get up and go to the back mountain of Tianjian Sect to practice his sword, and he would practice until dusk.
The handymen in the handyman's office would only be able to see Mo Tian returning with his sword in hand when he returned at sunset.
After a year of dedicated sword practice, Mo Tian has mastered Chu Chen's sword skills to the point of perfection.
During this year, Mr. Xue appeared occasionally to give pointers to Mo Tian's sword skills.
After that, Mo Tian spent a long time practicing swordsmanship.
Within a year, Lear felt much more at ease.
After receiving no response to his letter to Wang Ba, Lear did not dare to look for Wang Feng. Instead, he practiced silently and waited for the inner disciple examination in a year.
No one disturbed him, and Mo Tian practiced like a fish in water.
The power of the Shura Demonic Body is even more vividly displayed.
In just one year, Mo Tian stabilized his status as a first-level warrior, and took advantage of the trend to break through to a second-level warrior.
Even if it is placed on the inner door, it is considered a mid-range level.
Almost all the vitality in the body is converted into pseudo-demon energy.
Although, no one disturbed Mo Tian's practice.
However, Mo Tian would still touch the spiritual formation with his own blood every week.
In addition to becoming more and more proficient in the use of the Soul Touching Array, there is also the fact that every time you complete the Soul Touching Array, the pseudo-demon blood in your body will become purer when you set it up next time.
The blood in the Spirit Touching Array emits little bits of light from time to time.
The more pure the transformation of the pseudo-demon blood in the body is, the more beneficial it will be to Mo Tian's cultivation.
Although Mo Tian is only a second-level warrior now, if he faces an ordinary third-level warrior, the third-level warrior may not be able to defeat Mo Tian. In fact, if he is negligent, he will be killed by Mo Tian!
The closed eyes slowly opened.
The bloody whirlpool in Motian's dantian slowly converged.
"One year has passed like this. Outer Gate, I, Mo Tian, am back."
The corner of his mouth raised an imperceptible arc.
He put the long sword into the ring and stood up suddenly.
I saw a stream of light coming out of the hut.
The person who practiced in the hut for a year will never come back again...
"Senior Brother Mo Tian, thank you."
Wang Ba looked at Mo Tian going away and murmured to himself.
With his breath calmed down, Mo Tian strolled on the path outside the outer gate.
It was only early in the morning at this time, the disciples from the outer sect were still practicing in the house, and not many people were walking on the path.
Looking at Mo Tian strolling over, the few disciples who came out showed surprised expressions.
No one expected that this year would pass so quickly.
Mo Tian...is back...
Return to your cabin.
Looking at the dim light in the room, the tables and chairs were covered with dust.
Mo Tian sighed, his complex expression hard to describe.
"An'er, it will take a year before you leave..."
"I really hope the sound I heard that night was not a dream..."
The news of Mo Tian's return spread throughout the outer gates in a short period of time.
Most of the disciples expressed sympathy for Mo Tian.
After all, hitting Lear would be hitting Wang Feng in the face.
I heard that in the inner sect, the top ten disciples of the previous inner sect have all entered the core discipleship training, and Wang Feng has become the current number one in the inner sect.
How much easier will it be for a person who slapped the number one disciple in the inner sect in the face in the future in the outer sect?
Those disciples who had been helped by Mo Tian hoped that Mo Tian would not come back. With Mo Tian's strength, no one in the handyman department would dare to provoke him, and they could live a peaceful life.
After all, the sect stipulates that disciples within the sect are not allowed to go to the miscellaneous office to cause trouble.
Walking on the path, looking at the sympathetic looks cast by the outer disciples, Mo Tian just smiled indifferently.
"Brother Mo Tian." Mu Feng's voice came from behind Mo Tian.
Turning around and looking around, Mo Tian had a smile on his face.
"Xiao Feng, you are an eighth-level warrior. That's right. You can hope to enter the inner gate in three years."
Mu Feng is one of the few disciples in the outer sect who stands on Mo Tian's side. In addition, Mu Feng spoke for himself before, and in his heart, Mo Tian already regards Mu Feng as his brother.
Listening to Mo Tian's compliment, Mu Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Brother Mo Tian, you have been wronged at the handyman's office this year. What should you do now? Lear has entered the warrior realm. This guy will definitely not forget the revenge of his broken arm a year ago. Brother Mo Tian, you
Be careful."
Looking at Mo Tian, Mu Feng was very confused.
He really wanted to see Mo Tian's cultivation clearly, but when he looked at Mo Tian in front of him, he felt like he was covered by a layer of gauze, unable to see through it at all.
Just from his breath, he couldn't tell that Mo Tian was a man of cultivation.
"Brother Mo Tian, with your cultivation...why can't Xiaofeng feel the slightest breath of vitality from Brother Mo Tian?"
Mo Tian smiled and shook his head.
When the vitality in Mo Tian's body is completely transformed into pseudo-demon energy, even if his aura doesn't need to be restrained by himself, it will be indistinguishable from warriors of the same level or one level above him.
Just to be on the safe side, I restrained my aura, so that even a strong man in the early stages of the battle aura realm wouldn't be able to tell his cultivation level without looking carefully.
"Since Brother Mo Tian doesn't want to talk, Xiao Feng won't ask any more questions." Mu Feng chuckled.
"There are still a few months until the inner disciples' assessment, and this time it coincides with the outer disciples competition that happens every five years. Brother Mo Tian, what are you going to do?"
"We have no way of knowing the assessment of the inner disciples, but the competition between the outer disciples, hum." Mo Tian snorted coldly, with a cold glint in his eyes.
"I will get back what you owe me one by one!"
"Brother Mo!"
While Mu Feng and Mo Tian were talking, Tian Hai's voice came.
Raising his head and looking at Tianhai who was walking quickly from the front, Mo Tian smiled and said, "Brother Tian, I miss you so much after not seeing you for so many days!"
The two came together and gave a strong bear hug.
"Hey, hey, hey! Be gentle, kid. Why are you so strong after not seeing you for a year?"
Being hugged by Mo Tian, his bones made a creaking sound, and he suddenly felt pain. Tian Hai smiled and cursed.
Mo Tian also smiled calmly and said, "How is the assessment for the inner disciples?"
Speaking of the inner disciples' assessment, Tianhai suddenly frowned.
"What? What's the change?" Mo Tian asked.
The contents of the inner disciples' assessment are different every time. Except for the fact that their cultivation must reach the warrior realm, the rest is determined by the assessment elders. As long as it is not too excessive, it is basically up to the elders to make their own decisions.
"Brother Mo, you also know the passing rate of the inner disciples' examination, right?" Tianhai said.
"Yes." Mo Tian nodded: "In each assessment, there are a few disciples who successfully advance to the warrior realm, but only one or two pass the assessment. The rest wait until the big move that occurs once every five years to enter directly.
Door."
"Because we entered the inner gate in advance, the difficulty of the assessment cannot be overstated. What? What will be the content of the assessment this time?"
"Only one person can pass." Tianhai said with a focused gaze.