At the end of the Tang Dynasty, he was busy traveling and working on helicopters today. He also went to the team base in Qinling and stayed there until so late. Even Iron Man was exhausted from the torment.

With the last of his strength, he put down his backpack, took a shower, changed clothes, and then lay down on his soft bed, ready to catch up on some sleep.

Hmm? Why is there something soft?

Tang Mo felt that the feeling underneath him was wrong, not like his four-piece soft cotton bed set.

She quickly got up in shock, sat up and turned on the light, only to see Jingjing lying motionless on her bed like a white plush doll.

The round eyes flickered at Tang Mo, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Mo Mo, where have you been?"

Jingjing’s waxy opening.

Tang Mo left as soon as he could. He only had time to tell Xiaotao to tell Lin Yi, but he didn't ask her to tell Jingjing carefully.

Poor Jingjing, she just waited for her in this room, day after day, but she couldn't wait for Tang Mo to come home. Jingjing was so anxious that she couldn't even chew the crystal stones anymore, and ignored anyone who called her.

"I went out to do some errands, and I did some big things. Aren't I back now?"

Seeing Jingjing's appearance as a wronged little daughter-in-law, Tang Mo felt a little guilty and reached out to touch Jingjing's white down.

Then he turned his hand and took out a fist-sized high-grade crystal stone from the space and gave it to Jingjing.

"Let's play with it."

We haven't seen each other for a few days. Jingjing's stature has grown a bit bigger, and it seems that her cultivation has also grown a lot.

Looking at the crystal in Tang Mo's hand, Jingjing's eyes were bright. Although she was still a little unhappy, she still couldn't resist the temptation of the high-grade crystal and finally stretched out her little paw.

After coaxing Jingjing, Tang Mo could finally lie down on the bed and sleep comfortably this time.

During this time, Tang Dynasty was so tired both mentally and physically that he almost fell asleep in bed and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

It was a very long sleep, and when Tang Mo opened his eyes again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

After stretching and completely resting from the fatigue of the journey, I finally felt a lot more refreshed.

After going downstairs, Lin Yi was sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor with Yangyang in her arms, waiting for the end of Tang Dynasty.

This morning, she knew her daughter was back when she saw the shoes in the cabinet at the door, but she was reluctant to wake her up. Lin Yi could only hold her son on the sofa and wait for her baby daughter to wake up on her own.

At the end of Tang Dynasty, he comforted his mother and brother for a long time, and then walked around to show Lin Yi that he was intact and not hurt at all. This made Lin Yi feel relieved.

After calming down everyone in his family, Tang Mo took Xiaotao and Jingjing to the training camp.

She just got a new treasure, and she could practice her skills with the broken wind in her hand before, but now that she has this ax, she has to practice it all over again.

She named the newly acquired ax at the end of the Tang Dynasty, Tongtian.

After arriving at the training camp, Xiaotao and Xiaotao found their master separately, and Tang Mo started a new course of studying axes.

The ax and the sword are two completely different weapons. One chops, one stabs, and one slashes. Each move seems simple, but the force used by the body is different.

Different positions and different exertions will make the power of this move vary greatly.

But after all, Tang Dynasty was a man with a lot of practical experience, so he could learn this new weapon much faster.

She couldn't pick up the Tongtian yet, so she could only practice with the heaviest ax in the training camp.

After all, theoretical things are limited. The teacher taught for a while and then stepped aside and watched Tang Mo himself practicing in the center of the training ground.

Tang Mo held the 100-pound ax in his hand, imagining that this high-level alien beast was standing in the center of the training ground.

Tang Mo did every move and style extremely seriously, treating it completely as a real battle rather than an exercise on the training ground.

At the beginning, Tang Mo was just wielding the axe, but later he couldn't help pouring his mental power into the axe and began to output more violently.

Although the mental power that an ordinary ax can withstand is not very strong, the attack power it produces cannot be underestimated.

The teachers at the training ground were all well-informed masters. After Tang Mo used his first spiritual attack, he quickly opened the closed door of the training ground and hid outside.

The doors of the single training ground are all transparent. The material is not glass, but a transparent high-grade material with unknown properties. It is extremely strong.

Just kidding, the facilities at the training ground are solid, but the human body is not.

The teacher stood outside the door with lingering fear. If Tang Mo's move was accidentally used on him, he would be seriously injured even if he was not dead.

but……

The teacher looked at Tang Mo's moves thoughtfully.

This was the first time he had seen the use of pouring mental power into weapons.

It's not that others can't figure it out, it's just that the requirements for mental control are too high, and it needs to be very, very precise to use it without damaging the structure of the weapon.

In the late Tang Dynasty, his learning ability, creative ability and ability to control his mental power were extraordinary.

At this time, Tang Mo was completely immersed in her mental power. At this moment, due to the connection of her mental power, she seemed to be integrated with the ax in her hand, and any moves she made were under her control.

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The mental power was poured in bit by bit, because the ax in his hand was much worse than his Po Feng, so the mental power that could be poured into it was very limited.

At the end of Tang Dynasty, he controlled his mental power extremely accurately. Now, after traveling around the light ball in the sea of ​​consciousness for several times, it will slowly print out a mark and output it.

While he was concentrating like this, Tang Mo suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some change in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The mental power light ball that was originally staying in the sea of ​​consciousness was completely focused on mental power at the end of the Tang Dynasty. A slight crack appeared on it, and there was a faint golden light coming out of it.

Could it be that extreme use of mental power can trigger this mental light ball?

Tang Mo always thought that this spiritual light ball was independent of his own spiritual power and that he could borrow it, but he never thought that the huge power in it would completely belong to him.

But now the cracks in the light ball gave Tang Mo hope.

She worked harder to exert her mental power, concentrating entirely on the virtual battle in front of her.

There is only so much mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness. If it is all used up, it will no longer be able to be used in a short period of time, and the whole person will fall into a state of exhaustion and collapse.
Chapter completed!