Facing the worries of Jiang Yao and others, Chen Mo didn't explain anything. He just smiled and said, "You will know when the results come out!"

Jiang Yao and others did not believe Chen Mo's words at all. Even the most powerful genius could not answer the exam paper in ten minutes, not even the invigilator.

But since Chen Mo didn't want to say anything, they couldn't ask any more questions. They could only tell Chen Mo to take the exam seriously and never give up until the last moment.

Chen Mo was a little helpless, but he couldn't refuse the good intentions of several people, so he could only accept them with humiliation.

However, for the next exam, Chen Mo handed in the paper ten minutes after entering the exam room every time, and this was the case for two consecutive days.

All the students were shocked. Almost everyone concluded that Chen Mo had definitely given up the exam!

And this time, in order to avoid trouble, Chen Mo simply hid as soon as the exam was over so that Jiang Yao and others could not find him.

After the two days of exams, Chen Mo went directly back to Yangui Lake Villa. There were still a few days until the results were released, which was almost enough time for him to absorb the remaining innate spiritual roots and cultivate the Mu Xing Body to the Great Perfection.

Half an hour after Chen Mo returned to Yangui Lake Villa, the last exam ended.

After the students came out, they did not deliberately look for Chen Mo. It seemed that they were already used to Chen Mo disappearing after taking the exam.

However, even if Chen Mo is not here, some things are still unavoidable.

Zhang Qiang stood quietly next to Zheng Xiuli and asked in a low voice: "Squad leader, this loser Chen Mo has obviously given up on the exam. What will we do if he doesn't dare to come on the day when the results are announced?"

Zheng Xiuli was not worried at all, and sneered: "Don't worry, it's just a good thing if he doesn't come, then we can say whatever we want. When the time comes, it will be him who is embarrassed!"

"Yes, if he doesn't come, we'll just say he's afraid of losing and doesn't dare to come!" Zhang Qiang sneered sinisterly.

Zheng Yuanhao came out of the examination room and looked up at the sky. His face regained the confidence of the past. He felt that the air today was particularly fresh and refreshing.

"Chen Mo, you lost!" Zheng Yuanhao showed a relieved smile.

"Whether you are Master Chen or a legendary warrior, these are not the duties of a student. As a high school student, if you can't even pass the college entrance examination, you will still be the famous martial artist.

All high school trash!”

Human beings are really contradictory beings sometimes.

People like Zheng Xiuli and Zheng Yuanhao usually regard their prominent family background as a bargaining chip to be superior to others.

However, when their family background is not as good as others, they will put aside their family background and compare their own strengths with the shortcomings of others. After winning, they will feel complacent and feel that they have finally defeated their opponent.

In his previous life, when Chen Mo concealed his identity and was just an ordinary student, Zheng Yuanhao and others used his family background to suppress Chen Mo. Now that Chen Mo has become Master Chen, everyone respects him, and Zheng Yuanhao and others have begun to compare their academic performance with Chen Mo.

It's like a sentence: When I'm trying to reason with you, you act like a rogue with me. When I act like a rogue with you, you start to reason with me again.

I really don’t know what these people think?

Chen Mo's seventh day in retreat.

On the rooftop, a green light shot straight into the sky.

A strong breath of life permeated the entire Yangui Lake Villa.

Under Chen Mo's exposed skin, two rays of cyan and golden light can be seen flowing slowly. This is a manifestation of the golden and wooden bodies that have been cultivated to great perfection.

However, Chen Mo was still sitting there with his eyes closed, as if he hadn't finished practicing yet.

Suddenly, a powerful aura burst out from Chen Mo's body.

However, this breath came and went quickly, and it was fleeting.

Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes at this time, and a trace of worry flashed across his face: "The power of the innate spiritual root is indeed powerful. I almost couldn't control it and entered the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Fortunately, I controlled it at the last moment!"

In his previous life, Chen Mo suffered a big loss because his cultivation progressed too quickly. In his subsequent cultivation, he felt that his foundation was unstable.

This time, Chen Mo decided to work steadily and try his best to polish every realm to perfection, one step at a time, hoping to go further on the road to immortality.

"Teacher Wang hasn't called yet, and the college entrance examination results should not be out yet. I promised Jiang Heshan that after I finish handling the matters here, I will go to the Condor Special Forces and refine the sword I promised Yan Qingcheng."

Chen Mo took out the half of the Human Immortal Bone. The last time he refined it, he only had the strength of the fourth level of Qi Condensation. It was very difficult to refine the Human Immortal Bone.

This time, Chen Mo was at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. If he hadn't deliberately controlled it, he might have broken through to the sixth level of Qi Condensation.

In the realm of cultivating immortals, every time you advance to a level, your strength will make a qualitative leap.

Now, Chen Mo feels that he should be able to refine the human immortal bone.

With a thought, half of the human immortal bone as white as jade appeared in front of Chen Mo, suspended in mid-air.

Chen Mo's face was serious, and he kept making complicated seals with his hands. It took ten minutes to complete the arrangement.

"I will use the Beimingli Fire Formation to refine it. I will definitely succeed this time."

A white rootless fire strangely enveloped the half of the human immortal's bones and burned gently.

The flame looked very strange and seemed to have no lethality. However, there were strong wrinkles in the surrounding air, proving that the flame was much hotter than ordinary ordinary fire.

From dusk to late night, and then to dawn, Chen Mo kept refining. If he hadn't made a breakthrough in cultivation, he might not have been able to sustain it at all.

It was not until noon the next day that the human immortal bone was finally refined. Chen Mo's face was slightly pale, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, which was obviously due to excessive consumption.

However, Chen Mo still did not dare to neglect at all. He took out every rare material from the storage ring and added it to a ball of silver liquid formed from human immortal bones.

After another half hour, a sword three feet long and as thin as a cicada's wing took shape.

"Yan Qingcheng, put your blood in it!" Chen Mo shouted from the air, his figure shaking endlessly.

Yan Qingcheng and Sang Sang hurriedly rushed out of the room below. Looking at the terrifying sword in front of Chen Mo, Yan Qingcheng had a hint of joy in his eyes.

Yan Qingcheng was very generous and cut his wrist directly, and a bright red blood sword shot into the sword.

Loud!

The sword actually sounded a crisp phoenix cry, and a shadow of a fire phoenix spreading its wings merged into the sword body, and the sword took shape instantly.

A long sword as thin as a cicada's wings and covered in blood red was held in Chen Mo's hand.

Looking at the sword in front of him, Chen Mo felt relieved and smiled: "This is the first time I have refined a weapon on the earth, and I can actually reach a mid-grade magic weapon. The effect is not bad!"

"Since you have been given the blood essence of the Tianfeng bloodline, and the sword was made into a sword with Fengming, then let's call you Fengming Sword!"

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he waved his hand and threw the Fengming Sword to Yan Qingcheng below.

"This sword is enough for you to use for a while, take it and test its power!"

Yan Qingcheng took the sword with joy on her face and stroked the sword gently. She felt like her blood was connected to her, as if the sword was a part of her body.

"Fengming Sword!" Yan Qingcheng said to herself, overjoyed.

"The phoenix dances for nine days!"
Chapter completed!