Chapter 105

I understand. The technique I practice is the innate magic technique, which is many times stronger than the technique they practice now.

"Because the innate magic skill can accommodate all true qi, the purple yang true qi will not repel me at all, and it keeps drilling into my body!"

"Thirty-six great circumferences? I still think there are few!"

Mo Bei rolled his eyes, changed the subject and said, "Do you still want to continue practicing? If you don't go, I'll go?"

Long Haotian swallowed speechlessly, looking at Mo Bei like a monster.

Fang Luoyou smiled heartily and said, "Now the sun is about to set, and the purple yang true energy is about to dissipate. Where are you going to practice?"

Mo Bei turned around and looked closely, and it turned out to be true.

As the sun gradually sets, the purple yang true energy begins to become thinner and gradually dissipates, and the intensity of spiritual energy has been reduced a lot.

Fang Luoyou joked: "I knew you at first glance. I didn't listen to Senior Brother Huang's words today."

"The purple yang energy will only be born under the illumination of the great sun. Once the great sun sets, the purple yang energy will also dissipate."

Mo Bei sighed with a pity: "It seems that we can only wait until tomorrow to continue practicing!"

"Let's go, the rest of the people have already come down from the cliff. This is where we live. Haotian is worried about you, afraid that you will not come out for so long and an accident will happen. He and I are waiting for you here."

Fang Luoyou spread out his folding fan, turned around, and walked down the cliff along the same path.

The two followed and followed the winding path to the bottom of Ziyang Cliff.

Some disciples began to ask the stove to make fire, while some were unwilling to waste such good opportunities for cultivation. They just swallowed more than a dozen big buns in the mountain spring, and then began to sit cross-legged and practice again.

"Boss," Long Haotian rolled up his sleeves and said, "I went to cook with a stove and cook. Fortunately, I brought a lot of dry food, as well as the five-color beef jerky we made before. Have a big meal tonight!"

Fang Luoyou was very entertained for a moment, inserted the folding fan into the back of his neck, and ran up with a smile: "I'll go and help too!"

Mo Bei nodded, his eyes swept past the disciples and landed on the Ziyang Cliff. His eyes suddenly stopped.

I saw that the cliff was crisscrossing, with sword marks, which were covered with deep or shallow, almost covering the entire mountain wall, looking messy and very messy.

These sword marks appeared in front of Mo Bei under the bonfire that was flashing and dark, or the illumination of the starry light.

"Hey, is this a sword scar?" Mo Bei raised his brow, frowned, took a step forward, and looked carefully.

Mo Bei stretched out his two fingers together to make a sword, referring to the sword marks on the mountain wall, and began to copy it. His eyes quickly glanced at the sword marks, his hands were constantly moving, and he murmured to himself: "Slash, slide, block!"

"No, right," Mo Bei tried more than twenty times, shook his head and murmured: "There are some sword combos that don't work at all. I think it's the seniors who practice here, who try it out."

While speaking, Mo Bei waved his arm again, and the sword moves evolved out of his hand.

"Hey, this move is good! It is actually a move that combines the killing and horizontal strokes. The two sword forces are combined into one, which is amazing! I think it is the one that the seniors suddenly had some insights and used when practicing swords!"

Mo Bei was surprised and waved his arms and demonstrated the two moves again: "It's really good! Remember it quickly!"

He was fascinated by the test, and had reached the state of selflessness without realizing it. Even Long Haotian ran over and called him a few times without realizing it.

He was like a guy who was picking up bargains. Those seniors spent countless efforts and suddenly burst into inspiration. The shocking sword he realized was secretly picked up by this kid.

"Boss, it's time to eat..."

Long Haotian stared at Mo Bei who was immersed in the sword of enlightenment with a resentful face. He called out again before muttering: "Boss is such a madman. When he practices, he is desperate to be a madman!"

...

Early the next morning.

When the rising sun passes through the first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the earth and shines on Mo Bei's face.

Crafts of purple gas suddenly rose from the Ziyang Lake, swaying around and condensed in the sky, fusing with the endless spiritual energy, and turning into a new purple yang true energy!

"Hiss..." Wang Lie rubbed his arms and thighs that were still painful until now, looking at the purple Yang true energy, showing a look of fear and desire.

Not only him, Ji Wubing, Ji Wuliang, Sun Zhongyan and others also had the same expression. They were hesitant and wanted to go up but didn't dare to go up.

"It hurts so much. My injury has not healed yesterday!" Long Haotian complained in a low voice.

Just as everyone was hesitating, Mo Bei in the crowd strode into the surrounding of Ziyang's true energy.

"That boy..."

Ji Wubing gritted his teeth secretly, looked at Mo Bei resentfully, and muttered in his heart: "Aren't you afraid of pain? The skin is really thick! If you're in a while, the Ziyang true energy is better to burn him to death!"

But Mo Bei ignored everyone's gaze and walked to the place where he sat cross-legged yesterday. After thinking about it, he walked forward three more steps.

Suddenly, the more intense purple yang true energy rushed towards us, and the burning sensation became stronger and stronger!

He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, sat down leisurely cross-legged, closed his eyes expressionlessly, and began to meditate and practice.

Looking at his calm expression, he seemed to feel no burning sensation at all.

A strange color appeared in Ye Qingshuang's dark eyes, and her teeth nippled her red lips, and the second one walked up.

"Haotian, let's go." Fang Luoyou put away the folding fan, a trace of determination appeared in his eyes, and he was the third one to walk up.

"You two...hey!"

Long Haotian made a fuss and said to himself: Let’s do your best today, and you must not be looked down upon by others!

Thinking of this, Long Haotian secretly hated him and entered the range of Ziyang's true energy.

With the first, second and third ones, the remaining disciples were embarrassed to retreat, gritted their teeth and walked into the range covered by Ziyang's true qi one after another.

Nine people sat on the outermost periphery, while Mo Bei alone took five more steps forward.

At this moment, Mo Bei closed his spiritual sense and fell into his eyes. He felt the burning sensation on his skin and said secretly: "I kept walking in for three steps before I felt the severe pain described by Haotian yesterday."

"Is it really that I'm thick-skinned?"

Mo Bei thought about it seriously and shook his head and said, "Impossible!"

"So……"

Mo Bei suddenly felt aroused in his heart and guessed something: "It is very likely to be related to the innate magic skill I practiced."

"That's right! The innate magic skill is the supreme mental method among the demon sect. It is naturally much stronger than the skills they practice! I use magic skill to activate my dantian, and my cultivation speed is naturally much faster than them!"

"The ultimate magic skill in the innate world can absorb all true qi and imitate all true qi! Supreme magic skill!"

Mo Bei's eyes suddenly lit up: "It must be the cold and cold energy that eliminates most of the burning sensation. The pain I suffered is much smaller than others! Hey, I didn't expect that the innate magic skills have such unexpected effects!"

Mo Bei thought, and the purple yang true energy was like a flood, pouring into his body in a continuous stream of crazily, absorbed into the tendons and veins, and as the tendons and veins flowed, it entered the dantian and rotated.

The endless purple yang true energy began to evolve as the dantian rotated, turning into true energy, which was used by Mo Bei himself. Then, the true energy spread out from the dantian and penetrated into every inch of Mo Bei's muscles and bones, blood and flesh, and began to temper Mo Bei's whole body.

Everyone was trapped in meditation, their eyes closed, and they were practicing diligently under the rich purple yang true energy.

In the area outside the range of the purple yang true energy, Huang Shiqi hugged her chest and lay lazily on the vine rocking chair under the thick shade of the trees, his face full of leisure and satisfaction.

He glanced casually in the direction of the crowd, and then his eyes stared.

“Huh!?”

Huang Shiqi said in a slight shock and a layer of haze that had been covered in his eyes disappeared, and he woke up and looked closely.

Huang Shiqi's eyes fell on Mo Bei.

I saw that the endless purple yang true energy around Mobei had even turned into wisps of air flow and kept pouring into Mobei's body.

His body was like a greedy monster who could never eat enough. He opened his bloody mouth and kept swallowing the true energy of Ziyang, which was so fast that it was striking.

However, this illusion lasted only for a moment.

When Huang Shiqi looked at him again, he no longer had that illusion.

"Are I dazzled just now?" Huang Shiqi was puzzled and couldn't help but look at Mo Bei for a few more times. He still didn't see any clues. He calmed down, closed his eyes and ignored him, and continued to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

For him, he would have been in Ziyang Cliff in the future, so he didn't need to practice every day like those disciples.

But Mo Bei and others are different. This time they are able to come to Ziyang Cliff this time, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them and cannot be wasted!

Just then—

"call!"

Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly sounded, and Wang Lie, who was sitting cross-legged on Mo Bei's left, suddenly burst out from his body and soared into the sky.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of unconcealed surprise: "Breakthrough! I have broken through to the third level of Qi Refining, haha!"

"This Ziyang Cliff is indeed well-known, and it is indeed a place of cultivation, haha!"

Wang Lie's face was full of excitement, and he shouted to the sky, awakening many meditating disciples, and looked at him sideways.

After discovering the flashing light on Wang Lie's body, everyone showed envy.

"This is the next day, that kid has actually broken through!"
Chapter completed!