This battle lasted a short time. Although it didn't cost much mana, it did its best to fight with a firm mind. As soon as Cui Yao died, Mo Bai felt his whole body collapsed, and the blood on his left arm was already stained with his hands. He took some medicine for wounds and made a simple bandage. After stopping the blood. Walked to Cui Yao's body, picked up the red sandalwood box that had fallen on the ground, and removed the storage bag on his waist, then walked to Huang Qingyan's body and scraped her. Just sit on the grass and rest.
Looking at the quaint red sandalwood box lying quietly on the palm of his hand, Mo Bai wondered eagerly, what kind of treasure it was that caused the two of them to risk their identities to be exposed and fight like this here. Using his blood-stained hand, Mo Bai opened the lid of the box with a slight tremor. The box was padded with a layer of red plush. In the middle of the box was a lamp-shaped object the size of a hand and thumb. The whole was as white as snow. , Like jade and ice, modelling norms like the moon, and the walls are as thin as clouds. There are also strips of strange patterns on the surface. Although they don't recognize them, they don't look like Fanpin.
Holding the box in his hand, looking at the small lamp-like objects in the box, I liked it very much, and the black eyes flashed with joy. After studying carefully for a while, the expression in his black eyes gradually became firmer. He stretched out his blood-stained hand and placed the jade lamp on the palm of his hand, just about to carefully identify the strange patterns on the surface.
However, something strange happened. The crystal-clear lamp body was stained with the blood on Mo Bai's hand, and the jade-like ice-like lamp body was filled with blood. Mo Bai was startled, just about to let go of his hand. Unexpectedly, the lamp-shaped object flew up in the air and floated over Mo Bai's head. Mo Bai wanted to dodge his head, the jade lamp turned into a white light, entered from the center of his eyebrows, and merged into his body.
A heart-piercing pain quickly spread throughout his body from the center of his eyebrows. The pain was severe, as if he was about to tear every inch of his skin up and down, Mo Bai rolled around holding his head, his teeth clenching hard, not letting himself make any noise. After a while, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and he passed out.
The valley returned to its former calm. Not far away, the colorful little wild flowers, gently swinging their slender waists with the breeze, began to dance again. But who would have thought that in the valley at this time, there was a teenager who had fainted.
The night came quietly, quietly guarding the sleepy teenager, and then quietly left... ...
Xu Riguanghui unbridledly released its light, a golden layer spreading on the boy's body, warming his body. His body moved, then stopped, approached, and moved twice in a row....
Mo Bai slowly opened his eyes, and glanced at the surroundings cleverly. He stood up and covered his stinging head with his hands yesterday. The unforgettable pain is still aching to this day.
He sat on the spot, looking at the corpse lying in front of him, and then at the empty red sandalwood box that had fallen beside him. He was stunned for a while. All this in his eyes proved the truth of what happened yesterday.
After a while, he stood up, dug a deep hole in the clearing, and threw the two men's corpses into the capital. Then he filled the soil and carefully erased all traces of fighting around it. This place was originally rare, and after this arrangement, I believe no one will find two inner disciples sleeping here forever. However, this place is still a mess, with a big tree falling across the grass. At a glance, one can tell that there have been fierce battles. So Mo Bai decided to leave this place as soon as possible.
After finishing all these arrangements, Mo Bai hurriedly returned to his house.
Close the doors and windows of the house tightly. After cleaning up his own clothes, he sat cross-legged on the bed, eagerly took out the storage bags of Huang and Cui, and began to count.
As the inner disciples of Yunhemen, the contents of Huang and Cui's storage bags are rich, which is not comparable to that of outer disciples like Mo Bai. In addition, they are all meticulous works from the Di Xingzong and Shuiyunmen. Naturally, there are a lot of wealth, especially life-saving things. There are more than a dozen of various low-grade talismans. They have the attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The Fulu has. Among them, there are actually two middle-level talismans, the fire dragon technique for attack and the stone wall technique for defense.
Fulu is the cultivator who seals the magical powers on the talisman paper through the pen. When facing the enemy, he does not consume his own spiritual power and instantly hurts the enemy. The magical powers of different rune pens and different rune paper seals are also very different. Therefore, Fulu is also divided into upper, middle and lower grades.
In addition, there are several pills of medicine, dozens of spirit stones, and a superb spirit weapon found in Huang Qingyan's storage bag.
For Mo Bai, who was still worried about his cultivation a few days ago, this was simply a windfall. Mo Bai stroked the purple Zhu Ling, thinking about the lamp-like object that entered his body from the center of his eyebrows.
Now Mo Bai didn't know that his net worth was comparable to the foundation-building monks in the sect.
Thinking in his heart, straightening things out in his heart, packed all the things and put them into the same storage bag, he didn't dare to hang three storage bags around his waist at the same time, it would cause trouble.
At present, what he wants to determine is whether the jade lamp that enters his body will cause harm to his body. However, if it really caused harm to the cultivator's physique, Huang and Cui would not fight so desperately. With this understanding, Mo Bai was not too worried.
After Mo Bai entered the first level of the condensing phase, he learned the art of internal vision. Although this is a basic auxiliary technique for the first layer of the Qi Condensation Period, for the immortal cultivation, the auxiliary technique will definitely be used.
Mo Bai sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivation. Through internal vision, he checked his meridians and found that his meridians were normal, and that the flow of spiritual energy was normal. It was just that there was an extra jade lamp above the aura at the pubic area, and the whole body was restored to be crystal clear and transparent, like ice and jade, and stood motionless in the pubic area.
He tried to mobilize the aura to walk the Great Zhoutian, and then decided to gather his dantian and observe the movement of the thing. Before that, he also made various guesses and thought out some precautions. Then, all of this. As if it had nothing to do with it, how to walk in the usual Reiki route and how to walk is not hindered.
After thinking for a long time, Mo Bai couldn't find the answer. Although he really wanted to know what it was, he saw that it didn't hinder him, so he put its question aside for the time being.
Mo Bai put away the exercises and stopped. After taking a break, he took out a jade bottle and poured out two pills, which were obtained from Cui ●31 novel app download address ● Huang Erren. Mo Bai put the pills in front of his nose and sniffed them. , With a raised hand, he put two pills into his mouth.
From now on, he will start to run the second-level exercises. The meridian route of the second-level gong method is different from that of the first-level. There are many twigs and branches. Therefore, Mo Bai puts the spiritual power of the two medicinal herbs into the dantian using the first-level gong method, and then releases it from the dantian. The spiritual energy slowly impacts these branched meridians. If the spiritual energy impacts too violently, it will cause these meridians to burst, and then all previous efforts will be lost.
The spiritual energy released from the dantian was over and over again, under the control of Mo Bai, it was carefully washed away, and it was constantly warmed and settled on the meridian walls. Slowly these meridians began to sparkle with a faint aura.
White smoke continuously emerged from Mo Bai's head, forming a faint white mist. Two white dragons sprayed out from between their mouths and noses, surrounded by the white mist and then penetrated into his Baihui acupoint. At this time, he was already sweating profusely. These meridians were impacting for the first time. It is conceivable that he is now suffering from everything.
Another day passed during cultivation. Although the disappearance of the two inner disciples caused some shocks in Yunhemen, no one suspected that this might be related to a low-level outer disciple in the door.
Mo Bai's life returned to normal. He practiced as usual. After practicing, he chatted with Lin Ming in the house and was not affected by this. They met in a few days to pick up the task in the sect and earn spiritual stones for cultivation. . Mo Bai had already given him back the spirit stone that he owed Lin Ming. Although Mo Bai wanted to pay back Lin Ming by double at the time, Mo Bai did not do so. If so, people would naturally be suspicious of him. How could a low-level disciple suddenly get so many spirit stones.
In a blink of an eye, another three months have passed, and Mo Bai has reached the peak of the first floor from the beginning of the first floor with the spirit stone pill in his hand, and he is about to retreat and attack the second floor.
One day, Mo Bai picked up the spirit stone from the sect and returned to the house. He suddenly heard a small forest not far from the road. There was a rustling sound, and someone vaguely heard the sound of anger. Mo Bai couldn't help being curious. He stepped into the woods and hid in a remote place. He looked up and saw that two outer disciples were blocking Lin Ming, not knowing what he was negotiating with.
Mo Bai did not dare to investigate with his spiritual sense, for fear of being spotted by the two disciples. After a while, Mo Bai saw Lin Ming take out two spirit stones from the storage bag and hand them over to the two disciples. The disciple on the right took the Lingshi, and then reprimanded Lin Ming for a few words, and the two of them went away.
Mo Bai's black eyes flashed coldly, and they watched coldly as their backs disappeared in front of them. He turned around and hurried to catch up with Lin Ming in front of him. "How long has it been?" Mo Bai asked.
"Ah! It's you, did you see it?" Lin Ming looked back and saw that it was Mo Bai.
"Well," Mo Bai nodded and said, "I see, how long has this happened?"
"It's been a while." Lin Ming stopped, looked at the white clouds floating halfway up the mountain, and said faintly.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Mo Bai asked.
"Tell you, what can you do? Both of them are second-tier cultivation bases. You and I are both at the same level. Wouldn't it be possible for you and me to go to death for those two spirit stones together?" Lin Ming didn't look back. , The tone was still plain, and said: "Actually, there are many disciples who are in the same situation as me. I am not alone."
Mo Bai looked at Lin Ming, who had a plain face, clenched his fists, and the cold light in his eyes flashed again. He took a deep breath and calmed down.
"In that case, let's go back." Mo Bai said.
Lin Ming turned around, looked at Mo Bai, and said, "Well, let's go, Mo Bai, you have been cultivating diligently during this period and you rarely go out, so if you didn't run into them, you have to be more careful in the future."
"Well, I see, let's go." Mo Bai nodded, and faintly replied, walking back to the house side by side with Lin Ming. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)