"Wait a minute, Master, I can also get four skills fruits, which can be given to your companions."
"Are you sure you no longer need the New Silver Moon Spring to produce four Kung Fu fruits at the same time?"
Jun Mohuang was a little skeptical. After all, when it gave her the magic fruit, it took one day.
"Oh, that's me. I haven't achieved any results for a long time. The first result always takes more effort. Just like a woman giving birth to a child, the first child is always more difficult than the second child. Under normal circumstances , I can deal with the cultivators of the Soul Casting Realm at a time, but I have to rest for half a month."
Amiao proudly raised two leaves.
Although Cangyuan Continent is very low-level, it also has corresponding benefits.
The people here are not highly cultivated, so their physiques are easier to analyze, and it is easier to bear the fruits of these people's skills.
"Then it's hard on you."
Jun Mohuang twitched the corners of his lips speechlessly. When a woman gives birth to a child, this bean sprout is really good at metaphors.
"Hey, it's not hard, it's not hard."
Amiao chuckled.
It is now living in Cangyuan Continent. If it wants to find its original owner, it must follow Jun Mohuang.
Only after coaxing her well will she be willing to help him.
The little calculation in Amiao's heart was rattling.
Jun Mohuang had no intention of letting Feng Yunqi, Jun Jianlin, Wu Qianyong and Shi Feng win.
After all, there is a huge gap in strength between the strength of these four people and the four Vajras of Zhiyun Pavilion.
She just wanted to take this opportunity to hone her small team and see what their potential was.
As long as she beats Su Zhiyun by then, there will be no problem even if these four people lose.
In Thousand Fantasy Academy, the final result of this kind of competition still depends on the showdown between the bosses.
Now since A Miao can produce four fruits in one day, it's just right.
Jun Mohuang immediately left the Huangyu space and teleported directly to the four training rooms in the blessed land of cultivation.
After Di Lingtian left, Jun Mohuang asked all his small team to retreat.
She clearly remembered where the four training rooms of Feng Yunqi, Jun Jianlin, Wu Qianyong and Shi Feng were.
Without exception, the four of them were in a deep state of cultivation. Without their knowledge, Jun Mohuang took four drops of blood essence and gave them to A Miao.
After doing all this, she returned to her training room and began to practice the first level of the nine-level Flame Phoenix Art.
The training room of the Cultivation Blessed Land is the best training room in the entire academy.
The walls are not only inlaid with moon shadow crystals that can increase the speed of cultivation, but there are also many stone pillars around to test attack power.
Jun Mohuang sat cross-legged on the futon in the center, closed his eyes and concentrated, and started to call up the spiritual energy in the sea of energy according to the spiritual energy movement route recorded in the first level of the Nine Layers of Flame Phoenix Technique.
Wisps of spiritual energy came out from the sea of qi, and after passing through eighteen meridians and forty-five acupuncture points, they gathered into a majestic force and converged into Jun Mohuang's palm.
Jun Mohuang immediately opened her eyes and took out her palms. A large amount of spiritual energy poured out from her palms, causing the surrounding air to vibrate and immediately headed towards the stone pillar directly in front of her.
It's just a pity that the thunder is loud and the raindrops are light.
No, there shouldn't be a drop of rain.
Jun Mohuang's spiritual energy was halfway through the journey, without attacking the stone pillar at all, and then scattered in all directions.
Failed the first time.
The reason is that the spiritual energy she emits is messy and cannot be formed at all, let alone condense the first phoenix shadow with the spiritual energy.
Before it even reached the stone pillar, it disappeared into the air.
When practicing Kung Fu, there is no such thing as success.
Jun Mohuang was not discouraged and continued to use the spiritual energy in his body to follow the first level of operation.
The second time failed.
The third time failed.
The fourth time still failed.
…
Time passed by, and Jun Mohuang couldn't remember how many times he had tried.
(End of chapter)