"Beiling's original practice?"
Hearing this, Mu Chen was slightly startled. The original North Spirit was a well-known dangerous place in the North Spirit. The area was vast and filled with various ferocious spirit beasts. From time to time, expedition teams would enter it. , Hunting spirit beasts, and there are a lot of rare materials and elixir in the northern spirit, which is considered a treasure. Of course, if you want to collect treasures, you must have enough strength, otherwise, I’m afraid If the baby can't get it, I have to leave my life there.
Because of the abundant resources of the North Spirit, sometimes even Mu Chen's father would personally lead his men into the North Spirit, and every time he entered, he would inevitably have a rather tragic fight.
"Yes, at the North Spirit Academy, we will organize students to practice in the North Spirit Field every certain time, because only real combat can have the effect of tempering people."
Tang Qianer nodded and smiled Yanran: "This kind of practice allows two people to form a team, and if the final result is in the top three, there will be special rewards."
"Reward? What is it?" Mu Chen frowned.
"It is said that this time it is Yun Ling Pill." Tang Qianer thought for a while and said.
"Yun Ling Pill?" Mu Chen was slightly surprised. This kind of pill is said to be extremely beneficial to their kind of beginners who have just started their cultivation. The pill is mild in power and will not leave any sequelae, similar to his agility. The strength in the middle stage of the realm, if taken, may be able to impact the late stage of the agile realm in a very fast time.
"Well, if I can obtain a Ling Ling Pill, I should also be able to advance to the later stage of the Ling Dong Realm, and prepare for the impact on the Ling Wheel Realm in the future." Tang Qianer said.
"How is the level of performance judged?" Mu Chen also asked a little curiously, obviously that Yun Ling Pill raised his interest.
"It's very simple. It depends on who killed the most number of spirit beasts and the highest level." Tang Qianer said: "Because all the students of the entire Tianji have the opportunity to participate, so the competitiveness is extremely high, I intend to attract you."
"I only have the strength in the mid-term of the agile realm. For this kind of team selection, shouldn't you find a stronger talent? And I want to use the charm of sister Qianer, regardless of the East Campus or the West Campus, there are a lot of capable people. Do you want to team up with you?" Mu Chen smiled.
"You don't want to?" Tang Qianer snorted softly, and then her jade hand raised the dark red jade slip in her hand.
"I can't ask for it, but if you don't get the faint spirit pill by then, you can't blame me for holding back." Mu Chen smiled, what he said was not a polite remark, after all, he seemed to have the strength in the middle of the spiritual realm right now, Bei Ling In the courtyard, there are many candidates who are more suitable than him.
Tang Qianer thought for a moment, and then chuckled lightly: "It doesn't matter if I don't get it. I am confident that even without relying on the spirit pill, I can reach the spiritual wheel within a year."
As she said, she gently turned the jade slip with her slender jade fingers, and her beautiful eyes glanced at Mu Chen, and said, "And I don't like teaming up with others."
"Since Sister Qian'er thinks of me so much, then I have to sacrifice my life to accompany me. Sister Qian'er can rest assured that even if she fights her life, she will definitely help you save the Yunling Pill." Mu Chen pretended to be heroic and patted his chest. , But his face was full of smiles.
"Greasy mouth and tongue." Tang Qianer stared at him with a blushing face, and groaned.
"Then this spirit technique?" Mu Chen smiled and looked at the jade slip in Tang Qianeryu's hand.
"Not an example."
Tang Qian'er snorted, and then holding the Ling Jue, turned to face the outside of the Ling Jue room, Mu Chen quickly followed after seeing this.
At the gate of the Lingjue Room, Tang Qianer registered the Lingjue. The old man in charge of the Lingjue Room saw the dark red Lingjue. He glanced at Tang Qianer in surprise and hesitated. The name "Yin" is a bit too big. Although Tang Qianer meets the conditions, he really doesn't want to see such a watery girl being harmed by this spirit art.
When Mu Chen saw the old man hesitate, his heart was slightly anxious. He knew that the old man Qin in the Ling Jue room was an extremely pedantic and stubborn person. If he was not pleasing to the eye, no one would be able to take the Ling Jue out from him, and Don't look at this old man as if he was about to die, but his strength was the real end of the Spirit Wheel Realm, and he could step into the Divine Soul Realm just a step away. There used to be a lot of arrogant students who suffered a great loss in his hands.
Fortunately, Tang Qianer is obviously very capable of dealing with this kind of old man. A pure smile appeared on her pretty cheeks. With a sweet voice, Grandpa Qin made the old man nod happily, and finally exhorted him. Later, he gave the Ling Jue to Tang Qianer.
Mu Chen followed Tang Qianer out of the Lingjue Room with some speechlessness. The latter smiled triumphantly at him, and then threw the jade slip to him.
"Thanks to you."
Mu Chen took the jade slip and played with it. There was also a touch of joy in his black eyes, and then smiled at Tang Qianer. Seeing what it looks like today, if it weren't for Tang Qianer, even if he had reached the authority, it would be difficult to remove this spirit. Jue was borrowed from the stubborn old man Qin.
Tang Qianer smiled, and immediately glanced at the jade slip in Mu Chen's hand a little helplessly: "You be careful, if there is something wrong, stop practicing immediately."
"Well, then I'll go back first." Mu Chen held the jade slip and couldn't wait in his heart. He immediately waved at Tang Qianer before turning around and leaving quickly.
The girl looked at Mu Chen's swiftly leaving figure, and couldn't help pouting her ruddy small mouth, this piece of wood.
…
The cold moonlight poured down from the sky, turned into beams of light, and fell in a quiet room. In that room, the young man sat cross-legged, his dark eyes staring tightly at this time. A dark red jade slip in his hand.
Mu Chen stared at the jade slip for a moment, and then gently pressed it to his forehead. While the spiritual power was running, only the surface of the jade slip began to flash with dark red light.
And while the light flickered, a large amount of information also flowed out of that jade slip, and finally all of it was poured into Mu Chen's mind.
Mu Chen closed his eyes tightly and accepted the cultivation method of the "Siluo Death Seal". After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and let out a sigh of thought. His black eyes were full of thinking.
The "Sen Luo Death Seal" was too prestigious before, so even Mu Chen didn't dare to be too careless, but only after repeatedly reading those cultivation methods several times before starting to practice.
Mu Chen sat cross-legged with his hands together, his fingertips entwined into a rather peculiar knot. With a movement of his mind, only a dark light on the surface of his body flickered, and a trace of dark spiritual power began to linger in his palm.
The ghostly black spirit power is like a small black snake. Accompanied by the changes of Muchen's seal, it is constantly twisting in its palm, looking faintly, as if it is gradually forming a black light mark.
Click.
However, the condensation of this kind of light mark is obviously not easy, so before the seal is solidified, there is a subtle voice, and the entangled dark spiritual power is shattered.
Mu Chen didn't mind this first failure. If this "Siluo Death Seal" could be successfully cultivated so easily, he wouldn't be so interested.
Slightly restrained, Mu Chen started again.
Click.
fail.
Click.
Failed again.
Time passed quickly, but Mu Chen tirelessly practiced again and again. The knots on his hands were also jerky from the beginning, and gradually became proficient, and the speed of the spiritual energy gathering became more and more rapid. .
The slender hands are like butterflies wearing flowers, changing the arc, in the palm of the palm, the dark spiritual power is twisted, the black light mark has become much clearer, faint, it seems that there is a kind of coldness. The fluctuations radiated.
Mu Chen stared tightly at the black light mark that was about to take shape, but his mind was tense to the extreme. He had failed this last step too many times before.
Mu Chen's fingertips changed again, and a trace of dark spiritual power flowed into the black light mark.
Hum!
The black light mark suddenly trembled at this moment, and there was a humming sound. Then the black light began to converge, and finally it turned into a black light mark, slowly imprinted in the palm of Mu Chen's palm. .
And when the light mark was printed on Mu Chen's palm, his whole body suddenly tightened, because the next step was the most dangerous step. The two former seniors who practiced the "Sin Luo Death Mark" were in At this step, the meridians were broken by the shock.
boom!
The black light mark was printed on the palm, and Mu Chen soon noticed that an extremely violent wave erupted from the light mark, and then followed the palm meridian, rushing in madly.
That kind of appearance, as if to destroy all the meridians along the way.
"Om!"
But fortunately, Mu Chen had been prepared, the ghostly black spirit power in the sea of qi roared out at this moment, and then collided with the wave of self-violent waves.
The low buzzing sound seemed to burst out of Mu Chen's body.
The wave from the "Sin Luo Death Mark", the abnormal rage, impacted the blocked ghost power like a beast, trying to destroy it all.
But the ghostly spiritual power from the cultivation of the Great Buddha Art is obviously not as easy to deal with as it imagined.
Faced with that violent impact, the ghost power also thoroughly revealed its domineering nature, with an extremely tough oppressive posture, to resist that impact as much as possible.
Boom boom.
The impact continued, but Mu Chen did not dare to relax at all, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead. If he couldn't resist it at this time, then he would definitely be hit hard.
The spiritual power in the sea of qi was drawn out by Mu Chen as much as possible, and as he tried his best to resist, the impact lasted for about ten minutes, and finally began to gradually weaken.
But when Mu Chen noticed that the shock disappeared completely, his tight body suddenly slumped, sweat wet his clothes, and his mouth was breathing heavily.
However, although his body was abnormally exhausted, Mu Chen's eyes were full of excitement. He opened his right hand trembling slightly, and there was a black mark inscription between his palms that made people feel a chill.
"Did you make it…"
Mu Chen looked at the black inscription in his palm, and a smile of relief finally spread from the corner of his mouth.