"Have you practiced the death seal of Sen Luo?"
Mu Chen looked at the Mo Shi with a stern look, couldn't help but laughed, and then nodded. Obviously, he couldn't hide the strength of the latter's Soul Realm.
"You shouldn't have enough authority to cultivate it, right?" Master Mo said solemnly.
Mu Chen blinked, but didn't speak. This thing has already been cultivated, so it's impossible for him to go back.
Master Mo looked at Mu Chen's expression, his stern expression also paused, this kid didn't seem to care about his majesty, and immediately shook his head helplessly, and said: "Can you kid stop messing around?"
"I just want to try it. If there is a problem, I will stop practicing. I value my life more than anyone else." Mu Chen smiled.
Master Mo gave him an angry look, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Have you successfully cultivated?"
"Preliminary success." Mu Chen stretched out his palm, and there was a black mark looming in his palm.
Master Mo looked at the black mark on Mu Chen's palm, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Although he was aware of it earlier, when he saw that Mu Chen could really cultivate the death mark of Sen Luo in such a short period of time, his heart still Can't help but shake.
This kind of talent is worthy of being a person who can obtain the qualifications of Linglu.
"Are you very interested in the death mark of Sen Luo?" Master Mo glanced at Mu Chen. Since the last time he took Mu Chen to the top of the Ling Jue room, he found that Mu Chen had taken a fancy to this Ling Jue.
"It feels like this Spirit Secret Art is not simple." Mu Chen thought for a while, and said, although this Spirit Secret Art seems to be only a top grade of Mortal rank, he faintly felt something was wrong.
"Oh?" Master Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Chen.
"It always feels that the death mark of Senluo seems to have great potential, and this superficial cultivation seems to be only preliminary... I think there should be some way to make the death mark of Senluo stronger." Mu Chen Groaned.
Master Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Mu Chen stared at Master Mo, suddenly smiled, and said slyly: "Master Mo should have some understanding of the death seal of Sen Luo? I think you seem to be very interested in it."
Master Mo glanced at Mu Chen who was like a little fox, nodded helplessly, and said: "I have also practiced this Seng Luo death mark."
As he said, he stretched out his palm, only to see a black mark appearing in the palm of his palm, but Master Mo's line, compared with the black mark in Mu Chen's hand, was much more complete and profound, that kind of coldness. The fluctuation of, also far surpassed what Mu Chen had cultivated.
Mu Chen looked at the black mark in Master Mo's palm with some surprise, and smiled lightly: "It seems as I expected, this spirit art is not simple. Otherwise, with Master Mo's eyesight, how could it be possible to see it?"
Master Mo is a real powerhouse of the Soul Realm, and he can be ranked in this North Spirit Realm. If the Death Seal of Sen Luo is just an ordinary mortal spirit art, he would never cultivate.
"You kid..."
Master Mo gave a wry smile. This guy was really slippery. He pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "Want to know how the death mark of Sun Luo can reveal its true power?"
Mu Chen's eyes shimmered slightly, and he nodded heavily.
"It's very simple." Master Mo smiled and stretched out his left hand, and then Mu Chen was shocked to see that there was an exact black mark in his left hand!
This Sin Luo death seal can not only cultivate a death seal!
There was a flash of light in Mu Chen's eyes, and a touch of excitement suddenly climbed onto his face, staring at Master Mo a little fiercely, and muttered: "The reason why there is no further cultivation method for the death seal of Sen Luo, it is not that there is no, and Is it because the power of the death seal of Senluo is that it can cultivate multiple death seals, and the death seals can be superimposed before it can exert its true power?"
Master Mo nodded, and said: "However, the death seal of Senluo has extraordinarily harsh requirements for spiritual power. I tried my best to barely cultivate two death seals, and this death seal, every additional one, that kind of impact The backlash became more terrifying. I tried to practice the third death mark, but I was almost severely injured by the backlash, so I didn't dare to try again."
Mu Chen felt the same way. When he cultivated the first death seal, it took a lot of effort to withstand the impact of the next seal. If he practiced the second one, he really didn’t know he could Can't bear it.
"You have now cultivated the first death mark, don't rush to condense the second one, in case there is an accident." Master Mo reminded.
Mu Chen nodded. Although he was looking forward to the true power of the Death Seal of Seng Luo, he also understood that there is no benefit to being too high.
When Master Mo saw this, he stopped talking, waved his hand, and Mu Chen left, turned around, and saw Tang Qianer who was looking forward to it there.
"Are you okay? Master Mo didn't do anything to you, did you?" Tang Qianer hurriedly asked when she saw Mu Chen came out. After all, Mu Chen's cultivation of Senluo's death mark was a bit of a violation, so she was also worried that he would be punished.
Mu Chen smiled and shook his head, then lowered his head and glanced at the black mark on the palm of his palm, his heart was slightly hot, this sorrowful death mark was really not easy, it seemed that he would have to spend more time thinking about it in the future.
…
In the night, Mu Chen sat cross-legged, his hands were changing knots again, and traces of ghostly spiritual power flowed and condensed at his fingertips.
Click.
But when these ghost powers were entwined and tried to condense into a seal, that spiritual power suddenly got out of control, then fluctuated and dissipated.
Mu Chen looked at the empty palm and shook his head helplessly. He had only tried to condense the second death mark, but the result was obviously a failure.
The difficulty of condensing the second death seal was far too difficult compared to the first one.
"It seems that we can only take it slowly."
Mu Chen muttered to himself, and then he retracted his mind, closed his eyes slightly, and operated the Great Buddha Art, absorbing the spiritual energy of the whole body, and finally turned that spiritual energy into dark spiritual power, a trace of rushing into the sea of Qi.
In addition to this, Mu Chen would separate some spiritual power, flowing along the arm meridians, warming the black death mark on the palm of his palm, making the color of the black mark deeper and deeper.
…
Because of the match between the training ground and Luo Tong yesterday, the reputation of Mu Chen was also spread in this Eastern Academy. Some old students who were still relying on their seniority did not dare to underestimate this newcomer who had just risen. , And Tan Qingshan is also because of yesterday’s fierce posture, let people understand that this seemingly taciturn teenager does not seem to be easy to provoke, so in the following days, no one will come to make trouble. Mu Chen was truly cleansed down.
And in this purification, Mu Chen began to devote all his energy to the cultivation. With the help of the three-level spirit gathering formation in the training ground, the spiritual power in the sea of qi became vigorous day by day.
And at night, while he was warming up the death seal in his palm, he would also gradually try to condense the second death seal, but without exception, all of them failed.
However, despite repeated failures, Mu Chen did not give up. He could vaguely feel that with these failures, he became more and more proficient in the seal of the condensed Sin Luo Death Seal. In terms of control, it is becoming more and more handy.
However, this feeling of getting closer and closer to success made De Muchen a little bit happy.
Time passed so quietly, and in the blink of an eye, nearly half a month passed.
During this half month, within Mu Chen Qihai, the spiritual power became more and more powerful. Although he has not yet reached the late stage of the spiritual movement, it is obviously a lot more tyrannical compared to half a month ago.
At the same time as his spiritual power improved, Mu Chen's cultivation of the death seal of Senluo became more and more proficient. The control of the first death seal was able to reach a fairly precise level, and would no longer be the same as before with Luo. When the unity fights, it causes unnecessary and unnecessary consumption.
As for the condensing of the second death seal, Mu Chen also vaguely felt a little bit, but because of lack of spiritual power, he was still unable to condense it successfully, which made him a little regretful.
…
In the training ground, when Mu Chen heard the bell chanting that represented the end of the course, he also opened his eyes, feeling the spiritual power surging in the sea of qi, he smiled softly and stretched out.
"Hey."
There was a soft voice coming from the side, Mu Chen tilted her head, and Tang Qianer was looking at him with a smile, her beautiful eyes full of expectation.
"What's wrong?" Mu Chen asked with a smile.
"Tomorrow we will go to the North Spirit's original cultivation." Tang Qianer smiled.
"Are you going tomorrow?"
Mu Chen was startled, and then nodded with a smile. During this period of time, he invaded in cultivation, almost forgetting the time, but fortunately, he was worried that the second death mark of Sen Luo could not be condensed because of lack of spiritual energy. It is said that there is an elixir in the northern spirit field, if it can be found, it will just solve his urgent need.
"You have to work harder this time in the northern spirit of the original cultivation. It is said that Liu Mubai from the West Campus will also participate. The team with him is the Red Ling from the West Campus. We can't lose to them." Tang Qianer earnestly. Said.
"Liu Mubai..."
Mu Chen smiled slightly, that was the first person in the authentic North Spirit Academy, and this North Spiritual Original cultivation, are they about to start their first confrontation
It's really interesting.
A gleam of light flashed across Mu Chen's black eyes, and he had not yet feared anyone in that spiritual path, and the same was true in this northern spirit realm.