World of Cultivation

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Zuo Mo looked at the female cultivator and scratched his head: "You must have a name, so that everyone can call her easily." He had a new body and his hair was still short. When he scratched it, it felt like wires piercing his hand. Damn it, how can your hair be so hard?

The female cultivator turned a deaf ear.

The last time Zuo Mo checked her injuries, he found a strange and cold power in her body. The shocking injuries in her body did not worsen because of the existence of this strange power. This unknown force was like strong spider silk, covering every corner of her body. Zuo Mo sometimes wondered if her body would fall apart if this power did not exist.

Her aura was terrifying, which must be the reason for this unknown power, Zuo Mo thought. No one dares to come near her. Not even the silly elder sister Shaniao dared to come within three feet of her, let alone the two cowards Xiaota and Xiaohei.

Seeing that the female cultivator still didn't respond, Zuo Mo turned his attention back to the wire-like hair on his forehead. Isn't he going to look more like a monster as he grows, he muttered in his heart.

Three golden-armored guards stood not far from him, leaning on their swords. They seemed to be a little afraid of the female cultivator. This puzzled Zuo Mo. Isn't the Jinjiawei a puppet? Why are you still afraid of people?

The whole body of the female cultivator is incomprehensible.

It seemed that there was still no results today, Zuo Mo shook his head. These days, he insists on chatting with the female cultivator every day, trying to improve the relationship, but so far, the results have been zero. She was like a stone sculpture, standing there motionless, and Zuo Mo had never heard her speak.

Could it be that she is mute?

Zuo Mo thought with some uncertainty. In his opinion, this girl didn't seem to be from a large sect because she was too down and dirty. His hair was unkempt, and his body was covered with scabies that looked like moss. Only one pair of bare feet was intact.

To be honest, Zuo Mo had never seen such beautiful feet. Shapely and fair, like jade or porcelain, without a single flaw, gentle, compact, and exquisite. When Zuo Mo was checking her injuries, he was stunned for a moment when he saw these bare feet for the first time.

It exudes a fatal attraction that makes it difficult to look away.

Unfortunately, from the knees up, they are all covered with scabies.

She was wearing a mask, loose linen clothes, and her bare feet were in the mud. The snow-white warm bare feet formed a sharp contrast with the black mud. Every time they touched them, Zuo Mo always took a breath involuntarily. But immediately I felt more regretful. A woman with scabies all over her body was really pitiful.

Sighing slightly in his heart, not knowing what he was feeling, he got up and flew up to a mountain peak. Looking far into the distance, the sky is as clear as blue, the white clouds are like gauze, and the mountain breeze is blowing slightly, making it extremely cool. Tianxing Lake at the foot of the mountain is like a clear gem embedded in the peaks.

Zuo Mo's mood suddenly became much brighter. Although the spiritual energy of the small mountain world has been lost, it is not much different for these vegetation and beasts. On the contrary, because there are no activities of practitioners, the mountains appear more lush and green.

For the subsequent construction of the city, he set up camp at Tianxing Mountain. Suddenly remembering the reluctance on Senior Brother Chun Yucheng's face, he couldn't help but smile. Junior Brother Cheng is really famous for feeding idiots!

Ji Wei and Sun Bao led their cultivators to work hard.

The amount of materials required to build the city is extremely terrifying. For example, city bricks are mostly cut from mountain rocks, and each piece needs to be refined and engraved with talismans. It is not troublesome for cultivators to mine mountain rocks, but refining them is not that easy either.

In order to speed up the progress, Zuo Mo set up a large formation and once again collected a large amount of Golden Crow Fire, one for each person. The cultivators under his command were naturally surprised and worked harder.

Each piece of bluestone is three feet long, one foot wide and one foot high. After being mined by Jinjiawei, the practitioners began to refine it. But what gave Zuo Mo a headache was that the level of the Golden Crow Fire was too high. These bluestones, which were only the second level, would melt into a pool of magma if they were not careful.

Later, this problem was solved by first carving the talisman array and then refining it with Golden Crow fire. However, the refined bluestone strips have shrunk by more than half, are greenish-gold in color, and have an extremely fine texture.

Extremely hard. Zuo Mo tried it, and he slashed it with a flying sword, causing sparks to fly and no damage at all. It wasn't until Zuo Mo poured all his spiritual power into his body that he struck down with his sword, and the flying sword was more than halfway into the stone.

Such materials are not enough for making spirit armor and the like, but they are definitely more than enough for making city walls.

Fifty cultivators all came to refine the bluestone strips. Zuo Mo himself was busy surveying the terrain. In a newly built city, formations must be deployed. The formation set up this time was to deal with the golden elixir cultivators. For Zuo Mo, this was an unprecedented test.

All the large formations he had deployed before, including the large formation on Huangmu Reef, were not enough to compete with the Golden Pill cultivators. He has seen Golden Core cultivators, but has never fought against them. He doesn't know how powerful Golden Core cultivators are, but he knows that they are definitely more powerful than he imagined.

There is an essential difference between the understanding of spiritual power between pulse condensation and golden elixir.

He didn't know how big the essential gap was, so he could only do his best.

The journey is difficult and dangerous!

Looking at the mountains in the distance, Zuo Mo's eyes were dark and deep.

Nian Lu carried a person on his back, and the surrounding scenery kept flying backwards, and his speed was not slow at all. If you look carefully, you will find that the sole of his foot is holding a white lotus. The white clothes are better than the snow, the lotus flowers are delicate, and they are walking in the wind. They are indescribably free and unrestrained. Many female cultivators along the way have their eyes lit up.

"Wow! So handsome!"

The female nuns screamed endlessly.

The cultivators who were chasing after him heard the screams, and their faces suddenly became even more ugly.

Nian Lu didn't have any cover at this time. He chose the most direct route, a straight line!

Not only him, the other nine people chose straight lines. They all rushed towards the gate of Nansheng Town from all directions in the town! If you look down from the sky of Nansheng Town, you can see ten figures drawing ten straight lines that are about to intersect at the town gate. Behind them, there were a total of fifty or sixty cultivators. They were led and rushed towards the town gate.

Many cultivators flew into the air one after another, watching the excitement. I was also greatly surprised. Who dared to be so presumptuous in the Mingxiao Sect?

Lei Peng was the first to arrive at the town gate, and he even had time to look back at his other companions who were approaching quickly. Grinning proudly, he finally turned around and walked leisurely through the town gate, carrying the person on his back.

The other nine people saw Lei Peng's proud expression at the same time, and all nine people rolled their eyes at the same time. No need to greet, everyone snorted coldly and exerted their strength at the same time!

The sharp whistle suddenly resounded throughout Nansheng Town!

Nine figures, like nine sharp arrows, rushed towards the town gate with sharp whistling sounds!

The gate of Nansheng Town is just a symbolic building, and He Xiang never thought that anyone would dare to take advantage of the Mingxiao Sect. Dare to run wild on Mingxiao Sect’s territory? Unless you don’t want to hang out in the small mountain world. Because of this, Nansheng Town's defense was pitifully weak.

Nine figures passed by at high speed, and the poor Zhenmen was torn to pieces by the force like a knife!

The town gate is filled with dust and sawdust is flying everywhere!

The pursuing cultivators came one after another. When they saw this, they did not slow down, their spiritual armor flashed with light, their spiritual shields opened, and they were ready to pass through the town gate!

"I knew that these people would definitely want us to eat ashes."

In the dust, someone complained.

Countless sword lights suddenly burst out from the dust, like bats hidden in the night, stretching out their blood-sucking fangs.

"There's an ambush!"

The pursuing cultivators were shocked.

Puff puff!

The cultivator who was chasing at the front had no time to react. The spiritual shield was like paper and was instantly pierced, leaving several bloody holes on the cultivator's body. The expression on the cultivator's face immediately froze, his body lost control, and he fell into the dust like a sandbag relying on inertia.

Not only him, but none of the cultivators in front survived.

"Sword Intent!"

The cultivators behind were shocked. There was only one possibility for such a devastating sword light - sword intent!

Only a sword cultivator who has understood the meaning of the sword can release such a terrifying sword light, can penetrate the spiritual armor so easily, and kill with one strike!

There were a small number of sword lights with different colors, obviously released by different sword cultivators!

There is more than one sword cultivator who understands the meaning of the sword!

The faces of this group of cultivators changed drastically. Sword cultivators who understood the meaning of the sword were extremely rare. For sword cultivators in the pulse condensation stage, only one in a hundred can comprehend the meaning of the sword, which is already considered rare. Why do sword cultivators work tirelessly to understand the meaning of the sword?

It's because once the sword's intention is understood, the power of the sword's light will be much greater. This increase varies from person to person, as sword techniques vary, but one thing is certain, a sword cultivator who understands the meaning of the sword is far scarier than a fellow swordsman who does not understand the meaning of the sword!

Seven swordsmen died in one encounter.

The others were frightened, but they were glad that at least they were being chased so closely just now. What made them even more happy was that the impact of the collision between the two sides swept away the dust and revealed the true face of the other party.

Five people!

Only five people!

They feel a little at ease, even though these five people have understood the sword's intention, the number is too small. There were fifty or sixty of them.

Zongru stood in the street with his eyes closed, holding the cross vajra pestle to subjugate demons, feeling neither joy nor fear in his heart.

His hand bead was destroyed in the battle with the blood-horned python. Zuo Mo felt quite guilty, so he came up with the idea of ​​​​finding a new magic weapon for Zong Ru. However, it was rare for Zong Ru to practice meditation, and the magic weapon for meditation was even harder to find. He suddenly thought of the half-broken cross vajra demon-subduing pestle in his ring.

The Cross Diamond Subduing Demonic Pestle is an authentic meditation magic weapon, and the last time Zongru's hand beads were fully activated, Zuo Mo also got a glimpse of the mystery of the meditation magic weapon, so he spent a lot of thought to refine this magic weapon again. He received a cross vajra pestle and gave it to Zongru.

As soon as the Cross Diamond Subduing Demonic Pestle came into Zongru's hands, Zongru knew that it was a meditation magic weapon of high quality. The pestle contains extremely abundant Zen thoughts. I don’t know which senior is able to hold this pestle for a long time and practice Zen. Over time, a large amount of Zen thoughts have accumulated in this Cross Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle.

The effect of this cross vajra demon-subduing pestle in Zuo Mo's hand was less than one percent of that in Zong Ru's hand.

The Zen thoughts accumulated in the pestle are of great benefit to Zongru's practice. The most precious thing is that it contains many fragments of Zen insights from his predecessors.

Zong Ru, who had been suffering from no one to guide him, felt like he had found a treasure and made rapid progress.

In addition to the fist intention, even the magical powers that he thought he would never be able to achieve in his lifetime were actually achieved inadvertently!

Feeling the gentle and cool breath coming from the cross vajra demon-subduing pestle, just when the sword light was about to disappear.

Zong Ru, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them! My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter