World of Cultivation

"This guy can really sleep and not wake up!" Nian Lu muttered, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Lei Peng didn't speak. Ever since he woke up from a coma, he had become much silent, sitting there like a big log. But his eyes were frighteningly sharp, like swords. But even these eyes as sharp as swords were a little more worried at this time.

He and Nian Lu woke up three days ago, but Ma Fan still didn't wake up.

Lei Peng and Nian Lu looked at the lively camp, where everyone was practicing crazily. The two people who woke up soon heard a series of shocking news. For example, the sand under their feet is all fifth-grade golden sand; for example, the strange corpses may be ancient cultivators tens of thousands of years ago, etc.

Everything was unbelievable. If the teammates hadn't been so precise in their words and almost sworn to the sky, Lei Peng and Nian Lu would never believe it.

Everyone came over to say hello and pat the shoulders, which made Lei Peng feel very warm. However, these guys, after saying hello, ran off to practice crazily, as if they wanted to cripple themselves.

Lei Peng and Nian Lu looked at each other. High-intensity training has always been a fine tradition in the camp, but this is the first time they have encountered such a life-threatening practice.

It was not until later that the two of them heard that during the sandstorm a few days ago, Master Wei and the other top masters did not enter the slave ship. How thrilling that sandstorm was was clearly demonstrated in the chatter of these guys. But when they talked about the few top experts who had not entered the ship and resisted the sandstorm, the two typical militants and thugs just felt like their whole bodies were on fire.

Then someone quietly revealed an "inside information". It is said that this is actually a cultivation method passed down from ancient times, with excellent results!

Do not believe? I heard it from the monster zombie himself!

That’s right! You can see this effect by looking at Xie Shan's expression. If it didn't work, why would the guy's mouth reach to his ears?

To practice this magical technique, you need at least the cultivation level of the Golden Core stage. Don't you see that everyone is going crazy?

The guys like Jie Shen took turns patting the two of them on the shoulders, and comforted them with sincere words to recover from their injuries. Then, they dispersed with a bang, and they all ran away to practice crazily.

Suddenly, Lei Peng's expression froze on his face, and he showed a look of ecstasy for a moment, and his whole body was on the spot.

Nian Lu was beside him, with a happy face.

Ma Fan woke up!

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"Sir, what are you doing?" Ma Fan woke up and walked out of the tent, and saw Zuo Mo alone on the sand dune not far away, with a confused look on his face.

The adult's movements looked very strange, as if his whole body was covered with fragile eggs, and every movement was slow and slow. He was alone, slowly turning in circles.

The expressions of Lei Peng and Nian Lu suddenly became strange.

"What kind of skill is it?" Ma Fan's eyes widened and he almost moved forward.

"Ahem!" Lei Peng was about to remind him, but Nian Lu suddenly said, "Aren't you going to say hello to the boss?"

Lei Peng glanced at the upright Nian Lu, his cheeks twitched twice, and he closed his mouth without saying a word.

Ma Fan felt that what Nian Lu said made sense, but he shook his head: "Let's wait until the boss finishes practicing."

"It doesn't matter, the boss is just relaxing." Nian Lu had a smirk on his face, but his tone was surprisingly calm.

"That's good." Although Ma Fan, who didn't see Nian Lu's expression, felt that the boss's behavior seemed a bit strange, he knew that since the boss was not practicing Kung Fu, he had no worries. Besides, in his opinion, when did the boss live a normal life?

Ma Fan rose into the air and flew towards Zuo Mo.

When he flew three feet away from the boss, his eyes suddenly flashed. The boss disappeared on the spot!

Without any warning, the boss disappeared!

At the same time, a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart, but before he could react, he felt as if he had been hit head-on by a roaring slave ship.

boom!

Poor Ma Fan, like a rubber ball,

Being ejected abruptly.

Ma Fan rolled in mid-air, his movements stretched, and the light of golden sand swept across his dazed face from time to time. The force of the impact was not great, but it was extremely overbearing.

How is this going……

Ma Fan, who had just woken up, was confused. But Nian Lu and Lei Peng squatted on the ground, laughing wildly and patting the sand desperately. Seeing this scene, whistles and cheers broke out in the camp.

"As expected of Ma Fan, the difficulty level of this roll and this posture is absolutely 3.0..."

"Wow, the adult's violent impact! Ecstasy! So ecstasy!"

"Oh oh oh, the twentieth!"

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Hearing this, Ma Fan immediately understood that he had been tricked by Lei Peng and Nian Luyin. Ma Fan, who was rolling in the air, suddenly stretched out his figure and soared into the air like a big bird, staring angrily at Lei Peng and Nian Lu on the ground.

Lei Peng and Nian Lu looked at each other and said in unison: "Run!"

The two of them ran wildly in opposite directions, one on the left and the other on the right.

Chases and howls resounded from time to time in the camp, and cheers and laughter were endless.

And Zuo Mo, the initiator, was carefully pulling himself out of the sand.

He had long been numb to the situation in front of him. Things like this have happened countless times recently, resulting in no one daring to come close within a thirty-foot radius around him.

It’s all those damn changes in the body! Divine consciousness, spiritual power and flesh and blood are completely integrated into one, and even the monster zombies cannot predict what kind of effects it will have. It seems that Zuo Mo has embarked on the same path as the monster zombie, but in fact the two are completely different. After tens of thousands of years of development, the three major systems of demon cultivation have long since changed beyond recognition.

What will be the result of the reintegration of the three forces that have developed and changed? The monster corpse didn't know, and neither did Pu Yao or Wei. Of course, Pu Yao's sarcasm and ridicule are inevitable.

Zuo Mo tragically discovered that at the critical moment, he still had to rely on himself.

Well, just rely on yourself, this is not the first time anyway. But, when will the dream of being a soft rice and being taken care of come true...

Zuo Mo burst into tears.

The most immediate problem he faces now is that his actions are always faster than his thoughts. In a situation like Ma Fan's, once someone comes within three feet of him, his body will automatically react. This reaction is faster than his consciousness, and he often only reacts after he knocks people away.

Everyone calls it a violent impact, which means that whether you want it or not, there is a result. Of course, it also has another meaning. Regardless of whether the boss wants it or not, he has already abused others.

As a result, Zuo Mo got a new nickname-"Tyrant", which made him deeply feel helpless in life.

After the twentieth violent impact, he finally understood that the methods he had come up with these past few days had no effect at all.

The situation inside his body was full of power and dominance that he could not understand. There is no lack of strength in his body. Every muscle, every drop of spiritual energy, and every ray of consciousness is full of strength.

But when powerful forces go unchecked, it spells disaster.

However, Zuo Mo showed strong nerves and firm will at this time. Even in front of this force, he was as weak as a child, with no resistance at all.

He was not discouraged or discouraged.

Or, another approach? Zuo Mo sat down again and thought desperately about how he could help himself.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "The sandstorm is coming!"

In the distance on the horizon, a black line thickened at an alarming rate. But compared to last time, everyone was much calmer during the sandstorm this time. The camp was completely protected by the talisman array, and the Golden Crow camp used golden glazed sand to re-deploy the talisman array.

Ji Wei and Sun Bao were both experienced people. After formulating the plan to refine the ship, they did not start work immediately. Instead, they first set up defensive talisman formations. They know that refining a gold-glazed ship is definitely not a simple matter, and it must take a lot of time. How to ensure everyone's safety is the most important part. Although there were monster corpses to help me last time, adults have said that the most reliable thing is to rely on yourself in everything.

Today, there is a very strong academic atmosphere in Jinwu Camp. The jade slips Zuo Mo sent them were like seeds that were planted and began to sprout and grow. It can be seen from this formation that although they were not as quick as Zuo Mo's formation, they worked together and were methodical. They also found a solution to the difficult-to-refining golden sand.

Moreover, under the influence of Zuo Mo, the Golden Crow Camp has always liked large formations. In particular, the talisman formation group designed by Zuo Mo was deeply loved by them.

A defensive formation was designed for them as a medium-sized defensive formation group.

Everyone tried various methods but could not break through. Even Pu Yao was amazed and said that these guys had mastered the true inheritance of Zuo Mo Wugui style.

However, there were a few guys who did not enter the defensive formation. In addition to Wei Sheng and several guys in the Golden Core stage, guys like Awen and Ma Fan who are close to the Golden Core stage are also staying outside, unable to get in.

Training in sandstorms can quickly increase your strength. This saying quickly spread in the camp. For people like Ma Fan, who are just one step away from the golden elixir stage, this kind of tempering is even more important, and may even allow them to have an epiphany and enter the golden elixir. In the last battle with the sand puppet, Awen realized that he was not strong enough and insisted on resisting the sand storm.

This also directly led to the fact that there were many more people outside this time than last time. Although there were not many cultivators from the Third Pulse Condensation Heaven, there was still a small group.

For safety reasons, Zuo Mo found a batch of immortal ropes and asked them to tie them around their waists, and tie the other end inside the formation. He knew that the sandstorm was so severe that even Wei Sheng and the others could only protect themselves. If something goes wrong then, the only one who can save them is the monster corpse. Zuo Mo didn't dare to ensure that the monster zombie would take action, so he had to take these protective measures.

Ma Fan and the others also knew how powerful it was, so they all wore it honestly.

The sandstorm came very quickly and swallowed them all in an instant.

The defensive talisman array lit up with golden light, steadily blocking out the sandstorm. Everyone in the formation stared nervously at the straight and straight ropes. As long as there was something wrong with the teammates outside, they would pull each other into the formation together.

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