World of Cultivation

Qinghuaxue has been secretly paying attention to Xiao Moge's movements. But since the last battle, Laughing Moge seemed to have suddenly evaporated from the demon world and disappeared without a trace. Many forces interested in Laughing Mogo tried their best but could not find any clues.

Who is Laughing Mogo?

Nobody knows. This talented boy who was born out of nowhere is as dazzling as a shooting star and as mysterious as a shooting star. No one knows where he comes from, no one knows who he is, and no one knows where he learned his superb tactics full of classical flavor.

He is like a bottomless mystery.

Among the younger generation of demon clan, his strength is definitely not at the top. Every hot-blooded demon clan boy can name a bunch of masters who are more powerful than him. His achievements so far include only one prison battle, one arena, and one game of chess. Compared with those proud men who have experienced hundreds of battles at a young age and have brilliant records, he is much bleaker.

But just in these three battles, the name Laughing Mogo seemed to have a strange magic power, which fascinated countless people.

Qinghuaxue, who had personally fought against him, felt it much more profoundly than most people.

She has been secretly paying attention to Laughing Mogo. Although her lineage is a branch of the Qinghua family, the power it can mobilize is not comparable to that of ordinary families. Moreover, the enmity between Xiao Moge and the Qinghua family is also well known. Her concern for Xiao Moge has not aroused anyone's suspicion in the clan. Qinghua Burial Water will even get it from her sister as soon as there is news about Xiao Moge.

But when Laughing Mogo disappeared for longer and longer, many people gradually lost their patience, such as Ji Liyu.

Qinghuaxue is very patient, and she is not like Ji Liyu who has countless other things to worry about. She is just an ordinary young man in the clan. No one knows that she has amazing strength, except her brother. Qinghua Burying Water vaguely guessed something.

She waited patiently for her target.

Her waiting was rewarded. Nanyue, who had an unusual relationship with Xiaomoge, led her tribe to leave! This immediately caught her attention, so she immediately found an excuse, slipped out of the house, and secretly followed Nan Yue and his party.

Several accidents during the journey caught her attention. Nanyue seemed to almost notice that she was following her secretly several times, which surprised her. Along the way, Nanyue's strength, especially the powerful magic, made Qinghuaxue, who was secretly following her, more and more surprised.

It is no secret that Xiao Moge possesses a large number of high-level sorcery. This is also one of the reasons why many people speculate that he has a prominent life experience.

Although she was surprised at the power of "Tiannan Archery", she had no intention of snatching it away. Her own "Blue and White" was not inferior to the opponent's magic.

She secretly followed Nan Yue to the Cang Clan's headquarters, and not long after, the Ming Juezi Clan also arrived. All the signs made Qinghuaxue feel energetic. Xiao Moge must be making some moves. Otherwise, how could the three tribes gather together?

Time passed quickly, and the three tribes lived side by side without any movement.

Qinghuaxue waited leisurely, not in any hurry. She found a B\u0026B and rented it very close to where the three ethnic groups live. The nearby residents had a good impression of this gentle and quiet little girl. Some kind-hearted aunties came over to help from time to time, and she felt better than when she was at home. Much happier.

On this day, she got up early in the morning as usual.

She lives on the edge of a forest, with the door facing a river. The residence of the three tribes was on the other side of the river. She could see the situation on the other side clearly without going out.

On the other side of the river, a large group of people gathered in the open space by the river.

Qinghuaxue could clearly see that the leaders were none other than Nanyue and the other three, and they seemed to be practicing some kind of battle formation.

Qinghuaxue's beautiful eyes suddenly brightened, forming a war department?

Thinking of the identity of the Golden Warrior of Laughing Mogo, she felt there was nothing strange about it, but she had been staring at the three tribes for a long time, and he knew everything about the three tribes. Among the three clans, the Cang clan is the strongest.

But it is only a small clan. There are only eleven people left in the Nanyue clan, and the Mingjuezi clan is also a small clan.

With such a small number of people, it is impossible to form a war department, but Nanyue and the others are clearly practicing battle formations!

Although Qinghuaxue knew very little about the battle formation, she could still see how powerful it was. A bold idea suddenly broke into her mind.

——Laughing Mogo is back!

For some reason, she, who was naturally calm, felt excited deep in her heart!

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Zuo Mo didn't take Pu Yao's "grand plan" seriously at all. He felt that this was just the result of Pu Yao becoming angry and trying to wash away his shame after being taken away by the guards.

War department?

How many people are there in Nanyue and the others? What kind of war department should we set up? What a mess!

He just sympathized with Nanyue and the others. It was estimated that the anger on Pu Yao's face would be vented on these poor children. But he didn't intend to stop it. If Pu Yao's anger was transferred to him, he wouldn't be able to bear it! If Pu Yao and Wei Huo fight, he will be the one to suffer!

When tenants fight, the landlord always suffers!

So Zuo Mo kept his mouth shut sensibly, never interrupted or objected.

Nanyue, you guys, when I get rich, I will compensate you well...

So, Zuo Mo returned to his practice with a clear conscience.

Everything was going well on the island, there was nothing for him to worry about, and he could finally practice with peace of mind. This was quite difficult for him.

After the three powers are combined into one, his three powers can be converted into each other, but there are also strengths and weaknesses among them. There is no doubt that his demonic body is the strongest, followed by divine consciousness, and spiritual power ranks last.

And now, he finally realized the trouble that his shortcoming of spiritual power brought him. The three forces are like a bucket made of three large planks. How much water the bucket can hold does not depend on the longest plank, but on the shortest plank.

His poor spiritual power is undoubtedly the shortest board.

If he can't make up for it with this short board, then no matter how high the other two boards are, it will have no effect.

In fact, his demonic body and spiritual consciousness had almost completely stagnated in growth. Zuo Mo knew very well that the original culprit of this situation was his spiritual power.

Poor Zuo Mo, holding the Black Lian Futon in his right hand and a handful of crystal stones in his left hand. He worked hard day and night to cultivate his spiritual power, hoping to improve his spiritual power as soon as possible.

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The Ethereal Sect.

"What?" Lu Zhen's face changed drastically, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "How did the news leak out?"

Huang Jie's face turned pale, his eyes were full of fear, and he said with a hint of trembling: "I don't know! We have always kept it a secret! The people below have no chance to contact the outside world..."

"How did that leak out?" Lu Zhen interrupted him angrily, his forehead was unknowingly covered with large beads of sweat, and the veins on his neck popped out.

"I don't know... I don't know..." Huang Jie's face was as pale as paper, and he was talking like a lost soul.

Just at this moment, a disciple stumbled over.

"It's not good! It's not good! Leader! Li San was killed..."

thump.

Huang Jie's legs went weak and he sat down on the ground, his face full of despair.

At this time, Lu Zhen regained his composure. He knew that the most important thing at this time was not to take other remedial measures, but to report to the superiors immediately!

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Zongru closed his eyes and walked barefoot on the streets of Xuling City, just like an ordinary Zen practitioner. Everyone who knew him along the way showed respect and silently saluted him.

In a short period of time, Turtle Island has become the most respected force among low-level cultivators in Void Spirit City.

Compared with the Ethereal Sect's indifference to worldly affairs and the exploitation and oppression of other forces, Turtle Island's friendliness towards lower-level cultivators was something they had never seen before.

Among the many training classes in Turtle Island, Zongru is the most devoted.

Zen practitioners are a very special group among many practitioners. Their persistence in promoting the Zen way far exceeds that of other practitioners. Sword cultivators only focus on swordsmanship. Many sword cultivators have no descendants in their lives and will only leave their legacy to a destined person before they die. Fu Xiu was obsessed with the Fu formation and had no interest in teaching disciples. Most casual cultivators pass it down from father to son, and from son to grandson.

Meditation is about educating all sentient beings, and they are more willing to teach what they have learned.

The "Tianbo Fist Technique" that Zongru first practiced was taught free of charge by an old Zen practitioner he met. Although the training class charges a fee, the number of people attending each class actually far exceeds the number of people in the class.

He never chased me away, he just explained quietly.

Even Yi Zheng, who came from a well-known family, had to admire his deep and calm temperament.

Yi Zheng still can't understand why a wild Zen practitioner can be better than the senior brothers in the temple! It’s not about strength, it’s about the temperament of meditation!

Zongru lectured on Zen for a very long time, often lasting several days at a time.

More and more meditation practitioners come to attend classes, and many meditation practitioners from other cities also come here because of its reputation.

After giving lectures, Zongru likes to walk on the streets. For some reason, every time he walked among the bustling crowds, he could feel an inexplicable throbbing. This throbbing struck his soul, as if it wanted to tell him something.

Walking became one of his homework.

But today...

Zong Ru stopped.

On the opposite side of the street corner, a group of people covered in precious light were chatting and laughing without restraint.

"Hey, this Void Spirit City is quite prosperous!" The person who spoke was a man in red. He looked carefree and looked around with a sly look. Suddenly his eyes lit up: "That girl is pretty good!"

"Where?" "Where?"

Several people around him suddenly became energetic and hurriedly joined in.

"Well, that one, did you see it? It's the one in blue armor! This body of spirit bones..." The man in red drooled.

Several other people also had blazing eyes.

"Okay! Just be honest!"

The few people who were drooling just now suddenly wilted, like eggplants beaten by frost.

The speaker was a middle-aged man, his tone was cold, and his eyes slowly swept around.

What's strange is that his gaze is like underground ice, carrying an astonishing cold air. Wherever he passes, the temperature drops sharply and is bone-chilling. A pool of water stains freeze into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All the pedestrians around were frightened and scattered in a hurry.

The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Zong Ru.

Silently, Zong Ru's body was covered with a layer of white frost, especially his eyebrows, which were covered with frost.

His eyebrows suddenly trembled twice, frost fell, and Zong Ru slowly opened his eyes. My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter