World of Cultivation - Chapter 56

[Chapter 56 Determination]

Dali Pill, no, Jinwu Pill, the improvement of Zuo Mo’s situation is obvious, especially it can greatly alleviate his financial crisis. But whether it was Senior Brother Xu Yi or Senior Uncle Yan Le, they still didn’t seem to be optimistic about Zuo Mo. This can be seen from the magic weapon they gave. One gave the wrist guard and the other gave the spirit armor, all of which were defensive. Obviously, the two of them just wanted to make Zuo Mo less embarrassed.

The problem facing Zuo Mo now is very serious.

One is to earn spar, and the other is to practice swordsmanship.

He is now in foreign debt, and earning spar is undoubtedly the most urgent need. No matter when, earning spar is the top priority he needs to face. And practicing swordsmanship, to a large extent, determines what will happen when he faces Luo Li’s challenge when he is assessed in the door.

Both of these things involve an immediate issue, and that is time. If it is alchemy, then the time to practice sword art will be greatly shortened. Originally, he didn’t have much chance of winning, so after calculating it, Zuo Mo felt that his winning rate was simply zero.

In the end is it to spar, or to fight for that breath?

Zuo Mo was in a dilemma.

“Master, what have you been busy with recently?” The pink paper cranes came, as always, with beautiful fonts.

“Practice the sword!”

“Yo, when did you work so hard? Slaves are not used to it.”

“Fight with a cold, lewd and wretched man!”

“Hee hee, what’s going on?”

“His woman molested me and was slapped by me. He came to find a place.” Zuo Mo “processed” a little. Well, that’s considered flirting, Zuo Moru thought.

“Chop him!” The two graceful cinnabar characters exuded a strong arrogance, making Zuo Mo, the man, deeply ashamed.

“But now there is a good opportunity to make a lot of spar.” Zuo Mo sent a ghost to write down the problems in his heart.

“Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated, mere spar, don’t let slaves despise Master.”

The mere spar, it really is the hungry man who does not know that the hungry man is hungry. Zuo Mo was reflecting, how could he ask such an unreliable person? He replied disdainfully: “Woman, what kind of scholar are you?” But his eyes involuntarily stayed on the words “Scholar can be killed, but not insulted” for a while.

“Hee hee, this slave just hopes that your grandfather will flourish!”

“Master is busy. Don’t return.” Zuo Mo wrote these words and put the pen aside.

After spending a day, Zuo Mo stayed in the alchemy room and worked hard, and all the Jinwu Pills refined were handed over to Uncle Yan Le to relieve Senior Sister Li Yingfeng.

Before the examination in the door, Zuo Mo didn’t plan to practice any more. He planned to spend all his time practicing swords. When he thought of the faces of Luo Li and Hao Min, his whole body was full of fighting spirit. What is the purpose of earning spar? Isn’t it just to get stronger, isn’t it just to be able to find answers after getting stronger?

After he figured it out, he no longer hesitated.

Hesitation and hesitation were swept away, Zuo Mo only felt that the world suddenly opened up, his mind was empty, and he was indescribably comfortable.

Returning to the West Wind Valley, sacrificing the ice crystal sword, and practicing the “Leaving the Water Sword Art” over and over again.

Taniguchi was sealed up by him, and he even hung up a sign saying “Retreat and Do Not Disturb”.

This also quickly became a joke of Wukong Jianmen. Zuo Mo was a disciple of the outer sect, and Hao Min’s incident made many people think that he was too arrogant. Coupled with the hot sale of Jinwuwan, there were many people who were jealous, and many people were waiting to see him laugh.

That’s the difference. Luo Li’s attitude has always been indifferent and arrogant, and everyone is just in awe, but takes it for granted. Zuo Mo slapped Hao Min. Although Hao Min was wrong, it still made many people uncomfortable.

At this moment, Senior Brother Qin Cheng came back. Senior Brother Qin Cheng is the disciple of the sect master. His cultivation is not the highest, and his combat power is not the strongest. However, he is naturally majestic and won the trust of everyone and has a great reputation.

Luo Li and Qin Cheng sat opposite each other. Qin Chengfang’s face was thick with eyebrows, his clothes were dusty, and his expression was looming tired, but sitting there, he naturally had a steady aura.

Qin Cheng reprimanded: “You’re a little too frenzied this time. You’ve taken Junior Sister Hao Min out for so long and you haven’t returned. No wonder the head is angry.”

Facing Qin Cheng, the coldness on Luo Li’s face eased a lot, and he didn’t care: “As long as she is happy.”

For his junior brother, Qin Cheng is more helpless. He also knows what the temperament of junior sister Hao Min is, so he can only change the subject: “Have you entered the country recently?”

Luo Li said proudly, “The fifth floor.”

Qin Cheng showed a look of relief. He took out a jade slip from his arms: “This is the “Invisible Sword Art”, you can take it and comprehend it.”

Luo Li’s eyes lit up when he heard the words “Invisible Sword Art”.

“Wei Sheng was sent to the Sword Cave. The Sect Master had high hopes for him, and they must have hoped to restore the “No Kong Sword Art” in his hands.” Qin Cheng glanced at Luo Li: “He was your sword servant, You don’t want to lose to him.”

Luo Li’s face suddenly turned ugly, his fists clenched tightly, and he didn’t even know that his fingernails were digging into his flesh. This matter has always been a thorn in his heart. The despicable guy who had been yelled at by him before was far more valued in the door than him, and every time he thought about it, it was like a worm biting his heart a little bit.

“In those days, “No Kong Sword Art” was split into two “Invisible Sword Art” and “Empty Sword Art”. If the sword art can be split, it must be reorganized. Wei Sheng’s talent is excellent, but junior brother, your talent , I have always believed in it.” Qin Cheng said solemnly and slowly: “I hope to be able to reproduce the demeanor of the old master in the hands of the younger brother.”

Luo Li’s breathing became rapid, he stared at the jade slip in his hand, and his expression changed.

“Void Sword Art”, this name he has dreamed of countless times, the highest unique skill created by the patriarch of this sect! Among the countless unique skills in the world, he is ranked sixth-rank, and his power is unparalleled!

Recreating the style of the master of the year…

Brother’s words were like thunder from nine days, echoing in his ears over and over again, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be on fire. He seemed to see himself standing in the sky, proudly looking down at the world!

Resisting the excitement in his heart, he accepted the spar, bowed his body and said solemnly, “Junior Brother will do his best!”

In Wukongtang, Pei Yuanran and Xin Yan were drinking tea. Since the last time, they had free time, and they would often chat together while drinking tea.

“It’s a pity that the third junior brother is not here. Otherwise, the three of us will be together again.” Pei Yuanran said with a smile: “I guess he has been busy during this time.”

Xin Yan drank tea on his own, and his tea was different from other people’s. He didn’t have a leisurely taste at all, but whenever Pei Yuanran filled him, he raised his glass and drank it with a clean face. Later, he simply poured himself a drink and drank it cup by cup.

“According to your drinking method, you really spoil my spirit tea.” Pei Yuanran showed a distressed look.

Xin Yan didn’t even look at him, didn’t stop for a moment, and said, “What about what Tian Songzi said?”

Pei Yuanran’s face became serious: “It’s not unreasonable, the third junior brother has been complaining about the skyrocketing price of Linggu some time ago, and there are signs of it. What do you think?”

Xin Yan stopped for the first time, nodded and said, “I think it’s true.”

“Why?”

“It’s getting harder and harder to hunt monsters.” Xin Yan said: “On the market, there are fewer and fewer monsters’ inner pills, and the price has doubled.”

“I forgot, you are still refining weapons.” Pei Yuanran nodded in agreement: “There are indeed fewer and fewer people willing to hunt monsters. Even those sects focus on searching for the new world.”

There was worry between the two of them. Since three thousand years, the cultivators have defeated the demons, and the remaining masters of the demons have used their own flesh and blood as the guide, the seven middle realms as the axis, and the forty-nine small realms as the screen, creating the heaven and blood realm. The lack of spiritual power in the Dutian Blood Realm is extremely unfavorable to the cultivators, but the demons are not affected, which also makes the Dutian Blood Realm the most trusted defense belt for the demons.

But in the past three thousand years, the cultivators’ attack on the Dutianxuejie has never stopped, and the Dutianxuejie has also become a fixed battlefield, and countless cultivators have become famous here.

Many things on the demons are rare materials for cultivators, and they are very useful for refining tools, alchemy, and food. The more powerful the monster, the higher the value. Therefore, many people will go to the monster. This kind of activity also has a special name: hunting monsters.

However, for a long time recently, there have been fewer and fewer cultivators of hunting monsters. The demon masters who keep emerging have caused heavy casualties to the demon hunters. The risk is too high and the benefits shrink, resulting in a sharp drop in the number of cultivators participating in the monster hunt.

In recent years, the activities of cultivators have gradually retreated in the Dutianxuejie, and it has also happened that demons take the initiative to attack cultivators. All signs indicate that the demon has recovered.

All long-sighted practitioners are full of worries.

If the demons push the cultivators out of the Heavenly Blood Realm, it means that they can attack the cultivators at any time!

There is no room for peace talks between cultivators and demons. Three thousand years ago, the cultivators slaughtered almost all the demons, and until today, they have regained their vitality, and the hatred between the two sides is like a sea.

If it happened again like the war 3,000 years ago, no cultivator could be immune to it.

“He wants to hold the Dongfu Sword Test Club? Why did Tiansongzi mention Zuo Mo’s name?” Xin Yan asked, “He is just a spiritual husband.”

In Tian Songzi’s letter to Pei Yuanran, he said that he planned to hold a sword test meeting, and it also highlighted the names of Wei Sheng and Zuo Mo.

“I don’t know.” Pei Yuanran smiled bitterly: “It is estimated that the Jinwuwan incident has been too much recently, which attracted Tiansongzi’s attention. By the way, what do you think of this young man Yu Bai?”

“Very good, stronger than Luo Li.”

“Where’s Bie Weisheng?”

“Hard to say.”

“It seems that Tiansongzi’s lineage also has successors.” Pei Yuanran said leisurely: “I heard that Zuo Meitian’s disciples are also good. It would be interesting to hold the Dongfu sword test meeting.”

Xin Yan didn’t speak, and started drinking tea cup by cup. After a while, he raised his head: “You agreed?”

“Don’t worry, we have to wait for Wei Sheng to come out of the sword cave. Besides, there will be an examination soon.” Pei Yuanran smiled and said, “Have you heard about Luo Li and Zuo Mo?”

“Victory is impossible.” Xin Yan spit out four words.

“Haha, that’s true.” Pei Yuanran laughed and said after a while: “Luo Li’s talent is good, but unfortunately his personality is a little worse. If he can be like Wei Sheng…”

Xin Yan rolled his eyes: “Don’t be too greedy.”

“Haha…” Pei Yuanran laughed again.