World of Cultivation - Chapter 85

[Chapter 85]

When Zuo Mo finished tossing about the spirit garden he had just rented, he dragged his tired body back to the West Wind Courtyard, but when he saw the pink Qianhe who arrived almost at the same time as him, he wanted to roll his eyes and faint. .

Can you fiddle…

Zuo Mo wanted to cry. But this matter is not based on his will, he can only be transferred.

“Master, it’s so boring, let’s play games!”

Zuo Mo wanted to reply, “Brother is really not boring at all.” But considering that the other party likes to set off “fireworks” as a weird hobby, Zuo Mo still replied very calmly and rationally: “I can’t play games.”

He felt that he did not deceive the other party, he did not know how to play games. Game, these two words are so unfamiliar to him that he doesn’t seem to know them at all. His life, from the moment he opened his eyes, was doomed that he couldn’t play games and live life leisurely.

But the other party was very generous and friendly and said without disdain: “It’s okay, Master Slave is fine.”

Zuo Mo made his last struggle: “I’m an idiot, I can’t teach it.”

However, like countless others before, the other party did not give him any room to resist. So, Zuo Mo saw a series of game rules of about 8,000 words. This time, Zuo Mo really fainted. Such a difficulty is an impossible task for him, a non-game enthusiast. He only glanced at it twice, then decided to give up, and said bitterly, “Actually, I’m really an idiot!”

However, considering that the probability of angering the other party is too high, he added weakly: “How about you find the easiest game?”

This time, what he had in his hand was a game rule with about two hundred words.

Hey, Zuo Mo couldn’t help feeling refreshed, isn’t this an array problem? He read it carefully again, and finally determined that this was indeed an array problem.

Formation is a set of systematic knowledge, and Zuo Mo, who came from a small school, naturally would not have any experience. However, in some sects, the disciples learn the formation technique, from the simplest single-spirit formation, to the two-form formation and the dual-element formation, which gradually become more complex. This is a rather long learning process. In order to help the disciples learn, some practitioners with profound formation methods have also sorted out a complete set of learning methods. This includes various array problems.

For example, correction, such as filling, such as optimization, etc., there are many names, emerging one after another. Later, some cultivators were not tired of it, and were very addicted to this way, creating extremely difficult array problems. And among many disciples, it is often used as a game.

But for Zuo Mo, he had never played it before and felt very new. The formation method involved in the topic is not complicated, Zuo Mo has also learned it, but the questions raised are extremely tricky. For a time, he couldn’t help but fall into thought. The other party also seemed to know that he was thinking and did not urge him.

I thought about it for a long time and found nothing.

Zuo Mo shook his head vigorously, only to regain a bit of sobriety. I can’t help but feel a little stunned. Are those sect disciples playing this? He couldn’t help but feel a little envious, no wonder they were so powerful, they could play such powerful things.

However, he decided to put this thing aside for now, he still has a lot of things to do. It’s a game, just play it for a while in his spare time, anyway, that damn woman didn’t rush him now.

Zuo Mo entered the stone room to practice “Refining the God of Fetal Breath” and the tombstone version of “Voice of the King Kong”.

After cultivating, he raised the dripping sword from the spiritual spring, which was nourished by the spiritual spring, and the dripping sword’s luster was a bit clearer than before. Zuo Mo fondly stroked the dripping sword and began to practice it.

A flying sword needs a long time to be sacrificed and refined, and it will take a long time to think of doing whatever you want. Feijian is like a partner of sword cultivators, the longer the time, the more tacit understanding. Sword cultivators often do not easily replace flying swords. This is especially obvious after reaching the Golden Core Stage.

These days, the sacrifices were made every day, and the effort was not in vain. Now this dripping sword, Zuo Mo, has been used as an arm. It is of a higher grade and more spiritual than the ice crystal sword.

Zuo Mo thought about it, and the dripping sword in his hand bounced into the air. At the same time, he made a clear whistle and bounced to the ground.

The sword light flashed and roamed like a dragon.

In mid-air, a flame like water was emitting a faint brilliance. Wherever the sword light went, there was a stream of water-shaped flames, light and silent.

Zuo Mo was fascinated and intoxicated. Using the dripping sword to practice the “Leaving the Water Sword Art” was simply an unparalleled enjoyment. When he was interested in practicing, Zuo Mo was no longer bound by sword tactics, and he pointed and guided, almost nowhere to be found. And in the sword light, cold and faint with a somewhat violent Lishui Sword Intent, but rippling like a wave of water.

Gradually, the sword intent was like a wave of water, the taste of lightness gradually faded, and it became a bit heavy and oppressive. In the rippling waves, it was full of strength, but before it was just invisible and violent, like the wind assisting the fire, it burned roaringly.

As always, it was cold and secluded, mixed with intense rage, two extremely contradictory feelings blended together, but Zuo Mo was completely unaware, without the slightest discomfort.

On the contrary, on the dripping sword, the light and light sword glow like a flame gradually became introverted.

When Zuo Mo came back to his senses from his epiphany state, he realized that before he knew it, his “Lishui Sword Art” had reached a new level.

Without too many surprises, he stood there silently, savoring it carefully.

He still doesn’t know what level his “Lishui Jianjue” has reached. “Lishui Jianjue” is not an advanced swordsmanship, and even its creator is not a powerful sword cultivator. Zuo Mo’s ability to cultivate such a sword art to this point is also considered unusual. But in the future, he needs to explore by himself, because the “Lishui Sword Art” that he has practiced ends here. Later, although the creator also wrote some of his own speculations and ideas, many of them have been killed by Pu Yao.

As far as the level of depth is concerned, Lishui Sword Intent is far inferior to the Tide Sword Intent that Zuo Mo stolely learned, but this is Zuo Mo’s own understanding, and it is also the most profound Sword Intent he has mastered! His understanding of Lishui Sword Intent is far more than Tidal Sword Intent.

Perhaps, he could also refer to Tidal Sword Intent to improve “Lishui Sword Art”, Zuo Mo suddenly felt a move in his heart.

But he just thought about it, he is not arrogant enough to be able to improve a sword technique. And his understanding of the tidal sword intent is only a skin.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that there was someone outside the valley. However, the visitor was very honest and did not touch the ban.

Westwind Taniguchi.

“Senior brother, the people from the Lingying faction are here again!” It was the outer disciple who reported the letter last time, but he didn’t have the slightest panic from the last time, but instead showed excitement.

“Here again?” Zuo Mo was taken aback.

“Yes!” The disciple respectfully said, and then couldn’t hide his excitement: “Five people are here this time!”

Zuo Mo’s scalp suddenly tingled.

Five people……

Last time there were only three, but this time there were five!

Zuo Mo wanted to turn around and ran.

“They’re not giving up yet, they’ve named them to discuss with their senior brothers!” The outer disciple didn’t notice Zuo Mo’s strangeness at all, and exclaimed excitedly, “These people really don’t know how to live or die!”

“Cough.” Zuo Moqiang calmed himself, swallowed his saliva, and asked, “Who is this time?”

“The three from last time are all there, and there are two I don’t know.”

Zuo Mo felt a little at ease, it was okay. At least it’s not that all five don’t know each other, and two of them are defeated. Well, I have every reason to ignore them. That woman, who didn’t dare to fight last time, definitely won’t dare to act rashly this time. The ones who need a headache are those two who don’t know each other. Since the other party is looking for a place, it must be better than the last two.

His mind was spinning fast, and he was hesitant, should he go or not? He regretted saying too much last time, and he asked, “What about the other senior brothers? You can’t bother me every time with this kind of thing.”

“Senior Brother and Senior Sister are out, Senior Brother Luo Li is in retreat, Senior Brother Xu Yi is refining the utensils, and he told him not to disturb him. Senior Sister Hao Min is being punished, only Senior Sister Xu Yixia is free. Do you want to inform her?”

that woman?

Zuo Mo was displeased for a while, but let it go. It was necessary to inform her that this woman was more likely to make trouble behind her back.

never mind! Thinking of his new understanding of “Lishui Sword Art” just now, Zuo Mo’s heart suddenly became arrogant, and as soon as he had the experience, someone sent him to his door to try the sword.

After he figured it out, Zuo Mo didn’t have stage fright, nodding his head, full of style: “Let’s go.”

The outer sect disciple’s face suddenly became inexplicable, and he hurriedly led the way in front of him.

When he arrived at the mountain gate, Zuo Mo suddenly stumbled when he saw the crowded crowd.

“Why so many people?”

This outer disciple was extremely excited: “Everyone heard that the Lingying faction is coming again, and they all ran over, so that they could witness the great power of the senior brother and teach the nouveau riche of the Lingying faction!”

“Uh, but why are there female disciples?” Zuo Mo asked quite speechlessly.

“Want to come and pay homage to Senior Brother’s demeanor!”

Zuo Mo suddenly got goosebumps all over his body.

Seeing Zuo Mo appear, the group of female disciples screamed, and Zuo Mo almost fell over.

“Wow! Senior brother is so handsome!”

“Please! That’s cool!”

“When Senior Brother was still a disciple of the outer sect, I knew that Senior Brother is not an ordinary person!”

“I really want to seduce him…”

“I will kill you!”

…

There was a black line on Zuo Mo’s expressionless face, and he decided to stay away from these crazy women.

As soon as Zuo Mo walked towards the male disciples, the male disciples became angry.

“Senior brother, kill them!”

“Chop them!”

“Break out eight pieces, chop off hands and feet, pick tendons and break veins, gouge out with a knife…”

“It’s really not creative! I want sunflowers…”

…

Zuo Mo quickly distanced himself from the group of guys who had already fallen into a frenzied fighting mood.

In the short distance between the female disciple and the male disciple, Zuo Mo, who was so arrogant, almost completely lost his desire to fight.

Of course, in the eyes of others, Senior Brother Zuo Mo was walking past them with a ruthless look and a coquettish manner.

However, when Zuo Mo saw the five members of the Lingying faction with even worse expressions, he felt extremely happy.