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In the jade pendant by the hand, Zuo Mo arrives in the Cold Mist Valley mouth safely well.
The mouth mist covers, white piece.
Zuo Mo hesitant half of the day, had not found other roads, only then braces oneself toward the white fog walks.
He just entered the mist, the white mist then imitates, if recognizes him, separates automatically, reveals a trail. His spirit inspires, relaxes darkly, in the heart to these methods of school also greatly admired. If which day, oneself can also have abhinna so, that may be crisp.
He day-dreams.
In the trail along the fog, walked about half li (0.5km), at present suddenly sees the light.
About five mu valleys plant various full spirit medicine (elixir), their color varies, the shape is also all sorts of strange and unusual, looks from afar, like has spread a multi-colored rug in the valley. During dozens colorful dovetail butterflies dance in the air lightly, the honeybee of Huang Tihei mark forms groups, back and forth shuttle.
Bottom of the mountain valley, a deep silver waterfall falls in torrents from the escarpment, gallops like the thunder, is pinching thousand honored potentials, pounds into the deep deep pool loudly, since splashes the innumerable clear water drops.
The fragrance combinations of various water vapor and spirit medicine (elixir) in the same place, deeply attract one, comfortable that the Zuo Mo sleep could not only say, he thought suddenly that looked after awful that Spirit Field as if has not imagined in this.
Remembers daily Shi Yu one time of Hao Min urging, Zuo Mo pinches spell hastily.
The moisture collects from all around at the naked eye obvious speed, forms one group of white clouds gradually, drifts above the medicine field. On Zuo Mo the spell rapid change, a movement of being dazzled, the cloud cluster starts whish whish lian lian underground the light rain, fine rain Run of fluttering is used as medicine the field.
This light rain continued one hour, the cloud cluster dissipated. Zuo Mo relaxed, here moisture is abundant, displays 【Little Art of Cloud and Rain】 Reduces effort much. In his heart calculates, situation compared with is much better, the laborious point words that he imagines can complete these reluctantly already the agreement that signs.
Now what he needs to pray, the medicine field do not have any condition, safely, when Sister Hao Min comes back.
Regardless of any condition, is not he can solve.
If before , his also somewhat fantasized, but he understood the brutality of fact at this time profoundly. He is very sensitive to the spiritual energy density, the Cold Mist Valley spiritual energy is quite abundant. Medicine field that so the treasure trove opens up, it can be imagined, planter spirit medicine (elixir) Rank is not certainly low.
If in own any mistake, only had feared really......
His trembles.
Although restriction is along the way stern, in the valley instead did not have restriction, Zuo Mo the valley to explore . The puddle deeply does not see the bottom, Tanshui ice-cold biting cold, sound somewhat of waterfall galloping is really loud, in the entire valley is reverberating bang the waterfall sound.
He squats into Spirit Field, spirit medicine (elixir) looked at the past, he must keep firmly in mind each spirit medicine (elixir) characteristics. He only plants Spirit Grain, the spirit medicine (elixir) aspect has known nothing, can only use at present this stupid means. He had not expected that now can obtain anything to reward, only the hope any mistake in own.
In this casual spirit medicine (elixir), sold oneself could not repay.
He can guarantee that he never has such attentively.
Fades out to the weather, he drags the weary incomparable body to return to the yard. When he sees courtyard all around one piece in confusion, was rumbled pulpy restriction, the heart that cries continually has.
However at this time he does not have the strength to reset restriction, he wants wearily, lifts the strength of eyelid not to have continually.
Returns to quiet room, he only with enough time inputs a wee bit spiritual power toward Sound Tablet, then again cannot bear, plants on the rush cushion, heavy goes off.
He wakes in sound of Sound Tablet broadcast.
„23 rd 【Tries sword meeting】 The qualifying trials select have completed, so far, altogether 4253 Sword Cultivator obtain the qualifications to compete. This time 【Tries sword meeting】 Rich of reward, for all previous crown, first hundred then can obtain fourth-grade flying sword, but first ten can obtain fifth-grade flying sword, the first prize had determined, named 【Arrowhead front】, Reaches as high as Seventh Grade. It is reported that this 【Tries sword meeting】 In history Rank highest flying sword, has caused including unparalleled Jianmen, Jianmen the interest of big school disciples......”
„Good thing the good thing, I to want me to want, not to have the opportunity not to have the opportunity......”
Zuo Mo crawls mindless from the rush cushion, snort strange melody.
Goes out of quiet room, he starts to reset restriction, as for fence, only then comes to build after a period of time again.
Finding at everywhere was rumbled rotten brick, he also has to clean up the surroundings, otherwise does not have the place to suppose including restriction. By his Qi Refine seven level, must set the limiting condition that restriction needs to be many.
Snort the folk song, he is cleaning up the remnant of destroyed building. The age that this yard completes is remote, the fence is shabby, now completely is destroyed by Luo Li Senior Brother. Thinks that Luo Li Senior Brother drops from the clouds, the overbearing incomparable imposing manner, Zuo Mo now also the somewhat palpitation.
Well, Zuo Mo stops the footsteps suddenly, bends down to pick up a thing.
Pink small paper crane, is only whiter than paper crane to be smaller Zuo Mo that is very fine. This is the small thousand cranes, passes on the book to send word to use. However this gadget, the speed was inferior that flying sword passes on the book fast, especially is away from is slightly farther, uses not to be very convenient, therefore the user mostly is some Golden Core Stage following Cultivator.
Runs up to oneself this?
Zuo Mo disassembles pink small thousand cranes gratefully, immediately is suddenly enlighted, originally this is one makes a vow the small thousand cranes.
Long ago, Cultivator when breaking void, sought for New Territories, often will encounter the danger to be stranded. Been stranded Cultivator after the discovery is incapable of escaping, will then write own wish and seeking help information on the small thousand cranes, optional releasing for flight. Without the mark to mark, nobody knows where these small thousand cranes will fly. But the Cultivator life is long, even if were stranded, the luck good also to support not the short time.
When the first case after making a vow the small thousand crane rescued instances appears, made a vow the small thousand cranes to be all the rage Cultivator immediately. With the lapse of time, this also becomes some female Cultivator dispels boredom the game of mood. They will write their mood in making a vow on the small thousand cranes, releases for flight at will, but has left behind the mark above. Ascends to be able to depend upon the above mark, lets make a vow the small thousand cranes to fly back to their hands.
What has compared with unable to guess, the wonderful fate to make the young girl palpitate with excitement?
Zuo Mo is unable to understand that this behavior, in his heart, has Crystal Stone, Spirit Grain and Cultivate, the romantic this type of illusory luxurious thing he may the least bit not have.
Disassembles the small thousand cranes, reveals several rows of beautiful handwriting.
„ How hope
At the back of luggage
A person roams about
In the place of nobody
Snort song
Sunning ”
Moaned without being ill, in the Zuo Mo heart cold snort, gave him to think the most accurate evaluation. What a pity, has wasted such good stationery. Although does not know that this is any paper, but looks at the quality of material, at least is not lower than third-grade.
Makes the small thousand cranes with the third-grade stationery, this is the make the blood boil waste.
After the stationery has used, then cannot use again, is really regrettable, Zuo Mo such as thinks.
Is preparing to rub one group the pink / white notepaper on hand, he stops the movement suddenly, unemotionally tilts the head. Thinks that he runs toward the room.
Crashes in the room, looks all around, immediately found the thing that he wants.
Bright red thick cinnabar, a weasel-hair writing brush.
Speaking of the weasel-hair writing brush, full ferment cinnabar, shook the wrist to sway, forms a coherent whole to write down two characters.
„Fool”.
Looks that almost occupies the bright red desire of whole piece pink / white notepaper to drop, the extremely full two large characters, Zuo Mo laughs, in heart self-satisfied extremely.
His life intense enrichment, crosses laboriously, simply does not have the time to go very sentimentally. He fully realizes the difficulty of survival, around him, everyone to go on living, for family and for next generation going all out effort, like Old Black. Although painstakingly is very very tired, but he not repugnant such life, on the contrary, he thought that this is the life.
Moaned without being ill, only then these life leisurely and carefree have not gone forward the power person to have, Zuo Mo despised this kind of person from the heart.
Happy he, snort folk song, while exchanges the small thousand cranes the pink / white notepaper again.
„Whose fool whose fool, your fool your fool......”
On the small thousand cranes leaves leeway the mark of master, Zuo Mo instills into spiritual power after it, toward airborne loses conveniently.
Pink small thousand cranes are fanning it small wing, vanishes in the sky.
The Zuo Mo mood becomes extraordinary good, his interest abundant cleaned up the courtyard lithely, the under foot several points.
The restriction prepare, passes noontime, he has eaten a thing carelessly, then honestly sits in meditation to quiet room.
Ordinary outer sect disciple(s) will little spend these many time on sitting in meditation, with practicing compared with spell, sits in meditation to increase cultivates to not have the performance-to-price ratio.
Zuo Mo actually persists in spending two double hour to use on every day sitting in meditation. After discovering quiet room Spirit Vein, he spends every day on sitting in meditation the time is longer. Cultivates for is basic, this is the truth that each Cultivator understands. One have the Spirit Vein superiority, what although studies is the most common heart law, but the effect is also quite splendid.
The rank of Cultivator is stern, he realizes profoundly incomparable. If he can Foundation Establishment succeed, even if he is outer sect disciple(s), Hao Min and Luo Li do not dare so to treat itself decidedly. Foundation Establishment is a watershed, it will decide your living qualities directly.
To obtain the happy life, only then constantly enhances own strength.
His sits, is three double hour, when he opens the eye, in the pupil completely is the happy expression.
Qi Refine Stage eighth!
Studies the heart law relentlessly, finally brings the repayment to him, he cultivates eighth!
Qi Refine Stage eighth cultivation is, takes a broad view at entire Void Sword Sect outer sect disciple(s), can enter first three absolutely.
He stretches out the finger, transports spell darkly, misty Aged Gold Energy Tip appears periphery he points. Repaired for on a stair, the spell utilization has compared to before, was much more relaxed. Excited Zuo Mo extremely, starts to release 【Little Art of Cloud and Rain】.
Displays, he felt immediately differently. Speed of moisture collection was faster than on many before, the fine rain also looked like the silver wire to be continuous, some never had the experience made him savor long time.
Suddenly thinks of the medicine field, he awakens fiercely, crawls hastily, runs out of the courtyard.
The one breath runs up to Cold Mist Valley, the air/Qi without enough time breathes heavily, then starts to release 【Little Art of Cloud and Rain】, Until all Shi Yu, the heart tight dangerous that stone falls to the ground.
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