After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 70

If he wanted to increase his luck, Song Jingmo could no longer stay in the Zongmen Spiritual Realm.

Joining the Qingling Sect has greatly increased her luck, which also means that she has chosen the right sect.

If there is no need for luck, Song Jingmo can even quietly cultivate to the Lingdi level relying on the cultivation resources of the sect.

"Little junior sister's current cultivation level has improved a lot compared to when she first entered the sect. The head of the sect has not been in seclusion for a long time this time. Little junior sister can ask the head master for his opinion before making a decision." Nan Tao knew that Song Jingmo had something important to do, and she didn't want to stop it in her private heart, she just remembered what Yin Zhihua told her before she retreated, and she couldn't just let him go out.

The cultivation base of Lingzun is indeed enough in the Beixuan Territory.

But which domain is not hidden dragon and crouching tiger?

The water is deep everywhere.

Those who don't understand water will either fall into it and drown, or avoid it from a distance, and don't think about getting close.

I often walk by the water, without wet shoes.

Song Jingmo couldn't leave the sect for a short period of time, and Elder Teng personally guarded the entrance to the spiritual realm, so he had no choice but to suppress his agitation and follow the training plan set for her by the senior sister in charge.

This training plan is very good. Considering that Song Jingmo is not good at close combat, her daily training task is set to fight against a senior brother or sister.

The battle in the training mission is not like the last time Zongmen Xiaobi can release water.

They all know that there are many benefits to doing according to the requirements of the training tasks. Each of them protects their shortcomings tightly and hopes that their brothers and sisters from the same sect can become a pair of training tools who can challenge millions of Qing Lingzong disciples. Afterwards, Du Le cheerfully put aside the unfinished training tasks at hand, and fully cooperated with the training needs of the little junior sister.

There are only a few of my own training tasks, and they are still repetitive and boring training tasks completed by myself.If you don't do it for a day or two, just find time to make up for the amount of training.

Still, the opportunity to help the little junior sister is even rarer.

Song Jingmo didn't expect that his brothers and sisters would be so enthusiastic about being his training partner. They practiced in pairs according to the training plan every day, because they didn't have enough spiritual power to warm up their bodies, and their bodies became much stronger, and their spiritual power levels dropped. Jumped a small level in one fell swoop.

If you go out, you will be a strong spirit-level powerhouse without any moisture.

The strong are respected, and only when one has attained the cultivation level of a spiritual master can one have the capital to be looked at seriously when walking on the continent of spiritual cultivation.

Below the Lingzun, no matter how radiant a genius spiritual master is, if he offends a higher-level spiritual master, it is common to kill him casually.

A genius healer has a background, and if someone is willing to go to trouble with a spiritual practice, that will not bring back the person who has passed away.

Song Jingmo, who has a certain understanding of the rules of survival in the Xiuling Continent, knows that when walking outside, he must remember to make a fortune in silence, and must not show off even if he is ignorant.

Even if the strength is not as good as your own, you have to carefully understand the opponent's background and weigh the pros and cons before deciding whether to make a move.

Acting too quickly will lead to death, and the gain outweighs the harm.

She prefers to make a fortune in silence, and sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

"I don't know how Buyu is doing now." Song Jingmo finished his one-night practice, and when he washed his face with water, he remembered that Buyu was preparing to transform into a form.

In her memory, unexpectedly, it was still that plump little white tiger cub.

During the time when she closed and opened her eyes, the little tiger cub was about to turn into a human, and she missed many things.

"I shouldn't miss it again."

Learning from a pitfall, Song Jingmo is sure that he will not be so reckless again in the future.

Confidence comes from the new resident in the sea of ​​knowledge - Mo Tuan.

The black and white dumpling was not very old, and spent more time sleeping in the inheritance space. It had been sleeping for nearly ten thousand years before waking up this time.

Song Jingmo deduced the current situation of his clan from the few words of Mo Tuan.

For nearly [-] years, no newborn cubs entered the inheritance space through the inheritance stone tablet in the clan field to accept the inheritance, and the crisis in the spiritual cultivation continent [-] years ago... It is very likely that there is only one seedling left in the clan.

Motuan sleeps in the sea of ​​consciousness all day long, and has no time to think about this or that.

As long as it slows down, it is only a matter of time before it discovers the fact that the race it wants to protect has perished.

Song Jingmo patted his face, interrupting his thoughts.

That's all for the future, the most important thing right now is to do what you can do.

It's no use worrying, and it's no use thinking too much.

The Zongmen's dining hall became a decoration during Song Jingmo's coma. The disciples of Qingling Sect counted the days every day and ate Bigu Dan with different tastes, which saved a lot of time for cultivation.

Now all the disciples have the lowest level of spiritual masters.

Song Jingmo's cultivation base and cultivation speed are still inconspicuous.

Thinking of this, Song Jingmo rarely smiled.

During this period of time, several senior brothers and sisters worked hard to accompany her to practice, and there is no training task today, so why not see what dishes are available and make breakfast by hand.

I have also eaten Bigu Dan for a long time, and I almost forgot that the happiness of eating ordinary food is incomparable to the simple and easy one-day Bigu Dan.

There is no choice to eat Bigu Dan. The only thing that can give you some comfort is that you can choose the taste of Bigu Dan.

Song Jingmo turned to the vegetable field, saw the rows of radish tassels in the morning light with the dewdrops condensed from the green leaves, showing a small expression of doubting life.

If she remembered correctly, she once thought about organizing this spiritual field. At that time, she wanted to deal with the radishes first, then level the land, and plan to plant different types of fruits and vegetables in blocks.

Now it is indeed planted in blocks.

But the entire spiritual field was planted with radishes.

They are planted neatly, row by row, and the heights of radishes are even almost the same.

To be honest, she doesn't like to eat radishes herself. If there are so many radishes, if she has to cook them all, Song Jingmo would rather get rid of the radish growers first.

The two senior brothers who got up early to serve the radishes saw Song Jingmo from a distance, and greeted her with a loud voice from a long distance away.

"Good morning, Junior Sister—"

"Are you going to make carrots today?"

"It's been a long time since I ate carrots, but I'm so hungry—"

Song Jing Mo's face was stiff, he didn't really want to admit that the person who was greedy for a radish was his senior brother.

Especially when he is sure that there are definitely others among his senior brothers and sisters who are thinking about the food made of radish.

The more she looked at this well-served radish, the more uncomfortable she felt.

"Brother, quickly pull out these radishes, I'm going to deal with all these radishes today."

If she keeps these radishes here, she is afraid that she will become a radish.

The two senior brothers cooperated tacitly and did not call other people to help. They pulled out the radishes one by one in a sexual manner. Song Jingmo pulled out one by himself in the past and found that the radish was very easy to pull out. Pulling out the radish was even kind Decompression.

(End of this chapter)