Gods and Immortals

() Mo Xuan was stunned, "What do I want this for?"

The High Priest of the Flame Spider looked flat, "Why do I only want you to want this thing? I can only divination that you need this thing."

"It's like it's going to rain, and I can predict it. Is it possible that where this cloud came from, I can also predict it?" Flame Spider snorted, "Unless the divination is done again for the origin of this cloud, Otherwise, it would be the same as wanting to know why you need this thing, it would be meaningless..."

When Mo Xuan heard it, it was true.

For many things, it is enough to know what the result is. For example, if you guess the items under those clay pots, if you really let yourself guess who put them in, then it will be over.

"My mysterious reward here is to find what you need most right now." The Flame Spider looked at the Fire Python Demon Pellet with some pain, and said reluctantly: "This long worm was considered a close friend with me before he was alive, and now he keeps this Yaodan loses Jing Yuan every year, it would be better to play a role for you."

Mo Xuan was speechless, let alone why he needed this thing.The spider took out the demon pill of his former friend, just like after Feng Wuyi died, he kept his skull all the time, and one day he would pass it on to his younger generation and say, take it, it’s useless for me to keep it, this thing can be smashed Walnut.

Mo Xuan squeezed the Fire Python Demon Pill, feeling very embarrassed.

"Miss Luo..." Yan Zhu called softly.

The girl took a step forward, and the Flame Spider took out a chisel from behind, "You are already a wizard, old woman, I naturally cannot accept you into the family, and I am powerless to do what you want to do, so I will give you this chisel." You, in the future, if there is a great witch who uses my flame spider's nails, it will be considered as a face for my flame spider..."

The girl took the chisel nail respectfully and thanked Yan Spider.

Mo Xuan glanced at the girl. From just now until now, he has forgot to ask the girl's name.

"Okay, you guys go back." After the Flame Spider finished speaking, she looked a little tired, got up slowly, and walked towards the inner room.

Mo Xuan and the girl each took their own things, turned around and left the courtyard.

Bu was waiting at the door. When he saw the two people coming out, he didn't say anything, and took them directly back to the training camp.

……

When we arrived at the camp, it was almost evening, and Ba Xiang was sitting among many students bored, telling them about the group arena match at the end of the training camp.

"There are also rewards for this group arena, but this kind of reward is different from the reward for passing the priest test." Ba Xiang gestured with the simple glove in his hand, "In the end of the group arena, the competition will be based on your ranking. Rankings, different equipment rewards. The equipment at that time was different from the rags I have now. At that time, there would be bronze gloves mixed with silver, and bronze gloves mixed with gold. Meteorite's bronze gauntlet."

"The weight and hardness of these gloves are completely incomparable to the broken gloves issued in the training camp." Ba Xiang raised his eyebrows and said, "If you can enter the Yin Shang army, you will meet many high-ranking generals. Some of them even wear gloves mixed with various fairy-level essences, with that kind of strength, not only can they fight hand-to-hand as warriors, but they can also exert the power of the attributes in the kung fu with the greatest intensity!"

As soon as he heard the exercises, Mo Xuan felt a little depressed.

Shi Binglong, who has been practicing for 20 years, can't visualize life and death, but now there is an extra talisman occupying the place of visualization, and he doesn't know what it is, whether it is beneficial or harmful to him.

Seeing that the two of them had returned, Ba Xiang said to the crowd: "Okay, today I let you slack off again. Now that everyone is here, I will tell you about the next lesson."

"The third round of tests required by the academy will be held three days before the graduation ring of the training camp. There are still more than 20 days left, and you only have two classes." Ba Xiang glanced at the crowd, "One is strength Training class! One is a combat skill class!"

"Zi Wang, there are dozens of other priests who have failed the test at all. After the meeting is disbanded, I will wait for Priest Li Si to teach you priest etiquette. Don't run around!" Ba Xiang suddenly thought of something, and pointed at the person next to Mo Xuan. The girl introduced loudly to everyone: "This classmate, named Luo Wen, is also a witch just like me, so she doesn't have to attend the combat skills class."

After all, Ba Xiang glanced at Luo Wen's thin body, "Forget it, she can skip the strength training class!"

For Luo Wen's privilege, many students did not protest unprecedentedly.

Because they all saw that Luo Wen was not only talented as a priest, but could even perform fairy arts.Even if it is placed outside, it is still a very powerful Wu Zheng. There is no need to start from scratch like them, and to train any strength and fighting skills.

"Okay, disband! Give me a hard time when you go back, your hard days are coming tomorrow!" Ba Xiang laughed wildly, turned his head and left.

Many students went back to their dorms with their heads downcast and mournful voices.

Ziwang pulled Feng Wuyi, his face full of innocence and reluctance, Feng Wuyi comforted him, "Go, you won't die, listen to the priest's lecture, maybe you will have better luck next time."

Ziwang looked confused, he still couldn't figure out why he didn't get any of them.

The girl stood beside Mo Xuan, and the two of them were speechless for a while.

The girl smiled slightly, and said to Mo Xuan: "I wanted to tell you earlier, but there were too many things, so I forgot."

A smile curled up on the corner of Mo Xuan's mouth, "My name is Mo Xuan."

Just as Luo Wen was about to speak, Feng Wuyi dropped his innocent face and came running staggeringly, "My name is Feng Wuyi, my name is Feng Wuyi..."

Luo Wen smiled and nodded towards Feng Wuhui, with an ethereal and graceful expression, rolled up her white gauze sleeves, turned and left.

Feng Wuyi stood beside Mo Xuan, full of regret, "Why does this girl talk to you like a teenage girl, but when she talks to me, she looks like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks..."

Mo Xuan looked at Feng Wuyi not far behind, a pair of big eyes were looming in the forest, the sharpness of his eyes could almost stab Feng Wuyi into a hornet's nest.

"I think it's better for you not to think about it, and look back, your goddess is here..." After Mo Xuan finished speaking, his face was serious, and he withdrew a full ten meters away, keeping a complete distance from Feng Wuyi.

When Feng Wuyi turned his head, Jiang Huayang's fiery red dress fluttered like a ball of flames, burning toward Feng Wuyi.

"Feng Wuyi!" Jiang Huayang pulled out the red silk from his waist, his voice resounded through the sky, "Stop!"

Mo Xuan could see that Feng Wuyi's feet were soft, and he almost didn't sit on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuyi grabbed his limp legs, turned his head and ran!

Jiang Huayang shook the red silk with his hands, and Mo Xuan almost sat on the ground in shock.

Seeing that the red silk in Jiang Huayang's hand was actually burning, she held the flaming red silk with both hands, and threw it towards Feng Wuwu without moving.Feng Wuyi turned his head to look, and was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

"I was wrong! Goddess Jiang, I was wrong!" Feng Wuyi's cry resounded throughout the training camp, and countless students rushed out, watching Jiang Huayang's mighty shaking of the flaming red silk, and the slightest flame shot towards Feng Wuyi, forcing He kept dodging like dancing.

Ba Xiang half leaned against the window of the attic, looked at the two of them, and laughed.

Mo Xuan grinned, touched the Fire Python Demon Pill in his hand, and returned to his residence.

……

After returning to the residence, Mo Xuan ate a pot of bland stewed meat, put on his fists, picked up two hens that had been cleaned indiscriminately, and quietly left the residence.

These hens were the victims of Feng Wuyi's bloodletting and painting just now. Ziwang didn't want to waste food, so he cleaned up the hens and hung them up for barbecue.Mo Xuan really couldn't stand the monotonous and tasteless menu of the Shang Dynasty, so he prepared some salt himself, and planned to cook a roast chicken for dinner.

After leaving the gate of the house, Mo Xuan hurried to the training ground with ease.

This is an open field in the training camp, and there are many clay dummies in the field.These clays are different from the clays that Mo Xuan's later generations came into contact with.These clays are extremely tough, like when the students smashed them down with more than 40 kilograms of gloves, they would leave a very shallow mark at most, and these clays can recover by themselves, no matter what they are beaten on the first day, they will not be beaten on the first day. Recoverable in two days, it is an excellent material for strength training.

After entering the arena, Mo Xuan took off his short robe and hung it aside, revealing his tough and strong upper body, then put on his fist gloves and squeezed them in his hands.

Now he is one step faster than others in terms of cultivation.

Although I don't know how to visualize the talisman in the Brahma chakra, but the energy that has already begun to accumulate is perfect for exercising the body.

Blindly meditating and cultivating, what wizards and priests did at that time.They need to use their Yuanli on their spirits and perform fairy arts.

But warriors are different. When warriors practice Yuanli, they will have a solid foundation of internal strength.But the physical body can't keep up with the accumulation of energy, maybe a powerful move is hit, and the enemy is not injured, and the body will be crippled first.

And more importantly, warriors who are just getting started usually separate the practice of the seven rounds and the practice of the physical body.For example, by exercising purely during the day to strengthen the body, and at night, focusing on practicing the seven rounds and accumulating energy.

This is just a practice method when you are just getting started, and you are afraid that novices will make mistakes.

In fact, after gaining experience, take out half of the Yuanli obtained from cultivation, and temper the body through moves that release Yuanli. Not only the effect is better, but also the body can adapt to the moves that contain Yuanli faster.

Mo Xuan's 20-year battle in his previous life was not for nothing. He was very familiar with the routine of using Yuanli to temper his body.Therefore, Mo Xuan didn't plan to wait for Ba Xiang to arrange training. He trained overnight and squandered all the energy he cultivated last night to lay a solid foundation for his body. This is the most important thing for a warrior to cultivate.

Twilight is getting late, and the moon is rising.

The academies in the training camp went to bed early to prepare for tomorrow's training.There was no one around, and it was extremely quiet.

Mo Xuan clenched his fists with both hands, and the huge iron-clad gauntlets were almost as big as half his body.

"My current body can't take it anymore, let me give you a thousand straight punches first." Mo Xuan pondered, using the posture he had trained in his previous life, punching the clay dummy one after another.