Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 305 Fengming Sword

Facing the worries of Jiang Yao and others, Chen Mo didn't explain anything, just smiled and said: "You will know when the results come out!"

Jiang Yao and others didn't believe Chen Mo's words at all. No matter how powerful a genius is, it is impossible to answer the test paper in 10 minutes, not even the invigilator.

But since Chen Mo didn't want to talk about it, they couldn't ask. They could only tell Chen Mo to take the exam seriously, and never give up on himself until the last moment.

Chen Mo was a little helpless, but he couldn't refuse the kindness of several people, so he could only accept the kindness of everyone aggrieved.

However, in the following exams, Chen Mo handed in the papers 10 minutes after entering the exam room, and this was the case for two consecutive days.

All the students were stunned, and almost everyone concluded that Chen Mo definitely gave up the exam!

And this time, in order to avoid trouble, Chen Mo simply hid after the exam, so that Jiang Yao and others could not find him.

After the two-day exam, Chen Mo went back directly to Yangui Lake Villa. There were still a few days before the results were released, which was almost enough for him to absorb the remaining innate spiritual roots and cultivate the Muxing Body to Dzogchen.

Half an hour after Chen Mo returned to Yangui Lake Villa, the last exam was over.

After the students came out, they didn't deliberately look for Chen Mo's figure. They seemed to be used to Chen Mo disappearing after the exam.

However, even if Chen Mo is not around, some things are still unavoidable.

Zhang Qiang quietly stood beside Zheng Xiuli, and asked in a low voice: "Squad monitor, this trash Chen Mo obviously gave up the exam, if he dare not come on the day when the results are due, what shall we do?"

Zheng Xiuli wasn't worried at all, and sneered, "Don't worry, it's just right if he doesn't come, so we can say whatever we want. At that time, he will be the one to be ashamed!"

"Yes, if he doesn't come, let's say he is afraid of losing and dare not come!" Zhang Qiang sneered sinisterly.

Zheng Yuanhao came out of the examination room, looked up at the sky, and his face regained the brilliance of self-confidence in the past. He felt that the air today was particularly fresh, which made him feel good.

"Chen Mo, you lost!" Zheng Yuanhao showed a relieved smile.

"It doesn't matter whether you are Master Chen or a legendary martial artist, but those are not the duties of a student. As a high school student, if you fail the college entrance examination, you are still the famous martial artist in Wuzhou." All high school crap!"

Human beings are sometimes very contradictory beings.

People like Zheng Xiuli and Zheng Yuanhao, in normal times, always regard their prominent family background as a bargaining chip to be superior to others.

However, when their family background is not as good as others, they will put aside their family background and compare their strengths with others' weaknesses. After winning, they will be complacent and feel that they have finally defeated their opponents.

In the previous life, when Chen Mo concealed his identity and was just an ordinary student, Zheng Yuanhao and others used their family background to suppress Chen Mo everywhere.Now that Chen Mo has become the respected Master Chen, Zheng Yuanhao and others began to compare their academic performance with Chen Mo again.

Just like a sentence: When I reason with you, you play hooligans with me.When I was playing hooligans with you, you started to reason with me again.

I really don't know what these people think?

Chen Mo retreated for the seventh day.

On the rooftop, a blue light shot straight into the sky.

A strong breath of life pervaded the entire Yangui Lake Villa.

Under Chen Molu's outer skin, he could see two streams of cyan and golden rays of light flowing slowly. This is the manifestation of the golden body and the wooden body that have cultivated to Dzogchen.

It's just that Chen Mo still sat there with his eyes closed, as if he hadn't finished his training yet.

Suddenly, a powerful breath erupted from Chen Mo's body.

However, this breath came and went quickly, and it was fleeting.

At this moment, Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes, and a look of worry flashed across his face: "The power of the innate spiritual root is really strong, and I almost couldn't control it, and went directly to the sixth level of condensed energy. Fortunately, I controlled it at the last moment!"

In his previous life, Chen Mo suffered from the rapid progress of his cultivation. In his later cultivation, he felt that his foundation was not stable.

This time, Chen Mo decided to fight steadily, try to polish every realm to the great perfection, step by step, hoping to go further on the road of cultivating immortality.

"Teacher Wang hasn't called yet, and the results of the college entrance examination should not come out yet. I promised Jiang Heshan that after finishing the matter here, I will serve in the Shenying Special Forces. First, I will refine the sword that I promised Yan Qingcheng."

Chen Mo took out the half of the human immortal bone. The last time he refined it, he only had the strength of the fourth level of condensed energy. It was very difficult to refine the human immortal bone.

This time, Chen Mo is at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. If he hadn't deliberately controlled it, he might have broken through to the sixth level of Qi Condensation.

In the realm of cultivating immortals, every time a level is raised, the strength is a qualitative leap.

Now, Chen Mo felt that he should be able to refine that immortal bone.

With a thought, half of the immortal bone, as white as jade, appeared in front of Chen Mo, suspended in midair.

Chen Mo's face was serious, and he kept pinching out complicated seal formulas with both hands, and it took a full 10 minutes to complete the arrangement.

"I use the Beimingli Fire Formation to refine it, this time it must be successful."

A white rootless fire strangely wrapped the half of the immortal bone, burning gently.

The flame looked weird and seemed harmless.However, the surrounding air has strong folds, which proves that the temperature of the flame is much higher than that of ordinary flames.

From dusk to late night, and to dawn, Chen Mo kept refining. If it wasn't for his breakthrough in cultivation, he might not be able to sustain it at all.

It wasn't until noon the next day that the Immortal Bone was finally refined.And Chen Mo's face was slightly pale, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously exhausted.

However, Chen Mo still didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, and took out every rare material from the storage ring, and added it to the silvery liquid formed from the human immortal's bone.

After another half an hour, a three-foot-long sword as thin as a cicada's wing took shape.

"Yan Qingcheng, drop your blood in it!" Chen Mo shouted from the air, his figure shaking endlessly.

Yan Qingcheng and Sangsang rushed out from the room below, looking at the terrifying sword in front of Chen Mo, Yan Qingcheng had a hint of joy in his eyes.

Yan Qingcheng was so generous that he cut his wrist directly, and a bright red blood sword shot into the precious sword.

Loud!
There was a crisp phoenix cry from the sword, and a phantom of a fire phoenix spreading its wings merged into the sword body, and the sword took shape instantly.

A blood-red long sword as thin as a cicada's wing was held in Chen Mo's hand.

Looking at the treasured sword in front of him, Chen Mo showed a smile as if he was relieved from a heavy burden: "It's the first time I've refined a weapon on earth, and it's actually able to reach a medium-grade magic weapon, and the effect is not bad!"

"Since you have been endowed with the blood essence of Tianfeng's bloodline, and when you become a sword, you have Fengming sword, so let's call you Fengming Sword!"

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he waved his hand and threw Fengming Sword to Yan Qingcheng below.

"This sword is enough for you to use for a while, take it and try its power!"

Yan Qingcheng took the sword, her face was full of joy, and she caressed the blade lightly, and there was a feeling of blood connection, as if the sword was a part of her body.

"Fengming sword!" Yan Qingcheng murmured to herself, overjoyed.

"Feng dance nine days!"

Yan Qingcheng was delighted to see Liexin, and instantly used the Tianfeng Sword Art, transforming into a fire phoenix, soaring into the sky.

(End of this chapter)