Martial arts become gods

Chapter 142 Four Star Martial Artist
"Xiao En, help me keep watch!" After confessing, Mo Xian took out a piece of Yunling Stone and greedily absorbed it.

Just kidding, he has lost more than half of the low-grade Yun Lingshi before he has used it at all. If he continues to be exploited by Xiao En half, half, and half, he may not even have to drink the soup.

Due to the lightning mark and the god-level exercise Taiyan Tianji Jue, Mo Xian absorbs energy faster than ordinary warriors.Therefore, this low-grade spirit stone, which was enough for other people to practice for several days, faded rapidly in Mo Xian's hands almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As a result, his cultivation speed is also many times happier than that of ordinary people.

After one spirit stone was completely absorbed, Mo Xian immediately took out the second, then the third...the fourth...

Xiao En seemed to be greedy for watching, and from time to time he would look for a tree vine deep in the low-grade Yunling stone in Mo Xian's hand, but when he was about to touch it, he pulled it back like lightning.

"Hey, if this goes on, when will I grow up? Why do I have to follow such a poor ghost!" Xiao En sighed, as if lamenting that he was unkind to others.

The night passed quickly, and after absorbing more than a dozen low-grade spirit stones, Mo Xian's strength had improved a lot. It seemed that he was not too far away from a four-star martial artist, and he was on the verge of breaking through.

At dawn, Mo Xian got up suddenly, pulled out the broken dragon sword stuck aside, and danced it quickly, bringing out dense sword shadows.

This lasted for about a cup of tea, and his fast-moving figure suddenly stopped, and all the sword light disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

"This low-grade spirit stone is really good. It seems that we have to find a way to make more!" Mo Xian had a look of surprise on his face. This night's practice alone is probably equivalent to several months for others. Such a speed If he continued, he would definitely catch up to Wang Yan.

He looked at Xiao En on the side, the latter seemed to be dry and shriveled, but Mo Xian was not worried, this was how the latter slept.

After he selected a huge boulder, he began to contact Zhan Gang Sword Art again, and a gust of wind suddenly rose around him.

After I don't know how many times I swung, Mo Xian's arm was already a little sore.

"It's not enough!" But he didn't stop, still dancing crazily, his character is like this, once he decides to do something, he must do his best.

As the sun rises, the bottom of the valley gets hotter.

Sweat had soaked Mo Xian's whole body, but he still didn't stop. After taking off his coat, he immediately started to practice.

From sunrise to sunset, he finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground as if falling apart.

He couldn't stop panting heavily, and the muscles all over his body were extremely sore, as if there were thousands of ants wriggling in his flesh and blood, it was indescribably uncomfortable.

Extreme exhaustion made him unable to even move his little finger, and he just wanted to sleep to death in the sunset.

However, he still sat up abruptly, because this is the best time for cultivation.

He took out two low-grade spirit stones, and then put another one in his mouth, just to save time.

"This guy is really desperate!" Xiao En on the side was stunned, and he, who originally wanted to chat with Mo Xian, closed his mouth wisely.

In this way, Mo Xian spent two days at the bottom of the valley.

In the early morning of the third day, before the sun hit the bottom of the valley, a faint halo suddenly appeared on Mo Xian's body, and the three low-grade spirit stones on his hands and mouth that still had more than half of their energy suddenly disappeared. Starts dimming quickly and ends up in nothingness in a very short time.

Mo Xian's aura changed at this moment, reaching the level of a four-star martial artist.

He suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up suddenly, and raised his head to the sky with a long cry: "Sweet!"

Xiao En, who was sluggish at the side, suddenly regained his vitality, and the branches all over his body trembled, as if he thought there was something sudden.

When it realized that it was Mo Xian, it immediately said dissatisfied: "Look at your complacency, you are so useless, now that guy named Wang Yan can still crush you to death like an ant!"

"Tch, you plant will never understand what is the refreshing feeling after breaking through!" Mo Xian laughed.

"Who says I don't understand? It's not because of you. Every time I grow up, I feel refreshed, but you give me something to eat!" Xiao En said very dissatisfied.

"Uh, you pretend I didn't say anything!" Mo Xian immediately fled to the side, took out the Remnant Dragon Sword and began to practice.

After the breakthrough, the Zhan Gang Sword Art seems to be much smoother, and it already looks like a small success.

With a loud shout, he chose a huge stone and suddenly smashed it.

The strong Yuan force exploded in an instant, and the huge boulder fell apart in an instant, blasting into countless pieces.

……

On the edge of a cliff, a dusty thing suddenly appeared, which could be vaguely identified as a person.

"Damn it, I finally climbed up!" The man cursed loudly, then climbed up from the cliff, shaking his head to shake the dust off his body, and asked you to remove all kinds of vines and leaves wrapped around his head. An extremely young face was revealed, and it was indeed Mo Xian.

"You are simply oppressing children. If you were with us, you would be punished with a whip!" Xiao En said righteously. At this moment, it seemed to have melted, and it limply stuck to the ground.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Mo Xian threw out a Yun Lingshi directly.

Then Xiao En immediately came to the spirit, a tree vine quickly grabbed the Yun Lingshi, and then greedily absorbed it.

After resting for a while, Mo Xian immediately rushed towards Taichu Academy.

……

"Brother Mo, you are back!"

As soon as he entered Tongmeng's garrison, Sun Zicong rushed forward.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xian asked curiously.

"You're miserable. You just disappeared after you came back from practice, and you didn't go to class. Teacher Shen Wei was furious! Wait..." Sun Zicong said, suddenly paused, and then walked around Mo Xian twice, looking up and down. : "Strange, it's only been a few days, and your strength seems to have changed again!"

Although he couldn't be sure, Sun Zicong could feel a certain change in Mo Xian.

"Stop talking nonsense, what's going on?" Mo Xian said angrily.

"I don't know, anyway, Teacher Shen Wei looks very angry, telling you to go to her immediately after you come." Sun Zicong spread his hands and said.

"Okay!" Mo Xian nodded, before his buttocks warmed up, he went out to Shen Wei's room again.

"Hey, what do you think Brother Mo is doing? It's been so long since you came back." Everyone gathered next to Sun Zicong and said.

"No mistake, Brother Mo must have gone to double cultivation, otherwise how could it be so fast!" Sun Zicong said with a look of envy on his face, it was double cultivation, but his grandson Zicong had never tried it.

"So that's how it is!" Hearing this, everyone nodded in understanding, with expressions all over their faces.

(End of this chapter)