Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

However, He Zhilan continued: "I'm saying, do you really want to learn the 1: 3 needle technique?"

"Ugh …"

Hearing that, Chu Mo was startled, he immediately waved his hand, and said: "I'm joking, this technique is obviously extremely valuable, it must be one of the He family's secret techniques, I was just casually saying it."

"No, it's not a secret skill!"

He Zhilan shook his head, and said: "In truth, if you were willing to learn this technique, my He family might even thank you!"

"Ah?" "What's the situation?"

Chu Mo was truly stunned this time: What kind of new plan is this?

Looking at the dazed Chu Mo, He Zhilan said nothing further. She pulled him up and started walking out of the courtyard, saying, "Follow me, and you'll find out!"

Chu Mo felt helpless, and could only follow behind He Zhilan. However, he did not dare let Young girls hold his hand like that, otherwise, he would definitely be beaten up by the other Residence of He s who liked to hold He Zhilan's hand. The most important thing was, if the image of him holding Ning Xingyu's hand was transmitted over, Chu Mo would probably die a miserable death.

The biggest living thing!

Chu Mo very naturally broke free from He Zhilan's grasp, and silently heaved a sigh of relief.

The two of them continued onward, and after passing through a few corridors, they arrived at a Martial Arts Practice Field.

At this time, there was a young man from a cultivating diligently. When they saw He Zhilan and Chu Mo, they subconsciously stopped and paid attention to the two.

Of course, the person people saw the most was still the Heavenly Immortal He Zhilan. As for Chu Mo, the shxt ball, it had only been accidentally swept away by his passing gaze.

He Zhilan brought Chu Mo through the Martial Arts Practice Field and arrived in front of a piece of stele.

There were no inscriptions on the stele s, only countless needle-like marks carved on them.

This stele is so plain and simple!

"Here!"

He Zhilan pointed at the stele, and indicated towards Chu Mo.

Chu Mo was startled, he stared at the stele for a long time, but he still couldn't understand, and asked: "What?"

He Zhilan said: "Didn't you want to learn the Mental Power Skills that I just displayed? This stele is it! "

Chu Mo pointed at the stele in disbelief, his mouth wide open as he asked: "It?"

He Zhilan nodded seriously, and said: "If you use the spiritual force to explore, you will understand!"

Hearing that, Chu Mo took out a strand of spiritual force, like a tentacle, and lightly touched the stele.

"Buzz!"

Immediately, Chu Mo felt his sea of consciousness tremble, then he felt that his consciousness seemed to have left his body and suddenly appeared in a foreign space.

This entire space was a sandy yellow, and looked exactly the same as the color of the stele s!

"Could it be that this is the space inside the stele?"

Chu Mo observed his surroundings and started to suspect, thinking, "Didn't He Zhilan say that there is a Mental Power Skills inside? "Where is it?"

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly exploded in the air.

Chu Mo looked towards the source of the sound and saw a thin needle whistling through the air towards him. It pierced through the air and shattered the void, looking incomparably domineering.

"This is it!"

Seeing the needle, Chu Mo knew that the technique had appeared. He did not even dare blink!

The thin needle flew very fast, but was very far away, so after a long time, it still did not reach Chu Mo's front.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the needle split open from one to three, forming a shape that whistled through the air.

"With one into three, that should be the case!"

Chu Mo earnestly tried to feel the changes in the three slender needles and slowly comprehended the core of the Mental Power Skills. A smile emerged on his face.

"So that's how it is. It's not that difficult!"

Thinking about it this way, Chu Mo felt that he had already succeeded, and was preparing to withdraw his spiritual force and leave this space.

"Kacha!" "Crack!" "Ka-cha!"

However, just as Chu Mo was about to leave, another three crisp sounds exploded.

Immediately after, Chu Mo was shocked to see the three needles split open again. From one to three, from three to nine, nine thinner spiritual force needles appeared.

Immediately, Chu Mo who was in the body of his consciousness trembled, his brows knitted deeply as he felt the fluctuations of the nine needles with a serious expression on his face.

"Kacha!" "Crack!"

However, before Chu Mo's smile could fade, a clear sound came out again. Under a detailed count, there were a total of nine.

Nine thin needles cracked. One split into nine, ninety-nine eighty-one!

All of a sudden, 81 thin needles flew towards Chu Mo from different directions, like raindrops that had been blown around by a hurricane.

Seeing that, Chu Mo's face changed, and his body flew backwards.

At the same time, he was seriously sensing the change in the aura of the eighty-one needles. He greedily wanted to master these eighty-one needles.

While Chu Mo was busy dealing with the eighty needles, the outside world was in an uproar.

"Who is this Kid? He actually held out in front of the stele for such a long time. Compared to Miss Zhilan, his time has grown several times longer!"

"That's right, could it be that this Kid comprehended a deeper realm that Miss Zhilan did not?"

"Forget it. Earlier on, when Miss Zhi Lan comprehended three needles of Mental Power Skills, she was considered a genius. Could it be that this Kid is even more of a genius than Miss Zhi Lan?"

"I don't know. Maybe this Kid really can solve the stele's secret!"

"Tch, this stele has existed in our He family for a hundred years, even our ancestors were unable to unravel it, how can this Kid do it?"