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Zhong Xiaowan gently walked to him and sat down, and said softly, "Why didn't you rest?"

Lin Jin said: "It's nothing, just not sleepy."

Zhong Xiaowan looked at the broken sword on the ground, and said: "My mother has some good spirit swords. After I go back, I will ask her to give you one."

Lin Jin said: "No need, what I need is not just a spirit sword."

Zhong Xiaowan asked curiously, "Then what do you need?"

Lin Jin said in a deep voice: "What I need is a weapon that can resonate with my heart. Only such a weapon can display my true strength."

Zhong Xiaowan didn't quite understand, "What is a weapon that can resonate with your heart?"

"You mean, do you have the spirit sword of the sword spirit?"

Ordinary spirit weapons and spirit swords can only be filled with vitality so that they can be manipulated by practitioners.

It is even more rare to have a spirit sword with a sword spirit, which means that the spirit sword itself has awakened spiritual wisdom.

This kind of spiritual wisdom enables the spirit sword to become stronger through continuous practice, just like the practitioner. Whether it is attacking or defending, the spirit sword not only complies with the will of the manipulator, but sometimes even makes its own choices.

Such a spirit sword is extremely rare, and because it has awakened its intelligence, it will choose a suitable master.

Practitioners who are not recognized by the sword spirit will not be able to exert their due power even if they get the spirit sword.

According to Lin Jin, isn't the weapon that can resonate with his heart the spiritual sword with spiritual wisdom?

Lin Jin shook his head and said, "It's not entirely true. In addition to spiritual intelligence, this weapon must also understand me very well and understand all my thoughts."

"It's like, another me..."

Another self?

Zhong Xiaowan couldn't help laughing, "Even if you and I sit together like this, we can't understand each other's thoughts one by one, let alone a weapon?"

Lin Jin closed his mouth, but looked at the location of Tongluo Mountain.

He didn't tell Zhong Xiaowan that since the vibration of Tongluo Mountain, he always felt that there seemed to be a mysterious force there that was attracting him to go there.

After leaving the sect, this feeling became more and more intense as he got closer to Tongluo Mountain.

That feeling, like an old friend who has been lost for many years, is calling himself.

This feeling is both strange and wonderful.

But Lin Jinneng was sure that there must be something in Tongluo Mountain that was closely connected with him.

Mo Chen stood up from the steps in front of the ancestral hall, gently patted the wrinkled skirts flat, turned over and swept up to the roof.

On the roof, Murong Qingyue was carrying thousands of flames flying feathers on her back, with slender eaves, and a blue dress with distinct layers, which made her look even more secluded in the night.

"Go and have a rest, I'll be on duty for you." Mo Chen said to Murong Qingyue.

Murong Qingyue glanced at him, nodded lightly and said: "Then there will be Junior Brother Lao Mo."

After all, he flew down from the roof.

Mo Chen walked to the place where Murong Qingyue was just now and sat down, feeling a little uncomfortable, so he simply lay down.

Holding the copper ornament in his hand, he closed his eyes and remained silent.

After a while, his eyes slowly opened.

In his hand, a second copper ornament appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the third, fourth, fifth... In the end, I was afraid that hundreds of them would not come out.

After these copper ornaments appeared, they quickly changed their shape, joined each other end to end, and the mosaic falcons bit together to form a long and thin golden chain.

Mo Chen's spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and the chain began to swim in his hand.

At the beginning, it was like a clumsy little snake, which could only twist left and right mechanically. As Mo Dust gradually became proficient in controlling the chain, this clumsy little snake became more and more flexible. Smart as water, sometimes solid as a stick, and sometimes densely covered like a net.

Mo Chen looked intently on learning new manipulation skills.

The battle against the Night Saber, although it proved that Jin Jun's magic skills are indeed extremely powerful, it also exposed the singleness of the copper ornament in his hand in battle.

With only one copper ornament, there are still too few changes, and it lacks the ability to deal with complex battles.

In fact, Tianjibian is an extremely powerful and extremely complex artifact, but Mo Chen's current ability is not enough to control it.

Although he can't control the entire Tianji, he can try to control more copper ornaments.

This time he directly transferred one hundred and eight copper ornaments to form this chain with more changes.

Mo Chen stood up and waved his right hand lightly.

The chain suddenly became as thick as a bucket, and it rushed straight into the night sky like a startling dragon. After a short tilt, a circle of long spikes protruded from each chain link, like dragon scales on the body of a startling dragon.

Mo Chen exhaled lightly, and his fingers changed rapidly. More than a hundred lock rings suddenly disintegrated, turning into more than a hundred boomerangs with spikes, which aroused a strong buzzing sound and flew all over the sky. It looks like a row of fighter jets ready to go.

Following Mo Chen's spiritual awareness, these more than 100 boomerangs formed a smooth battle formation, either scattered in the air, surrounded, or pursued.

In an instant, the boomerangs flying all over the sky gathered together, cha cha cha cha, all combined together, recombined into a chain, flew back to Mo Chen's hand, wrapped around his wrist, and turned into a shiny chain. wristbands.

In the ancestral hall, Murong Qingyue's spiritual sense sensed various changes coming from the roof, and she couldn't help secretly praising, "Good method!"

Chapter 76 Brother Xu's Singing Voice

Withdrawing the chain, Mo Chen lay down on the roof again.

The manipulation of Tianjibian has been greatly improved, which is a good thing for him.

But in his heart, there are still two important things.

One is the secret trick of the man in black.

Today's continuous incidents have been completely determined to be manipulative behind the scenes.

The two strikes failed to achieve their goals. The man in black will definitely not stop there, and there will definitely be continuous means in the future.

If he wanted to turn his back on the customer and take the initiative in the contest with the man in black, Mo Chen needed an opportunity to open up the situation.

"This guy's Jin Jun Mo Gong practiced is an inferior version. Judging from all the signs on his body, it has completely gone against the original direction of Jin Jun Mo Gong."

If this practice continues, the higher the cultivation level of the man in black, the greater the danger.

Perhaps, this can be used as an important bargaining chip in Mo Chen's hands.

When fighting the Night Saber, the man in black should have noticed the changes in Mo Chen.

After all, it is absolutely impossible for such a fighting style and fighting ability to appear on a sect disciple in the Qi Entraining Realm.

The changes in Mo Chen's body will definitely attract the attention of the man in black.

And Mo Chen could just use the complete Jin Jun magic skill in his hand to restrain the man in black.

He believed that this bargaining chip would certainly not be less attractive to the man in black.

On the one hand, it can prevent the man in black from pretending to be a ghost behind his back, and on the other hand, he can buy some time for his own growth.

Based on Mo Chen's previous estimates, the man in black's cultivation should be between the fifth and sixth levels of Jin Jun's magic art.

Because the kung fu practiced by Mo Chen is very different from the kung fu of the man in black.

He himself speculated that when he breaks through the third layer of human-devil solidity and reaches the fourth layer of true demon soul suppression, with the assistance of Tianjibian, he should be able to fight the man in black.

The only thing that made him unsure was when and how the man in black would choose to come to him.

Another thing is this trip to Tongluo Mountain.

Judging from Lin Jin's various performances today, this Tongluoshan operation should have a lot to do with Lin Jin.

Perhaps, the change in Tongluo Mountain was some kind of opportunity arranged by the bad old man for Lin Jin.

For Mo Chen, if he can snatch Lin Jin's opportunity, he will never be soft-hearted.

After all, what he had to face was not just Lin Jin, a big boss.

That pissed-off bad old man may not know when he will make some moths out.

If you plan everything in advance, you can be prepared.

There were many thoughts in his mind, and Mo Chen didn't fall asleep until it was almost dawn.

In the early morning of the next day, all the disciples of the Qingli Sect got up, tidied up and prepared to go.

Luo Qier has obviously improved a lot today, except that there is still a bandage around her neck, her spirit has almost recovered.

Murong Qingyue had already sat on the fiery red Thousand Flame Feather, and said to Luo Qier and the others: "After packing up, leave immediately."

Min Qinghe and Zheng Ning quickly packed up their things, jumped onto Feijian and sat down firmly.

Luo Qier fell behind and sat up hesitantly, but her eyes searched everywhere, but she never saw the person she was looking for.

"He's sleeping on the roof." Murong Qingyue said in a rambling voice.

The fiery red flying sword immediately went straight up to more than ten feet, and sure enough, on the roof of the ancestral hall, Mo Chen's hands and feet were spread out into a big character, and he was sleeping soundly.

"Here..." Murong Qingyue stretched out her hand to pat Luo Qier, "Go."

Luo Qier said with some embarrassment: "I, I just want to thank him..."

He glanced at Mo Chen who was still sleeping soundly out of the corner of his eyes, then retracted, "He's still sleeping, it's better not to disturb him."

Min Qinghe and Zheng Ning squeezed their eyes, pushed Luo Qier and said, "Aren't you so arrogant in front of him before? How come you are like a little sheep now?"

Luo Qier's delicate little face flushed slightly, and she protested: "That incident, of course, is not over yet! However, it is also true that he, he saved me. How can these two incidents be confused?"

Min Qinghe giggled and said, "Then just die..."

Luo Qier knew what she was going to say, and hurriedly stopped her from continuing in embarrassment.

"You want to die, don't you? See if I don't tear your mouth apart."

The three of them were fighting, and Xu Zhiming also came up with the flying sword. Seeing Mo Chen's appearance, he couldn't help laughing and said: "I also said where Junior Brother Mo went, but he will find a place to sleep."

Xu Zhiming flew directly in front of Mo Chen with his flying sword, and shouted, "Junior Brother Mo, let's go!"

When Mo Chen heard the call, he woke up sleepily, climbed onto Xu Zhiming's flying sword, fell back to sleep.

Xu Zhiming shook his head, and raised his flying sword against the sky.

Murong Qingyue's Qianyan Feiyu walked side by side with Xu Zhiming, neither fast nor slow.

Xu Zhiming took a sneak look at Murong Qingyue who was sitting firmly on the fiery red sword over there, secretly happy.

"Sure enough, Junior Sister Murong still has a crush on me."

"Otherwise, why are you walking with me so caringly?"

Thinking of this, Xu Zhiming secretly moved Feijian closer to that side.

The corners of Murong Qingyue's eyes glanced at Mo Chen, who was still sleeping soundly behind Xu Zhiming, and let Xu Zhiming lean over. The two flying swords were steadily side by side, as if they were sitting on the same spirit sword.

Xu Zhiming felt more and more happy in his heart.

"Getting so close, Junior Sister Murong didn't express any dissatisfaction, she still looks at me differently."

Since we have such a good opportunity, how can we not take advantage of it?

After thinking about it for a long time, Xu Zhiming finally said: "Junior Sister Murong, for this operation in Tongluo Mountain, we two groups, why don't we go together?"

Murong Qingyue answered very simply: "Okay!"

This reply fell in Xu Zhiming's ears like the sounds of nature, and he was elated for a while.

The colorful clouds in the sky in front of him seemed to be the gorgeous background laid out by God for the road of love that was about to bloom for him.

The many years of pondering about the path of love is really not in vain.

Otherwise, why would Junior Sister Murong only favor herself so much in this talented sect?

Feeling the infinite light ahead, Xu Zhiming's eyes glowed with enthusiasm.

Yujian should be volleying in the sky, in the happy world, He Xian and the two flying swallows are in perfect harmony.

Xu Zhiming's heart was full of pride, and he couldn't help singing loudly.

As soon as the singing came out, the faces of the girls on the flying sword opposite immediately turned green.

This, this voice, is it about to kill a pig?Or reminder?

Especially when the singing voice reached a high place, it was simply a soul-stirring torture.