King of Consciousness

Unexpectedly, just when he was trying to use the "Ancient Cultivation Chart" to refine the spiritual energy that had invaded Wang Jun's body. Suddenly, Qin Mo felt his body shake slightly, and then he saw a slight movement in the "Prehistoric Body Refining Technique" that had just been "born" in the "Prehistoric Cultivation Diagram".

I saw that the "Prehistoric Body Refining Technique" was slowly rotating, and at the same time, it seemed to be eager to try. It seemed to be very interested in the spiritual energy that had invaded Wang Jun's body, and it tried its best to join in the refining work.

Qin Mo had an idea. While running the "Prehistoric Cultivation Chart", he quickly activated the "Prehistoric Body Refining Technique".

When the "Prehistoric Body Refining Technique" was driven by his initiative, it immediately began to operate rapidly. Sure enough, while it was running, it was frantically absorbing the spiritual energy that had invaded Wang Jun's body.

And Qin Mo had a vague feeling that while the "Prehistoric Body Refining Technique" was frantically absorbing these spiritual energies, it seemed to be enjoying "delicious food". It constantly conveyed to him a feeling of joy and excitement. At the same time, it also made his whole body and mind intoxicated, and he was almost addicted to it.

"What's going on? How could the "Prehistoric Body Refining Technique" suddenly bring him such a feeling of physical and mental pleasure? Isn't this a feeling that only occurs when cultivating spiritual consciousness? Could it be... "

Just when Qin Mo was confused and wanted to think further, suddenly "whoosh, whoosh," a series of sound that broke through the air came from behind him.

"Hey, Junior Brother Qin, why are you here? How is this disciple Wang Jun's injury? Is his life in danger?" At this time, Huang Yikun and the senior elders of the college also rushed over. When they saw it was Qin Mo, they couldn't help but be stunned. Huang Yikun quickly came over and asked with concern.

"Haha, little Qin Mo, I have met Dean Huang and all the senior brothers. I was just strolling around for a while, and happened to catch this disciple falling from the sky, so I caught him. Initially, his injuries were serious, but It should be all right now." Qin Mo said with a smile.

All this is a long story, but actually it all happened in the blink of an eye. Cong Qin Mo took Wang Jun and used elixirs to heal his injuries. Later, he used the "Prehistoric Body Refining Technique" to absorb the spiritual energy that invaded his body. All this happened in a short period of time, and at this moment, the "Ancient Body Refining Technique" had already absorbed all the spiritual energy that had invaded his body. At this time, Huang Yikun and the others just rushed over.

At this time, everyone was looking at Wang Jun who was being held by Qin Mo. They saw that his clothes were torn and there was still traces of blood at the corners of his mouth. Although he looked extremely miserable on the surface, his breathing was even at the moment and his face was A trace of redness began to appear on his face, as if the injury was not serious.

"Disciple Wang Jun, I have met all the elders and thank you, Junior Uncle Qin, for your life-saving grace!" At this moment, Wang Jun woke up from his coma.

He saw that not only had most of his injuries recovered, but even the aura that had been destroying his body had disappeared without a trace.

Although he was a little puzzled, he quickly got up from Qin Mo's body, said hello to the elders of the college, and then bowed his head to Qin Mo excitedly.

In fact, although he had fallen into a coma at the time, as a monk, he still retained a trace of spiritual consciousness to protect his body. So when he woke up, he was fully aware of everything happening in the outside world.

However, what he never expected was that the "naughty kid" who was "greedy for money as much as life, cunning and cunning." Everyone hated him and gritted his teeth, how could he save his life.

Although his image has changed greatly since entering the academy. Moreover, he also practiced spiritual consciousness with him and gained great benefits from it.

However, when I think of what he did before, I can't help but feel a little frightened. And it also created a certain psychological shadow, quite a bit like "love and hate".

But Wang Jun is a person with a clear sense of grudges. Even though Qin Mo has had various faults in the past, he is still his savior after all, and he is still very grateful in his heart.

"Haha, brother Wang, there is no need to be polite. Since we are from the same sect, trivial matters are just a small effort." Qin Mo held Wang Jun's hand and insisted not to let him bow down.

"Without the kindness of my junior uncle's helping hand and the timely healing of the elixir provided by his junior junior uncle, Wang would have been ruined in this life even if he did not die. Wang Jun will definitely remember this kindness and virtue of his junior junior uncle. In the future, There must be a generous reward!" After Wang Jun woke up, he already understood that it was Qin Mo who saved his life. Seeing that he couldn't bow, he had to bow his hands.

Qin Mo gave up and signaled that he didn't have to do this. Then, he regained his stern expression and stepped aside. Although Qin Mo called him brother, he still insisted on calling Qin Mo uncle Qin.

"I wonder, this disciple, can you tell me the details of that time? How did you get kicked out of the field?" At this time, Liu Haoran, the elder in charge of the inner courtyard in charge of the competition, stood up and asked.

Everyone saw that in just this moment, Wang Jun's injuries had not only recovered a lot, but he seemed to be fine at the moment.

They urgently needed to know the truth of the matter, and they all speculated on what "miracle medicine" Qin Mo had just used to make his injury recover so quickly. So when Elder Liu asked a question, they all looked at him closely.

"Elder Liu, the disciple was eager to win. When he was shot down by the second prince at the edge of the ring, he couldn't help but become competitive. When he struck with a palm, in order to decide the outcome, the disciple chose In order to have a head-to-head duel with him, he slapped him into the air. Midway through, he slapped him again in the air, and finally the disciple was kicked out of the field by him, and then fell into a coma. In the end, the disciple died. The enemy is defeated." Wang Jun said while lowering his head in shame.

"You fell into a coma after you were kicked out of the field, right?" Liu Haoran asked again.

"Yes." Wang Jun said.

Everyone looked at each other, then Liu Haoran turned around and looked at Huang Yikun and said: "Master Huang, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Huang Yikun glanced at everyone, and then said with a serious face: "Let's go and verify. If this kid really disregards the friendship of his fellow students and is suspected of deliberate murder, he should be dealt with according to the college rules."

At this time, there was a hint of anger on his face. Then, a group of them, together with Wang Jun and Qin Mo, walked towards the arena.

When Huang Yikun led them to the ring, suddenly, Liu Haoran came up to him and said: "Master Huang, this son is the second prince from the royal family of Cangsong. His ancestor is Zhao from our Canglan Academy." Seven, he is also a strong Martial Emperor..."