Shura Fields Everywhere in the World [Quick Pass]

After returning to the Zongmen, Mingsu settled down the physically and mentally exhausted disciples. Ming Su personally sent Zhai Anmo back to Jinyue Peak, and put Zhai Anmo down on the reception platform. He asked, "Little Nephew, do you really need me to take you back to your residence?"

Zhai Anmo shook his head, "No need, thank you uncle, you can go to work."

"Okay, I'll leave you a few messenger talismans. If there's anything else, just call me." Ming Su laughed.

"Ok."

Before leaving, Ming Su looked at the icy and snowy land worriedly, and muttered in a low voice: "What's the matter with this little brother? I don't know how to come out to pick him up when I come back."

But the matter was urgent, he didn't stop, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After Zhai Anmo watched Ming Su leave, he turned around and saw He Huan standing by the reception platform. Seeing Zhai Anmo looking over, he bowed slightly and said, "Little master, you are back."

Zhai Anmo, who had long been used to He Huan's disappearance, was not surprised. He nodded slightly, "Has Master left the customs?"

"Return to the little master, not yet." He Huan said respectfully, and then he glanced at Zhai Anmo with joy in his eyes, "Congratulations, little master, for improving your cultivation."

After returning to Neifeng, Zhai Anmo took out the silver bead and studied it for a while. After discovering that the inheritance inside was indeed a superior mental method, but not as good as the sword formula he was practicing now, he lost interest in it. , into the space as one of the collections.

The Moxiu's intrusion caused quite a stir in the sect's senior management, but because no disciples were lost, the matter did not spread widely, but was only investigated secretly.

However, the investigation in the plot has no results until the end, and in the end it just doesn't matter. Naturally, there will be no results in a short time here.

For the next two years, Zhai Anmo did not practice in the sect all the time, but chose to accept the mission of the sect and go out to practice.

If a swordsman wants to improve, it is obviously impossible to build a car behind closed doors. He also needs to understand the way of the sword. Zhai Anmo had a preliminary understanding when he was in the trial ground before. What he needs now is to find his own way of the sword in the battle .

On the premise of having a preliminary understanding, Zhai Anmo would not be troubled by this.

Finally, two years later, he comprehended his own way of swordsmanship in a contest with Jindan Consummation's monster.

It takes at least half a lifetime for most cultivators to realize the Tao. Even the male protagonist in the plot realizes what his own Tao is only after his cultivation level has soared, and Zhai Anmo has only been practicing for less than five years. There was an uproar.

A sword pierced through the heart of the last monster. Zhai Anmo wiped the blood from his forehead. The blood of the monster under his feet exuded a strong bloody smell, which smelled a little pungent.

"Crack." At this moment, something fell beside Zhai Anmo.

He glanced down at the nuts that rolled into the blood at his feet, and when he looked up, he saw a frightened little white squirrel standing on a tree branch, his hands still holding the pine nut.

The corners of Zhai Anmo's mouth turned up, he smiled at it, raised his hand and hooked his fingers.

The little squirrel squeaked, and fled away into the distance.

x9879: "Host, what is your kendo?"

Holding the sword, Zhai Anmo lowered his head and picked out the demon pills one by one from the belly of the monster, and replied, "None."

"What do you mean?"

"Literally." After saying this, Zhai Anmo ignored x9879. He moved very neatly and pocketed dozens of demon pills in less than a moment.

After getting along with Zhai Anmo for a long time, x9879 has basically understood the host's behavior pattern, that is... there is no fixed pattern.

So the way he ends a topic is also very strange, no matter how much curiosity it still has, if he doesn't want to answer it, he won't answer it.

However, seeing that the counterattack value has been rising in the past two years, it has learned a lot now, at least it will not get to the bottom of it or try to control Zhai Anmo's thoughts and behaviors.

After packing up the loot, Zhai Anmo was about to leave when he suddenly heard a rustling sound not far away.

Then I saw the little white squirrel go back and forth.

It jumped from branch to branch nimbly, and finally stopped on the tree on Zhai Anmo's left, holding a fruit in his hand, and its big tail swayed slightly with the arc of the branch.

Seeing Zhai Anmo, it hesitated for a moment, then jumped off a layer of branches, came to a short branch at the same level as Zhai Anmo, and then stretched out its short hands, "Squeak."

x9879: "The host, it's Wuying fruit! It looks like it's just ripe."

Wuying fruit often grows on the edge of cliffs. It is named for the fruit that seems to be surrounded by mist when it matures.

In fact, although eating it will not lead to immortality in the daytime, a great increase in cultivation is indispensable. Zhai Anmo has just entered the late stage of Jindan, if he eats this Wuying fruit, he will be promoted to at least three levels in a row and enter the middle stage of Nascent Soul Well, the fruit in the white squirrel's hand was still emitting mist, obviously it was a fresh fruit just picked, that's why x9879 was so excited.

Zhai Anmo was not as anxious as x9879, he just looked up at the little squirrel, "You want to give it to me?"

The little squirrel stretched its short forearm, and the voice seemed very joyful, "Squeak!"

"Why?" Zhai Anmo asked.

"Squeak!" The little squirrel swung its tail slightly. Seeing that Zhai Anmo hadn't reached out to pick it up, he couldn't help being a little anxious, "Squeak!"

Zhai Anmo took out an elixir box and stretched it out in front of the little squirrel. The little squirrel let go of his hand immediately, and the fruit fell straight into the center of the medicine box.

After closing the box with a "click", Zhai Anmo said, "Thank you."

"Squeak!" The little squirrel jumped up the tree and disappeared a few times.

x9879: "Host, can you understand what it says?"

"Of course." Zhai Anmo looked at the elixir box in his hand, and replied with a smile, "It said I was good-looking, so it gave me the fruit."

x9879: "..." It will be a ghost if it believes in it.Although Zhai Anmo's appearance is indeed from the point of view of its system, it is true that there is no blind spot in it, but this squirrel has no cultivation base, and it is not even a little demon. Is it possible to tell whether a human being is good-looking or not?

Casually dismissing x9879, Zhai Anmo threw away the windfall in his hands.

This was the third time he had come to this forest in two years, x9879 might not have noticed it before, but this was the second time he had seen this squirrel.

When we met for the first time, it was just born and hid in the gaps in the leaves to see him. At that time, it seemed to be unwitted and ignorant. Later, it was taken away by a big squirrel biting the back of its neck.

And this time it has obviously opened its mind, but it is a bit interesting to see that he is not afraid at all when he slaughters monsters.

However, he didn't dwell on this matter for long, Zhai Anmo put away his things and set off back to the sect.

The disciples in the mission hall of Qiyue Peak were chatting about nothing, when they saw Zhai Anmo enter the door, they stood up in unison, "Senior brother Yunmo, you are back."

Already accustomed to the excessive enthusiasm of these disciples, Zhai Anmo nodded, walked to the mission registration office in the middle without squinting, and put the bag containing the demon pills on the table, "I will hand in the mission."

"Just now we were talking about Senior Brother Yunmo taking a few days to complete the task this time. I didn't expect you to come back so soon." The disciple skillfully counted the number of demon pills and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yunmo, come back Just in time, Zongli has issued several new missions to kill Moxiu, you can see which one you want to take."

"No." Zhai Anmo replied, "I want to travel recently."

"Being a sect to practice?" The disciple who was counting the task rewards raised his head, but when he caught Zhai Anmo's sight, his face turned red and he stammered, "Yes, yes. This is your task reward."

"Thank you." After saying that, Zhai Anmo was about to leave.

"Wait, Senior Brother Yunmo." At this time, the disciple called him again, "Senior Brother Chu Jinge said that you haven't gone to get the monthly case for a long time, and you just came back today, so you can go and have a look."

"Okay." Zhai Anmo nodded, "Thank you for reminding me."

"No, you're welcome."

Chu Jin Pavilion is on Qiyue Peak, only a corner away from the mission hall, so that disciple specifically reminded Zhai Anmo.

Zhai Anmo has always known about his personal disciples, but he doesn't need Lingshi to practice, and what Ming Xiao gave him is enough for him to ascend to immortality, so he never came to get it.

It's just that I've come here, and it doesn't hurt to pick it up along the way.

Chujin Pavilion is a seven-storey tower-like building. From a distance, half of the lower part is hidden in the dense green shade, revealing half of its simplicity and grandeur.

Crossing the boulevard is the gate of Chu Jin Pavilion, before approaching, Zhai Anmo heard a noise.

One of them begged bitterly, "Brother, I beg you, please pre-order a few panaceas for me, and use my future monthly bills to deduct them."

"No, according to Zongmen's regulations, monthly advances are not allowed."

"My younger brother is going to build a foundation soon, and the current panacea and spirit stones are simply not enough, and I really have no choice."

"It's not that I don't want to give it to you. It's because the sect stipulates that there are no exceptions. Otherwise, everyone will come to ask me to pay in advance. Wouldn't it be a mess? Besides, there are not many monthly cases for outer disciples. How do you cultivate? Brother, please go back."

At this time, Zhai Anmo approached, and saw the disciple who was kicked out at a glance. This person was none other than the one he asked him to chop firewood when he was at the outer gate. He still remembered that his name was Yun Ye, and he was still spitting It took him a mouthful of blood.

But compared to that time, Yun Ye looked a lot haggard, so thin that his cheeks were sunken, obviously he hadn't rested for many days, his cultivation was still at the eighth level of Qi training, obviously he was not doing well.

Seeing Zhai Anmo, the steward of Chu Jin Pavilion, who was still indifferent and rushing away, immediately smiled, "Junior Brother Yunmo is here. I was talking about you with the brothers in the mission hall a while ago, so I was looking forward to you."

Zhai Anmo glanced at the name tag on the opponent's waist, "Senior Brother Yunzhu."

"Hey!" Yunzhu said cheerfully, "I've prepared your monthly report, and you can get it after you register."

"Okay," Zhai Anmo took out his identity token and gave it to Yunzhu, "Brother, please."

"Okay, junior brother, wait a moment, I'll get it for you right now."

Yun Ye was still standing aside at this time, seeing the contrast in Yun Zhu's attitude towards Zhai Anmo, his face flushed with embarrassment.