[Transmigration Book] Hidden BOSS

Among the top ten sects in the world of comprehension, the Yunshan School cannot be ranked first in terms of strength, but the Yunshan School is definitely the number one in terms of mystery.

The Battle of Treasures Conference held every 30 years is the moment when this sect is willing to reveal its mystery, and it is also an opportunity for other sects to explore the Yunshan sect. Therefore, although it is a competition for the younger generation, it has no practical significance, but The various sects will not give up this opportunity.

It's just that Long Jue knew that the place where the Treasure Fighting Conference was held was just the mountain peak where the outer disciples of the Yunshan School were practicing and assessing, but the real core Yunshan School had a different foundation.

Wen He took Long Jue and others directly to the courtyard allocated to the Lingshan Sect. He ordered a few outer disciples to take good care of the guests, then exchanged greetings with Long Jue and Long Liu before leaving.

Although Wen He didn't like people like Lang Yiqi very much, he was always a guest of the Yunshan School, so he couldn't just put him aside.

After Wen He left, Long Jue led Mo Xuan to directly occupy the first room on the left, and Long Liu was still holding the bottle of elixir standing in the middle of the courtyard, dazed and unable to recover.

Long Jue set up a barrier in the room to prevent other people from prying, and then took out a few fairy stones, and placed a simple spirit-gathering formation on the bed.

After Mo Xuan understood what Long Jue was doing, he walked to the door spontaneously and guarded it.

Now only half of the Qinglong tendon has been obtained, and this half has to be detached from the whip first. Long Jue put the whip aside, and then took out the Qinglong horn from the storage bracelet. He clicked twice, his eyes moved slightly.

The Qinglong Horn is the most precious thing that Qinglong has scattered outside. The energy contained in it can probably reach [-]% of Qinglong's cultivation at its peak, and Qinglong's scales can't even reach half of it.

There are two Qinglong horns, and now there is one left outside. Long Jue's somewhat complicated eyes focused on Mo Xuan. If he wanted to find another Qinglong horn and other things, he probably had to rely on this person.

Whether or not Mo Xuan can be trusted is put aside for now. After the Treasure Fighting Conference, they will go to Gu Yue Secret Realm to find the other half of the Qinglong tendon. Improving Mo Xuan's cultivation is the first thing to bear the brunt.

Long Jue thought for a while and took out the green dragon scale, then shouted to Mo Xuan's back, "This is for you." When Mo Xuan turned his head, he threw the green dragon scale over.

As soon as the green dragon scale got hold of Mo Xuan, he felt a powerful and pure aura, which was tens of millions of times better than the inner alchemy he had absorbed, and he could feel that this aura was the same as that horn.

Although Mo Xuan didn't know what Long Jue was going to use these things for, but he could know that these things contained strong aura that could improve his cultivation, so he guessed that Long Jue was going to use these things to practice in closed doors.

But now, as if Long Jue was willing to give it to him and let him practice together, Mo Xuan looked down at the green dragon scale in his hand for a while, then looked up at Long Jue with deep eyes.

Mo Xuan's eyes are very beautiful, Long Jue discovered this fact when he saw him for the first time, those ink-stained eyes seem to be able to hide all emotions, mysterious, deep yet contradictory A stream of clarity.

When Long Jue came back to his senses, Mo Xuan had already swallowed the green dragon scale as an inner alchemy. Looking at Mo Xuan's empty hand, Long Jue's face darkened slightly. He still had use for this green dragon scale, but he just borrowed it. It was used for Mo Xuan's cultivation, but he was not allowed to swallow it and digest it.

Coming in front of Mo Xuan, Long Jue gently pinched his neck, frowned and said in a low voice, "Spit it out."

Although the neck was pinched with a very gentle force, Mo Xuan still felt a little uncomfortable, but the person who pinched him was Long Jue, so he didn't struggle, and stared blankly at the sullen expression on the face of the man in front of him. Mo Xuan opened his mouth and obediently spit out the green dragon scale that he had swallowed.

"Cultivate with your mouth in your mouth." Long Jue looked at the green dragon scales that Mo Xuan had bitten between his teeth, and slowly let go of his hand and said softly.

Mo Xuan put the green dragon scale in his mouth and nodded.

After arranging Mo Xuan, Long Jue returned to the bedside, the gathering spirit formation was already set up, he skillfully made a trick and then carefully placed the green dragon horn at the eye of the formation.

The aura beside the bed became intense in an instant. The spirit gathering array that Long Jue had deployed this time was a very small one, which could only stimulate one percent of the energy of Qinglongjiao. However, Long Jue was not afraid of being discovered.

Going to bed and sitting directly in the formation, Long Jue took the whip from the side and studied the texture of the whip carefully with deep thoughts. In the next time, he would separate the green dragon veins intact.

Mo Xuan guarded the door for a while, and couldn't help running to the bedside to get closer to Long Jue. He didn't dare to sit on the bed, so he just sat on the ground and began to practice seriously.

A week passed quickly, and Long Liu only came to knock on the door once on the first day, and never came again after receiving no response.

As soon as a monk cultivates, he has no concept of time at all. Long Liu didn't dare to disturb Long Jue's cultivation, and he was only a half-baked person, and his cultivation was not bad after the past few days of cultivation, so he simply moved a stool from the room to sit on it. At Long Jue's door, he blocked a few waves of people who came to inquire about trouble.

Long Jue separated the green dragon veins from the whip on the second day, and he has been practicing since then. The spiritual energy of the green dragon horn can be absorbed directly, which is a hundred times more convenient than wearing the green dragon scales, and the spiritual energy is different from the skills he cultivated Fa faintly echoed, just four or five days of cultivation directly allowed him to reach the mid-sixteenth level of cultivation.

There was a lot of noise outside the door. Long Jue slowly opened his eyes. He first put away the fairy stone and green dragon horn beside him, and then looked down at the black snake half hanging on the bed. What was the reaction of the black snake hanging there quietly? nothing.

Long Jue stared blankly for a while, then stretched out his hand and bounced the black snake off the bed. The moment the black snake fell, it turned into a human shape. Mo Xuan grabbed his clothes to cover his face and looked at Long Jue innocently.

Compared with a week ago, Mo Xuan seems to have opened up a bit, his eyebrows and eyes are not as delicate as before, but they have edges and corners, and he looks more like a teenager.

Long Jue and Mo Xuan looked at each other for a while, then said calmly: "Put on your clothes." After speaking, he got off the bed and walked to the door to open it.

Outside the door, Long Liu was chatting and laughing with three men. When she heard the doorbell and saw that it was Long Jue coming out, her eyes lit up, and she said happily to the people next to her: "Brother, this is the benefactor who saved me. He even gave Lang Yiqi a hard lesson."