Master System

After all, it is still not strong enough.

Meng Cuo's retreat lasted for two months. Anyway, Zhao Jiuliang would not die of hunger, so he was not worried at all.

Qi Condensation Jue is currently the only complete cheat book in Meng Cuo's hands, and Meng Cuo's current practice is based on it.

He repeated the Qi Condensation Art, condensing it in his body, layer by layer, bit by bit, painstakingly accumulating, day and night.

Apart from being too boring, I directly studied the system and database, and gradually discovered some other methods that can be cultivated.This soul-searching technique is a good thing, but Meng Cuo's replicator level is not enough now, so he can't replicate more, so it is temporarily put on hold.

Originally, after the battle with Zhao Jiuliang, he swallowed a Qi Condensation Pill, and his cultivation had already reached the point where he was about to break through the third floor. On the second day after the retreat, Meng Cuo easily reached the third floor.

After a month of penance, I went to the fourth floor.

There is plenty of aura on this mountain, so it is natural to practice with half the effort.And the whole Qi training period is the accumulation of spiritual energy. Meng Cuo sat there motionless, absorbing it all day and night-although the cultivation speed was abnormally fast, Meng Cuo had no experience and felt that it was generally normal.

Moreover, it may be because of the original owner of the body, the soul level is relatively high, and there is no obstacle at all in cultivation.

It is really hard to say what the identity of this scholar is.

Meng Cuo studied what he could copy, and spent most of his time practicing Qi Condensation Art, and then studied attack methods.

Among the categories of cheats in the database, there are only three books at the first level.

The integrity of Qi Condensation Jue is 100%, that of Cirrus Cloud Jue is 80.00%, and that of Guiyi Divine Canon is 30.00%.

Meng Cuo first studied the cirrus cloud method, and after copying it with a replicator, he found that it was somewhat similar to Tai Chi, but it was more about controlling the enemy.

The person who rolls the clouds takes the meaning of wind and clouds.

Originally looking at Wen Tun, now there is a bit more chilling meaning.

There are only three layers in the Jue of Cirrus Clouds, and only three moves, but because the completeness is only 80.00%, the last move "Curling Wind and Remnant Clouds" is not quite complete.

The first move, Yunjuanyunshu, uses softness to overcome rigidity, which is similar to Tai Chi's use of strength, which is counted as defense; the second move, dark clouds cover the top, is an attacking palm that tends to be domineering; Wrong did not research out why.

The completeness of this cirrus formula is 80.00%. I wonder if it is possible to use the scanner to derive the remaining 80.00% based on the existing 20.00%?

The replicator itself is the composition of a system, and there are three kinds of replicas when replicating.

Original copy, blueprint copy, smart copy.

The third type requires the consumption of spiritual power to repair the scanned information of the incomplete items, as well as the design of the restoration map, to find the flaws of the existing reference objects, etc...

Meng Cuo can use the scanner to identify the authenticity of the reference object, and can also use the replicator to try to restore the "Cirrus Cloud Jue".

It's just that this kind of copying requires the consumption of spiritual power, which generally comes from two sources, one is Meng Cuo himself; the other is other sources of energy.For example, Lingshi.

Fortunately, he really has two low-grade spirit stones, both from Zhao Jiuliang.

Holding a spirit stone in his left hand and a jade slip in his right hand, Meng Cuo started intelligent restoration.

Just like there is 80.00% of an item, and you are asked to draw the remaining 20.00% on the drawing, there is room for imagination, and it is possible to restore the original drawing after reasonable calculation.

There is even a possibility of being lucky, and the possibility derived from imagination may surpass the original picture.

But Meng Cuo was just thinking about it, he only gave himself a chance for Lingshi, which was his property.

Now Meng Cuo, as the head of the sect, is simply poor. He only has two spirit stones, and he still consumes one, leaving one for emergencies...

With a soft "pa", the spirit stone shattered, and the jade slip in Meng Cuo's right hand had been copied.

Meng Cuo checked it and shook his head. This is obviously a possibility of the wind and clouds, but it is not clever.

He practiced for a while, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but he didn't think there was anything great about it, and it wasn't even as good as the dark cloud cover.

"Hey, a penny can't beat a hero..."

Meng Cuo now, the difficulty lies in the word "poor".

He didn't think too much about it for the time being, the essence is not expensive, he first practiced the Jue of Cirrus Cloud, and also the Jue of Condensing Qi.

Time, passing by in cultivation, can be said to be fast or slow.

Meng Cuo himself didn't feel anything. Two months later, he stretched his waist and saw that it was snowing outside. He was a little surprised, so he got up and went out of the room.

The ruins still look like ruins, but Meng Cuo's cultivation base has already broken through the fourth floor and reached the fifth floor.

The whole world became clearer before him.

In a blink of an eye, it turned out to be winter.

The snow fell one after another, cold and pure, but gradually covered the ruins, giving people the illusion of dormant danger.

Meng Cuo stood under the eaves and looked at the snow for a long time, only then did he realize that maybe he needed to deal with the problem of these ruins.

Bai Yumen has a household registration and entered the sect book, but it is not the end yet, the real test is yet to come.

He remembered that his cheap apprentice Ying Nanhui should have broken through the Qi training period by now.

Before going to see Ying Nanhui, Meng Cuo went to see Zhao Jiuliang first, and he didn't die.

That's enough, and then Meng Cuo went to Qianshan, the square was empty, and Meng Cuo was going to look for it in the hall, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white shadow flashing on the steps in front of the square, he became vigilant, and immediately chased after him.

An afterimage flashed in front of the steps from where Meng Cuo was.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Cuo was already standing here.

It's just that the person is gone.

——Suddenly remembered the strange figure that Ying Nanhui said he had seen, and a series of disappearing footprints on the rocky beach.

Someone has been spying on this Baiyumen.

In the heavy snow, there are only vague green and white shadows, this person's clothes...

Why is it the same as the clothes of countless Bai Yumen disciples that Meng Cuo has seen before?Could it be that not everyone in the Bai Yu Sect died?

Meng Cuo suddenly felt gloomy, and suddenly heard someone behind him shout: "Master?"

He turned around and saw the person coming, so he smiled: "It's already the second level of Qi training."

Ying Nanhui came here from the mountain to chop wood. After all, they are not monks who can easily feed the grain. Ordinary food is still needed.Xue Jiu was a handyman, but Ying Nanhui took turns doing things with him, and Ying Nanhui didn't think it was a problem.

Now Xue Jiu is also practicing, and even has to work harder.

Ying Nanhui patted his head, and came to Meng Cuo's side: "Master is finally out of the customs. Recently, there are always a few boys who come to our Dabai Gate to provoke."

"How to say?"

Meng Cuo raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

He never expected that the opportunity to solve Zhao Jiuliang had already appeared at this time.

After listening to Ying Nanhui's words, Meng Cuo's eyes flickered subtly: "Feiyumen?"

Two months have passed, and this time was pinched by Meng Mi.

He chose to go out at this time, not only because of the heavy snow, but also because Zhao Jiuliang should have returned from Feiyu Gate at this time.Anyway, come out and check it out, Meng Cuo doesn't want anything to happen.

Thousands of calculations, no matter what, this Feiyumen actually came to the door by itself.

Dabaimen occupied the original hill of Baiyumen. This matter itself is very secret, but after a long time, people naturally know about it.

What's more, the extermination of Baiyumen is a big event. The sect book of Xiangshanzong has been changed, and it will be a matter of time before the news comes out.

As a sect very close to Baiyumen, Feiyumen heard that an inexplicable Dabaimen occupied a good place in the original Baiyumen, so naturally they wanted to inquire about it a few times.

At first they only sent a few ordinary outer disciples to check, but when they found out that there was only one disciple and one handyman on the mountain, they got distracted and gradually began to provoke and abuse, one of them was quite tongue-in-cheek, Ying Nanhui was always so confused that he didn't know how to refute.

As for Xue Jiu, he just watched everything outside with cold eyes, completely indifferent, as if he would not fight back when he was scolded or hit back.

Now that Meng Cuo finally appeared, Ying Nanhui would naturally tell the story.

Meng wrongly said, "When do they usually come up?"

"I came here two days ago, and I might come today."

Ying Nan thought about it and answered like this.

So Meng Cuo nodded: "Go and practice, I'll walk around the mountain."

Now the hill where Baiyumen is located is Meng's fault. Although it came here very strangely, it is still his territory.

He went straight down, looked at the boundary marker, but it was still blank, nodded in satisfaction, then went to the Tiankeng, and suddenly his mind changed.

This tiankeng seems to be unique to Bai Yumen, and I don't know if Bai Yumen really chooses disciples with this method...

Meng Cuo was thinking about the usefulness of this tiankeng, and then saw the house on one side, which was the house of the defenders. Speaking of which, the broken token was still in Meng Cuo's hands. When was it repaired with a replicator? , maybe this mountain protection array can still be opened.

Meng Cuo, who walked all the way and calculated all the way, finally heard a burst of laughter from below when it was close to sunset.

He stopped in his tracks, glanced briefly, and knew that the Feiyu Sect sent only a few outer disciples. At this moment, Meng made a mistake, and the highest cultivation level was only the third level of Qi training.

The disciples of the seventh level of Qi training and above have all entered the inner sect, and those in the foundation establishment stage are all elders and masters. Basically, only the eighteen sects have a small number of monks in the golden core stage, let alone the following.

There were five people who came, the leader was a young man in Huapao, followed by four, but at this moment, there was a person laughing and talking next to this young man in Huapao.

That voice, blown by the cold mountain wind, reached Meng Cuo's ears.

"Senior brother Li, the uncle said that we should kill that idiot directly, get rid of the dumb man, and then occupy the mountain gate. Forgot to promote junior brother..."

"Hahaha, let's borrow a good word from Junior Brother Shen. See if I don't kill them this time, they are all insignificant scum."

"Yes, yes, what Brother Li said is true."

……

Meng Cuo saw at a glance that the young man in Huapao was just an embroidered pillow. This man had the same cultivation level as the disciple surnamed Shen, and he had three levels of Qi training, but this man surnamed Shen went to flatter the young man instead. He seemed to be a second generation , maybe the fight father won?

At this time, Meng Cuo was not standing on the top of the mountain, but on the side of the road, so he looked like a passer-by. In addition, Meng Cuo looked like a scholar, and their cultivation was not as good as Meng Cuo. When he is a passerby.

When Senior Brother Li passed by, he saw Meng Cuo looking at him, so he rolled his eyes and shouted: "Where did you come from, ordinary people, you can see this way? Hurry up and get lost—"

Meng Cuo stood there without moving, still looking at him, feeling a little interesting.

But how did senior brother Li think that he was just an ordinary person, standing here and obstructing his eyes, even if he snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves, he was about to brush Meng Cuo away.

Standing here, Meng Cuo didn't block the way. The monk at the third level of Qi training would definitely be thrown off the cliff if he was an ordinary person.

Meng Cuo only felt that this person's attack was insignificant. If he was an ordinary person, he would go directly to the valley to meet the King of Hades right now.He smiled warmly, turned sideways to avoid the blow, glanced at the tiankeng below from the corner of his eye, and said: "If you are not polite to me, then I don't have to be polite to you. Feiyumen has been here for so many days , why don’t you guys go down and play.”

Meng Cuo raised his hand and pressed it, his five fingers spread out like a taut bowstring.

The dark clouds flickered in the sky, and they gathered under Meng Cuo's palm in an instant. When he grabbed them in front of him, the dark clouds directly rolled up these people and threw them into the sinkhole below.

Meng Cuo stood on the mountain road, ignoring the horrified faces of these people, and only rubbed his wrists, very calm.

The monk surnamed Shen below was startled, his eyes turned hard, and during his fall, he stepped on Senior Brother Li in the air.Brother Li went down, but the cultivator surnamed Shen himself took advantage of the situation and used his strength to go up, pulled on the rock wall, turned over, and looked down in shock.

He raised his eyes, and Meng Cuo was looking at him with a smile.

Shen Qianshan knew that this time he kicked the iron board.