Jiuhua Xianzong

Twelve talisman seals, each with 360 five spirit patterns, counting, there are a total of [-] spirit patterns, but to destroy a talisman, you only need to destroy one-tenth of the spirit patterns. That's enough, but Mo Bule is not a talisman master. He can't tell which of these spirit patterns can be destroyed and which ones don't waste time, so he has to use the most stupid method, destroying every spirit pattern he sees.

It is not a small project to destroy more than 4 spirit patterns one by one, and these talismans were drawn by Ye Yanfei himself. With the cultivation of the Qingyun Palace Master, how thick is the true essence in the body, and the true essence is transformed into The spirit patterns are naturally indestructible, at least, it is difficult for people with lower cultivation than him to destroy these spirit patterns.Ye Yanfei actually wanted Mobule to practice on this lotus island until the distraction period before coming out. If he practiced normally, he would not even think about taking half a step out of this island without a thousand children for 800 years.

But fortunately, the fire of ignorance is too special. It is not a real fire spirit vein in essence, so it can ignore the difference in the level of true essence and burn whatever it catches. It can be burned, not to mention the spirit pattern transformed from true essence, it can be burned without fail.

Mo Bule didn't know that the characteristics of the fire of ignorance solved the biggest obstacle to destroying these spirit patterns for him. He destroyed the spirit patterns with great joy. When the true energy in his body was empty, he sat down and practiced the Yanbo Haomiaojue, waiting for the true essence in his dantian to disappear. Filled, stood up and continued to destroy the spirit patterns, and by the way, he also regarded it as practicing the Thousand Flames Phoenix Cry Sword Art. When he destroyed nearly two thousand spirit patterns, one phoenix and one cry had become two phoenixes and two calls, and then the vine The increase of the sword means four phoenixes and four cries, and the efficiency is improved again.

A year later, a long howl spread all over the place.

"I'm finally out..."

Could it be that he danced with his hands and feet, howled with ghosts and howled with wolves, how easy is it for him, he finally got out of trouble, thank God, thank you, thank you Master...

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a soft voice, a sword strike turned this overexcited guy into a shooting star.

"Thank you uncle...what a ghost..."

Mo Bule stumbled and landed on a reef island less than half an acre in size suspended above the chaotic sea. Staring at the stars, it took him a long time to come back to his senses, jumping and jumping while clutching his buttocks.The uncle struck too hard, the sword just hit his ass, if it wasn't for the sword robe to protect his body, his ass would be torn apart.

Forget it, who told that guy to be an uncle, this place can't be found again, wiped his face, and rushed back to the Raging Fire Building in a murderous spirit, intending to get his breath back on Ye Nanfei, who told him that when he came back , Ye Nanfei came to kill him. Now that he has practiced the Thousand Flames and Phoenix Cry Sword Art, of course he has to do whatever he wants.

Canglong Ridge was far away, Mo Bule's murderous aura subsided, and he was dejected.The fire of ignorance is too sinister, it can only be used on people who are full of evil or enemies of life and death. How to live so carefree.

After a second thought, he went out of Yunjian again to find Mingjing. Trying the sword is not enough, but he can let Mingjing judge Qianyan Fengming. No matter how you say it, the master's swordsmanship talent is still worthy of trust.

Suddenly, Mingjing was not there, and the sword boy next to him said that he was invited to Fenghualing by a junior sister, and it was said that the junior sister wanted to ask Mingjing to teach him how to swordsmanship.

"He really went?" Could it be that he was happy to listen to the scriptures, Ming Jing's bad temper actually had the patience to teach others sword skills?real or fake?If this is true, it would not be in vain for him to betray the rabbit face and recruit female disciples for Luoxia Palace.

But if that junior sister is too dull, if Ming Jing's temper comes up, will she be slashed with a sword?Thinking of this, Mo Bule shuddered and flew to Fenghua Ridge.

Fenghua Ridge is about seven or eight mountains away from Chuyunjian, whether it is close or far, but after a while, Mo Bule has already reached the edge of Fenghua Ridge.

Compared with Canglong Ridge or Chuyunjian, Fenghua Ridge is not only relatively remote, but also much smaller in size. However, the scenery is beautiful, and it is enough to be ranked in the top five in Fangzhang Mountain. Because there are red flowers all over the ridge, it is as bright as clouds. It just so happens that this mountain is shaped like a phoenix bird, so it is called Fenghua Ridge. In the chaotic golden lotus sky, the aura is strong, and the flowers on the ridge bloom all year round.

It's just that although the scenery here is beautiful, there were only male disciples in Luoxia Palace at the beginning, fearing being laughed at, no one has chosen this mountain as a cave, until Mo Bule made a fool of himself and recruited about twenty female disciples, so he simply Arrange them all on Fenghua Ridge, where beauties and flowers complement each other.

Before entering Fenghua Ridge, he could vaguely hear the woman's melodious voice.

"Senior brother Ming, look at this style of yin and yang, isn't it like this?"

"No, no, I think this move should be like this, Brother Ming, do you think so?"

"You are all wrong. A good sword move makes you dance as if you have no bones. Brother Ming, do you think I did it right?"

"Hey, that's enough of you guys, I invited Senior Brother Ming to come, step aside, let me ask Senior Brother Ming for advice first..."

Mo Bule stopped immediately, with so many voices, how many junior sisters surrounded Mingjing for advice?Sneaking over to take a look, I saw a group of female disciples surrounded Mingjing, one, two, three, four, five... 25, not too many, not too many, this guy is so popular with female disciples?

Looking at the clear face again, the expression is always cold, and the guidance to the female disciple is also very good, but the corners of the mouth are tightly pursed, obviously suppressing the temper, and it is almost on the verge of eruption.

"The sword moves of the junior sisters all have shortcomings. I will perform this style of yin and yang, and I ask the junior sisters to think carefully about it."

A sword light erupted, and the flowers and leaves fell instantly, and a few mermaids flew up along the way.

"Ouch……"

"Ouch..."

Several coquettish shouts sounded at the same time, the beauty fell to the ground, extremely embarrassed, on Fenghua Ridge, all the beauty turned pale and there was no sound.

Mo Bule hid behind the stone, covered his eyes with one hand, and couldn't bear to see it.What a pity, he overestimated Mingjing's patience, that guy didn't have any compassion at all.

At this time, Mingjing withdrew the sword pill with no expression on his face, put his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "This style of yin and yang is enough for you to ponder for two years."

The implication is that within two years, don't come to disturb his retreat again.After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, heading straight for the stone where Mo Bule was hiding.

Mo Bule shrank his head, and was about to sneak away on tiptoe, but heard a clear voice like three feet of ice, coming from behind him.

"Eldest brother, since you are here, why don't you come and give advice to all the juniors."

Mo Bule's face was full of black lines, and his feet slipped faster. If he didn't slip now, wouldn't he be surrounded by a group of female disciples like Ming Jing, and communicate with a beautiful woman face to face? In the middle, it's listening to thousands of ducks arguing, which will kill people.

"hiss……"

A sword qi pierced through the air.

Mo Bule was shocked, turned his feet, and quickly dodged to the left. The sword energy brushed his arm and hit a field of flowers in front of him. Countless flowers were swept up and down, and they fell one after another. It was a beautiful scene, but Apparently no one is in the mood to appreciate it right now.

"Brother, are you planning to kill brother and usurp the throne?"

Had to turn around, Mobu Le had a bitter face, Mingjing's stinking temper was a disease that could be cured.