Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

Hearing what he said, Zhao Jun had no choice but to shrink back into the bed resentfully, and fell silent.Their cultivation methods are different from Zhao Mo's. Zhao Mo can build a foundation after he has fully learned the Heavenly Demon Dance, but they need to absorb energy and open up the meridians of the whole body before they can start to build a foundation.Although according to Zhao Mo, the foundation-building method of Tianmowu is the slowest of all foundation-building methods, and they will improve a lot faster by opening up the meridians in this way, but Zhao Jun didn't feel how fast it was at all, and he practiced for more than ten days Yes, he has only opened up one meridian until now.

Because of his age, Zhao Jianxin's progress is not as good as Zhao Jun's, but he is not in a hurry. The practice these days alone makes him feel much stronger than before. My waist is sore or my arms are sore, my strength has increased, my physical strength has also improved, and even my spirit is getting better and better.After listening to Zhao Mo's words, he thought for a while and said, "That's okay, but you have to be careful when you go to the iron mine, so that no one will find out. It's best not to take too much in one mine, and spread it out. .”

"That's right, if a lot of ore is missing in a mine, it will definitely attract attention." Zhao Mo nodded, hesitated for a while, and asked Zhao Jianxin in a low voice with a bitter face: "Is it not good to just steal ore?" Uncle? I don't always feel comfortable stealing."

Zhao Jianxin was overjoyed when he heard it, and couldn't help passing Zhao Jun who was lying flat, leaned over and rubbed Zhao Mo's head, and said with a smile to his silly nephew: "Mo son, you can't do this, you have to change yourself You are now a serious cultivator, and you are fundamentally different from ordinary people. If we change this to our traditional saying, you are the difference between immortals and mortals. Many things can no longer be Look at it from the perspective of an ordinary person. Although you can't rely on your own strength to do evil and bully ordinary people, there is no need to stick to the rules and regulations set for ordinary people. In this society, to put it bluntly, ordinary people with little power have to regulate Live by the rules, powerful and rich people can enjoy many privileges, and they will not be held accountable for doing some illegal things. However, power and money are actually not as important as their own real power."

This call made Zhao Mo dizzy, looked at Zhao Jianxin with both eyes, and told Zhao Jianxin whether he understood or not with a blank look.Seeing him like this, Zhao Jianxin didn't expect to be able to turn Zhao Mo's ideas around all at once. After all, this nephew still has too little experience and his temper is not lively enough. These things need to be instilled gradually in the future.

He changed the question and asked Zhao Mo: "Think about it, if a very powerful or rich person gets old and sick, wouldn't they still have to lie in bed waiting to die? Cultivation can make people possess With powerful power, the lifespan will continue to prolong as the cultivation base gets higher and higher. According to what you told us, the lifespan will be endless after cultivating to the demon master stage. As long as you don’t fall accidentally, you will never die. Isn't power what those people dream of?"

Zhao Mo nodded and said, "So, I'm actually more powerful than those rich people and officials?"

"Yes, you have to have this kind of awareness yourself. Uncle doesn't want you to act recklessly because you have great power and feel that you are superior, but you also don't want you to be restricted by the secular world and always feel that you are inferior to others. Since you are on the road If you want to practice this way, you must have a correct positioning for yourself, so that you can keep going.” In fact, Zhao Jianxin did not understand these words before, but he secretly read them after he beat Zhao Mo and taught him how to practice. There are a lot of fantasy novels, which I just figured out when I have nothing to do.

Zhao Mo continued to nod, blushing with embarrassment, he was indeed a little inferior, although he didn't usually show it, he still felt that he was much stupider than others, his brain was not fast enough, and he was not good at studying. good.But fortunately, the old man didn't know that he beat Zhang Chenglong, otherwise he wouldn't just talk about him so nonchalantly.

At this moment, he finally turned his head around. Seeing that Sanwa had fallen asleep, he moved his hands away, hugged his pillow and asked Zhao Jianxin, "But, what does this have to do with me stealing ore?"

Zhao Jianxin was taken aback by his question, and lay down after a while, and covered up his embarrassment by pulling the quilt over, and said, "It's okay, I just remembered this suddenly and told you about it. As long as you can listen to it." Sure enough, there are children who can let themselves preach, and the feeling is too addictive. One can't help but say this big thing, but he doesn't know when he gets off topic. It's really embarrassing.

Seeing that he was going to sleep like that, Zhao Mo stopped asking this question, talked to Zhao Jianxin, and then hugged the pillow into the wedge space.It's just that when he went in, he was still muttering in his heart: I seem to understand the truth of what the old man said, but this matter of going to the iron mine to steal ore is still not good no matter how you think about it!

The next night, after Zhao Mo put Sanwa to sleep, he greeted Zhao Jianxin, and walked towards Xishan in the dark.After only a few times, he has become proficient in avoiding street lights and running vehicles in the dark, and he has reached the mine in Xishan without any problems.

In order to avoid the workers on the night shift, he walked around the mountain. The two-meter-high wire fence was nothing to him. He deliberately hid himself, and the ordinary people on duty couldn't find it at all.There is no other space for the stick wedge, but there are plenty of places. It is no problem to put a mountain in it, as long as Zhao Mo has the ability to move a mountain.

With Zhao Mo's current strength, those huge ores that haven't exploded can't be moved, and those that have been blasted can basically be moved.As long as he can move it, he can throw the wedge into the space.After spending most of the night, he got enough iron ore.

While he was still carefully collecting the ore, Sanwa was standing on the flat ground not far from the old house, releasing her own magic fire to blow one of the several huge Chiyan black gold stones, which was medium in size and more than one meter long. Gao Gao refined the Chiyan Wujin Stone, and produced a mass of black liquid that was a circle smaller than his head, and then put it into an empty bucket wrapped in energy by himself.This bucket was specially found by him in the supermarket. He didn't dare to use the bucket at home for fear of being discovered by Zhao Mo.

He didn't follow Zhao Mo secretly tonight, but came here to take the opportunity to refine a flying sword with the Chiyan Wujin Stone here.These days, they secretly used up a piece of medium-quality Wu Jinjing. Sanwa has already reached the late stage of foundation establishment, and is just waiting to find a chance to escape Zhao Mo so as to break through to the magic pill stage.Jiang Yunxuan's appearance and the power of the guardian mark put pressure on him. He urgently needs a magical weapon at hand, otherwise he will definitely suffer in a real fight.

If you are still in your own universe, you can buy all kinds of materials needed to refine a flying sword with energy crystals on any cultivation planet, but here, there are very few things that can be used as refining materials However, Sanwakong has a lot of secret methods of refining weapons, but Feijian can only be refined with the same material as Chiyanwujinshi.However, going to extremes like this also has extreme advantages. The Chiyan Wujin Stone is known for its hardness. All the flying swords made with it are harder and sharper than magic weapons of the same level. At least, Zhao Mo refined it with iron His flying sword clashed with his Wujin sword, and the Wujin sword only needed one blow to cut through the Tiejing sword.

It took Sanwa nearly an hour to refine the Chiyan Wujin Stone. After collecting the Wujin liquid, he used his soul to contact the rubber duck Jiuyou who was thrown by him to protect his elder brother. After getting the news that Zhao Mo was still in Xishan Continue to use the magic fire to refine the remaining pieces of Chiyan Wujin Stone.

In order to hurry up, Sanwa took out a small piece of black gold crystal from Jiuyou as a spare from her bosom, and used the energy contained in it to speed up her refining speed.At the price of wasting a piece of black gold crystal, he finally refined all the red flame black gold stones on the flat ground before Zhao Mo came back, and successfully refined a flying sword.

With the blessing of the refining secret method, this black sword with a dark body and overflowing with cold air has become a low-level magic weapon. It is one level higher than the magic weapon, and it is also used by the poorer late-stage magic core cultivators. It's that kind of grade.But even so, Sanwa, who once owned the top treasure, disliked this flying sword because it was too low in grade and had no sword spirit. She didn't even bother to name it, so she just called it Wujinjian.

Zhao Mo, the current owner of the top-notch treasure wedge, is sitting on his exclusive platform in the wedge space, holding the black flying sword that he just refined, and he can't put it down.After rushing home, he found that his two younger brothers and the old uncle were sleeping soundly, so they put their heads into the wedge outside the house, and then urged the fangs with the thumb inside to get in through the crack of the door, and rolled into it. In the quilt on the kang, so as not to make too much noise when opening the door to wake up the sleeping person.

Although it was only a low-grade magic weapon, Zhao Mo, who was refining the weapon for the first time, used a wrong seal formula, which caused the smooth surface of the flying sword to become a bit bumpy, and this flying sword that belonged to him also made Zhao Mo turn over I turned over and looked at it non-stop, and happily named it Heizi.

His flying sword is also a big black sword, and its appearance is exactly like the body of the Nine Nether Demon Sword that crossed the universe in the hands of the Fuya Demon Lord, because when the shape of the flying sword was finally sculpted, Zhao Mo suddenly remembered He saw the man who was deeply imprinted in his heart in the shocking pictures he saw when he entered the Wedge Space for the first time.

The pair of bone wings covering the sky and the sun, the pair of scarlet eyes with murderous intent, and the invincible black sword in his hand have become the most majestic and domineering image of a hero in Zhao Mo's heart, so he pressed the button whenever he had an idea. Following the appearance in his memory, he also refined his flying sword into such a big black sword, the blade alone was as wide as his own waist.

Fortunately, the flying sword is driven by energy and divine sense, so Zhao Mo doesn't need to hold the hilt of the sword to slash and stab, otherwise, whether his hand can hold the hilt is a problem.Even so, when Zhao Mo stood on the platform and practiced using his divine sense to direct the flying sword to fly around him, the huge sword body didn't seem to match him at all.

But big also has great benefits, Zhao Mo can easily step on the sword, don't have to worry about the flying sword is too small and there is no place to step down, let alone take the three children to sit on the flying sword, and add Zhao Jun It won't be crowded when you stand on it.

In the wedge space, he could not leave the range of the platform, and he could not practice flying with the sword. Zhao Mo, who was very itchy, came out of the wedge happily after getting familiar with his flying sword, and planned to take it with him during the daytime. Sanwa and the others went to the backyard to test the flight together.

At this time, it was already 45:[-], Zhao Mo had just got into his bed and lay down for a while, when he heard Zhao Jianxin get up from the kang stalk.He hurriedly got up, folded the quilt lightly, and whispered to Zhao Jianxin who was still putting on his clothes: "Old man, I have finished refining the flying sword. After a while, the army and the two of them will get up." Take it out and show it to you. When we come back from school at night, let’s go to the backyard and try flying.”

After Zhao Jianxin put on his clothes, he started to fold the quilt, and whispered to him: "It's been refined so quickly? Didn't you just go to find the ore last night?"

"Hey." Zhao Mo smirked twice, rubbed his nose and said in embarrassment: "I didn't expect it to be so fast. I don't use the magic fire very well, and seven or eight tons of iron ore can be refined for a short time." With a hundred catties of iron essence, the remaining impurities cannot be removed.”

"Just practice more." Zhao Jianxin said, getting off the kang to put on shoes, seeing Zhao Mo dressing Sanwa who was also getting up without saying a word, couldn't help but said to the two of them: "Sanwa doesn't follow You have to go to morning self-study at seven o'clock like a soldier, why do you wake up so early all day! Children don't sleep much and sleep late, what should I do if I go to school during the day and feel sleepy?"

"He doesn't snooze, he is energetic all day long." Zhao Mo rubbed against Sanwa's face, "Isn't it, Sanwa?"

"Brother, I want to eat fried rice with eggs." Sanwa rubbed back against Zhao Mo a little listlessly, her voice also a little low.Excessive energy consumption last night, the spirit is fine, but the body is already a little bit overwhelmed, and the waves of exhaustion in his body at this moment make him feel very uncomfortable.

Seeing that he didn't wake up as energetic as usual, Zhao Mo felt distressed, and immediately agreed to cook him fried rice with eggs, and kept asking him if he wanted to sleep for a while, and if he felt uncomfortable somewhere. I've been circling around him the whole morning.

Zhao Jun, who was the latest to get up, also got up, and the whole family gathered around the table in the main room and began to eat breakfast.During the meal, Zhao Jianxin mentioned that Zhao Mo practiced the flying sword well, but Zhao Jun couldn’t sit still when he heard it, he ate the meal voraciously, put the empty bowl on the table and started urging Zhao Mo: “Brother, you Hurry up and eat. Don't keep staring at Sanwa, it's not that he can't eat by himself, you eat yours quickly! Hurry up and take out your flying sword for me to take a look at!"

Zhao Mo was so urged that he had no choice but to quickly grab the rice in the bowl and put it into his mouth, then went to the side to take out his flying sword from the wedge space.A huge black sword weighing about one hundred catties floated in front of Zhao Mo. The black and wide sword seemed to emit bursts of cold air. It didn't matter how sharp it was, as long as it was slapped sideways, it was enough for people to bear.

"Wow! It's so cool!" Zhao Jun's beautiful big eyes inherited from his mother were shining brightly, and he leaned forward and touched the sword with his hands. The decorative pattern that was put on it kept boasting: "This kind of giant sword is really cool, brother, are these pits some kind of formation? The one that can make the sword bigger and smaller by inputting a little energy. Seed?" After hearing this, he knew that he also secretly read those fantasy novels.

Zhao Jianxin, who was at the side, also came over to take a look. After all, he was a man, and he was also very interested in flying swords, which can make people's blood boil.But when he saw the huge black sword that appeared in front of Zhao Mo, he was excited and surprised at the same time.He thought that the flying sword refined according to Mozi's personality should be very simple, it should look like an ordinary sword with nothing fancy, but he didn't expect to see such a big guy.

"It's not a formation." Zhao Mo was embarrassed to admit that it was a flaw caused by his too unfamiliar refining technique, and vaguely changed the subject: "When we come back from school at night, I will take you to the backyard to fly for a while and try it out. try."

When Zhao Jianxin and Zhao Jun were sizing up the black giant sword, Sanwa, who was holding a rice bowl and glanced over, looked a little weird, and turned his head back to eat his egg fried rice with secret joy in his heart.He recognized at a glance that the shape of the flying sword of the elder brother was a copy of his previous flying sword Jiuyou Demon Sword. In this way, the elder brother has always been thinking about his original heroic appearance in his heart!

A faint voice came from the yellow-skinned duck on the kang in the house to Sanwa's mind: "Master, in fact, I have always thought that the huge and clumsy appearance of my magic sword is really stupid."

"...Then you can stay in that small and delicate duck all the time."