Chapter 305: Feng Ming Sword
Facing the worries of Jiang Yao and others, Chen Mo didn't explain anything, just smiled and said, "You'll know when the results come out!"
Jiang Yao and the others didn't believe Chen Mo's words at all, even if they were powerful geniuses, it was impossible for them to answer the exam papers in ten minutes, not even the invigilator.
But since Chen Mo didn't want to say it, they couldn't ask, so they could only tell Chen Mo that he must take the exam seriously, and he must not give up on himself until the last moment.
Chen Mo was a little helpless, but he couldn't refuse the kindness of a few people, so he could only accept everyone's kindness aggrievedly.
However, in the next exam, Chen Mo handed in his papers ten minutes after entering the examination room every time, and this was the case for two consecutive days.
The students were suddenly shocked, and almost all of them concluded that Chen Mo would definitely give up the exam!
And this time, in order to avoid trouble, Chen Mo simply hid as soon as he finished the exam, so that Jiang Yao and the others could not find him.
After the two-day exam, Chen Mo went back to Yanguihu Villa directly, and there were still a few days before the results were released, which was almost enough for him to absorb the remaining innate spirit roots and cultivate the Mu Xing Body to the Great Perfection.
Half an hour after Chen Mo returned to Yanguihu Villa, the last exam ended.
After the classmates came out, they didn't deliberately look for Chen Mo's figure, and it seemed that they had long been accustomed to Chen Mo disappearing after the exam.
However, even if Chen Mo is not there, some things are still unavoidable.
Zhang Qiang quietly stood beside Zheng Xiuli and asked in a low voice: "Squad leader, Chen Mo obviously gave up the exam, if he doesn't dare to come on the day the results are released, what should we do?"
Zheng Xiuli was not worried at all, and sneered: "Don't worry, it's just right that he doesn't come, so we can say whatever we want." When the time comes, it will be him who will be ashamed!"
"Yes, if he doesn't come, let's say he's afraid of losing and won't dare to come!" Zhang Qiang sneered sinisterly.
Zheng Yuanhao came out of the examination room, looked up at the sky, his face regained the brilliance of his former self-confidence, he felt that today's air was exceptionally fresh and comfortable.
"Chen Mo, you lost!" Zheng Yuanhao showed a relieved smile.
"It doesn't matter if you are Master Chen or a legendary martial artist, but those are not the duty of a student. As a high school student, if you can't even pass the college entrance examination, you are still the waste of all the high schools in Wuzhou!"
Human beings, sometimes a very contradictory life.
People like Zheng Xiuli and Zheng Yuanhao, in normal times, they always regard their illustrious family background as a bargaining chip that is superior to others.
However, when their family background is not as good as others, they will put aside their family background, compare their own strengths with the weaknesses of others, and after winning, they will be complacent, feeling that they have finally defeated their opponents.
In his previous life, when Chen Mo concealed his identity and was just an ordinary student, Zheng Yuanhao and others used their family background to suppress Chen Mo everywhere. Now that Chen Mo has become Master Chen, whom everyone respects, Zheng Yuanhao and others have begun to compare their academic performance with Chen Mo again.
It's like a sentence: When I reason with you, you play hooligan with me. When I play hooligan with you, you start reasoning with me again.
I really don't know what these people think?
Chen Mo retreated for the seventh day.
On the rooftop, a blue light soared into the sky.
A strong breath of life permeates the entire Yangui Lake villa.
Chen Mo was exposed to the skin outside, and he could see the cyan and golden rays of light flowing slowly, which was a manifestation of the cultivation of the Golden Body, the Wood Body, and the Great Perfection.
It's just that Chen Mo is still sitting there with his eyes closed, as if he hasn't finished his cultivation yet.
Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from Chen Mo's body.
However, this breath comes and goes quickly, and it is fleeting.
Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes at this time, and a trace of worry flashed on his face: "The power of the innate spirit root is really strong, and it almost can't be controlled, and it directly enters the sixth level of condensation. Thankfully, at the last minute, I was able to get it under control!"
In his previous life, Chen Mo suffered a big loss because his cultivation progressed too quickly, and in his later cultivation, he felt that his foundation was unstable.
This time, Chen Mo decided to work steadily and steadily, trying his best to polish every realm to the Great Perfection, step by step, hoping to go further on the road of cultivating immortals.
"Teacher Wang hasn't called yet, and the college entrance examination results shouldn't have come out yet. I promised Jiang Heshan that after dealing with this matter, I would go to the Condor Special Combat Team to serve, and first refine the sword that promised Yan Qingcheng. ”
Chen Mo took out the half of the human immortal bone, the last time he refined, he only had the strength of the four levels of qi condensation, and it was very difficult to refine the human immortal bone.
This time, Chen Mo was a five-fold Qi Condensation cultivator, if he hadn't deliberately controlled it, I am afraid that he would have broken through to the sixth-fold Qi Condensation.
In the realm of cultivating immortals, every time you raise a level, your strength is a qualitative leap.
Now, Chen Mo felt that he should be able to refine that piece of human immortal bones.
As soon as his mind moved, half of the human immortal bones as white as jade appeared in front of Chen Mo, suspended in mid-air.
Chen Mo's face was serious, and his hands kept pinching out the complicated seals, and it took ten minutes to complete the arrangement.
"I use the Northern Hell Fire Formation to refine it, and this time it must be successful. ”
A white rootless fire, strangely wrapped around the half of the human immortal bones, and burned gently.
The flames looked strange and didn't seem to be lethal. However, there were strong folds in the air around him, proving that the flame was much hotter than ordinary mortal fire.
From evening to late night, and then to dawn, Chen Mo kept refining, if it weren't for his cultivation breakthrough, I am afraid that he would not be able to support it at all.
It wasn't until noon the next day that the bones of the human immortals were finally refined. And Chen Mo's face was already slightly pale, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously overconsumed.
However, Chen Mo still didn't dare to slack off, took out all kinds of rare materials from the storage ring, and added them to a cloud of silver liquid formed by the bones of human immortals.
After another half an hour, a three-foot-long, thin sword as thin as a cicada's wings took shape.
"Yan Chengcheng, drip your blood inside!" Chen Mo shouted in the air, his figure shaking endlessly.
Yan Tingcheng and Sang Sang hurriedly swept out of the room below, looking at the terrifying sword in front of Chen Mo, Yan Tingcheng had a trace of joy in his eyes.
Yan Qicheng was very generous, and directly cut his wrist, and a red blood sword shot into that sword.
Resonant!
The sword unexpectedly sounded a crisp phoenix roar, and a phantom shadow of a fire phoenix spreading its wings merged into the sword body, and the sword instantly took shape.
A long sword as thin as a cicada's wings and blood-red was held by Chen Mo in his hand.
Looking at the sword in front of him, Chen Mo was relieved and showed a smile: "The first time I refined a weapon on the earth, I was able to reach a medium-grade magic weapon, and the effect was not bad!"
"Since you have been endowed with the essence blood of the Tianfeng bloodline, and there is a phoenix when you become a sword, then call you Fengming Sword!"
After Chen Mo finished speaking, he shook his hand and threw the Fengming Sword to Yan Chengcheng below.
"This sword is enough for you to use for a while, take it and test its power!"
Yan Qingcheng took the sword, his face was full of joy, and he stroked the sword body, and there was a feeling that the blood was connected, as if this sword was a part of her body.
"Feng Ming Sword!" Yan Tingcheng muttered to himself, overjoyed.
"Phoenix Dance Nine Days!"
Yan Chengcheng was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, and the Tianfeng sword trick was instantly used, turning into a fire phoenix and soaring into the sky.