"Hide, joke, you guys have their own eyes, won't you look at them?" Yincheng said with squinting eyes.

The tall man's face turned a little dark, his strength was sealed now, how to probe Qin Mo's situation.

Qin Mo was a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that he broke through, these two guys actually knew. Moreover, he can clearly grasp that it is he himself who has stopped the increase in the number of sword shapes.

This insight alone is even more clever than Yin Hongling and the old man of the sword.

"It's strange! It's really strange! Your kid's Fighting Holy Body has only been opened to the fourth layer, and the fifth layer needs to reach the Grandmaster realm before it can be truly opened. The Battle Holy Body that has not yet reached the fifth layer is difficult to increase the number of sword shapes when condensing the sword base. ”

"And your kid's kendo talent, although it condenses a broken sword soul, but the sword soul is a broken soul, when forming a sword base, the number of sword shapes should not exceed seven thousand to ......."

The tall man shook his head frequently, lost in thought, as if deeply confused.

If it was someone else, he might not understand what this dwarf was talking about, but Qin Mo knew the meaning very well, and at the same time, he was shocked in his heart.

The number of sword shapes that construct the sword seat actually reflects the kendo talent of the swordsman, and it has little to do with whether or not he has a sword soul.

In other words, the number of sword shapes that construct the sword base is actually an external manifestation of the sword soul.

For example, when Xiao Xuechen condensed the sword seat, because of the poison of the divine soul in her body, her flawless sword soul was damaged, resulting in the number of sword shapes in the sword seat being only eight thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine.

And the sword soul in Qin Mo's body was still a crippled sword soul, how could it reach such an astonishing number of sword shapes?

As soon as the tall man said this, Qin Mo also reacted and realized this problem.

"Could it be that your kid's crippled sword soul contains an incomparably amazing sword meaning?" The tall man's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at Yincheng.

The latter lowered his head, licked his front paws slowly, and shouted: "What do you care about so much? The Eagle Falcon Wing Trial Sect Grandmaster Group is about to compete, the first thing this kid has to think about is how to live! If he dies, it's useless to talk about anything, this kid can't die anyway, Lord Benhu is still waiting for him to pull out the cold poison!"

"Yes, you kid can't die!" the tall man immediately put aside his doubts and shouted, "The seal in Uncle Ben's body is still waiting for you to break it! If you want to die, you can wait until you break Uncle Ben's seal, and then die......"

“......”

Qin Mo rolled his eyes, these two guys are too unpleasant to speak, since they have a request for others, won't they say something nice?

Immediately, Qin Mo talked about the attack and talked about how he was detained in the [Heavenly Ghost Pot].

"[Heavenly Ghost Pot]?!"

"How can you be in the Eastern Flame Battle City?"

Yin Cheng and the tall man's faces changed, as if they didn't expect that this ghost clan treasure would appear in the main city of Donglie.

Looking at the expressions of these two guys, Qin Mo frowned, and from the reactions of these two guys, it seemed that the [Heavenly Ghost Pot] was no longer in the hands of the ghost clan.

"Of course it's not in the hands of the ghost clan, in the last millennium war, the ghost clan powerhouse who held the [Heavenly Ghost Pot] was killed by a Gaidai powerhouse of the human race. This strange treasure has long been a Terran thing. Yin Cheng squinted at the fox and said.

Qin Mo heard that between the words of this fox, he hid a lot of secrets.

"In other words, the original owner of the [Heavenly Ghost Pot] has a great connection with the bet made twenty years ago?" Qin Mo asked.

Yin Cheng frowned and shook his head: "Not really......"

The tall and short man grinned and shouted, "What do you care about so much!" Win the first place in the grandmaster group, and you will see when the time comes, Mo boy, overthrow your gang of Terrans!"

"This kid has just condensed into a sword seat, and his cultivation is still stuck at the peak of the innate ninth rank, and it is too slim to win the first place in the grandmaster group!" Yin Cheng bared his teeth and smiled, "Shorty, should you show that helping this kid can be regarded as a reward for taking you in and breaking the seal for you!"

"Help me?" Qin Mo looked at the tall man, a little surprised.

It's not that Qin Mo despises this arrogant dwarf, and letting Yin Cheng treat him as an equal means that this dwarf is extraordinary in itself.

However, Yin Cheng also said that all the strength of this dwarf has been sealed, and only an incomparably strong body remains, so how can he help him?

"Okay! Uncle Ben will help this kid!" The tall and short man was very happy and agreed directly.

Immediately, the tall man stretched out his hands and began to touch Qin Mo's bones, carefully touching every bone and muscle of Qin Mo, until the tall man's hands probed into Qin Mo's lower body, and the latter immediately stopped him.

"Hey, what are you doing!?" Qin Mo put his hands on the tall man's hands, his face darkened a little, and he began to wonder if this short man liked men or women.

"Touch your **** and see if you are a virgin?" Uncle Ben can decide how to train you in just two days!"

Hearing this, the corners of Qin Mo's mouth twitched, and he said, "I'm not close to a woman!"

When the words fell, there was silence in the room, Yin Cheng and the tall man stared at Qin Mo in a daze, and then the vicious laughter of the two guys sounded.

"Wowhaha...... ,Boy,Lord Benhu really didn't expect that you are still a chick!Your kid is sixteen years old, and you haven't opened meat yet!Wahaha......" Yincheng grew up with a pointed fox mouth, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly.

The tall and short man patted his thighs, laughing so much that tears flowed out, and said hilariously: "I think Uncle Ben is twelve years old, and he has completed the beheading of 100 people, and your kid is still a chick! Little brother, do you want to take advantage of two days for Uncle Ben to teach you two hands?"

"No need!" Qin Mo's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That's how you guys, help me?"

Looking at the two guys who were laughing madly, Qin Mo made up his mind in his heart, next time he gave these two guys a needle, he must inject some sword qi to kill them.

After a while, the tall man stopped laughing and said solemnly: "Actually, your kid is a chick, but there is no best." Uncle Ben has a fingering technique, which happens to be cultivated by the body of a boy, and once comprehended, it can be achieved in a short period of time. ”

"This kind of fingering is not powerful in itself, but it can increase the power of your sword skills by about 30%. In addition, when practicing swords, with this fingering, it can also accelerate the improvement of sword skills. ”

"If you kid can master this fingering technique within two days, it will be enough to make up for the lack of cultivation. ”

Qin Mo was thrilled when he heard this, and asked, "What's the name of this fingering?"

The tall man grinned, stretched out his palms, and slammed his force, his ten fingers straight, like sharp swords, and emitted wisps of heat.

Immediately, with a movement of his palms, his ten fingers changed from rigid to soft, and between the waves, there was a mysterious feeling of flowing water without a trace......

Then, the ten fingers changed again, gently rhythmic, and the volley struck, and the surrounding space also trembled, as if the space could crack at any time......

After that, the tall and short man closed his palms and held his ten fingers, and there were clouds and clouds again......

This scene made Qin Mo's eyes flash continuously, his eyes lit up, as a swordsman, he deeply understood how much the power of sword skills was greatly improved with such a pair of palms.

"This is a secret inheritance of my clan, boy, you have to swear that after you learn it, you will never pass it on to the second human race without the permission of this uncle!"

When the tall man said these words, he was extremely cautious, revealing an indescribable majesty. His eyes flickered like brilliance, and his pupils were actually erected, which made Qin Mo frightened, thinking of some kind of legendary creature.

Qin Mo also nodded cautiously, and immediately made an oath.

Next to him, Yin Cheng pouted and said, "Make a ghost oath!" Is [Thousand Illusion Rou Finger] so easy to cultivate? Unless this dwarf clansman, or a fighting holy body like you, is replaced by someone else, the end of cultivation will be all ten fingers wasted, and there is no possibility of regeneration." Hum...... , which is so. Boy, Lord Benhu is also generous and will help you practice this finger technique!"

Looking at Yin Cheng's smile, Qin Mo's back was cold, and he had an ominous premonition.