When Zuo Mo finished tossing the spiritual garden he had just rented, he dragged his tired body back to the West Wind Courtyard, but when he saw the pink little crane who arrived almost at the same time as him, he wanted to roll his eyes and faint directly.

Can you not toss?

Zuo Mo wanted to cry. This matter of Kana is not transferred by his will, he can only be transferred.

Lord, it's so boring, let's play the game!

Zuo Mo really wants to go back to his brother, it's really not boring at all. But considering the other party's quirky hobby of setting off fireworks, Zuo Mo still replied extremely calmly and rationally: I don't know how to play games.

He felt that he was not cheating on the other party, and that he really did not play games. Game, these two words are so unfamiliar to him that he doesn't seem to know them at all. His life, from the first moment he opened his eyes, was destined to prevent him from playing games and living life leisurely.

But the other party was very generous, friendly and did not dislike and said: It's okay, the slave godmaster is fine.

Zuo Mo made the final struggle: I am a fool, I can't teach.

However, as with countless people before, the other party did not give him any room to resist at all. As a result, Zuo Mo saw a series of game rules of about 8,000 words. This time, Zuo Mo really fainted. With such difficulty, it was an impossible task for him, a non-game enthusiast. He only glanced at it twice, then decided to give up, and said bitterly: Actually, I am really stupid!

However, considering that the probability of provoking the other party is too great, he still weakly added: Otherwise, you find the easiest game?

This time, what came to him was a game with a word count of about 200 words.

Hey, Zuo Mo's spirit couldn't help but perk, isn't this a formation problem? He looked at it carefully again, and finally determined that this was indeed a formation problem.

The formation is a set of systematic knowledge, and Zuo Mo, who came from the small sect, naturally will not have any experience. However, in some major sects, the disciples learned the formation, from the simplest single spirit array, to the two-yi array and the dual-element array, which gradually became more complex. This is a rather long learning process, and in order to help the disciples learn, some cultivators who are profound in the formation have also sorted out a set of learning methods. Among them, there are various formation questions.

For example, correction, such as filling gaps, such as optimization, and so on, there are many names and endlessly. Later, some cultivators were very obsessed with this path and created extremely difficult formation problems. And many disciples often use this as a game.

But for Zuo Mo, he has never played it before, and he thinks it is very novel. The formation involved in the question is not complicated, and Zuo Mo has also learned it, but the questions raised are extremely tricky. For a moment, he couldn't help but fall into thought. The other party also seemed to know that he was thinking, and did not rush.

I thought about it for a long time, but I got nothing.

Zuo Mo shook his head vigorously before he regained some consciousness. He couldn't help but feel a little stunned in his heart, could it be that those disciples of the Great Gate Sect were playing with these? He couldn't help but feel a little envious, no wonder they were so powerful, they could play such powerful things.

However, he decided to put this thing away for a while, he still had a lot to do. Well, the game.,Just play for a while in your spare time.,Anyway, the damn woman didn't rush him now.。

Zuo Mo entered the stone room to practice "Fetal Breath Refining God" and the tombstone version of "King Kong Weiyan".

After cultivating, he took out the dripping sword from the spiritual spring, and with the nourishment of the spiritual spring, the luster of the dripping sword was a little clearer than before. Zuo Mo couldn't help but stroke the dripping sword, and began to practice.

A flying sword takes a long time to refine before it can reach the point where it is like an arm, and it takes even longer to think of doing whatever you want. The flying sword is like a partner of sword cultivation, and the longer the time, the more tacit understanding there becomes. Sword cultivators often don't change flying swords easily, and this is even more obvious after the Jindan period.

These days have been practiced every day, and the hard work has not been in vain, and now this dripping sword Zuo Mo has been pointed at like an arm. It is of a higher grade than the Ice Crystal Sword and is more spiritual.

Zuo Mo's heart moved, and the dripping sword in his hand bounced into the air. At the same time, he let out a clear whistle and bounced to the ground.

The sword flashed and swam like a dragon.

In mid-air, a flame that seemed to be composed of water emitted a faint brilliance. Wherever the sword light went, there was a water-shaped flame, light and silent.

Zuo Mo was fascinated, and using the dripping sword to practice the "Water Sword Technique" was simply an incomparable enjoyment. When he was interested, Zuo Mo was no longer confined to the sword technique, pointing and leading, almost without a trace. And between the sword lights, there was a cold and faint sword intent that was a little violent away from the water, but it was like a rippling wave of water.

Gradually, like the sword intent of the water waves, the light spirit gradually faded, and there was a little more heaviness and oppression. Swinging and rippling, it was full of strength, and it was only hidden and violent before, like the wind fueling a fire, burning fiercely.

As always, it was cold and quiet, mixed with strong rage, and two extremely contradictory feelings blended together, but Zuo Mo was unaware and did not feel any discomfort.

On the contrary, on the dripping sword, the light sword light like a flame gradually restrained.

When Zuo Mo came back from his epiphany state, he realized that before he knew it, his "Sword Technique from Water" had actually gone to a new level.

There weren't too many surprises, he stood there silently, savoring it.

He didn't know how many layers his "Leaving Water Sword Technique" had reached now, "Leaving Water Sword Technique" was not a profound sword technique, and even its creator was not a powerful sword cultivator. Zuo Mo can cultivate such a sword technique to this point, which can be regarded as an outlier. But after that, he needed to explore it by himself, because his cultivation of the "Water Separation Sword Technique" ended here. Later, although the creator also wrote some of his own speculations and ideas, there are many of them, all of which have been killed by the Pu Demon.

In terms of profundity, the Lishui Sword Intent was far inferior to the Tidal Sword Intent that Zuo Mo had stolen, but this was Zuo Mo's own comprehension, and it was also the most profound Sword Intent he had mastered! His understanding of the Lishui Sword Intent was far greater than the Tidal Sword Intent.

Perhaps, he can also refer to the tidal sword intent to improve the "Water Leaving Sword Technique", Zuo Mo's heart suddenly moved.

But he just thought about it, he wasn't arrogant enough to improve a sword technique. Moreover, his understanding of the tidal sword intent is only scratching the surface.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that there was someone outside the valley. However, the person who came was very honest and did not touch the ban.

Zephyr Valley Mouth.

Senior brother, the people from the Lingying Sect are here again! It was the outer disciple who reported the news from last time, but his face did not have the slightest panic from last time, but showed excitement.

Here it is again? Zuo Mo was stunned.

The disciple said respectfully, and then couldn't hide his excitement: There are five people here this time!

Zuo Mor's scalp tingled.

Five people

Last time, there were only three, but this time there are five!

Zuo Mo wanted to turn around and run.

They still don't give up, and they want to learn from their senior brother by name! This outer disciple didn't notice Zuo Mo's strange appearance at all, and said excitedly: These people really don't know whether they are alive or dead!

Cough. Zuo Moqiang calmed down, swallowed his saliva, and asked: Who are they this time?

The three from last time were there, and there were two others I didn't know.

Zuo Mo's heart is a little calm, it's okay. At least not all five of them don't know each other, and the two of them are defeated, well, they have every reason to ignore them. That woman, she didn't dare to fight last time, and she definitely didn't dare to act rashly this time. The headache is the two who don't know each other, since the other party is looking for a field, it must be stronger than the last two.

His mind was spinning rapidly, and his heart was hesitant, whether to go or not? He regretted that he had talked too much last time, and he asked, "What about the other senior brothers?" This kind of thing can't bother me alone every time.

Senior Brother and Senior Sister are out, Luo is in retreat, Senior Brother Xu Yi is refining, and he has been instructed not to disturb him. Senior Sister Hao Min is being punished, only Senior Sister Xu Yixia is free, do you want to inform her?

The woman?

Zuo Mo was suddenly displeased, but he still forgot it, and wanted to inform her that it was more likely that this woman was making trouble behind her.

Forget it! Thinking of his new understanding of the "Lishui Sword Technique" just now, Zuo Mo's heart suddenly became arrogant, and as soon as he had an experience, someone sent him to the door to try the sword, this Lingying faction is really a good person!

After figuring it out, Zuo Mo didn't have stage fright, nodded his head, and was full of style: go.

This outer disciple's face was suddenly inexplicably excited, and he hurriedly led the way in front.

When he arrived at the mountain gate, he saw the crowd of black and oppressive, and Zuo Mo suddenly stumbled under his feet.

Why so many people?

This outer disciple was extremely excited: everyone heard that the Lingying Sect was coming again, and they all ran over, so that they could witness the senior brother exert his might and teach the Lingying Sect a hard lesson!

Uh, but why are there still female disciples?," Zuo Mo asked rather speechlessly.

I want to come and see my brother's demeanor!

Zuo Mo suddenly had goosebumps all over his body.

Seeing Zuo Mo appear, the group of female disciples suddenly screamed, and Zuo Mo almost fell to his head.

Wow! Brother is so handsome!

Please! That's cool!

When Senior Brother was still an outer disciple, I knew that Senior Brother was not an ordinary person!

I really want to seduce him

I'll kill you!

Zuo Mo's expressionless face was black lines, and he decided to stay away from this group of crazy women.

As soon as Zuo Mo walked towards the male disciples, the male disciples were furious.

Brother, kill them!

Chop them up!

Removing eight pieces, cutting off hands and feet, picking tendons and breaking veins, and cutting off knives and knives

It's so uncreative!

Zuo Mo quickly distanced himself from the group of guys who had completely fallen into a frenzied fighting mood.

In the short distance between the female disciples and the male disciples, Zuo Mo, who was originally heroic, almost completely lost the battle.

Of course, in the eyes of others, Senior Brother Zuo Mo walked past them with a firm step, with a cold expression, and extremely coquettish.

However, when Zuo Mo saw the five Lingying Sect members with even worse faces, he was in a very happy mood.