Zuo Mo scolded like a raging storm with his head and face, and Zuo Mo was completely stunned.

"It's not rotten goods...... the ignorant Pu Demon wanted to explain.

"What's not rotten?" Zuo Mo's eyes widened.

Realizing that he was overwhelmed by Zuo Mo's momentum, Pu Demon suddenly became a little annoyed, he narrowed his right eye, revealing a touch of red like a narrow blood knife, and said coldly: "Hmm, what do you want to say?"

Zuo Mo couldn't help but suffocate, and as soon as he touched the cold and demonic gaze of the Pu Demon, he suddenly shrank back: "I...... I mean...... You're going to give it to me...... Something ...... no side effects."

"I'm a demon. Pu Demon said lightly: "The path I know is different from your cultivators, and it has a bit of side effects, which is normal." ”

Pu Demon's intention to heal the 132nd section [first update] is very clear, he can't be blamed for the side effects, and it is also clear that the things given in the future will still have side effects.

Once the Pu Demon plans to be unreasonable, Zuo Mo has nothing to do. There is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, and the right to speak is naturally unequal.

Zuo Mo had no choice but to remain silent.

Pu Demon's eyes became more and more unkind, Zuo Mo stiffened, he knew that if he retreated every time, his right to speak would only become less and less, and the end would only become more and more miserable. Rights are earned, and even if you take a certain risk for them, you have no choice but to do so.

In the face of Zuo Mo's stubborn silence, Pu Demon also had a headache.

If you want the horse to run, you have to give the horse grazing. Zuo Mo, a guy who only has spars in his eyes, is becoming more and more shrewd, and it is impossible to trick him like before.

Can be at their own time......

As soon as he thought of this, Pu Demon's mood was extremely disturbed. Looking at the guy in front of him who blocked himself, he really wanted to directly blast Zuo Mo into slag. But he still stubbornly suppressed the impulses in his heart, his temper was not good, but he was not stupid.

"It's not surprising that the demon's mental method, human beings will have problems cultivating. The fierce light in the 132nd section of the Pu Demon Eye Healing [First Update] gradually faded, and his tone returned to his usual peace: "However, I have some cultivators' mental methods on hand, and all the rewards in the future will be replaced by these methods, and I can't be blamed for side effects." ”

Zuo Mo was overjoyed, but he still corrected: "It's a transaction!" Trading and rewards are two completely different things, trading is your own reasonable income, but if it is a reward, it will change the taste.

"Whatever you want. Pu Demon looked indifferent, but he secretly had a headache in his heart, Zuo Mo is now getting more and more difficult to deal with.

"However, your speed needs to be accelerated!" Pu Demon's tone became rather dissatisfied: "Your speed of earning hedrons is too slow, I need more hedrons!"

"I'm just a foundation builder. Zuo Mo had to emphasize the facts.

Pu Demon was choked by Zuo Mo's words, he knew that Zuo Mo had been angry about his inability to improve his cultivation. Moreover, what Zuo Mo said is also true, among the cultivators in the foundation building period, there are not many who can earn spars more than him.

This guy who is keen to earn spars, but is very stubborn in his bones, has no good way to do it. Another person, to be honest, Pu Demon doesn't think he will do better than Zuo Mo, this guy is a natural good at earning spars. Pu Demon found that Zuo Mo was extremely sensitive to all factors related to him, he knew when to fight for it without angering the other party, he knew how to make trade-offs, he was really a smart guy.

Well, even among demons, there aren't many people who are so smart.

The potential shown by Zuo Mo gradually changed the attitude of Pu Demon, and he suddenly thought that a certain guy had picked Zuo Mo from the beginning, and he was in a bad mood, like eating a fly.

With a cold snort, he vanished.

The sudden disappearance of the pu demon Zuo Mo was not surprised, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, every time he negotiated with the pu demon, it was very dangerous. The Pu Demon will be quite normal most of the time, but his temper is moody, and if he is not careful, his fate will often be miserable.

Fortunately, the result was good this time, and he was quite satisfied.

However, he didn't need to think about earning hedron for the time being, because he was poor and penniless. And in front of him, there is a final round of sword trials.

The Kunlun rune array entered the jade jian, and he was determined to get it. Although there is a guarantee, Zuo Mo is still not at ease, there are as many as a hundred cultivators in the last round, and only ten people are taken, and the cruelty can be imagined. Although Su is profound, if it is self-preservation, there is no problem, but if you add one of your own, it is difficult to say.

It's better to be on your own.

He already had a rough outline of the plan in his mind. When he thought about this plan, he was filled with excitement and anticipation!

But now, he had to suppress the excitement in his heart, put the plan aside, and face a more immediate problem: healing.

The last time he competed with Chao An, he was weak and strong, and although he won in the end, he was still injured a lot. After the master's emergency treatment, he was finally roughly recovered, and Zuo Mo decided to recuperate slowly. Who would have thought that the boss would suddenly ask him to participate in the last round of the irregular sword test, and now that there is another reason for Yu Jian, he has to face up to the problem of healing.

His own cultivation is much lower than others, and if his body has not healed, even if he has Su on the side to help, he will definitely not be able to last until the end.

Of course, the most important thing is that the cost of healing does not require him to dig out the hedrons......

In Fangyuan, Shi Fengrong stood in front of the medicine barrel with a cold face. Zuo Mo's whole body was soaked in the liquid medicine, and only his head was exposed.

The inky black liquid exuded an unpleasant smell, and Zuo Mo was in it, so he was naturally even more dizzy: "Master, what's in here, why does it smell so bad?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Shi Fengrong said angrily: "Use your spiritual power well." As soon as she saw Zuo Mo, the nameless evil fire in her heart jumped up, and she couldn't suppress it. With such a good talent, he doesn't like to cultivate swords, he only likes to earn spars! How did he accept such a greedy disciple?

Zuo Mo heard the strong dissatisfaction in his master's tone, and immediately became much more honest.

In fact, he could feel the power of this potion liquid. The lively and vigorous medicinal power is like countless small insects, burrowing into one's body. It's just that this process is not so beautiful, Zuo Mo only feels like his whole body has been pricked by countless needles.

Hearing that the master let him use his spiritual power, he was slightly stunned, did he run the "Fetal Breath Refining God" or the "Vajra Weiyan"? The thought turned around in his mind, and he decided to run the "Vajra Weiyan". The origin of "Fetal Breath Refining God" is unknown, and it is not good to be seen by the master. He is not afraid of "King Kong Weiyan", which was given to him by Uncle Xin Yan. Although the "Vajra Weiyan" he is now cultivating is a tombstone version, the difference between the two is only five sentences.

As soon as he ran "King Kong Weiyan", Zuo Mo immediately felt a completely different feeling from usual.

Countless indiscriminately drilled medicinal powers, as small as needles, were like being attracted by magnets, turning into dozens of trickles, drilling into various large points in Zuo Mo's body, and quickly turning into the spiritual power of the meridians.

In a short period of time, Zuo Mo felt that the meridians all over his body were congested, and he couldn't help but be startled, he had never encountered such a situation.

Good boy!

What kind of potion is this?

Zuo Mo didn't care about anything else at this time, and desperately ran the "Vajra Micro Words", trying his best to disperse the excess medicinal power in the meridians into the flesh and bones of his body. The medicinal power spreads throughout the body, constantly repairing the damaged parts of Zuo Mo's body, like a heavy rain, moistening the dry earth. Those damaged parts greedily absorb the power of the medicine.

Outside the medicine barrel, Shi Fengrong showed a look of concern, and Zuo Mo's entire face was dark gold, like a golden cast. I don't know when, Pei Yuanran, Xin Yan, and Yan Le also appeared beside her.

"This kid is really good. Yan Le was surprised: "The refining body is also so strong, isn't this all to the point of flesh and golden clothes?"

Xin Yan snorted coldly: "I just don't like sword cultivation!"

The faces of the others suddenly turned ugly.

If Zuo Mo's cultivation talent was mediocre, a few people would not be so unhappy. But it is clear that the cultivation talent is excellent, what is cultivated, what is the progress is rapid. Even the "King Kong Weiyan" that was casually thrown to him, he actually practiced it silently to the point of flesh and gold, but he didn't seem to have any interest in cultivating swords in this sect. There are so many powerful sword tricks in the door that are all open, and this guy doesn't even look at it later except for two glances at the beginning.

How can Pei Yuanran and the others be happy?

"I insisted that he participate in the next round of sword trials, just to let him see the true power of sword cultivation. Rao is Pei Yuanran has a deep kung fu for cultivating qi, and he was also half angry by Zuo Mo: "I have already instructed Wei Sheng, let go and try the sword when the time comes." Hmph, let him see what sword cultivation is and why sword cultivation is the most powerful cultivator!"

"That's right! The disciples of this sect are not interested in the recipes of this sect, don't say that they spread it, even if the ancestors of the generations have knowledge, we will all lose face!" Yan Le, who was usually happy, also had an angry face at this time.

"It's unbearable!" Xin Yan's face was murderous.

Shi Fengrong, who was originally concerned, couldn't hold back, and said extremely dissatisfied: "This guy is undereducated!"

Zuo Mo's bad behavior made the entire Wukong Sword Sect's high-level hatred and hatred unprecedented.

Zuo Mo, who was concentrating on the operation of spiritual power, was completely oblivious, he didn't know anything outside. All his divine sense, all his spiritual power, all mobilized. This time, I don't know what spirit herbs were thrown by the master in the medicine barrel, the medicinal power is extremely fierce, and he feels that he is about to be squeezed by these swarming medicinal powers!

He channeled the potions much slower than they could burrow.

He gritted his teeth, he knew that as long as he survived this time, the harvest this time would be great. He was familiar with the refining of medicine, and he knew very well that the medicinal power contained in the elixir was limited after all. As long as he survives, he can calmly and slowly refine the medicinal power he inhales into his body. The medicinal power burrowed into his body, quickly turning into a little golden light, and blending into his muscles and flesh. Now he was covered in flesh and muscles, and the golden light was shining, and the little golden light like fine sand was getting finer and finer.

But the speed at which the golden light increased was far less than the speed at which the medicinal power increased.

And what made Zuo Mo feel even more panicked was that the medicinal power did not show any signs of exhaustion, and it was still as strong and fierce as ever!

The power of the medicine rushed into him like a flood.

His meridians were filled, but the medicinal power continued to pour in uncontrollably, and the meridians swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What made Zuo Mo even more panicked was that he couldn't stop!

The surging spiritual power and medicinal power are mixed together, like a wild horse that has escaped from the leash, and it can't be pulled no matter how it is pulled!

Damn it!!!!