Chapter 68

At the end of his life, the fat man didn't dare to mess around. Chen Mo put the ring on his index finger. Suddenly, a genuine Qi gushed from the ring, from all parts and bones, strange meridians and eight veins.

Chen Mo immediately felt that his body was like being connected with Ren Du's two veins, connecting one Qi and being one.

"Is this?"

Chen mumingxian felt that his martial arts were different from those of nine turns of Qi and blood. Without time to think about it, Chen Mo's feet flickered, his footprints flickered continuously on the quicksand, and then his body method swam around the fat man.

Empty from the middle, full in the ridge, short in the upper, broken under the Xun, shaken up the Yu, Gen covered the bowl, Kun six broken, and Qian Sanlian.

The eight eight eight trigrams moves are natural.

Luo Kui's few people on the sand dunes have been silly.

"This is gossip?"

"As a foundry, do you have such superb martial arts? It's too exaggerated."

"Who the hell is he?"

Everyone was stunned and subconsciously looked at Chen Mo's friend Zhong Li Samadhi.

The woman seemed to laugh, and she seemed to ponder Chen Mo's courage to put herself in danger.

Chen Mo must have been stunned. The terrible sand sea seemed to be flat at Chen Mo's feet. At this time, the quicksand had covered half a head. At this time, the fat man's eyes clearly saw that the sand sea was swishing like a whip.

A diagram of eight trigrams unfolded around him, and the lines of each Eight Trigram leaped thousands of miles. Chen Mo's hands are sure. There is almost no breath to find in the blood circulation. The next second, Chen Mo's hands hit.

On the last gossip, I saw three bangs on the quicksand.

As if heaven and earth were overturned, a powerful force came out of the palm of the hand and moved one after another. Unexpectedly, quicksand stopped flowing, and a flawed eight diagrams jumped on the paper.

Impressiveness is the last stroke.

Qiansanlian!!

As the eight trigrams took shape, the fat man happened to be in the center of the eight trigrams. The mysterious eight trigrams calmed the quicksand for a moment. Chen Mo was shocked and suddenly flashed out. A line of clouds and flowing water stepped out of his feet, bang bang, bang bang, six times in a row. The ground was deep, and the sand sea on the ground flipped repeatedly. With a grab, he grabbed the fat man's hair, like pulling a radish upside down, and pulled the fat man out of the quicksand trap in one breath.

At this time, the quicksand roared, like a whirlpool pulled down four.

Chen Mo's pace was like flying, and finally brought the fat man to the sand dune.

Looking back at the quicksand over there, it was like a big swallow. The scene was terrible.

Chen Mo took a deep breath. The breath was long and continuous, which was more wonderful than the blood. He glanced at the one breath ring. It seemed like a cow's fork, which could actually improve his martial arts.

"Man, who the hell are you?" Luo Kui opened his mouth.

"It's just some karma that I learned gossip." Chen Mo replied.

This super first-class martial art can't be learned without teaching by words and deeds. In terms of complete gossip, it's at least the existence of the star general level. Several martial artists whose accomplishments are obviously higher than Chen Mo are shocked. Looking at him, how bad is this karma.

Yunsha, who looked down on Chen mo before, also changed her eyes.

Although she was in the late stage of Jinghua, she really fought with Chen Mo, and she was afraid that she had no chance of winning at all. With his casting skills and super first-class gossip martial arts, this teenager is simply rebellious.

If Chen Mo weren't a man, everyone would think he was a star.

"Return the ring to you. Be careful in the future." Chen Mo threw the ring to the fat man.

The fat man was terrified. After catching the ring, he threw it back without thinking.

"Huh?" Chen Mo holds the ring.

"If you hadn't saved my life, I would have died here today. If I wanted this ring back, wouldn't it damage my fat master's character? No, never!" The fat man waved his hand.

"Fat man is a local tyrant. Don't be polite to him, brother Shi Jin. This kind of high-level magic weapon is nothing in Daqi Wan." Luo Kui said with a smile.

Chen Mo is not a polite person. This Qi ring is really good. After taking it, a stream of genuine Qi flows through the meridians, and it seems to have a feeling of practicing Qi. "What is this magic instrument?"

"This ring is amazing." Luo Kui looked at the ring with envy. "The legend of the ring is that it condenses a little innate Qi. If you take it, this Qi can penetrate the meridians of the martial artist's whole body, and the martial arts you use have the effect of qihuajing."

Sure enough.

The martial art of nine turns of Qi and blood has not been separated from the scope of the physical body. It is performed with the body of blood and flesh, and all aspects are limited. And after opening Qi flower and practicing Qi, you can cultivate with the help of heaven and earth vitality. At this time, the martial arts used seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth. There was no limit to crossing the river and boiling the sea, moving mountains and shooting the sun.

Although Qi Jie is very powerful, it is only under the Qi flower state, and the effect is not so obvious after the Qi flower state. But often with an Qi ring, that point of innate true Qi flow throughout the body can quickly cultivate the condensed Qi flower of martial artists.

Chen Moyuan thought that he would be very golden if he quenched his body with the Qi of yin and Yang, but he didn't expect that one mountain was still high.

A Qi ring can be regarded as all his previous accomplishments. It seems that local tyrants like to pretend to be 13 and can't be underestimated. A Qi ring can make a martial artist as strong as a spirit flower. Chen Mo wants to be more abnormal when he meets Wang sun aristocrats at the palace test.

Fat man has reached the late stage of Jinghua. He is only a little close to congealing gas flower, and he doesn't want to quit. He simply sells a favor. Anyway, his father ordered it himself, and he doesn't care.

"Brother, you saved my life. Now we are friends of life and death." The fat man is much more familiar than before.

His reason is too great, and Chen Mo has nothing to say. Looking at the fat man's smiling eyes, Chen moxin thought that this guy didn't direct the play in order to make friends with him, a casting genius, who was deliberately in distress.

At night in the desert, the starry sky is like a sea.

The temperature fell suddenly, and the people were very tired after days of running. They found a shelter hill and lit a bonfire. Everyone relaxed and rested, gathered together, ate dry food, and began to talk nonsense when they had nothing to do.

"Brother, is your sister all right?" Since entering the West desert, nianyou has been sleeping in Chen Mo's arms. She can hardly hear her voice, but she doesn't look as listless as a fat man.

How to put it?

It's like a deep night sky without stars.

You can't see through.

But you must know that under the gloom, there is a light more dazzling than a gem.

"She's all right. She's not talkative." Chen Mo lowers his head, and nianyou sits in his arms in a horizontal embrace, like a sleeping chick, with long eyelashes swinging in the wind. Only he can appreciate this elegant and quiet sleeping face.

"Why don't you tell me something about yourself? What is Tianlou like? Have you really seen it?" Chen Mo asked.

The fat man also became interested. This guy had forgotten the danger of dying in the morning and was full of energy. "Yes, yes, does Ximo Tianlou really exist? This is really not a legend? My drinking friends used to talk about it."

"It's impossible to be sure, but we did see a huge Pavilion in the sky." Luo Kui answered very definitely.

Zhuang Jing can also testify. "Well, at that time, the distance was too far, and we couldn't get close. We just entered the periphery of the ruins and found several rare spirit stones."

"That was two years ago." Yunsha was silent for a while and said. "We paid a heavy price that time."

Mention this, a few people eyes dim, the atmosphere suddenly silent.

"At that time, we didn't expect to succeed this time." Luo Kui said with a smile.

Zhuang Jing, yunsha and Li Xiunian all agree, and they all seem very confident.

"Success what? Do you still dream of getting the destiny of the star general?"

Suddenly, cold water poured down with a disdain.