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Chapter 102

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Moonwater Black Turtle Armor, seal soldier, a third-grade belt, a pair of third-grade wrist guards.

A soft gold belt engraved with a heroic glyph formation was unexpectedly the most expensive of these magic treasures.

Looking at the grey-beaked goose like a human, its wings folded behind its back, its head held high as it walked, Zuo Mo was dumbstruck. But it didn't last long before it became irritated and started to imitate a frog, jumping around in the yard, jumping up and down. Zuo Mo gaped. But after a while, even the frog jumps couldn't satisfy it. That pair of wings continuously made many strange movements. It looked like a strange bird that was convulsing and dancing.

Suddenly, Zuo Mo paled. This silly bird was charging towards the ling fields!

Good, good … …

Finally finishing the silly bird, Zuo Mo dragged his half-crippled body and burrowed into the stone room. Climbing into the stone room, he crossed his legs and meditated.

This time, the time he spent meditating was much longer than usual. It took him a full twenty hours before he awoke from his meditative state. Even though the wounds weren't too serious, but the channels in his body had been seriously damaged. The impure ling power had caused serious damage to the channels. At that time, he really had gone crazy. For jingshi, he didn't even want his little life? But when he thought about it, he didn't feel so. Why had he risked his life at that time? He couldn't say why.

It really was a tragic sight, there really wasn't any beauty … …

[Nimble Finger] was a formation that was widely used. Its use was to increase the flexibility of finger movements. However, the usefulness of this to Zuo Mo was average. Among low level xiuzhe, his finger movements were already very strong. This kind of increase was almost negligible to him. [Nimble Finger] was more effective for xiuzhe who were unfamiliar with finger movements. For those who were skilled, it wasn't very effective.

The grey-beaked goose used its wings to pat its head, its face full of understanding. Then it shook its head as though it was drunk. Flapping its wings, it swayed as it flew into the sky.

The effect of the Stone Milk was as evident as expected.

"Yes, yes!"

For xiuzhe, the effect of Stone Milk alone wasn't good, but for ling beasts, this thing was a treasure. Other than Zuo Mo, no one would feed three drops of Stone Milk to a second-grade grey-beaked goose. From the perspective of Jingshi, the three drops of Stone Milk were much more valuable than the second-grade gray-beaked goose. But the friendship between this person and bird was very deep. Even though this female bird had once done a despicable thing to mock him, ge is a great person and won't argue with a dumb bird like you, Zuo Mo thought.

On the paper crane, Zuo Mo's body froze when he heard this. He instantly sweated. This rumor spread … …

"Good stuff! It was definitely a good item! Tsk, tsk. Look at this weaving technique, seventy-two magpie branches, it's not something an ordinary master can weave. Looking at the style, there was only one word to describe it: noble! It was a classic model that would never go out of style within the next fifty years. Soft gold thread was a good thing. It was gold but not gaudy, bright but not uncommon. Only this kind of good material could support the foundation. If it was replaced with a poor quality material, it would be too degrading, and the comfort would be much worse. Who would be able to afford such a price if they weren't feeling well? Do you see this auspicious knot? It's amazing. Using auspicious knots to shrink the edges. I've never seen this kind of shrinking method before. This time, I've really broadened my horizons. The Valiant Talisman Formation is also carved with great care. This position just happens to be able to cover the entire body. If one were to wear it, one wouldn't look valiant or elegant. One can only say that one's potential is too poor … "

Zuo Mo couldn't help but make such a cruel evaluation.

Thinking about his dark gold hands, unstoppable and able to easily crush other people's flying swords, Zuo Mo's heart was excited. Of course, this was just a beautiful fantasy. No one would be so dumb to let their flying sword be caught by the other's hands. However, as an ambush, it could catch people off guard.

He struggled to sit up from the mud. He was used to the soreness of his entire body. Thinking about it now, he seemed to have frequently made himself into such a sorry state. After doing it many times, one would get used to it. Even something like enduring pain was like this.

This sitting lasted for another ten hours.

"Silly bird, silly bird, ge is a good friend!" Zuo Mo said to himself.

"Stop!" Zuo Mo couldn't resist anymore and swore, "You dare to waste my fields, I'll break your legs!"

The battle was very short, only one move, but the changes were not simple. Quite the opposite, there were many changes that Zuo Mo hadn't even thought about before. He had even used the self-damaging method of directly absorbing ling energy into his body to barely survive the other's move. There were too many things that he could learn from Chang Heng, like the accurate use of ling energy, the attack on the consciousness, the use of presence and pressure … …

He was very familiar with the wonders of the Moonwater Black Turtle Shell, and the seal soldier could still be used one more time. Something that could save his life at a crucial time like this, Zuo Mo naturally wasn't dumb enough to try it. He carefully memorized the spell and then carefully put away the seal soldier.

When he finally refocused, he found that he was unbearably hungry. Running into the house, he found some ling grains. Disregarding the fact that his skills weren't good, he made a meal of ling grains himself. Terrible craftsmanship caused the taste of the meal to not be very good. However, Zuo Mo still wolfed it down. The ling energy contained in the ling grains was very useful to him.

After some thought, he understood. He had put too much stone milk on the grey beaked goose. The grey beaked goose's talent was very average and could not tolerate so much stone milk. Too much of the medicinal power could not be dissolved in its body, causing it to act so crazily.

Wasn't this a perfect match for [Vajra Profound Sutra]?

When he arranged the spoils of war in a row, he instantly became excited.

Sitting on the paper crane, Zuo Mo almost fell off. It seemed that he was the one who had almost begged for mercy … …

"Did you hear, Shixiong challenged Ling Ying Sect by himself! Fighting one against five, he managed to defeat them! It's spread through all of Dong Fu! "

Running back to the stone room, he took out the precious stone milk and gave three drops to the grey beaked goose.

However, what was fortunate was that the wristguard did not disappoint him. There were two formations carved on it: [Thousand Catties] and [Nimble Finger]. After [Thousand Catties] was activated, it could greatly increase his power. In the eyes of other xiuzhe, especially sword xiu, this might be a useless formation, but Zuo Mo liked it.

These days, was it him that was crazy, or were they crazy … …

However, when he saw the grey-beaked goose lying not far away like a pile of mud, he was shocked, and hurriedly crawled over while swaying. The reason he could come back was definitely due to this female bird. If it wasn't for it, he would have been terrible! Coming next to the grey beaked goose, he carefully examined it before his heart relaxed. So this female bird was exhausted. Zuo Mo's heart was slightly moved.

After a short while, the grey beaked goose stood up again. However … …

Alright, he couldn't be too greedy. Zuo Mo muttered inside. Right now, he had to go to Dong Fu and sell a talisman to gather enough jingshi to pay off his debt. The belt probably wouldn't sell for much jingshi. If it really didn't work, he could only sell the pair of wristguards. He was slightly reluctant. The wristguard with [Nimble Finger] was easy to sell. What he couldn't bear to part with was the [Thousand Catties] formation.

However, he was on the fifth level now. Just now, after twenty hours of meditation, he had accidentally broken through to the fifth level. The gains from the battle this time weren't just this. So Zuo Mo, who had woken up from his meditation, didn't immediately get up. He sat there, reflecting on the entire battle.

In other words, this was just a decorative glyph. Zuo Mo wanted to spit blood. He felt it was reasonable for females to wear this kind of talisman. A man wearing a belt carved with [Martial Prowess] formation to parade through the streets, it was too showy. The belt was made from Sky Silkworm Soft Gold Silk. The quality was extraordinary. Such a good material to carve a formation that didn't have any practical use, it was a waste!

He didn't know where the grey beaked goose had flown off to. Zuo Mo could only take out his flying paper crane.

Zuo Mo slowly woke up. His face was stuck to the ground, and there was a lot of mud in his mouth. Only when he was in his own little yard did he feel slightly reassured.

Chang Heng's strength wasn't on the same level as his. It could be imagined from how the other could force him to the edge with one move. Thinking about it now, Zuo Mo felt fear. It wasn't that he hadn't thought of Chang Heng's strength, but he hadn't thought that it would be so hard for him to receive one of Chang Heng's moves. It really was a miracle that he had received such a small wound.

He didn't understand, he didn't understand!

Zuo Mo patted his chest with lingering fear. These days, even birds had times when they were so strong!

Zuo Mo couldn't hold on any longer and fled.

A middle-aged person dressed grandly was admiring a soft gold belt, his expression excited and fanatical.

Sitting on the paper crane, Zuo Mo swayed, swaying as he flew towards Dong Fu. Along the way, when the outer sect disciples of Wu Kong Sword Sect saw Zuo Mo riding the paper crane, they first paused and then their faces were full of admiration, all of them bowing to Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo couldn't do anything about it.

He wasn't discouraged. In terms of cultivation, the difference between the two was too great. Chang Heng was at the peak of zhuji, someone about to charge into ningmai. Zuo Mo was only at the fourth level of zhuji.

But when he inspected the inside of his body, his heart finally relaxed. The situation was better than he had imagined. Even though the wounds were very serious, especially the channels, but it was much better than he had imagined. What he was most afraid of was injuring his life source. That was a fatal wound that even jindan xiuzhe couldn't cure.

But that last attack, there were too many places that made him think about it.

"Lil 'Huang, Lil' Huang, it's your turn to perform!"

Frightened by Zuo Mo, the grey beak hurriedly braked and instantly fell head first into the mud. It was still slightly frightened of Zuo Mo. When it swayed and pulled its head out of the mud, Zuo Mo saw the situation wasn't good and hurriedly shouted: "Stupid, don't you know how to fly in the sky!"

Zuo Mo dizzily came out of the shop. The hundred treasures pouch at his waist was heavy. He felt as though he was dreaming.

"I heard, I heard! Such a sensational event, how could I not have heard? Supposedly, there was a ten zhang tall spider. That bloody mouth could swallow a cow. Zuo Shixiong beat it to the ground begging for mercy with one move … … "

Zuo Mo was extremely frustrated. Why did he pick something with a silver wax spearhead?

"Too strong! Look at Zuo Shixiong. Such a strong person but only riding a first-grade paper crane. What is called returning to the natural state! What did it mean to be enigmatic? This is it! "

After eating, he started to inspect his spoils of war.

The most important were the belt and wrist guards. Zuo Mo had to admit that he had made an error in judgment. The glittering gold belt only had one formation carved on it: Valiant. In Zuo Mo's view, this formation was a formation that had no use at all. Its use was to make the wearer's presence even more outstanding, and look even more valiant and extraordinary.

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