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Chapter 118

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For him, whose cultivation had stopped growing, the importance of formations was raised to an unparalleled level. If he wanted to solve the problem of stagnating his cultivation, he could not avoid the formation of talismans. Moreover, now that he knew how to refine array discs, he could also use those offensive array glyphs. Glyph arrays were also very helpful for alchemy and blacksmithing. No matter which path one chose, Jingshi was indispensable. How to earn jingshi was also a problem that Zuo Mo couldn't avoid.

The yin fire bead flew out of Zuo Mo's fingers, turning into a milky white line of fire and hitting a thick ancient tree in front of Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo's energy seemed to have been sucked out of his body as he sat down on the ground. Ever since he found out that his face had been altered and his mind erased, he had constantly told himself that he had to find the answer to his dream, to find the answer to why his face had been altered and his mind erased. But this belief that supported him to keep moving forward was suddenly destroyed from the root. He was at a loss.

Facts had proven that when people were forced into desperate straits, they would always burst forth with great potential.

"No problem." Li Ying Feng crisply took the jingshi. She knew almost all the shops in Dong Fu like the back of her hand. Buying all these things was effortless. As for cultivation, his junior brother was more talented than him, so he definitely had his own plans.

After Pu Yao's advice last time, Zuo Mo was extremely stingy with every thread of ling power in his body. This caused him to be extremely sensitive to the changes in ling power inside his body. Even the smallest change, he could detect it.

There was always a way out. Without spiritual power, there were still many ways.

But if his cultivation stopped growing …

Zuo Mo sweated. He knew that Shijie was doing this for his own good but he didn't know how to explain. He could only say, "This little brother isn't exiling himself. It's just that money is tight in this period of time."

How could this be? The sudden blow was like a bolt from the blue, causing him to be stunned and his head to buzz. After engraving mo matrices, the speed at which his cultivation grew decreased greatly. Although he was worried, he could still maintain his calm because it was still growing.

If the growth of his spiritual power really stopped, his cultivation would forever stagnate at the Foundation Establishment Stage! An unprecedented panic spread in his heart, and he hurriedly ran to his sea of consciousness. Pu Yao closed his eyes as he sat on the gravestone. No matter how Zuo Mo called him, he didn't move like a statue. Pu Yao was meditating. He could not ask Sect Leader Shibo and the others about this question. He wouldn't be so lucky as to think that Second Martial Uncle and the others, who were famous in the Yao Hunt, wouldn't be able to recognize the Demon Matrix.

A gust of wind blew past, and snowflakes danced in the air. Countless white fragments detached from the ancient tree and were carried away by the wind.

Li Ying Feng took the jade scroll and roughly scanned it: "About fifty pieces of third-grade jingshi. Eh, Junior Brother, are you interested in talisman arrays now? " On the list that Zuo Mo had provided, there weren't any high grade materials. It was all first-grade materials. Fifty pieces of third-grade jingshi was enough to buy half of the yard. Li Ying Feng was even more curious. How did Shidi spend the several thousand pieces of third-grade jingshi last time?

Li Ying Feng's face was shocked: "Where did you spend your jingshi? You earned so many Spar a while ago, and you spent it all? How did you spend it? "

Zuo Mo was happy to be idle, but very quickly, before he could enjoy the joy of making yin fire beads, after inspecting his ling power, his mood quickly dropped to rock bottom.

What Zuo Mo didn't know was that he had some fame among the production xiuzhe of Dong Fu. Especially after he had successfully cut the fourth-grade Cold Magnet, and then the news that he had successfully processed the fourth-grade Inky Black Lotus Seed, Zuo Mo's skill at controlling fire had become legendary.

Zuo Mo spread his hands: "Our sect still has to depend on Eldest Shixiong. My little bit of power isn't enough."

Zuo Mo didn't know what to say. He couldn't tell Shijie that there was a bottomless pit that "ate" jingshi in his sea of consciousness. Normally, several thousand pieces of third-grade jingshi, for a zhuji, was an enormous sum. If it was before, he wouldn't even dare to think about it. Even in Dong Fu, it was an astoundingly large sum. Now, Zuo Mo was telling her that he had spent all the jingshi. How could Li Ying Feng not be shocked?

Spending a very short amount of time, he determined the main direction of attack – formations!

His cultivation stopped at zhuji … …

Hee hee, he could consider "medicine-seal-style"! He could make his own lingdan, he could make his own talismans. As to paper seals, he didn't mind learning to draw seals.

But for his last life-saving measure, naturally the more powerful it was, the better!

His thoughts floated very, very far away. How long had it been since he had laid down like this? After he decided to find the answer, the time he spent lying on the roof listening to the sound tablet decreased. Each day, it was filled with countless scriptures and spells that he needed to cultivate. Each day, he needed to tell himself again and again that he had to work harder … …

Extremely tired, Zuo Mo was like a child, curled up, and fell into a deep sleep under the sound tablet's broadcast.

Zuo Mo was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him.

His cultivation had actually stopped growing!

Unable to resist Zuo Mo's pestering, Li Ying Feng finally agreed to Zuo Mo's request to reopen the shop. Due to the fame he had accumulated in the past, when Zuo Mo reopened, many xiuzhe came.

There were no dreams.

In the night sky, the stars were like a sea.

"There's never enough jingshi to spend." Zuo Mo laughed as he said to Shijie who was staring at him with wide eyes.

Especially now that Zuo Mo had opened jingshi payment, jade scroll payment, talisman payment, it was very popular, and business was booming.

In the deep night, he lay on the roof, the sound tablet continuously playing beside him. His head was pillowed on his arms, staring dazedly at the sky.

"En, yes, formations are very interesting. This is fifty pieces of third-grade jingshi. Shijie, help me prepare it. "

That dream? What would he use to find the person who had changed his appearance and erased his mind?

Zuo Mo made a sound, not knowing what to say. It seemed that Li Ying Feng Shijie had really been frightened by the Inky Black Lotus seed last time.

Opening his eyes, Zuo Mo felt his entire body unspeakably relaxed. The gloom of yesterday had been swept away. Thinking about his hopelessness and pessimism yesterday, he felt it was slightly funny. If his cultivation didn't increase, then it wouldn't increase. As long as he worked hard, he could find the problem. After sleeping and waking up, his body was full of energy, full of fighting spirit.

He once again inspected the ling energy in his body. As expected, it hadn't changed at all. However, he didn't have any pessimistic thoughts at this time, but was extremely calm. He came out of meditation and carefully thought. He needed to reconfirm the direction of his next attack.

The second day, the sunlight fell on his body, warm and comfortable.

Hearing this, Li Ying Feng furrowed her brows and said seriously: "Shidi, don't underestimate yourself. Shidi can comprehend sword essence in zhuji. This kind of talent, other than Eldest Shixiong, who else in the sect can compare? How can Shidi abandon himself and not think about improving? "

In the morning, Li Ying Feng opened the door to the store. Seeing Zuo Mo outside, she paused and instinctively said: "Shidi, why have you come again?"

He didn't dare to imagine!

After a day, Zuo Mo didn't seem as tired as before. He handed a jade scroll to Li Ying Feng: "Shijie, help me see how much jingshi these materials cost?"

Right now, he was only in zhuji. This was the stage where his cultivation grew the fastest. Each day, he spent large amounts of time on practicing [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] in hopes that hard work could make up for it. Even just a little bit more ling power was good. Before, it had been as he had imagined. Due to the mo matrix, the growth of his ling power had slowed, but his cultivation had still stubbornly increased. But from five days ago to today, five days in a row, his ling power hadn't changed at all. He had never encountered a situation like this!

Without ling power, there was consciousness, and formations, and ling farming, and dan-making, and forging!

With the yin fire bead, Zuo Mo didn't care even if he couldn't understand the yin spike. What was strange was that Pu Yao seemed to have forgotten that he still had a lot of yin fiends that hadn't been completed and didn't urge him to enter the sword cave.

After that, he put all of his energy into the forging of the yin fire bead. With the help of the Three-Turn fire formation, the forging of the yin fire bead was extremely successful. The yin fire bead that he forged this time was different from the last time. The entire bead was pure white and flawless, and there wasn't any trace of the previous yin bead. However, every time Zuo Mo forged a yin bead, he had to meditate and recover. As expected of a great killing weapon. The ling power and consciousness it consumed was astounding.

Looking at the twenty yin fire beads in his hand, Zuo Mo was full of confidence.

The more he thought, the clearer Zuo Mo felt his thoughts were, the more excited he became.

Occasionally, he would fantasize, if he threw out all twenty yin fire beads at once, what kind of terrifying scene would it be?

Li Ying Feng instantly realized the inappropriateness of her words and hurriedly added, "Aren't you going to attend the Sword Test Conference? You should cultivate and prepare in this period of time! "

The enormous and lush ancient tree, just like that, in front of Zuo Mo, turned to white powder and disappeared in the wind.

Damn it!

Returning to the little yard, his mind was still slightly dazed. The power of the yin fire bead was as shocking as expected. If it hit a person, Zuo Mo suspected that even those ningmai xiuzhe wouldn't be able to stop it.

The milky white flame spread at an astounding speed along the ancient tree. In the blink of an eye, the milky white flame covered the entire ancient tree, not even a leaf was let go. The ancient tree that had been full of life was now lifeless. Wherever the milky white flame passed, the green leaves instantly became a pale white. Very quickly, the entire ancient tree was a pale white, without a hint of green. The pale white ancient tree exuded a threatening coldness. Snowflakes started to fall in the surroundings.

Other than that, he could look forward to [Vajra Profound Sutra]. Zuo Mo decided to find some spells of body xiuzhe and see if he could use it as a reference. Maybe he could use his brain on formations. Last time, "Golden Flesh Clothing" in conjunction with "Thousand Catties", he had managed to block two yin thorns.

The tips of the white leaves started to crumble bit by bit, as though they were eroding, rustling down.

Different from ling power, the growth of his consciousness was not affected at all, and still maintained a pretty good growth rate. It was a pity that he had a mountain of treasures but didn't know how to use them. The only attacks that were related to the consciousness were the consciousness stab and the yin stab. The power of the consciousness stab was too small. The yin stab was pretty good but Zuo Mo gave up on it. The yin stab needed pure and thick yin energy. The only thing Zuo Mo could think of was using the yin bead. But the yin bead was too eye-catching, and could easily cause trouble. If it was a life-saving measure, the yin stab was not as convenient as the yin fire bead, nor was it as powerful.

Zuo Mo was unprecedentedly nervous!

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