After reading the two yao arts, many of Zuo Mo's puzzlement disappeared. No wonder each yao race would have their own inheritance. These inherited yao arts were constantly developed and perfected according to the characteristics of their race. Even if this kind of yao art landed in the hands of other yao, it would not matter much because they would not be able to cultivate it. Even if he could cultivate it, its power would be greatly reduced.
"How many levels are there?"
Suddenly, a deep and cryptic ancient language came from Zuo Mo's mouth. No matter how hard Nan Yue and Cang Ze tried to listen, they could not hear clearly. It was so blurry it seemed to come from deep underground.
Cultivating in the deep mountains isolated from the rest of the world, inheriting the ancient inheritance …
Compared to Cang Ze's excitement, Nan Yue was much calmer. The Wisteria Clan of the South Sky was too distant for her. Now, she only hoped that she could meet Master's requirements and follow him to bring a better life to her people.
Her weak foundation hindered her further progress. Nan Yue was not stupid. She immediately realized her weakness. She thought of a stupid method that Daren had told her about — dispel all the yao arts they encountered on the road.
"Demon Evaluation Level? What is that? "Zuo Mo did not understand.
Pa!
Her foundation was not good, and her talent was not outstanding, but she was the first to accept Zuo Mo's way of thinking. In fact, when the Six Prison-Breaking Questions were widely spread, she was also trying to solve them. Compared to other yao, she followed Zuo Mo's train of thought and was naturally easier to solve. She quickly solved the fourth problem, but then she was stuck on this one.
"Eh, there's an illusion formation!"
When Zuo Mo finished listening to Nan Yue's report on her daily practice, looking at Nan Yue's serious face, the admiration in his eyes increased. At the side, Cang Ze had an expression of admiration. He had personally seen how crazy Nan Yue was. They were about the same age, but just this hard work alone was enough to make him blush with shame.
"Daren, can I teach [South Sky Arrow Art] to my clansmen?" Nan Yue asked.
Zuo Mo nodded. He said, "Starting from today, I will teach you [Grey Scar Art]."
Cang Ze's suggestion moved Zuo Mo greatly. "Where do I go to place a bounty?"
"Yes, my lord!" Nan Yue replied seriously.
Zuo Mo had seen many yao arts by now and could distinguish between good and bad at a glance. [Grey Scar Art] was a very unique illusory killing yao art. The thought process was so strange that Zuo Mo had to read it three times before he could understand the gist of it. The requirements to cultivate the "South Sky Arrow Art" were even harsher. Only vine demons could cultivate it, because only vine demons could transform into vine arrows. Only then could they use the rest of the art.
"Then go and do it for me. Find the biggest city. I'll pay, "Zuo Mo said unhesitatingly.
An arrogant voice suddenly came from outside.
Grey Scar Art! The [Grey Scar Art], which had been hidden for three thousand years, was finally going to see the light of day again!
"Forget it, hurry up …"
"There are many ways. For example, a strength evaluation. With Master's strength, all he needed to do was go to the Demon Appraisal Institute and do a strength evaluation, and he would receive a decent Demon Appraisal grade. Apart from that, he could also increase his contribution points. Every city had its needs. If they could provide the items they needed, they would be able to obtain corresponding contribution points. When your contribution points reach a certain amount, you will be able to obtain the right to pass. "
Just as Cang Ze's thoughts were wandering, Zuo Mo turned to ask Nan Yue, "How has your progress been recently?"
"Twenty four levels." Cang Ze thought and then said, "Daren, maybe you can go to the higher prisons to take a look. Supposedly, there are places like yao markets in there. A cousin of mine once went to the third prison and mentioned it to me. "
The golden water suddenly exploded and turned to a puff of golden mist. Among the low and indistinct incantations, the golden mist silently wrapped around Zuo Mo. It was like moisture seeping into long-dried sand, quickly permeating Zuo Mo's body made of consciousness without leaving a drop behind.
Zuo Mo said gravely, "It is not convenient for me to go. Can I spend money to hire a yao with a high Yao Appraisal grade to go?"
"What level is your Yao Appraisal?" Zuo Mo asked.
"Hm, your progress isn't bad." Zuo Mo was slightly surprised. Nan Yue's progress was much faster than he had imagined. It seemed that the little girl had been working hard in this period of time. What he did not know was that Nan Yue was cultivating with her life on the line. She remembered Zuo Mo's criticism from last time. She cultivated day and night. If she had any time, she would use it on cultivation.
"Let's go, don't make trouble," another voice urged.
But if these yao arts were lost, it was definitely a heavy blow to a clan.
"Sure, this is the yao art of your South Sky Wisteria Clan," Zuo Mo said with a smile.
A ripple came from outside. Zuo Mo looked at Nan Yue and Cang Ze who were deep in thought, and his eyes lit up.
Daren's method of absorbing Golden Souls was different from any method passed down in the clan.
"Thank you, Daren!" Cang Ze suddenly became excited. He suddenly opened his hand. A golden ball of light appeared in his hand. He respectfully presented it. "This little one's consciousness is too weak, and can only carry one thread of Golden Soul each time. In the future, this little one will carry one thread of Golden Soul each time. "
"The basics are hard work. If you persist, there will be great benefits." Zuo Mo then said, "From today onwards, you can start to learn [South Sky Arrow Art]. You need to study hard, and do not slack off. "
A strong presence of life filled every inch of the sea of consciousness. These presences were all absorbed by Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness. Zuo Mo felt unspeakably refreshed.
"Good stuff!" Zuo Mo sighed. Looking at Pu Yao who was in meditation, he couldn't help but smile. This guy was so impatient. It seemed that the Golden Soul was of great significance to him.
She did not dare to slack off at all. Every time she wanted to give up, she would tell herself that this was her only chance.
Cang Ze slowly formed Zuo Mo's identity in his mind.
Zuo Mo encouraged Nan Yue. "This method might be stupid, but it produced a Sky Yao before."
Nan Yue did not think too much, and nodded seriously.
"It probably won't be easy." Cang Ze shook his head and said, "Yao with high yao identification levels will usually go to live in big cities. The bigger the city, the better the cultivation environment. Like River Wind Swamp, Victory Mountain, they are all famous cultivation holy lands. Even if it is hard to survive in the big cities, they will not want to come back because cultivating there is faster. "
He did not disturb Pu Yao, and left the sea of consciousness.
"This is Golden Soul?" Zuo Mo curiously took the Golden Soul.
Cang Ze became even more respectful. He could not understand the cryptic incantation that Zuo Mo had just said, but it made him think of some things that his grandfather had accidentally said to him. The Grey Clan had guarded the Golden Tree for more than three thousand years, and their understanding of the Golden Soul was much deeper than other yao. Cang Ze was familiar with all kinds of legends related to the Golden Soul.
"Solved the sixth question," Nan Yue answered seriously.
Zuo Mo couldn't help but be interested. "Then isn't there a city full of experts? They have chores to do, do they have to do everything themselves? "
It looked like a golden cloud the size of a palm and was weightless in his hand. It seemed to have a life of its own. As it vibrated slightly, Zuo Mo could feel a strong presence of life!
"These doorways are only for the yao that come and go. For the local residents, they can come and go as they please. The cultivations of these local residents were generally very low, and their demon evaluation was of a different kind. The management of the resident yao identification is extremely strict and cannot be forged. "
Zuo Mo started to teach the two yao arts.
"So troublesome?" Zuo Mo felt the problem was troublesome and asked, "Then how do I raise the level of the yao identification?"
"Is there a problem?" Zuo Mo asked in puzzlement.
The cloud turned into a puddle of golden water at a visible rate, and the presence of life it gave off became dozens of times stronger.
Cang Ze instantly had a troubled expression.
"Just for a while, just for a while. Setting up an illusory formation here, the people inside definitely are doing something that cannot see the light."
As expected, Cang Ze was even more certain of his guess. No wonder Daren's style was so unique. He patiently explained, "Daren, the yao identification is a kind of seal that indicates the identity of each yao. Each city usually has a big formation. Without a certain cultivation, one cannot enter. " Cang Ze's heart shook. There was a lot to ponder behind Daren's words.
In Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness, Pu Yao was covered in a layer of faint golden light. He sat cross-legged with a solemn expression.
In Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness, Pu Yao's body was covered in a layer of faint golden light. He sat cross-legged, his expression solemn.
After teaching the two, Zuo Mo did not disturb them. This was the best time for them to digest. [Grey Scar Art] and [South Sky Arrow Art] had been in his possession for a while but he hadn't had the time to study them. [Grey Scar Art] and [South Sky Arrow Art] had been in his hands for some time, but he hadn't had the time to study them.
For Zuo Mo, this kind of yao art was not very useful.
For Zuo Mo, this kind of yao art was not very useful. At this time, he finally experienced the power of [Great Thousand Leaf Hands] and [Little Thousand Leaf Hands]. These two yao arts were things that most yao groups could cultivate.
Zuo Mo turned to ask Nan Yue, "What about you?"
"It's fine to go to the yao market, but if it's a more difficult mission, you have to go to the yao markets of the larger cities," Cang Ze said.
"Milord, there's something you don't know. To go to those big cities, you need a pass. My yao appraisal level is not high enough, I'm afraid … … "Cang Ze muttered inside. How come Daren didn't even know this? Could it be that Master was a hidden demon that lived in the deep mountains and forests?
After Cang Ze asked for Zuo Mo's permission, he cast a recording yao art to prevent himself from not remembering everything. That would make him a criminal of the clan. After hearing only a few sentences, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself and almost shed tears.
She really ran into the Wasteland Beast Chessboard and started to move along the chessboard, solving it block by block.
He stood up and walked out of the illusory formation.
"Second level." Cang Ze was slightly embarrassed.
"Yes, my lord." Cang Ze started to familiarize himself with Zuo Mo's temper. "This is the most convenient and feasible method. The information that Daren has is probably not common, and we are not familiar with this area. Since that is the case, we can give this matter to professional yao. We only need to give a suitable price, a price that can move people, and they will definitely work hard to find the information that Daren needs. "
Solving the chessboard, being forced out, recovering his consciousness, and entering the chessboard to start solving … …
Both yao arts had their own unique aspects.
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