"Mo Qiu Xianyuan New ( to find the latest chapter!

Silently Yun Zhou Tian, ​​feeling a trace of true energy growing in his body, Mo Qiu slowly opened his eyes.

Holding the five fingers lightly, the arm exerted a slight force, and you could feel the muscles, bones and flesh have become stronger.

The inner strength and mental method can turn the qi and blood of a person into true qi, which in turn feeds back the body and strengthens the essence, and the two are in a positive cycle of each other.

But the fundamental lies in the intake of more energy.

eat.

Vital.

Rice can never meet the needs of warriors, and big fish and meat can provide more vitality and blood.

certainly.

The best is still the medicine that can greatly replenish the essence, and even the pill that directly enhances the cultivation.

But these things, think about it and know that the asking price is very high, and it is difficult for the non-family generation to support it.

In addition, the more critical thing that affects the cultivation base is the cultivation technique.

The superior inner strength mental method can be met and cannot be sought.

Zhengyang Gong should belong to the middle stream, and the zhenqi cultivated is right and peaceful, and there is almost no worry of getting lost, but the shortcomings are also obvious.

That is, progress is slow!

Even if Moqiu has the fire dragon pendant to boost his true qi, there is a Buddha statue to enhance his roots and increase efficiency.

But with the current progress, if you want to reach the second-rate state of exuding true energy, it will not be possible within ten or eight years.

He is not old, even if he is second-rate ten years later, he is only in his early thirties, and he is also a top-notch existence in the entire Dong'an Mansion.

However, compared with the true princes of the heavens on the Qianlong Young Phoenix list, it was nothing short of a cloud of mud.

"Doctor Mo." Seeing him open his eyes, one person walked immediately and handed a bowl of rich broth:

"You can enter concentration practice all the time. With your disposition, Wei is really ashamed."

"Just kidding." Mo Qiu took the broth and replied with a chuckle:

"If Brother Wei and Senior Zhou are not brave enough to let you not worry about danger, how can Momou sit still?"

"Haha..." Wei Liang laughed:

"Doctor Mo is polite."

Wei Liang is the apprentice of Qiu Lie, the eight-armed heavenly king.

Don't beg to see with his own eyes, when the opponent is running infuriating energy, his whole body is like cast steel, rushing all the way, forcibly breaking through a bandit cottage with his own strength.

Its power is stronger than the peer second-rate master Snowflake Dao Senior Zhou Wuzhou by one point.

"Although my name is ugly, it is one of the four true biography of the Taishan Gang." Wei Liang has a strong body and a very bold temper. He doesn't mind talking about his own techniques:

"Speaking of hard work, the Xuanji body of Ziyangmen and the sky hanging of the star picking tower are better than those of the sky."

"certainly……"

He smiled freely and said:

"When it comes to Dong'an Mansion's most hard work, it should be the black evil true body of the black evil sect. It can only be said that it has been lost."

It is impossible for Mo Qiu to know these things before the day after the advancement, and it is useless to know.

With a thought at the moment, he asked curiously:

"Lu Mansion, doesn't it mean that there is no top-notch physical training?"

"Lu Mansion..." Wei Liang was startled when he heard the words, his expression was a little complicated, and he shook his head before saying:

"Lu Mansion doesn't need these, no matter how high in martial arts, I'm afraid it won't be in their eyes."

"unless……"

"Become the innate man without one."

"Innate." Mo Qiu's eyes lit up:

"How many innate in Dong'an Mansion?"

"Very few." Wei Liang shook his head:

"They are too far away from us, even if they know it, it's useless, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it."

"Peng!"

He opened his mouth to speak, and a ball of fireworks suddenly exploded from a high altitude in the distance, and the muffled sound spread quickly everywhere.

"Um?"

"Sign for help!"

"Which power is it?"

When everyone heard the sound, their expressions became serious when they saw the fireworks in the sky curl up.

They know exactly what this signal represents.

"Let's take a look." Zhou Wu, nicknamed the Snow Knife, was good at light work and knife skills. After that, he pondered a little, and waved his hand:

"Keep up."

This Taishan Gang has a small number of teams, a dozen of them, but nearly half of them are masters.

Acting at an amazing speed.

A few miles of mountain roads were no more than tea time for them, so Shaoqing rushed to the vicinity of the transmission.

Unfortunately, it is still a step too late.

"People who are not happy to help!" The corpses on the ground and the colorful costumes illustrate their identities.

"Uncle Master." Wei Liang turned over a corpse, his expression slightly changed:

"It's Senior Gold Whip and Silver Knife Money!"

"Huh?" Zhou Wu narrowed his eyes, and came closer.

The golden whip and silver knife are a second-rate master who is not happy to help. Although his strength is not as good as Zhou Wu, it is not bad.

Unexpectedly, it happened.

All the swords that were once carried with him disappeared, apparently becoming the spoils of others.

"Three swords, four swords, there are fist marks and palm marks on his body, and at least four people besieged him." Zhou Wu's eyes flashed:

"One of them was injured!"

With his experience in the arena, he can't read it wrong.

"Uncle Master!" There was another voice not far away:

"There are blood stains here. They should have escaped from here. There are a lot of blood stains. There must be a lot of injured people."

"Shall we chase it?"

"Oh!" Zhou Wu got up and was about to step over, suddenly turned his head to look at the dense forest aside:

"Who? Come out!"

Mo Qiu also turned around at the same time.

"Brother Zhou, it's us." A group of people walked cautiously from the dense forest, sweeping their eyes:

"what happened?"

"Brother Su." Seeing the visitor, Zhou Wu's eyes lit up:

"You just came here, it should be the black evil sect who attacked here, and the money brother Qian also suffered."

"What?" Hearing this, the person's face changed, and he hurried forward.

"People of the Green Bamboo Club." Wei Liang leaned close to Mo Qiu and whispered:

"The Green Bamboo Club is a gang as well as a chamber of commerce. The people in it are very mixed. It's best to be careful with them."

"Yeah." Moqiu nodded.

"Wei Liang!" Over there, the two second-rate masters discussed for a while, and they had already made a decision.

"Yes." Wei Liang hurriedly responded.

Zhou Wu said hello, and said seriously:

"The group of people shouldn't have gone far, and they were injured. It happened that Brother Su was also there. Let's follow."

"Others, stay here first."

"Yes!"

Judging from the scene, although the visitor killed the unhappy person, he also had a hard time.

Naturally, these opportunities cannot be let go, otherwise it would be even more troublesome to wait for the other party to recharge.

On the other side, the people from the Green Bamboo Club also gave an explanation, and a group of good players immediately followed the trail and set off on the road.

There are more than 20 people left in the two parties.

For these things, the unquestioned ‘good at medicine and loose martial arts’ naturally stay behind as usual.

"Doctor Mo!" As soon as he sat down, a member of the Green Bamboo Club came over with a smile:

"It has long been heard that Doctor Mo is exquisite in medical skills, and he is polite in this respect!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Mo Qiu hurriedly bowed his hands in return:

"Your Excellency..."

"Three Friends of Anyang, Jin Yi." The visitor laughed:

"It's normal if you don't know Dr. Mo without a name, but I hope I can take care of it in the future!"

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk." Mo Qiu changed his mind and stretched out his hand to signal:

"If Brother Jin has nothing to do, why not sit down and chat?"

"No, no." Jin Yi smiled and waved:

"Jin didn't dare to disturb Doctor Mo's rest. It is enough to get to know him, so I won't continue to bother."

Saying, bid farewell.

Don't ask to raise an eyebrow.

This person came and went in a hurry, but it was weird.

Three Friends of Anyang...

His eyes flashed, thoughtfully.

Since the second half of the Buddha's practice, Moqiu's five senses have been greatly improved, and he is already a second-rate master.

Just now, he discovered the person at the same time as Zhou Wu.

What is more mysterious is that the Buddha greatly enhanced his perception of the emotions of others, and was able to detect certain things that ordinary people would easily overlook.

Just like just now.

When the Green Bamboo Club and his party appeared, a ray of killing intent against him also quietly emerged.

The killing intent is fleeting, if it were not for the sharp increase in mental power and keen perception, Moqiu would also ignore it.

And the person who revealed the killing intent to himself seemed to be one of the "Three Friends of Anyang."

Today, two of them have stayed.

The remaining people on the two sides did not touch too much, but slightly conflicted with each other and sat around separately.

Time passed slowly.

After a long time.

"Something's wrong!" A member of the Green Bamboo Club stood up and looked towards the dense forest, frowning:

"It's been so long, why hasn't there been any movement?"

"Indeed." The Taishan Gang also hesitated:

"It stands to reason, even if you don't come back, there should be some movement."

"Is it impossible..."

"Don't think about it, there are not a few masters in the remnants of the Black Evil Cult. The group of people are still injured. What can happen if two seniors take action?"

Mo Qiu secretly followed the ‘Three Friends of Anyang~lightnovelpub.net~ The remaining two were equally surprised, not as if they were fake.

"Mute!"

"There is movement!"

There was a sudden silence in the field.

next moment.

"Rumble..."

The dull and low voice sounded from afar, like a wave, sweeping from afar.

"Wow!"

"Roar!"

The roar of the wolf, the roar of the tiger, and the cry of the beast, like a billowing thunder, flooded into the eardrum.

"not good!"

In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click on the "Favorites" below to record the reading record of this time (Chapter 154 Anyang Three Friends), and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf!

If you like "Mo Qiu Xianyuan", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ! ()