According to the normal cultivation method, beginners should first learn to introduce qi into the body, and then introduce the heaven and earth aura into their own meridians and turn into their own spiritual power. Different people follow the characteristics of the five elements, and the types of aura that should be absorbed are different. For example, Mo Tianyi now needs to absorb the two auras of wood and fire. When the two auras can be smoothly introduced into the body, they are qi. success.

However, in the "Burning Wood", there is no mention of venting, even if it is a well-informed demon statue, it is also scratching his head.

It was not until someone knocked at the door that Mo Tianyi came back from a foggy water.

"Uncle Shi, this is the food sent from the outside door." A tall female disciple walked in with a food box, and did not wait for Mo Tianyi to speak, and put it on the table.

Before the robbery, Xiuxian was divided into the stages of practicing Qi, building the foundation, Jindan, Yuanying and Huashen. It is necessary to practice the above-mentioned Jindan to eat the Gudan, and the Yuanying can not eat anything. Therefore, a large number of people in Zongmen still need to eat. The errands of cooking naturally fall on those outside disciples. Only outside disciples are not allowed to enter the hole, and they must be brought in by internal disciples.

Mo Tianyi frowned slightly and looked up at her.

The woman's facial features are gorgeous and her body is awkward. It is also a rare beauty in the realm of cultivation. It is only the beauty of the face with pride, and the life is reduced by a few colors.

Su Xin is a second-generation disciple. The fire system is a single spiritual root. It is only one line away from Tianlingen. Such qualifications can only be used as a second-generation disciple in Woqing Cave. Can you be a rumored disciple of a real person?

"Let's put it." Mo Tianyi put away the smile on his face, faint.

After doing the magical deity for hundreds of years, how can he not see it, the contempt in the look of this girl. If he is now a regular inner-door disciple in Qianyinfu, these pro-disciples disciples that his real number is normal, but now his generation is placed here, as a junior dare to be so disrespectful.

The black scorpion sinks into the cold pool, without any glimpse of emotions, but makes Suxin unconsciously retreat a half step, which only sees the appearance of Mo Tianyi. This is a very beautiful but not arrogant face. Although it is still a mortal, the eyes seem to be able to see through people. The momentum is not inferior to the sovereign, and even a few people!

Immediately, the primed person who was scared was somewhat angry and angry, and could not help but release his own power. She started late, but now she has just built a foundation, but she is still confined to the soul, and the power of the soul can force the mortal to bow to her.

Mo Tianyi looked at the girl inexplicably, and used such rude means to provoke the uncle, in addition to being quick, what good is it?

Jumping out of the bed, Mo Tianyi walked slowly toward the dinner table without any influence. It was not affected. Instead, he felt that there was a heavy stone on his body, and he was getting more and more breathless. When I approached, I couldn’t help but slammed on the ground.

"Teacher, what is this?" Mo Tianyi sat in a chair, although he did not repair it, but the soul is the soul of the magical demon, and it is a little monk who just built the foundation. Can you live?

Suxin’s face was terrified: “The teacher’s forgiveness, the disciple is wrong!”

Suddenly I felt that I was a little bored with a little girl. I immediately took up the power. Mo Tianyi waved his hand: "I don't have to wait for the meal, but I don't have to be a teacher. Go on."

In a word, I attributed her devotional behavior to the desire to stay. Su Xin suddenly wanted to vomit blood, but did not dare to say anything, and quickly retired.

"Hey, how?" The small courtyard, which was so ridiculous, was asked by several brothers and sisters.

"The ancestors chose the uncle, because the uncle has a place." Suxin blushes, throws such a sentence and then goes, and will not say more.

As for the fact that the uncle's spirit is terrible, she is afraid to say it. Otherwise, she will be exposed to the power to try to bully the uncle. When she waits for her, she is severely punished.

One day tossed down, it was dark after eating rice. Mo Tianyi threw jade slip into the storage bracelet, lying on the bed, closing his eyes and sleeping.

There is plenty of aura in the mountains, and the entire Wing Ching-dong boundary is within the control of the master. There is no danger. After more than three hundred years, Mo Tianyi finally can sleep peacefully on the soft bed, feeling this way. It was so good that I woke up the next day and it was already three days.

After breakfast, continue to study the burning wood, still can only see the first chapter.

It seems that, do not follow the above written, never see the second chapter, Mo Tianqi scratched his head, dressed neatly, went out to find someone to inquire, where the fruity wood is.

There was no one over the main peak. Mo Tianyi looked at the cold and clear Qing Dynasty Palace and couldn’t help but wander around. The door of the inner hall is still closed, and the master is still retreating.

I couldn't help but sigh. Even if I can't answer my doubts, it's good to have a look at the beauty. Since I have seen the Master, and then look at those handsome men and women, I always feel that there is less, just like the glamorous and savvy teacher of yesterday. If it is a past life, how can I mix a fireworker with him? Now, how do you see it? I feel that... ugly.

Mo Tianyi went down to the nearby Xiaotu Mountain, and there was a platform built on the top of the mountain with lapis lazuli. About ten feet square, a group of disciples dressed in plain colors were practicing swords.

More than a dozen instruments were silvery, and the swords and swords in the ups and downs, Mo Tianyi could not help but stop. This sword method is very subtle. It should be from the "Yanyang Jianpu" in the form of the falling geese, just changed, simpler than the original move. A little bit, but more practical, the transformation of this sword method must be a genius!

"Uncle Shi!" The person standing in front of him saw him at a glance. It was really the smiling face of Su Heng.

Mo Tianqi slightly decapitated, Su Heng received the sword, indicating that everyone continued, and he walked quickly to Mo Tianyi in front of a ceremony: "I have seen the uncle."

"Take a disciple to practice the sword?" Mo Tianyi looked at Su Heng. He used the soul to explore it yesterday. This teacher is already a mid-term repair of Jin Dan. The basic swordsmanship here should be taught.

"No, I am doing morning classes." Su Heng wiped the sweat, as if to see Mo Tianyi's doubts, he explained with a smile. "There are two generations of disciples here, no matter the geometry, every morning." You must practice your sword here for an hour."

Mo Tian stunned, his past qualifications were general, the reason why he was able to advance God in three hundred years, is because his foundation is solid, and in addition to the cultivation method, he will practice the moves and strengthen the flesh. His master is really extraordinary.

"On this mountain, can there be a kind of wood with fruity?" Mo Tianyi remembered the purpose of the trip and asked.

"Uncle Shi is going to practice?" Su Heng suddenly envious of his eyes. He heard that his master, that is, the master of Mo Tianyi, was the secret martial art of the ancestors when he started the introduction. Wood, "The fruitwood grows on the sunny **** of the back mountain. Listen to my master, only eight feet high, with thick arms and black bark."

There are mutual mountain bans in Houshan. The jade cards of their second generation disciples are inaccessible, so Su Heng did not really see the fruit fragrant wood.

Mo Tianyi heard that his master had done this kind of thing, and he was relieved of this practice. He found a hatchet and went to the back hill with high morale.

After passing through the deep bamboo forest behind the Qingning Palace, you can walk through a gentle **** and you can see the back of the grass. From time to time, there are birds and beasts passing by, not like the prohibition.

Mo Tianqi lifted his foot and walked over without any blockage. The scenery in front of him suddenly changed. It was not the quiet hillside with only grass and wildflowers, but a Baoshan mountain full of exotic flowers and trees and lush trees!

According to the teacher's statement, Mo Tianyi turned a circle on the sunny slope. It was easy to find a piece of fruitwood, pick up a hatchet and cut it down with a dead branch.

"Dangdang", the blade is rolled...

Mo Tianyi looked at the hatchet in his hand and looked at the branch with only the thick thumb and pumped his mouth. Turning around the mountain rock to find the size of the mountain husk, the Mo Tianyu tried to hold the stone in the palm, "burn!"

In the wood with the blue light, the fire trembled and slammed out. After trying for a long time, I barely controlled the fire in the wood to burn the iron in my hand. I quickly applied the iron juice to the blade and straightened the blade.

Utopia is not a precious material, at least dozens of times more than this ordinary hatchet, a knife down, easy to squat a branch.

After cutting enough firewood, Mo Tianyi went hunting a deer, peeling and bleeding, and cleaned up by the stream. The refiner, in the end, is a craftsman, and the fine lines can be carved out, let alone the food.

Putting the venison up, Mo Tianyi hit a ringing finger, and when he smashed the flame, he licked his fingertips and lit the fruitwood. Branches that have not dried out are not easy to catch fire, but it is hard to fall into the fire in the wood, and they will burn with a bang. Mo Tianqi pinched the burning leaves that had not been added, and smashed the venison, so that the fire was too strong, and it would be roasted into coke.

The enticing fruity fragrance emerged from the layers of the wood and slowly immersed in the venison. Mo Tianyi looked at the jade slip, but still did not appear in the next chapter, and then ignored it, boringly holding a hatchet, cutting it down. Carved on antlers.

The pointed ears, the small body, the long tail, Mo Tianyi looked at the lively antler kitten in the palm, and I don’t know if Mo Xiaoqin grew up...

Vaguely, Mo Tianyi felt that something was staring at him, and he looked up suddenly. He saw a pair of crystal clear light-colored glazed eyes in the crown above his head, staring at him for a moment!

When Mo Tianyi saw these eyes, he forgot everything.

It was a half-large cat, and the white fur was not smeared, sitting quietly. On the front left wrist, there is a small ring embedded with precious stones, engraved with numerous complicated and gorgeous lines, and his previous wristband is a style that can become smaller as the cat's claws move. ......

As the tree climbed up, Mo Tianqi was on the tree and slowly put his face in front of the kitten.

The white kitten waited for him to climb up.

"Little claws?" Mo Tianyi some unbelievably screamed, and then, as he wished, got a paw of the cat uncle.

Mo Xiaozhu didn't like the name very much. Every time he called it, he would be embarrassed.

Mo Tianyi was so happy that he was crazy, holding a kitten and burying his face in the fur. He screamed: "Little claws, small claws, really you!"

"Hey!" The uncle of the cat suddenly frowned, damn, what are you doing! I dare to swear by the teacher's hair belly, this is the murderer!