The warrior who had turned qi and blood and had dozens of large snowballs smashed together. After using his strength, the soft snowball immediately became no different from the stone. Qingrong had long disliked Chen Mo. Since he came to Qinglong Town, his sister has always disliked him. However, Chen Mo's identity made him unable to take action. When he saw Chen Mo being deceived today, he had been hit with resentment for several years.

Chen Mo shook his figure, and his steps were flat on the ground and wade out, like a golden carp passing by. No one could see clearly, and more than a dozen snowballs fell into vain.

"Why is it so fast?" Qing Rong was stunned.

Chen Mo bent down and took it out casually, grabbed a handful of snow and squeezed it into his hand, circulated his qi and blood, instilled his power into it, and turned around and threw it at a little boy. The snowball smashed the flower on the boy's face with a bang, and immediately fainted.

"He has cultivated his qi and blood." Qing Rong shouted, and saw that Chen Mo was no longer as good as before, so he hurriedly reminded others.

His eyesight was very accurate, but it was too late. Chen Mo's cultivation level of three transformations of qi and blood has never given up training over the years. No matter how fast, strength, agility, or reactions are much stronger than theirs. After the first little boy was knocked unconscious, Chen Mo threw a few pieces one after another.

Five fingers are like shadows, swish swish swish swish swish swish.

Two more little guys were smashed out of the circle.

Qingrong shouted, rolled his arm and used a "green snake tail swing". The martial arts of human star warriors are of super first-class, first-class, and quasi-first-class and ordinary. The Qing family's ancestors' "Spirit Snake Art" is quasi-first-class, and is one of the best in Qinglong Town. In this wave, the piles of snow piles were plated up in a few silences, and turned into seven or eight snowballs and smashed Chen Mo in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, Chen Mo rushed to the ground, as if he was doing push-ups. He bent his hands and crawled forward, used his hands and feet, and rushed forward. His body seemed to have become a snake, his hands and feet quickly crawled, his chest and abdomen approached the ground, and his muscles were like snake scales bulging and loosening, and his whole body was slightly twisted, just like a big python running on the ground.

Brush!

Chen Mo was amazingly fast, giving people the artistic conception of a frightened snake rushing in the grass, rushing up on the ground, with a whizzing sound of the wind.

Qingrong was shocked.

How does Chen Mo's body technique look somewhat similar to the first-class body technique "Snake Fighting" in the "Spiritual Snake Art" inherited by his ancestral set.

Snake Fresh is a martial art of three-turning qi and blood. Only by cultivating qi and blood into muscles and using the power of the whole body’s muscles can it be exerted. This little guy is worthy of being a future genius warrior in Qinglong Town. It can be seen at a glance that Chen Mo is not only not a so-called useless person who cannot practice martial arts, but has cultivated qi and blood into muscles, surpassing him.

Qingrong hurriedly whipped his legs, and snowflakes on the ground flew up, trying to stop Chen Mo's attack.

As the force between the membrane shook out, he grabbed Chen Mo with his hands regardless of the rules of snowball fights.

Tear and pull.

The snowflakes were smashed by him, but they were empty. Chen Mo's body movements turned and he had already pounced on the side.

Ah, not good.

Several large snowballs hit Qingrong in the face, and Venus was scattered. Even though he had already trained his blood and energy into the membrane, he still felt very painful. However, this little guy refused to retreat and gritted his teeth and resisted, which made Chen Mo look at him with admiration.

Then Chen Mo swung casually, and a huge snowball pressed on Qingrong's chest.

The boy exclaimed, and was immediately overwhelmed by heavy snow and fainted.

When Qingrong woke up leisurely, he saw Chen Mo staring at them as if nothing had happened. Several of his friends looked depressed and buried their heads in a dusty face.

"You...you..." Qing Rong felt severe chest pain every time he said.

"What are you calling me?" Chen Mo narrowed his eyes and smiled harmlessly.

Qingrong was speechless for a long time, and finally said a few words with a grievance: "Brother Chen Mo."

This little guy is a little bit backbone and is willing to accept the loss. Chen Mo thought he would make a fuss. "No one can tell you what happened today. If you want to be a traitor who is treacherous, then I don't mind you doing this." Chen Mo looked at the boys with a smile.

"We got it."

Qingrong is the head of these little guys. He surrendered, and no one else dared to do it again. He was originally looking at Chen Mo with a sense of superiority and disdain, but he defeated them in a short moment. He admired and couldn't believe it was true.

It was the first time that Chen Mo showed his strength after practicing the third turn of Qi and Blood in the astral realm. In the astral realm, even if the third turn of Qi and Blood in this tail Mars realm is nothing, Chen Mo still felt quite excited.

When she arrived at the river bank to meet her aunt, Chen Qingzhi had been waiting there, her white robe was like snow and her expression was like frost. She stood in the snow scene, mixed together, and could not even feel her breath. If she hadn't known the meeting place, Chen Mo would have even ignored her.

From the contract, Chen Mo knew that his aunt was a Tianxing general, and his realm was much higher than him. Even the great dynasty was not many of her opponents.

Seeing Chen Mo running over, the white-robed general Chen Qinghan's eyes seemed to lit up.

"I didn't expect you to transfer your qi and blood to your muscles so quickly. It's good. It seems that your foundation is better than what my aunt thought."

When Chen Mo heard this, he laughed, "My aunt is a white-robed general who avoids white robes, so her nephew will naturally not be bad."

Chen Qinghan snorted lightly, expressionless: "Your cultivation is still too low now and you are not qualified to participate in the Shenwu Ju. Go back and prepare and go to Qinglong Mountain to practice hard tonight. In the end, you can still tell your aunt like this, and your aunt will give you some benefits."

Chen Mo opened his eyes and thought to Chen Qinghan with a slim body.

...

When he returned to his residence in the evening, Xiaotao happily told Chen Mo about Qingrong leading his friends to admit his mistakes. The young master of the Qing family admitted his mistakes to a maid, which shocked everyone. However, he hesitated and refused to say the reasons. The maids Bingxue were smart and probably knew that it must be the ones Chen Mo had threatened him, otherwise there would be no young master who would admit his mistakes to me.

Chen Mo didn't say it explicitly, but Qingrong and the others kept their promise and did not say anything, which made him a little appreciate it.

The next day, Chen Mo left a letter and entered Qinglong Mountain.

Qinglong Mountain is backed by Qinglong Town, and is named after it like a flying dragon climbing to the blue sky. This mountain is majestic and magnificent, with waterfalls and valleys, with apes crying and tigers roaring, crisscrossing among them. There are many large number of beasts and precious herbs in the depths of Qinglong Mountain. Many warriors will come to this mountain to practice martial arts and make money.

Following my aunt, Chen Mo stepped into Qinglong Mountain and climbed up the mountain.

After walking for about several hours, the woods gradually became clear, and Chen Qingzhi finally stopped.

"Auntie, what am I going to do now?" Chen Mo asked humbly.

Chen Qinghan turned around and pointed to the limestone under an old pine tree. The lime was dark and hard as steel. There were claw marks of various beasts left on it, some of which were deep enough to see the bones, which were shocking. Chen defaulted that it was a claw grinding stone. The beasts in the mountains were used to grind teeth and grinding claws. It was very hard, even the power of the five-turn martial artists of Qi and Blood could not shake.

"Go and punch the stone a thousand times."

"Just smash it with your hands?" Chen Mo opened his mouth, and he wouldn't smash his fist bones.

Chen Qinghan took a step and arrived at the claw stone in a blink of an eye, and he seemed to be unstoppable.

Chen Mo had no choice but to walk over. The claw stone weighed at least a thousand pounds, and the claw stone and the black bear's palm print. The power of a black blind man is equivalent to a warrior who has four turn of qi and blood. Even so, the palm print is not deep or shallow. He has only three turn of qi and blood, and he will not be able to crush his hand bones if he punches. But seeing that his aunt had no intention of joking, Chen Mo was helpless and slapped the claw stone with one palm.

Crispy metal sound.

The claw grinding stone is extremely hard and is something that beasts grind their claws all year round. When Chen Mo's palms down, his muscles suddenly sway like waves, and a sensation of pain and numbness spread throughout his body.

"The fourth turn of Qi and Blood to practice body fibers, you have to move your whole body, it's just brute force, meaningless." Chen Qinghan pointed his finger, and an invisible force hit the vital points of Chen Mo's body joints. Chen Mo felt that he had become a puppet that could be fiddled with, completely losing control of his opponents' feet. Seeing that Chen Mo's posture was set, Chen Qinghan nodded before letting him continue.

Chen Mo took the second hand and it was indeed much better than before.

The whole blood and blood were boiling.

Chen Mo then waved several palms and hit the stone, moving from head to toe, so that every fiber on his body was as excited as possible. Once he had any posture wrong, his aunt would help him correct it out of thin air.

After hitting a thousand palms, Chen Mo felt that his bones were dispersed. He was sweating all over the place. His aunt did not ask him to take more rest. He immediately took Chen Mo to a waterfall not far from the huge rock.

The waterfall was not frozen from the cliffs a hundred feet high, and it roared down, and the sound was like thunder. Under the sunlight, it reflected white light, like a white dragon.

Splashing on the bluestone and hitting out surging white waves.

Chen Qinghan pointed his finger and showed seven silver needles, and stabbed them into seven key acupoints from head to toe. With one push, Chen Mo pushed Chen Mo under the waterfall.

Chen Mo's mind rumbling, and a powerful waterfall hit his head and slapped his whole body. Chen Mo, who had just swung a thousand palms, had almost dispersed his bones. The powerful power of the waterfall almost dispersed his soul. So my aunt's seven silver needles condensed a stream of energy in her body, holding Chen Mo's whole body.

But the waterfall was uninterrupted and did not give any thought to hit Chen Mo's whole body. A hot air on his body was smashed and retracted back to his pores.

Seeing Chen Mo's face painful expression, my aunt still said indifferently: "Your body's qi and blood are boiling, like fire, it is for yang, and being beaten by a waterfall, your muscles and bones are for yin. The most powerful method of practicing martial artists in the world is 'Heaven and earth are for furnaces, yin and yang are for charcoal, and creation is for craftsmanship'. Although this is not the real yin and yang are for charcoal, the seven 'Yin and yang Qi Condensing Needles' can absorb and expel yin and yang from heat and cold. You can use this qi to refine your whole body, which can speed up the nine turns of your qi and blood."

When Chen Mo heard this, he felt a faint breath in his body, circulating his qi and blood, and began to suck and exhale.

One heat and one cold crosses the whole body, making it much more comfortable.

After practicing for several hours, Chen Mo finally refined all the qi of the Yin-Yang Qi Condensing Needle. Just as he was about to get out of the waterfall, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. I remembered that when many protagonists were practicing under the waterfall before watching movie novels. On the one hand, they faced the pressure of the continuous impact of the waterfall, and on the other hand, the rumbling sound of the waterfall was also a great impact on thinking. Chen Mo knew very well that there was nothing more precious in battle than the kind of "calmness" facing strong pressure.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo held down the urge to pull away, sat down cross-legged, while circulating his qi and blood to receive a hundred times of pressure impact, while allowing himself to focus on his mind and enter an absolutely ethereal state.

Tianjun Star Chen Qinghan was stunned when he saw Chen Mo's behavior.

I thought this kid would escape immediately, but I didn't expect that I would still want to cultivate my mind.

It seems that I don't have to worry about him at all.
Chapter completed!