Chapter 75 Blood Coagulation Skill

To put it this way, he guessed that Mo Yu would attack either the Ghost Sect or Shalou. No matter which side, they would be giants.

If Mo Yu finally decides on one of the parties and turns against him, Bai Zhouyue has already made his position clear. As long as he says hello, he will be happy to face any party without fear.

Mo Yu was touched in his heart. When he looked towards the bamboo forest again, Bai Zhouyue's figure had long disappeared. He sighed softly, put his gratitude in his heart, and turned back to the bamboo building.

When we returned to the Bamboo House, Mo Qi was still not seen coming down. He must have still been in a stalemate with Sun Xiangyi. This kind of thing cannot be rushed, so it must be done slowly.

After simply cleaning the house, Mo Yu continued to practice outside, following his thoughts in the morning, and began to hone his internal and physical strength.

The internal energy is circulated from empty to full again and again, increasing bit by bit, and the proficiency is getting higher and higher, and it can be driven freely.

As for physical strength, you can only endure hardships, run around the bamboo, and strengthen your muscles.

Unknowingly, half a day passed. Except for taking breaks to drink water, Mo Yu kept practicing.

However, everything must be done in a moderate manner, and the same applies to cultivation. The body cannot be tired all the time, and a good balance between work and rest is the way to do it. In the afternoon, Mo Yu even took an hour or two to lie quietly on the roof of the bamboo building without any thoughts, and relaxed and fell asleep.

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Bai Zhouyue came back at dusk, carrying medicinal materials in her right hand as usual, and two jars of wine in her left hand as an exception.

He said hello to Mo Yu from a distance and happily went in to prepare dinner. For those who didn't know, they would really regard him as a kind-hearted old man.

The dinner was quite sumptuous. I slaughtered a chicken, boiled a pot of wine, and paired it with some stir-fried vegetables. It was no worse than a restaurant in town.

As expected, Sun Xiangyi still didn't agree to Mo Qi's request, so Mo Qi came down to get the dinner. He gave Mo Yu a reassuring look and brought half a bottle of wine up.

"Oh, this old guy is really miserable." Bai Zhouyue said while drinking.

Mo Yu couldn't answer the question and kept his head to himself.

The wine is good wine, and it becomes more potent after being boiled. Bai Zhouyue pretended to be drunk and looked at Mo Yu with squinted eyes, and joked: "Why don't you become my teacher?"

The words were 70% joking, but 30% true. After getting in touch with him during this period of time, Bai Zhouyue was very happy to see Mo Yu, and she thought highly of him.

Mo Yu smiled slightly, picked up the wine jar and poured wine for Bai Zhouyue: "Then Mr. Bai must have the ability to look after things."

Hearing Mo Yu's answer, Bai Zhouyue shook her head and thought to herself that her hope was slim. She took a mouthful of vegetables and muttered: "What I am doing is not suitable for you, but as long as you are willing to nod your head and learn whatever martial arts skills you want, I will find a way to do it for you."

Come on, hehe."

Mo Yu sneered, Bai Zhouyue had lived in seclusion for so long, and she still couldn't speak without the gangster spirit of the Demon Sect, but it didn't sound awkward at all, and she felt warm in her heart.

A joke is a joke after all. The two of them knew each other well, so they changed the subject and turned to chatting about other political affairs.

When talking about the world, Mo Yu thought of the Blood Refining Sect. It had been a few days since the Feng Demon Meeting ended. With Zhou Youdao's temperament, would he let Sun Xiangyi off so easily?

"Old Bai, why has there been no movement from the Blood Refining Sect after so long?" Mo Yu was still worried about this matter.

Bai Zhouyue paused in his movements, his face looked solemn, and he frowned and said: "Not only the Blood Refining Sect, but also the major sects of the Demon Sect came down from the Peak Demon Conference. They were all in a hurry and rushed back to the sect without making any stops. What seemed to be the reason?

Urgent matter."

Following Bai Zhouyue's words, Mo Yu's mind reflected on all the strange things he encountered on the top of the mountain: first, a few of the younger generation met in private, then two of them were absent from the conference, and finally, the young generation's training conference was hastily completed.

The weird things happening one after another are definitely not coincidences. Zhou Youdao and Sun Xiangyi have deep grudges, but they want to kill each other if they have the chance. If they can miss this opportunity, it only means that there are more important things that are holding Zhou Youdao back.

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"I guess the Demon Sect is going to undergo major changes." Bai Zhouyue's thoughts coincided with Mo Yu's.

Mo Yu nodded in agreement, feeling a little cold for no reason. He poured half a bowl of hot wine and drank it. His abdomen felt warm and his limbs felt refreshed.

After dinner, Bai Zhouyue went up to check on Sun Xiangyi's condition. His injuries were still the same, but his mood was not so lifeless. Mo Qi took care of him and stopped kneeling.

Before Sun Xiangyi accepted Mo Qi, Mo Yu had no intention of meeting him. The other party had a strong temper, so when he saw Mo Qi, he would be embarrassed and angry.

In the following days, the four of them were busy with their own affairs. Bai Zhouyue went out early and came back late every day, looking for medicinal materials for Sun Xiangyi and at the same time gathering information.

Mo Qi's main task now is to take care of Sun Xiangyi, putting aside his cultivation for the time being. He spends time with Sun Xiangyi every day, serving tea and water, and even pouring night scented wooden barrels into him.

Mo Yu made a tailor-made training plan for himself. He would practice kendo in the morning, meditate after meals, start a half-day internal and physical exercise at noon, and relax in the afternoon, feeding chickens, taking a walk, etc.

The bamboo forest is very big, but it is not that big originally.

Listening to what Bai Zhouyue said, after he was numbed by killing people, he happened to pass by this bamboo forest and felt inexplicably calm, and decided to live in seclusion here.

After cutting down bamboo to build a bamboo house, I found that the forest seemed empty and easily disturbed by people, so I planted bamboo every day.

There are also principles for planting bamboo. In the past, if one person was killed, ten bamboo trees were planted. As time went on, the bamboo forest became larger and larger, and the forest became a sea that could not be seen to the edge, which shows how many people were killed.

After he stopped planting bamboo, Bai Zhouyue asked people to set up a formation in the forest. According to the position of the bamboo, stones and other stones in the forest served as the formation's eyes. The formation had a fascinating direction. No wonder those who entered the forest later would be lost and trapped for many days.

, and also explains why Bai Zhouyue wanted to attract him with a lantern at that time.

There is no time in the mountains, and a month has passed in a flash...

In the open space outside the fence, Mo Yu sat cross-legged, holding his hands on his chest, frowning, veins bulging on his forehead, and bursts of white mist spontaneously emerged from the gaps.

Not far away, Bai Zhouyue stood with her hands behind her back, nodding lightly: "It's time to break through."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yu's body shook, and an invisible force of energy spread out. The fallen leaves around him seemed to be blown by the wind, and were pushed away one meter away.

Mo Yu's eyelids moved slightly, he slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, looked back at Bai Zhouyue, stood up with a smile, walked to Bai Zhouyue and clasped his fists: "Thank you, Mr. Bai, protector."

Bai Zhouyue patted Mo Yu on the shoulder: "What a good boy, you have reached the first level of the third heaven at a young age, and you are no better than the disciples of the six deities."

Mo Yu suppressed his excitement and said humbly: "Bai Lao Miao Zan, this junior is still far behind." He said this, but he also thought in his heart, he was indeed far away from revenge.

Bai Zhouyue didn't see the darkness in Mo Yu's eyes, she lowered her head and sighed.

Seeing Bai Zhouyue's sudden depression, Mo Yu felt a chill in his heart and asked unclearly: "What's on Mr. Bai's mind?"

Bai Zhouyue's face was dejected, showing sadness, and she turned to look in the direction of the bamboo building: "The old guy gambled everything this time."

The words were incomprehensible. Mo Yu was confused and looked toward the bamboo tower.

Ten days ago, Mo Qi finally impressed Sun Xiangyi with his sincerity. That day, Sun Xiangyi's laughter echoed throughout the bamboo building. Different from the arrogance and unruliness that Mo Yu had heard before, the laughter that time was mostly filled with relief and relief.

Naturally, Mo Qi accepted Sun Xiangyi as his teacher. The master and apprentice laughed and taught martial arts in the house every day. Sun Xiangyi explained orally, and Mo Qi followed suit.

The only thing that didn't change was that Sun Xiangyi still refused to let Mo Yu in, and drove Mo Yu out with several roars. He didn't know why he was crazy, or he was afraid that Mo Yu would delay his disciples.

When Mo Qi got up early today, he was called over by Sun Xiangyi. The door of the house was closed tightly and no one was allowed to disturb him. Even Bai Zhouyue was kicked out.

Regarding Sun Xiangyi's strange behavior, Mo Yu felt that Bai Zhouyue knew something, otherwise he wouldn't be so sad. If he didn't tell him, it would be hard to ask.

Time passed bit by bit, and the two of them stood waiting outside the gate. There was no movement in the bamboo building, and the atmosphere was depressing. Only the chickens in the yard were chirping.

After Shen Shi, there was finally movement in the bamboo building. It was rustling at first, and finally it became louder and Mo Yu finally heard that it was Mo Qi crying.

Hearing Mo Yu crying, Mo Yu felt bad and wanted to jump towards the bamboo building, but was held down by Bai Zhouyue on his shoulder.

Turning back in confusion, Bai Zhouyue shook her head and said in a low voice: "There's no rush, let's go in together."

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment and responded, following Bai Zhouyue, the two of them walked slowly towards the bamboo building.

After entering the building, he walked directly to the second floor and stood outside Sun Xiangyi's door. Mo Qi's cry could be heard clearly, accompanied by Sun Xiangyi's gentle smile to comfort him.

Crying and laughing, what happened to the master and the apprentice? Mo Yu couldn't figure it out, and he was restless.

Bai Zhouyue started to knock on the door: "Old guy, can you come in?" There was a pause in the room, and the sound was Sun Xiangyi drinking Zhimoqi and crying.

After a few breaths, Sun Xiangyi's voice came out from inside: "Come in." His voice was full of ease.

With permission, Bai Zhouyue pushed open the door and entered, followed by Mo Yu.

As soon as he entered the room, Mo Yu was startled by Sun Xiangyi's appearance, his face full of astonishment.

The furnishings in the house remained the same as before. Sitting on the bamboo bed was an old man with white hair and wrinkled face. His energy was weak and his face was slightly pale.

Mo Qi stood next to the old man, his eyes still red and swollen. He looked at Mo Yu with a complicated face, nodded, and shook his head.

Nodding, Mo Yu knew that Mo Qi meant that the white-haired old man in front of him was Sun Xiangyi. Shaking his head, Mo Yu couldn't guess.

In my impression, Sun Xiangyi has always had white and black hair, so why did it turn completely white now? Moreover, he looked more than 20 years older.

"Here he comes." Sun Xiangyi nodded to Bai Zhouyue.

Bai Zhouyue sighed and was speechless for a moment.

Sun Xiangyi didn't take it seriously and turned to look at Mo Yu. He was confused at first, then glared and grinned: "You brat, why do I get so angry every time I look at you?"

Mo Yu's face froze, and the good things he wanted to say were gone for a moment. He raised his eyebrows in response, as if he was arguing as before: "There is only one place for air in and out, how many places do you want to hit?"

After the words fell, the two looked at each other, and then they both smiled. Sun Xiangyi laughed, and Mo Yu smiled helplessly.

After laughing, Sun Xiangyi looked proud and said with ink fingers: "Hey, today I used the method of coagulating blood to measure my skills and passed on all my life's skills to my disciple. Guess what state he is in now?" (Unfinished)
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