In the room, Zhao Yun and Jiuming stared at Lin Mo without moving.

It has been several hours since Lin Mo said that he would refine the war soul.

At this time, Lin Mo's eyes were closed and his expression was natural. There was a continuous influx of pure spiritual power in his spiritual sea.

He is also using the secret spiritual skills to quickly refine these mental powers into his own mental powers.

"Is this just a level eighth-level battle soul of the Xuan-level, so much mental power?"

Lin Mo was extremely excited. The speed of his mental power was growing dozens of times that he had practiced himself.

I saw that the first layer of the standing golden holy tower in the sea of ​​his spiritual power was constantly pouring in, making the mental power even more powerful.

This kind of cultivation lasted until the next morning, when the pure mental power obtained by refining the battle soul was completely transformed into the mental power that Lin Mo could use.

At this time, the first floor of Lin Mo's holy tower was filled with vigorous mental power, and it was almost saturated.

It's still a little bit too saturated.

"Since that's the case, add a little more fire."

Lin Mo said, then he flipped his hands and took out ten spiritual medicines of mental power from the Qiankun bag and began to refine them.

After a moment, these spiritual medicines were completely refined into mental power and poured into Lin Mo's holy tower.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

These refined mental powers rushed into the first level of the holy tower like a whirlwind.

Lin Mo felt that the mental power of the first level of the Holy Tower was expanding at an extremely rapid speed.

Wong!

At some point, the Holy Tower was shocked and the mental power in it had reached saturation.

Lin Mo was extremely excited, and he saw his mind move, and the powerful mental power in the holy tower swept across the entire spiritual sea like a storm.

“So strong!”

Lin Mo exclaimed that the saturation of mental power in the first level of the holy tower indicates that Lin Mo has become a perfect soul master at the first level.

This perfection is not just because of the large amount of spiritual power, but when it is full, these mental powers will undergo a weak and qualitative change, making the mental power overall stronger.

After reaching the first-level perfect soul master, Lin Mo felt that relying solemnly on his mental power, he was enough to defeat the warriors in the ninth level of the Yuan Wheel Realm.

Even if you encounter a warrior at the first level of the Yuanmai realm, you are not without the power of a battle.

call!

Lin Mo let out a long sigh and slowly opened his eyes.

"How is it?" Jiu Ming looked at Lin Mo with a moving blink.

"Successfully break through, now I am a first-level perfect soul master." Lin Mo said with a smile.

"That's good." Zhao Yun also said happily. He and Lin Mo are now connected by blood, and life and death have been tied together. It is naturally better for him to become stronger.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside Lin Mo's door.

"Brother Mo, have you practiced well?"

After the knock on the door, Fei Sanjing's voice came.

Lin Mo replied: "It's already done, what's wrong?"

"That's right. A disciple just came over and said that someone asked you to go to the front yard square of Qingxuan Peak in an hour." Fei Sanjing said.

"Who is it?" Lin Mo said.

"That man didn't say it."

"Okay, I get it."

After Lin Mo finished speaking, he put Zhao Yun and Jiuming into the Emperor Spirit Space, and then got up and walked out.

Pushing open the door, Lin Mo saw Fei Sanjing's fat face, with a hint of worry.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mo asked.

"Brother Mo, do you think the Wang family asked you to go over and prepare to deal with you?" Fei Sanjing said, "I think you'd better not go, just pretend you didn't hear it."

Lin Mo thought about it and felt that there was a little possibility. After all, the Xing Pavilion should have investigated some people from the Wang family yesterday and even punished them. Then they would definitely transfer their anger to Lin Mo.

But then I thought about it, what if it is not? What's the matter with me?

After thinking about it, Lin Mo decided to go and take a look, so he said, "It's okay, I'll go and take a look. If it's really a member of the Wang family, I don't think they dare to do anything to me in the front yard square."

"Then be careful." Fei Sanjing reminded.

"Um."

After having a delicious breakfast made by Fei Sanjing, Lin Mo got up and walked towards Qingxuan Peak.

When he approached Qingxuan Peak Frontyard Square and saw the familiar figure, he knew that his worries were unnecessary.

The person who asked him to come here was nothing but Mu Ruodie.

At this time, Mu Ruodie was wearing white clothes and graceful. She stood there quietly, but she was like a fairy, exuding a monstrous temperament.

The disciples who walked here could not help but look at her for a few more times.

There was a man and a woman standing next to her. What surprised Lin Mo was that Xiaolian, the ghost girl, did not follow her.

When Mu Ruodie saw Lin Mo coming, she also showed a charming smile, which made the pedestrians around her intoxicated and forgot to look at the road.

A guy kept looking at Mu Ruodie intently, and finally he hit a pillar while sitting and walking, making everyone laugh.

"What's the matter with me today?" Lin Mo asked.

Mu Ruodie smiled and said, "Xiaohui said he took the one-month-level task and was afraid that he would not be able to handle it, so he asked me to help."

"This is another task assessment for her to be promoted to a Xuan-level disciple. We will complete such a task soon, so let's just join in."

The moon-level task mentioned by Mu Ruodie is the difficulty index of the Qingxuan Sect's mission. Various tasks are divided into three levels: star, moon and sun. The star rating is the weakest. It is usually done by Xuan-level disciples, and the day rating is the highest, which is for the heaven-level disciples.

In Qingxuan Sect, except for Duanqi Peak, the six peaks have strict systems. If every Xuan-level disciple wants to be promoted to a Earth-level disciple, he must complete a one-month-level task and his cultivation level reaches the sixth level of the Yuan Wheel.

"Sister Ruodie, is this the one you are waiting for?" The woman next to her pulled Mu Ruodie's arm and smiled, "He is a genius from which peak, and you actually asked you to invite them all in person."

"He is from Duanyi Peak, and his name is Lin Mo." Mu Ruodie said. After saying that, he looked at Lin Mo and introduced: "This is a little beauty living next door to me, Yu Baihui."

When Yu Baihui heard the three words Duan Qifeng, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. However, when he heard the two words Lin Mo, her eyes couldn't help but lit up. Unexpectedly, this guy was the first in the Xuanyou List.

"Duanqifeng? How could Miss Mu know the wastes in Duanqifeng?" The young man standing not far away from them frowned.
Chapter completed!