Chapter 176:

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If you don’t listen one day, you will feel less, no matter how late you will let Moran read a paragraph to him, even a sentence or two.
"The book also talks about a lot of fun things. For example, the Necro Mountain in the southwestern part of the Black Gold Empire, do you know why it is called the Necro Mountain?" Moran Si Qingxiu's small face filled with a mysterious smile.
"Dead Mountain? I heard from Grandpa Lazibague that there is a place where World of Warcraft is raging! Why is it called "Dead Mountain"? Is it because there are often dead people in it, so it is so called?" Hughes said.
"No?" Morans shook his head with a smile.
"Undead? Undead?..." Hughes tilted his head for a long time without thinking.
"Oh, I'll announce the answer!" Moran said cheerfully when he saw Hughes's brows closed.
"No, no..." Hughes quickly shook his hand and refused, "Let me think about it again!"
Morans did not object, just looked at him with a smile. Hughes looked up at the sun and moon crystal suspended above the main hall, thinking hard, unconsciously, he suddenly felt a trance, quietly fell asleep on Morans' shoulder.
"Master, you are too tired, take a good rest! When you wake up, I will tell you why it is called the Undead Mountain!" Moran said quietly. She placed a small white jade-like flower on the palm behind Hughes. The little flower exuded a little bit of fluorescence and was slowly infiltrating Hughes' back.
This little flower is the same as the one that Elder Mood once wore to her, and the same white flower that Elder Mood once placed under her bed!
This is also the reason why Old Mand said that Hughes would thank him. Indeed, if Hughes knows, he will definitely thank the old Mood, because the power Morans possessed is even more powerful than the ordinary Devourer of Soul Devourers.
Not only can people rest and eliminate fatigue, but also moisturize people's bodies, at the same time, it can also kill people invisible!
The time of cultivation is always fast, the sun and the moon alternate, the spring and autumn come, and the ten years have passed in a blink of an eye!
At that time, the little fart boy has grown into a young boy.
Although the sturdy body is still a bit thin, but the power contained in it is trembling. Especially the golden glow of his crystal clear skin in the sun, let people look like a golden sword from a distance, wanting to pierce the sky.
I saw him standing calmly on the broad grass in front of the Xuanlong Temple, punching it slowly with punches. Every punch can actually give people the illusion of a depression in the world, as if suddenly entering the cold winter twelfth lunar month, ice and snow everywhere. The flowers and grass in front of him wilted instantaneously for no reason, until they finally turned to ashes and dissipated in the wind.
After the surrounding flowers and plants showed a large amount of withering, the teenager seemed to realize the great destructive power of the boxing style, and a guilt and a proud smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. His fist also changed instantly, from the rigid depression just now, to becoming soft and gentle, like the spring wind blowing.
Those flowers and plants that showed Xie Weixie showed a fascinating charm under this gentle fist. However, it didn't take long for this charming to turn into prostration and procrastination.
"The strong wind fist is indeed magical, and the gentlest "spring breeze" can still affect people's mood!" The teenager didn't seem to expect that the flowers and plants would die like a detachment, and he was very surprised.
"The Gale Boxing Score was the one I searched from Sophie back then. After ten years of uninterrupted practice, I finally made a little bit of it today!" The teenager played again from start to finish, although there are still many places that are difficult to play. The subtleties, but at least the strong wind twelve punches have been learned.
The strong wind twelve punches are divided into four groups according to the spring, summer, autumn and winter, each group of three punches, the power and difficulty are doubled by one punch. Moreover, at the end of the exercise, every punch will imply the changes of the four seasons, the gentle and gentle spring breeze, the hot and hot summer breeze, the sharp blow of the autumn breeze, and the cold depression of the winter breeze. The more you get to the end, the more obvious this feeling will be, and it even makes you feel like you are in the illusion of changing seasons.
"Master, it's time to rest!"
Suddenly, a crisp call came from the gate of Xuanlong Palace Group. The teenager turned his head and saw a girl in a light green dress walking towards him with a smile on her front. Her light pace was like a fairy flying across the sky, and her long hair swaying in the wind was so touching that she accidentally caused the youngest heart to tremble gently. In particular, her smile, which made the flowers bloom, even brightened the teenager's eyes, and her stunning eyes did not want to leave for a long time.
"Master, what are you looking at?" The girl had come to the boy's side and was about to open the light-colored robe in her hand to help the boy put it on. But when she saw the boy's straight eyes, the movement stopped immediately, and her face immediately followed. A bit of shyness emerged and asked softly, biting his lip.
"Morans, you are so beautiful!" The teenager smelled the faint fragrance of the girl, and suddenly saw her beautiful blush, and could not help but blurt out.
"Master..." Moran's breathing became a little quick, and his full also fluctuated violently.
In the previous two years, she was imprisoned in a palace by the old Mr. Mood, practicing a peculiar exercise wholeheartedly. This kind of exercise is different from magic and combat skills. It is similar to the magic sword devourer's soul engulfing technique, but it is much more powerful than the magic sword warrior. Once it is practiced, it is comparable to the eighth-level magic sword warrior.
In the past two years, she will think of her little master from time to time, think of his warm care, coquettishness, pride after pranks, and diligence in practicing. Little by little, she remembered clearly in her heart. In two years of boring practice, these beautiful memories are her best regulators.
Originally, she should consolidate for another month or two before she can fully grasp the practice. However, she came out early in order to meet the little master she hadn't seen in two years.
What she didn't expect was that after two years, the little master had a head higher than her. Although the body is still thin, it exudes a heart-trembling force, especially the crystal skin exudes a charming light under the sun. Morans was very close to Hughes at the moment, and there was a faint smell of a man in her nose that made her temporarily lack of oxygen.
What made her even more fascinated was that the first sentence the little master said was to praise her beauty. Maybe if you change someone, Morans will feel abrupt and disgusted, but from Hughes' mouth, it makes her heart disturbed and her breath thickens a lot.
The two stared blankly at each other, and no one spoke anymore, and no one shook. It seemed that a slight swing would break the strange atmosphere suddenly created.
Hughes knew in his heart that he couldn't stare at Morans directly, but he couldn't control himself. His eyes looked at Moranth's delicate face and her big eyes as if they were stuck on it. ,Inextricable.
On the broad grass, flowers bloom, rare birds flew, and a gentle breeze blows slowly. Moran's hair was blown up by strands of light, gently brushing Hughes's bare chest, making him feel a strange numbness, and he could not help reaching out to touch Moran's hair.
Morans saw Hughes reach out, his heart suddenly jumped, he stopped breathing instantly, and looked at Hughes firmly, his heart was very confused.
"Morans, what's wrong with you?" Susie suddenly saw Morans unable to stand, and immediately reached out to support her, asking with some concern.
"Uh... Master, I'm okay!" Morans quickly stood up a little embarrassedly after hearing the question from Hughes, and put on the robe in his hands for Hughes, but in his heart he hated his poor concentration. Spoiled the beautiful atmosphere.
"By the way, where have you been practicing in the past two years? I can't find you everywhere!" Hughes asked softly after putting on his robe. The old Mood only told him that Moran was practicing in a palace, but the specific one didn't say.
"Grandpa Mod imprisoned me in a palace. He asked me to practice a peculiar exercise, and said that if I don't practice, I won't let me go out. I didn't expect this practice to be two years!" Morans said.
"What exercises?"
"Soul Soul!"
"Soul Soul? How different is it from Soul Devour?"
"Soul Devouring is to use the power of the soul to kill the soul of the other party, and Soul Absorption is to the soul of the other party for my use!"
"Isn't it better than soul devouring?"
"Roughly the same!"
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The two were walking towards the palace group while talking.
Soon, the two came to the place where they lived. Seeing the open door, both of them suddenly felt a strange sensation. They both stopped involuntarily and did not walk in immediately. The two looked at each other and found that there was a different expression on each other's face, and there seemed to be a slight sense of affection deep in the heart that was spreading outward.
Thinking of the scene on the grass just now, both of them panickedly avoided each other's eyes, embarrassedly not knowing what to do next!
"What are you two standing at the gate?" Old Man Mod suddenly approached from a palace on the left, asking curiously.
Before he walked around, Suddenly saw Morans rush into the palace with a shy expression, while Hughes looked around each other. For the emotions of mankind, Old Mand has always been unclear. He only knows the loyal man who is loyal to his master, the mysterious man who makes a "strong voice".
It was only five years ago that Hughes learned that Old Mand turned out to be a black unicorn and evolved into a human. No wonder he wore a black robe all year round! That robe was actually made from the hides left behind by his metamorphosis!
"What's wrong with Morans, why did I run when I saw it?" Old Man Mod approached Hughes and asked more suspiciously.
"Oh... uh... I... Grandpa Murder, today I learned all the gale punches!" After a while, Xiusizhizhiwuwu shifted the subject and said.
"Good! Try again tomorrow to see if you can push away the dark coffin!" Although the old Mr. Moody discovered the strange expression of Hughes, he didn't know why this young man was like this. The young man played his temper, "The first ten times have failed, this time it should be successful!"
"Yes, I think so too!" Hughes said with a smile, and then sighed with a sad face, "I don't know what happened to my father and Uncle Reese, and Grandpa Laziborg and Monas Qin. How is it?"
"I taught you the golden magic technique-mirror, haven't you learned it yet?" asked the old man.
"Learning is learned, but because my magic has not yet reached the seventh level, and no souls have been produced, the condensed mirror is very vague, and the scenes in it cannot be recognized at all!" Hughes said in frustration.
"It doesn't matter, you are now the sixth level peak, and the magic crystal has also condensed to the limit, and it will not be long before it will break through! You will be able to see them by then!" Old Man Mod encouraged.
"The speed of my cultivation is too slow! In the past, I was able to cultivate to the third level in less than three months. Now, even ten years have passed, I still stay at the peak of the sixth level!" Thinking of his cultivation speed in the past ten years, Hughes could not bear it. Live shaking his head to complain.
"Silly boy! Please be content!" Old Man Mod patted Hughes' head and smiled bitterly: "Thinking back then, it took me two hundred years to reach level 6! Even if you are humans, you want to be sixteen It is also less possible to reach the sixth level peak magician! What’s more, you are already an eighth level warrior, and the powerful force can even defeat the ninth level peak warrior! What else do you have to complain about!"
"Oh, I..." Hughes said, listening to the old Mr. Mood, and couldn't help but feel a little proud, and smiled innocently.
"Unfortunately, you have too little actual combat experience! In addition to self-cultivation in the past ten years, you have only fought with the Warcraft I imagined. There is no actual combat experience. This time you go out, you must go to all parts of the mainland to enhance With your own combat experience, only by fighting between life and death can you truly degenerate into a strong man!" said the old man.
"I will!" Hughes killed a golden awn in his eyes, and his hands clenched involuntarily. In his heart, he had been looking forward to going out for a while, to verify whether he was really strong.
"Grandpa Murder, let me verify whether my strength has improved!" Hughes suddenly flashed and disappeared.
"This kid's speed is getting faster and faster!" The old Mr. Murd nodded with a smile as he looked at Hughes' disappearing shadow in the corner of the wall. Then, looking at the green bamboo forest behind the palace group, he whispered: "Ten years, should the bodies of the three guys have been tempered?" He turned and walked towards the green bamboo forest.
Hughes turned around the palace group and walked inside step by step.
He still knows very little about the three thousand palaces in the Xuanlong Temple for ten years, and he still does not know what kind of secrets are hidden inside. He had thought about going in for a while, but he was helpless because his own strength was too bad. Before reaching the gate of the palace, he was squeezed by the majestic majesty and he couldn't breathe!
"What secret is hidden inside?" Hughes looked up at the palaces as he walked inside.
The palaces are staggered on the left and right sides, and there is a channel about 200 meters wide in the middle. The channels are all paved with white jade. Under the golden light of the palaces on both sides, they show a brilliant and dazzling glory. In the center of the channel is a small path about ten meters wide. In addition to white jade, the path is also inlaid with some gilt stones, which are more noble and gorgeous.
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