Chapter 59: Poor apprehension

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What is Jianyi?
Jianyi is Jianxiu's perception of Kendo.
On the continent of sword gods, you gather in the spirit realm to practice aura, and away from the sword to cultivate aura, but in the four-image realm, you are practicing sword intention!
Li Jianjing swordsman wants to become a four-image state sword master, must understand the four-image mood, this so-called mood is not only one understanding is the strongest.
As the swordsman's cultivation became stronger and stronger, his understanding of artistic conception became deeper and deeper.
According to the rules of Kendo, sword meaning is also divided into nine layers, one demonstration, two phantoms, three layers, four layers ...
Cultivate to the ninth level, the idol enters the body, the sword master can fit with the idol, and transform into a four-elephant beast.
The Mo battle that Mo Wentian encountered at the time was at the first stage of the demonstration. The realm of demonstration can use the coercion of the four gods to create great oppression!
The phantom can be transformed into a phantom with preliminary intelligence, but it cannot be transformed into a body.
The third layer of transformation is the transformation of the body, one claw and one roar, all real attacks, I do not know how many times stronger.
"Sword meaning on the third floor!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and the nine roots were really strong!
"Ask God, when you meet this person, you can just admit defeat. With your talent, you will definitely surpass him. It is not necessary to bump into him now!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Mo Tianxiao said with a smile.
"Thank you!"
Mo Wentian grinned. Mo Tianxiao was afraid that after seeing Lin Tian's power, Kendo's will would be oppressed.
But a three-story little guy.
How could it scare him to ask no question.
"When does the qualifying start?"
It seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian asked suddenly.
"One more month!"
Mo Tianxiao said.
"A month!"
Mo asked Tian slightly, then smiled and said, "This month, you stay in this Mo's house!"
"Stay at Mo's?"
Mo Tianxiao gave a slight meal, then nodded and said: "Yes!"
"Thank you!"
Mo Wentian was slightly grateful.
Mo Tianxiao stayed because he never asked me to leave!
If he wants to compete with the sword-like triple-level four-image realm swordsman, then he doesn't ask the cultivation of the heavens, at least it must reach the level of five or more.
And if you want to promote cultivation, Dongman Mountains is undoubtedly the best place!
A day later, Mo Wentian left Mo's house. In the Dongman Mountains, a figure crossed the outer area and the central area and directly entered the core area!
"If only we could find a few heavenly spirit fruit!"
In the Eastern Mang Mountains, Mo Wentian couldn't help sighing.
Now he has the third-level spiritual root, his talent is comparable to the average eight-level spiritual root.
If Tian Ling Gen can be promoted to fifth class, his talent is enough to be comparable to the ordinary ten class spiritual roots. By then, he will be trained dozens of times!
At the beginning of the valley of Zhu Guo, Mo Wentian's figure appeared again.
In the valley, there was so much calmness, even the cold lake in the center had no coldness at all.
"Pity!"
Mo Wentian slightly shook his head. This cold pool has too little cold air. The last Zhu Guo has completely consumed the power in this cold pool.
In this valley, it is impossible to reappear the elixir like Zhu Guo.
"Hisse ..."
Just when Mo Wentian was about to leave.
A cold chill suddenly locked Mo Wentian.
"It's that phantom!"
Mo Wentian's eyes brightened.
The Bingmou is ridiculous, and the lower-level spirit beasts are even higher than ordinary alien beasts!
"If I had swallowed this Boom, then my body should ..."
Mo Wentian evoked a smile of evil. This time he came to the Dongman Mountains to actually improve his physique.
Immortal body.
Now that he has just entered the early days of the spirit body, he has the God of Devouring God. If he can devour several spirit beasts, he may be able to ascend to the later stage, and then his physique will be!
Can resist high-end magic.
How terrible it is to resist high-end artifacts!
"His ..."
Seeing Mo Wentian, Bing Mou also seemed to feel the danger. He was extremely cautious among a pair of ice pupils.
"Little guy, I'm here to kill you!"
With a grin, Mo Wentian appeared flashing next to Bingmoo, with five fingers in his claws, and grabbed directly towards Bingmoo.
"boom……"
Bingmoo quickly retreated, an extremely cold force, struck towards Mowen.
"Buzz ..."
The cold freezes instantly, freezing Mo Wentian.
Seeing that Mo Wutian was frozen, Bingmou was relieved with a human touch, swimming to Mo Wentian, his face full of mockery.
It seems that he recognized Mo Wentian as the person who had taken away Zhu Guo.
In Bingmo's eyes, the spirit suddenly rose with a anger.
But the next moment!
"Click!"
The ice cube shattered, and Mo Wentian came out of it.
"So strong cold!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, and his physique was comparable to a good spirit. Originally, he thought that this little guy could be easily relaxed, but the coldness of this little guy was so strong.
This cold has reached the limit of the second-level monster.
"Hisse ..."
The little guy woke up to see Mo Wentian and returned to the cold pool again.
But unfortunately, there is no coldness in the cold pool. The little guy stays in the cold pool, but there are some ...
Poor!
"Last time I took away your Zhu Guo, if I did not take away Zhu Guo, you will be able to advance to the third level or higher with three Zhu Guo!"
"Without the cold, it's extremely difficult for you to want to improve. That's why, then I ..."
"Accepted you!"
Mo Wentian evoked a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth. This Bingmoo is definitely not an ordinary Bingmoo. Even if it is a low-grade spirit beast, it is impossible and has such a strong spirituality!
"Will you surrender?"
Mo Wentian looked at Bingmo and asked.
"Hisse ..."
He heard this and looked at Mo Wentian fiercely, and seemed very angry.
"Little guy, are you summoning the monsters?"
Mo Wentian smiled indifferently. In Mo Wentian's induction, several monsters were coming.
"It's really fun to be able to control the monsters of other monsters!"
With a smile, Mo Wentian didn't stop it. For a moment, three monsters appeared, namely a monkey, a big snake, and a mouse!
"Hisse ..."
Bingmoo yelled at Mo Wentian, three monsters, and flew towards Mo Wentian instantly.
"Not surrender?"
"I do n’t know if I really want to accept you today. I do n’t believe it. I am a sword emperor.
With a chuckle, Mo Wentian flashed in his hands, and the black iron epee appeared.
"Strong swordsmanship!"
"boom……"
When the sword came out, the demon monkey was shot and flew out. Two swords, the mouse and the snake, were shot again.
"Hisse ..."
Seeing all three monsters being shot and flying, Bingmou immediately became impatient.
"You guys, you don't have to assemble monsters anymore. These secondary monsters are not my opponents. If you surrender in the hands of my Mo Wentian, I can give you ..."
Mo Wentian grinned slightly, then smiled and said: "Cold!"
"chill!"
Bingmo's eyes brightened, but looking at Mo Wentian's look, he was a little surprised.
"you do not believe?"
Do n’t ask Tianle, this ice-cold dreadful, spirituality is enough to compare with the best spiritual beast!
"You try this!"
Mo Wentian flashed in his hands, and a frosty grass was thrown out.
"Hisse ..."
Seeing Hanbingcao, Bingmo 蛟 showed a disdainful expression in his eyes, and it looked like he was despising Motian.
"amount!"
Don't ask Tian ashamed.
But at the next moment, this hooligan approached the ice grass carefully, and looked at the ice grass with a disgusting look, and finally ...
I enjoyed eating.
"I……"
Don't ask Tiantian his face hurts.
It is estimated that this ice ghost has not absorbed the cold for a long time, and the level of ice grass is too low, so this scene will appear!
"Hisse ..."
After eating the ice grass, Bingmou seemed to recognize Mo Wentian, and stepped closer, looking at Mo Wentian with anticipation.
"Hooked!" Mo Wentian grinned, and then a flash of light flashed in his hand.