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Within ten days, the news of the establishment of the first disciple of Luoxia Palace spread throughout the Jiuhua Immortal Sect. The other two palaces, the Sixth Academy, and the Seventy-Two Aristocratic Families all sent congratulatory gifts, and many people came specially to get to know this " The senior senior brother of Luoxia Palace who "can't get on the stage", when they heard that this senior brother was knocked into the cliff of painstaking efforts after entering the door, they all left with strange expressions.
For a while, no one could figure out whether Cheng Baimei paid too much attention to this founding disciple or too little. If you take it seriously, how can anyone be punished and think about it when you first get started? If you don't take it seriously, why would you appoint him as your leader?
But for Mo Bu Le, this was a good thing. He had been clean for ten days, and finally he was not being watched inhumanely like a monkey performer. Anyway, idle time is idle. You can't really think about the walls in the cave, so Mo Bu is happy to start practicing.
Instead of practicing the Yanbo Haomiao Jue, I started to try to control the fire poison in my body. Ever since the elder of the Dan Pavilion gave him the Water and Fire Alchemy Technique, he had never dared to think about it, fearing that he could not control his emotions for a moment and cause the fire of ignorance to spread again. Although the foreign true energy in the Dantian could save his life, it would always It¡¯s limited, use it once, use less, and there¡¯s nothing wrong with being sparing.
Now, in the Jiuhua Immortal Sect, the master is close at hand and can save lives at any time, so Mo Bule really started to try. Yaowang Sect is based in the Ming Realm by refining alchemy, so it is natural that the Fire Control Technique is indispensable. Mo Bu Le, who is always good at making furnaces explode, has learned no less than seventeen or eight types of Fire Control Techniques. In the past, he only thought about suppressing the fire poison, and never thought about how to control the fire poison. Now that he was reminded by the elder of Dan Pavilion, he had many ideas in his mind.
"It's a pity that after trying seventeen or eight fire control techniques one by one, none of them worked. There is only one root cause. Any kind of fire control technique requires the circulation of true energy through the meridians in order to control the fire. However, the fire poison that Mo Bule was exposed to spreads all over the body, organs, flesh and blood, and even penetrates deep into the soul, but it does not enter the meridians, because As soon as the fire poison enters the meridians, his spiritual roots will be destroyed. What a waste of practice.
This has become a dead end.
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How to solve the knot?
Is there any fire control technique in this world that does not use the movement of true energy through the meridians to control fire? Although Mo Bu Le is not very knowledgeable, he also knows that this possibility is just like the possibility of immortality for mortals without practicing. It is absolutely impossible.
Any cultivation method in the Ming Realm is nothing more than three types: Dao cultivation, body cultivation and weapon cultivation. Dao cultivation cultivates Tao methods, body cultivation cultivates the physical body, and weapon cultivation cultivates external objects. For example, sword cultivation is a typical weapon cultivation, and body cultivation Because, most of them are on the sword. In short, no matter what kind of skill it is, it can only be performed by circulating the true energy through the meridians, without exception.
If you want to untie the dead knot, you have to find a new way to control the fire. Thinking of this, Mo Bule wilts. Even if his cultivation level has not declined, he is still a monk in the foundation-building realm and has no understanding of the laws of heaven. With limited understanding, how can I create my own exercises?
You still have to ask the Master. If you have any difficulties, you can definitely go to the Master.
After ten days, Mo Bu Le stretched out his hand and touched the entrance of the cave. He was not hindered and could go out. He was overjoyed and frightened when he came out. The painstaking cliff was so high that the entrance of the cave was opened on the cliff. Below it was The abyss is filled with clouds and cannot be seen to the bottom, and there is no way at all. Mo Bu Le can't fly yet. If he lands in the air, he doesn't know if Master will be able to save him in time. If he becomes the first senior brother in history to fall to death, it would be a big joke.
After stuffing a lotus seed into his mouth, Mo Bu Le lowered his legs and sat at the entrance of the cave to enjoy the wind, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him, and waiting for someone to pick him up.
It is at dusk, with the clouds setting all over the sky, and you can see in the distance the magnificent main hall on the top of the Abbot Mountain, bathed in the rays of light, with white cranes flying around, and there are beautiful buildings, jade chambers, and real pavilions in the palace.
A ray of sword light flew out from the palace, and in a moment it was in front of Kuxin Cliff. It was bright and clear.
"Senior Brother, Master ordered me to pick you up."
Mingjing's face was a little ugly. In the past ten days, Mo Buluo was clean, but he was annoyed to death by people. Many people looked at him strangely, as if they were sympathetic, as if they were lucky, as if they were happy about the misfortune, as if they were asking questions. What it felt like to see his stable leader fly away like this made him almost draw his sword several times.
"Thank you, junior brother." Mo Bu Le pretended not to see his deep gaze, jumped on Feijian with a smile, and then stuffed the first disciple's waist badge into Ming Jing's hand, "Junior brother, thank you for your hard work. A small gift is not a sign of respect."
Mingjing: ""
Even if you are the most shameless person in the world, there is a limit to what you can do. The position of first disciple designated by the master can be given away to anyone at will.?
"I don't want it." He stuffed the badge back fiercely.
Mo Bu Le sighed: "Junior brother, as a man you must be responsible"
With a bright and dark complexion, who was it that failed to take responsibility and pushed the leader's belt back and forth?
Entering the main hall of Luoxia Palace again, the square outside is full of people. Thousands of people are so crowded in the huge place that there is almost no room to stand on. There is only one road in the middle that leads directly to the main hall gate.
It seems that all the disciples of Luoxia Palace have come, all of them are sword cultivators. They all wear sword robes, but there are differences in color. The one standing at the back is a white sword robe, and the one standing in the front is a blue sword robe, and the one standing further is a blue sword robe. There were blue sword robes and red sword robes at the front. There were not many people, only about thirty people.
Mo Bu Le looked at the sword robe on his body. It was black. Then he looked at the sword robe on Ming Jing. It was also black. Black was probably the exclusive color for the disciples of the Palace Master. In fact, he liked the color white very much. Looking at the white-robed disciples eagerly, he let out a breath silently, then cheered up and stepped onto the one-way street with a smile, bowing his hands as he walked.
"Hello fellow juniors."
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"Ahem" Mo Bu Le turned to look at Ming Jing, "Junior brother, are you really not going to accept this gift from me?"
The evil spirit will never die.
With a dark face, Mingjing took three steps back, knelt down, and said loudly: "Disciple Mingjing of Luoxia Palace, pay homage to senior brother."
"Disciples of Luoxia Palace pay homage to senior brother!"
The sword cultivators followed closely behind, all kneeling down and saluting, but the collective voices were so feeble, and it was obvious that they were all unwilling to do so.
Mo Bu Le curled his lips and muttered, "They are all stubborn." How he hoped that these sword cultivators would rally against him as the first disciple. Sword cultivators would rather break than bend. How could they succumb so easily? Under the master's lustful power. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com