The night is approaching, and the full moon is setting in the west.

In the quiet courtyard, only the night breeze blew, blowing the letter in Li Mo's hand.

"Qi Yu, you have made great progress in your calligraphy practice recently."

Li Mo's voice echoed in the cold courtyard, layer upon layer, and seemed particularly harsh.

Qi Yu never turned around, but the two of them were facing each other.

"I didn't write that."

After a moment of silence, Qi Yu finally spoke.

"Really?" Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and he raised the letter in his hand: "You haven't read it yet...how do you know it wasn't you?"

"What do you want to say?"

Qi Yu turned around and asked in a deep voice, but his sharp eyes were directed at the letter in Li Mo's hand.

"I'm just kidding you..."

Li Mo looked at Qi Yu's reaction and slowly unfolded the letter in his hand. There was not a single word on it.

At this moment, Qi Yu's eyes suddenly shrank, almost condensing into a thin line.

"What's the meaning?"

"Do you still remember when you were seven years old, a group of us brothers and sisters hid in an ancient cave to avoid the rain?"

Li Mo slowly stood up, but his eyes never moved away from Qi Yu's body.

"I can't remember." Qi Yu said calmly and calmly.

"You have been very considerate since you were a child, but you even carried medicinal wine with you at such a young age... It's so cold in the mountains, it's all thanks to that pot of wine." Li Mo Xu Sheng said.

"What a pity...they were all too young at that time, and they fell unconscious after only two sips."

Having said this, a playful smile appeared on Li Mo's face.

"What do you want to say?" Qi Yu finally showed a trace of impatience and asked in a deep voice.

"What I want to say is that I didn't sleep...I didn't sleep from the beginning to the end...including now..."

Li Mo pointed to his eyes: "I can really see it."

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

Qi Yu's face never changed in expression, and his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, unable to make any waves.

"It's too late, I'm going to bed."

Qi Yu turned around and walked towards the backyard room without looking back.

Li Mo looked at his retreating figure without saying a word.

Was that letter written by Qi Yu? It doesn't matter.

What's important is Qi Yu's reaction just now, which was one of forbearance and fear.

A master of the Ninth Level Realm, faced with Li Mo's inexplicable questioning, he chose to bypass or even avoid it, without even asking a single question...

Li Mo was 90% sure that Qi Yu knew his identity and strength.

"Interesting...he hides it really well." Li Mo murmured softly.

Looking at the entire Longyuan Mansion, there are no more than one person who truly knows his identity. These people are all met by chance and have an inseparable connection with Li Mo.

Qi Yu is different. Ever since he took on the title of the number one genius in Luofu Mountain, he has almost never interacted with Li Mo again.

He clearly knew about Li Mo's strength, but he didn't say a word... During the Xuantian Pavilion assessment, he showed a realm and power beyond the expectations of the outside world...

"A gentleman hides his weapon in his body and waits for action... Tsk tsk... His plot is not trivial." Li Mo sneered.

He didn't care whether the letter was written by Qi Yu or not, from this moment on...

"I'm watching you to death."

That night, while sleeping with the [White Bone Relic] in his arms, Li Mo used his ability to [Spiritual Dreaming] and squatted on Qi Yu's bedside.

The mystery of the Nine Life Method can no longer break through the realm without any bottleneck, and every time you refine a Nine Furnace Demonic Heart, you can gain a strange ability.

Li Mo has now stepped into the [Eight-Inch Realm] and has refined seven kinds of demon hearts in total.

The first inch of spiritual root is the original self, the color of pure spirit.

The second inch of spiritual root is the yellow demon, awakening the ability [spiritual awareness and dreaming].

The third inch of spiritual root is a zombie, awakening the ability [Taiyin Shroud].

The fourth inch spiritual root is a scorpion demon, awakening the ability [fire immunity].

The fifth-inch spiritual root is a bone demon, awakening the ability [Bone Channeling].

The sixth-inch spiritual root is the Tengu, awakening the ability [Pure Yang Possession].

The seventh-inch spiritual root is the golden elixir, which awakens the ability [Elixir of Life and Death].

The eighth-inch spiritual root is the black turtle, awakening the ability [lifespan increase].

Among these abilities, the most inexplicable but also the most useless is [Pure Yang Possession]. This ability can only be used when the Tengu eats the sun. It absorbs the pure Yang of heaven and earth, making it invincible.

This ability to rely on the weather is too limited, unless Li Mo can control the celestial phenomena.

Among the seven abilities, Li Mo’s favorite is [Spiritual Awareness and Dreaming].

You must know that God has the virtue of good life, and fighting and killing is really boring. How can it be compared with the ability of [spiritual awareness and dreaming], which can peep into the hidden... caring inner world.

Since he gained this ability, the mental health problems of the demons and ghosts who have been imprisoned in the prison for many years have been greatly alleviated. Once he finds someone with suicidal tendencies, Li Mo will take action in advance to help them escape.

Of course, Li Mo would not treat his fellow disciples favorably. He would sleep almost every night and care about his fellow disciples.

It was almost dawn, and Li Mo's spiritual sense squatted beside Qi Yu's bed like a lonely ghost, watching him quietly.

Qi Yu's sleeping posture was extremely weird, with his five hearts pointing toward the sky, and his breathing and heartbeat could not even be heard.

The whole night, let alone dreaming, he even snored and grinded his teeth... or even turned over.

Li Mo is not in a hurry. From today on, he will stand on the bedside every night, staring at him...staring at him.

…

A night of silence.

In the early morning, just after dawn, Li Mo walked out of the room.

The magic of the bone relic gradually emerged. Even when he was sleeping, this treasure was nourishing Li Mo's body and strengthening his inner breath.

Even the blood flowing through the limbs and bones has been warmed and nourished. Every time it returns to the heart, a warm current flows in, like pure Yang energy, like the way of demons and ghosts.

"No wonder [The Art of Swallowing Ghosts] has divided the cultivation methods of the nine relics into a single article." Li Moruo had some realization.

The nine great relics are the foundation for practicing [Ghost Swallowing Technique]. With the help of this treasure, you can practice with twice the result with half the effort, and you can even kill enemies from a distance at critical moments.

When Bai Xiaoqian left, she had just become a Nine Furnace Demon Ghost and began to practice one of the [Nine Great Relics].

However, what Bai Xiaoqian cultivated was not [White Bone Relic], but [Netherworld Relic].

According to the records of "Swallowing Ghosts", to practice this method, you need to start with a single relic. Once you practice deeply, you can practice more relics.

One day, the nine great relics will be gathered into one body, and the mysterious power will be created. The world is so big that there will be few opponents.

This will definitely be an extremely long process, and it may not be possible to achieve such an achievement in one lifetime.

Li Mo does not intend to practice in depth. For him, the practice of any Kung Fu method is a matter of fate. Once the fate comes and it is used for me, it will be a matter of course, and I can climb to the sky to see the way.

The martial arts in the world are for my use and cannot be restricted by the martial arts.

Now, Li Mo's urgent need is to wait for the Xuantian Pavilion assessment to end and receive rewards based on the results determined by Chen Wangdu.

According to Chen Wangdu, the final reward is the magic sword left by Black Sword.

"The Art of Weapon Sword... This is the key to breaking through the Nine Lives Mysterious Tribulation." Li Mo murmured softly.

If he can really solve the Nine Lives Mysterious Tribulation, he can step into the Nine Inch Realm and reach the peak of [Inner Breath] before heading to the capital.

At that time, he will have enough confidence to face the descendants of the world's top sects.

Li Mo didn't believe that masters of the [Spiritual Breath Realm] would emerge when the time comes.

While it was still dark, Li Mo came to Jianghai Courtyard to visit Chen Wangdu and wanted to inquire about the situation of the last round of assessment.

Although this last round of assessment has nothing to do with Li Mo, the final reward has a lot to do with him.

Li Mo always couldn't let go of his things that he kept elsewhere.

As the second largest mansion in Longyuan Mansion after Bigui Garden, the interior of Jianghai Villa is like a maze, with five steps to the first floor and ten steps to the pavilion. If there is no one to guide you, you will definitely get lost when you enter for the first time.

For Li Mo, it was already a familiar road when he came here again. He didn't even have to go through the main entrance and came to the backyard.

"The human body has the most mysterious structure in the world..."

Suddenly, a sound like a silver bell slowly sounded, attracting Li Mo's attention.

At such a state of mind, the sound of insects crawling on the ground from a hundred feet away can be heard clearly and clearly.
To be continued...