"Hmm!" A slight cough interrupted the little ambiguity between Chen Mo and Wang Xinlian.

Wang Xinlian turned her head and looked at the door. Seeing her father Wang Rulin standing there, she was shocked and quickly checked herself. Seeing that Chen Mo had her shoulder straps on her arm, Chen Mo's hand was still pinching her chest, her face turned red. She quickly let go of her hand holding Chen Mo's body, quickly tidy up the shoulder straps and clothes, twisted her body and ran up the stairs, and hid in a bedroom. It was so embarrassing.

"Uncle, when can you come? Do you have to come at this time?" Chen Mo looked sobbing, so depressed.

"Boy, there are so many women outside, but they dare to push my daughter down at my house. When I was caught, you are not ashamed at all, but you blame me instead?" Wang Rulin said with confidence with great confidence.

"I am following my examples!" Chen Mo said seriously and shamelessly.

"Previous sage?" Wang Rulin said angrily: "Why would you tell me which sage is as romantic as you?"

"Your grandpa!" Chen Mo whispered.

"Your grandpa!" Wang Rulin immediately responded with his eyebrows raised, thinking that Chen Mo scolded him.

"I said to you grandpa!" Chen Mo emphasized his tone.

"I..." Wang Rulin understood, and when he thought of his romantic grandfather, he looked straight and said with a stern face: "He is naturally different. Okay, let's not talk about this topic!" If Chen Mo had compared him with the ancestor of the Wang family, Wang Rulin would have despised him and thought that he was not qualified to be comparable to the ancestor of the Wang family. But today, when he saw Chen Mo underestimately, he solved the Yan clan people, which was a strong man who almost destroyed the Wang family's big house!

Chen Mo's image in Wang Rulin's heart has been several levels, and at the same time he is more curious about how Chen Mo can have such powerful power at such a young age.

"What's the matter with you asking me?" Chen Mo saw Wang Rulin frowning and said nothing, so he asked. He wanted to finish the matter quickly. While the remaining warmth was not over, he quickly went upstairs and threw Wang Xinlian down.

"It's nothing. The old man will ask you to come here later!" After Wang Rulin said that, he shouted to the upstairs again: "Xiao Lian, come down and leave with dad!"

He actually came to find Wang Xinlian.

The door upstairs was opened. Wang Xinlian walked down with her head down. The crimson on her face had not yet disappeared. She felt very embarrassed in front of Chen Mo and Wang Rulin.

Chen Mo opened his mouth to keep Wang Xinlian, but in broad daylight, with Wang Rulin present, even if he spoke, Wang Xinlian would not agree, so he simply smiled and whispered in Wang Xinlian's crystal clear ear: "I'll look for you tonight!"

Wang Xinlian immediately glanced at Chen Mo with anger.

Although the voice was small, it could not escape Wang Rulin's ears. He sternly said to Wang Xinlian: "You should not live in your house these days. You will temporarily move to Villa No. 1. After it gets dark, you are not allowed to go anywhere. Now go back with me!" After that, he glanced at Chen Mo, as if he was saying, "Boy, you are like you succeed now, there is no door!"

Wang Xinlian was embarrassed and left with Wang Rulin.

Chen Mo went straight up the stairs and returned to his own room. Locked the door, the treasure-eating rat jumped in through the window, holding a worn-out oil lamp in his mouth, and threw it directly on Chen Mo's bed with his mouth.

It jumped on the computer desk and said to Chen Mo with panting, "I'm so exhausted, it's so hard to conquer this thing!" If it is heard by people from the hidden family, it must be shocked, especially the Yan clan. Lan Deng is a magic weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years. It was refined by the ancestors of the Yan clan imitating the magic weapon that shocked the world by the ancient Buddha Lan Deng in the legend. However, after thousands of years of inheritance, few people in the Yan clan can conquer it, especially after the decline of the cultivator, it became a masterless treasure, and no one could subdue it.

In that battle 20 years ago, Lan Deng exerted great power and killed countless people. Later, it made a group of experts furious. When they joined forces, they just suppressed it and could not be able to subdue it.

The treasure-eating rat was conquered in just a short while. Although it seemed very tired, it was a little bit wet. It was not ruled out that it deliberately made a waste of effort and came to Chen Mo to seek credit.

Chen Mo did not pay attention to the worn-out oil lamp magic weapon, but couldn't wait to take out the plate-sized Bagua Tianhuo Mirror from his arms, and checked it over and over again, and then said to the Treasure Devouring Rat: "This is obviously a magic weapon, why does it become a magic weapon in your mouth? I was so excited for a long time. And did you say before that this mirror can exert the Tianhuo?"

"Master, do you know how difficult it is to get a magic weapon?" The treasure-eating rat looked like you were a waiter and glanced at Chen Mo, sighing: "You are already a cultivator in the fusion stage. You should understand that all things in the world can be integrated. To put it bluntly, all things in the world have spirituality. You can treat a magic weapon as a person. After the heaven and earth are thin, some magic weapons will lose their energy supply, and their weapon spirit will naturally die slowly. Just like a dish that you put in the hot sunlight. It will deteriorate in less than a day's effort. The material of this Bagua Heavenly Fire Mirror is definitely at the level of magic weapon, but it will deteriorate as the weapon spirit slowly disappears."

Chen Mo now wants to use the Purple Gold Bagua Furnace to recognize the master. There are two ways: the first drop of blood to recognize the master, but the spirit of the weapon ignores you, and your essence and blood will be wasted. Chen Mo does not think that as soon as he is out of power, the spirit of the Purple Gold Bagua Furnace recognizes him. Moreover, the Purple Gold Bagua Furnace did not reveal the weapon spirit under the threat of the special means of the treasure-eating rat. It can be seen that it may be a dead object.

However, this does not rule out that the spirit of the Purple Gold Bagua Furnace is hidden very deeply or falls into a kind of sleep. After all, it has been sealed in the jade pendant for hundreds of years.

The second method is to force the spirit of the weapon to appear, forcibly erase the consciousness of the spirit, and replace it with one's own divine thought. To put it bluntly, it is to turn it into one of your own arms and can command it at will.

The Purple Gold Bagua Furnace is much more precious than the Burning Lamp. The Treasure Devouring Rat is really going to chew it, but Chen Mo is reluctant to let the Treasure Devouring Rat chew it.

As forcing the spirit of the force, apart from the threat of the treasure-eating rat chewing with its mouth, it can only be baked with innate fire, because the Purple Gold Bagua Furnace is forged with purple gold sand extracted from gold by Samadhi True Fire. Therefore, although it is a metal magic weapon, it is also not afraid of the burning of Samadhi True Fire. Moreover, Chen Mo does not have Samadhi True Fire, so he can only use innate fire, commonly known as the Heavenly Fire.

The only thing that the sky fire appeared in thunderstorms was that the power of nature was too terrifying. Chen Mo did not dare to collect any sky fire in thunderstorms. If a sky thunder struck down, it would not be said to scattered him and his whole body would be burnt, but the Niu Niu would definitely be burnt. This kind of risk would not be possible.

"Isn't the heavenly fire produced innately?" Chen Mo looked at the Bagua Tianhuo Mirror, frowned and said to the treasure-eating rat: "Are you sure this thing works for the Zijin Bagua Furnace?"

"Master, you are really stupid!" The treasure-eating rat was very helpless. It didn't understand how a stupid person like Chen Mo could improve his cultivation level to the fusion stage in more than ten years. Instead, he was as clever, so windy, and so handsome as the world's number one rat. It has been almost 200 years, but it was only in the early stage of consecration. It was simply compared to humans. No, humans compared to beasts, and beasts were so angry that they said, "The generation of heavenly fire is a violent riot of vital energy. A natural reaction that occurs due to friction between each other is similar to the birth of thunder and lightning, but think about it carefully, what is its essence? It is vital energy!"

Chen Mo suddenly realized and completely understood that vital energy is the foundation of all things. Whether it is true energy, internal energy or mental power, it is an energy refined by vital energy. In fact, these energy are vital energy, but the power is different.

Whether it is a magic weapon or a magic weapon, it must be activated with the energy of heaven and earth, but the quality of internal and mental power is too poor, so it can only barely activate the magic weapon at the first level. The warriors can only sigh at the magic weapon.

But cultivators are different. True energy can activate the activation of magic weapons.

The Bagua Tianhuo Mirror is just a top-grade magic weapon. If an internal force warrior in the late stage of the innate stage wants to activate it, he can only fire the Tianhuo twice and his internal force will be exhausted.

This is not very difficult for Chen Mo. Even if he is exhausted from his body, as long as he can refine the Purple Gold Bagua Furnace into his own magic weapon and completely recognize his master, it will be worth it.

Mobilize the true energy and slowly input it into the Bagua Tianhuo Mirror.

Buzz!

The mirror of the Bagua Tianhuo Mirror suddenly shone brightly, and a hot breath surged out.

boom!

The red flames as thick as a plate were sprayed out from the Bagua Tianhuo Mirror. Because Chen Mo was very careful, the true energy in his body did not transmit too much, so the sky fire ejected from the Bagua Tianhuo Mirror could not form a fire dragon like Yan Wenlong's hand. It was just a three-foot-long flame, but it still increased the temperature of the entire room by more than seven or eight degrees in just a few seconds.

Chen Mo took back the true energy. This Bagua Tianhuo Mirror was not technical in control. It was very simple. You only need to transport the true energy into it. To reach the minimum level it needs, it will naturally start. If the more energy is delivered, the stronger its power will be. As for the upper limit of its power, Chen Mo is not clear.

"It's okay, it only consumes one percent of my true energy for one minute." If Yan Wenlong knew about this for one minute, he would have to vomit blood to the sky. With his skills, he activated the Bagua Tianhuo Mirror twice, and each time it would be very good. At best, the internal energy of a body can last for six seconds. But even so, as long as the Bagua Tianhuo Mirror is in his hand, he would scare Wang Meng and Mrs. Ji, two innate late stage masters, escaped.

Chen Mo only consumes one percent of his true energy for one minute. It can be seen how many levels the quality of the true energy is higher than the internal strength.

The same Yuan stone is absorbed by the cultivator, and the true energy converted may only be 1 point.

The internal force martial artist absorbed it, and the internal force he had to talk to may be 100 points.

However, the effect caused by this 1 point of true energy of the cultivator is more than a hundred times stronger than the effect caused by 100 points of the internal martial artist.

Just like the price comparison between diamonds and silver, the same mineral veins buried underground on the earth also take many, many years to be born, but the quality and price of each other are ten thousand times different.

In Chen Mo's eyes, absorbing Yuan stones for internal martial artists is a completely waste of resources.
Chapter completed!