"Tian Fang, Mo'er, you all sit down, I have something to say!"
Mr. Jun walked to the high hall and sat down. Jun Tianfang and Jun Mo Yiyan sat down.
"Mo'er, there are no outsiders here. Tell grandpa and your father that you didn't come home last night. How did you get this weird mental energy today?"
Jun Tianfang asked extremely seriously. It was good that his grandson's strength had improved, but the improvement was so fast and so unbelievable that Mr. Jun had to ask clearly.
"Grandpa, Dad, my child was out playing with Ximenxiao and the others yesterday. Unexpectedly, an old man with a white beard suddenly jumped out and wanted to accept my child as his apprentice. Of course, my child was unwilling and quickly refused. However, when he waved his hand, my child felt that the world was spinning.
, he just fainted, and when he woke up, the child strangely arrived at Tiannan Kingdom. As a result, the child hurriedly ran back through the teleportation array, but was attacked by Fang Qingxue in the street. If it weren't for the help of a little brother he met along the way, Mo'er would have been killed.
This girl Fang Qingxue was killed..."
Jun Mo described exhaustively the rain of arrows from the sky and the power of an arrow coming from the south, and then said:
"At that time, the child's heart was beating violently, his body was running hot, and he thought he was going to die. Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and he found that he and the little brother had gotten into Nangong Jun's car in a daze, so the child came back in the car."
"I think the breakthrough probably happened when the body was getting hot!"
"Old man with white beard? Mo'er, are you sure?" Mr. Jun heard it very clearly.
"Yes, Grandpa, I'm sure that when he appeared in front of me in such a flash, I was definitely shocked!" Jun Mo described it vividly.
"Flash? Appear in front of you? Hahahaha, good! Good! Good!"
Mr. Jun suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, saying three good words in a row. He patted Jun Mo on the shoulder and said:
"Mo'er, you have been spoiled by your grandfather since you were a child. You are naughty by nature and don't want to practice. You didn't expect to be favored by such a mysterious master. This is the joy of my Jun family! The joy of your Jun family!
"
"But Grandpa, Dad, Mo'er had already rejected that senior at that time!" Jun Mo pretended to be shocked, with a bitter look on his face.
"Hahahaha! Silly boy, although you rejected that senior, it doesn't mean that senior has given up on you!"
Mr. Jun smiled and said: "Otherwise, how could your mental strength be continuously improved? According to you, an ordinary person whose mental strength is worth less than ten kilograms in one day can be promoted to four stars in a row and become a four-star control disciple. Even your grandfather and I have never heard of it.
, if this spreads out, wouldn’t it scare people to death!”
"Dad, are you a senior expert at that level?" Jun Tian looked aside and his eyes were shining.
"Don't make any assumptions!"
Mr. Jun's face condensed and he said: "Mo'er has great blessings. This is his opportunity. You and I just need to do our duty and not interfere with Mo'er or that senior!"
"Yes, Dad!"
Jun Tianfang's face was also very solemn, and he obviously believed in the existence of the mysterious teacher that Jun Mo casually fabricated.
"Grandpa, dad, Mo'er has now become a four-star control disciple. This slave soldier and the corresponding slave weapon skills have never been practiced before!"
Jun Mo easily passed the level of mental strength surge, and then asked for slave soldiers and slave soldiers' skills.
"Slave soldiers and slave weapons?"
Mr. Jun hesitated for a moment and then laughed: "Unexpectedly, grandpa has ignored such a trivial matter. Let's choose now. Your father is the head of the family and he has a lot!"
"How many of them are there?"
Jun Mo was confused and obviously didn't react.
"You brat, now you know your doubts!"
Jun Tianfang laughed and said: "With a mental strength of over 100 kilograms, becoming a one-star control disciple, the heart knot is solid, and it can store things. At the beginning, the low-level one- and two-star control disciples have very little space inside the heart knot, and they can only store their own slaves."
Soldier, as your strength increases, Heart Knot's storage space will expand accordingly, and you will naturally be able to store more things. Dad, I am a control general, and Heart Knot's space is almost as big as a room, so I will naturally carry a lot of things with me."
"Then why do Chen Laoliu and the others still wear these weapons and walk around all day?" Jun Mo couldn't figure it out.
"fool!"
Mr. Jun on the side also laughed angrily at Jun Mo: "They are guards and they wear weapons. They are just showing off to others. Think back to when you saw them actually taking action, they used the weapons they were wearing."
That knife?"
"No wonder, little girl Fang Qingxue can use iron arrows all over the sky. She has been building them and stored them in the heart knot space!" Jun Mo suddenly realized.
"A sky full of iron arrows?"
Jun Tianfang smiled and said: "Fang Qingxue is already a control master, and she uses soldiers to control, which is fundamentally different from slave soldiers. What you see is a sky full of iron arrows. In fact, she only has one or two iron arrows on her body.
Just control the arrows!"
"Stop it, stop it!"
Jun Mo wailed: "Dad, I'm just a four-star control disciple now. You'd better give me some top-quality slave soldiers and matching slave weapon skills to make me happy! I'll let you control the soldiers first!"
"You kid! They are all top-notch slave soldiers. Choose one yourself!"
Jun Tianfang shook his head, and with a casual movement of his hand, dozens of streams of light were wrapped in a faint mental force, pouring out from his palm, stopping in mid-air, shining brightly.
"They are all top-notch slave soldiers!"
Jun Mo was dazzled by the stream of light in mid-air, and he jumped wildly with dissatisfaction.
"Shield! Seven shuttles and one line, piercing the sky!"
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As Jun Mo's hands and fingers kept moving, seven shining silver spears flew up and down within a ten-foot radius centered on him, sometimes traveling in a straight line, sometimes scattering, and sometimes forming a shield-lance offensive and defensive momentum.
Constantly changing.
Star Silver Shuttle, the best slave soldier, a set of seven palm-sized diamond-shaped spear darts, which can be used for offense and defense. It is the first set of slave soldiers that Mr. Jun and Jun Tianfang personally selected for Jun Mo. There are matching top-quality slave soldiers.
technique.
For three days in a row, Jun Mo was immersed in the practice of the Star Silver Shuttle. Under the control of his mind, the Star Silver Shuttle was flying through the air, splitting or joining together. No matter from which angle, it followed an almost perfect path.
The trajectory, shuttling back and forth, has long since faded away from the initial disharmony, and has become orderly and orderly.
"Ding dong!"
A familiar prompt sound suddenly came from the sea of consciousness.
Xue Mo's hands trembled, and two of the Star Silver Shuttles that were flying through the air at extremely fast speeds lost control. One hit the door lintel with a roar, and the other made two "Puff" sounds, cutting off two sides of the wooden table.
Legs, there was a crash, the wooden table fell apart and fell to the ground, and the teapot and teacup on the table fell to pieces with a clang.
"This notification sound is really annoying!"
Jun Mo shook his head speechlessly, and with a casual move, the Star Silver Shuttle immediately sank into his palm and was stored in the knot of his heart.
"Congratulations, through practicing the slave weaponry, your mental strength has now reached 501 pounds. You have become a five-star control disciple. In view of the first time to actively improve your strength, the intermediate trainee flower protector mission is now started.
In the first stage, please go to Heitieling, seven hundred miles southwest of Jiang'an, to find the seriously injured Ninth Princess within three days. The countdown starts now, nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds, nine minutes and fifty-eight seconds..."