Chapter 83 Departure "This is why those seven families can rule the Overlooking Netherland, because they master high-level ancient scriptures. Those of them who practice high-level ancient scriptures, their cultivation level increases, but their strength increases.
It’s not the strength of a dragon horse.”
"I see!"
"This does not include combat skills. Each combat skill has different powers. The levels of combat skills are different, and the power exerted is also different. Some pure power-based combat skills can be ten times stronger than their own strength.
The power. If you are a monk of the Five Ways and have the power of five dragon horses, but your combat skills exert ten times the power, then you can exert the power of fifty dragon horses. The higher the combat skill level, the multiple of
The bigger. But one thing is that high-level combat skills require corresponding vitality. If your cultivation level is low and the ancient scriptures you practice are low, you will not be able to use high-level combat skills. Otherwise, the combat skills will be absorbed.
The vitality will drain your body dry." Since this was the last time he was explaining to Li Mo, Chang Decha explained it in detail, for fear that he would not understand.
"There are also the distribution of various elixirs and various jades. You need to read more books and records to distinguish these."
"Thank you teacher, Shi Qi already understands."
"We know your understanding. Let me explain this clearly to you, lest you delay things on such trivial matters."
"Seventeenth Lang, after all, we haven't taught you anything. You still need to struggle for everything. I hope you won't waste your talents and the hard work of the few of us." Changde's inscription is as loud as a bell, sonorous and powerful.
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"Teacher's words, Shi Qi will remember them carefully. The teacher's teachings will be unforgettable for Shi Qi's life. If asked, he will go through fire and water."
"Stop flirting with us here. Get out of here and get ready. Don't embarrass our brothers when we get to Zigui Mountain." Chang Deli said loudly.
"Yes, Shi Qi is leaving now. Teachers, take care." After bowing to each teacher, Li Mo turned around and went out.
There were only six teachers left in the room. Chang Deli's eyes were a little red and he said decisively: "Brother, I quite like this kid."
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The sky was covered with dark clouds, layers of dark clouds covered the sky, and the sun had long disappeared.
Today is the day when the Li family in Beicheng went to Zigui Mountain. Early in the morning, they heard the sound of carriages and horses being loaded.
Li Mo took Twenty-Three to the door of the Li family's mansion and saw a long motorcade with more than 200 vehicles, covered with large cloths and filled with things Li Mo didn't know about.
There are several horses beside the convoy, and they are held and cared for by horse slaves. These horses are extremely strong, with strong bodies and wide hoofs, which all prove that they are good horses.
Around the horses, some people stood.
These people stood together in small groups, laughing to each other, and there were also women's laughter.
The clan leader and the head of the law enforcement hall are organizing manpower and moving goods, goods that are tribute to Zigui Mountain.
Li Mo walked to the front of the horse group and saw a thin black horse standing here, standing out from the crowd, so he asked the horse slave: "Why is it so thin while the other horses are so strong?"
The horse slave was still combing his horse's hair with his head down. When he heard the question, he raised his head and saw Li Mo. Although he was the trash 'Beicheng Young Master' in the character's mouth, he was not someone he could provoke. He replied: "Master Qi,
Because this horse is not gregarious, it is bullied by most horses in the horse pen. It often does not eat horse food, so it is thin. However, according to my observation, this horse's foot strength is definitely not inferior to other horses, and
It will be even better.”
"It seems that the horse is still out of the crowd. It should not be a black sheep. This horse will belong to me soon. No one will compete with me for this skinny horse." Li Mo touched the horse's hair.
"Yes, Master."
Li Mo walked a few more steps and saw an acquaintance among a small group of people.
"Sister Xiaotao!" Twenty-three rushed to shout.
Xiaotao also saw these two people at this time, ran over in a hurry, rubbed Twenty-san's head and said: "You have grown taller, you are about to catch up with me."
"Sister Xiaotao, you are teasing me, how could you grow a character so quickly?"
"I'm not kidding you. It looks like you've really grown taller."
Twenty-three was also happy to hear this.
Xiaotao saw Li Mo next to Twenty-Three again and said with a smile: "I've met the young master!"
Li Mo waved his hand and said, "Don't cancel me either."
"No, I really call you Young Master. You are so fierce that you actually got the title of 'Beicheng Young Master', and now you are both monks." Xiao Tao was still happy for Li Mo from the bottom of her heart, because she felt that he was
The concubine has a similar fate to her, and now she has such a high achievement, she is also very happy.
"It's just good luck, it's not necessarily high."
"Good luck is also a kind of strength. The lady said, you are called Immortal Fate outside. If you have good Immortal Fate, you can reach the sky in one step."
"Miss? By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why are you here? Are you going to Zigui Mountain too?"
"I want to go too, with my young lady."
"Miss Twelve?" Li Mo vaguely remembered that Xiao Tao was serving Miss Twelve, who was his direct descendant.
"Yes, you remember, our lady is a good person. She is not like some direct descendants who have their eyes reaching to the sky and look down on concubines."
Li Mo was also happy for her and said: "That is a really good young lady. It is also a blessing for you to be by her side."
"Xiao Tao, who are you talking to?" A silver bell sounded.
Following the words, a person walked by slowly, her silk skirt fluttering like mist, her skin like water, and her appearance like an orchid in an empty valley, fresh and natural.
"Miss, I saw two friends!"
"Oh? Friend, hehe, why don't you introduce it to me?" Miss Twelve's voice was soft and pleasant.
"No need to introduce, I am Shuziyuan Shiqi, this is twenty-three." Li Mo did not say his name.
"Are you Young Master Beicheng, the Young Master Beicheng who has half an inner elixir?" Miss Twelve asked in surprise.
"Ashamed!"
"Giggle, what's there to be ashamed of? I've seen this kind of thing a lot. It's called immortality. Sometimes, your fate comes. If you stumble, you can still pick up the elixir, and you will become an immortal in an instant, and soar to the next level.
A space. There are many such things in books."
Li Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly. This girl took this fairy fate so seriously because she was influenced by the novels about immortals, heroes, and monsters.
"Miss Twelve, are you going to Zigui Mountain too?" Li Mo changed the subject.
"Don't call me miss, just call me Li Ran. Somehow this time, it was my turn to go to Zigui Mountain. It's really good luck." Li Ran chuckled again.
(I don’t recommend it, so I can’t continue writing)