Buddhist disciples of the prehistoric

Chapter 51 Little Huowu (seeking recommendation and investment)
After looting Bingli's tens of thousands of years of collection, Mo Ke left this sea area, found an uninhabited island, opened a simple cave, and refined water clouds and white jade Ruyi in it.

Mo Ke spent several months refining a piece of Acquired Spiritual Treasure. He could use it, but he couldn't do what he wanted.

But Mo Ke left at this moment, he was going to get familiar with Shuiyun Ruyi on the way, and refine it thoroughly by the way.

And Mo Ke's next route, he has already planned, travel northward across most of the East China Sea, and then return westward to Mount Sumeru.

Mo Ke chose this route after considering many factors. First, he would pass through Tanggu, because Huangmu said that he would get the Golden Crow feather and a piece of hibiscus wood, and he was going to try his luck.

Leaving Tanggu, and then flying west towards the prehistoric land, you will also pass the largest mountain in the prehistoric, Zhoushan, the giant pillar supporting the sky transformed by the great god Pan Gu.

Because Zhoushan would be broken in this catastrophe, Mo Ke wanted to take a look at this holy mountain while Zhoushan was intact.

After making up his mind, Mo Ke took Hu Gan and Aoki out of the rosary and asked them to control Xiangyun in turn, while he himself refined Shuiyu Ruyi on Xiangyun.

In addition to refining Lingbao, Mo Ke is practicing every day, either evolving and perfecting his combat skills in the sea of ​​consciousness, or recalling the way of saints taught by his teacher and uncle.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and a nine-story platform begins with soil!
Even though he made little progress every day, Mo Ke did not feel discouraged.

Sometimes when he was tired from practicing, Mo Ke would take out the xylophone given to him by Prince Changqin, and fiddled with the strings clumsily and carefully.

The sound of the piano at the beginning was naturally unbearable to the ears. In order not to torture Hu Gan and the two, Mo Ke specially imposed a restraint so that only he could hear it.

If you want to make progress in your piano skills, you have to listen to it yourself and find out the problems.

It's a pity that Mo Ke really doesn't seem to have the talent in this area. After practicing for several months, the sound of the piano he played can only barely reach his ears.

However, Mo Ke just wanted to play the qin to relax his mind. He didn't want to use the qin to enter Taoism like the prince Changqin, so he didn't care much about whether the qin sound was pleasant or not.

Because Hugan and Aoki's cultivation base is not high, so they are naturally not fast in manipulating Xiangyun, they fly slowly, and it took more than a month to fly a million miles.

Mo Ke didn't say anything about this, and let them drive Xiangyun so leisurely.

And this month, if Mo Ke has made any progress, it is that his piano sound is much better, and his breath has become more stable.

Mo Ke is like a mountain climber, his speed is neither too fast nor too slow, but he takes one step at a time and walks extremely steadily.

"Let me tell you about the Western Avenue." Mo Ke suddenly had an idea, and then he couldn't hold it back, and said to Hu Gan with a smile.

Hu Gan and the others were naturally very happy, but they were stunned when they saw Mo Ke's next move.

I saw Mo Ke playing the piano with both hands, hooking the strings with his ten fingers, and at the same time talking about the way of the West.

At the beginning, the sound of the zither and the sound of the Tao were clearly separated and seemed very harsh and noisy, but with Mo Ke's revision and correction, the two began to merge and became very compatible.

Mo Ke was multi-tasking, observing if there was anything special about this way of preaching.

But apart from the rhyme that accompanies the sermon becomes more intense, there is nothing special about it.

However, it is good to be able to preach to Hu Gan and speed up their cultivation while relaxing.

Only in this way, the flying speed of Mo Ke and his party became even slower.

"Gee-chi-"

On the calm sea, a bird's scream suddenly sounded, the voice was very shrill, full of unwillingness and regret.

Mo Ke followed the sound, but it turned out to be a fire crow whose wings had been broken off, floating on the sea, drifting with the current, its breath getting weaker and weaker.

If it continues like this, it should die in this vast sea, and then be swallowed by some kind of sea beast on the bottom of the sea.

This is a fire crow that may contain the blood of the three-legged Golden Crow. Judging from its feathers, it should be born not long ago.

But for some reason, he was trampled into such a state, intentionally torturing this little firebird, but not killing it happily, ending its life.

"Ugh."

Mo Ke sighed, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the little huowu from the sea to above the auspicious clouds, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and first stopped the bleeding of the little huowu.

He also found a fire-attribute elixir from the rosary, tore off a few leaves, extracted the essence, and fed it to the little firebird to hang its life.

"boom--"

A wave of water rose into the sky, and out of it walked out an ugly dragon with pimples all over his face.

Angrily questioning Mo Ke: "You are a foreign fairy, dare to disturb the interest of the hall!?"

The descendants of the dragon and toad clans have less than [-]% dragon blood in their bodies, and even his current celestial realm is vain, and it doesn't look like they came from serious cultivation.

Mo Ke glanced at Long Zi indifferently, and said expressionlessly: "You go, I saved this Huowu."

In the sea area, Mo Ke is willing to give this dragon son a chance. After all, this is the territory of the dragon clan, and he doesn't want to offend the dragon clan too much.

After hearing Mo Ke's words, Long Zi laughed wildly and said, "How dare a foreign immortal dare to be so arrogant in the sea area? I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

Mo Ke's expression was indifferent, since he didn't cherish the opportunity given to him, it's no wonder he didn't.

Thinking about it, it is impossible for the Dragon Clan to trouble him, a disciple of a saint, for the sake of a celestial being and a half-breed dragon son.

With a flash of Mo Ke's figure, he went straight to Longzi, Shuiyu Ruyi appeared with his right hand, and Yuhua with his left hand was ready to make up the attack, ensuring that he would be killed with one blow.

But just when Mo Ke was about to get close to the dragon, his figure suddenly stopped and he retreated backwards.

Not far from where Mo Ke originally stopped, an attack that smashed the space just landed.

Mo Ke looked, but there was a strong man holding a giant hammer beside Long Zi, who was obviously a golden fairy.

"laugh!"

Mo Ke sneered and said sarcastically, "Since when did the Dragon Clan pay so much attention to a bastard with impure blood?"

"you wanna die!"

That dragon son hated people saying his blood was impure most in his life, he was already disturbed by Mo Ke, but now he was even more furious, wishing to tear Mo Ke to pieces right away.

"Hurry up and beat him to death, I must let him live and not die!" the dragon son roared.

Mo Ke looked indifferently at the strong man who suddenly appeared, and flung out the Shuiyu Ruyi in his left hand. At the same time, he shook his body and attacked the strong man with jade-like hands.

"boom--"

The strong man's face changed suddenly. He didn't expect that this Human Race Golden Immortal would have such great strength. He didn't notice it for a while, but was thrown flying by Ruyi.

At this time, Mo Ke's figure also appeared around him, his palms were like afterimages, continuously attacking the strong man.

"Drink!"

The brawny man braced against Mo Ke's attack, held the hammer in both hands, and swept it in front of him, trying to force Mo Ke back and buy himself a chance to breathe.

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