The eight or nine mysterious skill is superior to power.

Chu Mo could feel that according to the exercises, the magic power flowed around the body.

Power, defense, etc. are all increasing.

The sky was getting brighter and I practiced overnight. Chu Mo did not feel uncomfortable, but instead felt a sense of power all over his body.

After breakfast, Chu Mo began to guide Dongfang Yuechu to practice.

Flame is the vein burning technique of the main god.

Now Dongfang Yuechu is already very good at hand, although he can only open one pulse door.

But his strength is even stronger than many second-rate Taoist priests in the world.

In addition to the reasons for his talent and hard work, more aspects should be the bloodline of the Dongfang family, which is naturally suitable for this kind of fire attribute exercise.

In the courtyard.

Dongfang Yuechu carried the stone lock on his back, and there was only one vein gate around it. However, it vibrated frequently, and drops of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Just because there is a palm above the stone lock.

Chu Mo stared at Dongfang Yuechu with a blank expression, and strengthened the strength in his hands as appropriate.

Every time it is just the limit that Dongfang Yuechu can bear.

"Stick to another stick of incense."

Chu Mo said lightly. There is no mercy. Although Dongfang Yuechu is still young, the potential of the Eastern Spirit Clan is more than this.

He wants to develop these potentials in extreme ways.

If Dongfang Yuechu can't do it... it means he doesn't have this value and let him waste his time?

"yes!"

Dongfang Yuechu gritted his teeth and responded. He couldn't be distracted now, and his mind was almost blank.

"Mr. Chu, the third leader, please go to the city wall to talk."

At this moment, a fox demon woman in ancient costume walked in.

After saluting respectfully, he spoke.

"The Third Head? Tu Shan Rongrong?"

Chu Mo narrowed his eyes and nodded. At the same time, he also withdrew his palm.

The force on the back suddenly decreased.

Dongfang Yuechu couldn't adapt at once, and his feet slipped and fell to the ground.

"You are allowed to pay attention for ten minutes and follow me."

After Chu Mo finished speaking, he followed the woman out.

The city walls of Tushan are connected by two peaks, and there is a river that is more than ten meters wide and hundreds of meters deep at the gate.

It can be said that it is relying on natural dangers, not to mention that the reputation of Tushan fox demon has long been far away.

Although it has not reached the point where everyone knows it, most practitioners will still avoid it with tactfulness.

No one is willing to innocence the hard bone of Tushan.

But it's today.

Tu Shanrong looked at the scene in front of her with a serious expression, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She still underestimated the oriental spirit bloodline and its attraction among humans.

On the river in front of you, there are at least dozens of ships of all sizes, and roughly, there will be hundreds of people!

Many tents appeared on the nearby shore, forming temporary camps.

"Sister, what should I do?"

Tu Shanrong's face looked a little ugly, and her eyes were tightly squinted. She also opened her eyes at this moment, revealing her beautiful green eyes.

Behind her were two people.

Naturally, Tushan is like an iceberg, and Tushan Yaya is carrying endless wine pots and putting her hands on her hips.

"Hmph, I just said that the two of them were a big trouble, so I should just drive them out!"

Even Tushan Yaya, who has always been unwitting, can see something strange at this moment.

The group of Taoist practitioners who came to invade Tushan came from major sects and even from the Yiqidao Alliance.

And many casual cultivators.

Although the slogans were shouting loudly, they all claimed to destroy the monsters in Tushan.

But they didn't come early or late. Dongfang Yuechu arrived at Tushan, and they came.

Only fools believe in such a clumsy excuse.

"Yaya, stop making trouble. Tushan has rules for Tushan." Tushan Honghong stopped Tushan Yaya from continuing to throw her temper.

Sweeping past the demon-removing coalition forces ahead, to be honest, it seems to her just a group of mobs.

Even if she really takes action, she will be confident to solve all the problems.

What she really worried about was how many more things like this would happen.

She didn't feel that she was invincible.

“There are quite a few people coming.”

Chu Mo walked up to the city tower, just glanced lightly, raised his lips slightly, and said lightly.

In his opinion, these people are just points.

Dongfang Yuechu is the bait he released. He is Jiang Taigong fishing, and the wishes take the bait!

However, these guys didn't know that they were moths to the flames at all.

"It's a big loss to collect you two thousand taels."

Seeing Chu Mo coming, Tu Shanrong narrowed her eyes again and said as if she was joking.

"How about tuition this time?"

Chu Mo smiled slightly, supported his hands on the city wall, and said leisurely.

"Tui fee?" Tu Shanrongrong was stunned for a moment, not understanding.

"Dongfang Yuechu is the bloodline of the Dongfang family. He has pure yang flame in his body. Although I can teach him spells."

"But it would be a pity if you put pure syritis without it."

Chu Mo explained lightly.

"Are you so confident, can Tushan teach?" Tushan Rongrong smiled slightly and asked curiously.

Chu Mo did not answer, and the real decision was to look at Tu Shan Honghong.

"Yes." Tu Shanhonghong spit out two words, turned around and left.

Although she only saw a few sides, she already had a general understanding of Chu Mo's strength.

"hehe……"

Chu Mo chuckled.

"Hey, why are you laughing? If you shout help later, I can consider saving you!"

Tushan Yaya suddenly became bolder when she saw Tushan Honghong leaving.

Waving his little fist, threatening to Chu Mo.

"hehe……"

The smile on the corner of Chu Mo's mouth became even more powerful. He pressed a big hand on Tushan Yaya's head, and then...

Rub and rub and rub!

"Puchi!" Tu Shan Rongrong couldn't help laughing.

Sister Yaya, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, will always be bullied in front of Chu Mo.

Resist, fail, resist, fail, struggle, fail, and finally beg for mercy.

This is Tushan Yaya's daily life facing Chu Mo.

The last long hair was rubbed into a mess by Chu Mo. Tu Shan Yaya just hugged her head and ran away for more than ten meters, and ran to the other end of the city wall.

But he was still threatening fiercely.

Chu Mo no longer had the mood to make trouble and bully the future leader of the demon alliance.

It can also be considered a revenge on the other party’s prank yesterday.

But now, we have to do the right thing.

The fleet in the distance had already moved, and dozens of large ships were starting together.

He came towards Tushan with great momentum, feeling like he was on the verge of the city.

"Please ask the Lord of Tushan to come forward and talk!"

When the fleet reached a distance of dozens of meters below the city wall, it stopped.

Looking around, you can see monks wearing various costumes.

The one who led the conversation was an old Taoist priest from the Yiqi Dao League, and his yellow Taoist robe was very conspicuous.

Her white hair was tied up with a golden crown, and she was at least in her seventies or eighties, with a sword around her waist.

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!