Chapter 12 Preparing to Bury God Mountain
The exercises are still the same, but the practice this time is much easier than in the previous life.
At first, Mo Xuan thought it was because he was retaking it and because he was so proficient, it was easier than before.
Later, he thought it was easier because his body was better qualified in this area.
Later, he felt that maybe this world was more suitable for practicing this technique.
And later...
He could no longer guess the reason, because he was almost stunned by the speed of cultivation.
This time, he actually mastered the upper thirty-six posture exercises in less than a month.
You must know that in his previous life, he practiced for five years before he reached the upper level.
Just after completing the thirty-sixth pose, the familiar huge squeezing force came, followed by the pain of scraping the marrow, and a feeling like an electric current hitting the cells of the bones and exploding them.
Feeling this feeling again, Mo Xuan still couldn't adapt. Damn it, it hurt too much!
What was a little better than his previous life was that this time he was not so painful that he lost consciousness, but this was not something to be thankful for. Being sober was even more uncomfortable.
He clearly felt the strange itch of rapid muscle and bone growth, which made him want to yell, but he tried his best to hold it back. He felt that he was a queen after all, so he couldn't be so immature.
Facts have proved that a person who has been a queen is unusual. Although his mouth was bitten, he did hold back.
A moment later, he woke up and heard the sound of his clothes being torn apart.
He wondered if he had something to do with his clothes. The new clothes he just bought were scrapped within a month.
Finally, the pain disappeared, the itching disappeared, and the strength once again enriched the whole body.
After completing the giant transformation, Mo Xuan punched out, and with a "boom" sound, there was a sonic boom.
"Hahaha... I'm finally no longer a weakling." Mo Xuan felt that she was full of power at this moment and could blow up a mountain with one punch. Of course, this was an illusion.
But it also proved that he once again embarked on the road to becoming a strong man.
After doing a set of punches to vent the swelling power in his body, Mo Xuan finally calmed down his excitement.
He looked down at the torn clothes, shook his head, and lamented that his clothes were too useless.
Look again, Huh? Something’s wrong, the height is not right!
In his previous life, he practiced the upper body training technique, and his height reached about three meters after giant growth, but this time he seems to be only about two and a half meters tall.
What's going on? Could it be that this practice is too fast and the foundation is not strong enough to achieve good results?
It shouldn't be. This time he retrained, his movements were more proficient and his understanding of the techniques was more thorough. He felt that he actually had a better foundation than in his previous life.
Mo Xuan didn't think he was wrong. After all, he was not a rookie. He had practiced this technique for more than a hundred years in his previous life, so he still had some confidence.
If this is not the reason, then what is going on?
"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."
Before Mo Xuan could figure it out, he was interrupted by his stomach growling.
I'm so hungry now.
Forget it, if you don’t understand it, stop thinking about it. Let’s calm down your roaring stomach first.
After undoing the giant transformation, he took a quick shower, threw away his tattered clothes, and put on the white Confucian robe he bought last time. Mo Xuan, who instantly became elegant and handsome, was ready to go out for a big meal.
Unexpectedly, he met Yan Jiu as soon as he went out: "Huh? Why are you here?"
Yan Jiu saw Mo Xuan dressed in this outfit and immediately asked, "Brother, are you ready to go out?"
"Getting ready to go out to eat."
"I'm here to talk to my brother about something."
"Let's go together then. We can talk while we eat."
"good!"
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The two came to the only big restaurant in town, "Haoke Lai", and asked for a private room. Mo Xuan ordered a table of delicious dishes in one go, and rewarded the waiter with a handful of spiritual coins, asking him to serve the food quickly.
The waiter at Xide shop walked out with a smile on his face.
Yan Jiu was stunned: "Brother, this is too much. Just the two of us can't eat that much."
Mo Xuan waved his hand: "It's okay, brother is not short of money!"
No, brother, you are digressing. This is not a question of whether there is enough money, but it is too much to eat and waste!
Although Yan Jiu complained in his heart, it seemed that Mo Xuan didn't care much and didn't say much. He thought he wouldn't be able to finish the meal later, so he would probably pack it up and take it away.
"Brother, I'm going to Bury the God Mountain tomorrow!"
"Ah? So fast!"
"Well, I have been preparing for a month. I must succeed this time, otherwise, I may not have a chance. Even taking a Jiaolin carriage from here to Xianyuan City will take more than half a month. I can't make any money this time.
Once you have enough spiritual crystals, you won’t have time to prepare again.”
The Jiaolin Horse is a first-level low-grade demon horse. It can travel two thousand miles a day when it reaches adulthood. It has a docile personality and is a relatively common traffic horse in this world.
Yan Jiu said with red eyes: "Brother, I really don't want to be an ordinary person all my life, marrying a wife and having children, and living in fear every day. If I didn't have spiritual roots and this opportunity, I might really accept my fate, but
Now the opportunity has been presented to me. If I fail to seize it, I may regret it for the rest of my life and live in unwillingness for the rest of my life."
"You can go if you want. It's not a big deal. Hasn't it been decided a long time ago?"
Yan Jiu originally thought that Mo Xuan would persuade him, but unexpectedly he agreed directly. His nonchalant tone was as if he was not going to the dangerous Buried God Mountain, but going for a picnic.
"Brother, Burial God Mountain is very dangerous. I am an ordinary person, so you are not afraid that I will never come back. You have lost such a loyal and reliable little brother like me!"
"Oh, you're right!" Mo Xuan touched his chin and agreed.
Yan Jiu nodded quickly and looked at Mo Xuan expectantly, his eyes clearly showing: Yes, yes, brother, please persuade me and let me feel that you still care about me.
Mo Xuan understood Yan Jiu's eyes, but it was impossible to persuade him, but he still had to be more tolerant towards his only younger brother:
"So I decided to go with you."
Yan Jiu was surprised: "What? Brother, are you going too?"
"Yes, I'm not afraid that you will never come back. If my little brother is gone, who will I ask for compensation for saving my life? No matter how you look at it, it will be a loss, so I feel more relieved to go and see it in person. You said it is
Bar!"
Although what Mo Xuan said was unpleasant, Yan Jiu was still very moved:
"Brother, you are so kind to me. I know you are hard-spoken and soft-hearted."
Mo Xuan: No, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!
"I know that you are worried about my safety, so you want to go with me. Brother, don't worry. Since my brother is so indifferent to me, I, Yan Jiu, am not an ungrateful person. Once I am your little brother, I will be my brother for life.
Even if I have that kind of destiny in the future and can successfully open my soul and become that high-ranking immortal cultivator, we will still be good brothers and will never betray each other in our lives."
Mo Xuan: No, I don't, don't need, don't want a second-rate brother, the kind that lasts my whole life.
Looking at Yan Jiu who was moved by his impassioned words, Mo Xuan did not say any words of rejection in the end.
Chapter completed!