Chapter 11 Purple Fire
When Chen Mo woke up from his coma, a shallow Chen Yang just hit Chen Mo's face through the window.
I slowly opened my eyes and wriggled my fingers. The imagined severe pain did not come as expected, but instead a sense of full power flowed through my body.
The comfortable and full feeling made him unable to help but put on a shaped shape and stretched his long and lazy waist, but as the bedding fell off his body and the faint fragrance still remained on it.
Chen Mo seemed to have a shock, sat up suddenly, and then slapped his forehead.
“What the hell happened last night?”
After remembering the awakening, he remembered that two bottles of companion amethyst source were not enough to awaken a particle, so he drank another bottle, and then three bottles were too many.
The third bottle was only half refined, and half of the energy was raging in the body. Because the fighting energy in the body was completely exhausted, the body could not bear it and fell into a coma.
I don't know what happened after that.
But his subconscious mind was telling him that what happened later was enough to make him feel endlessly.
"Is it her?" A graceful and elegant figure suddenly appeared in Chen Mo's mind.
"Oh, the system does not have a video function. If there is one, I will definitely know what happened last night if I play it back." A lonely and dull feeling slowly climbed up Chen Mo's face.
"No matter what, go find a place to experience my current strength first."
at the same time.
"Sect Master, don't say anything more. The first five are the biggest concessions of the Presbyterian Church. Besides, the Sect Master also agreed yesterday afternoon." Yun Ling looked at Yun Yun, who convened the Presbyterian Church again above the steps and said.
Several white-robed elders beside Yun Ling nodded in agreement.
"Great Elder, you have to understand one thing. I am not discussing with you anymore, but just notifying you." Yun Yun said firmly.
"Sect Master, you must not act alone. The old sect master has left behind. The Presbyterian Church has the right to decide on all major matters related to Yunlan Sect."
"What's more,..." Yun Len suddenly said coldly: "Didn't the sect leader say that Chen Mo was only sixteen years old and had reached the one-star battleship?"
"Since that's the case, such a high talent is not weaker than the young master. Why should the master worry about it? Is it true that what he said is not false?"
"Of course it's true. But at present, Yanran has reached the Seven-Star Fighter, and there are many of the younger generation of inner disciples with four and five stars. After all, Chen Mo just came, he was going to compete with the younger generation of inner disciples for the top five. Isn't it too much to think about it?"
"What does the sect leader mean?"
“Exterior door…”
"No, Sect Master, you must understand that this time the decision is your personal disciple. Once he becomes, he will become the leader of Yunlan Sect. In the future, he will have the right to compete for the position of this Sect Master."
This was the first time Yun Ling felt the tough attitude of the sect leader, and was also surprised, where did Chen Mo come from?
The other elders were also admonishing them with great sincerity.
However, after last night's incident, Yun Yun had made up her mind that this meeting would definitely break down this matter.
...
The back mountain of Yunlan Sect.
In fantasy novels, no matter what family or sect it is, even if it is a top holy place, there must be a back mountain in it.
Yunlan Sect is no exception.
Chen Mo asked the maid who served Yun Yun where there was a quiet place to practice, and the maid told him the place and the approximate route.
Everything went smoothly, and there were no plots like the wrong path in other novels, and some people came out to pretend to be slap in the face.
In addition to the frequent attention of the female disciples who were attracted by their handsomeness, Chen Mo successfully arrived at the back mountain.
The so-called back mountain is actually the side peak of Yunlan Mountain. There are many side peaks here, connected to Yunlan Mountain, so it is collectively called the back mountain.
On a mountain with unknown name.
Here is clouds and mist, quiet and peaceful, with a hint of fairyland.
Chen Mo stood on a huge rock and started practicing.
"Use energy to attract the spirit..."
Using the strong fighting spirit in his body, Chen Mo silently recited the formulas of the exercises and practiced them one by one. His body turned into a shadow and appeared in all directions. The cyclone in his body was activated faster and faster.
"The Spear of the God of the Underworld."
Chen Mo poked out his right hand and a spear about one meter long and condensed by the power of the God of the Underworld appeared in front of him.
He could clearly see the change of the spear. It was no longer the semi-illusion of the past, but the transformation towards reality.
The most important thing is that the spear tip is shining with the raser, surrounded by a faint purple fire.
"I guess this is the purple fire of the Amethyst Winged Lion King. In this way, there should be a fire seed in my body."
With his eyes staring at the purple fire, Chen Mo's heart moved suddenly, he held his left hand slightly, then suddenly thought of it and whispered: "Come out."
As Chen Mo finished speaking, a tiny purple flame slowly emerged from his palms.
"So beautiful, let's try the power now."
The flame in the left hand threw the spear in the right hand.
With a bang, the spear was covered by purple flames. His hands danced, and a spear was swung out. In conjunction with the explosion of the power of the two giant elephants in his body, an air stream instantly gathered on the spear, and the air stream vaguely turned into the shadow of a giant elephant.
"Hum!"
As the giant elephant shouted, a spear slashed on the huge rock not far away. There was a bang, and the huge rock exploded instantly and stone chips flew.
The position where the spear tip is even turned directly into powder.
The wind whistled past, and the leaves around it rustled.
Even the insects that were chirping one after another around him seemed to feel the threat of death when Chen Mo's body woke up from the aura of the Divine Elephant Prison Controller.
“It’s not bad, but not enough.”
Chen Mo looked around him and frowned slightly. Although he had the meaning of a divine elephant to suppress the prison, he was far from reaching the power of the prison described in the martial arts.
It's still a little bit short of meaning.
"Come again!"
"Bang!"
"No, come again!"
"Bang!"
"It's not OK, come again!"
"Come again!"
“…”
I don’t know how long I practiced, but Chen Mo only knew that the fighting energy in his body had been consumed and the sun was gone, so he collapsed in exhaustion.
"Why are you always a little bit worse? Do you really have to be struck by lightning?"
"No, I'm not that cheap."
"Why go back and ask Sister Yun Yun when it will thunder."
"Yes, just ask casually."
...
Inside the palace.
"rain?"
"Yes, it would be better if it could be windy and lightning."
"What do you want to do?"
"What don't you want to do? Just ask casually."
"real?"
"certainly."
“It won’t rain lately.”
"No way!" Chen Mo's expression changed. What should I do?
Yun Yun didn't pay much attention to Chen Mo's expression, but instead said excitedly: "Tell you a good news."
"What?"
"This time, you only need to get the top ten among the younger generation of inner disciples."
Chapter completed!