God-level Punishment System

"Practice first."

As soon as he entered the valley, Mr. Mo's voice came in.

"In order not to attract the attention of interested people, as long as you are in the Ningyun Sect, when you absorb the purple energy of heaven and earth, it is best to be with me."

Chen Sheng nodded in response and sat down on the spot.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi Jue, voluntarily in his body, turned around, Mo Lao glanced at him, and actually sat cross-legged.

When Old Mo entered the cultivation state, it took almost a few breaths, which was less than one-tenth of Chen Sheng's time.

The purple energy between the world and the earth, also under the strong cultivation base of Old Mo, quickly pulled towards this valley.

After Chen Sheng enters the cultivation state, he can clearly feel that when he absorbs the purple energy of the heavens and the earth, it is simpler and easier.

Mr. Mo didn't say much, but what he did was very simple.

After the Hongmeng Purple Qi Jue circulated in Chen Sheng's body, a ray of purple Qi was separated from the horizon and fell into his body.

The entry of this purple aura was like activating the changes that were already taking place in his body. Chen Sheng could clearly sense that there was an inexplicable movement in the seven-hole bronze on his chest.

It's just that now that Mr. Mo is here, it is really inconvenient for him to check, so he has to practice peace of mind, and suppress his strong curiosity.

The time for absorbing purple gas in the early morning is very short.

For people like Chen Sheng who can directly absorb substantive purple gas, adding up the other times within a day, it is impossible to absorb as much purple gas as the early morning.

Therefore, as the purple qi in the horizon gradually dissipated, Chen Sheng directly withdrew from the state of cultivation and stood up.

"Well, you can absorb purple energy very quickly. This way, without affecting your cultivation, you can save a lot of time for you to practice painting." Old Mo did not hide, nodded in satisfaction.

While nodding his head, a brush also appeared in his hand and handed it to Chen Sheng.

"This is a magical tool-level spirit pen. It is enough to train you. When you become stronger, you can find a stronger spirit pen by yourself. For the painter, the spirit pen is more than the weapon of the practitioner. Be important, remember to keep it safe."

This is the benefit of having a master. Getting started early will save you a lot of trouble.

After receiving the spirit pen, Chen Sheng said a little excitedly, "Master Mo, can I now learn to draw a body chart?"

Chen Sheng remembered that the physical strength chart that Lao Mo drew at the beginning can greatly increase the strength of the cultivator.

If he can learn, then he will definitely be more relaxed in the battle.

"When you wait, you can control this spirit pen, just like you control a broomstick, let's talk about it." Mr. Mo glanced at Chen Sheng and shook his head, "I know you are in a hurry, but there are some things, the more anxious you are. The easier it is to make mistakes."

"You must always keep in mind that the things that make you anxious will be turned into your motivation instead of simply making you irritable and becoming your resistance."

Chen Sheng shook his body, bowed, and said, "The disciple will follow the instructions of Master Mo."

Lao Mo's words were very brief, but what he said to Chen Sheng with an old man with such a cultivation level must be from the bottom of his heart and from the experience of a lifetime.

Chen Sheng, how can he not be used or taught?

"There is a mountain spring over there. Try to dip this spirit pen in water. When you wait, you can retract it freely, and control the amount of water absorbed by the spirit pen each time, which part is wet and which part is left blank every time it absorbs water. The time when you can learn the body chart."

Old Mo turned around, "Except for I will come here early in the morning, you can live here. Remember to clean the steps. There is no rule in the clan, so you must live in your own yard."

"By the way, I have been telling you about the principle of sharpening a knife and cutting wood by mistake, so I don't need to repeat it with you, right?"

After Mr. Mo finished speaking, he immediately disappeared into the valley, leaving this secluded place to Chen Sheng.

This is exactly what Chen Sheng wants, a quiet practice by himself.

After confirming that Mo Lao had left, Chen Sheng entered the hut by the spring and tore away the clothes on his chest.

Before fighting with Tang Que yesterday, he noticed the abnormal movement of the seven-hole bronze.

To be precise, the seven-hole bronze started to move when he was completely attracted by Yao Luo's eyes, and when he became attached to Yao Luo.

After a bunch of things came down, he had not had time to check the situation of the seven-hole bronze.

If the seven-hole bronze hadn't changed again just now, he almost forgot about it.

The clothes were torn apart, and under Chen Sheng's gaze, the seven-hole bronze gradually emerged from his body like a spirit.

It's just that the appearance this time didn't tear away the flesh and blood in his chest, or even the slightest pain or touch.

The seven-hole bronze seemed to be illusory, moving in and out of his body.

"Isn't this the ability of the spirit weapon?" Chen Sheng frowned and said to himself.

The tools used by practitioners in the refining realm are magic tools.

The tools used by the cultivators of the gods are magic weapons.

And the tool used by the major repairer of the **** bridge realm is a spiritual tool.

Chen Sheng also asked Tang Cheng accidentally, and he only knew the general idea.

However, after being refined by the cultivator, the spirit tool can be hidden in the cultivator's flesh and blood, within the dantian, which he clearly knows.

"Could it be that the seven-hole bronze is still a failure?" Chen Sheng said a little excited.

At this moment, after the seven-hole bronze was out of his flesh and blood, the seven small holes lit up one by one.

Seven small holes in the center of his chest left seven marks of different shapes.

Some messages from the seven-hole bronze rushed into Chen Sheng's mind through one of these seven marks.

As if some foreign body had been stuffed into his brain forcibly, Chen Sheng only felt a soreness and pain in his head, groggy, like a bad cold.

After shaking his head, he realized that there was a lot more in his mind, which did not belong to his memory.

It's like a part of the memory of others.

And when he touched this part of the memory, these memories, like a scroll, spread out and unfolded in front of him.

In the upper part of the scroll, some simple information about seven-hole bronze is recorded.

In the lower half of the picture scroll, there are three very conspicuous characters.

Just when the scroll was unfolded on these three characters, a burst of unrestrained and unrestrained rushing towards the face had already exploded and went straight to the Xiao Han.

These three characters are ---Zhanxian Method.

The picture scroll continued to spread. After the method of slashing the immortals, it was eloquently engraved with thousands of words, and the words and words were pearls, which contained infinite mystery.

"If Hongmeng Ziqi Jue is a ground-level exercise, then what level of exercise should this slaying immortal method be?"

After reading all the memories, Chen Sheng's eyes were deeply shocked.

The feeling that the Hongmeng Purple Qi Jue gave him was not in the same order of magnitude as the Seven-hole Bronze Slashing Immortal Technique.