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Don¡¯t give up on practicing!
Without the green butterfly, without the girl, without the mobile phone, without the novel, what else is there to be happy about in life?
Cultivators, practice hard!
"Cultivating people, cultivating souls, cultivating people is the best!"
We want to practice quietly and then surprise everyone!
You must have faith in your heart. There is no such thing as talent, only brave cultivators!
Is it nutritious to eat Bigu Dan every day? It¡¯s okay, we are hard-core cultivators!
By others, you are the second generation of immortals, by you, you are from the island country, by your back you are from the Bay, and by my tender mother you are from the Central Plains.
Only by relying on yourself can you be a glorious cultivator!
Tired? Just feel tired, comfort is reserved for the bosses!
Cold? Cold is fine, warmth is reserved for those who can fly with a sword and wear a shield!
Raise your fist and punch the air hard to fuck the world.
We don¡¯t fight for our father, mother, spirit stone, or magic weapon. We cultivators only fight for our best.
Rise up, cultivators, as long as we rise up, the sun of tomorrow will no longer exist. The dazzling light shining from the east is the appearance of our efforts as cultivators!
Mo Qi closed his eyes with a serious face and practiced silently and diligently.
Lin Daoyuan and Xuan Daozi both looked at Mo Qi strangely, what's going on? Why do they suddenly feel so energetic?
Time passes slowly.
It¡¯s already afternoon in the blink of an eye, and the second round of competition has begun.
The Nascent Soul Realm old man still hadn¡¯t arrived, but Mo Qi was keenly aware that the Golden Core young man glanced at him.
Mo Qi¡¯s heart sank.
"Master, the Jindan young man looked at me just now, and I felt a little strange and uneasy." Mo Qi whispered to Xuan Daozi.
When Xuan Daozi heard Mo Qi's words, he frowned slightly.
"Are you sure?" Xuan Daozi asked.
Mo Qi nodded affirmatively.
Although that glance was relatively hidden, Mo Qi had figured out the pattern. The old man in the Nascent Soul realm would also look at him when assigning battle lists.
At that time, this Jindan young man was quite normal.
But today, there is something abnormal about this Jindan young man.
Mo Qi glanced at the list of names lurking in the sky.
Mo Qi plays against Zheng Daoguang.
Zheng Daoguang?
Mo Qi raised his eyebrows, the light of righteousness
Because he had never watched the game before, he didn¡¯t know who was Zheng Daoguang, but Xuan Daozi pointed it out to Mo Qi.
"The man in gray clothes is Zheng Daoguang. He is in the fourth realm of Qi training and is good at close combat." Xuan Daozi said.
Close combat is Mo Qi¡¯s strength, so this time the opponent doesn¡¯t seem to have anything wrong with him.
But Mo Qi was particularly vigilant.
While they were observing Zheng Daoguang, Zheng Daoguang also looked at Mo Qi and showed a kind smile to Mo Qi.
Mo Qi also smiled.
very common!
I can¡¯t tell what¡¯s going on.
Could it be that you are overthinking it?
Mo Qi pondered for a moment, and did not rule out such a possibility, but he still remained fully vigilant. After all, he had been a bandit for several years, and there were still many ferocious bandits in the Great Wilderness Mountains.
Mo Qi was able to take them all down not only by Bajiquan, but also by being vigilant enough.
The games passed one by one.
It was Mo Qi¡¯s game time again, and Xuan Daozi also became wary because of Mo Qi¡¯s words before.
He is ready to take action at any time.
Zheng Daoguang came to the ring with a smile, and the two sides stood opposite each other.
"Don't give up, fellow Taoist. I know you are very strong, but I still want to compete with you. Please show mercy when the time comes."
Before the fight, Zheng Daoguang had already released his goodwill.
Mo Qi nodded, and he had already put on the gloves.
"please!"
"please!"
Many people below have their eyes set on Mo Qi, and every young man is full of expectations.
After so many games, they will?Take action.
He is forcing them to give away their treasures obediently.
But don¡¯t throw away the treasure. How to offer it?
Mo Qi's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, but at this time, he took the initiative to ask: "Master, is it still the coffin man's method?"
He already knows that his enemy is the coffin.
Xuan Daozi nodded slowly, his expression a little heavy.
"Can't we kill him directly?" Mo Qi asked.
Xuan Daozi sighed, a white pill appeared in his hand, and he took it for Mo Qi.
"You can't kill directly."
Of course, the main thing is that they can¡¯t be killed.
"That means you can kill him indirectly?" Mo Qi said with a cold expression.
Xuan Daozi glanced at Mo Qi.
"Don't think about this matter. Since you have secured your spot in the branch, you don't need to participate in the next competition." Xuan Daozi said directly.
Mo Qi took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
The Myosheng Dan exuded its effect in his body, coupled with the healing technique, it also exerted force to restore his injuries.
The other party almost sent someone to kill me, why can¡¯t I consider counterattack?
What kind of truth is this?
Killing someone doesn¡¯t necessarily only require strength!
When Mo Qi opened his eyes again, there was already a glimmer of light.
"Master, you can continue to participate in the competition, but you can slow down your practice." Mo Qi said.
Xuan Daozi looked at Mo Qi with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"After we go back, Master, please tell me the story of this coffin." Mo Qi said slowly.
Xuan Daozi frowned.
"You have to understand that the other party is in the Nascent Soul realm, and none of us will take action. Even if you know all the chances of winning the coffin, can you still take revenge?"
"Don't worry, Master, I'm just getting to know the enemy in advance. How can I possibly find trouble in the Nascent Soul Realm?"
Although Mo Qi said this, there was a cold light in his eyes.
The effect of the Myogenic Pill was surprisingly good, but in just over half an hour, Mo Qi's seemingly terrible injury had already improved to some degree.
It¡¯s just that this hand obviously can no longer carry out high-intensity collisions in a short period of time.
And Mo Qi had already sat down, ready to fully understand what kind of person this coffin was. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com