Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 197: The innate holy body that can withstand beatings! Refining the Tiangang gold sand! (asking for monthly tickets)

Good news: the sword techniques have been reunited.

The bad news: it doesn't work.

In front of tens of thousands of puppet swordsmen, even if their numbers were multiplied, it would be useless.

Lin Mo finally understood why Chu Wange, the top scholar on the Immortal List, was in such a mess.

No matter who comes, it will be useless in this situation!
At this time, Chu Wange said, "There is a chance."

In the surprised eyes of Lin Mo and Long A, she continued:

"There aren't that many swordsmen. The further you go in, the more swordsmen there are, and they will set up sword formations..."

After Chu Wange's explanation, Lin Mo and the others realized that the number of puppet swordsmen was stacked up in numbers such as one, two, four, eight, sixteen...

Lin Mo pondered: "In this case, with the strength of the three of us, we can give it a try."

Long Ah rubbed his hands together, a little excited: "Is the Golden Triangle going to move out again? Haha, I'll lead the charge!"

"Of course you can, but before that, you need to calm down first. Do you think your injuries are not enough?"

Lin Mo took a look at the wound on Long A's body.

Long Ah smiled and said easily: "This little injury is nothing, watch me heal these injuries right away!"

After saying that, he lowered his center of gravity slightly, took a boxing stance, and actually started practicing boxing on the spot.

"Hey! Ha! Hoo..."

As he shouted with all his might, his body glowed slightly, and his injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No, it doesn't seem to be healing!

Lin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the water in his body began to circulate. A faint mist filled his eye sockets. At the same time, his consciousness began to sense the changes in Long A's body.

With every injury that disappeared from his body, his momentum grew.

Rather than saying that Long A was healing his injuries, it would be more accurate to say that he was "refining" these injuries.

When the injuries were completely healed, Long Ah stopped walking, somersaulted on the spot, and shouted:
"Cool!"

At this moment, Lin Mo could clearly feel that his aura was much stronger than before he first entered the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords.

"Is this... a technique? Or is it because of your physique?"

Lin Mo asked curiously, and then added: "Of course, if there is any taboo, you don't have to answer."

After all, he and Long'a are not from the same Taoist temple.

Some inheritances have nothing to do with personal relationships, it’s simply because the master has strict rules.

Long A said without hesitation:
"What's so hard to say about this? Both the technique and the physique have an impact. If I have to say, the holy body has a greater effect."

"The innate ancient holy body actually has another name..."

"What's your name?" Lin Mo asked.

Long A smiled and said:
"The innate ancient holy body is also considered special among special physiques. It is also called the innate holy body that can withstand beatings."

Is there any other way to say this?
This was also the first time that Lin Mo heard of this secret.

"In short, the harder you get beaten, the stronger you will become!"

Long A said so.

That's why you like being abused so much, right?
Lin Mo twitched his lips and said, "How about we wait here for you to break through?"

Hearing this, Long Ah really started to think seriously:
"In theory, it is possible, but it may take a lot of time."

"how long?"

"About a year. I should be able to reach the fifth or sixth level of foundation building with this."

Long Ah really started to seriously think about this possibility.

To be honest, it is definitely not too late to practice at this speed.

but……

With this much time, I can reach the middle stage of foundation building. If I am more ruthless, I can use my merit points to increase my cultivation level, and it may be possible for me to directly reach the late stage of foundation building.

Lin Mo was silent for a while.

Obviously, this method is a waste of time.

Not to mention whether there will be any accidents in the process, they don’t have enough supplies to last a year.

Therefore, this plan is not as reliable as them turning back.

"Lin Mo, I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Chu Wange asked while touching her rumbling stomach.

Lin Mo said unhappily: "Didn't you bring the fasting pill?"

Chu Wange's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled: "That thing doesn't taste good."

The Bigu Pills are meant to be eaten during retreat or in emergencies. In a sense, they are not even food, so naturally they cannot taste good.

A cultivator with a high level of cultivation does not need to eat grains for three meals a day, and can rely on the circulation of spiritual energy to replenish the nutrients in the body.

Lin Mo had no choice but to take out some pastries and snacks from his storage ring.

"Here, take your time eating, I didn't bring much."

He said so.

Speaking of which, these supplies were stuffed into his hands by Zhuang Weiwan before he left.

By the way, isn’t Senior Sister Zhuang trying to lose weight?

Why do I seem to always have small cakes on me?
Chu Wange's originally wrinkled brows suddenly brightened with joy. He took the pastry and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully, as if it was some kind of delicacy.

Lin Mo closed his eyes and began to meditate on the spot to regulate his breathing.

Although he was not injured just now, his true energy was almost depleted.

There are still some Qi-boosting pills left, but they can't be wasted.

A quarter of an hour later...

Lin Mo and Long A recovered to full health through breathing exercises, while Chu Wange recovered to full health after replenishing his belly.

Lin Mo dusted off his body and said to the two of them, "Still the same as before?"

Chu Wange shook his head and said, "It's my turn to be in the front this time."

Lin Mo touched his chin and did not object.

After all, Chu Wange had fought through sword formations several times before, so it was just right for her to take the lead.

"Shan He!"

Chu Wange shouted softly, and the originally pure white and clean flying sword was summoned and floated in front of her.

In addition, she took out a Taoist sword from her waist and held it in her hand.

Generally speaking, a pure sword cultivator in the foundation-building stage cannot do two things at the same time.

Controlling the flying sword is already exhausting, not to mention fighting with a Taoist sword.

But this is Chu Wange...

"reasonable."

Lin Mo and Long A said in their hearts at the same time.

"on!"

A moment later, following Lin Mo's order, Chu Wange took the lead and rushed out first.

“Hehe~!”

A slight sound of bones rubbing against each other was heard, and a tail vertebra instantly turned into a puppet swordsman, who raised his sword and stabbed towards Chu Wange without warning.

Chu Wange did not control the flying sword, but instead attacked with the Taoist sword in hand.

The long sword drew a white trajectory in the air, bringing up an extremely sharp sword energy.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the puppet swordsman's sword broke.

But Chu Wange's sword had not yet ended. The tip of the sword cut into his neck unhindered and completely cut off the swordsman's head.

The whole set was smooth and concise, and in no more than half a breath, a puppet swordsman at the first level of foundation building was beheaded.

However, this is not over yet. Chu Wange just swung the sword lightly and rushed deeper.

"Cluck, cluck!"

This time, two puppet swordsmen grew out of the skeleton.

"It's just as described..."

Lin Mo behind him narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Dao Fire in his hand popped out.

"Oh!"

Two fire bombs accurately hit the wrists of the two puppet swordsmen, forcing their movements to stagnate.

"it is good!"

Long A's eyes lit up, and he seized the opportunity to rush forward, using his hands as claws to strangle the puppet's neck.

With a "clang", the neck was broken by the powerful force of the fist, and the puppet's head and body fell from his hands at the same time.

On the other side, Chu Wange moved even faster. At the same time that Lin Mo released the fire bomb, his sword cut off the opponent's head even faster.

This time, it also only took half a breath.

continue!

The three of them didn't need to communicate, they took steps at the same time and continued to rush towards the huge tail vertebrae.

The puppet swordsman at the first level of foundation building was almost a piece of cake for them.

Any one person could handle it easily, let alone three people.

"Fire bomb!"

"Changhong!" "Liuhequan!"

"..."

In less than a quarter of an hour, the three of them had rushed out a distance of hundreds of meters.

The number of puppets killed has increased from the initial one to thirty-two.

"What a fast pace!"

Lin Mo said secretly in his heart.

Chu Wange didn't care, his combat experience had almost exploded after two training experiences in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb and the points gained in the Sword Arena.

But this guy Long A, as he said, was chatting and shopping with the goddess every day, and he was able to keep up with Chu Wange's pace.

And looking at his expression, he seemed quite relaxed.

On the other hand, Lin Mo was gradually feeling a little tired.

This was even after he had opened the Six Roots of Heavenly Water, and his five senses and one consciousness had been greatly enhanced, and he could barely keep up with the two of them.

In fact, Lin Mo had noticed this long before.

In the battle at Wudao Cliff, it was not so much that he was directing Chu Wange and Long A, but rather that the latter two were matching his rhythm.

If not for this, it would definitely be more chaotic if the three of them fought each other.

He originally thought that through a large number of arena battles and the improvement of his spiritual roots, he would be able to keep up with the level of these two people.

Unexpectedly, there is still a gap.

"Is this the top genius..."

Lin Mo took a deep breath and focused his energy more.

The six roots of Tianshui circulate rapidly in the body, pushing its firepower to the maximum.

About an hour later...

"Oh!"

Lin Mo was the first one who couldn't stand the pressure. He was forced back several steps by seven or eight puppet swordsmen at the second level of foundation building with their long swords.

The original tacit cooperation between the three was disrupted.

Chu Wange rescued him with his flying sword. As the offensive in front of the formation weakened, more puppet swordsmen approached him.

In order to protect the two people, Long A endured more damage, and his injuries suddenly worsened several times.

The three of them held out for a few minutes, but seeing that there was no way out, they no longer insisted and retreated at Lin Mo's command of "retreat".

Fortunately, the puppet swordsman did not pursue them too far, and the three were able to retreat back to the campfire smoothly.

At this point, the first challenge ended, which took about two and a half hours and covered a distance of about 600 meters.

Although the distance seemed good, it didn't even completely reach the tail vertebrae of the monster skeleton.

The three of them looked at each other.

Long Ah was the first to speak: "Haha, not bad, at least we have advanced almost one third of the way."

After saying that, he began to walk around to heal the injuries on his body.

Chu Wange said nothing, just sat down cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing.

It was rare that Lin Mo didn't complain.

Because this time, he was the one holding back.

This was something he had never thought of before he started.

After ascending to the Lingxu Realm, he had endless opportunities and improved rapidly.

But he is making progress, and so are Chu Wange and Long A.

As a child of heavenly fortune, Chu Wange had her senior brothers helping her buy secret treasures at the auction house even when she was sleeping at home.

Long A's luck was a little worse, but his qualifications were even better than Chu Wange's.

The harder you are beaten, the faster you become stronger.

Among the three, he also has the highest cultivation level and was the first to enter the third level of bone forging.

Previously at the Wudao Cliff, the three of them had relatively little combat experience.

Lin Mo can also command these two through his intelligence.

Now that the two of them have made up for this "shortcoming", the role of his "brain" has obviously become much smaller.

It's a simple truth. If he can't even keep up with the pace of the battle, how can he be in charge?

The instructions given will always be half a beat late.

Therefore, apart from reminding the two of their old habits, he hardly gave any instructions.

"Trouble..."

Lin Mo thought to himself that he was the team's "short board".

Just as he lowered his head to think, suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a ray of light under the corpse.

"Huh!?"

He waved his hand and activated the capture technique.

"Sasha!"

Some golden sand was taken into his hands:

"This is... Tiangang Gold Placer!"

His eyes suddenly lit up.

The eleventh level of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords has been refreshed, and a lot of Gangsha, a mineral material, has also been refreshed in the outer two levels of the ruins.

However, the Tiangang gold placer never appeared.

“I didn’t expect to find it here!”

He said in a surprised tone.

At this time, Chu Wange, who was regulating his breathing nearby, opened his eyes and saw the gold dust in Lin Mo's hand and said:

"Are you looking for this?"

After that, in front of Lin Mo's astonished eyes, he took out handfuls of Gangsha from the storage ring.

Finally, these Gangsha piled up in front of Lin Mo, forming a "small mound of earth".

"Where did you collect so many?"

Lin Mo opened his mouth, somewhat unable to understand.

"Some of it was collected from the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords, but more of it was collected from entering this ruins."

Chu Wange's tone was as relaxed as if he was saying that he had picked up a dollar on the roadside today.

I didn't know where you went to get the goods!

Lin Mo complained in his heart.

But when I think about it, it makes sense.

Chu Wange is a child of heavenly luck, so it’s reasonable for him to have some adventures, right?
In addition, this ancient relic was discovered by her in a sense, so it can be considered as her adventure.

So, it was a bit of an adventure...

"Why don't you use it? I remember this is a golden spiritual root item that can increase your aptitude!"

Lin Mo asked.

Chu Wange looked at him and said calmly: "The quality is too low, it's useless to me."

"..."

Lin Mo slapped his forehead, he almost forgot that this guy was a top genius with sword spirit roots and a purity ratio of over 80%.

Tiangang Gold Placer is indeed a rare treasure from heaven and earth, but its quality is only yellow grade, just like the essence of the leachate, so it is naturally of no use to Chu Wange.

"I didn't want to pick it up at first, but Senior Brother Feng said I could sell it for some money, so I picked it up."

Chu Wange said this.

Damn son of luck!
Lin Mo complained in his heart, and began to refine the Gangsha with his nimble fingers.

Although Tiangang Gold Placer is also a yellow-level spiritual object, like the previous mineral residues, it has too many impurities and cannot be used directly.

"Zizzizi~!"

The three-colored strange fire continued to burn the Gangsha.

The so-called three transformations actually means to condense one's own Dao fire three times repeatedly to improve the utilization rate of Dao fire.

The first refining refers to the refining techniques and tips.

After nearly a month of hellish training, his three transformations and one refinement had reached the entry standard.

Yellow-level spiritual objects are more difficult to refine than ordinary mineral materials, but it is just a matter of time.

He was practicing his skills and regulating his breathing while refining the Gangsha at the same time, without delaying either.

After a moment, a dozen golden beans floated in front of Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and he could finally start absorbing the gold sand.

"Shh!"

His Dao fire leaped out from between his eyebrows, wrapped around a dozen gold sands, and began to slowly absorb the spirituality in the gold sands.

At the same time, a long-lost system prompt came into my ears:

[Ding! Absorbing Tiangang Gold Placer (yellow grade), refining...]

[Ding! The gold spiritual roots are increasing: 39.1%, 39.2%, 39.3%...]

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