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Chapter 202 Pure Yang Fist? No, Pure Rage Fist! (Subscribe for monthly tickets)

After Feng Geng, as a bystander, told them what they had just done, they became a little more sober.

Lin Mo frowned and pondered, "Could it be that this technique will affect our minds?"

Feng Geng nodded and said, "That's possible."

Long Ah was startled and immediately shouted, "Fuck, this technique is poisonous and can even affect the mind!"

In the world of cultivation, fighting against inner demons is definitely one of the eternal topics.

The consequences of a monk going astray are very serious.

In mild cases, it can cause reverse flow of Qi and blood, internal injuries, disability, and mental disorder; in severe cases, it can even lead to the destruction of the body and soul.

This technique actually affects the mind. If practicing this technique is not courting death, then what is it?!

Even Lin Mo's face turned pale when he heard this.

I haven't learned the boxing technique yet, and the spells on the panel haven't been refreshed, so I shouldn't go astray, right?

Just as they were daydreaming, Feng Geng, who had much more experience than them, spoke up:

"Just because it affects the mind doesn't mean one will become possessed."

Long Ah was already a little panicked:
"Well, then there is still a chance, right? Senior Brother Feng, is there any way to abolish this technique? It's better not to practice this broken thing!"

Feng Geng looked at him and said, "You haven't practiced much, but you have a foundation of body-building exercises. It's not difficult to abolish this boxing technique, but why do you want to abolish it?"

"It's affecting his mind, why don't you destroy it?" Long A looked at him strangely.

At this moment, Chu Wange, who had calmed down a little, took over the conversation and said:
“No need to discard it.”

"what?"

Amid the puzzled looks of the crowd, Chu Wange suddenly summoned out his natal flying sword Shanhe.

The flying sword, which was originally clear and almost transparent, now emitted a faint fiery red glow.

"Shhhhhh!"

Shan He slashed out several sword energies back and forth in the air, and his sharp sword intent seemed to cut through the fiery red halos.

In a few seconds, the mountain lotus returned to its original clear and transparent appearance.

"Just cut it off."

Chu Wange raised his hand and the flying sword returned to his body.

The slight annoyance in her eyes just now disappeared instantly.

However, Lin Mo and Long A were still a little confused. When they heard Feng Geng continue to ask, "Junior Sister Chu, how do you feel now?"

Chu Wange replied: "Stronger."

"It is true..." Feng Geng nodded.

No dude, what are you talking about?
Are all communications among pure sword practitioners so abstract?
Lin Mo and Long A looked at each other, obviously neither of them understood their conversation.

Feng Geng seemed to understand their doubts, so he explained:

"If I'm not mistaken, the way to practice this martial arts inheritance named Pure Yang is to accumulate certain emotions, and then constantly cut off these emotions. In the process, you can continue to temper your state of mind and become stronger!"

This time the explanation was simple and easy to understand, but Lin Mo was still puzzled:
"Is there such a weird technique?"

Ordinary exercises can help cultivators calm their minds and eliminate distracting thoughts.

This technique, on the contrary, is not like that. Instead, it continuously adds debuffs to the practitioner so that he can practice it.

Feng Geng continued:

"There are tens of thousands of secret realms in the Lingxu Realm, and there are countless secret techniques. Although this technique is a little unconventional, if you think about it the other way around, if you can cut off these emotions time and time again, it will surely be easier for you to face the great calamity of the inner demons than other cultivators in the future!"

Seems to make sense?

Lin Mo pondered and asked again: "Then why do I seem a little angry? I haven't learned this boxing technique either!"

"Because this extremely yang energy can also affect the people around it." Feng Geng explained.

"So, it also has an attack effect that can make people angry?"

"That's pretty much what it means."

"Sigh~"

Lin Mo and Long A took a deep breath at the same time, and then began to ponder.

If you think about it carefully, if the opponent gets angry and loses control during the fight, it will be very beneficial to the game.

However, you should control the degree of your anger reasonably. What if the other party does not lose control but instead goes berserk? Wouldn't that be a loss instead of a gain?

……

After they figured out the key, they looked up and looked at each other.

This technique is promising!

"Brother Lin, continue?"

"of course."

"Let's go!"

"..."

The two of them were quarreling loudly while practicing the Chun Yang boxing style.

The teacher was furious, and the student was also quite temperamental.

The two quarreled with each other, and when they got excited they would even fight on the spot.

You throw a few stones at me and I throw a few fireballs at you.

On the other hand, Chu Wange's side seemed much quieter.

After she cut off that emotion, she sat quietly there to comprehend the mantra.

After waiting for two hours, Lin Mo and Long Api returned to their temporary tent with bruised and swollen faces.

"Hiss~ Can't you be gentler?"

Lin Mo covered his swollen chin and said:
"You've downgraded my appearance by 90 points. Be careful or I'll cyberbully you on the forum. Do you know how many fans I have now?"

Long Ah, whose face was covered with burn marks, said aggrievedly, "Brother Lin, you didn't go easy on me."

Lin Mo was arguing with him while applying medicine to himself with a grimace.

It wasn't just the jaw that was injured, several of the ribs were broken by Long A.

Of course, he didn't make the other party feel good either.

He glanced at Chu Wange who was still meditating next to him and asked curiously:
"Hey, why isn't this guy affected?"

Feng Geng said calmly, "That's because Junior Sister Chu's natal attribute has the effect of [Sword Heart Clear], which makes her mind clear and flawless. No matter what sword technique she practices, she will be able to make rapid progress!"

There is such a BUG ability! ?
Lin Mo touched his chin. It seemed that he also had a natal comment?

Does this have anything to do with the natal term?
The old man had hammered his natal words into his natal tortoise shell.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I drew a very good fortune at the time, but I have forgotten what the fortune said...

Just as Lin Mo was deep in thought, Chu Wange suddenly stopped meditating, slowly opened his eyes and looked at him:
"I have just started to learn the Pure Yang Sword Technique, which should be suitable for you to practice. Let's practice sword techniques."

Again! ?
Lin Mo swallowed his saliva and was about to refuse when he heard Feng Geng say:

"You are good at fire magic, so there is no problem focusing on fire magic. However, since you have a five-element body, you must pay attention to the balance of the five elements, and you should also practice more swordsmanship and sword techniques."

Although the Pure Yang Sword Technique contains the Taoist rhyme of fire, since it is a sword technique for killing, it is naturally inseparable from the element of Gengjin.

Therefore, this Pure Yang sword and boxing technique, apart from the understanding of the technique, is more suitable for a Five Spirit Taoist body like Lin Mo.

Feng Geng then said:

"Don't worry about the pills. I have a lot here, enough for you to use in the next few months."

After saying that, he added: "The pills are charged according to the market price."

Lin Mo: "..." There was no other way. Feng Geng had said so. With his ribs still not healed, he could only stand up from the ground:
"Okay, let's practice! Let me make a promise first, don't stab me with the sword!"

Chu Wange shook his head vigorously: "No, sword practice is not a sparring match."

A quarter of an hour later...

"Ahhh!!!"

Lin Mo's howling like a pig being slaughtered could be heard from the wilderness.

He saw a flying sword moving back and forth, piercing him like a sieve several times.

Long Ah, who was walking on a pile nearby, couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw this scene, and couldn't help but sigh:

"As expected of Brother Lin, this training is even more ruthless than that of a physical practitioner like me!"

Feng Geng looked at the sword practice that looked like a murder scene and nodded secretly in his heart.

They all say they are geniuses, but which Taoist genius didn’t put in 99% of his hard work and sweat?

In the era of great cultivation, although the monks may pay more attention to their body and life than the ancient monks, the degree of involution is definitely even greater.

All geniuses start out with curling up.

Even a sword-fighting genius like Chu Wange, who is rare in a century, spends all his time practicing and honing his sword skills every day, except for completing missions. He has never really stopped for a moment.

"Very good. Keep up this intensity and you will have a chance to be among the top 100 in the Tiandao event at the end of the year."

Feng Geng said to Long A.

Speaking of this, Long Ah also asked curiously:

"Brother Feng, is it really that difficult to get into the top 100 in this Heavenly Dao event? Even you didn't make it in the beginning?"

Feng Geng paused for a moment and said, "...At the beginning, I had no teammates."

Long Ah suddenly realized, that's how it is...

Sword cultivators like to be alone, especially pure sword cultivators, who rely on their ability to break all methods with one sword, and their favorite thing is to solo the secret realm.

There are even quite a number of sword practitioners who would feel ashamed to team up with others.

This is why, although the sword technique is clearly a golden triangle combination, few people have seen such a combination.

Speaking of sword cultivation...

Long A scratched his head, feeling like he was missing something.

Feng Geng next to him also fell into a brief moment of silence, but in the end he did not remember what he had forgotten.

……

……

In the ancient ruins.

"Brother Jin Peng, there is something wrong with this relic. After our inspection, we found that this scorching sun hanging in the air can affect the minds of the cultivators!"

A formation disciple from the Qingshan Sect, holding a formation compass in his hand, spoke to the team leader Jin Peng.

Jin Peng tugged at his collar and said, "No wonder I always feel a little hot. So this is the case... Junior Brother Yu, do you have any solution?"

After hearing this, the medical disciple surnamed Yu checked each other's pulses and said:
"It's not a big problem, it's just that you are irritable and have a lot of heat. We carry heat-clearing powder with us. It can be taken with water to reduce the heat."

"Okay, let's share it with everyone later."

After saying this, Jin Peng turned his head and looked at the formation training disciples:
"Junior Brother Duan, how is your survey going? Have you found the center of the formation?"

Duan Yan said: "The map is too big, and it's hard to find the center of the formation, but I have determined that this secret realm is the Extreme Yang Formation. If I spend more time, I will always find it."

"how much longer?"

"At least five days, at most seven days."

"it is good."

Jin Peng nodded, and then asked curiously:
"It would take several days for you to crack it with your combined strength, but Junior Brother Lin Mo managed to lead Junior Sister Chu and the others through it in just one day? Could he really be able to tell fortunes?"

He looked at Duan Yan and said, "You are specialized in formation cultivation. Do you have divination?"

After hearing this, Duan Yan fell into deep thought:
"Arrays involve many fields, such as astronomical calculations, natural laws, the five elements and the eight trigrams, etc., but divination... to be honest, I have never seen it."

Another formation disciple next to him suddenly said, "Could Junior Brother Lin's divination also be a kind of formation? After all, there are thousands of formations, and there are thousands of ways to break them."

"That's a possibility! I've heard that ancient monks would use common things like black dog blood and sticky rice to break the Yin Sha formation. Divination may also be one of the solutions to break the formation."

"What's the logic behind the solution? Can we just throw a few coins on the ground and figure it out?"

"It is indeed possible. Divination has existed since ancient times."

"..."

Listening to the discussions of several array cultivation disciples, Jin Peng and other Qingshan Sect disciples present were also suspicious.

So, Junior Brother Lin Mo is really a charlatan?

Of course, he is the kind of charlatan who can calculate the real things!

The Qingshan Sect disciples lowered their heads in deep thought, and an idea emerged in their minds at the same time.

I have to find Junior Brother Lin Mo to settle the accounts after I go back!
……

……

Xicheng Shaosheng, who was waiting outside the stone pillar gate, recalled the results of the afternoon calculations. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but spit into the distance:

"Bah! What a charlatan!"

He spent three hundred low-grade spirit stones and had it calculated three times by Lin Mo.

The first calculation is whether he can surpass Feng Geng and become the top of the Hidden Dragon List next year?
The answer is bad.

The second calculation removed the top spot on the Hidden Dragon List.

The answer is still bad.

The third time, Feng Geng was simply eliminated, and only he was considered to be able to make it into the top ten of the Taoist Academy Competition?
The answer is still fierce...

"Liar, all fortune tellers are liars!"

Xicheng Shaosheng gnashed his teeth in hatred.

Even if he can't beat Feng Geng, he will at least have a chance to break into the top ten next year!

After all, he is currently ranked 13th on the Hidden Dragon List, just a few places away from 10th.

Feng Geng was ready to fight for first place, but he couldn’t even make it into the top ten?
Who are you looking down on?
"I don't believe it anyway!"

Xicheng Shaosheng recalled Lin Mo's sly smile in his mind and felt a little regretful. He should have taught the other party a lesson just now.

We cannot allow this kind of swindler to continue to roam the world and bring disaster to the spiritual world!
"Forget it, let's wait until Junior Brother Zheng and the others come out. Anyway, they are all training in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb, so we will catch up with them sooner or later."

Xicheng Shaosheng thought secretly in his heart.

a few days later.

As the teleportation light on the stone pillar gate flickered, Xicheng Shaosheng, who was meditating, stood up instantly, and quickly rushed towards the group of teleported figures, laughing loudly:
"Finally came out, hahahaha, Junior Brother Zheng, you guys made me wait so long..."

His laughter stopped abruptly, and his eyes scanned the group of blue-robed disciples suspiciously:
"Hey, Junior Brother, where are our Junior Brothers?"

The leader, Jin Peng, smiled and said, "Brother, please wait a moment. The Taoist friends from the Taoist Academy are not feeling well, so they are walking slower than us. They will be out soon. Hey, look, they are here!"

As he was speaking, the stone pillar gate lit up with bursts of teleporting light again.

I saw ragged figures, looking like beggars, "falling" out from inside.

Xicheng Shaosheng was stunned at first, then he vaguely recognized Zheng Yulong's appearance from a beggar's face, and said in a somewhat disbelieving tone:
"Zheng, Junior Brother Zheng!?"

Zheng Yulong's hair was messy, his face was covered with dust, and his skin was dry. When he saw him, tears welled up in his eyes, his voice was choked, and he said with a lot of grievances that could not be expressed:
"Senior Brother Xicheng, I, I want to go home..."

Xicheng Shaosheng opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

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