I'm so tired of winning by spending money on beauties.

After Shen Mojin broke through the sixth level of foundation building, he planned to give Chi Jiujiu to the treasure mountain to sort out and go out for training tomorrow.

It has been almost a year since Dantian was destroyed.

In half a month it will be his twentieth birthday.

In the past, the family would have held a grand coming-of-age ceremony for him.

Things are different now.

Considering that his great revenge had not yet been taken, he did not reveal the news of Dantian's recovery to anyone.

Avoid when the wings are not yet fully grown.

He was hunted down by his former enemies.

"Ah!"

Thinking of the number one sect in Huangzhou, Shen Mojin snorted coldly.

They are all a bunch of hypocrites.

Recovering his thoughts, Shen Mojin took out the items in the storage ring one by one and sorted them out.

When he was buried in the pile of treasures, he only wanted to quickly put the things into the storage ring.

At that time, I didn't see what specific thing Jiujiu gave him.

There is enough time now.

He first took out the sword that had impressed him so much.

"Phantom Eagle?"

Shen Mojin held the sword in his hand and looked at it carefully, his fingertips gently brushing across the sword.

"What a sword!"

Shen Mojin looked at his fingertips that were cut by the sword. The blood from his fingertips dripped onto the sword, which quickly absorbed the blood.

After the sword absorbed Shen Mojin's blood.

Suddenly, golden light shone everywhere, illuminating the entire dim hut.

Shen Mojin quickly set up a barrier to prevent the sword light from leaking out.

There was a "buzz" sound.

Shen Mojin only felt that there was an extra connection in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hello, Master. I am Jianjian, and my name is Huanying."

A soft and tender baby voice appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness. Shen Mojin's hand holding the sword trembled, and the sword fell to the ground with a "clang".

The long sword that fell to the ground trembled, as if trying to shake off the dust on it.

"Master, you are too much, how can you throw a bitch away, wuwuwu..."

Shen Mojin picked up the long sword that was shaking like Parkinson's disease on the ground and asked hesitantly, "Are you a weapon spirit?"

"Yes, yes." Huanying said in a crisp voice.

"What grade of sword do you have?"

Shen Mojin's original sword was a mid-grade magical weapon, and the best sword he had ever seen was the one that his master once held.

He remembered that the sword was a low-grade immortal weapon and had no spirit.

Huanying's baby voice babbled, "Of course I am a magic sword, Master, but I am not just a sword, I can also perform 72 transformations."

"Can you show me one?" Shen Mojin obviously didn't believe it.

"call out!"

The phantom eagle turned into a simulated flower.

"call out!"

The phantom eagle turned into a simulated small poisonous snake.

The corners of Shen Mojin's mouth twitched, "Okay, stop."

The simulated phantom eagle and the little poisonous snake twisted and crawled, coiling around Shen Mojin's arm into several small circles.

Shen Mojin looked at the little snake on his arm and asked, "Is your bite poisonous?"

Phantom Eagle: "......"

After seeing the ability of the Phantom Eagle, Shen Mojin ignored it and continued to take out other items from the storage ring.

Jiujiu gave too much.

Shen Mojin took out a series of mahogany boxes containing medicine pills, arranged them neatly on the ground, and then checked them one by one.

Pills are packaged according to grade.

Each mahogany box contains different elixirs of the same grade.

For example, the box he was looking at contained a series of fourth-grade elixirs, including the Soul-Nourishing Pill, the Recovery Pill, the Foundation-Building Pill, etc.

Shen Mojin's handsome face changed again and again.

Trying hard to stay calm.

Even though he was the sixth son of the Shen family, he had never seen so many pills.

The types of elixirs in the mahogany box.

It covers almost all kinds of elixirs that can be made by alchemists in the entire Kyushu Continent.

The grades range from one to nine.

Except for some elixirs that are limited in purchase in the mall, such as the ninth-grade reshaping elixir.

Chi Jiujiu bought 999 copies of each of the other elixirs that were not restricted in purchase.

The pills in the mall come in packs of ten pills.

"Seventh-grade anti-aging pill!"

"Eighth-grade longevity pill!"

"Ninth-grade...Resurrection Pill!"

A longevity pill can increase one's lifespan by thirty years.

For monks who are nearing the end of their life span, extending their life span by thirty years will give them a great chance of breaking through the barriers, thereby gaining hundreds or even thousands of years of extra life.

The longevity elixir is in short supply.

Only an eighth-grade alchemist can refine it.

Not to mention.

The natural materials and treasures needed for refining.

In this mahogany box, there are more than nine thousand round longevity pills with eight elixir patterns, which are casually packed in transparent food boxes.

He was shocked at first.

Gradually becoming numb.

Finally, he looked at the familiar transparent food box with a twitching mouth.

Jiujiu, she is too casual.

After Shen Mo placed the pills in place, he took out the talisman and formation to check.

There is the foundation of elixir.

Afterwards, Shen Mojin became much calmer.

But when he checked the last secret manual of martial arts, Shen Mojin's originally numb mood was shocked again and he was speechless for a long time.

"God-level technique!"

Or ten divine-level skills.

Shen Mojin used his spiritual sense to quickly flip through the books one by one. Less than half an hour later, he felt a strong stinging sensation in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's worthy of being a divine level technique." Shen Mojin said secretly.

The higher the grade of the technique, the more difficult it is to master.

The strength of his spiritual awareness has reached the Golden Core stage.

After just half an hour, he had to stop, which shows the difficulty of the divine level martial arts.

He took out the Qi-replenishing pills he had just prepared.

Shen Mojin swallowed it without hesitation.

After meditating for a few breaths, the tingling sensation in his sea of ​​consciousness disappeared, and Shen Mojin continued to read the secret book of martial arts.

I don’t know how many Qi-replenishing pills he swallowed. It was not until dawn that Shen Mojin finished reading the ten divine-level martial arts techniques.

Among them, "Chaos Divine Art" and "Phantom Moon Art" are the most suitable for him to practice.

He planned to start by practicing the Fantasy Moon Technique, which was more of a basic martial arts technique.

After practicing the "Fantasy Moon Technique" and other life-saving martial arts.

Then practice the extremely difficult "Chaos Divine Art".

A divine level technique.

It would be hard to find one in the entire Kyushu continent, right?

To know.

Among the top sects in Huangzhou, the highest grade of martial arts is only Saint-level, and there are only a few of them.

Inner disciples are not even qualified to read the holy-level techniques.

The grades of martial arts are divided from low to high into: Huang, Xuan, Di, Tian, ​​Sheng, Xian, and Shen.

The rarity of divine-level techniques.

Obvious.

He now has ten divine-level martial arts techniques in his hands.

If it were known to the outside world.

I guess people will be jealous and rush to buy it.

Shen Mojin carefully put the ten martial arts books into the storage ring, feeling a little dizzy.

"Thank you Jiujiu."

Shen Mojin whispered, raised his eyes to look at the scenery outside the window, his expression changed slightly.

"It's been almost a year, it's time to go out for a walk."

I originally planned to go out for training today.

But considering the pile of treasures in the storage ring, Shen Mojin planned to talk to his eldest brother first and confess to him the matter of the Dantian repair.

Use some of the resources to recruit followers within the family.

His enemies include the great elder of the first sect in Huangzhou and his grandson.

There is also the Supreme Elder.

At that time, it was inevitable to confront all members of the First Sect in Huangzhou.

There is someone available around.

Only then can the road to revenge be accelerated.

The god-level defensive armor and several boxes of high-level formations and talismans can enable him to protect himself.

Now, he no longer has to worry about the fact that his Dantian repair was exposed and he would be silenced by his former enemies.

If you really can't defeat it.

With nearly ten thousand top-grade teleportation talismans, earth escape talismans and invisibility talismans, there will be no problem in evacuating.

"Thanks to Jiujiu." He could be so carefree.

Shen Mojin calmed his mind and took out a top-grade teleportation talisman from his storage ring.

He made a hand gesture.

Then light the spell.

next second.

Shen Mojin appeared in an inn.