A five-piece three-product crystal stone array constantly replenishes spiritual power, but the spiritual power in Zuo Mo's body is still rapidly decreasing. The speed of replenishment clearly cannot keep up with the speed of consumption. There are many ways to set up a spiritual replenishment array, but the five-crystal-stone five-element spiritual replenishment array was already the limit of what he could do.

  Spiritual energy surged in, and the meridians felt a tearing pain. The spiritual energy that had just entered the meridians was emptied at an even more astonishing speed, followed by intense weakness. The tearing and weakness alternated repeatedly, and even though the magic pattern strengthened his meridians during this period, Zuo Mo almost went crazy.

  But he knew he couldn't go crazy, not even a single ripple, any tiny fluctuation, the fragile Four Revolutions Fire Array would likely collapse in an instant.

  At that time, the crystal clear and tender lotus seed would lose all its restraints and suppressions. The colorless and shapeless poison would not spare anyone in the room, and I would be the first to be affected, with no possibility of escaping unscathed.

  His teeth clenched tightly, a trickle of blood flowed silently from the corner of his mouth.

  Zuo Mo was completely unaware of it, his eyes wide with anger, staring fixedly at the fire cocoon, and the crystal lotus that was gradually revealing its full appearance inside the fire cocoon!

  Sixteen threads of flame intertwined to form a cocoon of light, releasing an extremely icy air that suppressed the toxins in the lotus seeds, preventing them from being released. The epidermis on the lotus seeds was getting thinner and thinner, while the three men in red robes were becoming increasingly tense, their breathing more urgent than ever.

  Hmph!

  The five crystal stones of the Five Elements Supplementing Spirit Formation suddenly turned into five piles of stone powder! Everyone's face changed color, and their efforts were wasted?

  In the midst of dust and smoke, a loud shout was heard from Zuo Mo, with all his might: "Halt!"

  In the instant before the flames dispersed, a crystal clear and tender lotus seed accurately landed in a jade bottle that had appeared in his left hand at some unknown time, while his right hand flashed like lightning to cover it with a stopper.

  The dust settled, revealing a disheveled and bedraggled Zuo Mo. His hair, face, and body were all covered in stone powder, the streak of fresh blood at the corner of his mouth mixing with the powder to create a frightening sight.

  "I will not betray your trust."

  Zuo Mo's left hand placed the jade bottle in his right hand on the ground in front of him, his voice was hoarse and weak, it could be seen that his situation had reached a very bad point!

  The man in the red robe stretched out his hand, and the jade bottle flew into his palm. After a brief examination, a look of wild joy appeared on his face. However, he quickly became serious and bowed to Zuo Mo: "Master Zuo's skills are indeed impressive!" He then placed the jade slip in front of Zuo Mo. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly turned his head and asked the hawk-nosed man: "Is the 'Golden Locks Fragment' still available?"

  The eagle-nosed man nodded, "Alright." He took out a jade tablet from his waist pouch and handed it to the red-robed man.

  The man in red put the "Golden Refining Fragment" in front of Zuo Mo at the same time, with a sincere expression: "I apologize for my previous rudeness, please forgive me, Master Zuo. This jade slip is something my brother accidentally obtained, and I'll use it as an apology gift! If there's anything that needs to be done in the future, please help if you can!"

  This guy is formidable!

  Zuo Mo secretly felt a chill in his heart, the other party's move was quite beautiful. Although he had grievances in his heart, just by hearing the name of this jade slip, Zuo Mo knew that he couldn't resist it. He could only bitterly smile and say: "As long as you don't play with your life like today, it's fine."

  "Haha! Master Zuo, you're joking! This time it's indeed us who underestimated you! However, if not for this, we wouldn't have seen Master Zuo's astonishing skills!" The red-robed man laughed heartily and said, cupping his hands in farewell: "Master Zuo, rest well, we won't disturb you anymore!"

  Three people left, and Zuo Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief after the ordeal. He relaxed his left hand hidden in his sleeve, releasing the talisman sword.

  This time I'm really hurt!

  However, looking at the two jade slips in front of him, he felt that it was not a waste. Li Yingfeng, who had been scared to death, hurriedly brought over a large pile of spiritual pills and repeatedly advised Zuo Mo to return to Wu Kong Mountain, as this business was too dangerous.

  The next day, when Li Yingfeng saw that Zuo Mo, who was on the verge of death yesterday, was now jumping around like normal, she was immediately stunned.

  Younger brother looks so weak and vulnerable, is he actually strong on the inside but weak on the outside?

  His internal injuries were much better than what Lemo had imagined, and the magic tattoos on his body were of great help in recovering. He had thought that he would need to rest for ten days or half a month, but unexpectedly, he was mostly recovered by the next day. Of course, it would still take him several more days to fully recover.

  Before he recovered, he decided to go back to the mountain. The temper of those cultivators in the Condensing Reality stage was not good, and if another cultivator in the Condensing Reality stage came to his door again, it would be bad.

  Riding on the silly bird, Zuo Mo quickly returned to his own courtyard.

  He didn't feel at ease until he returned to Wu Kong Mountain. Although the Wu Kong Sword Sect was small, no one dared to cause trouble when the sect leaders were in the mountain. He still remembered the scene of Xin Yan Shibo's sword move that shocked countless cultivators on the night of Wei Sheng Shixiong's foundation building. At the same time, there were four Golden Dan period cultivators sitting in the sect, and even if you looked at Dong Fu, there weren't many.

  It's just a pity that Wei Sheng is not in the sect, which makes him feel somewhat regretful.

  He has escaped from the huge debt and gained a large number of jade slips, which is undoubtedly a very comfortable period for him. He is nursing his injuries while studying these jade slips in his hand.

  He earned a lot of jade pendants in various shapes and sizes, but there weren't many high-quality ones.

  He doesn't lack jade slips now, all the jade slips in the sect are open to inner disciples, and Master's library can be visited at any time. Just these jade slips require a lot of time for Zuo Mo to study. However, the only thing lacking in the sect is the talisman array jade slip that he needs most, so he has no choice but to use this method to collect talisman array jade slips. He collected many jade slips related to talismans, but these jade slips are very scattered and not systematic.

  Fortunately, Zuo Mo wasn't too picky a person and with so many jade slips he could learn from, he was already quite satisfied.

  Among the few exquisite jade slips, there is a sword manual called "Qing Hua", which is quite ingenious, but it's too yin and soft, suitable for women. It's useless to keep it in hand, so I decided to give this sword manual to Xiao Guo. Li Yingfeng Shijie now rarely practices sword manuals, every day she is busy with business.

  But when Zuo Mo rushed to Dong Feng, he only found out that Xiao Guo had successfully built his foundation and became an inner sect disciple, also under the tutelage of Shi Feng Rong.

  Never thought that little girl would become her own junior sister.

  When Zuo Mo found a valley, he saw an apple-shaped wooden sign at the entrance of the valley with "Xiao Guo's Home" written on it, and suddenly lost his smile.

  Xiao Guo's valley was unrestricted, and Zuo Mo swaggered in.

  Xiao Guo was practicing his sword moves when he saw Zuo Mo, and at first, he was stunned. Then a delighted expression appeared on his face, but immediately afterwards, he timidly called out: "Shixiong."

  "Hmm, not bad." Zuo Mo casually praised, but in his opinion, Xiao Guo's sword technique was still full of flaws and only had the appearance. He handed over the "Qing Hua" sword technique to Xiao Guo: "Here, take a look at this for reference."

  He asked a few more questions and suddenly understood. The master was still in retreat to practice alchemy, and didn't have time to instruct her at all.

  Looking at the sweat on Apple's face, Zuo Mo felt it was necessary to fulfill his duty as a senior brother. He began to point out little by little, after all, he had been practicing sword techniques for a long time, although not as profound as Wei Sheng, but he had grasped two kinds of sword intent, and his vision and insight were far superior to those of Qin Cheng and others.

  "Your foundation is too poor." As soon as Zuo Mo said this, Xiaoguo's eyes welled up with tears, but she forced herself not to cry.

  "Hmm, from now on you can come to my valley every day to practice sword fighting. When I'm free, I'll take a look at your skills." Zuo Mo's next sentence suddenly made Xiao Guo burst out laughing.

  West wind small yard, left Mo Yang basking in the sun, lying on a rattan chair with his eyes closed, gently swaying back and forth, pondering the jade slips he had memorized. Not far from him, Xiao Guo was quietly practicing sword moves, sweat dripping all over his apple-like face. On the rooftop, a silly bird stood proudly, occasionally using its blue beak to preen its snow-white feathers.

  Zuo Mo, who was already in a bad mood after encountering a difficult problem, opened his eyes to see the stupid bird's ugly face, which made him even more annoyed. He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the stupid bird with a flick of his hand.

  "Pervert!"

  The silly bird let out a loud cry and flapped its wings in a hurry, dodging the flying stones, with contempt for Zuo Mo filling its eyes.

  Xiao Guo, who was practicing swordplay, suddenly jumped in fright. When he saw Zuo Mo pointing at the Blue Frost Snow Goose and scolding it loudly, his big eyes curved into crescent moons.

  Noticing the smile on Xiao Guo's face, Zuo Mo cleared his throat and decided to maintain his image as a senior brother. He walked over to Xiao Guo with a swagger.

  "The most important thing in practicing swordplay is to avoid distractions; you must focus your mind and concentrate your will..."

  Xiao Guo, who was standing beside him, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, his expression suddenly becoming very strange. Zuo Mo didn't notice, shaking his head and imitating Pu Yao's tone as he summarized: "Is there anything simpler than sword techniques? Just... uh, practice it a few tens of thousands of times and you'll get it!"

  "After finishing speaking, he waved his hand: 'You continue practicing. I'll go out for a walk.' Only then did he leisurely walk out of the West Wind Valley."

  Ever since Xiaoguo arrived on time every day to practice sword with Zuo Mo, Zuo Mo's meals had improved rapidly. The small fire simmered the freshest and most delicious meat soup, and the spiritual food rich in spiritual energy was eaten by Zuo Mo with great relish. The only thing that made him feel unhappy was that the stupid bird would come to share a cup every time, especially after the stupid bird found out that acting pitifully in front of Xiaoguo worked, Zuo Mo had no choice but to give in.

  "Wow, her taste must be incredibly delicious!" Walking out of the valley, Pu Yao emerged and licked his lips, looking back at the valley with some nostalgia.

  For the expression that would appear on every Pu Yao, Zuo Mo was already used to it: "Hmph, in this empty mountain, there are many who want to slay demons and eliminate evil, not afraid of death? Then go!"

  "They can't find me." The púyāo said confidently.

  "You ate her, and I have nothing to eat. Let's die together." Zuo Mo licked his lips as well, Xiao Guo's craftsmanship was indeed excellent.

  "Hmph, I won't eat her, but you can't keep me starving all the time." The Pú Yāo coldly snorted: "I need a soul!"

  "Aren't you saying that the Sword Cave's yin evil still needs time to take shape?" Zuo Mo shrugged.

  Pú Yāo's greedy expression reappeared: "It should be about time today. Let's go hunt one or two, to satisfy our cravings!"

  After finishing speaking, Zuo Mo didn't wait for a response and threw down several crystal stones. In an instant, a light flashed and Zuo Mo vanished from sight.