Witness the flow, live up to the emperor's plan and live up to the lover

Chapter 107 Li Qiushui, please don't; the sweeping monk appears

Chen Mo never thought of himself as a good person, so as long as someone dared to attack him, he would definitely fight back, even if the person was a woman.

then……

Snapped!
He first slapped Li Qiu Shui in the face from a distance, and then used all his strength to activate the [Northern Divine Art] to start taking away her internal energy.

"Ah..." Li Qiu Shui cried out in pain.

Seeing this, Wuyazi hurriedly stood in front of Li Qiushui, but soon his face changed. He felt the inner strength in his body rushing out uncontrollably. He was too familiar with this feeling: Is this the Beiming Divine Art? But... how can he absorb people's inner strength without physical contact? And... as someone who also has the Beiming Divine Art, I can't resist this suction?
Chen Mo frowned slightly and said, "Wuyazi, get out of my way!"

The only shortcoming of Chen Mo's witnessing technique at present is that if Chen Mo cannot see the target, he will not be able to attack the target. For example, now that Chen Mo's sight is blocked by Wuyazi, he will not be able to continue to absorb the internal force of Li Qiu Shui behind him.

Wuyazi pleaded, "Your Majesty, Qiushui didn't know your identity, so she attacked you. Please spare her!"

Chen Mo snorted coldly and said, "You mean, if I were an ordinary person, she could do whatever she wants? I think she is used to being unbridled in Xixia and has become lawless!

Since you can't discipline Wuyazi, then I will do it!"

After saying that, Chen Mo directly used [Shadow Shift] to change his position, so that Li Qiu Shui's figure was exposed in his field of vision again, and continued to use [Northern Divine Art] with full force.

"Ah... don't..." Li Qiushui screamed, and then Chen Mo was surprised to find that her internal force attributes were constantly changing. At first Chen Mo didn't understand what was going on, but soon he understood:

[Xiao Wuxiang Gong] can simulate and activate all martial arts. Is it simulating other martial arts in an attempt to make it difficult for me to seize the internal force?

If it were other people who practiced the Bei Ming Divine Art, they might really be unable to digest the internal forces after inhaling them because of the different properties of the internal forces. However, Chen Mo was different. Chen Mo's eyes had a characteristic, which was [internal force conversion], or [energy conversion], which could convert all different kinds of energy into the same kind of energy he wanted.

Chen Mo sneered, ignored it, and continued to seize the internal energy.

Wuyazi gritted his teeth upon seeing this and actually reached out to grab Chen Mo. Chen Mo thought that his three-foot Qi wall was enough to block Wuyazi, but he found that although he blocked him, his own internal strength was actually showing signs of being lost. Although the speed of this loss was extremely slow due to his profound skills, it was definitely being lost.

Chen Mo carefully observed Wuyazi's state and found that Wuyazi had a strange aura around him. He was just in the range of his aura. He thought that his major was Beiming Divine Art. Could this be the secret of the Grandmaster? He could actually form a unique aura?
In this way, when Wuyazi fights with others, won't he be able to kill the enemy and replenish his energy at the same time? And he won't be afraid of group battles?

Thinking of this, even Chen Mo, who possessed this pair of magical eyes, was a little moved. If this continued to evolve, wouldn't it form a domain?

There are many thoughts and ideas to think about, but they all happen in just a moment.

Well, you, Wuyazi, dare to attack me, right? Then don't blame me for being rude!

Hundred Years of Internal Strength [Kang Long You Hurt]

Ang~
A dragon roared in the void, deafening!
Wuyazi's face changed drastically, and he immediately used all his strength to display the Beiming Divine Art and grabbed the thing in front of him.

Boom~
Wuyazi was indeed worthy of the status of a grandmaster, as he actually absorbed almost half of the power of [Kang Long You Hui] which had accumulated over a hundred years of practice. Although the remaining half pushed him back and made his blood surge, it did not make him vomit blood.

Seeing that his first attack failed, Chen Mo immediately prepared to use the [Kang Long You Hui] which was based on 500 years of skill. Suddenly, a shadow of death enveloped Wuyazi. Wuyazi knew that he would definitely die in the next attack, so he knelt down and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, I was wrong, please spare my life and Qiu Shui's life!"

Chen Mo was also stunned when he saw this. As a grandmaster, weren't you too decisive in surrendering?
However, when he thought of the power of his 500 years of skills [Kang Long You Hui], he began to feel a little scared. Fortunately, he did not overdo it, otherwise wouldn't Wuyazi's skills have been wasted?
"This won't happen again!" Chen Mo said coldly. Actually, Li Qiu Shui was not sucked dry but it was almost the same. As for Wuyazi... his purpose of intimidation and punishment had been achieved, and there was indeed some use in keeping this old guy.

Wuyazi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and hurriedly helped Li Qiushui up, then obediently followed Chen Mo down the mountain.

On the way, Ah Zi held Wu Xingyun in her arms and said to Chen Mo with admiration, "Brother-in-law, you were so amazing just now. How did you train so well? These old monsters are no match for you!"

Heroine Wu: Who is the old monster? Your whole family is old monsters!

However, she was also curious about how Chen Mo practiced, and why she had never heard of Chen Mo before?

"There is a kind of genius whose skills can improve rapidly even if he doesn't practice..." Chen Mo said seriously.

"I understand, brother-in-law, what you mean is that you are this kind of genius?" A Zi said in surprise.

"No, what I want to say is... this kind of genius does not exist. You should just practice honestly. As long as you live long enough, you will definitely reach my current level one day." Chen Mo added in his heart: It won't take too long, just 2000 years.

Ah Zi curled her lips and said, "If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Why do you have to tell me some great truths?"

Royal Palace
Inside the Imperial Study Room
Chen Mo, wearing a dragon robe, looked even more heroic. Perhaps even Chen Mo himself did not notice that he was also exuding a kind of aura, the aura of an emperor.

Everyone standing in front of Chen Mo seemed to have an invisible pressure on their shoulders, making them dare not look directly at Chen Mo.

"Wuyazi, I order you to be the warden of Wuyu Prison and be in charge of Wuyu Prison!"

The so-called martial arts prison was specially built by Chen Mo. It was an underground prison made of special materials. It was used to detain those martial artists who had committed crimes. There was only one outcome for the prisoners who entered it, and that was to be sucked dry by Chen Mo's [Northern Divine Art], and then continue to practice, and then be sucked dry by Chen Mo again.

With the [Shen Zhao Jing], they can't escape this fate unless they really die of old age or their bones are turned into ashes.

In order to prevent the prisoners from escaping and to prevent prisoner robbery, a true master must be in charge, and Chen Mo chose Wuyazi.

Wuyazi did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying: "I obey your order!"

"Wu Xingyun, I order you to be the chief steward of the harem and be responsible for its safety!"

Chen Mo would sometimes leave the palace. Although all the Baolong clan members were masters, there were still great masters in this world. In order to avoid being cuckolded, Chen Mo could only arrange a great master to sit in the harem, and Wu Xingyun was the best choice. After all, assassins would not have thought that Wu Xingyun, who looked like a child, would be a peerless master.

Wu Xingyun had recovered all her strength by this time, but she knew very well how powerful Chen Mo was, so she didn't dare to resist at all and replied, "Your Majesty... obey your order!"

"As for you..." Chen Mo looked at Li Qiu Shui. Although her internal energy was not drained, there was not much left. Although she still had considerable combat power due to the magical skills she had practiced, it was far from what it was before.

After thinking for a while, Chen Mo arranged: "Your other identity is the princess of Xixia, right? I want you to help my Great Chen annex the entire Xixia!"

"This... I'm afraid I can't do it!" Li Qiu Shui said hesitantly. If it was in her heyday, she might be able to complete the task, but her power has been greatly reduced. The Xixia people are not fools, so how could they be easily controlled by a woman like her?

Chen Mo said domineeringly: "You only need to follow my orders. I will help you get rid of anyone who hinders you from completing your mission!"

Hearing this, Li Qiushui finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "As you wish!"

Looking at the backs of the three people leaving, Chen Mo was not afraid that they would run away this time, because he had already learned the [Life and Death Talisman] and had already planted it on them.

Even if the Child-Fairy of Tianshan knew this skill, she would not be able to unlock it, because Chen Mo's skills were too profound. Without someone with similar skills to him, and who knew how to unlock the talisman, it would be impossible to unlock Chen Mo's [Life and Death Talisman].

In addition to the [Life and Death Talisman], Chen Mo also learned the [Eight Desolations and Six Directions I Am the Only One Skill], [Small Formless Skill] and so on to perfection.

Among them, [I Am the Only One in the Eight Desolations and Six Directions] is what Chen Mo cares about the most, because it is a real magical skill. He believes that it has reached the level of cultivating immortals. Although it cannot make people have invincible strength, it can make people immortal.

As time goes by, ordinary people will eventually grow old and die. However, those who have mastered the [I Am The Only One In The Eight Desolations And Six Directions] can, before they die, take the initiative to sacrifice all their skills to return to their youthful state when they first practiced the [I Am The Only One In The Eight Desolations And Six Directions]

After that, every other day, one year's internal strength will be restored until it is completely recovered to its peak state.

Theoretically speaking, as long as one is not killed by others, the user of [The Only One in the Eight Desolations and Six Directions] can achieve true immortality.

As for how Wu Xingyun became like that, it was entirely because he was ambushed by Li Qiu Shui while practicing martial arts before, which caused so many side effects.

The only drawback of this martial art is that there will be a period of time when the internal energy is empty, which is also the period of low strength, making it easy for the enemy to take advantage of it.

Chen Mo just felt that this [I Am the Only One in the Eight Desolations and Six Directions] was really made for him, because its only shortcoming was also solved by his eyes.

This story started two days ago...

At that time, in Wuyu
Chen Mo looked at the people from the martial arts world who were imprisoned around him, took a deep breath, and began to practice the [I Am the Only One in the Eight Desolations and Six Directions] to regain his youth.

This was one of his attempts. His idea was that as long as he used the [Northern Divine Art] to absorb all the internal energy of these prisoners after rejuvenation, he would be able to avoid the disadvantage of the internal energy vacuum period. He believed that these two magical arts might be complementary.

After some attempts, Chen Mo was pleasantly surprised by the results.

Other people's internal energy is stored in their meridians and dantian, but his internal energy is stored in his eyes. [The Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Am the Only One] wanted to devour the internal energy from his meridians and dantian as a price, but unfortunately he found nothing after searching for a long time. Once this magical skill started, it could not be stopped. The final result was that Chen Mo became young again, but his internal energy did not disappear because of his eyes.

Isn't this equivalent to being directly exempt from the side effects? Not only can the internal energy be preserved, but after more than 2000 days, Chen Mo will have another 2000 years of internal energy. It's simply terrifying!
In his joy, Chen Mo sucked all the internal energy of the prisoners in the prison on the spot. Since then, his total internal energy has reached the level of 2500 years.

The first thing Chen Mo did after returning to the palace was to destroy the book [I Am the Only One Supreme in the Eight Desolations and Six Directions] and even the related records.

Although this technique requires superior internal strength as a foundation to learn, and even the slightest mistake can result in the same fate as Wu Xingyun, this technique that can make people immortal should naturally be known to as few people as possible!
half year later

The Imperial Study of the Dachen Dynasty

"Your Majesty, the four evil men from Xixia Yipintang that you asked us to pay attention to have recently appeared in our Dachen territory. Look..." The commander of the Jinyiwei said respectfully. Chen Mo paused as he wrote: "Take them to the Wuyu Prison and wait for their fate!"

Seeing that the Jinyiwei commander was hesitant to speak, Chen Mo asked, "What else?"

"Your Majesty, the man you asked us to pay attention to, Qiao Feng, whose adoptive parents and mentor died inexplicably. I suspect that there is a villain behind this. Do you think we should investigate it?" To be honest, after the commander of the Jinyiwei learned about Qiao Feng's life and deeds, he really admired him.

"I hope you remember who you are working for. You can have personal feelings, but..." As Chen Mo's skills became more and more profound, his senses became more acute. When he noticed something unusual, he pointed it out immediately.

Then he thought about the information he had just given. Chen Mo guessed that the murderer was Qiao Feng's biological father, Xiao Yuanshan. He didn't know whether the father and son had met at this time.

By the way, Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts skills are not weak, right? I wonder how much internal energy he can provide me?

Ordinary people might not be able to capture Xiao Yuanshan, and the others have to catch the four evil men, and the three elders of Xiaoyao each have important positions and cannot be dispatched easily. In the end, Chen Mo decided to go out of the palace in person.

Songshan, Shaolin Temple
huh~
A figure appeared like a ghost, looked at this thousand-year-old temple, and Chen Mo, who had changed his appearance, had a dim gaze: Shaolin again, it seems that Shaolin in every world is a disaster!

He didn't take action when he was at war with the Liao Kingdom, but when he heard that they were coming to steal the secret manuals from his Sutra Library, he immediately led his men to ambush them. It's really...

If it weren't for the mistakes you made, how could there have been constant wars between the Song and Liao countries in the original novel, and there wouldn't have been so many people displaced on the border. You are really more of a hindrance than a help!
Chen Mo really has no good feelings towards this force!

Along the way, Chen Mo did little to hide his whereabouts. When he saw the Shaolin disciples, he did not kill them, but directly used the [Northern Divine Art] to absorb their internal energy through the air.

The commotion here soon alarmed many high-ranking Shaolin officials. Abbot Xuan Ci, along with many elders and monks, surrounded Chen Mo.

"Who are you? Why did you break into my Shaolin Temple at night?" Xuan Ci frowned as he looked at this complete stranger.

It's not that he didn't want to take action directly, but he just saw Chen Mo's plague-like behavior. Wherever he went, the disciples fell to the ground. If those disciples had not shown any signs of poisoning, he would have suspected that Chen Mo was poisoning them.

It was precisely because he couldn't figure out Chen Mo's intentions that he didn't dare to act rashly.

A monk whose inner strength was sucked dry by Chen Mo cried out in pain: "Abbot, we...we have no inner strength left..."

Hearing this, Xuan Ci and the other monks all changed their expressions, and one monk even shouted angrily: "I don't care who you are, give their internal energy back to them!"

"If you can do it, why don't you go back to your father's body?" Chen Mo sneered. What a joke. There is no way that the internal force that entered his eyes can be returned.

"Ah... die!" When the monk saw Chen Mo insulting him, he immediately hit Chen Mo with a long stick.

"Oh, you keep shouting 'Buddha has mercy on us' every day, but as soon as you open your mouth you talk about death. You are really a bunch of hypocritical people!" Chen Mo used [Shadow Change] to distance himself and said.

"Amitabha, my Buddhist sect also has a furious Vajra who specializes in killing evil people!" a martial monk argued.

"Do you use this as an excuse every time you want to kill someone? In that case, I'll be the bad guy for once. Let's see whether you kill me or I... kill you!" After saying that, Chen Mo no longer hesitated and directly activated the [Northern Divine Art] with all his strength. A terrifying suction force appeared on all the monks, and they finally understood why those monks had that expression before.

Xuan Ci tried to suppress the raging internal energy in his body, but unfortunately even great masters like Wuyazi couldn't resist it completely, let alone him.

Suddenly, their inner strength poured out like a flood.

Xuan Ci said with a fierce look, "Everyone, come together. As long as we capture him, this situation will definitely end. We can even force him to return his inner strength to us."

Hearing this, the monks and elders who had been in a panic came to their senses and rushed towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo didn't plan to take action until he had sucked them dry, so he kept moving around through [Shadow Change]. Even though some people realized that they could avoid the suction by staying out of Chen Mo's sight, as Chen Mo kept moving, the suction appeared on them again.

"This is not a solution. He's too fast and we can't catch up at all. Damn it!" a monk cursed.

Xuan Ci frowned and sighed, "I never thought there would be such a magical skill in the world that can absorb people's internal energy from a distance. Alas, it seems that this is the doom of our Shaolin Temple!
All Shaolin disciples, listen up, run, while your internal energy is still there, the farther the better, spread the news here, and let fellow martial artists beware of this man. "

"Ah? Abbot... this..."

Before those people finished speaking, Xuan Ci interrupted and said, "I am the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Don't you want to ignore what I say? I will stay and hold this devil back. You guys should run, run!"

Hearing the determination in his words, many monks present showed expressions of reluctance and emotion, but some still said take care and started to flee, and then more and more people fled.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows: "You bastard, who do you think you are? Do you really think you are a decent person?"

He was planning to put all of them into the martial arts prison, so how could he let them escape? He immediately drew out the jade flute from his waist and started to play it. The "Song of the Rising Tide of the Blue Sea" from the world of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" sounded in this world for the first time.

Boom boom boom~

Afraid that the jade flute could not bear it, and also afraid that everything around would turn to dust in the sound of the flute, Chen Mo did not dare to use his full strength, and only used 100 years of skills to play.

But even so, visible sound waves were formed that swept around. These monks might not be able to block them even in their prime, let alone when their skills were severely damaged. They were washed away by the sound waves again and again, and soon fell to the ground and vomited blood.

puff~
Xuan Ci also spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a sad face: "How could this happen? Is it true that my Shaolin will not be able to escape this disaster today?"

Chen Mo stopped playing, looked in one direction and said, "You bastard, are you playing hide-and-seek with me? Why don't you get out of here?"

Sure enough, an old monk in a gray monk's robe walked out in the direction Chen Mo was staring at, but the old monk's expression did not look very good at this moment.

It would be strange if he could look good. Not only was his meditation disturbed, but he was also called "reach for it" all the time. Even with his Buddhist training, he was a little angry.

"You are the Sweeping Monk, right? Grand Master?" Chen Mo said jokingly.

"Oh? You know me?" The Sweeping Monk showed a look of surprise. From the other party's tone, he felt that the other party seemed to know something about him.

Chen Mo did not intend to answer him, but directly launched the [Northern Divine Art] on him.

Sensing the terrifying suction force on his inner strength, the sweeping monk did not panic. He put his hands together and said, "Is this your magic skill that can absorb people's inner strength from a distance? It is similar to the [Northern Sea Divine Art] of an old friend of mine!"
It is impolite not to return the favor. Please try my... Acala!"

As the Sweeping Monk uttered the last four words, a shadow of Acalanatha suddenly appeared behind him. A powerful and immovable aura suddenly appeared, giving people who saw it the illusion that they could not shake it.

As this phantom appeared, Chen Mo discovered that the suction power of his [Northern Divine Art] suddenly weakened.

"A defensive grandmaster? Then I want to see if you can really stand still like a mountain!" After Chen Mo finished speaking, he maintained the suction force of [Northern Divine Art] while performing [Six Meridians Divine Sword].

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo…

Countless sword energies shot out, as densely as bullets fired from a Gatling gun, but their power was many times stronger than that of bullets.

These sword energies were like sinking into a quagmire when they entered three feet in front of the Sweeping Monk. This was the Sweeping Monk's three-foot energy wall.

Although many ripples appeared and the sword energy was able to continue moving forward, its power had been weakened a lot. It was unknown whether it could really hit the Sweeping Monk, let alone seriously injure the Sweeping Monk.

Although the attack was blocked, Chen Mo did not show any sign of frustration: "What a great immovable mountain, what a great three-foot air wall, but blocking my sword energy must have consumed a lot of your energy, right?"

Holding up a three-foot-high wall of air, even if one is not attacked, one's internal strength will be depleted, let alone facing Chen Mo's attack that is like a storm.

Sure enough, after hearing Chen Mo's words, the sweeping monk looked solemn: "I don't believe you can release sword energy endlessly!"

Chen Mo almost laughed out loud: With my internal energy of about 2500 years, I can withstand an attack of this magnitude even if it lasts for a whole day and night. Moreover, I have the [Nine Yang Divine Art] to continuously restore my internal energy, so the thing I am least afraid of is consumption.

And... who told you that Six Meridians Divine Sword only has one kind of sword energy?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo decided to fight quickly and decisively. The originally dense sword energy stopped. Just when the Sweeping Monk thought that Chen Mo's internal strength was exhausted, an even sharper sword energy quietly condensed. Even though that sharpness had not yet been launched, it had already made the Sweeping Monk, who was the target, feel uneasy.

A drop of cold sweat slid down the Sweeping Monk's forehead and he swallowed his saliva!

swoosh~
The sword energy had not yet arrived, but its sharpness had already left fine sword marks on the ground under the Sweeping Monk's feet.

puff~

A bloody hole appeared on the Sweeping Monk's left shoulder. Not only was blood gushing out, but there was also dense sword energy lingering and wreaking havoc like a maggot attached to the bone.

　I didn't kill Wuyazi here, not because I was being merciful, but because I really wanted to keep him alive.
　　Moreover, if Wuyazi were to be beaten with [Kang Long You Hui] which has the power of 500 years, he would probably be beaten into a bloody mist. Even [Shen Zhao Jing] would not be able to save him.

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