Scientific cultivation of immortality: starting from making a wish

Chapter 71 Killing Blood Scar and Obtaining the Purple Sun Spiritual Refining Technique
Half a day later, Chen Mo came to the depths of a desolate mountain. Under his feet was a huge rift that looked like it was cut by a heavenly sword.

We have arrived at the cliff entrance of Qingtu Mountain.

If you continue north for another 260 miles from here, you will reach the Sword Burial Valley.

Chen Mo touched the thunder bomb that was placed close to him and looked around.

After making sure it was correct, he changed direction and headed towards the northern part of the rift cliff.

When he reached the depths of Qingyu Mountain, Chen Mo often encountered dangerous auras coming from the mountains and forests from time to time, so he took out the Thunderbolt and placed it within reach.

Half a day later.

Chen Mo finally saw a valley of ruins along the rift in the mountain.

This valley is embedded in the mountain on one side of the rift. It is so huge that it looks like a natural cave.

There are protruding cliffs and stone peaks in the valley. At this time, only a few ruins can be seen in the valley. You can vaguely see a little bit of traces of people living here many years ago.

The only thing that was noticeable was a steep cliff in the valley, which was filled with broken swords without any spiritual energy. It looked extremely desolate, decadent and lonely.

These broken swords had already turned into scrap metal and were almost fused with the rocks.

A breeze blew, and the wildly growing weeds on the half-rusted sword that had long been covered with dust fluttered in the wind.

From a distance, it really looks a bit like a huge tombstone. The rows of crooked sword handles and sword bodies exposed on the cliff are like words on the tombstone.

"Is this the Sword Burial Valley?"

Chen Mo carefully landed not far from the valley and secretly observed his surroundings.

If Chen Mo hadn't seen the countless broken swords on the cliff that indicated the way, he would have suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

It is so lonely and desolate.

He was a little surprised; this was completely different from the scene he had imagined.

The Sword Burial Valley that Chen Mo was looking forward to was the remains of a magnificent ancient monks' sword field. Even if it was dilapidated, there should be countless broken spiritual swords and some palace ruins.

But the scene before him was no longer even a ruin.

However, perhaps this is the only way to keep this last chance for myself.

As his footsteps approached the entrance of the valley, Chen Mo secretly observed the movements around him.

He carefully held the thunderbolt in his left hand and the magic sword in his right hand, gradually approaching the Sword Burial Valley.

"Where is the bloodstain?"

It took him almost half a day to get here from Star University.

Logically speaking, we should be able to see each other from the outskirts of the valley.

Although he had prepared the Thunderbolt in his hand, Chen Mo was still very careful and on guard in secret.

I don’t know where this bloodstain came from.

"Da da."

Chen Mo walked forward carefully, step by step.

Little did he know that he had already been discovered by a pair of eyes as soon as he arrived here.

Xuehen was wearing a black robe and carefully hiding behind a rock not far from the entrance of the Burial Sword Valley. In order to hide his own figure, he also cast a breath-concealing spell on himself.

"Blue Star Disciple."

"It looks like he has just entered the seventh level of Qi training."

"Hasn't this Sword Burial Valley been abandoned for a long time? What is this kid doing here?"

Looking at Chen Mo whose footsteps were getting closer and closer to him, a hint of doubt flashed across Xuehen's eyes, and at the same time, he felt a little relaxed.

Xuehen was originally an inner sect disciple of the Plague Immortal Sect. This time, he followed the orders of the elders of the sect and came to the vicinity of the Burial Sword Valley to collect a material called Spirit Blood Stone in preparation for setting up the Plague Immortal Formation.

So these geniuses will often stay here.

Xuehen watched Chen Mo getting closer and closer to him step by step, and when he was sure that there was no one behind Chen Mo.

Suddenly, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"No matter what, since this kid is the only one here alone, I'll help him out and give him a ride."

"Afterwards, I can pick up a free body to cultivate the plague."

It's too late, but it's soon.

Just as Chen Mo stepped into the valley, a wave of magical power suddenly came from behind him.

"Snapped."

Without even thinking, Chen Mo instinctively mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to form a water spiritual energy defense shield.

This was a small defensive spell he learned from the Water Control Technique. He used his spiritual power to condense an ice-blue spiritual defense shield.

Water has the strongest resilience and can dissolve strong pressure attacks. Especially since Chen Mo has ice-attributed fairy bones, he is very adept at using this magic.

The giant spiritual palm with bloodstains attacked and suddenly slapped Chen Mo's spiritual defense shield, and a crisp shock sound was heard.

Chen Mo only felt a violent force coming, and his body couldn't help but lean forward.

Feeling the strong fluctuation of spiritual power from the other party, Chen Mo understood.

He is indeed a master at the 9th level of Qi training.

No wonder the golden finger asked him to buy a thunderbolt to use in order to kill the opponent safely. In fact, with Chen Mo's current seventh level of Qi training plus the first level of body training and other means, he can barely fight with the opponent.

But Chen Mo's style of doing things has always been to use all his strength even if a lion fights a rabbit.

Since he can kill the opponent, he will never put himself in any danger.

He touched his body, and his spiritual power quietly ignited a talisman of escape, ready to give the opponent a fatal blow.

"what!"

"The response has been good."

After seeing Chen Mo condense an aura defense shield in the first instant, making his attack ineffective, Xuehen praised him mockingly.

However, when he saw Chen Mo's body staggering forward, a playful look appeared on his face.

He was just a mere Qi training level seven, so what if he just had the bad luck to dodge the attack?

What about the second and third strikes?

The thought of teasing flashed through Xuehen's mind, but his hands did not slow down at all.

Quietly, he used the Plague Immortal Cult's 'Plague Seal', preparing to kill the other party while turning Chen Mo into a plague poison.

A gray spiritual energy emerged from his hand, and suddenly formed a hand seal that continued to cover Chen Mo.

The bloody handprint was like a mountain that suppressed the world and suddenly pressed down on Chen Mo.

But just when the plague handprint was about to fall on Chen Mo's head.

Chen Mo's figure suddenly disappeared from Xuehen's sight, especially when he saw a sneer on the other's lips.

"boom."

The blood-stained Plague Handprint fell to the ground and created a large stone pit.

"Danger!"

Seeing that his proud attack missed, Xuehen's pupils shrank suddenly.

His spiritual sense explored the surroundings frantically, but still could not find any trace of Chen Mo.

"What method is this?"

Xuehen was secretly shocked at Chen Mo's ability to escape, and at this moment he had already begun to have the idea of ​​retreating.

Sudden.

“Pah-la-la.”

A fist-sized black stone was thrown at his feet from somewhere.

"Thunderbolt!"

A horrifying thought just popped into Xuehen's mind.

"boom!"

A violent explosion sounded.

Suddenly, a blood mist and thunder exploded on the flat ground, and in an instant the blood mark was blown into countless blood-red pieces.

Wait until the body parts fall all over the sky.

Only then did Chen Mo slowly walk out from behind a rock nearby.

He clapped his hands lightly and sighed in a low voice.

"This Thunderbolt developed by the scientific cultivator is really useful."

It's easy to fall into the trap if you're caught off guard.

The past mistakes are a lesson for the future. It seems that he must be on guard against other people's hidden tricks when fighting with others in the future.

Either don't take action, or suppress the opponent with absolute strength.

Well, I should have more trump cards on hand in the future.

We can have more like Pilizi.

Chen Mo shook his head, walked easily to the broken body of Xuehenzi, and began to search his storage ring.

Generally, cultivators from the outside world keep their things in storage rings, so Chen Mo is not worried that the thunderbolt will destroy them.

Not long after.

Chen Mo picked up a severed finger from the ground next to him.

There was an antique bronze ring on her finger.

Chen Mo took off the ring and spent half an hour finally breaking the mark left by the other person.

Soon, an astonishing look of joy flashed in Chen Mo's eyes.

He picked out a white jade sceptre from among the many treasures and held it in his hand.

"Purple Yang Spirit Refining Method"!
Finally waiting for you.

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