Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

Thinking of this, Mo Wen's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

"I haven't had any meat for several days, I'm craving it."

"Moreover, my skills should be improved further."

He hadn't used the Northern Darkness Divine Art to increase his power for some time.

Last month, we harvested a wave of韭菜 (leeks) from the dungeon.

But all of it was given to the life-giving flame within the body.

He himself did not absorb it.

Now that the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony is halfway through, the number of Quanxing members hiding in the crowd has increased.

Then Mo Wen could naturally try some meat first.

"Yes, I remember that the number of Quanxing people who attacked the mountain was very large. Even if the people from the Celestial Master's Mansion and Xu San and Xu Si were combined, there was still a shortage of manpower."

"I'm just helping them relieve some of their stress this time."

Mo Wen was somewhat expectant. He had now mastered the Supreme Hardness Technique, and his physical body had been refined into an armor, making it extremely strong.

The meridians and dantian can naturally hold more cultivation power than before.

There's no need to worry about overloading your meridians or going astray.

A year ago, he lied to Dou Le, saying that his power limit was sixty years, but in reality it was 100 years.

However, this 100-year period was ultimately Mo Wen's estimation based on the saturation of power within his body.

After all, he has never reached his limit.

Now I've practiced the external martial arts method.

Even Mo Wen couldn't guess where his limits lay.

With his current cultivation level of over a hundred years, circulating true qi is as easy as using his own arm, without any burden.

"I thought that even if I faced the old master, I would have a good chance of winning, but last night's sparring made me less confident."

"It has dropped from 60% to 50%."

"That's true. The old Celestial Master has a hundred years of cultivation and an extremely high lifespan. His superb control over power is just what I currently possess in terms of cultivation and physical training."

"The extraordinary techniques passed down through the Celestial Master's Mansion for thousands of years are no less sophisticated than my existing martial arts."

"I possess rare items and exotic fire, and with the unique properties of my cultivation technique, I am not afraid of consuming them."

"But the Old Celestial Master is an existence outside the norm."

"If I really play all out, there's a 50% chance I'll lose."

Do not listen to those who are burdened with worries.

The thought of losing brought a touch of melancholy to his brow.

"It's time to continue improving my skills, raising my martial arts level, and acquiring even stronger new martial arts techniques."

Mo Wen decided that he would indulge in his newfound virginity when the night was deep and quiet.

After all, it's not easy for anyone to discover.

Suddenly, Lu Jin's angry and distressed shouts came from not far away.

"exquisite!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Wen's expression changed slightly.

Looking towards the sound, one could see the entrance to the competition venue, a group of people surrounding Lu Jin, and a charred black figure on a stretcher in front of him.

A charred... human figure?

Mo Wen walked quickly over, squeezed through the crowd, and saw Lu Linglong lying pitifully on a stretcher, her body charred black.

"Waaah... Great-Grandpa... Brother Mo Wen..."

I saw Lu Jin and Mo Wen.

Lu Linglong cried out pitifully, on the verge of tears, unable to even lift her hand.

Mo Wen frowned, reached out and grasped Lu Linglong's wrist, injecting a wisp of true qi into it.

His expression softened slightly, and he said to Lu Jin, "I didn't suffer any internal injuries. It's just that my body is temporarily paralyzed from being struck by lightning. I only suffered some external injuries. I'll be fine after a while."

"Old Master Lu?"

Seeing that Lu Jin remained silent with a gloomy face, Mo Wen called out.

Lu Jin exhaled softly, his face eerily calm, and looked at Lu Linglong with heartache: "Although I know that fists and feet have no eyes, I don't blame that brat Zhang Lingyu."

"But he was so cruel to my precious granddaughter. I have to settle this score with Zhang Lingyu's master!"

Mo Wen shook his head, ignoring Lu Jin.

He infused Lu Linglong with a wisp of true qi to help alleviate the numbness and pain in her body, and said softly, "Linglong, take good care of your injuries."

"Brother Mo Wen..." Lu Linglong pouted pitifully, her once sweet face now dark and grimy.

But she seemed to know what Mo Wen was thinking, and reluctantly grasped his hand, saying, "I'm fine...you don't need to avenge me..."

"This time I was outmatched, but next time I'll win on my own."

Mo Wen smiled slightly and patted Lu Linglong's hand.

"okay, I get it."

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing that Mo Wen understood what she meant, Lu Linglong nodded her little head.

The Taoist priests then carried her to receive treatment, and Lu Jin accompanied them with heartache the whole way.

It seems they'll heal Lu Linglong's injuries first, and then go find someone to settle scores with.

Mo Wen did not follow them; he simply watched them leave.

"Zhang Lingyu, you really didn't hold back."

"Since you've become indifferent to the difference between men and women, then don't blame me for becoming indifferent to the difference between men and women as well, and for settling scores with Xia He."

Mo Wen thought to himself, preparing to contact Shen Chong to inquire about Xia He's location.

Ring ring.

Just then, the cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was his mother calling, Mo Wen raised an eyebrow and answered the call, holding the phone to his ear.

"Hello, Mom."

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Chapter 198 A dark and windy night, time for dinner.

Moon stars are rare.

Under the night.

After finishing his dinner, Mo Wen went for a walk on the path from the dining hall.

"Eating simple meals occasionally feels quite nice."

Thinking back to the plain congee with pickled vegetables, plus two steamed buns and two eggs.

Mo Wen shook his head, saying it's better to eat it only occasionally.

Even under the cover of night, the back mountain of the Celestial Master's Mansion is still bustling with activity.

Just a short walk away, you can see many couples, families of three, or single people taking a stroll.

"The atmosphere is good. Once it gets a little darker, we can start having meat."

Mo Wen had a faint smile on his face.

His mother called in the afternoon, but there was nothing wrong.

I just asked him how his food was.

Are you used to these kinds of trivial things when you're sleeping in a different city?

Mo Wen was not impatient at all; on the contrary, he enjoyed his family's care.

For him, his mother, Gao Mingyan, is his only and most important relative.

He himself grew up in this world.

After awakening his past life memories, Mo Wen also placed greater emphasis on family ties.

Of course, his father is still alive.

But Mo Wen didn't want to face that man.

Because he chose to leave when this family needed him the most.

Mo Wen neither blamed him nor felt guilty.

However, everyone must bear the consequences of their choices.

"...Let's talk about it after the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony is over."

Mo Wen shook his head. He could face any difficulty and was not afraid of powerful opponents or treacherous enemies.

This was the only thing he didn't want to face.

"Oh, what a coincidence, sir, you're taking a stroll too!"

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind.

Mo Wen stopped and looked back, only to see Zhang Chulan and Feng Xingtong walking towards him together.

Looking at the two of them, Mo Wen smiled and said, "It is quite a coincidence."

Beside him, Feng Xingtong, whose smile was like a little sun, said, "Brother Mo, we were just talking about Lao Zhang's advancement."

"This guy might actually become a celestial master!"