The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Self-abolition of exercises, self-abolition of cultivation, and rebuilding of new exercises are not what ordinary people would choose.

After all, re-cultivation is too time-consuming. Even if you have rich experience before, it is not a matter of one day if you want to cultivate your strength back from the Qi-creating state.

However, Ye Mo didn't care at all, being able to re-condense Martial Dao Pills was already the greatest gift for him.

"This Immortal Xingyu Dragon Soul Art is too difficult to practice!"

When Ye Mo learned about the operation method of this exercise, he couldn't help being surprised. This is not a exercise that normal people can practice, because the formulas for operation are too complicated and ever-changing. It has been broken, and it is even more difficult to make it work.

However, no matter how difficult it is, Ye Mo can't give up. This is his only chance. Moreover, the cultivation method requires an understanding of martial arts.

And Ye Mo these years, staying with old things like the manor, can be said to have laid a solid foundation for him.

Although there are many difficulties in practicing the Immortal Xingyu Dragon Soul Art, Ye Mo, relying on his amazing perseverance and understanding of martial arts, managed to practice the Immortal Xingyu Dragon Soul Art after a long period of time.

Of course, this process took hundreds of years.

The moment Ye Mo successfully cultivated, the eyes of the Xingyu dragon in Ye Mo's body shone again. Under the guidance of the teacher, it is actually condensing continuously, trying to condense into a pill again.

Ye Mo immediately felt that there seemed to be an indestructible power in his body, and it was this indestructible power that made his Martial Dao Pills start to condense again.

"Is this indestructible?"

Ye Mo murmured, now, his Martial Dao pills, like the pills in the pill furnace, began to slowly become pills, and finally one day, his Martial Dao pills finally condensed successfully, forming a bean-sized pill. The pill, the Xingyu giant dragon, also turned into a dragon soul, guarding the surface of Ye Mo's martial arts pill.

This dragon soul, guarding Ye Mo's Martial Arts Pill, can re-condense even if it is defeated by the most terrifying attack.

Of course, the price is a big drop in cultivation!

However, this is always better than the complete shattering of the martial arts. If the cultivation base drops greatly, one can practice again, and if the martial arts are shattered, one will fall completely.

This is indestructible, martial arts will basically not be broken!

Now, Ye Mo has reunited the Martial Dao Pill by relying on the Indestructible Xingyu Dragon Soul Art, but he feels that this Martial Dao Pill is very fragile, as if it will break at a single touch.

"Is my strength completely gone?"

Ye Mo couldn't help thinking secretly.

"Hahaha!"

At this time, Xiaoqing also laughed out loud, and said: "Master, now that you start practicing again, your cultivation will naturally plummet. Throwing away your powerful physical body, your strength is only at the level of creating Qi. However, This Immemorial Xingyu Jue is a rare technique in the world. When you practice it, the speed must be many times faster than before. Coupled with the Three Extremes Jue, you don't need to spend too much time to cultivate your strength again. "

"kindness!"

Ye Mo nodded, felt the situation in his body, and said with a smile: "The power of this technique is not only to increase the speed of cultivation, I can feel that once I really cultivate the realm to the ninth level of the master realm, My strength can definitely be more than ten times stronger than before, and this is just a residual formula!"

Swish!

Pulling back his thoughts, Ye Mo looked at the old drunkard in front of him, and said with a faint smile: "Old drunkard, not only have I recovered my peak strength, but I have also gone one step further and reached the level of the cave realm with the help of the dark jade gem."

"In a thousand years, from a martial artist with broken martial arts, now he has reunited his dantian and reached the cave sky. It is really gratifying."

The old drunk said with a smile: "Young friend Ye Mo, congratulations on your return to the chess game, but this game of chess is not easy."

"It's not easy to go, but I have to go!"

Ye Mo stood up, bowed his hands to all the seniors present, and said: "Seniors, thanks to your guidance in the past thousand years, I have the honor to re-condense Martial Dao Pills, great kindness and great virtue, Ye Mo has no teeth memorable."

"Young friend Ye Mo, don't say that. We are a group of people who live here, but it is actually quite boring. Since you joined, we old people are very happy. After you left, we are a little I can't bear it."

An old woman waved her hand, showing reluctance on her face. Among them, Ye Mo could be regarded as the only junior, who had been with them for so many years, serving tea and water, and working hard without complaint.

"Little friend Ye Mo, we will not ask how you recovered your strength. However, after all, you have been with us for a thousand years. We can make an exception and let you enter the Heavenly Emperor Sect to practice, and let the head of the Heavenly Emperor Sect accept you as the first!" One hundred and eight generations of disciples."

The old drunkard said lightly.

Ye Mo regained the Martial Dao Pill, maybe he lost something, and his strength may not be as good as before. If he goes to the Heavenly Emperor to practice, relying on the background of the Heavenly Emperor Sect, Ye Mo will naturally have a good future.

"Old drunkard, the Heavenly Emperor Sect recruits disciples, but there are rules, even the head of the Heavenly Emperor Sect cannot violate it."

An old man suddenly interjected.

"If he dared not accept it, I peeled off his skin."

The old drunkard said angrily, if today's Suzerain Emperor is his grandson, I am afraid that in the entire world of martial arts, only the old drunkard would dare to say such a thing.

Hearing the words of these old seniors, Ye Mo couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "Seniors, I will not go to the Heavenly Emperor Sect. I have more important things to do, and I will see you later!"

Seeing that Ye Mo was about to leave, the crowd had no intention of keeping him, and said, "Young friend Ye Mo, go, and don't come back after you go."

"Farewell!"

Ye Mo cupped his hands again, then looked at the old drunkard, and said, "Old drunkard, drink less in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Mo turned around abruptly and left the manor.

Watching Ye Mo leave, the old drunkard picked up the jug that had just dropped on the ground, and said solemnly, "This Ye Mo, what do you think? He should have recovered the Martial Dao Danwan five hundred years ago, that is, It is absolutely unbelievable to say that he recovered his strength in five hundred years, and how did he recover the Martial Dao Pill?"

"I don't know!"

"This child is definitely not something in the pool. If our Heavenly Emperor Sect can cultivate it, maybe in the future we can cultivate a strong existence that can resist the evil prison."

"Evil prison, sooner or later it will be a disaster!"

Everyone became worried. Most of them participated in the Great War of the Ancients, and many strong men were imprisoned in the evil prison by them.

However, they knew that the people inside would escape sooner or later.

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