MTL - Awakening Identification Technique, Found That the Daughter is From the Future-Chapter 117 It's time to get rich (4200 words)
Leaving Jiange, Mo Fan returned directly to his residence.
After practicing the Golden Body Art for a while, and after a serious bath, Mo Fan fell asleep.
For some reason, he felt a little tired today and just wanted to sleep well.
As soon as his head was glued to the pillow, Mo Fan fell asleep.
In Momo Lake, he saw a red-clothed female ghost with a ferocious face.
"Girl in red, you seem a little cute today."
Under the cold moonlight, Mo Fan looked at the red-clothed woman's hideous face and said with a smile.
This is not a joke.
For some reason, Mo Fan usually looks at the terrifying red-clothed female ghost.
At this moment, it seems inexplicably cute.
The female ghost in red ignored Mo Fan's rant.
She raised her hair silently, revealing a terrifying face, and stared straight at Mo Fan.
Mo Fan's face darkened: "Okay, I will take back what I just said."
After a while, the red-clothed female ghost floated towards Mo Fan. Without saying a word, she spit out her long tongue, stretched out her long pale arms, and pinched Mo Fan's neck.
"Evil, look at the fist!"
Mo Fan's expression was certain, he didn't dare to be too big, and raised his fists to meet him.
Bang bang bang, Mo Fan felt as if his own Vajra fist smashed into the copper wall, not only did he not hurt the opponent, but also shook his arm to the point of pain.
"Very good, you are still as strong as ever!"
Mo Fan looked at the red-clothed ghost in surprise, and said with a grin:
"Bold monster, I want you to help me practice!"
Bang bang bang!
You come and go, the qi overflows, the ground collapses, the soil tumbles, the gravel splashes, and the big trees collapse one by one.
The golden light shone from time to time in the dark night sky.
Mo Fan and the female ghost in red fought heartily.
"Evil! Eat your father's punch!
"Evil! Look at the palm!
"The evildoer is dead!
"…"
Fighting, Mo Fan suddenly froze.
"The style of this battle doesn't seem to be the same as before?"
Mo Fan found that this battle was much easier than before.
For a moment, he even felt that he was playing hide-and-seek with the female ghost in red.
Just now, he even "chattered" with her while defending against the swift attack of the red-clothed ghost, without the slightest sense of crisis.
Of course, the so-called small talk was all he was talking about.
The red-clothed female ghost was still cold and never spoke. The only response was to pounce on him and bite his neck.
No, taking advantage of Mo Fan's stunned effort, the red-clothed female ghost rushed up again, and Kacha successfully bit Mo Fan's neck.
Immediately blood flew.
"Fuck, it hurts!
"Are you a ghost or a zombie? Why do you have to bite your neck? Can't you bite other places?"
Reaching out and pushing the red-clothed female ghost away, Mo Fan deftly avoided the attack, and wiped the saliva on his neck with disgust.
"Give my life back—"
The red-clothed female ghost shouted mechanically, locked Mo Fan's position in an instant, and quickly floated over.
"Eldest sister, how many times have I told you, your life is really not with me, I'll be welcome if you come again!"
Mo Fan runs the Golden Body Art and prepares for a protracted battle.
"Return my life!" The red-clothed female ghost roared and rushed towards Mo Fan, opening her **** mouth, and matching the blood on her face, saying it was not scary would be a lie.
The offensive was too fierce, and Mo Fan could only dodge all the way to avoid its edge.
When he seized the opportunity, he counterattacked, knocked her to the ground, and punched her hard.
When he couldn't hold back, he quickly got up and ran away.
This repeated cycle, the red-clothed female ghost didn't even take any advantage of him, and Mo Fan had a lot of fun.
This was the most enjoyable fight he had ever had in his dreams.
Soon, Mo Fan was stunned, and his expression became strange again.
"Why am I so strong today?
"You actually played the red-clothed female ghost all over the place?
"Although the eighth level of the innate is not much stronger than the seventh level of the innate.
"But under normal circumstances, it's impossible for me to be strong enough to play the red-clothed ghost?"
Thinking of this, Mo Fan couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
This has never happened before.
In the dream world, he will be affected more or less, and most of the time he will forget that he is dreaming.
This phenomenon occurs even when he strongly suggests to himself before going to bed.
Therefore, in the dream world, in most cases, he will enter a mysterious state, Mi Mi Hu Hu Di can only rely on instinct to fight.
In fact, this fighting method has a great effect on improving the combat power.
After all, when you really fight, you don't have much time to think.
Most of the time, it is the fighting instinct at work.
And if you want to completely control your own power, you also need to use this fighting instinct.
When you train your body like a machine, no matter what kind of attack you are dealing with, you can subconsciously make the most correct counterattack, it means that you have completely controlled your own strength, and your strength will be greatly improved.
Even the "flash of light" that decides the outcome is mostly a flash of light driven by fighting instinct, and has little to do with formulating combat strategies.
Being lost in the dream world of Lake and Lake, it also happened to allow Mo Fan to fully exercise his fighting instinct, thereby quickly improving his combat effectiveness.
But now, things are a little different.
Mo Fan was too awake, so awake that he seemed to be able to clearly predict every step of the red-clothed female ghost.
Sober, even under the drive of fighting instinct, his head can run at high speed.
He was even able to perform complex calculations while completely controlling his body, working with his fighting instinct to calculate one flash of inspiration after another.
Thinking of this, Mo Fan instantly understood.
"My actual combat ability has become stronger, reaching another level...
"Why is this? Yesterday was still—"
Thinking of this, Mo Fan sideways punched the female ghost in red, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.
"Mental power?
"Yes, it's mental power at work!
"Ancient books record that when a warrior's mental strength suddenly increases significantly, he has the opportunity to enter a state called super-sensation.
"In the supersensory state, the speed of the brain will increase hundreds of times, the thinking is quick, and it can do some things that can't usually be done—
"Perhaps it is this state that has raised my combat effectiveness to a new level.
"However, why has my mental strength inexplicably increased by a large margin?
"Why is that?"
Mo Fan was a little stunned.
After thinking for a while, Mo Fan couldn't think of a reason, so he stopped thinking about it and continued to deal with the red-clothed ghost.
"While I suddenly become stronger, and before the female ghost in red has reacted, I have to torture her!"
Mo Fan estimated that the battle strength level of the red-clothed female ghost will rise tomorrow, reaching a state equal to or even stronger than himself.
In this way, he will most likely be abused again.
Thinking of this, Mo Fan turned his breathing technique to the extreme, and unleashed his Golden Body Art and Vajra Fist desperately, beating the red-clothed female ghost madly.
...
Early the next morning, Mo Fan got up from the bed in a good mood.
"It's really comfortable, I was abused every day, and I finally got my revenge today!"
He smiled brightly, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and let the morning sun shine in, earnestly practicing the golden body art.
...
The endless mountains in the southern region are shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.
A figure wearing a large black robe, covered in blood, fell from the sky.
He quickly pinched a few seals, and after using a special method to break through the foggy formation, he stumbled towards the depths of the clouds.
Passing through the rows of buildings, he staggered to a magnificent palace.
"My subordinate Ming Kuang asks to see the leader!" Ming Kuang shouted loudly.
After a while, a cold voice sounded from the hall: "Come in."
Hearing this, Ming was overjoyed and hurriedly walked into the palace.
"My subordinates meet the leader!" Ming Kuang knelt down on one knee, his eyes full of piety.
On the throne directly above the palace, sat a tall body shrouded in black mist.
This person is the leader of the Demon Sect, and his cultivation is unfathomable.
Even Guiyuan Jiuzhong's madness is very afraid of him.
"This seat asked you and Ming Qing to explore Cangjian Peak, why are you the only one returning?
"Mission, failed?"
The voiceless voice of the leader of the Demon Sect rang out.
He spoke in a low voice.
But when it fell into Ming Kuang's ears, it was like a thunder burst, so frightened that he immediately fell to the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy:
"The sect leader, calm down! There is a sword immortal born in the sword pavilion! The two of us were discovered as soon as we arrived at the Tibetan Sword Peak! Ming Qing has died in battle..."
Hearing this, the figure on the icy throne was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting to encounter such a thing.
"Yuxu Academy has another Sword Immortal come out? How is this possible...
"The data shows that the elder of Jiange is still a few months away from reaching the one-hundred-year life-and-death threshold.
"And, with her aptitude, the possibility of her final fall is extremely high.
"how so…"
The voice of the leader of the Demon Sect, with no joy and no sorrow, finally brought a bit of emotion, and an indescribable look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
The word Sword Immortal.
has been imprinted in his soul.
The birth of Sword Immortal will surely crush an era.
These people, no matter how strong, can only be green leaves in the end.
But he was the leader of the Demon Sect after all.
In just an instant, he calmed down, looked at Ming Kuang who was kneeling on the ground, and said slowly:
"So, the injury on your body was caused by the Sword Immortal of the Yuxu Academy?"
Ming Kuang shook his head and said quickly:
"The injury on the subordinate's body was caused by the use of the forbidden technique of the demon race and was caused by the backlash..."
At that time, in order to escape, he had to cast a forbidden technique.
Although he never felt that he was locked by breath.
But he didn't dare to gamble, so he could only run away desperately.
To this end, he used the forbidden technique of the demon race, tearing apart the space all the way, switching places in a circuitous way, and ran all over the small blue star before escaping back.
The escape along the way has completely consumed his eight hundred years of life!
Hearing Ming Kuang's words, the leader of the Demon Sect immediately frowned and said coldly:
"Do you really have the strength of a sword fairy?"
"It's absolutely true!" Ming Kuang said quickly.
"Hmph, if the opponent is a Sword Immortal, how can you have a chance to escape?
"Even with the help of the magic circle of the Demon Race, it is impossible.
"Sword Immortal takes action, slashing Guiyuan like slashing ants, and without waiting for the ripples in the space to take effect, he can kill you with a single sword!"
Hearing this, Ming Kuang was also stunned.
He had actually thought about this.
Why was he able to escape from the peerless sword fairy?
Is it lucky?
Yes, just luck!
Perhaps at that time, Jian Xian happened to be in a hurry and had no time to take care of him.
Or maybe there was something wrong with the Sword Immortal's state. After killing Ming Qing with one blow, he didn't have the energy to deal with him.
In either case, Ming Kuang considers himself lucky.
Good **** luck!
Save a life before the gate of hell!
As for the person who killed Ming Qing, was he a Sword Immortal?
Mother without a doubt!
Except for Sword Immortal, no one in Yuxu Academy can completely kill Ming Qing at the peak of Guiyuan with a single blow!
Thinking of this, Ming Kuang took a deep breath and explained the events of that day in detail.
After listening to Ming Kuang's narration, the Demon Sect fell silent.
After a while, he regained his expressionless face and said slowly:
"The high priest who can kill the top priest of Guiyuan's peak with one blow must have the strongest combat power, there is no doubt about this.
"But there must be something strange about the Sword Pavilion Sword Immortal being able to let you go.
"Maybe she's in a bad state.
"It's possible that something else just happened to be delayed.
"Or maybe she wants to let you come back to report on purpose, so that the demons know that the sword pavilion sword fairy is born again, to deter the world—
"Of course, there is another possibility..."
Speaking of which, the leader of the Demon Sect was silent.
"What's the possibility?" Ming Qing was startled and asked quickly.
"The other party is not a sword fairy, but a life talisman formed by the light of the sword fairy's primordial spirit..."
Speaking of this, the leader of the Demon Sect shook his head:
"This possibility is very low, there are not many Xeons in the world.
"The sword immortals of the Yuxu Academy have long since fallen.
"Even if there are sword talismans left behind during their lifetime, after they fall, the light of the primordial spirit on the sword talisman will quickly dissipate and turn into ordinary paper."
Speaking of which, the leader of the Demon Sect took a small breath and continued:
"In either case, we shouldn't get involved right now.
"Report the situation to the demons and let them decide for themselves.
"This seat estimates that the plan that was originally far away will be advanced, perhaps within two months."
Speaking of this, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the Demon Sect leader.
"This world is going to be in chaos, and it's time for the Demon Sect to rise..."
After finishing speaking, the leader of the Demon Sect looked at Ming Kuang:
"You did a good job this time, the information is very valuable, and the mission merit is still yours, let's go."
Hearing this, Ming Kuang was overjoyed: "Thank you, Sect Master!"
...
Yuxu Academy.
Exterior doors.
After cultivating the Golden Body Art, taking a shower, and having breakfast, Mo Fan went straight out the door.
He first passed by No. 23 Spirit Medicine Garden, and then went directly to the Outer Gate Pill Daotang.
"No. 23 Spirit Medicine Garden has been banned...
"It seems that Liu Xiyan has already dealt with what happened last night.
"I'm afraid Li Xinghe has already left the No. 23 Spirit Medicine Garden.
"He's cautious..."
Mo Fan sighed slightly, feeling a little complicated.
Whether it is Liu Ji'an or Li Xinghe.
Mo Fan was very fond of them.
After all, people like them look like pious suitors on Dan's road, and it is difficult to associate with the image of a bad guy.
but now…
Mo Fan shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
After these two incidents, he also understood.
People cannot be simply distinguished by the labels "good people" and "bad people".
People are often complex and multi-faceted, and cannot be summarized by one or two labels.
Thinking of this, Mo Fan was stunned and felt that his mind was more thorough.
At this moment, he finally understood why his mental power had suddenly increased by a large margin.
That's because he has a clearer understanding of human nature and the world.
When the mind is sublimated, the spiritual power will naturally follow.
In the last life, he died unexpectedly just after the college entrance examination, when he was not yet eighteen years old.
In this life, he has just turned eighteen years old a few months ago.
Age may be forced to superimpose two generations.
But if you experience this stuff, you can't understand it if you don't reach that age, or if you don't experience some things.
While thinking about it, Mo Fan quickly came to the Pill Daotang.
Today, he is here to earn spirit stones.
Time to get rich!
(Ps: The plots of these two chapters are coherent and coherent, and they affect the reading experience separately, so they are published together...)