Chen Mo has not yet understood the "Ten Thousand Trees Changchun Art" and sees that the Spirit Plant Boy Competition is near, Chen Mo will not give up hope for this art for the time being.

But I never thought that there was still a chance to understand the "Ten Thousand Woods Changchun Art" on this Kongsang Qianshan Boat? I thought that my master knew his wood spirit roots well, and that he also made him realize Kongsang Qianshan Boat, which must be really beneficial.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo was not interested in the matter of Erhuang with Mr. Qin? Instead, he looked up at the cabin in front of him.

The cabin is just like what Chen Mo saw. Now looking closely, it makes people feel like a mulberry fruit, but half exposed on the deck.

Curious, Chen Mo couldn't help but reach out and touched it. The touch that came from was neither gold nor wood. If it weren't for the strange toughness, it would be the touch of the fruit.

"I just don't know what's the mystery of this fruit cabin?" Chen Mo did not withdraw his hand, but touched his chin and pondered.

But at this time, he was kicked in his butt, and he heard Mr. Qin shouting: "What are you pretending to be deep here? I took the risk to bring you in, which is what you can sense."

"But..." Chen Mo wanted to sense it carefully, but hesitated when he thought about the noise that had been caused before.

"What's the point?" Old Qin raised his eyebrows and tried to kick Chen Mo's ass again, but then he didn't know what he thought of, but said to Chen Mo: "Come with me."

Chen Mo didn't know what Qin Lao Hulu sold, but he didn't want to miss this rare opportunity to visit the inner boat, so he had to keep up with him honestly again.

Before he could travel for a while, Old Qin stayed at a location in the cabin, which looked no different from it.

Chen Mo saw Old Qin solemnly take out a small mulberry leaf-shaped object from his arms and stick it to the cabin. At this moment, silently, a hole was opened in the cabin, just like a door.

"Old Qin, can you open this?" Chen Mo was curious when he saw it, and couldn't help but sigh at the magic of this old man. It seemed that he had a way to do anything.

Old Qin glared at his eyes and shouted at Chen Mo: "I have been in this Kongsang Xianmen for so long, and I have worked hard without credit. If the boys dare not give me a key to the cabin, I will see that I will not settle the score with them."

Those boys, could they refer to the head and elders? Chen Mo was amazed, but he understood that Mr. Qin should have a high level of seniority in the sect.

While thinking, Old Qin had already flashed into the cabin and called Chen Mo to follow. Chen Mo did not dare to delay, so he entered the cabin from the entrance.

As soon as he entered the cabin, Chen Mo felt as if he was stepping on a tough fruit. However, the spiritual energy here was amazing and five points better than the underground cave. After careful sensation, this spiritual energy was even thicker than the lower-grade mist grass he lit.

"I didn't expect that this cabin is still a good place to practice." Chen Mo couldn't help but say to himself. When he looked up, he was in a light red passage. On both sides of the passage were neatly arranged hexagonal doors. At first glance, there were at least hundreds of rooms.

At the end of the passage is a staircase of the same color that goes straight downward, and I don’t know where to lead.

At this time, Old Qin took out another small mulberry leaf-shaped object from his arms and stuck it on a door. As soon as the small mulberry leaf was pasted, the hexagonal door opened with a creaking sound.

"You're a kid. Go in quickly, I'm so limited in time." As he spoke, Old Qin urged repeatedly.

Chen Mo walked into the room with amazement, and could not figure out why Mr. Qin was like a treasure bag? There was no place that stumped him!

But Chen Mo was tactful and did not ask questions. This old man was not serious, and he might not be able to find a result after asking.

After entering the room, Chen Mo subconsciously looked around. There was nothing else in the entire light red room except a cushion and a mysterious formation carved on the ground.

What’s amazing is that the three walls in this room except the door are light red walls at first glance, but if you concentrate your eyes, you can blur the scene outside.

This was a bit interesting. Chen Mo's mind moved, and the spiritual energy in his body moved towards his eyes. With the blessing of the spiritual energy, he looked at the red wall and became completely transparent. The sky outside and the people on the deck could see clearly.

Moreover, with the thoughts, the scenery can be pulled closer and farther within a certain range, which is very magical.

"Is it interesting?" Old Qin suddenly asked Chen Mo with his hands behind his back.

"It's interesting." Chen Mo replied subconsciously.

But he didn't expect that Old Qin knocked Chen Mo's head angrily and shouted to Chen Mo: "If there is no war in this room, this sect may not be able to come in for ten years. Are you surprised to see me?"

Chen Mo's head was so painful that he was knocked, but he didn't dare to lose his temper with Mr. Qin, so he had to stop his spiritual power and stand aside.

"Just go to the cushion and feel it carefully. I'm waiting outside... Remember, don't touch the formation with spiritual power. This is the formation brought by the spiritual boat. All the monks in the room need to work together to drive the formation and develop various wonderful uses. If you move, you will startle others and be punished. I don't care." Old Qin was not long-winded, and told Chen Mo the important point, so he took his treasure wine pot out of the room. It seemed that he really wanted to protect Chen Mo and let him sense the wonders of the Kongsang Qianshan Boat.

Chen Mo was moved and thought that Mr. Qin must have taken risks for him. He dared not waste time. He quickly sat on the cushion, closed his eyes and began to sense the boat of the Hunsang Qianshan Mountain.

When the mind calmed down, Chen Mo's wooden spiritual root with the talent of sensing spiritual planting felt a huge vitality at the first time, just like a surging waves surrounding Chen Mo.

"It's indeed a spiritual plant in the ground level, or a growth type." Chen Mo shouted softly, no longer distracted. "The Story of Ten Thousand Woods Changchun" pointed directly at the vitality of the spiritual plant. Now facing such vigorous vitality, the benefits of practicing the "The Story of Ten Thousand Woods Changchun" are self-evident.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo became more calm and attentive, almost mobilizing all the power of spiritual roots to begin to sense this vitality carefully.

Old Qin was lazily lying outside the door, looking at Chen Mo's eyes closed and sensing, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes, but hesitated.

"The fourth level of Qi training can really practice "The Changchun Art of Ten Thousand Woods"? Could it be that I am fascinated by the eyes, and I will be a living horse, right?" Unwrapping the wine pot, Mr. Qin took another sip of wine, and he didn't understand why he admired and trusted the boy who was not very talented in spiritual roots in front of him so much.

Is he able to stand his mind and read miscellaneous books for a month or two in Zangling Pavilion?

Or do you think that he can surprise him every time he cannot practice spiritual skills? Or is this kid's amazing understanding of spiritual skills?

Mr. Qin himself couldn't explain it clearly, but when he remembered Chen Mo's stern use of spiritual techniques in front of him, even though he had an amazing understanding, he could not escape hard practice every day.

"I'm a good boy. Forget it, even if I can't comprehend the "Ten Thousand Woods Changchun Art", it doesn't matter. Anyway, I, Kongsangmen, have been practicing this spiritual technique for almost a thousand years." Old Qin took another sip of wine.

But at this moment, Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Old Qin with a confused look on his face, and said only: "Old Qin, it's not enough."
Chapter completed!