On the other hand, Chen Mo didn't feel that he was "persistent" when reading books every day, but of course he would not come forward to correct the great misunderstanding of other disciples. After all, Mr. Qin has repeatedly mentioned that he would keep silent about everything in the Tibetan Ling Pavilion. If he talked too much, he would probably displeased Mr. Qin. I'm afraid that this moody old man would drive Chen Mo out directly.

Staying in the Tibetan Pavilion, Chen Mo can gain something every day, not only increasing his knowledge, but also giving him a deeper understanding of the cultivation itself, which is obviously more important.

Therefore, in less than a month, Chen Mo's cultivation level was faster than he had expected. Now the fourth meridian has been opened, and the fifth meridian has been opened more than half. I don't know if it is because of the above reasons or because the magical spiritual valley porridge of the lower grade Ling Valley was added.

But the only thing that disappointed Chen Mo was the eight low-grade spiritual valley seeds planted in the space. Although seven of the spiritual valleys were fuller than those planted by Chen Mo before and had more spiritual energy, they still did not reach the height of the low-grade spiritual valley, and there was no golden thread on the surface.

Only the first Ling Valley, which had been watered half of the Lingquan, formed a lower-grade Lingqu Valley. The reason is also obvious - the Lingquan is insufficient.

Before, all the spiritual springs in the entire stone pit could plant an ordinary spiritual valley into a lower-grade spiritual valley. Now it is divided into eight proportions. Even if the following spiritual valley is used as seeds, only one of them has grown.

Chen Mo was a little regretful, and his desire for spirit stones reached its peak. As long as he had enough spirit stones, the spirit spring would not be as difficult as it is now.

In desperation, Chen Mo had no choice but to settle for the second best, concentrated on watering the limited spiritual springs, and tried to steadily cultivate the lower-grade spiritual valley.

Now the Lingquan Stone Pit has grown a circle because of the spiritual stones. After some attempts, Chen Mo found that while ensuring the healthy growth of mist grass and other ordinary spiritual valleys, the remaining spiritual springs are just enough to irrigate two low-grade spiritual valleys.

Chen Mo did not dare to ask for more, so he planted according to this method. In less than a month, he harvested many times. In addition to taking it, he still had five kilograms of low-grade spiritual valley, and more than ten kilograms of ordinary spiritual valley were left, which made him feel a little more comfortable.

However, when it comes to mist grass, Chen Mo was a little worried. The growth time required for this spiritual plant seems to be very long, unlike the spiritual valley, which can be harvested every five days. After so long, the germination has long sprouted, and long vines have grown along the wooden stand, but they still do not grow leaves. I don’t know when they will be waiting.

On this day, the night moon was clear. After reading a jade slip, Chen Mo opened his eyes and was about to get another one, he realized that his hand was empty.

Chen Moru woke up in his dreams and realized that after this month, he had already read all the books that were so tall.

Every time he finished reading a book or a jade slip, Chen Mo would carefully blow away the dust on it and put it aside. Looking at the neat piles of books beside him, he felt a little disappointed.

After stretching his body, Chen Mo exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at the rows of bookshelves in the Zangling Pavilion, which were filled with the real spiritual techniques he had dreamed of.

Mr. Qin once said that if you want to read these jade slips, you have to contribute to the sect. Otherwise, you can pay the spirit stone.

But if a jade slip that only records the yellow-grade low-grade spiritual skills, if you want to read it, you have to take out ten low-grade spiritual stones, which are more expensive than most yellow-grade spiritual plants. Not to mention that Chen Mo does not have it, even if he has so many spiritual stones, he probably prefers to exchange spiritual plants. After all, spiritual plants are what he is more interested in.

"Just get here." Chen Mo said in his heart.

Nowadays, there are so many things to do, so I am worried. I have been in this library for a month and I have gained a lot. Although I have no substantial spiritual stones, I still have two months of rest period. Chen Mo feels that it is time to earn some spiritual stones.

Thinking of this, he stood up to wipe the dust, turned his head to look at Mr. Qin, and found that the latter was still sleeping soundly after drinking the wine he brought.

Worried about disturbing Mr. Qin, Chen Mo lowered his pace and prepared to leave alone.

But unexpectedly, just as he crossed the threshold, Old Qin's lazy voice came from behind:

"But you finished reading?"

Old Qin was actually awake. Chen Mo turned around, bowed his hand, and said:

"Disciple has finished reading."

Chen Mo originally thought that Mr. Qin called him, but he just wanted to say something, "After leaving today, I have to bring wine to me every day." However, he didn't expect that Mr. Qin, who has never been nostalgic, turned over and sat up from his recliner that had not moved for thousands of years, picked up the cigarette pot and took a sip, and said:

"In this way, I will test you."

"Test me?" Chen Mo frowned slightly, wondering where Mr. Qin was making a fuss.

"I ask you what does the book "Fire Arrow Technique" mean in "What does it mean to use qi to move fire, and use nature to determine ignition?"

Seeing that Mr. Qin really wanted to take the test, Chen Mo didn't think much about it, so he expressed his experience of reading books over the past few days:

"I have never learned the fire arrow technique and do not know how to practice qi, but I guessed that I need to use spiritual power to activate the external spiritual energy, gather and run quickly, and then use the fire hand seal to ignite it."

On the other hand, Old Qin looked at Chen Mo with a surprising look, nodded slightly, then stood up, slowly paced in the cabinet, and asked again:

"Then how to form the Lihuo Hand Seal to be considered clever?"

...

The old and the young asked and answered questions in this Tibetan Ling Pavilion, and before they knew it, three incense sticks had passed.

Although Chen Mo did not answer smoothly, it was enough to make people see that he had really put in a lot of hard work this month.

Perhaps the wine brought these days has had some human affection. When Mr. Qin, who has always been careless, he would patiently explain to him when he found that what Chen Mo understood was wrong, and even personally used spiritual skills to demonstrate to him.

Chen Mo has seen only a handful of spiritual techniques so far. When he looked at the extremely agile firebird jumping and flying in Old Qin's hand, his heart was really aroused by some interest.

It was not until the moon was high that Mr. Qin's question ended. Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that it was getting late and he didn't want to waste all night, he returned to the house to practice.

"Come on, although you are stupid, you are still aware of arrogance and impetuousness, so I'll give it to you."

At this moment, Old Qin spit out a mouthful of white smoke and threw it at him, and a red light flew towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was shocked and hurriedly took it, and found that what fell into his hand was a jade slip. It was full of red, like a burning charcoal, with a faint light flowing. He could feel a hint of warmth in his hand.

"This is?"

Before Chen Mo could react, as the jade slip fell into his hands, the dark sandalwood door of Zangling Pavilion made a "bang" sound, and it closed tightly. The lights in the pavilion also went out, leaving only an old copper lamp between the two people with fire.

"The books and jade slips you have read before are actually laying a solid foundation for the jade slip in your hand. Only by reading these books and jade slips completely can you be sure to understand the fire spirit art from the "Fire and Fire True Record" in your hand."

Mr. Qin coughed twice, pointed at Chen Mo with a cigarette pot and said.

""Yanhuo Zhenlu"?" Chen Mo's pupils shrank, and when he looked at the jade slip in his hand carefully, he felt that the heat was getting more and more intense, which made his heart a little hot.

"It's really "The True Record of Fire"?"

He was still a little unbelievable, so he asked another question. After all, as a disciple of Kongsang, Chen Mo had certainly heard of the great name of "Yanhuo Zhenlu". This technique is mysterious and powerful. It is one of the two major mysterious spiritual techniques of this sect, and is known for its power.

"You guy is so beautiful. Even if you give it to you, can you practice it with your cultivation?" Old Qin sneered and looked at Chen Mo's head with a cigarette pot.

"This jade slip is only used to inflate the "Fire and Fire True Record", and only the fire spirit art records. Fire spirit art is better than a word of spiritual change. However, the more one can be realized by personal understanding, the higher the power it is. It depends on your own fortune. But even if you only understand the change of fireball, the power will never belong to the lower level spiritual art."

Looking at Chen Mo, Old Qin found that the boy who had always been calm also had a little excitement on his face. He seemed to be very satisfied with it. He nodded and suddenly threw away his previous lazy style. His face was rarely serious and said:

"In the past century, you are the first boy I like. If someone else had changed, even if the head of the sect came to ask me, I wouldn't give it to him. Do you understand?"

"You must remember to learn from me and never reveal any details to others. Otherwise, I will be broken by them in the threshold of the Tibetan Ling Pavilion."

Chen Mo thought to himself that Old Qin might have started bragging again. The leader of the sect is so capable that he will be as unbearable as Old Qin said. In his opinion, Old Qin's intention was nothing more than to make him flatter and bring him some wine.

He pretended not to know, and nodded in a deep voice: "Disciple, please obey."

Old Qin seemed to guess what Chen Mo was thinking, but he felt angry and didn't make any excuses. He just waved his hand and said in a leisurely voice: "Let's understand it here before you leave."
Chapter completed!