"The Original Practice of Northern Spirit?"

Mu Chen was slightly stunned when he heard this. The Northern Spirit Origin is a very famous dangerous place in the Northern Spirit Realm. It has a vast area and is full of ferocious spirit beasts. From time to time, there will be exploration teams entering it to hunt spirit beasts. Moreover, there are many rare materials and spiritual medicines in the Northern Spirit Origin. It is considered a treasure land. Of course, if you want to get the treasure, the premise is that you must have enough strength, otherwise, you may not be able to get the treasure and have to leave your life there.

Because of the rich resources of the Northern Spirit Origin, sometimes even Mu Chen's father would personally lead his subordinates into the Northern Spirit Origin, and every time he entered, he would inevitably have a very fierce battle.

"Yes, our Beiling Academy is in heaven. Every time we have some time, we will organize students to go to the Northern Spirit Origin to practice, because only real actual combat can have the effect of honing people."

Tang Qianer nodded and smiled, "This kind of practice allows two people to form a team, and if the final result is ranked among the top three, there will be special rewards."

"Reward? What is it?" Mu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It is said that this time it is the Soul Pill." Tang Qian'er thought for a while and said.

"Spiritual Pill?" Mu Chen was slightly surprised. This kind of spiritual pill is said to be very beneficial to beginners who have just started practicing. The spiritual pill has gentle power and will not leave any sequelae. It is similar to his mid-stage strength in the spiritual realm. If he takes it, he may be able to reach the late stage of the spiritual realm within a very fast time.

"Well, if I can obtain a Spiritual Pill, I should be able to enter the late stage of the Spiritual Realm and prepare for the post-strike to the Spiritual Wheel Realm." Tang Qianer said.

"How to judge the level of this score?" Mu Chen asked curiously, obviously the Yunling Pill raised his interest.

"It's very simple. It depends on who kills the largest number of spirit beasts and the highest level." Tang Qianer said: "Because all students in the entire heaven have the opportunity to participate, so the competitiveness is extremely strong, so I plan to pull you up."

"I am only in the middle stage of the Agile Realm. You shouldn't find stronger talents in this teaming choice, right? And I think with Sister Qian'er's charm, there are a lot of talented people who want to form a team with you, right?" Mu Chen said with a smile.

"Don't you?" Tang Qian'er hummed softly, then raised the dark red jade slip in her hand.

"I can't ask for it, but if I don't get the dizzy pill, you can't blame me for dragging me back." Mu Chen smiled. What he said was not a polite word. After all, he now looks like he is in the middle stage of the spiritual realm. There are many more suitable candidates in the Beiling Academy than him.

Tang Qian'er thought for a moment, then chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter if I can't get it. I am confident that even if I don't rely on the spiritual pill, I can still reach the spiritual wheel realm within one year."

As she said that, she gently turned the jade slip with her slender fingers, glanced at Mu Chen with a beautiful look, and said, "And I don't like to team up with others."

"Since Sister Qian'er looks down on me so much, I have to sacrifice my life to accompany me. Sister Qian'er is relieved. Even if she fights her life, she will definitely help you save the Spirit Pill." Mu Chen pretended to be heroic and patted his chest, but his face was filled with a smile.

"Good and smooth-tongued." Tang Qian'er stared at him with a slightly red face and said angrily.

"Then this spiritual technique?" Mu Chen looked at the jade slip in Tang Qianer's hand with a smile.

"Not to be an example."

Tang Qian'er snorted, then held the spiritual technique and turned around and walked out of the spiritual technique room. Seeing this, Mu Chen hurriedly followed.

At the gate of the Ling Jue Room, Tang Qian'er registered the Spirit Jue. When the old man who was managing the Spirit Jue Room saw this dark red Spirit Jue, he looked at Tang Qian'er in surprise and hesitated. After all, the "Sen Luo Death Seal" is a little too famous. Although Tang Qian'er meets the conditions, he really doesn't want to see such a watery girl being harmed by this Spirit Jue.

Mu Chen was slightly anxious when he saw the old man hesitating. He knew that Old Man Qin in the Spiritual Arts Room was an extremely pedantic and stubborn person. If he didn't like him, no one could take the Spiritual Arts out of him. And although the old man seemed to be dying, his strength was real in the late stage of the Spiritual Wheel Realm. He could enter the Spiritual Soul Realm by one step. There were many arrogant students who suffered a great loss in his hands.

Fortunately, Tang Qianer was obviously very capable of this kind of old man. A pure smile appeared on his pretty cheeks. A sweet Grandpa Qin made the old man nodded happily. Finally, after giving some advice, he handed the spiritual technique to Tang Qianer.

Mu Chen followed Tang Qian'er out of the Spiritual Art Room speechlessly. The latter smiled proudly at him and threw the jade slip to him.

"Thanks to you."

Mu Chen took the jade slip and played with it. There was a hint of joy in his black eyes. Then he smiled at Tang Qian'er and said, "Looking at Jin Yue, if it weren't for Tang Qian'er, even if he had reached his authority, it would be difficult for him to borrow this spiritual technique from the stubborn old man Qin."

Tang Qian'er smiled and then looked at the jade slip in Mu Chen's hand a little helplessly: "Be careful, if there is anything wrong, stop practicing immediately."

"Well, then I'll go back first." Mu Chen held the jade slip, and was already a little impatient. He waved to Tang Qian'er, then turned around and left quickly.

The girl looked at Mu Chen's quick departure and couldn't help but pouted her rosy little mouth, this piece of wood.

...

The cold moonlight poured down from the sky, turned into beams of light, falling into the quiet room. In that room, the boy sat cross-legged, with his dark eyes staring tightly at a dark red jade slip in his hand.

Mu Chen stared at the jade slip for a moment, then gently pressed it on his forehead. As his spiritual power was circulating, he saw that the surface of the jade slip also began to flash with a dark red light.

As the light flashed, a large amount of information flowed out of the jade slip and finally poured into Mu Chen's mind.

Mu Chen closed his eyes tightly and accepted the practice method of "Senluo Death Seal". After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. His black eyes were filled with thought.

After all, the "Senluo Death Seal" was so famous before, so even Mu Chen did not dare to be too careless. Instead, he repeatedly read the methods of cultivation several times before he started practicing.

Mu Chen sat cross-legged, his hands were connected, and his fingertips were wrapped into a rather strange seal. When his mind moved, he could see that the dark light on his body flashed, and a trace of dark spiritual power began to linger in his palm.

The dark spiritual power is like a small black snake. With the changes in Mu Chen's seal, it constantly twists in its palms. Looking faintly, it seems that it is gradually forming a black light seal.

Click.

However, the condensation of this light seal is obviously not easy. Therefore, before the seal is solidified, a subtle sound is heard, and the entangled dark spiritual power is broken.

Mu Chen didn't mind this first failure. If the "Senluo Death Seal" could be successfully cultivated so easily, he would not have such great interest.

With a little restrained mind, Mu Chen started again.

Click.

fail.

Click.

Failed again.

Time passed quickly, but Mu Chen was practicing tirelessly again and again. His seals on his hands gradually became proficient from the beginning, and the speed of the spiritual power was gathering faster and faster.

The slender hands were like butterflies passing through flowers, changing their curves. In the palm of the palm, the dark spiritual power was twisted, and the black light seal had become much clearer, faintly, as if there was a cold wave emitted.

Mu Chen stared at the black light seal that was about to take shape, but his mind was extremely tense. He had failed in this last step too many times before.

Mu Chen's fingertips changed again, and a trace of dark spiritual power flowed into the black light seal.

Buzz!

The black light seal suddenly trembled at this moment, and a buzzing sound came out. Then the black light began to converge, and finally turned into a black light seal, slowly imprinting it in Mu Chen's palm.

Just as the light seal was sealed on Mu Chen's palm, his whole body suddenly became tense, because the next step was the most dangerous step. The two seniors who had practiced the "Senluo Death Seal" were shocked at this step and their meridians were broken.

boom!

The black light seal was sealed in the palm of the palm. Soon, Mu Chen noticed that an extremely violent wave erupted from the light seal, and then rushed in along the meridians of the palm.

That look is like destroying all the meridians along the way.

"Buzz!"

Fortunately, Mu Chen was prepared, and the dark spiritual power in the sea of ​​qi rumbled out at this time, and then collided with the violent fluctuation.

The low buzzing sound seemed to erupt in Mu Chen's body.

The fluctuation from the "Senluo Death Seal" was extremely violent, like a wild beast, hitting the blocked dark spiritual power, trying to destroy it all.

But the dark spiritual power cultivated by the Great Buddha Art is obviously not as easy to deal with as it imagined.

Faced with that violent impact, the ghostly spiritual power completely revealed his domineering surname, and resisted the impact with an extremely tough and oppressive attitude.

Boom boom.

The impact continued in waves, but Mu Chen did not dare to relax at all. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead. If he could not resist it at this time, he would probably be severely injured.

The spiritual power in the Qi Sea was drawn out by Mu Chen for a long time. As he tried his best to resist, the impact lasted for about ten minutes and finally began to gradually weaken.

When Mu Chen noticed that the impact had completely disappeared, his tight body suddenly collapsed, his sweat wet his clothes, and he kept breathing heavily in his mouth.

However, although his body was extremely tired, Mu Chen's eyes were filled with excitement. He opened his right hand slightly trembling, and there was a black seal inscription between his palms that made people feel cold.

"Has it been successful..."

Mu Chen looked at the black mark in his palm, and a smile of relief finally spread out from the corner of his mouth.

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