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Only inadvertently, an imperceptible surprise flashed across his eyes.

Because he discovered that the Book of the Gods had also been opened.

Lin Jin's vitality was coming one after another, and on the book of the gods in the Lingtai, the blue vortex was also constantly spinning.

Every time a strand of vitality is captured, the vortex quickly absorbs it.

After a short while, on the pages of the book inside, a ball of beating vitality suddenly appeared.

Mo Chen's heart was pounding.

Last time, he discovered that since Lin Jin's seal on the Book of Gods was untied, the book could sense Lin Jin's aura and interpret it.

The first time I sensed Lin Jin's Shengyue Liuguang, this book interpreted a complete skill.

This time Lin Jin's main tactic was still Shengyue Liuguang.

However, this book did not continue to interpret a repetitive skill, but directly interpreted it as a mass of vitality.

A cloud of Mo Chen can absorb the energy it uses at any time.

How can this not surprise him?

The meaning it brings is not just a mass of vitality, but a future with infinite possibilities.

For Mo Chen, the thickness of vitality is a hurdle that cannot be avoided if he wants to deal with the bosses to the end.

But after all, he is just a mortal who has only been in the world for more than ten years. Even if he works hard, it is impossible for him to catch up with the gods who have existed for tens of thousands of years in such a short time.

Without the support of vitality, no matter how advanced the skills and exercises are, they are just in appearance.

And now, the Book of the Gods provided him with an unusual source of vitality.

Interpret the vitality of the opponent and use it for me.

The stronger the vitality of the opponent, the deeper the vitality will be interpreted.

From this point of view, if he can interpret it well enough, Mo Chen can even completely use the vitality thrown by his opponents and throw them back to attack himself.

This is simply a worthless business.

The only disadvantage is that the book of the gods is on the spiritual altar on the forehead, which is a relatively awkward position.

Because when the opponent attacks, the strong vitality contains the ultimate move, and he can't be foolish enough to catch it with his head.

That's not fighting, that's courting death at all.

But after he took the move, what Lingtai could sense was only part of the escaped vitality, not even a tenth of this move.

This is also very frustrating.

Obviously, the vitality coming over is rushing like a great river, but I can only absorb some small splashes, which is really a waste.

Waste is a great crime.

If only this book could be moved to another place.

Let it out, right in front of you?

As soon as the opponent came up with a move, the book was opened, and wow, all the fierce, tyrannical, fiery, and icy brains were all taken in.

Snapped.

When the books are closed, the smoke disappears.

Very handsome.

But also very eye-catching.

For such a weird thing, many people will definitely ask. Although it is not difficult to fabricate a classic lie about an unknown dead bone in a mysterious cave under a cliff, it is too eye-catching after all.

And with the old man, this method will definitely not work.

As soon as the giant book appeared, the organ was destroyed, and the seal was released, all of these were enough to make the bad old man run away in place.

"How about, palm?"

The palm is a good place, and it is extremely convenient to operate.

Thinking that he was in the middle of the battle, he suddenly stretched out a hand, the palm opened, and the azure vortex swirled rapidly, sucking away all the fierce vitality of the opponent.

Then with a wave of his hand, overwhelming vitality gushed out.

This picture is just like the steel shrimp seen on the big screen in the previous life.

Handsome, awesome, domineering, and scumbag.

"Okay, just do it."

However, Mo Chen soon realized that he had thought too much just now.

The book couldn't be moved at all.

The book seemed to have taken root in his altar, no matter how hard Mo Chen tried, it didn't move at all.

"Fuck. Did this thing grow on me?"

This is probably the ghost of the bad old man.

In order to prevent Mo Chen from tampering with the book, he directly decided to kill this thing.

If you can't move, you have to find another way.

As the old saying goes, if the mountain cannot come up, then only I can walk over it.

The book couldn't move, so I had to find a way to get my head closer.

In order to avoid greater danger, the skills must be mastered in advance!

So everyone on the sidelines noticed that Mo Dust had suddenly changed his style of play and made a series of extremely weird postures, which looked very strange.

Bending, hooking back, shrugging shoulders, curling hands, nodding...

Every time he received a move, Mo Chen nodded and bowed while making a move, as if he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't lower his head or raise his hands a little.

Even if it was a trick that could be taken by twisting his body and making a wrong step, he would deliberately twist his body, bend down and raise his hands, and respond with extremely unnatural postures.

That appearance is a bit like a chicken pecking rice while pawing, and a bit like a fish chasing bait in the water.

"Look at Senior Brother Mo, he looks so strange." The female disciples of Xiangyang Peak next to him finally said.

"Really, he...he looks like a shrimp..."

A group of female disciples suddenly laughed out loud.

At this time, Zhong Xiaowan only had full admiration and appreciation for Mo Chen.

In her opinion, every step that Senior Mo made was extremely meaningful.

So Zhong Xiaowan watched it with extra care.

"Senior Brother Mo's posture is indeed a bit unusual..."

After watching for a while, Zhong Xiaowan felt that she had caught the key point.

"Senior Brother Mo's weird postures are only seen when receiving Lin Jin's tricks."

"Could it be that this is guiding Lin Jin again?"

"Or, Brother Mo is practicing a strange technique?"

Lin Jin also noticed the strangeness of Mo Chen.

Frowning, he said coldly, "Senior Brother Mo, what are you doing?"

Chapter 23 The Prodigal Son

Lin Jin and Mo Chen fought directly, and his feeling was stronger than others.

In his eyes, Mo Chen's behavior could no longer be called weird.

Simply inexplicable.

Obviously one hand has already taken it, but the head still has to move up.

Obviously a wrong step has been dodged, but he insisted on turning back and taking it again.

Is this guy out of his mind?

But inadvertently, doubts arose in Lin Jin's heart.

If Mo Chen's cultivation is really weaker than his, then he should find it difficult to parry, how can he have time to do these things?

"Could it be...is this a special technique?"

There are tens of thousands of exercises in the world, and weird movements also emerge in endlessly.

Even the famous sect like the Qingli Sect, and the "Youlong Lingxu" is famous for its delicate, changeable, elegant and agile movements.

Although Mo Chen's movements looked extremely ugly and didn't have the slightest sense of elegance and agility, the weirdness was even worse.

"Luo Qier, what do you think?" Qing Luo asked suddenly, but it was the girl in the apricot-yellow dress who had been pouting and looking unkind.

Luo Qier's aptitude is excellent, she has already reached the peak of Qi Entraining Seventh Layer Realm, and is only one step away from breaking the realm.

In fact, if she hadn't been too obsessed with body skills, she should have rushed to the eighth level of entraining qi last year.

She has practiced to the ninth level of the first form of [Longyou Hundred Changes] in the Qingli School [Youlong Lingxu].

When this body technique is used, it is really astonishing like a dragon swimming, changing and disappearing.

Many senior brothers and sisters who are much higher than her cultivation level can't catch up with her.

Qingluo has been out for a few years and only recently returned to the sect. The older disciples are okay and are familiar with each other, but these young disciples only know the general idea.

So I took this opportunity to get to know the disciples better, and to see the eyes of the young disciples.

Luo Qier didn't want to answer at first, but it was Elder Qingluo who asked the question, and she had to answer, so she could only reply: "This guy twists and turns his body, he doesn't know how to do it, and he doesn't seem to have any matching skills."

"The disciple's eyesight is clumsy, I really can't see why he is acting like this."

Talking to Qingluo, Luo Qier lowered her voice on purpose, but she could still hear her voice clear and clear, with a hint of clattering. Presumably this girl usually has a rather cheerful personality.

"Hmm!" Qing Luo nodded with satisfaction.

Mo Chen's actions really had nothing to do with his body skills.

From Qingluo's point of view, Mo Chen should have realized that Lin Jin's cultivation has surpassed him faintly, and in order to avoid too much embarrassment, he made these tricks just to please the public.

She noticed that Luo Qier's demeanor was a little different, and she looked at Mo Chen with undisguised hostility from beginning to end.

Qing Luo couldn't help being a little curious, and asked, "You and Na Mo Chen also have old rifts?"

Luo Qier suddenly blushed.

After muttering for a while, he managed to utter a word: "No...no."

"Huh? Really not?" Qingluo has so much experience, if she really doesn't have it, why does this girl have to be so coy?

Thinking of what happened before, could it be that this Mo Chen was promiscuous everywhere, and also treated Luo Qier lightly?

Or...then Mo Chen actually did more nasty things in Xiangyang Peak?

Next to Luo Qier, a girl with apricot eyes and clear brows said sharply, "That's because Mo Chen and his bastards went to Xiangyang River to take a peek at taking a bath last year, and happened to see Luo Qier..."

A group of female cultivators were in an uproar immediately, and the eyes of Mo Chen were filled with the words "pervert" immediately, with a fierce look.

The expressions of some female disciples also became extremely unnatural.

Xiangyang River was originally the boundary of Xiangyang Peak. How many of these female disciples have never bathed in it?

Who knows that there are thieves peeping in the dark nearby?

Min Qinghe bit her finger and continued, "Why do you think Luo Qier practiced [You Long Ling Xu] so hard? It was because of that incident..."

Luo Qier's delicate face flushed red, and she slapped her backhand, annoyed, "Min Qinghe, why are you chewing your tongue?"

"I wasn't the only one that day, weren't you there? You were peeped too!"

Min Qinghe quickly walked away with a cry, and couldn't help but giggled and said, "I didn't, I just went there that day, and I haven't had time to take off my clothes yet..."

Qingluo's face suddenly became gloomy.

This Mo Chen is simply running amok and lawless.