Mysterious World Tour

After a while, the figures in the water quietly dispersed. Tan Mo tensed up his nerves, not daring to relax at all, but as time went by, a strong sense of exhaustion made him drowsy.

Gritting his teeth, Tan Mo began to chant sutras.

At this moment, he was reciting the scriptures completely casually, and he didn't know what he was reciting. I did this just to cheer myself up.

After gradually recovering, Tan Mo exhaled and complained in his heart: "This 75% success rate is fake..."

The human face suddenly appeared above his head, which really scared him. He chanted the mantra, White Bone Temple, and Bodhi Prajna Sutra in succession, but... none of them were of any use.

The face kept coming closer to him.

Just at the end, when the human face was about to pounce on him, the bone relic that he had been wearing around his neck seemed to be stimulated and burst out with a malice that made Tan Mo extremely uncomfortable.

I felt chills all over my body, extremely uncomfortable, and had inexplicable heart palpitations.

But the appearance of malicious intent also made that human face disappear all of a sudden.

Tan Mo has not slept for three days. The first two days were fine. He entered such a Zen state and was able to regulate his body. Although he was chanting sutras, it was equivalent to a light sleep.

But now that the thing came, Tan Mo could no longer enter such a Zen state.

After all, he didn't have enough meditation skills.

However, Tan Mo did not ring the golden bell, even if it was close at hand.

The success rate he can see in his eyes can only provide him with a certain degree of help. If he wants to live well in this world, he still needs to rely on his own strength.

Right now, he is very close to mastering his own power!

How can you give up?

Even if it is to die on this white lotus platform, it is better than to live an ignoble existence! At this moment, an extremely strong will burst out in Tan Mo's heart. He wanted the spiritual root!

Only when you have spiritual roots can you practice cultivation!

Then, Tan Mo noticed that the pattern in his eyes flashed.

Information appeared in his mind, but it was no longer combined with the Bone Lotus.

Encountering an unknown powerful evil ghost, the success rate of evil ghost spiritual root birth is +1%!

Tan Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately realized that the success rate he could see in the pattern in his eyes was actually controlled by his main consciousness.

The more he desires something, the pattern will show the success rate of the thing related to his desire.

What he was thinking about before was that the sacrifice to the White Bone Lotus was successful, so there was a chance of success in combining the White Bone Lotus. What he wants most right now is to have spiritual roots, and the success rate has naturally changed accordingly.

"But what is the evil ghost spiritual root? The normal spiritual root has mutated? But the success rate of 1% should not have much impact and can be ignored."

Tan Mo was confused, and then he began to change the strongest thoughts deep in his heart.

He wants to live!

Live!

Survive these seven days!

The pattern finally flashed.

After swallowing the bone relics, the success rate of surviving seven days is +100%.

Tan Mo did not hesitate. The moment the relevant information emerged in his mind, he immediately swallowed the bone relic in his hand. There was no strange feeling in his body, but a coldness rushed straight to his forehead, making his brain start to feel dizzy. Get sinking.

"Wori, is this a sequelae?"

Tan Mo murmured, and then he couldn't hold on anymore. The strong feeling of exhaustion completely overwhelmed his willpower, and he fainted on the white lotus.

Stab!

Stab!

As if the bone fragments were rubbing against each other, the white lotus flower, which was originally just a dead object, suddenly closed up.

Crash, crash.

The sound of the water being stirred appeared again, and a figure slowly walked out of the water. Without the malicious obstruction of the release of the bone relic, this figure walked directly to the white lotus, and then pressed his pale palm on the closed white lotus.

Then, blend in instantly.

The pattern in Tan Mo's field of vision flashed again, but he could no longer pay attention to the information in his mind.

White bone lotus + white bone relic + unknown powerful evil ghost, the success rate of evil ghost spiritual root birth +100%.

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"Junior brother, I heard from senior brother that when he went in to look for you, he saw you asleep on the white lotus flower. How many days did you sleep?" Jing Xukong stared at Tan Mo in shock, "Why do you look like a starving ghost? of?"

Tan Mo put his face in a bowl of porridge, slurping it up like a cow. When he heard Jing Xukong's complaints, he raised his head, wiped his mouth, and said with a slightly distracted face, "I don't know, it just feels very good." Hungry, like I’m about to starve to death.”

"Then do you want another pot?" Jing Xukong asked.

"No, it's almost enough to drink from this bowl, but it's too bland in your mouth. Senior brother, can you get me some pickles?"

"The pickles are gone, but I still have two salted duck eggs. They are full of oil. They are delicious. Do you want them?"

"There are still salted duck eggs in the temple? Is this considered killing?" Tan Mo was stunned when he heard this.

"The outer courtyard is not allowed to eat, but the inner courtyard is allowed to eat. After all, we still need to practice martial arts to strengthen our bodies. We can't gain strength if we don't eat meat, but we can only eat three pure meats. Do you know what three pure meats mean?"

Tan Mo nodded. He knew about the three pure meats, so he said: "It is the meat of fish and animals that have not been seen, heard or suspected of being slaughtered for themselves."

"In addition, there are five pure meats and nine pure meats. But I think that is unnecessary. The three pure meats are enough." Jing Xukong said.

Tan Mo nodded and continued to take a sip of porridge.

He was brought out by Master Lotus from the cave under the temple. As soon as he woke up, he was extremely hungry. Because I am too hungry to eat, I can only drink porridge for a while.

After three large bowls of porridge went into his stomach, the man recovered and became less uncomfortable.

"You drink first and have a good rest. Get up early tomorrow. I will teach you boxing and kicking skills. You will polish your foundation first, and then you can start practicing formally."

Hearing the words "formal cultivation", Tan Mo couldn't help but ask: "Then how can we polish our foundation?"

"The moment you can feel the aura of the sun and the moon on your own, you have polished your foundation."

"Sun and Moon Spiritual Energy? Is that the purple energy of the rising sun in the morning? Is it the best spiritual energy?"

"Where does this go?" Jing Xukong shook his head after hearing this, "There are not so many divisions. Sun Spiritual Energy and Moon Spiritual Energy actually describe day and night. Spiritual energy does not distinguish between time and time. It is the same whenever you practice. It's just that you The body may not be able to bear it, because when the spiritual energy enters the body, it is like a knife. It is very painful and takes a long time to recover. "

"So how are the realms of cultivation divided?" Tan Mo asked another very critical question.

"There is no realm."

Tan Mo looked confused, "If you don't have a realm, how can you know who is strong and who is weak?"

"This is simple. First, look at your reputation, secondly, look at the years of practice, and thirdly, fight in person. The one who survives must be the best!"

Tan Mo: "..."

"I almost forgot to mention that the method I mentioned to judge strength is for people like us who have no bloodline and use some means to create spiritual roots. Those who have bloodline, they naturally have different realms."

"Why?" Tan Mo asked, does this spiritual root still have category discrimination?