Chapter 142 The night of the full moon is the day to pass on the power!

"Brother Guan, are you okay?"

After returning to their seats, Li Ran and Xiao Ping both couldn't help but laugh.

Guan Tianyu rolled up his sleeves, revealing his red and swollen arms, with a conspicuous fist mark visible, and said angrily:

"Do you think I'm fine?"

After saying that, Guan Tianyu picked up a pot of water on the table, drank it "ton to ton", burped and smacked his tongue: "Don't tell me, that boy named Peng Nai is so powerful. He is only in the realm of fugue, and if we look at his physical strength alone, he is probably already above me."

"When this person breaks through to the True My Realm, God knows how powerful he will be?"

After a pause, Guan Tianyu seemed to have thought of something, and then continued: "And this kid's sea of ​​consciousness is very strong. Even if I cast the Immobilization Spell, I couldn't completely immobilize him."

"Junior Brother Xiao, I'm afraid you'll be in big trouble if you meet him at the Grand Competition."

Guan Tianyu patted Chen Zhixing on the shoulder, with a look of sympathy on his face.

Chen Zhixing smiled and said: "Brother Guan, if you face off against the chief true successor of Beifeng, Gai Rong, this time, I'm afraid it won't be much better, right?"

Upon hearing this, Guan Tianyu suddenly frowned and his face fell.

In the previous competition between the two peaks, it was not his turn to face Giron.

But in this competition between the two peaks, the former chief true disciple of South Peak has withdrawn from the list of true disciples due to his age.

As a result, Guan Tianyu has now become the new chief of Nanfeng True Tradition.

The competition is naturally chief versus chief.

Therefore, Guan Tianyu's opponent in this competition was changed from his old rival Nie Xiaolong to Gairong!

"Hey, stop talking! What can I do? I'm desperate too!"

Guan Tianyu rubbed his eyebrows in pain.

In the blink of an eye, fifteen days passed.

The winter snow has gradually melted, and the mountains covered with white snow are gradually revealing some green branches.

During these fifteen days, Chen Zhixing finally practiced the core method to the fourth level of twisted control!

What is distortion control?

It refers to distorting the enemy's senses, manipulating and controlling the enemy's thoughts, and turning them into their own puppets!

That night.

A bright and huge full moon hangs high in the night sky.

Chen Zhixing wore a red shirt like a maple leaf and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

A servant approached softly and said, "Xiao Zhenzhuan, the peak leader is already waiting for you."

Chen Zhixing nodded, today's full moon night is the day that Mo Yuemei mentioned that he would pass on his skills.

He also wanted to see what kind of secret method could actually help a wandering person to forcibly ascend to the realm of the true self!

You know, Zhenwu Realm is not just some rotten cabbage on the street. No matter where it is placed in any force, it is the ultimate existence!

The patriarch of a family who can usually occupy a large city is only as good as Shingo.

Even among top powers such as Tianlan Holy Land and Ziwei Chen Family, Zhenwu Realm can serve as an elder and is the mainstay of a sect!

If there is a secret method to upgrade the Immortal Movement Realm to the True Self Realm, I am afraid that the strength of all the monks in the entire Dongxuan Territory will skyrocket by one level!

Following the boy's lead, Chen Zhixing walked all the way through the main hall of the peak, then passed through corridors and courtyards, and finally stopped in front of a wing door.

"Xiao Zhenzhuan, the leader of the peak is already waiting for you inside."

The young man said respectfully, then bowed and stepped back.

Chen Zhixing stood in front of the door of Zhu Hong's wing, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

"Ping'er, come in."

In the side room, Mo Yuemei's familiar voice came from the imperial sister's voice.

Chen Zhixing opened the door and stepped in, slightly startled.

I saw that the entire wing was filled with bunches of hanging white gauze curtains.

In the center of the wing, there was a bathtub, with hot and humid steam rising up from the tub, rendering the entire room hazy and blurry.

Chen Zhixing looked up and could vaguely see a beautiful figure sitting cross-legged behind a piece of hanging gauze.

The beautiful figure has a slender neck. Looking down, she can see a pair of indescribable plumpness and a slender waist that can be grasped.

Even through the gauze, you can see the beautiful curves of this figure.

The gauze blew slightly, making the figure become more hazy, giving the feeling of looking at flowers in the mist.

If it were someone with ordinary concentration, his blood would surge immediately after seeing this scene.

"Ping'er, take off your clothes and take a shower and change."

Mo Yuemei's voice came from behind the veil.

Chen Zhixing looked a little dazed.

This, this, this.

Is this teaching a true scripture?

"Ping'er." Mo Yuemei's voice came again.

"yes."

Chen Zhixing quickly cupped his hands, suppressed his thoughts, took off his clothes as instructed, and walked into the tub.

I saw a large pot of concoction boiling in the entire bathtub. It did not have the bitter taste of ordinary medicine, but had a faint fragrance.

"Sit down cross-legged, circulate your cultivation, and absorb the powerful medicinal properties in this concoction." Mo Yue said in a deep voice.

Chen Zhixing nodded, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

As Chen Zhixing stimulated his cultivation, countless pure spiritual energy immediately poured into Chen Zhixing's body through his pores along with the concoction in the bathtub.

"What a powerful medicinal property!"

Chen Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly.

This bucket of concoction is probably not simple. Just the treasures of heaven and earth that he can see with his naked eyes include thousand-year fairy essence, immortal flower, Tianyuan fruit, Xuanhuang True Liquid and other things.

To make such a pot of concoction, at least millions of spiritual stones are needed!

And millions of spirit stones are definitely an astonishing sum of money for any monk!

You know, if one of the Chen family's spiritual mines is mined, it will only amount to millions of spiritual stones!

This made Chen Zhixing feel a little moved.

It has to be said that what this peak leader Mo Yuemei has done for him has far exceeded what a master would do for an ordinary disciple!

As that huge amount of spiritual energy entered his body, the true energy in Chen Zhixing's divine sea suddenly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"She probably wants to use this pot of concoction first to help me cultivate to the ninth level of divine movement, right?"

Chen Zhixing's mind moved. While absorbing the medicinal properties, he revealed his cultivation bit by bit.

The third level of divine travel!

The fourth level of divine travel!

The fifth level of divine travel!

An hour later.

As the concoction in the bathtub was completely absorbed by Chen Zhixing.

Chen Zhixing also improved his cultivation to the level of the ninth level of divine movement!

A gauze hanging behind.

Mo Yuemei couldn't help but be startled when he saw this.

"Huh? Now you've reached the ninth level of the Divine Movement? So smoothly?" She was a little surprised.

According to her original idea, the big pot of medicine should improve Chen Zhixing's cultivation to the seventh or eighth level of divine movement.

Then she took action again and took out a few top-grade treasure pills to help Chen Zhixing improve his cultivation to the ninth level of divine movement!

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhixing raised his cultivation level to the ninth level of divine movement with just that pot of medicine before she could take action again!

"It seems like today is a good year and we are making a profit."

A smile appeared on Mo Yuemei's face, and then he spoke again:

"Ping'er, sit down at the center of the formation."

As Mo Yuemei finished speaking.

A formation in the shape of a six-pointed star suddenly burst into light on the ground.

Chen Zhixing nodded, stood up from the bathtub, naked to the waist, walked step by step to the middle of the six-pointed star formation and sat down.

"Master, what's next? What should I do?"

Chen Zhixing sat cross-legged in the center of the six-pointed star, with his back to Mo Yuemei, and asked.

The light gauze curtain was pushed away by a fair and slender hand. Mo Yuemei looked at Chen Zhixing's back and couldn't help but look slightly dazed.

I saw Chen Zhixing's bare upper body and his black hair, like a waterfall, hanging casually on his back.

His skin is fair and crystal clear, even whiter and tender than that of a woman.

The back is straight, and the whole body is covered with well-proportioned muscles. Each muscle has clear lines, like a sculpture.

Drops of water fell down the skin, giving off a faint glimmer.

"Master?"

Seeing that there was no movement behind him, Chen Zhixing couldn't help but call out again.

"Ping Ping'er, don't look back."

Mo Yuemei came back to his senses, and a blush instantly spread from his neck to the tips of his ears.

She secretly spat in her heart that she was obscene, and then walked towards Chen Zhixing easily.

A hand was placed on Chen Zhixing's shoulder.

Chen Zhixing couldn't help but trembled, but he still held back and didn't look back.

"Ping'er, it might be a little itchy, please bear with it."

Mo Yuemei's voice came from behind his ears, and Chen Zhixing nodded.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that Mo Yuemei behind him seemed to pick up a brush and began to calligraphy and painting on his back.

The tip of the pen is gentle, and when it touches the skin, it feels numb, as if there are ants crawling on it.

This made Chen Zhixing couldn't help but tremble again.

What he didn't know was.

Behind her, Mo Yuemei was holding an ink brush dipped in Taiyi Tianjing. He was also nervous and his wrist was trembling slightly.

Even though she was a powerful person in the Nirvana realm and the majestic leader of the south peak of Tianlan Holy Land, she had never met a young man like this before.

After a while.

Mo Yuemei was seen drawing mysterious runes on Chen Zhixing's back.

"Ping'er, my teacher is coming to the front now, please close your eyes."

Mo Yuemei said in a somewhat dry voice.

After saying that, she still seemed to feel something was wrong, so she stretched out her hand to tear off a piece of gauze and tied it around Chen Zhixing's eyes.

Then, Mo Yuemei took a deep breath and walked in front of Chen Zhixing.

She knelt down, suppressed her inner shame, and carefully drew divine lines on Chen Zhixing's body.

Chen Zhixing could clearly feel the soft tip of the brush slowly drawing from his chin to his lower abdomen.

He could also feel that Mo Yuemei's face was very close to his chest, and his skin could clearly feel the moist and hot breath on his chest as Mo Yuemei breathed.

This made Chen Zhixing's pores uncontrollably stretch and his insteps straighten.

"Master, do you have to be so close?" Chen Zhixing said with a rolling voice.

next moment.

Chen Zhixing couldn't help but open his eyes slightly and looked down.

Mo Yuemei, who was concentrating on drawing runes on Chen Zhixing's body, was also stunned and couldn't help but raise his head to look.