Chapter 105: I heard that Shabu has endless suffering!

  I know that the kung fu I'm practicing is the Pre-Heaven Extreme Devil Kung Fu, which is many times stronger than what they're currently practicing.

  "Because of the Xiantian Extreme Demon Technique, I can contain all true energy, so the Zi Yang True Energy will not reject me at all, and it's pouring into my body with all its might!"

  "Thirty-six Grand Cycles? I still find it too few!"

  Mo Bei rolled her eyes and changed the subject, saying: "Are you guys going to continue practicing or not? If not, I'll go ahead!"

  Long Hao Tian was speechless for a moment, staring at Mo Bei in a daze as if he were looking at a monster.

  Fang Luo smiled brightly and said: "The sun is about to set now, the Purple Yang True Qi will soon disperse, where are you going to cultivate?"

  Mo Bei turned around and took a closer look, and indeed it was so.

  As the sun gradually sets, the purple yang energy begins to thin out and disperse, reducing the density of the spiritual energy.

  Fang Luo sneered: "One look and I know you, today you didn't listen carefully to what Huang Shixiong said."

  "That purple sunlight can only be born under the illumination of a vast day. Once the vast day sets, the purple sunlight will also disperse."

  "It seems like I can only continue practicing tomorrow!"

  "Come on, everyone else has already gone down the cliff. That's where we're staying. It's Hao Tian who's worried about you, afraid that you wouldn't come out for such a long time and something would happen to you. I've been waiting here with him."

  Fang Luo You unfolded his fan and turned around, following the original path, walking towards the foot of the cliff.

  Two people followed up, along the winding small road, and walked to the foot of Ziyang Cliff.

  Some disciples started to answer the stove and make fire, while some disciples did not want to waste such a good opportunity for cultivation, so they swallowed more than ten large buns by the mountain spring, and then began to sit in meditation and cultivate again.

  "Alright, alright," Long Hao Tian rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll go start a fire to cook dinner. Luckily I brought a lot of dry rations, and we also have the five-colored beef jerky we made earlier. Tonight we'll feast!"

  Fang Luo You suddenly had a playful idea, inserted the folding fan into his collar and ran up laughing: "I'll go help too!"

  Mo Bei nodded slightly, his eyes scanning over those disciples before coming to rest on the cliff wall of Zi Yang. His gaze suddenly froze.

  Only the cliff wall, horizontal and vertical, crisscrossing, with deep or shallow sword marks all over it, almost covering the entire mountain wall, looking chaotic and disorderly.

  These sword scars, under the flickering bonfire or the twinkling starlight, appeared in front of Mo Bei.

  "Huh, is this a sword scar?" Mo Bei raised an eyebrow, wrinkled his nose, took a step forward, and examined it carefully.

  Mo Bei stretched out two fingers and grasped them like a sword, referring to the sword marks on the mountain wall, began to imitate, his eyes quickly scanning the sword marks, his hands moving without stopping, while muttering to himself: "Slash, horizontal sweep, block!"

  "No, no," Mo Bei said after trying more than twenty times, shaking his head and muttering: "These sword moves are connected, but they just don't work. I think the seniors who practiced here before must have used them to test their skills."

  As they spoke, Mo Bei swung his arm again, and the sword's momentum evolved from his hand.

  "Hmm, this move is not bad! It's actually a combination of splitting and horizontal sweeps, two sword styles merged into one. Impressive! I suppose it was those seniors who, while practicing their swords, suddenly gained some insight and came up with this move!"

  Mo Bei was surprised and excitedly waved his arms, reenacting the two moves: "Really good! Hurry up and remember them!"

  He was so absorbed in his practice that he had unknowingly reached a state of complete focus, and even when Long Hao Tian ran over to call out to him several times, he didn't notice at all.

  He's like a cheap picker, those many predecessors spent countless heart and soul, suddenly had an epiphany, came up with a shocking sword, was stolen by this kid sneakily.

  "Older brother, dinner is ready..."

  Long Hao Tian gazed at Mo Bei with a resentful expression, who was still immersed in his sword contemplation. He called out again before muttering to himself: "The boss is really a madman, a madman who doesn't care about his own life when it comes to cultivation!"

  ……

  The next morning.

  When the morning sun shone through the first rays of sunlight on the earth and illuminated Mo Bei's face.

  In the Purple Sun Pool, a purple gas suddenly rose and condensed in the sky, merging with the endless spiritual energy to transform into a brand new Purple Sun True Energy!

  "Hiss......" Wang Lie rubbed his still sore arm and thigh, gazing at the purple sun's true energy with a look of both apprehension and longing.

  Not just him, Ji Wubing, Ji Wuliang, Sun Zhongyan and the others all had the same expression, hesitating and unsure whether to go forward or not.

  "It hurts so much! The wound from yesterday hasn't healed yet!" Long Hao Tian complained in a low voice.

  Just as everyone was hesitating, Mo Bei strode into the encirclement of Zi Yang's true energy with big steps.

  "That little kid..."

  Ji Wu Bing gritted her teeth in anger, resentfully staring at Mo Bei. In her heart, she muttered: "Isn't he afraid of pain? His skin is really thick enough! Later, that Zi Yang true energy will burn him to death inside!"

  Mo Bei ignored the gazes of the crowd and walked to where he sat yesterday, thought for a moment, then took three more steps forward.

  In an instant, a more intense purple yang true energy rushed forward, and the scorching sensation also became stronger!

  He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, sat down cross-legged with ease, closed his eyes expressionlessly, and began to meditate.

  He looked calm and collected, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

  In the dark pupils of Ye Qing's eyes, a hint of unusual color appeared, and her white teeth lightly bit her red lips. The second one walked up.

  "Hao Tian, let's go." Fang Luo You put away his folding fan, a hint of determination in his eyes, and walked up as the third one.

  "You two... Ah!"

  Long Hao Tian's heart was filled with a sense of determination, and he secretly thought: Today, I will definitely make it through, absolutely cannot let others look down on me!

  Long Hao Tian silently cursed and also stepped into the range of the Purple Yang True Energy's coverage.

  With the first, second and third ones, the remaining disciples also didn't dare to retreat, gritting their teeth and continuously entering the range of the Purple Yang True Energy.

  Nine people sat on the outermost side, while Mo Bei alone advanced five steps further.

  At this moment, Mo Bei sealed off all his divine senses and entered a state of introspection, feeling the burning sensation on his skin. He thought to himself: "I've taken three steps inwards before I felt that intense pain that Hao Tian described yesterday."

  "Is it really because I have thick skin?"

  Mo Bei thought seriously for a moment and shook his head: "Impossible!"

  "So..."

  Mo Bei suddenly had a thought and guessed: "It's extremely likely related to the Xiantian Extreme Demon Cultivation Technique I've been practicing."

  "That's right! Innate Extreme Demon Art is the supreme mental method within the demonic sect. It's naturally much more powerful than their cultivation methods! I'm using demon art to drive my dantian, so my cultivation speed is also much faster than theirs!"

  " Innate Extreme Demon Art, can absorb all true energy, mimic all true energy! Supreme Demon Art!"

  Mo Bei's eyes suddenly lit up: "It must be that cold and gloomy aura, which neutralized most of the burning sensation. The pain I'm experiencing is much less than others! Huh, unexpectedly, the Xiantian Extreme Devil Technique has such an unexpected effect!"

  As soon as Mo Bei's mind stirred, the purple yang true energy surged in like a flood, pouring endlessly into his body, being absorbed into his meridians, and flowing along with them into the dantian where it began to revolve.

  Endless purple yang energy, with the rotation of the dantian, began to evolve and transform into true energy for Mo Bei's own use. Then, that true energy again spread out from the dantian, seeping into every inch of Mo Bei's muscles and bones, flesh and blood, tempering his entire body.

  Everyone fell into meditation, their eyes tightly closed, under the cover of thick purple yang energy, diligently cultivating.

  Outside the range of Zi Yang's true energy, Huang Shi Qi was reclining on a rattan rocking chair under the dense shade of the trees, embracing his chest with an air of laziness, his face full of leisure and contentment.

  He glanced casually in the direction of the crowd, and his eyes immediately widened.

  "Huh?!"

  Huang Shi Qi's voice was filled with a hint of surprise, and the misty layer that had originally shrouded his eyes suddenly dissipated, leaving him wide awake. He fixed his gaze intently ahead.

  Huang Shi Qi's gaze landed on Mo Bei.

  Only to see that Mo Bei was surrounded by endless purple yang energy, which had already transformed into strands of gas flowing continuously into his body.

  His body was like a greedy, insatiable monster, forever hungry and never full, opening its bloody maw to devour the Purple Sun True Energy at an astonishing speed.

  But this illusion lasted only for a moment.

  When Huang Shi Qi looked again with a clear mind, he no longer had that illusion.

  "Was it just my eyes playing tricks on me?" Huang Shi Qi's mind was puzzled, and he couldn't help but take another look at Mo Bei, still unable to discern anything unusual. He then gathered his thoughts, closed his eyes, and continued to pretend to be asleep, ignoring him.

  For him, there were still many days left in Zi Yang Cliff, and he didn't need to practice every day like those disciples.

  But Mo Bei and others were different. This time they could come to Ziyang Cliff, it was a rare opportunity for them, and they couldn't afford to waste it!

  Just then——

  "Ah!"

  Suddenly a loud gust of wind erupted, and Wang Lie, who was sitting cross-legged on Mo Bei's left side, burst out with a fierce light from his body, shooting up into the sky.

  He suddenly opened his eyes, with an uncontrollable look of surprise on his face: "Breakthrough! Breakthrough! I've broken through to the third level of Qi Refining, haha!"

  "This Zi Yang Cliff is indeed famous for a reason, it's truly a blessed place for cultivation! Haha!"

  Wang Lie's face was filled with excitement as he looked up at the sky and let out a loud whoop, startling many of the disciples who were meditating, causing them to turn their heads in his direction.

  After discovering the flashing light on Wang Lie's body, everyone showed a look of envy.

  "This is just the second day, and that kid has already broken through!"

  Long Haitian's eyes widened in astonishment, his face filled with incredulity. He smacked his lips and said, "No way, no way! I must also hurry up and cultivate, quickly break through or else it'll be a waste of time!"