Chapter 11: Purple Fire

When Chen Mo woke up from the coma, a light ray of morning sun happened to hit Chen Mo's face through the window.

Slowly opened his eyes and squirmed his fingers. The imaginary pain did not come as expected, but a sense of substantial strength flowed through his body.

The comfortable feeling of filling made him unable to help but put a too-character shape and stretched a long, lazy waist, but when the bedding fell off from his body and the faint fragrance still remaining on it.

Chen Mo seemed to slap a spirit, sat up fiercely, and patted his forehead immediately.

"What happened last night?"

When he regained his memory, he remembered that two bottles of the companion amethyst source were not enough to awaken one particle, so he drank another bottle, and then three bottles were too much.

The third bottle was only half of the refining, and half of the energy raged in the body. As the body's fighting energy was completely exhausted, the body couldn't bear it, and he passed out in a coma.

I don't know what happened after that.

But the subconscious mind was telling him again that what happened later was enough to make him feel endless aftertaste.

"Is that her?" A graceful and graceful figure suddenly appeared in Chen Mo's mind.

"Oh, maybe the system doesn't have a video recording function. If it does, you will definitely know what happened last night if you replay it." A lonely gloom slowly climbed onto Chen Mo's face.

"No matter what, go find a place to feel my current strength."

at the same time.

"Sect Master, don't talk about it anymore. The top five are the biggest concessions of the Presbyterian Church. Moreover, the Sect Master agreed to this condition yesterday afternoon." Yun Leng looked at Yun Yun who held the Presbyterian Church again above the steps and said.

The white-robed elders beside Yun Leng also nodded in agreement.

"Elder, there is one thing you have to understand. I am not discussing with you again, just informing you." Yun Yun said firmly.

"Sect Master, you must not go your own way. The Old Sect Master has left the Presbyterian Church. The Presbyterian Church has the right to decide on all major matters related to the Yunlan Sect."

"Not to mention..." Yun Leng suddenly said coldly, "Didn't Sect Master say that Chen Mo is only sixteen years old, and he has reached the first star of Doushi?"

"That being the case, such a high talent, even if compared with the young master, is not weaker, why should the master worry? Is it true?"

"Naturally it is true. But at present, Yanran has reached the Seven-Star Fighting Master. There are also many four-star and five-star disciples among the younger generation of inner disciples. Is that too much consideration?"

"What does the suzerain mean?"

"Exterior doors..."

"No, you have to understand that the Sect Master is your personal disciple. Once he becomes, he will become the side of the Yunlan Sect. In the future, he has the right to fight for the seat of the Sect Master."

This was the first time Yun Leng felt the Sect Master's tough attitude, and at the same time, he was also surprised as to where Chen Mo came from.

The other elders are also persuading with all their heart.

However, after what happened last night, Yun Yun has made up his mind that this meeting will definitely pull the matter off.

…

Yunlanzong back mountain.

In fantasy novels, no matter what family or sect, even some top holy land, there must be a back mountain in it.

Yunlanzong is no exception.

Chen Mo asked the maid who was waiting for Yun Yun where there is a quiet place to practice, and the maid told him the location and the approximate route.

Everything went smoothly. There were no plots in other novels that went wrong and someone came out to pretend to be a slap in the face.

Apart from the frequent attention of female disciples for being handsome, Chen Mo went to Houshan smoothly.

The so-called Houshan is actually the side peak of Yunlan Mountain. There are many side peaks here, which are connected to Yunlan Mountain, so they are collectively called Houshan.

On a mountain whose name is unknown.

It is surrounded by clouds and mist, quiet and peaceful, with a sense of wonderland.

Standing on a boulder, Chen Mo began to practice.

"Encouraging spirits..."

Using the strong fighting energy in the body, Chen Mo silently recited the mantras of the exercises and practiced one by one. The body turned into a shadow and appeared in all directions, and the cyclone in his body moved faster and faster.

"The Spear of the Underworld."

Chen Mo reached out with his right hand, and a spear about one foot long, condensed from the power of the underworld, appeared in front of him.

He can clearly see the change of the spear, it is no longer the semi-illusory before, but is shifting towards substance.

The most important thing is that the spear tip is glowing at the position of the Razer, surrounded by a faint purple fire.

"Presumably this is the purple fire of the Amethyst Winged Lion King, so to speak, I should also have fire in my body."

Staring at the purple fire with his eyes stunned, Chen Mo's heart violently moved, his left hand clasped slightly, and then suddenly wanted to open, he vomited softly: "Come out."

As Chen Mo's words fell, a small purple flame slowly emerged from the palm of his hand.

"It's so beautiful, let's try the power now."

The flame of the left hand threw at the spear of the right hand.

With a loud sound, the spear was shrouded in purple flames, both hands danced, and a spear flicked out. In conjunction with the explosion of the power of the two giant elephants in the body, a stream of air instantly gathered on the spear, and the air stream, faintly transformed into The shadow of a giant elephant.

"Hum!"

With a shout from the giant elephant, a spear slashed on the huge boulder not far away, and there was a bang.

The position of getting along with the tip of the spear is even directly turned into powder.

The wind whizzed past, and the surrounding leaves rustled.

Even the worms screaming one after another around Chen Mo felt the threat of death when Chen Mo's body awakened, and stopped screaming.

"The power is not bad, but not enough."

Chen Mo glanced at the mess caused by him and frowned slightly. Although he had the meaning of idol restraining prison power, it was far from reaching the power of restraining prison described in the exercises.

It's almost meaningless.

"Come again!"

"Boom!"

"No, come again!"

"Boom!"

"Not yet, come again!"

"Come again!"

"..."

I don't know how long he practiced, but Chen Mo only knew that the fighting energy in his body was exhausted, and the sun disappeared, and he collapsed.

"Why is it always a little bit worse, is it really going to be struck by lightning?"

"No, I'm not that cheap."

"Why don't you go back and ask Sister Yun Yun, one day there will be thunder."

"Yes, just ask casually."

…

Inside the palace.

"rain?"

"Yes, it would be better if there was wind and lightning."

"What do you want to do?"

"Why don't you want to? Just ask casually."

"real?"

"certainly."

"It won't rain lately."

"No way!" Chen Mo's expression changed, what to do.

Yun Yun didn't pay much attention to Chen Mo's face, instead she looked a little excited and said, "I'm telling you a good news."

"what?"

"This time the Zongmen Grand Competition, you only need to get the top ten among the younger generation of Inner Sect disciples."