"You can help me, but you must agree to one condition."
Mo Zhiyao's voice fell into Jun Ziqian's ears, like the sound of nature, but also a little nervous.
Jun Ziqian didn't know whether Mo Zhiyao's conditions were too harsh for him to accept.
"Brother Mo, please tell me, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse."
Jun Ziqian said with sincerity, and his face also had a rare nervous look.
"I want you to swear an oath not to tell anything about me that you saw along the way."
Mo Zhiyao looked at Jun Ziqian with a chill in his eyes.
"I, Jun Ziqian, once again swear an oath.
I will never tell a third person about what I see and hear along the way.
Otherwise, both humans and gods will be abandoned, and both body and soul will be destroyed."
Jun Ziqian immediately swore an oath without any hesitation.
A look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
People who cultivate the truth take their oaths seriously.
They don't take oaths easily.
Once they make an oath, they will definitely abide by it.
The chill in Mo Zhiyao's eyes receded and he nodded.
Seeing the two demonic beasts with moderate intelligence turned into ashes in Mo Zhiyao's hands, Junziqian raised his eyebrows.
Even after two months, he still couldn't fully adapt to Mo Zhiyao's weird behavior.
The method of "destroying beasts and improving".
"Zhi Yao, your human pattern is still six lines now, with no sign of improvement.
But why do I feel that your cultivation is constantly improving?"
Jun Ziqian raised his hand and threw a golden drumstick, drawing an arc. fell into the hands of Mo Zhiyao.
Looking at Jun Ziqian who was sitting on the blanket, holding a cup in one hand and meat in the other, eating very comfortably and happily, Mo Zhiyao reached out and pinched his brow, showing a hint of helplessness.
He was fighting life and death on his side, but it was better on his side, where he was relaxing as if he were playing.
However, in such a situation, one can't blame Jun Ziqian.
No one can blame him for having to rely on sucking the life essence of monster beasts to condense the magic patterns.
However, Mo Zhiyao did not tell Jun Ziqian about the magic pattern.
But Jun Ziqian also saw that Mo Zhiyao's improvement in cultivation was related to killing monsters, so he was happy to just sit back and watch.
Shaking his head, Mo Zhiyao stepped on the blanket, sat down cross-legged, and without being polite, took a bite of the famous Iwaki Luji ham, took a bottle of fine wine, and drank it all in one gulp under Jun Ziqian's distressed eyes.
"Oh, oh, why don't you drink it slowly and leave some for me?
Do you know that this is a century-old wine?"
Jun Ziqian waved his arm in the air in vain, but he couldn't catch it and Mo Zhiyao held it firmly in his hand. wine bottle.
After two months of getting along, the relationship between the two has become much deeper, and it is no longer as unfamiliar as when they first met.
"One more bottle."
Mo Zhiyao raised his hand and threw out the empty bottle, then naturally stretched out his palm in front of Jun Ziqian.
"No," Jun Ziqian said angrily, but after all was said and done, he turned over his hand and took out a bottle and handed it to Mo Zhiyao.
Mo Zhiyao looked at Jun Ziqian with a face of pain in his eyes jokingly, pulled out the bottle cap, took a swig, and then exhaled a long breath of wine-scented breath.
"The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers.
When I was killing monsters, you were so idle that your skin was itchy.
I drank a bottle of wine from you, so you don't have to feel so bad.
Besides, I have to help you pick the moonlight and condense it.
If you don't eat it, I’m full, but I have no strength.”
"You also have a share, okay?
Why should I be responsible for the food and drinks along the way?"
The free and easy look on Jun Ziqian's face disappeared at this moment, and he looked angry.
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Seeing Jun Ziqian running away, Mo Zhiyao took another sip of wine, showed a satisfied look, and said lightly: "Because the food you brought is delicious."
Jun Ziqian looked angry, feeling that it was wrong for him to bring something delicious.
"Zhiyao, I don't need to tell you some things.
You should know it yourself.
I see that although your aura continues to improve, there are faint signs of instability."
Jun Ziqian looked at Mo Zhiyao seriously and said.
"It felt weird, like."
After thinking about his words, Jun Ziqian said: "Lost balance."
Mo Zhiyao was shocked in his heart.
The longer they spent time together, the more horrified he became by Jun Ziqian's evil insight.
My human pattern has been stagnant at the number of six paths due to the exhaustion of the spiritual power accumulated in my body.
However, the number of magic patterns began to exceed that of human patterns due to the continuous sucking of monsters.
Today, Mo Zhiyao has six human patterns and seven magic patterns.
It has always been the human pattern that precedes the magic pattern.
If the corresponding magic pattern is not condensed, the next human pattern cannot be condensed.
However, the condensed magic pattern is not subject to this restriction.
Even if there is no corresponding human pattern, the magic pattern can still continue to condense.
Mo Zhiyao himself didn't understand the reason for this.
But after the number of magic patterns exceeded that of human patterns, Mo Zhiyao obviously felt a huge change.
The most significant thing is that his murderous intention is obviously stronger than before.
Normally it's fine, but once you encounter a monster, it's revealed.
In the past half month, the number of monsters that died at Mo Zhiyao's hands exceeded the total of the previous two and a half months.
Such strong murderous intent made Mo Zhiyao himself a little uneasy.
It seems that the human pattern and the magic pattern are in a check and balance relationship.
The improvement of the magic pattern will greatly increase one's demonic nature.
This is fine for a short period of time, but if it lasts for a long time, it will definitely be inappropriate.
This situation was something Mo Zhiyao had not expected before.
The spiritual power he had accumulated over the years was simply not enough to support him in condensing the seventh human pattern.
In the later stage of human pattern, the spiritual power consumed exceeded Mo Zhiyao's expectation.
As far as Mo Zhiyao knew, even Mo Haoming had never consumed so much spiritual energy when he condensed the seven human patterns.
"Could it be related to the magic pattern?"
Mo Zhiyao thought secretly in his heart.
It seemed that he needed to get the moonlight to condense as soon as possible to condense the human pattern to balance the demonic nature produced by the magic pattern.
Originally, he wanted to help Jun Ziqian, but by mistake, Jun Ziqian inadvertently did him a big favor.
Otherwise, Mo Zhiyao would not have time to condense the eight human patterns before the clan competition.
Although the previous bet with Mo Lang did not restrict Mo Zhiyao from condensing eight human patterns before the clan competition, Mo Zhiyao did not want to delay it too much.
Mo Zhiyao can feel at ease if he gets his father's relics back from the hands of Mo Lang's wolf as soon as possible.
As time goes by, something may change.
Nodding, Mo Zhiyao said with a normal expression: "I know it well, you don't have to worry about it.
How far is it from the place you mentioned?"
Looking at Mo Zhiyao, whose eyes were obviously flashing with red light, Jun Ziqian sighed and said: "We are almost there, there is still less than a hundred miles away.
Let's rest for a while and then we will set off.
It is estimated that we will be there by tomorrow morning at the latest.
Arrive."
Although the relationship between the two has become much more harmonious, there are some things that neither of them has delved into.
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As a monk, even if you are a close relative, you will not expose your final trump card easily, which is tantamount to seeking death.
"How confident are you in dealing with that green-eyed colorful winged lizard?"
Jun Ziqian asked solemnly.
Mo Zhiyao glanced at the jasper ring on Jun Ziqian's thumb, and said calmly: "If you can really limit the three breaths of time you said you would, with my current strength, I can be 70% sure."
"This is by no means a problem.
Three breaths is my most conservative calculation.
But are you really sure you can resist its poison?"
Jun Ziqian turned the trigger on his thumb, looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked seriously.
"The venom of the Blue-Eyed Colorful Winged Lizard is not comparable to that of ordinary monsters.
If you are not careful, the consequences will be disastrous."
As they went deeper, Jun Ziqian had informed Mo Zhiyao in detail about the geographical location of the laurel tree and the situation of the monsters guarding it.
The green-eyed colorful winged lizard can be said to be one of several monster beasts that stand at the top of the food chain in the Black Lotus Mountains.
The spiritual intelligence is no different from that of ordinary people, and he can speak human words.
His strength is extremely tyrannical, and every part of his body is poisonous.
You don't need to be scratched or bitten by it, even if it touches its body, it will be poisoned.
Moreover, the green-eyed colorful winged lizard, as its name suggests, has a pair of colorful wings on its back, its movements are as fast as the wind, and it is extremely difficult to control.
It is self-evident how difficult it is to seize the solid moonlight under its care.
"You don't need to worry about this, I have a way to deal with its poison."
Mo Zhiyao took another sip of wine, glanced at Jun Ziqian, and said calmly.
"But I'm curious, how did you know the specific location of the laurel tree and the monsters guarding it?"
"If you are willing to show me your left arm, I will tell you."
Jun Ziqian looked at Mo Zhiyao with a smile and said.
"Humph" Mo Zhiyao snorted dissatisfiedly, but there was no hint of anger in it.
Stretch out, lie down on the blanket, and take the time to regain your strength.
Jun Ziqian spread his hands, showing an indifferent expression, and followed Mo Zhiyao's example, lying on the blanket.
An hour later, the two set off on their way, disappearing into the dark forest like two puffs of smoke.
The early morning light shone through the dense branches and leaves in the forest, and Mo Zhiyao and Jun Ziqian gathered their breath and looked at the opposite side not far away with solemn expressions.
A few miles ahead, in an open space, a jaw-droppingly huge laurel tree stands proudly.
Among the dense branches and leaves, you can clearly see fist-sized, silver-white moonlight hanging solidly. on it.
Even from a long distance, you can clearly feel the rich aura and awe-inspiring chill emanating from it.
About a hundred feet away from the laurel tree, there is a broken wall.
The exact depth is unknown to the two of them.
But around the laurel tree, no trace of the green-eyed colorful winged lizard was found.
He must be hiding in the dark, and will reveal himself once the enemy is spotted with evil intentions.
Mo Zhiyao and Mo Zhiyao looked at each other and saw the heat in each other's eyes.
They nodded to each other to indicate that they were ready.
Jun Ziqian made a gesture, and then his figure was like lightning, and he rushed out of the dense forest, like a stream of light, towards the moon.
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