A few strands of essence are extremely fine and faint, as if they will disappear in the air at any time.

  "What is this thing?" Gong Sun Chi's face was full of curiosity, he opened his hand, and several strands of essence flew towards his palm.

  The essence flew into his palm, and before he could examine it carefully, it had already seeped into his skin.

  "Huh?"

  Three cries of surprise sounded at the same time, Gong Sun's curious expression changed to unexpected, Zuo Mo felt unexpected, and another cry of surprise came from the Pu Yao in Zuo Mo's sea of consciousness.

  Gongsun Zhi closed his eyes, carefully sensing, after a while, suddenly opened his eyes, full of surprise and delight: "Shixiong, what is this thing? It's a great thing!"

  Of course it's good stuff...

  Zuo Mo muttered to himself, but he was also extremely delighted. He had discovered that the essence of the Evil Spirit's soul was greatly beneficial to Gong Sun Zan!

  He suddenly stirred in his heart and asked: "Junior brother, what cultivation technique are you practicing now?"

  Gongsun Cha's face flushed with a hint of shyness, and he said somewhat awkwardly: "I... I randomly came up with a cultivation method, don't know if it's useful or not, was just thinking of finding Big Brother to point out its flaws."

  Zuo Mo's face was shocked as he stared at the shy and embarrassed Hao Ran, his fellow disciple of Gong Sun, as if he had seen a ghost.

  Upon seeing Zuo Mo's expression, Gong Sun's pale face turned even redder, like a ripe peach. She murmured, "I... I heard that war generals have special cultivation techniques. Since we don't have any on hand, I was thinking of trying to rely on that instead."

  He spoke more fluently, with an excited glint in his eyes: "Later I found that there are many war generals in the chess game, although they are all demon war generals, but we can also learn from them. So, I came up with these things, Brother Master take a look."

  He didn't care about Mo's strange expression and directly said his thoughts.

  At first, Zuo Mo was still somewhat skeptical. After all, a Foundation Building cultivator who hadn't even condensed his qi yet came running over to tell him that he wanted to create a new cultivation technique - if it wasn't Gong Sun, Zuo Mo would have definitely kicked the guy in the face.

  But gradually, Zuo Mo's expression became solemn.

  Obviously, Gong Sun's ideas were much richer than he had anticipated. And when he finished listening, his first feeling was

  Too crazy!

  He stared blankly at Gong Sun Zan.

  Gongsun Zhi finished speaking in one breath, and only then did he notice that Zuo Mo's gaze was filled with a strange light, suddenly feeling somewhat uneasy all over, could it be that there was something wrong with his own thinking?

  The shy and introverted junior brother in front of him had actually come up with such a crazy and extreme cultivation technique, the contrast was just too great.

  Zuo Mo felt extremely strange.

  Gongsun Zhi's idea was simple, first he judged that for a general, the most important thing is divine consciousness. Because divine consciousness helps him control the battlefield the most, this is also why the demon class generals are the best among all generals.

  Of course, spiritual power is also indispensable, and among the cultivators of war, there are also unique places.

  Where does consciousness and spiritual power come from?

  Gongsun Zhi's most essential trick is a single word: Rob!

  When Zuo Mo suddenly realized this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder. Indeed, it was worthy of being the cultivation method of a war general, completely in line with the thoughts of a war general! He even had some doubts, wondering if it was due to the excessive plundering in Xiaoshan Realm that led to Gong Sun's lingering symptoms?

  What left Zuo Mo even more surprised was that although this piece of work was still very immature and far from perfect, there were no fatal errors.

  He suddenly realized that the strand of essence had actually seeped into Gong Sun's palm skin earlier.

  For Gong Sun's junior fellow apprentice, it is a great tonic.

  "It's quite impressive!" Pú Yāo couldn't help but praise: "To be able to master such a technique in the foundation-building period, his future prospects are boundless." He suddenly felt a sense of absurdity and excellence, that among the people around him, there were actually a large number of individuals with considerable strength and talent.

  These people were previously unknown and unappreciated without exception.

  Like Gong Sun Zhan, a warlord who can comprehend the key to victory on his own, he knew only a handful of people. This key to victory, in his view, was still quite rough and immature, but as Gong Sun Zhan's vision and strength improved, the key could be gradually refined. It was precisely this embryonic form of the key that made Pu Yao seem to see a rising supreme warlord!

  Pu Yao was filled with emotion, and even he didn't expect that Gong Sun would be able to reach this point. The speed of Gong Sun's progress shocked him - could it be that this guy was born to be a war general?

  With such talent, there are only a few familiar names that can be compared with him.

  He couldn't help but take a glance at Zuo Mo, this little guy was really lucky!

  Suddenly, Pu Yao's heart rose with a few points of expectation. Zuo Mo's talent had already made him feel unbelievable, and now he had another general with unlimited potential helping him, where would they go to?

  Only at this moment did he deeply feel that taking this student was a big profit!

  Maybe those bad debts from before can still be recovered...

  The pao devil stroked his chin, grinning sinisterly.

  Zuo Mo didn't know about Pu Yao's plan, but after asking Pu Yao and finding out that this technique wasn't a big problem, he began to help Gong Sun. Gong Sun's technique didn't have too many problems, but the most difficult part was the first step. The core of this technique was to plunder other people's spiritual consciousness and ling power for his own use, but at the beginning, he was like a newborn baby and had no ability to plunder.

  However, at present, it is a great opportunity. The essence of these evil spirits has no impurities, and they are warm and nourishing. For Gong Sunqi, absorption is not a problem at all.

  After discussing with Gong Sun Chi for a while, Gong Sun Chi was eager to give it a try.

  War generals are indeed not normal people!

  Zuo Mo muttered to himself in his heart, but his hands didn't slow down as he continued his "fishing". This time, all the refined spiritual energy that he had cultivated was given to Gong Sun. Gong Sun didn't decline and frantically absorbed it.

  In an instant, Gong Sun's face turned red as if he had drunk too much wine, and he immediately sat down cross-legged.

  Zuo Mo stopped in his tracks, Gong Sun's cultivation was still too shallow, and these refined soul essences needed to be fully absorbed, which would take time. So he simply started devouring the refined soul essences himself, this thing was a great tonic for him.

  This vast expanse of eerie fog stretched out endlessly, and the eerie spirits within it seemed to be infinite as well. They flowed continuously towards the Nine-Turned Mountain Plateau, but not a single one managed to touch it before being struck by the little demon's magic, like mist evaporating into thin air, leaving behind only a strand of extremely fine soul essence.

  Two hours later, Gong Sunqi opened his eyes with a joyful expression on his face. He jumped up and said with a thick face: "Brother, let's do it again!"

  Zuo Mo nodded slightly and didn't waste any words, continuously casting small magic spells.

  Five hundred minor demon arts, he had repeated them so many times that he had lost count. Occasionally, he would mix in some lower-level demon arts he had learned from Mo Shui Ming Kong or try combining different minor demon arts. Minor demon arts consumed little spiritual energy to begin with, and Zuo Mo was extremely skilled, plus he was constantly absorbing the essence of jing souls, causing his spiritual energy to surge violently, making him increasingly composed.

  This time Gong Sun Chi absorbed two more tenths of the essence of the soul than last time before sitting down cross-legged again.

  For ten consecutive periods, Zuo Mo also felt a bit overwhelmed and hastily put away the Nine Turns Clear Earth Disk. The malevolent spirits that had lost their target suddenly dispersed with a loud noise, and the surroundings immediately became calm and peaceful.

  On the left, Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, his body's ten stars shining brightly now, each starlight having a hint of misty reality.

  He could feel his own consciousness, full and almost overflowing.

  Could it be that I'm about to level up?

  Zuo Mo's heart stirred, but he didn't care, and directly activated his Heart Technique.

  Wei Sheng's hand flashed with sword light, and several pounced souls were swept away, instantly disappearing. A few strands of essence flew into his hand-held flying sword, this black long sword in his hand was almost as tall as his chest, looking like a horse-cutting knife, with an ancient and simple shape, the black scabbard had no too much decoration. This black sword was discovered by him on the first day he was transmitted into the Blood Fog.

  At that time, the black sword was inserted into the ground at an angle, and the scabbard was found by him not far away. The black sword was filled with violent aura, holding it in his hand, his mind was easily affected. Originally, such a fierce sword was disliked by Wei Sheng.

  However, he did not discard this black sword, but instead held it in his hand. He wanted to use this fierce sword to temper his will!

  His face was calm and his footsteps were exceptionally firm. Within a radius of one square meter around him, the eerie fog could not advance an inch.

  He couldn't remember how long he had been in this bloody fog, but he wasn't panicked. On the contrary, he was quite excited, and the blood fog in front of him was just an upgraded version of the sword cave. Venturing into the sword cave alone was very dangerous, but during that time, his strength also increased the fastest.

  Nothing excites him more than his growing power!

  Moreover, being far away from the trivial matters of his sect that made him feel annoyed and distracted, his mind was surprisingly clear. He could feel his own progress, a feeling that had not appeared in a long time.

  Every step he took was a solid step towards the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

  The day he was transported to the Blood Mist, he sensed something strange in it. After discovering the Black Sword, he soon found that the Black Sword was not affected by the Blood Mist at all.

  When he found out that the Black Sword would devour the essence of his soul, he was shocked to discover that a sword spirit had already formed inside.

  Born with the sword spirit of flying sword, it is a top-grade flying sword. However, Wei Sheng did not have too much joy, this black sword's aura was so cruel and violent, and the sword spirit must also be a cruel spirit!

  It's strange that no matter how he investigated, he couldn't find any trace of Jian Ling's existence.

  He did not have any misgivings about the Black Sword's strangeness, and even the best flying sword was just an external object to him. With a firm and calm mind, he would naturally not be invaded by external evil.

  He continued forward for several hours, then stopped and inserted the black sword in his hand into the ground beside his foot.

  He found that when the Black Sword was in his hand, the evil spirits were completely fearless, but once the Black Sword left his palm, within a hundred feet around him, there would be no evil spirits.

  All around is a vast expanse of whiteness.

  Wei Sheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he had been trying his best to control his spiritual energy these past few days, but it was almost completely depleted. The spiritual energy in this bloody mist was extremely thin, and he could only rely on crystal stones to replenish his spiritual energy, but he usually carried very few crystal stones with him.

  Something's wrong!