Chapter 238 You Can't Hurt Yourself If I must say, the application scenarios of concealed aura are actually not very wide, and the impact of this negative effect may be very large. When a transcendent suffers damage beyond the ability of an ordinary person to endure, he or she can quickly use true Qi to suppress it. In many cases, he or she can temporarily stabilize the injury and seek a chance to heal. However, if this spiritual weapon is activated, the negative effects may cause a situation that was originally not a big problem to become serious. Wu Dayong also reminded: "You have to think clearly. When you encounter danger, concealing your breath may indeed allow you to escape, but the problem is, can you guarantee that you will not have any injuries at that time? If you activate the effect of this thing, the wound will bleed. The blood may become a clue for the enemy to track you, and the loss of physical strength may also bring more danger. " Zhang Yuan had just registered the storage bracelet and raised his head to hear Wu Dayong's words. Regardless of his own thoughts or his admiration for his senior brother, he certainly felt that there was nothing wrong with this view. However, Chen Mo said confidently: "Escape? I have concealed my breath, it must be an ambush! As long as I kill the people chasing me first, there will be no bloodshed, right?" Ah! What he said made so much sense that I was speechless. Zhang Yuan was impressed.
Wu Dayong rubbed his temples: "Well, well, then you have the final say." So Chen Mo chose two low-grade spiritual weapons that he could get when he reached the fourth realm. The next time he could get them for free, he would have to wait until the sixth realm. Before leaving the Artifact Court, he asked again, "Well, I want an iron sword, where should I find it?" Zhang Yuan said, "I'll just go get one. You're a core disciple, so you can freely use the low-value consumables of the martial arts academy." Chen Mo heard: "Is there such a good thing?" Wu Dayong quickly patched it up: "There is a limit." There is indeed an upper limit in the regulations, but he is not sure what it is exactly. After all, the core disciples are basically geniuses who rank at the top of every major examination, and under normal circumstances they will not do anything outrageous. But it’s hard to say what Chen Mo said. Zhang Yuan laughed dryly: "Then I'll go get the sword first." After saying this he turned back and came out in a few minutes with a whole bundle of swords on his shoulders, all of which were very common practice swords. "Brother Chen, I'm so sorry. I didn't check the inventory, and the remaining few swords are all unsharpened. How about you wait a little longer?" "No, Senior Brother Zhang, I want it unsharpened." Chen Mo didn't have any ideas at first, but at this moment he suddenly felt that it was just right. The Chi Mo Sword Sutra emphasizes the use of force and power. When using a sword to hit someone, using an unsharpened sword first can help him correct his habits in the early stages. After all, the Jiu Sha Antelope Song is just the opposite and is an extremely sharp move. Chen Mo picked and chose among them, and finally chose a four-foot-long heavy sword. It was not as exaggerated as Xu Fan's, but one size larger than the ordinary sword, and the thickest part of the sword was about one centimeter. Rather than a long sword, it is more like a sword-shaped iron stick. "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang. We'll be leaving first." "Goodbye." Zhang Yuan waved goodbye to the two. In the evening, Chen Mo finally got off work from Wu Dayong's residence.
Next, according to common sense, he was going to find Qin Ye and Song Wuyang to brush up his proficiency and learn the basics of the Nine Killing Antelope Song. When we arrived at the martial arts training ground, sure enough, the two guys hadn't left yet. Ever since they knew that Chen Mo had broken through the fourth realm, the two of them went completely crazy. Except for the time when the instructor gathered to talk about the affairs of the martial arts academy, they have been practicing martial arts all the time. "Hey, are you really not going to meet Master Qi?" Qin Ye saw him coming and stopped to rest. Chen Mo said, "I'm busy recently, let's talk about it after I'm done. Anyway, she also said that if there is something to do, I will go to her, and if there is nothing to do, I won't go to her." Qin Ye said: "That's true, a martial arts academy is not a university. Even if it is a university, I heard that the counselors in the university don't seem to show up often." If I have to say, Chen Mo doesn't really have to go see his mentor. Although Qi Jingsu always looks lazy and fickle, when other people break through and want to learn martial arts, they really have to ask her for guidance. But Chen Mo didn't really need that, as Kou Tianjiang took care of all his martial arts learning by himself. For other important notifications, it was sufficient to do so online in the group. He felt that this was a lot easier, and since no one was watching, he could gain experience without restraint, and he didn't have to compete with the instructor like he did in the martial arts school. "Come on, let's eat first." Chen Mo said with a smile. He knew that the two of them must want to save time going to the cafeteria, so he prepared food in advance to feed them. It was not until this moment that Qin Ye suddenly realized: "Hey, that's not right, why don't you have a backpack today?" No backpack means no bricks. Chen Mo stretched out his left hand and rolled up his sleeves: "Look what this is?" "It looks like a bracelet passed down from your grandmother." Qin Ye said. Chen Mo smiled evilly, and with his right hand he swiped it, and a packing bag appeared in his hand: "Ahem! How do you know it's a storage spiritual device? Ahem." giggle. This was the sound of Qin Ye's teeth chattering with jealousy. Song Wuyang was attracted by the coughing sound. It was hard for him to imagine that a supernatural being would cough for no apparent reason. It couldn't be a cold, right? "Negative effects?" He immediately thought of the possibility. Chen Mo said: "Yeah, cough, cough, you will cough temporarily when using it." Qin Ye was surprised: "How can there be a storage magic weapon with negative effects?" Chen Mo shrugged and directly copied Wu Dayong's words: "You haven't seen much now, but you will know when you have the chance to go to the Nether Abyss in the future. This effect is actually considered good." Qin Ye looked at it sourly for several times: "I want to get one too." Song Wuyang said: "It's very expensive." Chen Mo said proudly: "My low-grade one has negative effects, so you may not come across it. Normal storage spiritual tools are usually of medium quality, which requires a lot of contribution. Are you sure you want to give up your cultivation resources and exchange for this?"
hateful. Qin Ye felt very unhappy, so he turned to Song Wuyang: "It's just a storage magic weapon, what's so great about it." The latter shook a ring on his hand: "I have one too." "Fuck! He is a core disciple, so it's fine if he has you, but where did you get you from?" "My family is rich, and I bought it at Bamen Department Store." "." Qin Ye was speechless. While a few people were chatting, a few people came over. "Senior Sister Yue." Chen Mo greeted them, and the other two followed suit. Yue Yue passed by with a few people who were organizing the registration for the qualifying competition. "Hello, you guys are really hardworking." She said with a smile. Hearing this, Chen Mo suddenly remembered that he was so busy showing off that he forgot to work hard. So he quickly took out a brick from his bracelet, put it on his chest and slapped him. "Cough! Cough! Cough!" The negative effects of the spiritual weapon made him cough. Yue Yue and the others were unaware of the situation and their faces turned pale: "Junior Brother Chen, stop it! No matter what happens, you can't hurt yourself! You've already got internal injuries!" (End of this chapter)