The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 153: Go to Hanzhong City
Mo Lian did not move from the chair next to the window, she kept her eyes closed entering her consciousness to look for techniques that were within the memories. It has a way of storing data just from a quick glance, but sometimes it forgets that data. That's why he had to enter consciousness to find out, just like this moment.
Long enough he searched for a technique suitable for death aura to be able to be converted into pure energy, until a dozen minutes passed, he finally obtained the technique he got while attacking the Demon Sect, but it was incomplete.
That Demon Cultivation Technique allowed him to grow two horns and make both of his ears pointy, of course he did not want his appearance to change that way. Eventually he decided to change the content of the technique to make it better and very easy to learn.
When he opened his eyes slowly, he heard the sound of birds chirping in the yard, indicating that the day had begun to change. During the time he closed his eyes, he had already transformed a Demon Cultivation Technique, into a Black Refining Cultivation Technique.
A aura of death in the form of fog or steam can be absorbed into the body, which is then purified and channeled to the Dantian. This was a technique he had just created in consciousness, with this technique, then he could add one more training method.
The Black Refining Cultivation Technique was also different from the God Sutra Cultivation Technique. This technique did not require a Cultivator to take a sitting position cross-legged, the person practicing this Cultivation Technique was free to take any position, even while standing. It was just that there had to be an aura of death, and his soul power also had to be high to be able to withstand that aura.
Mo Lian let out a long breath, she turned her gaze on the bed, and it was seen that there was Mo Fefei who was still sound asleep in a messy position. Pillows and bolsters that fall from the mattress, sleeping positions that cross until his head almost fell.
"How could he fall asleep like that? It's been fifteen years, and there's been no change to his sleeping position. What happened while in the school dormitory, did he sleep in this position as well?"
Mo Lian pressed both her hands on the armrests on the chair and stood up from her seat. He walked over to Mo Fefei and held him in both hands. "He had his own room, but he still wanted to sleep here." He nodded slowly and walked towards the exit.
As he had just brought Mo Fefei out, Mo Fefei suddenly yawned wide with both hands stretched out, smashing his left cheek quite hard. He quickly moved his head while opening his mouth, then bit Mo Fefei's finger.
"Ouch!" Mo Fefei flinched and woke up from his sleep while feeling pain on his right day.
Mo Fefei turned his head to look at Mo Lian intently. "Why did you bite my finger?" His cheeks puffed up with slightly flowing tears.
"Your sleeping position is irregular, I brought you out because you asked to accompany me to Hanzhong City. This day we should leave, as I carried you, you hit me quite hard in the face," said Mo Lian softly who lowered Mo Fefei from both hands.
Mo Fefei tilted his head like a daze, then yawned back and gulped his lips many times. Up to the next dozen seconds, he gasped as he understood just what Mo Lian had said. "ah! Aye! There's a reunion tomorrow!"
Mo Fefei ran towards his room which was opposite Mo Lian's room.
Mo Lian shook her head looking at Mo Fefei's back for a moment, then turned to enter her own room to clean herself up, before finally leaving.
Decades later, after she had finished cleaning herself and changing clothes and preparing, she finally opened her bedroom door and walked downstairs.
"If you think about it, last night was a long day. I fought against the Head of Family and Ancestor Rosth, went to the Island of Hawaii, America, and the Bermuda Triangle."
Mo Lian who had reached the ground floor immediately went to the kitchen, there were already six people sitting at the dining table.
Su Jingmei turned her head towards Mo Lian. "Lian'er, did you also go to Hanzhong City?"
Mo Lian pulled out a chair and sat there, then replied, "Yes, I have to accompany Fefei. Do you want to take something?"
"No ..." Su Jingmei shook her head and went back to eating food. The next second he choked when he remembered something that felt very important. He took a glass of water and sipped it. Then turned back to look at Mo Lian who was on her left. "Can you come to Aunt Yu's house, give her some money, we still have a debt of a thousand Yuan. I just remembered."
Mo Lian nodded small without making a sound. One thousand Yuan, was a huge amount at the time they were living in a small house in the village that was at the end of Hanzhong City.
His departure to Hanzhong City was only known by his family, no one else knew about it, and indeed deliberately not told. It was so that no one would follow him to Hanzhong City, especially for Yun Ning who had always been holding her arm.
To go to Chengdu Shuangliu Airport by himself he ordered a taxi. Not delivered by his mother or father, he also can not drive his own car.
Mo Lian leaned against the backrest of the car seat, to her left was Mo Fefei who was busy playing the game. "Fefei, do you want me to buy you a car?" He just spoke unconsciously.
Mo Fefei quickly turned his head to look at Mo Lian's face with open eyes and widened pupils. "really?! Sure thing!" His voice was a little loud which made the driver a little shocked.
Mo Lian slightly moved away from Mo Fefei when the two faces were too close, indeed this was common, but still it was not good to see in public. "You're too close, of course I'll buy it later when we get to Hanzhong City. Provided you already have izi— mail"
Mo Fefei smiled meaningfully as he displayed his driving license right before Mo Lian's eyes. He snorted as he patted his own chest, explaining that he already had a license, and Mo Lian did not.
Mo Lian was speechless when she saw her sister's behavior. Finally he could only look out the window and wait for the taxi they were riding to arrive at the airport.
The other tens of minutes passed, the two of them had already reached Shuangliu Chengdu Airport. After he paid several hundred Yuan for the taxi fee, he and Mo Fefei walked into the waiting room.
Mo Lian sat leaning with her eyes closed in the waiting room, as well as her arms crossed in front of her chest. As he was in this position, he felt a fairly strong death aura within the waiting room.
This aura of death is not from the dead or the murder in the waiting room, this is a sign that there will be something unexpected later on the plane, or when we got to Hanzhong City.
Will the plane be back on the plow like it used to be? Wouldn't I be a pretty unlucky person if I experienced that twice?
"Consideration, passengers of XXX aircraft with flight number XC985 to Hanzhong City are welcome to board the aircraft through door A11."
Together with Mo Fefei, he stood up from the long chair in the waiting room, towards the A11 door according to the announcement mentioned.
Just as Mo Lian was standing up, she suddenly came to a halt in a hunchbacked old man-like position, and then returned to moving after a few seconds in a still position.
He had felt the aura of a Cultivator strong enough for the size of Chengdu City, if the Dongfangzhi Sect was excluded. That person's strength was at the level of the Early Divine Sea Phase, the Early stage which was very basic because it had only risen in level.
Mo Lian walked towards the door of A11, and in front of her who was five meters away, she saw an old man wearing all-black clothes, wearing sunglasses with a neat white haircut. From the old man, he faintly saw a black aura emanating.
The flow of energy in the old man was also very strange, and when he looked more thoroughly, he could sense that there was another energy within the old man's dantian.
This guy, he's trying to blow up a plane?"
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