Chapter 78 Never Give Up

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  The teacher's orders are hard to disobey, and I must follow her last wishes. But the master has already passed away and can no longer be his master. Can only use other things to make up for it, such as elixirs, mysterious skills, and kung fu techniques... As long as I am capable of doing so, I will give them to him.

  Also fulfilled Master's last wish.

  But this person's character is an unknown quantity, if he helps him and then does evil after leaving the valley, doing things that go against morality, killing is not allowed, leaving is not allowed, making it difficult for oneself to advance or retreat, and having no strategy. Such a scene must not happen.

  So all the way, quietly observing, I found that Chen Mo's bones were emitting a proud aura, and there was also a kind of majestic condensation and determination. She appreciated this, with his current cultivation as a fourth-level spiritual master, after more tempering, he would definitely achieve something.

  Mulingwei suddenly thought of it, Chen Mo had already carried the small turtle Xiao Ba on his back and slipped out from the ground, his figure flashing like a rabbit.

  "Swift as a shooting star, Chen Mo transformed into a whirlwind and landed dozens of feet high, then turned into a light and airy willow catkin, lightly sticking to the mountain wall, his fingers grasping the crevices, slowly climbing up."

  Xuān guī xiǎo bā lèi yǎn wāng wāng le qǐlai, gāng zǒu wán xuán suǒ, xiàn zài yòu lái gè xué bì hu zhua, tài bēi cuì le, wǒ yào zuò luo kuāng, wǒ yào shéng suǒ, kěshì guī qiào jǐ cì pèng dào huàng dòng de shéng suǒ, xiǎo bā dōu méi cóng chén mò de bèi shàng xià lái, qíshí zhǔ rén de bèi yě hěn yǒu ānquán gǎn.

  "Look, someone is climbing down the cliff under the Hanging Temple." Someone in the valley raised their head inadvertently and shouted out in surprise.

  Many people in Changchun Valley stopped and watched from a distance, with different expressions, pointing and discussing.

  The Suspended Pavilion is the unique place where Lu Huazhen, the former Valley Master, cultivated and refined elixirs. It contains the pure fire spirit energy of the Fire Dragon Peak, which can refine high-quality elixirs. It is now inherited and managed by Mu Lingwei.

  No one has ever been to this magnificent and spiritual place of quiet refinement, it is said that inside there is also a mysterious and mystical realm, with spiritual energy swirling around, auspicious birds and beasts too numerous to count. These are just rumors and hearsay, as no one has seen them, they can only be taken as exaggerated and distorted rumors.

  Jiang Chen and his group naturally saw it too, and after being shocked, they burst out laughing. "Is this kid an idiot? There's a shortcut but he doesn't take it, instead going to climb that steep cliff, isn't he looking for death?"

  Huo Yingfan's face was overcast with dark clouds, and his tightly clenched fists crackled with a faint crunching sound.

  His own master, Fang Yang Zhong, returned in a sorry state, with one shoulder shattered. Without resting for half a year, he would be unable to continue practicing alchemy. He then recounted the events that had occurred on the suspension bridge.

  "Chen Mo thought that by climbing up the Mulingwei, we wouldn't be able to move you? Those who trample on the Xuanhuang Sect will have to pay the price." Huo Yingfan let out a cold hum.

  Ye Lianxiang's peach blossom eyes slightly raised, and she also lifted her head to watch. With a cold laugh, she said: "You ignorant little brat, you'd better die." Even with her cultivation as an 8th-stage Spiritual Master, she didn't dare climb the treacherous wall of the Suspended Void Pavilion.

  Spiritual and majestic, with a white beard, Gu Rui De, a fourth-grade pharmacist, Xiantian third-stage cultivation, one of the oldest elders in Changchun Valley. Hearing that Mu Ling Wei returned to the valley, he also hurried over.

  He looked up to see the young man climbing on the cliff, and his eyes fell on the wooden Lingwei standing in the wind. He couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion, thinking that this was the girl he had watched grow up since childhood, who had worked hard to cultivate her skills, combined with her natural intelligence and diligence, becoming the new fifth-grade pharmacist of Changchunze.

  With her cultivation, she was more than qualified to be the Valley Master of Changchun Valley, but she was too indifferent and didn't want to be the Valley Master. However, alas!

  Look at that kid, he's just a mid-tier Spirit Master, how dare he be so bold as to climb the cliff of Hanging Sky Mountain?

  His strength was not enough to support that terrifying height. Mu Lingwei's expression was calm and peaceful, as if she had already accepted the boy's adventurous behavior. It was unclear what the situation was, so it was better to observe for now.

  Chen Mo's hand turned into a hard hook, tightly grasping the small gap hidden behind the grass, and using the power of the gap, his toes landed inside. His whole body was tense with muscle, pausing for a moment. He brewed the bright mysterious energy to the point where it was about to explode. Then came another "Swift Lightning Flash", and in an instant, a figure shot up like an arrow leaving its string, surging upwards by over a dozen zhang.

  "Wow, I didn't expect this kid to have two brushes." Jiang Chen's gloomy eyes held a hint of surprise, but with this kind of strength and borrowing method, more than half the people in the valley could do it, and some could even jump higher, no big deal.

  Huo Yingfan took the opportunity to whisper a few words in Jiang Chen's ear.

  Jiang Chen's face turned increasingly pale as he sneered and cast a suspicious glance at Chen Mo in the high place.

  At this time, Chen Mo had climbed to the middle, suddenly, the foot that was about to step on a small gap, stepped into thin air. The other foot hadn't landed yet. His whole body was suspended in mid-air. Then one hand's fingers slipped and didn't grasp the gap, only the hand clutching the gap was still slipping, his whole body hung from the cliff by one arm, swaying back and forth like autumn wind blowing down leaves, danger lurking all around.

  The little tortoise covered his eyes with his claws and couldn't bear to look. If the master doesn't mind, can we just grab the rope and go up? What's the point of being embarrassed?

  Jiang Chen saw this and his suspicious expression disappeared. With the strength to knock down Fang Ying's six-tiered spiritual master, it was probably Mu Lingwei who helped him out. Let's just ignore that self-destructive guy's futile struggles.

  "You deal with it yourself." He threw a sentence at Huo Yingfan and turned around to leave.

  Gurde shook his head, young and arrogant, underestimating his own strength.

  The rope swayed in front of Chen Mo's eyes, and with just one hand outstretched, he could easily climb up to the suspended pavilion. No! I couldn't give up on my conviction. His fingers gripped tightly onto the small crevices above, his fingertips were already worn through, and thin streams of fresh blood seeped out.

  Chen Mo sank his heart and concentrated his energy, unfolding the willow-leaf body technique. His entire person was swift and agile, like a floating willow leaf in mid-air. With one movement, he floated onto the mountain wall that could be stepped on. Only when his toes were firmly planted did he let out a breath, then another "Swift Thunder Flash".

  It shot up another dozen or so yards, its movements no longer as smooth and effortless as before, but still climbing higher and higher.

  Mulingwei's soft heart also had a hint of reluctance, so just now she intentionally moved the rope closer to Chen Mo's side, but he didn't appreciate it. With a strong mind and being very stubborn, he was indeed a rare young man, and she couldn't help but look up to him a bit more. Let's see how high you can climb then.

  Sweat dripped from Chen Mo's brow, his fingers stained with blood and flesh, yet the fragrance of orchids wafted through the air. The bracket supporting the suspended pavilion was now within reach. With renewed determination, he thought to himself that once he cleared this wall of orchids, he would be there. Summoning all his strength, Chen Mo's fingers hooked into the gap beneath the orchid, ready to propel himself upward and bring the orchid with him.

  The purple orchid seems to have lost its guarantee of survival, shrinking and withering in an instant.

  "Chen Mo, don't you dare harm the orchid! Do you know that every grass and tree is also a living being?" Mu Lingwei's heart ached for the orchids on the cliff wall, which were her master's favorite flowers. Unconsciously, she shouted at Chen Mo, then pointed at the withered purple orchid from afar.

  "Ten Thousand Spirit Fingers"

  With a "whoosh" sound, a faint green mist fell onto the orchid, shrouding it in a thin layer of fog. The wilted orchid seemed to have drunk dew and nectar, its leaves regaining their vitality in the misty air. The purple flowers bloomed even more radiantly, releasing a heady fragrance that filled the nostrils.

  That amazing effect was cast into Chen Mo's eyes, and his mouth opened in astonishment. Mu Lingwei's powerful strength was revealed once again. This healing technique full of spiritual energy and vitality is truly too amazing, too shocking. I didn't expect that besides the mysterious green liquid with miraculous effects in my own mind, there would be such a broad and profound healing technique.

  He couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, how could he bridge the last bit of distance, and the light of the mysterious energy in his dantian was almost exhausted.

  Let it be the greatest test given by heaven. Seamless and unclimbable, then let me create.

  Chen Mo gritted his teeth and threw a "Vajra Opening the Road" punch directly at the mountain wall. With a loud crash, stone chips flew everywhere, and a deep fist print was carved into the mountain wall. Using his own fists, he forcibly opened up a path to climb higher.

  With hands and feet working together, using the last bit of strength to push upwards, I managed to grab onto the railing of the suspended pavilion with one arm and flipped myself over it.

  Xuān Guī Xiao Ba, resembling an old master getting off a sedan chair, flipped down from Chen Mo's body and faced Mu Lin Wei. He first revealed three teeth in a smile, and said: "Brother, my heart is bursting with joy, let me shine brightly for a moment."

  Chen Mo wiped away a big drop of sweat and panted, revealing a faint smile. He looked at Mulan sincerely, without arrogance or haste.

  Mokuren, ready to lend a helping hand, was also shaken in her heart. This kid, is he out of his mind? How dare he be so reckless? Is it bravery or foolishness?

  In short, I have never seen anyone below the age of 18 who has the guts and strength to climb up alone. Let alone he is carrying a cumbersome little turtle on his back.

  In an instant, the Fire Dragon Peak suddenly erupted, with a pillar of fire shooting up to the sky, and rolling hot magma pouring out from the mountain mouth. However, it seemed to have encountered a powerful barrier after three breaths, and could not roll down any further. The Long Spring Valley was unaffected.

  At last, Chen Mo and Mulanwei stood shoulder to shoulder on the railing, overlooking the mountains and valleys below, with the beautiful scenery of Changchun Valley unfolding before their eyes.

  The sky was painted with a brilliant red glow and intense sunlight, casting a dazzling golden-red border around the two of them.

  Looking down from the pavilion in mid-air, some people saw this scene and had different expressions. However, everyone unanimously thought that he was a pure fool.

  Gurde nodded and said, "It's easy to say but hard to do. This kid has strong willpower and determination."

  At this time, Chen Mo's heart was clear and calm. Mulan Wei and Mingyou Lian were definitely not the same person, although they looked similar, their temperament and character were completely different. Mulan Wei had a kind heart and couldn't bear to let even a single flower or grass wither away, how could she be the ruthless and merciless Poison Guanyin, Mingyou Lian?

  Mulingwei didn't say much, she slightly nodded her head in approval. She lightly jumped down from the railing and walked towards the Suspended Pavilion.

  Chen Mo, who had not yet caught his breath, grabbed the turtle and hastily followed after them.

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