C12 He Forgot to Eat and Sleep

Just as Lin Mo was ready to start practicing his martial skills, a mocking voice suddenly sounded, but it was naturally not the voice of old beggar that Lin Mo was looking forward to.

"Aiyo! This kid's cultivation speed is not bad! He's already at Stage Seven Turin Power." The one who spoke was naturally the shrine.

"I say, can you not be so loud next time you speak? You'll scare people to death, understand? Also! Didn't you say that I am your master? Who talks to their master like that? Also, where do you have any Earth Rank Heaven Rank martial skills? Get two for me to practice."

Lin Mo was momentarily stunned by the sudden appearance of this fellow. He immediately rolled his eyes.

"Tsk, I have too many masters. If you die like the ones in front of me, I will just walk away. Wait for the next master and martial skills. It depends on whether you can get them or not, but I can't give them to you yet. First, practice the two martial skills in your hands! "

The shrine did not take Lin Mo's rebuttal seriously at all. Then, it said indifferently.

"Tsk, can you not be so petty!"

Although Lin Mo was unhappy in his heart, he did not say anything. After all, Lin Mo was very clear about the principle of biting off more than one could chew.

"You don't care about me. What can you do if I am petty? Who told you to wake me up after breaking through? I'm going to sleep. Seriously. "

As he spoke, there was no longer any sound from the shrine in Lin Mo's mind. When Lin Mo heard this, he was even more speechless. This was really more shameless than the last! Previously, he thought that old beggar was disrespectful towards his elders, but now it was this guy again.

But today, I am in a good mood, so I won't fuss about it with you...

Next, Lin Mo naturally prepared to start cultivating the Black Finger. According to the introduction of the Black Finger, in order to cultivate the Black Finger, he needed to temper his index finger to the point that it could withstand the strength of the special meridians that were being opened up. Therefore, what Lin Mo needed to do next was to temper his own index finger.

Originally, the requirement for practicing the Black Finger was to use the right index finger, but after thinking for a while, Lin Mo wondered if the finger in his left hand was different. Why didn't they cultivate together? He might as well use both of Lin Mo's index fingers to practice.

In the beginning, Lin Mo used the Iron Locust Tree to temper his fingers. The so-called tempering was nothing more than destroying his physical body.

His four fingers bent slightly, and his index finger stretched out slightly. Then, he twisted his index finger and poked the trunk of the Iron Locust Tree.

Suddenly, Lin Mo's facial expression twisted slightly. There were two extremely faint marks on the trunk of the Iron Locust Tree. They were the marks left by Lin Mo just now.

The Iron Locust Tree was definitely not an undeserved reputation. Lin Mo's current physical strength was at least at the seventh level of the Spiritual Power realm. However, he didn't expect that Lin Mo would still underestimate the reputation of the Iron Locust Tree. Or, it could be said that Lin Mo had underestimated the requirement of the strength of Black Finger's index finger.

This was because the lowest requirement of the Black Finger was to be able to leave a mark on the Iron Locust Tree with a single strike. Of course, the mark indicated that the finger had to be at least two-thirds of the Iron Locust Tree.

Sensing the pain that had yet to disappear from his index finger, Lin Mo immediately gritted his teeth. Without any hesitation, he once again thrust his two index fingers toward the Iron Locust Tree. Of course, he didn't use any spiritual energy within it.

According to old beggar's plan, Lin Mo had already mastered the strength of the Black Finger. This was because according to old beggar's estimation, when Lin Mo broke through to the seventh level of Spiritual Energy, it would only be a matter of time. His physical strength would definitely exceed Lin Mo's spiritual energy.

This meant that he would be able to cultivate the Black Finger. However, what old beggar didn't expect was that Lin Mo wasn't cultivating the skill that he had given him. It was the Whole Heaven Spirit Transforming Spell. Of course, almost no one knew about this, including Lin Mo himself and the shrine.

Because the only creator who knew about the Whole Heaven Spirit Transforming Spell had fallen...

That was why Lin Mo still needed to temper his index finger. If this continued, Lin Mo would feel that the method of cultivating his skill and body forging was quite good. At least it would not look as cruel as it was now.

Although Lin Mo could endure the pain, when this bloody scene appeared in front of him once again, Lin Mo's eyes slightly focused. He once again recalled his three years of perseverance.

Although it looked ridiculous, would old beggar fancy him without those three years of persistence?

Everything was unknown...

Lin Mo had no choice but to stop after he sensed that his bloody and mangled index fingers were unable to continue poking the metal pagoda tree. He immediately sat down. The Spiritual Energy in his Dantian was also crazily surging towards Lin Mo's two index fingers.

The Spiritual Energy crazily repaired the injuries on the two index fingers. Even so, the recovery of the injuries on the index fingers were still quite slow.

A cold feeling came from the index finger, and Lin Mo instantly felt a sense of comfort...

Two hours later, the two badly mutilated index fingers were finally able to move freely, and instantly, Lin Mo stood up as well. He glanced at the Iron Locust Tree in front of him, and Lin Mo didn't hesitate at all.

Puff!

The silent sound rang out once again. It was as if it kept hitting the deepest part of a person's heart. It was clear and loud!

Lin Mo's index finger became badly mutilated time and time again. Lin Mo also used his spiritual energy to recover time and time again. It was a boring cultivation method, but Lin Mo was very happy, as if there was nothing boring about it.

This was because Lin Mo could clearly feel that after every time his index finger became badly mutilated, the strength of his spiritual energy recovered became stronger, although it was very subtle. However, Lin Mo was not in a hurry.

Puff!

A dull sound echoed through the surrounding trees. This dull sound shocked some of the birds in the trees, causing them to scream in fear. It was as if this was a fatal threat.

At this moment, Lin Mo was quietly looking at the two index fingers that had completely disappeared into the Iron Locust Tree. The corners of Lin Mo's mouth lifted into a satisfied smile.

According to the description of the Black Finger, as long as one's index finger could pierce through two-thirds of the Iron Locust Tree without using any spiritual energy, one would be able to reach the level of cultivation.

However, for safety reasons, Lin Mo was not in such a hurry. Instead, he raised the strength of his two index fingers to such an extent before he prepared to open his Qi Paths.

It took him a total of ten days. During these ten days, Lin Mo did not have the time to practice his Critical Strike during the day. Instead, he focused all of his attention on cultivating the Black Finger. Of course, at night, Lin Mo wouldn't waste any of his energy, so he naturally used it to cultivate his Spiritual Power.

Therefore, at this moment, Lin Mo could feel that he was getting closer and closer to the eighth level of the spiritual energy. He was just waiting for him to break through the thin membrane.

He took his finger out from the Iron Locust Tree and looked at the densely-packed finger holes on the Iron Locust Tree. Then, he smiled faintly and left the place.

...

Lin Mo, who had returned to the mountain temple, immediately sat down and began to adjust his condition. A quarter of an hour later, Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes.

A trace of light flashed in Lin Mo's eyes.

Immediately, the Spiritual Energy in Lin Mo's Dantian began to circulate. Lin Mo urged the Spiritual Energy in his body to flow towards his two index fingers. However, at this moment, it was not to recover the injuries on his index finger, but to open up the meridians on his index finger.

According to the instruction given by the Black Finger, Lin Mo could clearly feel the three extremely tiny meridians on his index finger. Right now, what Lin Mo needed to do was to open up the first meridian. This way, Lin Mo's Black Finger could be considered as the entry level.

Controlling the spiritual energy, it began to flow towards the meridians on his index finger. Suddenly, a slight pause was felt by Lin Mo, as if something had blocked it.

Instantly, Lin Mo increased the strength of his spiritual energy, and it rushed towards the place where the energy came from.

No...

Lin Mo increased the intensity of his spirit energy once again...

Finally, after Lin Mo used fifty percent of his strength, Lin Mo felt a slight loosening of the resistance.

Lin Mo, who had sensed it, also felt delighted in his heart, and immediately increased the strength by another ten percent.

Pop!

A dull sound came from Lin Mo's heart. It was like the sound of something being pierced through. Lin Mo could feel it.

Then Lin Mo's body became lighter. He immediately realized that his spirit energy could flow freely in the opened meridians. As long as he willed it, that powerful spirit energy could escape from his index finger at any time and whistle out.

Lin Mo was instantly excited. He stretched out his right index finger and slowly extended it towards a stone block at the entrance of the temple.

Swoosh!

A wave of spiritual energy shot out from Lin Mo's index finger.

Puff!

With a clear sound, tiny stone chips flew out from the stone block. One! The finger hole had pierced through the entire stone block, causing Lin Mo to secretly suck in a breath of cold air. If this was in the body of a god... It would be like poking a hole in a god's body.

Secretly putting away the thoughts in his mind, Lin Mo continued circulating his spiritual energy and arrived at his left index finger.

With his previous experience, Lin Mo's left index finger's meridians were exceptionally easy to open. After feeling that the meridians in both of his index fingers were unimpeded, Lin Mo smiled in his heart.

However, Lin Mo did not get up. Instead, he took out the Bronze Cauldron in the Storage Ring and some of the spiritual herbs that old beggar had left behind. This was because Lin Mo could clearly feel that incomparably clear thin film that needed him to pierce it!

...

An hour later... ...

Lin Mo, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was covered in sweat. His brows were tightly knitted, as if he was suffering something, and was looking forward to something.

Hmph!

A muffled groan was emitted from Lin Mo's mouth. Suddenly, Lin Mo's tightly knitted brows slowly relaxed. A trace of a smile also flashed across the corner of Lin Mo's mouth.

"Eighth stage Spiritual Power, hehe! Today's harvest is really not bad!"

Lin Mo stood up and clenched his fist. Feeling the increased spirit energy in his body, he immediately muttered to himself.

"Yo! I broke through again, but what are you so proud of, kid?"

...