Chapter 128: The Broken Monument

The two of them, Lin Mo and Fei Sanjing, who had returned to their residence, then began to count the harvest this time.

Together with the spirit medicines of both Li Shan and Feng Hong, there were a total of thirty-two second rank spirit medicines.

"This is really hairy, in the past they were all robbed, this time they actually snatched back so many." Fei Sanjing looked at the spirit medicine that was emitting this little bit of light and said excitedly.

Lin Mo said, "Let's split it equally, then refine it as soon as possible and don't keep it on your body."

Fei Sanjing hurriedly said, "Brother Mo, how can we share it equally, I didn't even do anything here, why should I take so much."

"Let you take it and you take it, where so much nonsense."

"No, I only want ten plants, the rest is for you." Fei Sanjing said, "Besides, you still need to improve your strength as soon as possible, that way you can deal with Yu Jing."

In the end, Fei Sanjing insisted again and again, so Lin Mo didn't make any pretences and took twenty-two spirit pills for himself.

After taking the spirit medicine, Lin Mo called out the Ying Long Martial Spirit.

Whew!

After the white Ying Long Martial Spirit appeared, Lin Mo threw a strain of spirit medicine into the dragon's mouth, only to see the Ying Long swallow the second-order spirit medicine with a wail.

Half an hour later, Lin Mo felt a stream of pure Heavenly Dragon Yuan Power flowing from the Ying Long Martial Spirit into his Dantian Qi Sea.

This newly injected Heavenly Dragon Yuan Power caused the Yuan Wheel in his dantian to become incomparably excited.

"By the looks of it, these twenty-two spirit medicines are completely enough for me to break through to the Fourth Sky of Yuan Chakra."

Feeling that newly injected Heavenly Dragon Yuan Power into his dantian, Lin Mo quantified it and said.

Lin Mo stopped after refining three more spirit medicines.

A martial artist's cultivation couldn't just rely on external objects to improve, that would lead to an unstable cultivation foundation and would affect the breakthrough to higher realms.

This was something that his father had told him a long time ago.

The best cultivation was to use one's own refining of Yuan Power as the main focus, supplemented by the addition of spiritual medicines, so that it would not affect a martial artist's foundation, but also significantly increase the speed of cultivation.

"It's time to take a look at the Adamantium Breaking Monument."

Lin Mo stood up and glanced at Fei Sanjing, who was still refining the spirit medicine, before heading out.

He had joined Broken Adamantium Peak for more than ten days now, and hadn't yet gone to the Broken Adamantium Monument, and now that his reputation had spread, not many people dared to mess with him anymore.

So at this time, he had to go to the Broken Adamantium Monument so that he wouldn't be disturbed.

When Lin Mo arrived in front of the Broken Adamantine Tablet, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties sitting there.

With a country face, high nose, and a circle of scruff around his mouth, he looked like he was not angry.

He wore a grey robe and sat cross-legged in front of the Broken Adamantine Monument, his hands resting against the stone monument with his eyes tightly closed.

"Is he also here to comprehend the Broken Adamantine Tablet?"

Lin Mo wondered to himself, but the other party was probably in the middle of a critical moment, so he couldn't be bothered.

He sat down not far from the middle-aged man, and after some preparation, he also placed his palms against the Broken Adamantine Tablet.

When he put his palms against the broken Adamantium Tablet, Lin Mo immediately felt a bone-chilling coldness pass through his entire body from his palms.

After only holding on for less than thirty minutes, Lin Mo felt that his body was on the verge of freezing.

With that, his mind moved and he immediately pulled his palms away.

The moment his palm was detached from the Broken Adamantine Monument, everything returned to normal, and his body, which he thought was going to freeze, was not in the least bit fine.

It was as if nothing had happened.

"It's rare that someone from Broken Adamantium Peak would still come to enlighten the Broken Adamantium Tablet."

When Lin Mo looked at his hands in doubt again, the middle-aged man next to him said in relief.

"Late generation Lin Mo, meet the Elder."

Lin Mo hurriedly bowed and said, although he didn't know what the middle-aged man's identity was, but calling him an elder wouldn't be wrong.

"Lin Mo? No wonder."

Hearing Lin Mo's words, the middle-aged man's eyes were slightly surprised as his gaze sized up Lin Mo.

"Elder knows me?"

"I've only heard his name, but I haven't seen him."

The middle-aged man smiled, and that gaze towards Lin Mo carried a touch of appreciation.

"Is Elder also here to study the Adamantium Breaking Tablet?" Lin Mo asked.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Yes. Elder Qing Yu Zi's lifelong learning is sealed amongst this Broken Adamantine Tablet, so if I can comprehend it, why wouldn't it be a blessing for my Qing Xuan Sect."

"I don't know if Elder has gained anything?"

"No clue."

He shook his head and sighed, "Nowadays, as soon as I come into contact with this Severed Adamantium Monument and begin to comprehend it, I will feel my body burning as if it were on fire, and I will have to retreat in less than half an hour."

"Flame burning?" Lin Mo said in surprise.

What he felt was icy cold to the bone, so why did this Elder feel like it was burning with fire?

"I feel as if this is an illusory sensation, but I just can't let go of the panic within me."