1477: C1477 Recover Your Memories

C1477 Recover Your Memories

What to do?

The three of them looked at each other. Forget it. Chang Xu shook his head and said to Faang Zhenghua, "Don't disturb him. Come with me. I need to check the condition of your body..."

After checking, he confirmed that the curse caused him to lose his memory. If he could solve it himself, he would do it immediately.

"I'll have to trouble senior." Faang Zhenghua quickly cupped his hands and followed Chang Xu. Together with Zhou Wei, the three of them went to the master bedroom.

In the living room.

Mo Nan had no idea what was happening outside. He was focused on cultivation.

He did not look like a proud person, but in fact, he just did not show his arrogance.

old rascal did not like being weaker than others.

Different people, other proud people, when they heard that they were born much worse than others, they might suffer a blow and be unable to recover.

Chang Xu just now. Mo Nan had also suffered a blow when Chang Xu said "ordinary people," but he would not be unable to recover from it. Instead, he would think of a way to surpass everyone in his own way.

The old man had also said that he would need to put in several times more effort to achieve the effect of other people's cultivation.

So what if he worked hard once?

Mo Nan was a lazy person, but once he focused on something, he would be able to concentrate and work hard. Otherwise, he would not have more arms than others. Why was he the only one who had become the king of mercenaries after graduating from the Dao College all these years?

He only focused on hard work.

In addition, Chang Xu had said that Martial Sovereign Stage was to sharpen one's state of mind, so he could understand a little.

A warrior's cultivation was to break the shackles of life. However, this goal could not be condensed into a Dao Heart. It was too vague.

old rascal had already condensed a Dao Heart once, so he understood that condensing a Dao Heart required an extremely accurate goal. Hence, putting aside the shackles of life, most martial artists still needed another direction of hard work.

This direction didn't matter whether it was big or small, good or evil. The most important thing was that one had to work hard towards this goal, and one had to strengthen one's Dao heart.

If it was not firm enough.

Well, Mo Nan had already experienced the consequences of his Dao heart being destroyed. He had almost fallen from the Martial King Stage realm back to the Grandmaster realm.

The reason why his Dao Heart hadn't fully condensed was because even though he hoped that Ancient Martial World would regain its peace, he still hadn't figured out what this peace was based on.

Therefore, his Dao heart was only a semi-finished product. Of course, this was only one reason. old rascal failed to condense his Dao heart. There were many other reasons that affected him. Therefore, it was inevitable that his Dao heart would be destroyed.

Speaking of which, at the moment.

At this moment, Mo Nan adjusted his state of mind and didn't get distracted by Chang Xu's words. He had always believed that one of the four Nine Heavens of the Sky Spill was to be fought for. So long as one was willing to fight for it, then there was nothing in this world that was certain.

A Grandmaster could temper his body?

Recalling Faang Zhenghua's words, Mo Nan began to try to adjust the circulation route in his body.

Before this, he didn't understand the meaning of the Grandmaster Stage's circulation route, so he could only run around like a headless fly. Now that he understood, it was much easier.

Simply speaking, what he needed to do was to modify the Martial God Spell Grandmaster Stage Martial Arts Graph to allow his physical fitness to be maximized.

This was also the original intention of creating an ancient martial art.

Chang Xu had said that only self-created Chang Xus were the most suitable for him, and only then would they be able to unleash their full power.

In the past, he didn't understand what a Grandmaster Stage was trying to do, so he tried to use both body forging and spirit enhancement on the circulation path of a Grandmaster Stage, but he was too greedy. That was why he failed.

Now that he had a goal, it was much easier.

Of course, the ease was only compared to before. In fact, a complete ancient martial art was the work of a Proud Son of Heaven back then. It was extremely difficult to optimize and adjust it.

Fortunately, old rascal had an understanding of the meridians of the human body that was no weaker than anyone else's. Therefore, although it was difficult, he was still steadily adjusting it...

On the other side, in the bedroom.

Chang Xu checked Faang Zhenghua's condition and immediately confirmed that this kid had cursed him.

Therefore, he began to treat Faang Zhenghua after he laid him down.

One by one, mysterious words came out of his mouth. Just by listening, it was filled with a desolate aura. Immediately, he began to jump around the bed like a great god. He sat there with exaggerated movements and kept circling around the bed.

Zhou Wei at the side looked at a wooden person speaking strange language and sitting with strange movements and felt her scalp go numb. This scene was really too horrifying.

However, if Mo Nan was here, he would understand that what Chang Xu was doing was an ancient ritual.

Curses were a branch of witchcraft.

Sorcery originated from the ancient times. What Chang Xu was talking about now was also the language of the ancient times.

Mo Nan was very curious about what had happened at that time. He tried to learn these languages. He might be able to use them in the future, but after Chang Xu taught him a few pronunciations, he realized that he could not speak them no matter what.

Chang Xu smiled and told him.

"The language of the Witch Clan does not speak through the throat, but through the mind. Your mind is still too weak, so you can't make these sounds."

Knowing that he could not do it, He was a fool, and Mo Nan gave up immediately.

Of course, this was not Chang Xu's intention. The former's intention was because Mo Nan could cultivate together with his mental energy after he understood this.

old rascal actually understood it as well, but he pretended not to.

The truth was, it hurt too much to cultivate with mind power.

Chang Xu had once asked him to stare at those formations and symbols, but after looking at them for a little longer, he felt dizzy and had a splitting headache. old rascal swore that he would never want to experience that feeling again in his life.

"Alright."

At this moment, Chang Xu had been busy for more than half an hour. Finally, he stopped and said lightly.

Zhou Wei immediately looked expectantly at the bed.

After a while, Faang Zhenghua slowly got up, as if he had fallen asleep for a while. His head was swollen and he could not remember anything.

Gradually, he recalled everything.

"Girl."

Suddenly seeing Zhou Wei by the bed, Faang Zhenghua's face showed some guilt and complicated feelings. He scratched his head and got up, embarrassed.

"I made you worry."

"Brother!"

Zhou Wei was sure that Faang Zhenghua was her brother. She hugged him excitedly.

Faang Zhenghua grinned back and protected his sister. At this time, he looked at Zhou Wei in surprise and said in puzzlement, "Girl, your legs?"

He was happy that his sister had recovered, but he could not figure out why his sister could suddenly stand up.

"Mr Mo helped me treat her."

Zhou Wei smiled without eyes. Immediately, she told everything that happened during Faang Zhenghua's absence.

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