Yu Mo has long been accustomed to this kind of vision. This must be the magical power he had practiced in his previous life, which will automatically appear during his cultivation.

"Hey, I knew so much in my previous life, so I'd have to study this talisman record carefully."

As soon as he thought, he opened the page of the book in his mind, and the title page was the three words "True Mantra".

Then, below is a weird pattern.

He studied it carefully and found that it was clearly a talisman, and the strokes were outlined together, as if there was a magical power, attracting attention.

"Is this the true mantra? What's the function?"

He murmured to himself. As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that his meaning was obvious. A thought appeared in his mind. Suddenly, he suddenly realized: "The true mantra actually makes people reveal the truth!"

In other words, as long as he learns the true mantra and casts it on others, he can let the other party reveal the truth. Wouldn't the other party hide the secret?

Nowadays, people in this society are good at hiding, and this true mantra can play a big role.

“I want to learn it.”

He immediately made up his mind and quickly stretched out his fingers in the air as shown in the pattern, sketching them outlined them one by one.

The true mantra is not simply to gesture with your fingers, but to activate the power of robbery to the fingertips. Using your hand as a pen, the power of robbery is equivalent to ink, but this ink will not appear.

He took a deep breath, focused all his attention, and his fingers gently slid in the air, and a mysterious force rippled.

The air seems to fluctuate a little, very slight and extremely difficult to detect.

"Oh, it's broken!"

He was about to draw the entire talisman, but it was broken at the last moment. This was because he could not control the power of the disaster, which resulted in his subsequent power being powerless and failed.

"How come you're so exhausting."

He glanced at himself and a layer of fine and dense beads of sweat appeared on his body, which was a sign of excessive mental consumption.

"I understand. This true mantra is not so easy to draw. It's so hard to draw before I can draw it. If I draw a complete talisman, I'm afraid I'll be exhausted."

He immediately practiced the breathing and breathing technique to replenish his physical strength and energy.

call!

He let out another breath of white breath, recovered his energy, and gestured again.

With the experience from last time, he made complete preparations to control the power of the catastrophe. The power of the catastrophe is like water, which will continue to last and will not be powerless.

His face was serious and he outlined it in strokes.

The air fluctuates slightly more.

His movements were also smoother, with the momentum of flowing clouds and water.

"I understand that the more you use it, the less the fluctuations in the air will be, and the harder it will be to attract others to notice."

This is particularly important when facing the enemy. If you are aware of the enemy in advance when casting the talisman and the enemy is guarding in advance, wouldn’t it be a waste of effort?

"I must practice the true mantra more in the future, and there must be no such mistakes." He silently warned himself.

He raised his arm and wanted to draw the true mantra again, but found that it was in vain. When he was halfway through, the power of the catastrophe became weak and he could not finish the true mantra in succession.

He was unwilling to give up, so he practiced the breathing technique and recovered his energy. He tried several times in a row, and the result was the same.

He thought about it and gradually understood.

"It seems that I can only cast the true mantra once a day, and the true mantra does not last long, only about ten minutes."

He had just carefully observed the true mantra he drew, and it disappeared in about ten minutes and lost its effect.

"I believe that with the continuous practice and improvement of my skills, the true mantra will last longer and longer."

Immediately afterwards, he focused on the talisman record and prepared to look at the talismans behind. However, when his consciousness tried to turn the next page, he did not respond at all.

"Damn, no, this is the true mantra of this talisman record? What is the talisman record?"

He was shocked.

"wrong!"

He immediately calmed down and thought carefully. He had thought wrong. The talisman record was definitely not just one true mantra. It was just that his strength was too low and he could not turn the next page at all, so he could not learn other talismans.

"It's incredible that there are such rules."

He marveled at the talisman record. The more he read the talisman record, the more extraordinary he felt.

Before he knew it, the sky showed white whites, and Yu Mo stopped practicing. Although it was consumed a lot, the breathing and breathing technique made him more energetic.

He quietly returned to the villa. Before the others got up, he took a shower happily and then came to the kitchen to work hard.

"Hey, it smells so good, what's going on?"

Ye Qianqian rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes, and found that it was already bright outside the window, and a very strong fragrance floated in through the crack of the door.

She quickly got out of bed and rushed out, the fragrance floated out from the kitchen.

Ling Yao and Yu Yue walked out of the kitchen, looking like they were swallowing. Seeing this, Ye Qianqian hurriedly went downstairs and came over.

"Why is it so fragrant?"

Yu Yue welcomed him enthusiastically and said, "Sister Qianqian, you have a good taste. My brother had a whim this morning and made medicinal porridge, which tasted great!"

When Ye Qianqian heard something delicious, he lit up.

But I immediately woke up again. It must be that Yu Mo wanted to bribe him with food and wanted to know about Yu Yue.

Humph, if you agreed last night, I will tell you.

Now you don’t think I agree. Even if you put delicacies in front of me, don’t think I will tell you.

Ye Qianqian looked at the kitchen and said deliberately disdainfully: "Medicinal porridge? That's not something that anyone can make?"

As a daughter of a wealthy family, Ye Qianqian is certainly familiar with medicinal porridge.

This not only requires excellent cooking skills and control of the temperature, but also requires a deep understanding of medicinal materials and pharmacology in order to make medicinal porridge that is both delicious and nutritious.

Therefore, she was not optimistic about Yu Mo's medicinal porridge at all.

Ling Yao also knew this, but she was not as suspicious as Ye Qianqian. She smiled and looked like the rising sun outside the window, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. She said with a firm say: "The medicinal porridge made by Yu Mo must be delicious."

Yu Yue kept nodding: "It must be delicious!"

Ye Qianqian rolled his eyes and looked suspicious.

At this time, Yu Mo came out with the medicinal porridge and glanced at Ye Qianqian. Ye Qianqian glared back at him.

Yu Mo seemed to have not seen him and said, "Dinner is on!"

"I'll serve the rice." Yu Yue took the initiative to serve the rice. After a while, everyone held a small bowl in their hands. Yu Yue sucked her nose and said contentedly: "It's so happy. I haven't eaten the medicinal porridge made by my brother for a long time."

Yu Mo smiled and said, "Then you have enough food this time."

"Yeah!" Yu Yue nodded excitedly, her little face was red.

"I'll try it, not because someone is just a mess and is just a mystery." Ye Qianqian said jokingly.

Yu Mo heard the tingling scent in her words, but he didn't care.

A small spoon of medicinal porridge was put into Ye Qianqian's pink little mouth, and her tongue was gently rolled up, and a spoonful of porridge was completely wrapped in her mouth.

Wow--

She really wanted to scream, is this medicinal porridge?
Chapter completed!