It was late at night, and the Yu Mo and his brothers did not leave their homes. Because it was dark and there were no cars to go to the city.

The two of them could only stay at home for one night first.

Yu Mo comforted her for a long time, and Yu Yue returned to her room to rest. Yu Mo leaned against the door of her sister's room and sat down quietly.

He couldn't fall asleep at all, so he simply sank his consciousness into his brain.

The Demon Saint still did not respond.

However, the power of robbery flowed through the meridians gave him a new feeling.

"The power of robbery is not only a hazard, but also can turn waste into treasure, which is of great benefit to me." Yu Mo clenched his fists, his joints clattered, and he felt very powerful.

He clearly remembered that when he fought with Wang Ba, the power of robbery gathered in his eyes, Wang Ba's movements slowed down, and then he easily turned defeat into victory.

"This catastrophe power seems to be like the internal power of martial arts. I wonder if I can obey my control." Yu Mo murmured to himself.

He concentrated all his energy and tried to control the power of the disaster.

Shh!

After a long time, he let out a long sigh of decay and found that he could not control the power of the catastrophe. The catastrophe was wandering on its own and was not under his control.

"If you can't control the power of the catastrophe, the effect of the catastrophe will be greatly reduced." He looked disappointed.

When his eyes rolled, he suddenly had a whim: the power of a catastrophe is equivalent to the internal strength of a martial arts practitioner. If there is a corresponding skill, wouldn’t it be possible to control the catastrophe power like controlling the internal strength?

As soon as this thought arose, the Demon Saint's eyes opened again, but this time his catastrophe power did not become restless.

However, the brain tingled, and a dense piece of text appeared in his brain, like a branding iron, lingering.

"The God of Tribulation." Yu Mo couldn't help but exclaim, "Is this a practice technique?"

He was excited, focused his attention, staring at these words intently. There were more than a thousand words in total, all of which were ancient texts, profound and obscure.

With the reading level of modern people, they may not be able to understand it. If it were Yu Mo in the past, he would have only a few understandings.

But at this moment, the profound and obscure ancient texts were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and they could read them clearly without any difficulty.

"What's going on?" He was shocked.

Suddenly, ancient books flashed in his mind like movies, extremely clear. Without reading, he knew what was in it.

These ancient books are not martial arts, but ancient classics, such as "The Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects of Confucius", "Mencius" and many other classics that he had never heard of.

He was sure that he hadn't read most of the books, but it was so strange that he could memorize them.

Is it the effect of the power of disaster?

"The books of the previous life will all belong to you."

The sound of the Demon Saint, full of vicissitudes and majesty, suddenly rang out.

Yu Mo's eyes widened.

Books from previous lives, is this a book I read in my previous lives? Why is there "Jin Ping Mei" among them?

He smiled bitterly, and the books he read in his previous life were quite complicated.

However, the skills in my previous life must be more than that, will other skills be returned to him?

"Once you repay the love debts of your previous life, you can not only refine the power of your catastrophe, but also let all the skills of your previous life belong to you." The Demon Saint replied.

Yu Mo was overjoyed. He was not sure what skills he would have in his previous life, but he must have many skills that he would not know.

The so-called skill is too strong and you don’t suppress yourself. If you have these skills, you may be able to give your sister a better life.

Immediately, he couldn't wait to make up for his previous love debt.

But where can I find my lover from my previous life?

It was like a basin of cold water pouring down his head, extinguishing his hope.

He shook his head and focused his attention on the Tribulation God Art first.

The Tribulation Art is very clear. Cultivation is to compete with the sky, go against the sky, break your own shackles and constraints, and strive for that glimmer of hope.

The level of cultivation is divided into nine levels from weak to strong, and each level is divided into the first, middle and last three stages. These nine levels are body refining, foundation building, fasting, gathering the top, distracting the spirit, leaving the body, Mahayana, combining the Tao, and passing the tribulation.

Cultivation is easy to start and then difficult, especially the later it goes, the more difficult it is to make progress. Of course, the more powerful it is. As for how powerful it can be, it is not mentioned in the Tribulation God Art.

In addition, others practice true energy, while those who practice the Tribulation God Art are in the body of tribulation power.

If a person has the cause and effect of his previous life, he will naturally have the power of disaster. However, most of the cause and effect of his previous life have been completed and the power of disaster is not much, so he cannot practice the magic trick of disaster.

Only those who have not yet completed the cause and effect in the previous life and who have too much power in the catastrophe can practice the catastrophe magic technique.

"In this way, this Tribulation God Art is tailor-made for me." Yu Mo laughed silently, shook his head, and did not think about these things, and practiced according to Tribulation God Art.

With his foundation in ancient Chinese literature, he immediately understood the tricks of the Tribulation God Art, and used the Tribulation God Art step by step to guide the Tribulation power, and operated according to the path of the Tribulation God Art.

Hurry!

The originally unruly power of disaster actually ran according to his will, like a trickle of streams, flowing through meridians.

"Success!"

Yu Mo was extremely surprised. This feeling was very mysterious. The power of the catastrophe was equivalent to the extension of his arm, like an arm instructing him.

"The God of Tribulation is really powerful!"

The power of robbery wandered to his fingertips, but it stopped immediately. The power of robbery could not leave his body, and an invisible force was blocked.

"It seems that the power of the catastrophe cannot escape from the body." He directed the power of the catastrophe to return, over and over again, the power of the catastrophe wandered in his body. Every inch of meridians and every inch of skin actually changed after the catastrophe power flowed.

It seems to be getting stronger.

"Is it because of refining your body?" Yu Mo was secretly shocked, so he simply closed his eyes. Time passed by little by little, and he made progress little by little.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed: "The early stage of body refining."

In this moment, he actually got started and reached the early stage of body refining.

If other practitioners saw this scene, their chin would definitely fall to the ground in surprise.

Generally, practitioners need guidance from famous teachers, and then combine this elixir method and practice hard every day to reach the early stage of body refining in about three months.

But Yu Mo actually reached the early stage of body refining before he could use it for a night and was already a genius among geniuses.

"According to the teachings of the Tribulation in the early stage of body refining, the body has been tempered and is even stronger, and the power of one punch can reach 100 kilograms."

He was eager to try and punched the wall next to him.

Bang!

The wall broke a hole in response, and the fist passed through the hole. This was not the end. With a clang, the bricks around the hole also shattered and turned into a big hole.

"this……"

He originally wanted to try the power of his fist, but he didn't expect to punch a big hole in his wall. This power is too terrifying.

Is this the power of one hundred pounds?

Why do you think it's more than one hundred kilograms?

His heart was surging. With the God of Tribulation, what is King and Domineering? It's not worth mentioning.

He touched his chest, and there was no jade pendant there. He knew that all this was the change brought about by the jade pendant.

My mother told him to carry a jade pendant since she was a child, only saying that it could ward off evil spirits, but she never expected that it would have such a magical effect.

Now he had to wonder what the jade pendant was and where did it come from?

Do your parents know the magic and origin of jade pendants?

"No, they definitely don't know, otherwise I would have let me apply blood on the pendant, so how could I endure the pain for so many years?"

Bang bang bang bang!

A rapid knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, and Yu Mo was shocked and stood up.

"Ah-Brother, what's wrong?" Ye Yue's scream sounded inside the house.

Yu Mo quickly comforted: "Yue'er, sleep with peace of mind, I'll go see what's going on."
Chapter completed!