Seeing that the Spirit Millet was about to bloom and bear seeds, Chu Jun was naturally extremely unwilling to allow Chu Jun to destroy the fruits he had obtained after months of hard work. Chu Jun held a half-meter-tall spiritual millet in his hand and was unable to make up his mind to pull it out. Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light flashed in his mind. He closed his eyes and released his divine sense to carefully scan the spiritual millet. Suddenly, Chu Jun's entire body trembled. Seeing a group of strange insects emitting black gas rushing towards him with their big teeth waved, he was shocked and hastily withdrew his divine sense. The scene in front of him instantly disappeared.

"The shen power cultivated by the Cold Moon Art is holy and cold. It's a piece of cake to purify this evil germ and insect. It's good to train your divine sense and the technique of using divine power!" A dry and cold voice sounded in Chu Jun 's mind.

Hearing this, Chu Jun was delighted and once again released his divine sense into the Spirit Millet Plant. A group of ferocious and evil strange insects pounced over with open teeth and claws. Chu Jun forcefully used his scalp to activate the power of the crescent moon in Yongquan acupoint. A cold energy slowly flowed towards the palm of his hand. Chu Jun only felt that those strange insects were biting his weak divine sense. Every bite was painful to the heart. Finally, the crescent moon shen power seeped into the plant, and the strange insects that were emitting black smoke fled as soon as they touched the crescent moon shen power. Chu Jun was overjoyed. He activated his divine power to chase after them step by step. Under the rush of divine power, one strange insect after another turned into ash.

After a cup of tea, Chu Jun let go of the hand holding the plant. His entire body was drenched, as if he had just been pulled out of the water. However, his face was filled with joy. Chu Jun rested for a while and continued to destroy the second spiritual millet. This was undoubtedly a very crazy move. One had to know that there were at least a hundred spiritual millets in a row. Even Foundation Establishment experts of the Spirit Plant Hall wouldn't dare to kill Black Spirit Moths like this. This was because it consumed a great deal of spiritual energy and divine sense, so it was impossible for him to put his old life at stake.

Chu Jun was a newborn calf that didn't fear tigers. He did something that even Foundation Establishment cultivators didn't dare to do. His entire body seemed to be possessed. He was hungry and ate a spirit bean. He was thirsty and drank water from the stream. He was too sleepy to sleep. He fell asleep for two hours, got up, and continued to remove insects from the ground. After working endlessly for ten days and nights, Chu Jun had obviously lost a lot of weight. His eyes were sunken, and his expression was withered, similar to that of a barbarian. Everyone said that the newcomer was crazy. He squatted in his spiritual field all day long, holding the spiritual millet plant in his hand in a motionless daze.

The night was as cold as water, and the crescent moon was like a bow. It was already the second half of the night. There was a black shadow squatting in the ling field. The black shadow held a ling millet in his hand. His eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks were slightly caved in. He looked very haggard. The cold dew in the night had wet his messy hair. After a long time, the black shadow slowly stood up, raised his head and took a long breath towards the night sky. He poured out a spirit bean from the bottle and swallowed it. He dragged his 1000 jin steps to the end of the stalk and fell to the ground. Soon, a light snoring sound could be heard.

A graceful figure emerged from between his eyebrows and silently stared at Chu Jun on the ground. He let out a soft sigh and scattered into the night, "What a stubborn fellow!" With a casual wave of his hand, a cold moonlight sprayed out, wiping out all the mosquitoes surrounding the feast.

… dividing line

" Chu Jun , hey, wake up!" Duan Li patted Chu Jun 's bearded cheek.

Chu Jun sat up and opened his bloodshot eyes. Seeing Duan Li 's chrysanthemum face approaching, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"How did you end up like this? You're still asleep in the field!" Duan Li blamed.

Chu Jun rubbed his eyes and grinned, "Too tired, I didn't pay attention!"

"Sigh, you're just a coward, you've exhausted yourself to such an extent!" Duan Li shook his head. Suddenly, he pointed strangely at the revived Spirit Millet in the Spirit Field and said, "These Spirit Millets seem to have come back to life. How did you do it, kid?"

Chu Jun glanced at the few beds of spiritual millet that had turned from yellow to green, and an oily pride arose in his heart. However, he said, "Senior Brother of the Spirit Plant Hall helped me!"

Duan Li smiled and said, "Your luck really isn't fake. You actually managed to bring back the dead. Otherwise, you would have suffered a terrible loss this time!"

Chu Jun grinned and said, "Indeed, I can't take out twenty thousand jin of spirit corn. At that time, I'll have to pack my bags and scram!"

"Go back to your room and rest. Be careful of leaving behind the root of your illness!" Duan Li patted Bai Chujun's shoulder and left.

"Although Duan Li is stingy, his heart is quite good!" Chu Jun stood up and stretched. Chu Jun's crazy actions over the past ten days had inadvertently increased his divine sense by a lot, and his use of the New Moon divine power had already reached a level where he could easily use it, and it was exactly in response to the saying "blessing in disguise".

Chu Jun ran into the stream and took a bath. He cleaned his beard and looked at the thin cheeks and sunken sockets in the stream. He couldn't even recognize himself. After changing his clothes, Chu Jun took out a porcelain bottle, which contained more than a dozen black plague moths that he had deliberately left behind.

"Return the favor with his own way, come and do not rude things to him!" Chu Jun sneered and put away the porcelain bottle. He returned to the hut and slept soundly. He did not get up until dawn. He went to Zhu Chong and Hou Li's spiritual fields and put the Black Epidemic Moth inside. Only then did he sneak back to the hut and continue sleeping.

Chu Jun slept until the morning of the third day in one breath before he got up. He felt comfortable all over, and his vitality and spirit had completely recovered. The light and shadow woman swished out. Chu Jun was already used to her existence, so he stretched his waist and greeted her. The woman looked at Chu Jun for a while and asked, "Chu Jun, why is your resilience and vitality so strong? Have you ever consumed any rare treasures?"

That's right. A few days ago, Chu Jun was still haggard and haggard. He only slept for a few days before recovering. His face was red and he was in high spirits. Chu Jun shook his head in shock and said, "No, why do you ask?"

The woman snorted coldly and said, "If it was someone else who had continuously overdrawn their potential like you, they would have died a long time ago. You're lucky, not only are you fine, you'll be as good as new after sleeping for a while!"

Chu Jun suddenly remembered his ability to heal his wounds. He thought to himself, "Could it be that because of the mutation in my gene during the crossing, I am now immortal? Or perhaps Madman Zhou and the others injected me with a drug that can mutate my gene?"

Seeing that Chu Jun was silent, the woman knew that he would not say anything. She said indifferently, "From today onwards, I will teach you the first level of the Blazing Sun Art. After you have completed it, I will teach you the second level of the Frost Moon Art. The two techniques will be practiced alternately!"

Chu Jun frowned and said, "I... I've always wanted to ask, why are you treating me so well?"

The woman was stunned for a moment and said coldly, "Am I being nice to you? Perhaps I have other intentions in passing on your cultivation technique?"

A chill rose in Chu Jun 's heart. He nodded and said, "Perhaps, but I haven't seen any harm in cultivating the Frost Moon Technique for the time being!"

The woman sneered, "You've only learned a little!"

"Can you tell me your name?" Chu Jun asked the question that had always been hidden in his heart.

The woman said coldly, "Do you really want to know?"

Suddenly, Chu Jun felt that something was wrong. He hurriedly said, "You'd better not say anything!"

The woman asked in surprise, "Why?"

Chu Jun shook his head and said, "No reason, I suddenly don't want to know anymore!"

The woman said coldly, "You're smart. Knowing my name is not good for you at all. It might even lead to death!"

Chu Jun 's heart skipped a beat as he asked, "Why do you have such a powerful enemy?"

"You're right, whoever knows my name, I will kill him first!" The light-shadowed woman said in a serious tone.

Chu Jun couldn't help but be speechless. Could this be the so-called psychopath? The woman shot a cold glance at Chu Jun and said coldly, "Do you think I'm unreasonable?"

Chu Jun didn't know how to answer, but he chose to remain silent. The light-shadow woman didn't ask any further, and her voice returned to an emotionless cold and dry tone, "Remember the first layer of the Blazing Sun Art."

Following that, the light-shadow woman taught Chu Jun the first layer of the Blazing Sun Art. She warned him to cultivate during the day. With the experience of cultivating the Cold Moon Technique, Chu Jun quickly opened the meridian path from the Yongquan acupoint at the bottom of his left foot to the temple above his head and successfully rushed to open his aperture.

More than a month had passed in a hurry, and Chu Jun 's Blazing Sun Art had also achieved a small success, but it had not been able to successfully expel the object. The light and shadow woman told him that exorcism could not be accomplished overnight. Even if he cultivated the New Moon Divine Power, he had to rely on himself to slowly experience and try exorcism. When he could exorcise, it depended on his own good fortune and comprehension.

On this day, Chu Jun was cultivating the Blazing Sun Art. He could feel the blazing aura on his body from a meter away. Chu Jun suddenly rolled out of bed with a muffled snort and covered his lower abdomen with a scarlet face. The woman instantly came out from between Chu Jun's eyebrows and asked excitedly, "What do you think?"

Chu Jun rubbed his lower abdomen and shook his head, "I don't know why his dantian suddenly felt so painful!"

The woman was silent for a while before she said, "The Cold Moon Technique and the Blazing Sun Technique are two different techniques. It's natural for them to expose each other. When your first layer of the Blazing Sun Technique is completed, the Yongquan acupoint on your left foot will form a new Yang energy. The two divine energies will reach a balance, and the problem will naturally disappear!"

Chu Jun was skeptical, but the light-shadow woman's tone was firm, so Chu Jun could only choose to believe it temporarily.

Early that morning, Chu Jun went to the spiritual field to water it. After removing the insects last time, the ten mu of spiritual millet grew joyfully. The millet produced was plump and heavy, much better than the others. All the outer sect disciples who passed by couldn't help but marvel.

"I didn't expect that Chu Jun would be an expert at planting. It looks like it won't be a problem to produce 2,500-600 jin per mu!"

"That's right. A month ago, this brat's spiritual field suffered from diseases and insects. I didn't expect that he would actually look so good now. What a peculiar thing!"

"Hehe, I heard that Zhu Chong and Hou Qiang's ling fields were also infected not long ago. They were also terrifying black plague moths. Nearly a hundred acres of ling millet were burned down by the senior apprentice-brother of the Spirit Plant Hall!"

"Haha, there is indeed evil retribution. This time, these two bastards have suffered a terrible loss. 200,000 jin of spirit corn. Tsk tsk, there's no rope to hang them!"

Ever since cultivating to the Crescent Moon Physique, Chu Jun 's eyesight and hearing had improved tremendously. Even though he was several dozen meters away, he could still hear the whispers of this group of cultivators.