Chen Mo felt his divine sense had already immersed in the Daoist Technique taught by Chen Tuan.
Maybe due to the previous reward from the system, such a profound Daoist Technique, Chen Mo could actually understand, even comprehend.
Thus, in the subsequent time, Chen Mo listened attentively to the Daoist Technique taught by Chen Tuan and earnestly understood it.
At this moment, around Chen Mo's divine sense, black and white streams of air surrounded him, resembling a spectacular yin-yang Taiji.
Seeing this, Qiao Yushi in Chen Mo's sea of consciousness widened her eyes.
What Chen Mo didn't know was that above his head, strands of Dao Qi poured out from his body, soaring higher and higher.
So many disciples were listening to the Daoist Technique, naturally, there were many who couldn't understand it or couldn't focus.
What if they couldn't focus?
They would choose to slack off, so they opened their eyes and looked around.
