People are iron, rice is steel, and the only things that can survive are plants and fungi, and even the world's cultivation bosses can't escape the word "diet".

However, it was said that Mo Xie was obsessed with the mystery of the characters on the Chixiao Sword and couldn't extricate himself, and his hands and feet were dancing and driving his internal qi to run uncontrollably. The annihilation of the old, the breeding of the new, the energy consumed in the renewal, and metabolism can never be created in a vacuum.

Part of this consumption and this energy comes from the free aura (energy) in the surrounding space, while the other part must be transformed and paid for by the body's own nutrients.

"Gollum!

Mo Ye, who didn't know how long he had been dancing for a long time, suddenly heard a protest from his belly, so he temporarily broke away from his addiction for a moment, and took a Bigu Pill from not far away.

As early as when he first got this elixir, Mo Ye swallowed one, how to say it, the words "melt in the mouth" have nothing to do with this elixir, and a pill the size of a dragon's eye can only be chewed and swallowed slowly if it can't be melted.

The taste of Bigu Dan is salty, and because these Bigu Dan are all "working meals" in the branch of the Xiuzhen Alliance, their quality is outrageously low, and it even has a fishy smell when Mo Ye chews it, and its hardness and toughness make Mo Ye have the illusion that he is gnawing on salted dried fish every time he chews it.

It was disgusting, and the pills that I tasted when I was mixed with Yan Chixia were simply one in the sky and one in the ground, or they were two completely different things.

The so-called "Bigu Dan" in the present world is not a product of cultivation in the true sense of the word, but a product of modern technology. It is simply a concentrated food, and through the modern concentration process, the nutrients, vitamins and other substances that can support ordinary people to consume for a month are concentrated into a longan-sized ball. It's only natural that it tastes terrible when you look for something like this.

"Knock knock!"

After taking a pill, he got two or three liters of water, and after eating and drinking, Mo Ye once again comprehended the Chixiao Sword and danced again.

Time passed quickly in Mo Xie's cycle of "dancing with his hands and feet→ protesting with his stomach → eating, drinking→, and dancing with his hands", and finally broke this cycle not by a certain profiteer's slap in the face, but by the stunned mind caused by a certain stop to take a pill and take it.

"How long have I been cultivating?"

Mo Xie froze in place, he reached out and touched his one-centimeter-long beard, which he had grown at some point, and asked blankly.

Yes, he was a little stunned, both his dead fish-like eyes and the insensitive movement of his left hand touching his cheek at the moment.

He now looks like a wilted man walking home after an all-night stay in an Internet café.

However, all cultivators who cultivate are more and more spiritual, and the only one who can cultivate himself so sluggishly is the only one who is not evil.

"Plop!"

Mo Ye sat down on the cloud carpet and lay down after a long period of distraction.

His eyes were closed, and there was a slight snoring in his mouth and nose.

He fell asleep.

Generally speaking, the next thing to do after the night is only to make up for sleep, and the time for this sleep should generally be at least as long as the time consumed by the night, this is the body's self-protection mechanism, people's mental and physical levels need a recovery time, but Mo Xie is destined to sleep badly.

Neither the outwardly many angels who surrounded him from afar like watching the animals in a cage juggle, nor the inwardly profiteers who were supposed to give the painstaking hints that Mo Xie had to give when he was obsessed with cultivation and couldn't extricate himself from it, would not sit idly by and watch Mo Ye fall asleep. It's just that the first of these two parties will send a representative to greet Mo Xie, while the other side will only bring a life-urging demonic sound.

"Sao Nian~~!Wake up~~!It's time to make a choice~~!"

deliberately waited until Mo Ye's consciousness was confused to open his mouth, and he deserved the name of "profiteer" "Holy Scripture", and at this moment it was no different from the legendary Zhou Papi.

Select ......?...... What ...... choice?"

Mo Xie gathered a trace of spirit in a daze, and his figure appeared in his sea of consciousness that had turned into a verdant forest, but at this time, the vision that had been used to fight against Lin Ming on the spiritual level seemed very decadent, and the leaves on each tree were as if they had been basked in the dog world, curling, drooping, and listless.

"The next mission world will open in a day's time, so choose it!"

The sound of the Holy Book echoed in the sky above the forest, and the gray sky was marked with the sound of the voice.

"What??There's only one day left?!"

Mo Ye was shocked,

"Didn't you say that you would give three days' notice?!"

"I see that you are so devoted to your practice, I am afraid that it will disturb you and cause you to go mad. ”

The Holy Book has no face, but if there is one word to describe the tone in which it is spoken, it can only be "the face does not change".

"Then I really have to thank you!"

Mo Xie gritted his teeth.

"You're welcome. ”

The Holy Book replied.

"What are your options?"

Mo Xie asked.

"Well, see for yourself, I'm too lazy to read it. ”

A stack of papers with golden light floated down from the air and happened to fall into Mo Ye's outstretched hand, and Mo Ye was on all fours in this spiritual space.

Mo Xie estimated that this stack of paper was at least five centimeters thick.

Obviously, the options given by the Holy Book have been updated and expanded, and a month can indeed make too many things happen.

Some of the vows are already GG, some are still alive, and some of the people who have not yet made the vows have joined the ranks of the vows.

He began to read article by article:

"My son was taken away, his arm was frozen and shattered, and there was no hope in the dark carriage...... Our leader has been talking about 'revolution and life' for a long time, and it is estimated that he will continue to talk about it for a long, long time...... God, who will help me, whatever the cost......"

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"The treasure in the Dead River is mine! The highest position in the Holy Sect should also be mine! It's all you scum! You scum have actually degenerated enough to join forces with those so-called 'righteous paths' to harm me! I don't accept it! I don't accept it......

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"Sixteen years, I have been deceived for sixteen years......"

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"Gyoza!! Damn Saiyan !!"

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"I ...... I don't want to die!Oh my God!It's just a 'YES'!Why am I here for no apparent reason!The throbbing presence in my chest seems to be getting more and more powerful!It's over...... Are you going to die...... Whoever can save me, everyone is fine!

……

Looking at the list of options in the "Handicapped" special edition, Mo Ye felt a deep malice from the "Holy Text".

Needless to say, the two comrades of "Dark Carriage" and "Sixteen Years", those two worlds have no potential for Mo Ye to develop; Mo Ye, the friend in the "Death Ze", is a little interested, but thinking about the identity of that friend, the crisis he faced, and what to do after surviving the crisis, Mo Ye still has to plan carefully; The enthusiast was omitted by Mo Ye at first glance, the battle pattern of the destroyer star was still a little early for Mo Ye, although there was indeed more than one big opportunity in that world, and the last "YES" brother was Mo Ye's focus, but he was also worried about some problems. For example, how are the points earned in that world calculated?

"Forget it...... Let me sleep a little longer......"

The annoyance was quickly defeated by drowsiness, and Mo Ye's consciousness quickly fell into a daze......