Early in the morning, Mu Li ran the recipe for several weeks and opened his eyes.

He was also taken aback by his usual calm personality.

The white-haired old man actually appeared on the trunk of the tree in front of him again, standing on the tree and staring at Mu Li with his eyes.

Mu Li was quite speechless.

What the hell is this old man going to do?

He had no malice, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

But appreciation is appreciation, you don't have to come every day, you always come quietly.

"What the hell do you want?" Mu Li asked with a frown.

Although the realm of the opponent's martial artist is quite high, it is estimated that it has reached the point of surpassing the martial artist, but it is not useless to really do it. There are so many means for immortal cultivators, and there are many secret techniques for escaping.

"It's nothing, it......'s nothing," the white-haired old man said with a smile, "It's just that I was a little excited to suddenly find a top candidate." ”

"What do you mean?" Mu Li asked.

"It's not interesting." The white-haired old man laughed, then turned and jumped out again, and walked away......

Mu Li was stunned for a moment.

What a strange person.

He thought about it and decided to change positions. Otherwise, every time I finished cultivating, I would find an old man staring at me with a smile, how terrifying it would be.

This time, Mu Li chose directly on a cliff, and there was a cave in the middle, which was difficult for ordinary people to climb.

There are many stalactites in the cave, and the color is magnificent and bright.

Unexpectedly, Mu Li actually found that a small pool of emerald green stone solution had accumulated in the stone trough deep in the cave, exuding bursts of fragrance.

"I didn't expect that there would be chalcedony fluid here, the stalactite forest in this cave has existed for at least three hundred years...... "Mu Li is in a good mood, this is an unexpected joy.

The chalcedony liquid is the essence that has accumulated in the stone forest for many years, and the amount is very small, and it can be regarded as a good spiritual thing.

If ordinary people take a little, they can keep their bodies healthy and prolong their lives, and there are many benefits.

For immortal cultivators, they can use chalcedony liquid to quench their bodies, sublimate their physical bodies, and become purer and more powerful.

"So far, I haven't cultivated a supernatural power, and today I just used this chalcedony liquid to cultivate a physical supernatural power." He pondered.

The earth is a martial planet, the wisdom of human beings is infinite, and many weapons of great destruction can cause great damage to warriors.

Mu Li is now in the realm of the middle stage of Qi training, which is equivalent to the Great Martial Venerable among the martial artists, and he can not be afraid of bullets and ordinary bombardment, but if he changes to the first-class missile and keeps bombing, he can still cause danger to his life.

If you can cultivate the physical supernatural power to the peak and reach the realm of inviolability of all laws, you can go anywhere in this world, and all kinds of conventional hot and cold weapons can be regarded as idle.

"The Innocent Saint Human Body, just cultivate this." Mu Li searched his mind and found a ** supernatural cultivation method.

Legend has it that there was once a pure body cultivator in the Crape Myrtle Star Cultivation Immortal Realm, who cultivated the Innocent Saint's body to the extreme, and even made the space fluctuate when he raised his hands and feet, and it was extremely easy to move mountains and seas, and the Innocent Body could easily break through ten thousand laws, and the powers of the same era were all pressed under his feet and couldn't raise his head.

There is another advantage of cultivating the Innocent Saint Human Body, that is, in the process of cultivation, the physical body is constantly refined, so that the physical body becomes more and more pure, which is in line with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and the speed of cultivating the exercises can be several times faster than that of ordinary people.

In his previous life, Mu Li traveled all over the world after becoming a venerable person, and discovered the method of the Innocent Saint Body in a wilderness, but he did not cultivate because of his own other physique.

Mu Li** sat cross-legged on the edge of the stone trough with his upper body, first took a small amount of chalcedony liquid, and then applied it all over his body, and began the first cultivation of the Innocent Saint Human Body.

The body of the Innocent Saint can be called against the sky, but it consumes too much heaven and earth treasures, and in this earth where the aura is thin, Mu Li doesn't know what level he can eventually cultivate.

As time passed, Mu Li's skin turned red, and hot air was constantly coming out of his body.

The process of cultivating ** supernatural powers is accompanied by suffering, because this is the process of ** transformation.

It was tempered until noon, when Mu Li stopped, and the body of the Innocent Saint was considered to have entered the door, but the physical body had become much stronger than before.

Suddenly, Mu Li looked at the entrance of the cave.

A few black lines popped up on his forehead.

Is this white-haired old man a stalker, how can he be like a maggot on a tarsal bone......

He stood at the entrance of the cave again, smiling at Mu Li.

Dead Old Pervert......

Mu Li muttered in his heart, stood up from the ground, and shook his body, shaking off a large piece of dirt, which he had refined during his cultivation.

Every time the realm is raised, it is a time to wash the essence and cut the essence, so the peak of the Innocent Saint body will be unreasonable.

His skin became as warm as jade, free from dust.

"Not bad...... good" The white-haired old man looked at Mu Li's treasure body from top to bottom, and commented appreciatively.

Mu Li pulled his face and put on his clothes and walked to the entrance of the cave.

"What is your purpose, if you have something to say, just say it, otherwise if you follow me again, I will turn my face." Mu Li said bluntly.

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and then his expression gradually became serious.

It was a long time before he spoke.

"Let me ask you, if this time when the Chinese people are in dire straits, are you willing to stand up, selflessly dedicate yourself to the world, and fight for their safety?" He asked slowly.

"Selfless dedication......" Mu Li muttered.

He was silent for a few breaths.

"I'm not a bad person, but I'm not a good person either. I can incarnate as Shura and slaughter thousands of troops, and I can also be at peace for my relatives to return to the countryside......"

"I admire the great benevolent people who have selflessly contributed to the world, but I can't be like that. I act as a person and as I like, just for myself......

Mu Li said sincerely.

He lived his life only for himself and the people he cared about, and he didn't have such a great spirit to think about others.

He used to be a Wuji Heavenly Venerable, and behind him was also a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and there were not a few lives lost in his hands.

"...... like this" The white-haired old man's eyes dimmed when he heard this, as if he had suddenly aged a little.

"Okay, I got ......"

He was depressed, no longer excited, and had no energy.

"Farewell." He said absent-mindedly, turned and jumped out of the hole.

"Hey, is it so difficult for me in Jingzhou to find a successor to the state pastor......

In the mountains and wilderness, there was a helpless and desolate sigh in vain.

Mu Li watched him leave without saying a word.

This old man may be from some organization, and everything he does is for the people.

But he couldn't be a good guy in the eyes of the world.

In this era, good people carry too much and get too little......

He just wants to be able to protect his relatives.

This time, after the white-haired old man left, he didn't appear in front of Mu Li again, and he was finally able to clean up.

Mu Li went out, found some wild things to eat, and returned to the cave.

There is still a lot of chalcedony liquid in the stone trough of the cave, and it is estimated that it can still support Mu Li to quench the body of an immaculate saint four or five times, which is enough to make his holy body small.

After another afternoon, in the evening, Mu Li was alarmed.

Someone has gone into the mountains......

He walked out of the cave and stood on top of the cliff, condescendingly observing.

He saw a group of strangely dressed men carrying a coffin on the mountain trail towards the back of the mountain.

These people are not ordinary people.

Mu Li groaned, jumped off the cliff, and followed behind.

When he got closer, Mu Li found that the aura on these people was also weird, revealing a dead and yin aura, and he felt like a living dead walking corpse.

But these people still have human life, not to the point of being like corpses.

Their faces were blank, and several people carried the coffins to the shaded side.

The more I walked, the colder I felt, and the yin qi became heavier and heavier.

After following for more than half an hour, they stopped, and at this time they had reached the belly of the mountain on the shady side.

It was a steep slope, with a black hole in the middle, bubbling with a hint of cold, and it seemed to lead to the Nine Shadows.

Mu Li's face was solemn.

There was a sinister and dangerous aura coming out of the mouth of the cave, which made people's hearts palpitate.

He immediately concluded that the inside of the cave was afraid that there was something terrible.

The men stopped in front of the cave and lowered the coffin.

The two of them lifted the lid of the coffin, and immediately a thick smell of blood filled the air.

Mu Li moved.

The coffin was full of human blood!

"Whew......"

The depths of the cave throbbed, and a terrifying roar could be faintly heard.

Mu Li changed color and stood up.

Suddenly, a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

He looked back and saw the familiar face of the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man shook his head at him, made a silent gesture, pressed him to squat down, and continued to observe the scene over there.

The men pointed the coffin to the hole, and poured a coffin of human blood into the hole.

"Whew......"

An even more throbbing howl sounded from inside the hole, and it sounded terrible.

The white-haired old man pressed the wooden detachment until the men poured out the blood and carried the coffin away.