Chapter 18: This loss is a bit big

At this moment, a small black tower rose above Mo Xiaochuan's head. The bottom of the small black tower shrouded Mo Xiaochuan. Purple gas erupted one after another, instantly submerging into Mo Xiaochuan's sea of eyebrows.

Mo Xiaochuan's consciousness had begun to blur. Is this really the end? I am not reconciled, I have not yet appreciated the demeanor of the bloody rivers and lakes, I have not yet felt the pride of crossing space, I have not yet tasted the glory of ascending to the top of all beings, how can I, Mo Xiaochuan, die so aggrieved. Mo Xiaochuan shouted wildly in his heart, and the dissipation of consciousness began to slow down, and then slowly converged and condensed.

I must live well, I want to prove to Xiaoxi, I can also achieve a great cause. I must live well, because I want to live forever. Mo Xiaochuan's vow-like declaration made the slowly condensed consciousness condense more quickly, and this consciousness became thicker and purer. It's like it's been refined.

The tighter the cohesion of consciousness, the more difficult it is to cohesion. Mo Xiaochuan persisted. At this moment, a purple gas burst into the face, suddenly enveloping Mo Xiaochuan's condensed consciousness inside. At the moment when his consciousness was wrapped in purple gas, Mo Xiaochuan smiled, he knew that this crisis had passed.

The consciousness wrapped in purple gas quickly recovered, and the consciousness that was originally in the form of a light mist began to be dyed purple, a noble purple, majestic and immense. Mo Xiaochuan feels like he was in the blue when he was a child, and he seems to be conceived in his mother's body, moist, warm and comfortable, intoxicating, making people unconsciously let go of everything and completely intoxicated.

The growth of the consciousness body and the caress of the purple gas made Mo Xiaochuan lose it, and at the moment when Mo Xiaochuan was lost, he decisively cut off the consciousness of his thoughts.

Then, then, no more, because Mo Xiaochuan was already lost in that comfortable blink.

I don't know how long it took, anyway, the sky was just dawning, and Mo Xiaochuan opened his eyes leisurely, with a hint of intoxication in his eyes. Then, Mo Xiaochuan's eyes rolled, and his consciousness finally returned to reality.

The sky is bright, the sky is already bright. Mo Xiaochuan got up suddenly. I said that I would get up early to practice ancient martial arts, but this time I overslept.

Hey, no, I'm not cultivating the Essence of the Divine Formula? Why did I suddenly fall asleep? Mo Xiaochuan patted his forehead, trying to figure out what was going on.

When he thought of his own cutting thoughts, the inhuman pain made Mo Xiaochuan's face pale involuntarily. This is just the idea of cutting, if it is the cutting of the primordial spirit, then wouldn't it be doubtful to die? No wonder there were so many powers before, but there are only a handful of people who have cultivated the power of the doppelganger, so that's the case. This kind of pain, I don't want to try it a second time in my life.

After that, his consciousness almost collapsed, and although he forcibly gathered his consciousness by will, it was still a little hot to completely condense. It is said that his current state should be semi-unconscious, and he has become a living dead, right, how can he be as good as ever, and he can still be alive and kicking?

By the way, purple gas! Hongmeng Tower! Mo Xiaochuan suddenly remembered that at the last moment when his consciousness was lost, it was a stream of purple gas that enveloped his consciousness that could not be completely condensed. And this purple gas is the one that gushes out of Hongmeng Tower. It was Hongmonta who saved himself.

Did you succeed in the end? Mo Xiaochuan was a little apprehensive. If it doesn't succeed, it will be a big loss, and it will be a sin in vain. Mo Buchuan sat down cross-legged again, wanting to settle down and see the situation in the sea of thoughts, but he was afraid that he would be as busy as he guessed. Quite hesitant. The hometown is even more timid, and he doesn't dare to ask anyone. Mo Xiaochuan should be in this mood.

The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws, mother*-/, if she can't do it, she will die again, there is Hongmeng Tower, Mo Xiaochuan believes that he will not die easily. Since Mo Xiaochuan got the Hongmeng inheritance, the Hongmeng Tower only left a floor of space for him. There was nothing but the function rooms. But Hongmeng Tower, the tower has nine floors, and only when the strength reaches the corresponding number of floors can it be opened.

And this time Mo Xiaochuan's life and death are in danger, the purple gas gushing out should be at the level above Hongmeng Tower. After all, Mo Xiaochuan is the owner of Hongmeng Tower, and there is a soul contract between them. One loss and one loss, one glory. It can also be said that Mo Xiaochuan is now one with Hongmeng Tower. It's just that Mo Xiaochuan is still very weak and can't drive Hongmeng Tower. But when Mo Xiaochuan's life and death are in crisis, that kind of soul throbbing will wake up Hongmeng Pagoda to save his life.

Mo Xiaochuan guessed that unless his strength was strong enough to take the initiative to urge Hongmeng Tower, he would only wait for Hongmeng Tower to be a passive savior when he was alive and dead. This shows that in the future, no matter what crisis Mo Xiaochuan encounters, as long as his soul is not destroyed instantly, then Mo Xiaochuan is equal to an immortal existence. Even so, Mo Xiaochuan didn't plan to touch this kind of opportunity, because the feeling of facing death was really devastating.

Sinking into the sea of meaning again, Mo Xiaochuan's eyes began to open slowly from being closed.

Mo Xiaochuan was suddenly frozen, stunned, his eyes as big as copper bells. It was as if I had seen something terrifying. He was shocked.

In the sea of consciousness, the surrounding space is much larger than before, about 30 meters in circumference. In the middle, an oval-shaped sphere shimmering with purple brilliance, the size of a pigeon's egg, slowly rotated. Around the oval sphere were nine prismatic crystals that also glowed purple, rotating regularly around the oval sphere.

The purple oval sphere is the condensed fetal body of essence, qi and god, just wait for the next step to merge with the soul and turn into a baby, it will become the primordial god, and then the sea of consciousness will also turn into a purple mansion, which will be controlled by the primordial god. And the nine purple prismatic crystals that revolved around the spirit spirit carcass were the thoughts that Mo Xiaochuan had divided. But why are there nine? Mo Xiaochuan instantly felt that his brain was not enough.

Mo Xiaochuan tried to urge, yes, he could urge. But all this was beyond Mo Xiaochuan's expectations. It must be Hongmeng Tower, and only Hongmeng Tower has this kind of power. Is this a surprise?

It was a big surprise. Mo Xiaochuan jumped up excitedly.

"Bang" Mo Xiaochuan's head made a close contact with the ceiling.

"Thankfully, fortunately. Mo Xiaochuan rubbed the place where he was hit. Luckily, I didn't hit a hole in the ceiling. Otherwise, the fun will be great. Mo Xiaochuan walked around the room again. The joy cannot be extinguished. The essence, qi, and spirit have been condensed, and only the last step is needed to merge with the soul to achieve the primordial spirit.

Haha--- originally, I'm here.

Mo Xiaochuan was so excited that he couldn't help himself, he picked up his mobile phone and found Feng Xiaoxi's mobile phone number and was about to dial it. This is a habit that Mo Xiaochuan has developed, no matter what achievements he has, he will share this happiness with Feng Xiaoxi as soon as possible. However, when Mo Xiaochuan's finger pointed to Feng Xiaoxi's name, his excitement suddenly dropped.

Mo Xiaochuan, let's break up, this sentence once again appeared in Mo Xiaochuan's ears.

"The most romantic thing I can think of is that I am growing old with you---" At this time, a pleasant music sounded. When Mo Xiaochuan looked down, he found Zhuang Xiaoxian's name flashing wildly on the screen of his mobile phone.

Mo Xiaochuan answered the phone: "Mo Xiaochuan, are you still alive?" Did you say you were going to die, why did you go yesterday, I didn't answer your phone, I went to your house, and no one answered when I knocked on the door." Let me go of the pigeons, okay, you, Mo Xiaochuan. ”

Mo Xiaochuan hurriedly took the phone away from his ear at least forty centimeters away, so that Zhuang Xiaoxian's roaring voice was a little quieter. When Zhuang Xiaoxian's voice completely stopped, Mo Xiaochuan took the phone back: "Zhuang Xiaoxian, as for making such a big fire, didn't you just see me all night?" You asked me what I was doing yesterday, you are confused." Didn't we go to work yesterday and go to Sun Lan's birthday dinner and sing in the evening?"

"Xiaochuan, are you okay?" Zhuang Xiaoxian hesitated for a while before asking cautiously.

"What can I do? It's you who have something to do. Mo Xiaochuan said angrily.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Zhuang Xiaoxian asked.

Mo Xiaochuan almost burst away, "I'm sure." Pretty sure. What's wrong?"

"Today is Sunday. Zhuang Xiaoxian said over there.

Nani, Mo Xiaochuan was stunned. "You're not kidding me? Mo Xiaochuan hurriedly finished speaking. Turn your phone to the main interface and take a look, the main screen calendar shows Sunday, August 26, 2012.

I went, I was even less than they were a day, oh no, it turned out I slept a day and a night. Thinking about Mo Xiaochuan, he felt a cold sweat. If you break through in the future, maybe a meditation will be ten days and a half months, and the people around you will not be in chaos. It seems that it will be necessary to pay attention in the future. And this problem should be solved sooner rather than later.

"Xiaochuan, are you feeling better?" Zhuang Xiaoxian asked softly again.

"I'm fine. Why is it that it is less than yours? That's a bit of a loss. Mo Xiaochuan joked.

"Who knows where you went yesterday? Zhuang Xiaoxian's voice was a little apprehensive.

"I'm going to say that I slept for a day and a night, do you believe it?" asked Mo Xiaochuan cautiously and tentatively.

"It's strange to believe you. Okay, if Xiaoxi hadn't asked me to help her keep an eye on you, I wouldn't have bothered to care where you go? "Through the mobile phone, you can smell the smell of Zhuang Xiaoxian knocking over the vinegar jar.

"Otherwise, I'll do it for you today. I'll send it to you. Soon. Mo Xiaochuan automatically ignored Xiaoxi's words and asked me to help her keep an eye on you.

"Forget it today, I made an appointment with Sun Lan and them to go to the stone road to play. You can bring it to work tomorrow morning. Zhuang Xiaoxian said.

"Okay. Then you should pay attention to safety, there are a lot of bad people these days. Do you want me to be a flower messenger? Mo Xiaochuan thought about it, there was nothing left and right, it was better to go out and take a walk.

"Forget it today, let's go buy some girls' things, you can't follow it. In fact, Zhuang Xiaoxian was quite willing to go shopping with Mo Xiaochuan in her heart. But after all, it was a few girls who bought some private things, and Mo Xiaochuan followed how bad.

"Alright, call me if there's something. After Mo Xiaochuan finished speaking, the two hung up the phone.