Life is not good

Liuran's words made those protégés who watched the battle have their thoughts turned sharply, and they were all speculating about the secrets.

"The spirit of creation, the legendary forbidden existence, is it?"

"The forbidden spirit, a combination of good fortune and misfortune, is the most special true spirit in heaven and earth"

"It is rumored that the forbidden spirit is born with the shackles of fate, and it is difficult to break free from its fate"

Some protégés of extraordinary origins, who had seen some ancient books in the family and had learned about the words of the forbidden spirit, were also whispering on the side at this moment.

Some people complained about Mo Qian, and some people secretly gloated and cursed in their hearts.

Mo Qian turned a deaf ear to those discussions, and didn't care what others thought, but he had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

He was bitter in his heart, looking up at the sky in a daze, his eyes were a little confused.

The failure of this transformation is not because he is not talented enough, nor because he has insufficient opportunities, but because his life is not good.

Fate, there is a destiny in the underworld, but all living beings in this world have their own destiny trajectory.

Some people, who are born with a good personality, are born with a golden spoon, a starting point higher than most people.

Some people are born with a bad life, and they are born with misfortunes, and the road is more bumpy than most people.

But whether it is the former or the latter, while gaining, it is also losing, and at the same time of losing, it is also gaining.

If the former is inferior to its own conditions, lacks enterprising spirit, and lacks tempering, it will be difficult to succeed after all.

If the latter does not care about being born humble, is still aggressive, and persevers in the ordeal, he will eventually achieve something.

God is just, and fate is even more diverse, although there is a saying that fate is predestined, but it is not impossible to change life.

The final achievement only depends on one's own efforts, and the more you pay, the more you will gain.

As long as you keep moving forward on the road, overcome obstacles along the way, defy difficulties, and persist in walking, the destiny of heaven can also be changed.

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Thinking of this, Mo Qian let out a sigh, turned his head to look at the Wujie people, and laughed.

At the center of his eyebrows, there was a trace of red oozing, and his breath looked a little disordered, but those eyes were flickering.

"Brother, you have been wounded. ”

When Mo Qian landed beside Ah Hua, Ah Hua stared at his eyebrows and frowned slightly.

"It's not in the way, it's all a small injury. ”

Mo Qian waved his hand and smiled softly.

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However, even he didn't expect that his sea of consciousness suddenly trembled, and a feeling of dizziness swept through his body, and there was a surge of reverse blood gushing out of his body, and a blood mist erupted from his mouth.

"Brother!"

"Xiao Qian!"

Ah Hua and Wujie both changed their faces suddenly, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Mo Qian, otherwise, Mo Qian would fall to the ground.

"He's been badly wounded!"

"It's a true spirit injury, if it can't be repaired, I'm afraid it will have a great impact on him. ”

"The wounds of the true spirit are difficult to heal, unless there is a spiritual cultivator to help, but that kind of existence is not something that ordinary people can invite."

"God is unfair, God is really jealous of talents"

This change caused the protégés who watched the battle to exclaim in surprise and talk loudly.

Once the true spirit is injured, it is difficult to heal, only some rare treasure medicine can make the injury heal, or with the help of a spirit cultivator, it can also heal the wound quickly.

But whether it is a rare treasure medicine or a spirit cultivator, it will not be able to find it for a while, once Mo Qian's injury worsens and cannot be cured in a limited time, it will be a devastating blow to him.

Some people feel sorry for Mo Qian, feel that the heavens are unfair, and deliberately lower the tribulation to block the rise of geniuses.

There are also people who are happy in their hearts, feeling that the heavens have opened their eyes, and it is time to cut off the hope of Moqian's rise, and let him sink into the long river of time.

"Quick, help my brother to the ground, I have a way to heal him. ”

Just when Wujie and Mu Yulai were at a loss, Ah Hua suddenly spoke, saying that she could treat Mo Qian's injuries.

"Ah Hua can really heal Xiao Qian's injuries?"

Mu Yulai frowned, and looked at Ah Hua with some confusion.

"Don't ask too much, don't have time to explain to you, just do what I say. ”

"Quick, help my brother to the ground. ”

Ah Painting's eyebrows tightened, and he urged anxiously.

"Good. ”

Mu Yulai nodded, and a soft light shot out of his hand, slowly sending Mo Qian to the ground.

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Mo Qian was lying on the ground, his whole body convulsed, and he kept coughing up blood, and his breath was wilting to the extreme.

His face was very pale, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if the flame of life would be extinguished at any moment, like a dying man.

No one expected that the change would be so sudden, and it would be as if he was going to die in the blink of an eye.

Life is fragile, even for monks, and life is extremely precious and needs to be cherished.

"Condensation!"

Ah Huapan sat next to Mo Qian, took out an old ginseng plant in his hand, put it in the oven in front of him, and then shot out a spiritual fire and began to condense.

"You're a soul cultivator!"

Mu Yulai suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, his face was full of disbelief.

"She's a soul cultivator!"

"Soul cultivator, that's a rarer existence than the geophysiognomy master"

"I really didn't expect that at such a young age, this girl would be regarded as a guest of all forces. ”

Those protégés who were standing in the distance were also shocked by Ah Hua's identity, and spoke out loud there.

At this moment, only Liu Xiran was still calm and stood aside very indifferently, and the faces of the others were indescribably wonderful.

Sutian is vast, whether it is an earthly master or a heavenly master, they are all strange beings.

These people all possess unique supernatural powers that are difficult for ordinary people to cultivate, and they are very special existences, and they will be recruited by some big forces and have unlimited futures.

Similarly, in addition to the earthly physiognomy master and the celestial master, there are also spiritual cultivators, who also have a very special status in the world.

Because, the spiritual cultivator can refine the elixir and can treat the wounds of the true spirit for the monk, and is the most respected figure of the monk.

It is rumored that once a spiritual cultivator is successful, he can become a holy teacher, and he can become an existence that must be treated with courtesy by the gods.

However, if the monk's true spirit is injured, as long as the spiritual cultivator comes to help and gives him the elixir, he will soon be able to repair the wound.

However, not all wounds can be healed, and only by becoming a saint master can they reach the realm of being trauma-free.

As long as the spiritual cultivator has become a holy master, the heavens and the earth can be used as medicine, and the supreme treasure medicine can be refined in a single thought, and the holy master will come out, and there will be no harm in the world.

Therefore, when those protégés learned that Ah Hua was a spiritual cultivator, they were all shocked in their hearts, and they were even more excited than witnessing the rise of a peerless genius.

After all, soul cultivators are very rare, and even in the vast galaxy, it is still difficult to find many soul cultivators.

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Ah Hua looked at the oven intently, his hands kept sealing, and he typed one rune after another, wrapping the old ginseng.

Under the condensation of the oven, the old ginseng gradually exudes an attractive luster, and a trace of aroma diffuses out.

"Treasure Medicine"

Mu Yulai took a deep breath, inhaled the medicinal fragrance in the air into his nose, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Even those protégés who were standing in the distance, under this burst of medicinal fragrance, also felt a shock to their spirits, and there was an indescribable sense of comfort in Zhihai.

"Done!"

Ah Hua punched the last magic seal in his hand, opened his mouth slightly, and drank softly.

Then, a bright and transparent old ginseng flew out of the oven and hung above Moqian.

Tick

Drop after drop of liquid medicine flowed out from the old ginseng, fell on Mo Qian's eyebrows, and slowly penetrated into it.

Phew!

Raising the ground, a hazy light burst out, revealing from the sea of strange moves, and slashed towards the old ginseng in an instant.

Bang la blah

After that light slashed at the old ginseng, the liquid medicine sprinkled like rain, and all of it crept into the depths of Mo Qian's eyebrows.

Although the old ginseng plant was only on the arm of a young child, the medicinal liquid contained in it was very sufficient, like an inexhaustible medicinal spring, constantly flowing out of the crystal spiritual liquid.

All the medicinal liquids, after flowing into the sea of strange knowledge, passed through layers of chaotic qi, and finally converged on his true spirit.

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Mo Qian's breathing became more and more rapid, and a warmth came from the sea of consciousness, which hit his whole body.

At this moment, his true spirit is like a dry earth, greedily sucking the rain and dew, and the fire of life is burning rapidly.

Vibrant, from the sea of his knowledge, scattered to the four directions, just like nature awakened, all things are nourished.

Through the layers of chaotic qi, it could be seen that his true spirit plate was sitting in the center of the sea of knowledge, emitting a hazy light.

During this period, the cracks in his true spirit were also rapidly healing, like a porcelain that was about to be broken and reassembled, which was very miraculous.

Phew!

A white light burst out, piercing through the chaos of the sea of knowledge, and slashing through the void towards the old ginseng.

In an instant, the old ginseng was cut into two pieces, and the white light suddenly changed in the void, turning into a strange true spirit, and opened its mouth to suck it.

The liquid trickled like a trickle, wandering in the void, and was sucked into the mouth by the true spirit, turning into divine brilliance.

The divine light was shining, shining in all directions, revealing from the true spirit, brilliant to the extreme.

Moreover, an ancient aura spreads out, as if coming from the vast chaos, spanning time and space.

"Is that the Forbidden Spirit?"

Everyone, including Liuxi Ran, looked at the true spirit of Moqian, and their expressions became extremely shocked.

In the void, Mo Qian's true spirit shone with divine light, and was wrapped in a cloud of chaotic qi, which made it impossible to see it.

Although, everyone's vision was a little hazy, but they still saw something shocking.

Although Moqian's true spirit is wrapped in chaos, it still reveals some, allowing people to see layers of fateful shackles through the hazy chaos.

Circle after circle of chain of order, entwining his true spirit, like a shackle, imprisoning the true spirit in it.

"Ahh

"No! my spirit seems to be broken."

After a while, those disciples who had cultivated to a weaker level, there was a feeling of tearing in the sea of consciousness, as if their souls were about to be torn apart.

Because, they saw what they shouldn't see, those chains of order can imprison the forbidden spirit, and naturally have unfathomable power, not everyone can observe with the naked eye.

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