Standing in the grotto, Wei Wuji felt a sharp pain in his body, and his divine will was obsessed, hurting his internal organs. [No pop-up novel network]. (。

He didn't heal his wounds right away, but took out the beast space and inspected the condition of the chicks. The chicks devoured a lot of Warcraft Yuan Dan, and they were still asleep, not knowing how long it would take to wake up.

"Sleep is cultivation, and those who are gifted are not ordinary, whether it is a monster or a human being, it is the same as a demonic beast or a human being, and the cultivation journey is smooth sailing, and it is simply carefree. Wei Wuji thought of the hardships of his cultivation, and he sighed with thousands of emotions in his heart.

He put away the beast space, entered the gourd fairyland, and began to heal and repair his body.

After the tempering of the sword qi, the artistic conception of the innate sword mastered by Wei Wuji has reached more than ninety percent, and there is still a little confusion left. He knew that if he didn't cheat, with the strength of his cultivation, he would be able to pass the last pass of the Sword Peak, and he would be able to wash away the confusion in his artistic conception and completely master the innate artistic conception of the sword.

The sword qi refining also made Wei Wuji's body strong to an unbelievable level.

According to a rough estimate, even if it is a fourth-order or fifth-order cultivator, the sword qi that attacks is made. Even if Wei Wuji didn't run the True Qi Body, he could easily block it with the strength of his physical body alone. Wei Wuji's current strength is so terrifying, like a monster.

But such a strong body, just by the divine obsession with a light glance, it was hit hard. ┢╞╡。 The strength of God's will obsession is simply appalling, and it has completely reached an incredible realm.

This is still the divine will obsession with desperately suppressing it, and he glanced at it inadvertently, and if he stared at it, Wei Wuji would immediately fall.

"This divine consciousness is so strong that when you look at it, you get hurt like this. It is recorded in the classics that only a saint can suppress it, so what is the strength of a saint, and what is the realm of the saint's strength? There is also a great avenue that the saint does not dare to say easily...... What is preaching, and is there a life ...... preaching?"

Wei Wuji checked the injuries of his body, his heart was full of thoughts, and his thoughts followed the inertia, and he went all the way like this. He shook his head, smiled wryly, and stopped thinking about these complicated questions, which were too far away from him.

After checking the injury, Wei Wuji appeared in the middle of the injury, with an attack similar to a curse. This kind of attack is quite ferocious, lurking in the body, as long as it is not eliminated, it will constantly cause damage to the body.

Curses belong to a type of rune, and in the rune books that Wei Wuji cultivates, this terrifying method is mentioned, but there is no in-depth study method. The Wizard Hall of the Northern Clan is better at this kind of secret method, such as by controlling the hair and blood on the cultivator's body, it can hurt the cultivator's body.

There is a certain truth to everything, and the same is true for cultivation.

Wei Wuji's understanding of this, such as the integration of sword casting into essence blood, is to enhance the fit of sword control. ┞╪┝。 The curse is controlled by hair and blood, and it hurts the cultivator's body, which is probably the same reason.

For the next time, Wei Wuji stayed in the gourd fairyland, healing and recovering.

Before his body recovered, he couldn't cultivate the Evolution Meridians. In addition to healing, he can only cultivate the Great Phaseless Refining Technique. In the process of healing, a little accident occurs, and Wei Wuji can repair the damaged internal organs, but he cannot eradicate the erosion of the curse.

"It's strange, this curse injury is so difficult to eradicate and heal?"

Wei Wuji was also born as an alchemist, and when he encountered incurable diseases, his curiosity became great, and he became interested, and began to think of various ways to test the medicine on his body.

More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the injuries on Wei Wuji's body have healed. Only the cursed injury, Wei Wuji racked his brains, and with all his methods, he still couldn't completely eradicate it. At most, he could only use the power of the runes to suppress the curse on his body in a corner of his body, shackle and seal it, so that it could not be done, and it would not affect his usual cultivation.

"It seems that with my strength, it is difficult to resolve. The period of the cave retreat is coming to an end, so I should find the divine will to eliminate it for me. Wei Wuji was a little unwilling in his heart, but he had to admit defeat.

He stood in front of the picture of the fallen leaves of an ancient tree and transmitted a divine consciousness to the painting.

This time, without the guidance of the array spirit, Wei Wuji's body disappeared in place, entering the dark mystery. The exit in front of him was like a bright spot, and Wei Wuji felt the familiar power and pushed himself towards the bright spot.

Whew! Wei Wuji rushed out of the bright spot and stood in the field of the tenth level of Sword Peak.

Walking into the teleportation circle and teleporting to the cliff, Wei Wuji came to the cave, and now his divine obsession was still asleep.

"I don't know when, he'll wake up, but I can temporarily seal the curse's injuries......"

Wei Wuji left a mark of his visit at the entrance of the cave, turned around and walked out of the secret realm in the painting.

A few days later, a disciple from Youxuan Valley came to the cultivation grotto and reminded Wei Wuji that the expiration date had arrived.

"If Senior Brother wants to continue cultivating, according to the regulations, he needs to pay the corresponding sect merits. The disciple said with a smile.

"My cultivation is over, so I don't need to continue the retreat. Wei Wuji said.

"If that's the case, ask the senior brother to go to Taniguchi to sign a name, which is the final end. The disciple smiled and nodded, and bowed his fist to Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji returned the salute, walked out of the grotto, and walked towards the valley mouth.

The disciple looked at the direction in which Wei Wuji had disappeared, and quietly activated a communication talisman on his body, with a malicious smile on his face, "As soon as you get out of the pass, you will be hit head-on, it's really unlucky, hehe......"

Wei Wuji hurried forward, he naturally didn't know that as soon as he got out of the customs, he was targeted by others.

There was a forest in front of him, and Wei Wuji walked in quickly. When he walked deep into the forest, Wei Wuji saw an old man in his fifties walking towards him from the path in front of him.

Wei Wuji thought that he was a member of the sect who had come to cultivate in Youxuan Valley, so he didn't care about it in his heart and walked over head-on.

"Stop me, don't go!"

The old man stood on the path and stopped Wei Wuji from looking up and down, "You are Wei Wuji, a disciple of Yaofeng?"

"In the next exactly. Wei Wuji looked at the other party, the old man was wearing the clothes of the sect, with the logo of an elder on it, and his identity should be the elder of a certain branch.

"It seems that I have found the right person, today I will teach you a good lesson on the etiquette of meeting elders. ”

The old man's momentum soared, and he crushed towards Wei Wuji, "Are you going out to practice in the sect and talking to worldly people?" Wei Wuji, standing in front of you is an elder of the sect, seeing that the identity of the sect is higher than your elders, you should humbly call yourself a junior, not something below!"

Obviously, this person relied on the identity of the sect and found faults, and he came to find faults.

Wei Wuji thought of this and looked at the other party