When Mo Tan opened his eyes, he saw some familiar curtains.

It's not his own house, it's the decoration in his master's house.

"Wake up."

The voice of the third elder sounded from the side, Mo Tan lifted the quilt and sat up, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with me?" ”

He remembered coming out of the dining hall after eating......

Inkwell!

As soon as he thought of the ink pool, Mo Tan couldn't help but clench his palms.

"You vomited blood and fainted, come and drink this porridge."

The third elder handed Mochi a bowl of white porridge, his tone was much softer than usual, and the smile on his face was the same.

Mo Tan was a little strange.

Although the master is easy-going on weekdays, he has never been so pleasant......

"Master Xie."

Mo Tan took the bowl and drank it in small sips.

After drinking for a while, he noticed the problem.

The food of the immortal gate is added with spiritual grass, and his body will feel it when he eats it, but after eating these few bites, he can't feel any spiritual power in his body.

Mo Tan held the bowl and asked the third elder, "Master, isn't there any spiritual grass in this bowl of porridge?" ”

The third elder's eyes rolled, "Haha-maybe your second senior brother forgot to put it when he cooked it, you drink it first." ”

When Mo Tan heard this, he didn't think much about it.

After drinking the porridge, Mo Tan felt a little better, so he got out of bed and said goodbye to the three elders: "Master, I'll go back to the room first." ”

“…… Good. ”

The third elder stretched out his hand, wanting to tell Mo Tan the truth.

But the words rolled and rolled in his mouth, and he still couldn't say a word.

"Hey—"

The third elder sighed, and planned to go to the head of the sect to ask if there was any way to repair Mo Tan's spiritual vein.

The head is well-informed and highly cultivated, maybe there will be a way!

Thinking like this, the three elders instantly had momentum, stood up and hurriedly walked outside.

Mo Tan returned to his room, and not long after he sat down, there was a knock on the door.

"Little junior brother, have you slept?"

The senior brother stood outside the door and knocked lightly three times, his eyes full of concern.

"I didn't sleep, senior brother, come in."

The senior brother pushed the door in, and was relieved to see that Mo Tan's face was okay.

"Senior brother brought you something to eat, you have been in a coma all afternoon, and you need to eat something to sleep."

The senior brother put the meals he brought on the table one by one, with a smile on his face, and deliberately found some more relaxed topics to chat with.

"Little junior brother, what interesting things have you encountered in this downhill training, tell me about it."

Mo Tan picked up the chopsticks, thought about it for a while, and told the senior brother about the heroic deeds of his power king to clean up the peach blossom demon and save all the senior brothers.

The senior brother was also very cooperative, and a few words made Mo Tankua's heart bloom.

"Senior brother is serious, how can I be as powerful as you say."

"Hey, don't be modest, junior brother, who doesn't know that you are the most talented of our senior brothers......"

The senior brother paused as he spoke, and a trace of chagrin crossed his eyes.

However, Mo Tan was immersed in his own world and did not notice anything unusual.

After chatting for a while, Mo Tan also finished eating, and the senior brother cleaned up and stood up to leave.

Before leaving, Senior Brother specially instructed: "Little Senior Brother, you just woke up, don't be busy cultivating tonight, it's important to take care of your body first." ”

Mo Tan: "I see, thank you, senior brother." ”

"Well, I'm leaving."

The elder brother left with the food box.

Mo Tan walked over and closed the door, and suddenly, his hand froze on the door.

He...... I can't see the cultivation of the senior brother.

"Senior brother!"

"Huh?"

The senior brother who hadn't gone far heard Mo Tan calling him, and turned back with a smile: "What's the matter, junior brother?" ”

Mo Tan swallowed his saliva and asked as calmly as possible, "Senior brother, have you been promoted to the Jindan stage?" ”

Senior Brother shook his head: "No, I'm still in the middle stage of foundation building." ”

“…… In this way, senior brother walks slowly. ”

Mo Tan slammed the door shut, his head buzzing.

Senior Brother is still in the middle stage of foundation building, so why can't he see Senior Brother's cultivation?

He has obviously built the foundation of the Great Perfection and will soon be promoted to the Jindan period!

Inkpool turned and walked inside, sat cross-legged on the futon, and began to explore his cultivation.

"How is that possible?!"

How could he only have cultivation in the Qi refining period?

And...... He couldn't feel the aura in the air at all, not at all!

"What's going on?"

"What the hell is going on here?!"

Mo Tan didn't believe in evil, and used the spiritual power in his body to swim in the spiritual veins, wanting to enter the state of cultivation.

But......

"Where's my spiritual vein?"

"Poof!!"

Mo Tan spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground red.

His eyes widened and he tried again.

Still no, he ...... There are no more spiritual veins.

"Ah!!!h

Mo Tan stood up suddenly, and frantically smashed the furnishings in the room.

My heart is getting more and more blocked, and my head is getting more and more chaotic.

Suddenly, Mo Tan heard a voice.

"Are you unwilling?"

Mo Tan paused, her eyebrows scanning the room.

"Who are you?"

"You don't care who I am."

A hoarse voice appeared out of thin air, echoing through the room.

"As long as you answer me, are you willing to become a waste like this?"

Mo Tan's hands were clenched into fists, and the roots of his teeth were clenched together, "I'm not reconciled." ”

How could he be willing?

He has been a genius of the stars since he was a child!

The spotlight is his destination, he is not a waste!

"Good."

The hoarse voice seemed to laugh, a little bewitching.

"I have a way for you to re-cultivate, do you want to learn?"

There was a hint of surprise in Mo Tan's eyes, and he replied without thinking about it: "Yes!" ”

"Good."

Mo Tan only felt a pain in his head, and then something appeared in his head.

After reading it, Mo Tan sneered.

"Hahaha - God won't kill me!"

"Inkwell, the coming day is long, we ...... Wait and see! ”

……

……

In the evening, the head of the sect returned to Tianxi Peak with a full load of people and beasts.

The lizard spirit was unconvinced: "Why can that chicken enter that tower and I can't?" ”

That little turkey went in and came out, obviously the hair was long and shiny, and it must have eaten a lot of good things!

The head smiled and condensed a ball of spiritual power for the lizard spirit to eat, "The contents of the Lancang Tower are no longer of much use to you. ”

When it comes to their cultivation, those heavenly and earthly treasures are actually no longer needed, and they all rely on their own epiphany.

If you become a fairy, you will become an immortal.

Some people are stuck here all their lives......

The lizard spirit had spiritual power to eat, and instantly left the grievances just now.

It is a senior, be generous!

"Chirp~"

The little turkey flapped its wings and followed Mingxi's legs, showing Mingxi his beautiful wings and tail feathers.

Mingxi: "Well, it's beautiful. ”

"Chirp!"

Inkpool touched the storage ring, suddenly remembered something, and asked the master: "Didn't you say that there is a time limit for entering the Lancang Tower?" ”

The head smiled, "I did the formation of the Lancang Tower. ”

Inkwell: "......"

Is this what it feels like to hug your thighs?