CHAPTER XXXIX

Mo Li left after three days, walking very calmly, without leaving a word. But Fengyun Wuji knew that he had already finished what he wanted to say.

With the corpse of the ink plow, Fengyun Wuji once again walked into the vast catacomb. Perhaps, it was there that his body could be laid to rest.

"You're here!" Fengyun Wuji walked into the miserable green catacomb, and just put down the body of Mo Li, he heard a call in his ears.

Looking up, a middle-aged man in a green robe was sitting in the center of the tomb, surrounded by a long glowing fire, which looked very strange.

"How did you get in?" asked Fengyun Wuji.

The man pointed around, "There are a lot of entrances and exits here, or else." How do you think so many corpses on the ground came from? ”

“...... Have you also practiced magic skills?"

The man did not answer, but asked, "Are you ready? If you want to go back to the primeval world, you have to assimilate with this world." ”

Fengyun Wuji nodded, stepped on the corpses on the ground, and sat down beside the middle-aged man.

"What kind of magic skills are you going to practice? Maybe I can give you some guidance. ”

"No need. Fengyun Wuji shook his head, then closed his eyes. There are more than 360,000 magic mantras, each of which is not what he wants, and that kind of mutation is too terrifying.

Another special surname of the mind sword body ** is reflected, Feng Yun Wuji constantly simulates the characteristics of practicing various magic [***] tricks in his mind, so that the characteristics of each kind of magic skill, Feng Yun Wuji has found the advantages through personal experience. Fengyun Wuji's idea is very simple, that is, after figuring out the special consequences brought about by the different running routes of each magic skill, he will synthesize various exercise formulas, and then take their advantages to create a new magic skill.

Hundreds of thousands of exercises are very draining, even if you practice the ability to use two different exercises at the same time, even if you practice the ability to use two different exercises at the same time, this work is not something that can be completed in a short time.

"You shouldn't have brought him in. The middle-aged man suddenly pointed to the body of the ink plough and said.

Fengyun Wuji opened his eyes, now he doesn't need to close his eyes, he can concentrate on practice, and his multitasking magic power has been matured by him in these days. While practicing a variety of techniques in his mind at the same time, Feng Yun Wuji asked, "Why?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and said, "Here, if they are still alive, they are absolutely unwilling to come here. ”

"Why?"

"The ideas are different, and in their eyes, we are rebellious. They have always believed that we can sacrifice everything for the safety of other clansmen," the middle-aged man roared with some excitement on his face, "But I want to know, even if we sacrifice ourselves, can we really exchange for eternal peace?"

Fengyun Wuji's heart was shocked, looking at him incredibly, in his impression, it seemed that everyone had been numb, numb, numb.

"What about you? Have you thought about it? Even if you have cultivated magic skills, what do you want to do? What can you do? Will you be caught again?" the man asked with a serious look at Feng Yun Wuji.

Fengyun Wuji sighed, picked up Mo Li's body, gently put him at the mouth of a passage, and then turned around and said, "Maybe he is really not suitable here." ...... I don't know what I can do, I think the same as you, but if it's just us, then our fate will be similar to that of this senior. Maybe I'm still enthusiastic now, and as for what will happen to me in the future, I don't even know, (glancing down at Mo Li's corpse) Maybe I'll be like him. ”

With a long sigh, Feng Yun Wuji's heart suddenly became very bitter, in the end, what can I do? A sense of despair and powerlessness welled up in my heart......

Unconsciously, Fengyun Wuji returned to the water prison where Moli was originally located.

"When you really don't hesitate anymore, if you make up your mind, come down to us. The middle-aged man's familiar voice sounded directly in Feng Yunji's mind.

As the days passed, Fengyun Wuji sat quietly in the water prison every day, practicing various magic skills while keeping his eyes open and quietly in a daze. At the beginning, Fengyun Wuji closed his eyes and practiced for a very long time, if it wasn't for the monthly extraction of true qi, he would be woken up by the strange whip of the demon clan, and Fengyun Wuji would no longer know the time of the month.

Later, Fengyun Wuji basically didn't need to close his eyes. Just open your eyes and think quietly, sleep, think about what will happen after the ascension, think about the demon world, think about the skeletons underground, think about the ink plow.

Time, perhaps, is really nothing to the people who have ascended. Gradually, when Feng Yunji opened his eyes, he was quietly in a daze, thinking about nothing, and his mind was blank.

"Hey, little friend, wake up, wake up!" A kind and kind voice exhaled in Fengyun Wuji's mind, and that voice had a strange power, and somehow, Fengyun Wuji once again felt his presence.

After moving his hands and feet, a thick layer of dust slipped from his shoulders, and even more thick dust fell from the top of his head, Fengyun Wuji choked a few mouthfuls, and had to stand up and shake his body.

"It's so gray! It looks like it's been a long time, why is it like that? I feel like it's very short. Fengyun Wuji thought, and after a long daze, his thinking couldn't keep up for a while.

"Hey, the old man has been observing you for more than 200 years, and found that you have been in such a daze, and I can't bear it, so I woke you up. The voice sounded again in Fengyun Wuji's head.

"More than 200 years, is there so long?!!!...... How do you know what I think?"

The old man's voice turned out to be a fluctuation of divine consciousness, but this fluctuation of divine consciousness alone was far stronger than the spiritual power of Fengyun Wuji's 'Mind Sword Body**' at the end of the Third Heaven. Compared with this spiritual power, Fengyun Wuji is like a stream touching the sea, and the gap cannot be calculated at all.

"The role of the divine consciousness is far more mysterious than you think, you ignore the divine consciousness too much, if you don't find that you also practice the kung fu of the divine sense, the old man will be the only one for the rest of his life, and he will never say a word to you. ”

"Is the senior also in this cell?" Fengyun Wuji also poked out his divine sense.

"Of course, otherwise how do you think I found you. ”

"Hey, no matter how strong your divine sense is, you can't escape from here. ”

"Who said that, although the water prison here is well defended, if the old man has a heart, none of the demons here want to live, this water prison, the old man can leave at any time. Back to Swire. ”

"What?!!! is this, why are you still staying here?" Feng Yunji was speechless in shock, he never realized that there was such a powerful master here.

"If the old man leaves, what will happen to these clansmen?" the old man let out a long sigh in Fengyun Wuji's divine sense: "In order to prevent the demon clan from killing all the clansmen here, the old man has endured this place for more than 100 million years......"

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