"Am I alive again?" In the dimly lit room, an ordinary-looking young man in a robe suddenly stood up and asked questions.

"Crossing?"

"No, it's reincarnation." Due to the resurgence of memory, the two memories collided, causing Mo Wei's memory to be blank for a moment, and when Mo Wei, who was relieved, remembered the memory of this life again, he was sure that he had accepted the fact of being reincarnated.

The continuous fusion of memories made Mo Wei's mood rise and fall accordingly.

Mo Wei crossed his knees on the bed again, silently reciting the "Jing Jing Sutra" while observing the memories of his previous life.

"Don't ask about the future, don't chase the past. It's gone, and there are things in this world that I am pursuing, so I should forget about the future and cherish the present. "Yes, Mo Wei in the previous life did have no regrets, and there was no sudden death of dog blood.

Mo Wei in the previous life lived a complete life, although the family was not rich and noble, but he also had children and grandchildren, enjoying the blessings of all people, and he had no regrets.

With the completion of the fusion of memories and the last trace of unwillingness, Mo Wei entered a state of concentration.

The power of Mo Wei's soul in the state of concentration scanned his whole body, and he could vaguely see that there was a fire-like object in the lower dantian that was sending wisps of flame silk to the middle dantian, and when those flame wires gathered in the middle dantian, they turned into wisps of illusory gas.

This is the true essence of the qi.

Today is the seventh year of Mo Wei's cultivation, and Mo Wei has been practicing with his master in this Yizhuang for as long as he can remember.

Although Mo Wei was a little stupid and a little silly in the past, the master was very good to him.

Originally, he had a senior brother, but after the death of his master three years ago, the senior brother quietly ran away, saying that he was going to pursue the road to immortality.

Today, only Mo Wei himself is left in Yizhuang, and Mo Wei, who is alone, with his honest temperament, has finally broken through the second realm of cultivation, that is, the second realm of cultivation in the first realm, and the realm of condensation qi with his honest temperament, which has been passed down by his master year after year.

"It's also a self-preservation." Mo Wei was a little happy, although he was a little silly before he awakened his memories in this life, but that kind of exercise day after day also gave him a capital after awakening.

After all, although the cultivation realm also belongs to the realm of cultivation, he can only be regarded as an entry realm, even if the cultivation of essence is complete, it is only a strong body, and learning some technical skills is probably even ten enemies.

It's really not enough to see in this world of Dharma manifestation. But stepping into the condensation is different, he can write talismans. There is a capital to deal with weirdness. And you can go to the town and apply for a disc. can take on the weird tasks in the entire township, and it can be regarded as a livelihood. It's not like before, you can only make a fortune when you have a white thing.

After finalizing tomorrow's itinerary, Mo Wei also dispersed his thoughts, turned around and stepped into the meditation again.

I saw that with Mo Wei's breath and breath, an inexplicable spiritual power poured into Mo Wei's lower dantian with Mo Wei's breathing, and was immediately swallowed by the flame, which also made the flame grow a little.

With the passage of time, under the supply of that wisp of flame silk, the true yuan qi in Mo Weizhong's dantian filled with a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, when the True Yuan Qi changed from a trace of invisible to the naked eye to a strand the size of a hair, Mo Wei withdrew from the cultivation state.

Of course, it's not that Mo Wei doesn't want to cultivate, but that Mo Wei has reached the limit.

There was already a slight tingling in the meridians in the body, and the gains outweighed the losses when cultivating.

"This immortal is really not so easy to cultivate." Mo Wei sighed, when he practiced essence, he couldn't continue to replenish his essence because of the digestion of his stomach, which slowed down his cultivation speed.

Now it's time to condense qi, because I have eaten too much meat during the cultivation period, the turbidity in the body is stagnant in the meridians, and when the spirit rhyme continues to enter the body, it causes the turbidity to resist, and the stinging of the meridians is the turbidity qi is moving.

"No wonder the book always says that the rich man is the law. Wealth ranks first, if I have money, practice with medicine, the turbidity in the body will be reduced a lot, and if I want to step into the third realm of the Dharma realm, in addition to filling the middle dantian with the true yuan qi, I also have to wash away the turbidity in the meridians. Alas, it's hard to top. ”

Although Mo Wei said this, he was not depressed in his heart. With nearly 100 years of experience, Mo Wei can control his emotions well.

"Ah, I almost forgot. When you step into the condensation, you can't even eat ordinary food. Mo Wei was speechless.

Yes, after all, the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Realm needs to clear the turbidity in the body, and eating ordinary food is not just adding turbidity to the body, so the food eaten in the Qi Condensation Realm is called Dharma food.

Although French food can be made from ordinary food in addition to those with spiritual charm of animals and plants, it requires the use of materials. And these Mo Wei do not have the same.

"Damn Hengyangzi, Lao Tzu remembers you."

Hengyangzi is Mo Wei's senior brother, and before leaving, he took most of the items left by the master in Yizhuang.

The only thing left was a wooden and iron sword hanging on the wall.

The wooden sword overcomes the ghosts, and the iron sword slashes the demons.

"It's good that he has a bit of a conscience and knows to leave me something useful. Otherwise, the next time I see you, I will beat you once. For the sake of these two things, it's good to just beat you up once next time. ”

"Ah Qiu" Hengyangzi, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed in confusion.

"It shouldn't be, how can you sneeze inexplicably with the cultivation of this path. Could it be that someone is calculating the way. Hengyangzi, who was secretly thinking about this, flashed a cold light in his eyes, but he didn't know that his junior brother Mo Wei, who was thousands of miles away, scolded him to death, and he was about to greet his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Mo Wei, who had been venting for a while, also stopped. Looking at the room with four walls, he sighed.

On the moonlight outside the window, Mo Wei pinched for a while.

"Good fellow, it's all time? I settled for a while, and I went from the time to the time? ”

Mo Wei almost went numb, although it was really refreshing when the True Yuan Qi flowed when he entered the time, but he didn't expect it to be so time-consuming.

According to this calculation, when will you be able to condense your breath completely!

I'm afraid that I won't be able to step into the realm of life law in my lifetime. As a person who has died once, you can experience that feeling, and the closer you are to death, the greater your desire for life.

I finally came to this world and awakened, Su Hui couldn't just step into the threshold of cultivation.

That's a shame for the earthlings.

In the future, if you meet a fellow villager in the underworld, you won't have the face to brag.

"From tomorrow onwards, be a 9-to-9 worker. Open the book, social animals. Mo Wei was about to rest, and at this time, Mo Wei noticed a dark yellow triangle sign in the upper right of his view.

As the perspective turns, so does the triangle sign.

Mo no, Mo no?

Pleasantly surprised, Mo Wei also took action. With a movement of his mind, a dark yellow altar fell in front of Mo Wei.

Goldfinger? I guess so.

On the altar a pair of red candles, sandalwood burners, sandalwood plates, water purification cups, law slips, tokens, wooden fish, yellow table paper, incense with five liters of rice bucket filled with rice and inserted in the rice demon sword, Lingqi, Huiguang iron fork and other magic weapons

It's just that the candle is broken, the dust on the sandalwood is accumulated, the token is broken, the wooden fish is missing a corner, and the yellow table paper is half burned. All kinds of rice are dull.

The ritual is also rusty.

"Isn't it a spelling version of the golden finger of the altar?" Looking at the altar with such a miserable appearance, Mo Wei was embarrassed (T^T) to think that this was his golden finger.

However, with the idea that people should not be disguised, Mo Wei still came into contact with the altar, and when Mo Wei came into contact with the altar, Mo Wei's perspective was blocked by a character interface.

is a game box.

On the left is an upright Mo Wei, huh. Yes, I give myself a nine. Looking at the mere self in the game frame, he said.

In the upper right corner is the experience bar, and below is the data.

Mo Wei

Level: Level 1

Experience: 0 (100)

Damage: 0 (10)

Speed: 0 (10)

Stamina: 0 (10)

(Because the altar level is level 1, the host is the highest level 10.) ）

In his previous life, as a veteran game fan, Mo Wei probably figured out the meaning of these numbers, and 0 represented his current value.

And in parentheses, I'm afraid that the required value and the highest value.

And there is a final piece of information that can be concluded that the altar can be upgraded, but the method is not known for the time being.

After reading this, Mo Wei put his gaze on the last place in the lower right corner.

Forging system

Opening the forging page, a number of forgeable items appeared.

Among them, there are only talismans, and they are all evolved from the talisman knowledge inherited by Mo Wei.

There are forging needs below, such as the lower grade of the exorcism talisman, a piece of ordinary yellow paper, and a copy of yang ink. A wisp of true elemental energy.

Medium grade. A piece of yellow paper stained with the power of faith

A copy of Lingmo

Ten wisps of true elemental qi

Upper grade: a piece of French paper

A copy of Far-Mo

True Yuan Qi is full of wisps

Among them, spiritual ink is the ink made by mixing the blood of spiritual beings. The yang value of Yang Mo refers to the blood of mortal beings such as the big black dog and the rooster comb blood that has the power to destroy evil.

This is always the case with everything else, but the benefit is obvious: as long as you have the materials, you can do it. This will save a lot of time for practice.

And the forging page is not only there, he also has an equipment upgrade system like a normal game. However, because Mo Wei has no equipment on him for the time being, it is not displayed.

Because only items bound by Mo Wei can become equipment, and they cannot be replaced after becoming equipment and then damaged before they are damaged.

Mo Wei flickered his eyes, and without hesitation, he bound a set of clothes on his body, and bound the two swords left by the master.

Fortunately, this altar has a backup weapon system, otherwise it would be quite difficult for Mo Wei to choose one of the two weapons to bind.

As for why these items are bound.

Mo Wei could only glance at you with disdain, and said majestically: No other, poor

Good guy, if you can talk about poverty so imposingly, I'm afraid it's the only one in the world.

"Knock, knock, knock" Just after Mo Wei sorted out everything, time slowly came to the junction of yang and yin.