Mo Ci spent half a day reorganizing the items in the storage bag, putting the useless ones aside, and storing the rest separately according to their value and function.

After cleaning up, she looked at the well-organized storage space and nodded in satisfaction.

Her harvest this time was not small, and the private collection of the four foundation-building demon beasts far exceeded her expectations.

There are six rare spirit grasses alone, not to mention the bones and furs of many demon beasts.

Maybe the price is not high, but it is better than the quantity.

These resources are enough to support the needs of a small Xiuzhen family for ten years.

"Sure enough, it is rich and dangerous."

Mo Ci picked up a spiritual grass that emitted a strange fragrance, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, his eyes were as bright as stars.

In the eyes of the monks, the beast bones that were only suitable for refining weapons were undoubtedly a holy product for her to increase her cultivation when she cultivated the Rakshasa Blood Record.

For a long time in the future, she would no longer have to worry about finding cultivation resources.

Moreover, one of the six spirit grasses happened to be a herb that was mentioned in the Rakshasa Blood Record and could be used to dissolve evil qi.

With the beast bone spirit grass in his hand, and hiding in the turtle shell at the bottom of the river, he didn't have to worry about being disturbed, such an excellent cultivation opportunity, of course Mo Ci would not waste it.

She rummaged through a pile of animal bones and found a beast bone with the richest blood essence as a sacrifice for her first cultivation at the bottom of the river.

One is born, and the second is ripe.

How embarrassed Mo Ci was when he sacrificed the beast bones of the Golden Pill Stage for the first time, how smooth the second sacrifice was.

When the two blood talismans lifted the scarlet blood beads and floated in front of Mo Ci, she didn't say a word, she opened her mouth and inhaled, and the bloody breath and rich energy suddenly merged into her body.

She held her breath and concentrated, ignoring all external factors, and carefully used her spiritual power to pull energy through the meridians.

When the manic aura in the energy gradually subsided, she channeled the energy into the injured internal organs.

"Hmm."

Mo Ci frowned and snorted, the internal organs that had stopped bleeding were stimulated, and the wound collapsed again.

She gritted her teeth and endured the sharp pain, and continued to pump energy into her internal organs.

After a few breaths, her brow furrowed, and her clenched teeth began to loosen.

She could feel her internal organs recovering quickly under the nourishment of energy.

Mo Ci pulled his lips and smiled.

Her prescription came to work.

From the beginning, she didn't expect a single spirit grass to completely heal her internal injuries.

The Rakshasa Blood Record is her hole card.

After absorbing the last trace of energy, Mo Ci's internal injuries also recovered.

After checking her body, she once again devoted herself to cultivation.

Day and night alternate.

Mo Ci couldn't count how many beast bones he had sacrificed and how many blood beads he had swallowed.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and her only consciousness was that she knew it was time for her to break through.

After absorbing a lot of blood and qi essence, the spiritual power in her meridians had already been excessive, and the violent tearing sensation made her have the illusion that her body was about to be overwhelmed by spiritual power.

The monk's instinct reminded her that she needed to complete the transformation from Qi refining to foundation building in order to accommodate more spiritual power.

Usually, the disciples of the sect need to first enlighten the master to build the foundation, and then the master will give them a point, inform them of various precautions, and then retreat to build the foundation.

Mo Ci was in a special situation, she had Fang Yunlang's memory, and she didn't want to expose her strength too early, so she decided to try to build a foundation on her own.

Just do it!

She lucked her luck and introduced the spiritual power in the meridians into the dantian and began to build the foundation for the first time.

……

"Senior brother, I've been looking for this for half a month, and if you go further, it's the forbidden area that Master said, or ...... Why don't we go back? ”

On the banks of the river.

Two young people, you look at me, I look at you, and then the younger one of them stood up with a look of embarrassment and whispered.

After speaking, he hurriedly looked down at his toes, not daring to make eye contact with the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the boulder in front of him.

The middle-aged man with a solemn face looked at the other person like electricity, "Senior Brother Li, do you think so too?" ”

The young man known as Senior Brother Li was stared at by his sharp gaze, his body trembled, and he shook his head again and again: "No, Senior Brother, I, I listen to you, I have no opinion." ”

The young man who spoke first raised his head abruptly and looked at Senior Brother Li in disbelief, his eyes full of anger at being betrayed and betrayed by his teammates.

Senior Brother Li smiled.

He didn't want to, but Senior Brother's eyes were really scary, he didn't dare to go against Senior Brother, so he could only wronged Senior Brother Yang.

Senior Brother Yang was depressed in his heart, glared at Senior Brother Li, and simply said bluntly, "Senior Brother, I know that you and Senior Sister Wang have a deep relationship, but Senior Sister Wang has been missing in the roaring mountains and forests for nearly two years and has not returned yet.......

"Shut up!"

His voice was forcibly cut off by the elder brother's loud shouts.

The senior brother's face turned red, his eyes were round, his forehead was full of green tendons, and his whole body exuded an aura of rage.

Senior Brother Yang knew that he had lost his words, his lips squirmed a few times, and finally apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I was talking nonsense." ”

Senior Brother snorted coldly, "If you want to go, just go, I'll find it myself." ”

With that, he jumped down and strode angrily in the direction of the forbidden area in Senior Brother Yang's mouth.

Senior Brother Li and Senior Brother Yang glanced at each other and hurriedly chased after them.

Joke!

The two of them have a seventh-level qi refining and an eighth-layer qi refining, if there is no senior brother in the foundation building period to accompany them, let alone leave, I am afraid that they will not be able to walk a hundred steps, and they will become the rations of the demon beast.

The senior brother knew this, and pretended to be generous to let them choose, but in fact, he didn't give them a second chance at all.

The two of them were full of complaints, but they had to succumb to the obscenity of the elder brother, and there were many grievances in their backs.

……

"Failure! Fail! Why failed again! What the hell went wrong! ”

Mo Ci muttered to himself, the bright red blood color almost covered the entire eyeball, and his expression seemed to be crazy.

This is her seventeenth failed foundation.

She went from initial complacency, to hesitation, to now self-abandonment.

She even began to believe in the words of the Mandate of Heaven villain, and she was destined to not be able to go far on the path of immortals.

In the midst of all her thoughts, she fell on her back, staring blankly into the void.

At this moment, Mo Ci gave up control of his body.

As a result, the evil qi that had been dormant for a long time invaded the sea of knowledge with overwhelming momentum.

Mo Ci's body twitched uncontrollably, her eyes closed tightly, her face distorted, as if she was in great pain.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Ci turned over and sat up, she opened her eyes expressionlessly, and her blood-red eyes glowed with a cold luster.

At the same time, her temperament has also undergone a sea change.

She is no longer cold and rejecting thousands of miles away, but an evil and violent evil atmosphere.

"Kill, kill, kill......"

Vague syllables came out of her mouth.

Turning her neck slowly to take in her surroundings, she stiffened her legs and stepped out of the shell.

Through the light curtain, the cold river water enveloped Mo Ci's body, and her pupils fluttered imperceptibly.

She looked back at the huge turtle shell that sank to the bottom of the river, and her fingers moved slightly.

Instantly, the shell disappears.

She withdrew her gaze and slowly floated up to the surface of the river.