Chapter Ninety-Five: The Former Sect is Often Born
Compared with the real phoenix and true dragon in the front, the god bee jelly is quite ordinary, but this also existed in the immortal cultivation world in ancient times, and there are not many that have been handed down to this day.
Because the god bee jelly has the effect of prolonging longevity and repairing all physical injuries, it has never appeared on the market.
"Then you can help me prepare the elixir I have now, how many spirit stones are there?" Mo Xie listened to Wang Baocai's introduction, and also felt that the things he needed were indeed a little embarrassing.
"A total of two million spirit stones. ”
"Here's two thousand high-grade spirit stones. Mo Xie didn't bargain, he directly and generously took out two thousand high-grade spirit stones and put them on the table, he knew that with Wang Baocai's IQ, he would not sell them to himself at too high a price, after all, he was a repeat customer with huge "potential".
"Okay, you can wait a moment, and the little one will go and prepare now. After Wang Baocai received the spirit stone, he retreated with a smile.
"Darkness, are you cheating on me? Real Dragon Fruit, True Phoenix Grass, and Divine Bee Jelly really exist? Where can I find them in the short term?"
After Mo Xie waited for Wang Baocai to leave, he suddenly sank his mind into the Killing Realm, and questioned the dark consciousness loudly.
Each of these three things requires a lot of energy and time to find, and the good ones can still be found in their lifetimes, and the bad ones can't be touched even if they die of old age.
"What's your name with me? I've told you all the methods, and I don't care if it can be done or not. ”
The dark consciousness spread his hands indifferently, and his face, which was exactly the same as the ink evil, showed a very unsettling expression.
"Yes, you have a kind! When the effect of the demon oath is over, I will let you experience what it means to be a fairy and want to die."
Mo Xie gritted his teeth and left the Killing Realm, while the Dark Consciousness continued to close his eyes and recuperate after sneering, not knowing what he was planning.
After half a column of incense.
Wang Baocai smiled and pushed the door with the storage bag and walked in.
"The elixir you need is ready, it's all in this storage bag, can you order it?"
"No, I believe in the character of the shopkeeper. ”
After taking the storage bag and saying a few polite words, Mo Xie left the Treasure Pavilion.
"The real dragon fruit is injured in the flesh, the real phoenix grass is used to hang his life, and the god bee jelly is a quick treatment of the injury. ”
Walking in the black market, Mo Xie looked at the things in the stall and began to think of countermeasures, he would not be stupid to find these gods and treasures that may not exist, although decades seem to be a lot, but in fact it is not long.
Especially in the life of a monk, a few decades may be just a retreat.
"These elixirs need to be made into potions, each of which plays a different role, and each elixir fuses with each other to produce a different effect. ”
"The key is how I can bypass the True Dragon Fruit and the True Phoenix Grass and the Divine Bee Jelly to concoct the medicinal liquid. ”
"Hey, it looks like I'm going to learn how to refine medicine. ”
Mo Xie sighed, his least favorite professions were alchemists and formations, because both of these professions required a lot of knowledge as a foundation, and they also consumed a lot of time to deduce.
It takes time and effort and requires a strong talent to do it, and it is extremely troublesome, and if possible, he still likes to solve problems with the knife in his hand.
There's nothing that can't be solved with one slash, and if it doesn't, then cut a few more times.
After walking around the black market, Mo Xie didn't encounter the heavenly treasures he needed from the stall, so he simply returned to the mansion and learned alchemy.
Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the third day.
Early this morning, Mo Xie put on a superb magic weapon, and walked away from the house facing the dazzling sun, before leaving, he took a deep look at the familiar house, and in a trance, he saw Zhou Die standing outside the door, waving goodbye with a smile.
Fluttershy.......
With a heavy heart, Mo Xie came to the backyard of the Silver Moon Tavern.
Elder Chen and Yun Ziyun were already waiting for him here.
"Tsk, you have spent a lot of money on this dress, how did you make a fortune?"
Yun Ziyun looked at the new ink evil, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but sigh secretly, what a handsome young man.
Because Mo Xie has tempered his body many times, his height is also constantly growing, and his height of more than one meter and eight meters does not highlight him too tall and powerful, but looks very slender.
He was dressed in a black robe, embroidered with red clouds that seemed to be flowing, bringing out a touch of mystery and coldness to his temperament, and the cuffs and neckline were interspersed with gold threads.
His jet-black hair was tied together by a black hairband, hanging straight down to his waist, his very handsome face had faded from his former immaturity, and he only had one eye from time to time showing a touch of heartbreaking sadness, which made people involuntarily want to understand his story.
The slender and white hands did not have any calluses, but were very white and reflected white light in the sun, and there was no indication that there were countless blood debts on these hands, and several quaint and unpretentious black rings were worn on the slender fingers.
Judging from the appearance, it can be called perfect, and it belongs to the type that attracts people's attention when walking on the street.
"Well, that's good!"
Elder Chen also nodded with satisfaction, and his heart was more and more impressed by the sect master's decision, if such a Tianjiao did not die young, he would definitely become the pillar of his Afterlife Sect in the future.
"Sister Yun, don't make fun of me. Mo Xie smiled helplessly, he had never cared about his appearance, and the reason why he was dressed like this was because the price of this set of superb magic weapons was very expensive, and of course the shape was also good.
"It's not too early, the old man still wants to take him back to the Immortal Sect, Boss Yun, let's say goodbye?"
Elder Chen was not in the mood to listen to the conversation between the two here, he was now thinking about bringing the ink evil back to the sect as soon as possible.
Yun Ziyun glared at Elder Chen, then walked up to Mo Xie and instructed in a soft voice: "In the Afterlife Sect, you have to protect yourself, there are no more dangers than outside, and many dangers are actually very close to you. ”
"I know Sister Yun. ”
Mo Xie was very moved in his heart, he knew that since Zhou Die's death, Yun Ziyun had done a lot of things behind his back, and he had spent a lot of spirit stones to create the most perfect environment for Zhou Die to preserve his body from decay.
"If you encounter something you can't solve in the future, you must tell me. ”
Yun Ziyun was like a big sister looking at her younger brother who was about to leave home, and instructed small things, while Elder Chen on the side seemed to be one with the air, without any sense of existence, even if he was very close to the two.
"Ahem, Boss Yun, the Afterlife Sect is still very safe, after all, it is the inheritance of the sect master, and all the treatment is top-notch, so don't worry." ”
Elder Chen interjected at an inappropriate time, only to attract Yun Ziyun's angry eyes.
"Sister Yun, I'm leaving, you should take care of your body. ”
Mo Xie walked to Elder Chen's side and gave Yun Ziyun a smile from his heart, at this moment, he was no longer the Mo Xie who was bent on becoming stronger and revenge, but a person who had left home.
"Take care. ”
"Gone!"
Elder Chen grabbed Mo Xie's shoulder, and the whole person went straight to the sky, slowly turning into a black spot.
Whew, whew!
The wind whistled in his ears non-stop, and this was the second time that Mo Xie had experienced flying, but this time he had transformed from that little Blood Condensation Realm monk into a great monk who dared to wrestle with the middle stage of Zhuji.
"It turns out that Elder Chen was able to fly with the help of the power of the spell. ”
Elder Chen's right hand clenched a glowing spell, although he couldn't see it very clearly from the angle of the ink evil, he also guessed it at once, after all, although he was not a foundation building period cultivator, it was not much different.
Of course, he understood what the foundation building period was like.
As the name suggests, the foundation building period is the foundation of cultivation, and the foundation of the blood condensation realm and the gas refining period are condensed and integrated, the blood condensation period is like cement, and the gas refining period is steel bars and bricks, and the two are integrated together to be the foundation of a high-rise building, as long as the foundation is stable enough, then you can build as high a building.
The only difference between Mo Xie's current and the foundation building period is that he has not accepted the baptism of the breakthrough time, and he is unable to condense the foundation of his own avenue, so that he has the spiritual power of the foundation building period but does not have the soul that the foundation building period should have.
What is the foundation of the Great Dao? Everyone's path is different, and the foundation of the condensed Great Dao is also different, some monks condense the mountain, some are the world, and some are a cloud of mist, all of which depend on their own Dao, and the shape of the condensed Dao base is only closer to their own Dao.
If the spiritual root is the leg, then the foundation of the avenue is the brain, and he determines the direction in which he is going.
There is no distinction between high and low in the foundation of the avenue, only the degree of condensation, the higher the clarity of condensation, the longer his future road will be, on the contrary, the more vague the condensation, the narrower his path, the more difficult it will be to move forward, and over time it will be eliminated.
Based on their own knowledge of the Dao, many monks chose to stay at the peak of Qi refining for a while, in order to complete the path as much as possible and make the foundation of their Dao clearer.
Mo Xie had already chosen his future path when he broke through, but at that time he was still very hesitant, hesitating whether he wanted to take that path.
But after encountering the blow of Zhou Die's death, he instantly understood that this world is sick, and he is the same, only by choosing that path will he become stronger and have a greater chance of achieving his goal.
The only thing standing in his way now is the Extreme Realm, as long as he crosses the hurdle of the Extreme Realm..............
Call!
Just as Mo Xie was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt his body sink, and a down-to-earth feeling suddenly came from under his feet, and when he regained consciousness, he was already in a forest.
"Here?"
Mo Xie is a little strange, isn't he going to the Death Sect? What is Elder Chen bringing him here for? It doesn't look like the Death Sect is located, does he want to kill people and kill people? What he told himself was to lie to me and Sister Yun?
His body couldn't help but tense, his eyes stared at Elder Chen, and his heart was full of vigilance, his spiritual power had already penetrated into the storage ring, as long as Elder Chen burst into action, then what was waiting for him was his own killing knife.
"On the way to Shengzong, what kind of attitude do you have? I'm afraid that I won't kill you?"
Elder Chen couldn't help but sneer at the vigilant appearance of the ink evil, and he walked into the dense forest with his handrail, and his back was exposed to the ink evil.