Mo Wuji came to his senses for a short time, but Luo Shu was swept up by the power of the void, and his spiritual eyes couldn't penetrate out, let alone divine thoughts. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Feeling that Luo Shu was constantly shuttling between realms, Mo Wuji sighed in his heart, and could only continue to close his eyes and work hard to recover some cultivation.

Several years have passed, Mo Wuji still can't get any immortal aura, and his divine thoughts can't be stretched. If the divine mind can't be stretched, that means that you can't take out the pill to heal the wound. He couldn't use pills and immortal qi to heal his injuries, although the injuries were slowly recovering, but the speed really made Mo Wuji a little helpless.

However, Mo Wuji was in a good mood, although he knew that because of the void crack, Luo Shu might be wrapped in the immortal realm where he left, but he didn't care. At least his wish had been fulfilled, and while he fell into the Soul Condensing Immortal Qiong Pool, he saw Cen Shuyin's soul and body merge together.

For a long time, Cen Shuyin's fall was a shackle that he could not forgive himself, and if he burned his life, maybe he could also leave with Cen Shuyin. Because he also has the Wind Escape Technique, although it was not as good as Cen Shuyin's Great Wind Technique at that time, it was not bad.

It's just that when he was trapped, he only thought about killing one to make one, killing a pair to earn one, but he didn't expect to burn his life and leave.

"Hum!" The sound of tearing eardrums came, and Mo Wuji was shocked, he knew that it must be Luo Shu who led him through a void realm at a terrifying speed. Otherwise, it will not be felt in Vena. Mo Wuji also knew that this should have something to do with his failure to completely refine Luoshu. Fortunately, this is Luo Shu, and if it is replaced by other magic weapons, it will have been torn to pieces a long time ago.

This buzzing sound lasted for more than a month, and Mo Wuji, who had lost his cultivation, couldn't bear it anymore, and finally could only faint.

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When Mo Wuji woke up again, he didn't know how long it had been, he struggled for a while, and immediately felt the power outside Luo Shu disappear.

Mo Wuji gathered for a long time, and the divine thoughts could not be gathered, only a trace of divine thoughts surrounded his body, and even the divine thoughts in the storage divine network were consumed. This hint of divine thought could not make him open the ring immediately.

One thing is for sure, this is a piece of land. He could only bite his finger, drip a few blood on Luo Shu, and forcibly gather his thoughts to restore Luo Shu to its original size.

A dazzling ray of sunlight shone down, and Mo Wuji felt a kind of comfort that was pleasant all over his body. Immediately, he was surprised to find that there was no immortal aura here. Not only is there no fairy aura, but there is not even the most ordinary aura.

Did you go to an ordinary mundane world?

Mo Wuji hurriedly put the Luo Shu away closely, stood up and looked around. The place where he was seemed to be a field of wheat that had already been harvested, with scattered straw scattered everywhere and a few unknown birds searching for the remaining grains of wheat in the field.

Although he knew that he might be taken away from the Immortal Realm, Mo Wuji's heart still sank when he saw the scene in front of him. Not only was he taken away from the Immortal Realm, but I am afraid that the Cultivation Realm also had nothing to do with him.

In the ordinary cultivation realm and the immortal realm, this kind of large-scale wheat field is basically not visible.

Whether it is a monk or an immortal, they are all rooted in the vitality of heaven and earth, and except for a few gatherings, they rarely eat those grains.

Even if it was those gatherings, they ate food and various spiritual fruits that contained a lot of immortal aura or aura.

Mo Wuji took a look at himself, his clothes were in tatters, and his skin corroded by the Soul Condensing Immortal Qiongchi was stained everywhere, which looked shocking. Even on his face, there were some terrible marks and dried blood troughs, and the whole person was indeed like a gouge out of a fire.

Feeling this appearance, Mo Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. His physical body can be preserved entirely because of that chapter of Luoshu. Murong Xiangyu gave him two chapters of Luoshu, and the help he received was equivalent to saving his life. Even if he knew why Murong Xiangyu sent these two chapters of Luo Shu to him, he still had feelings for Murong Xiangyu in his heart.

The clothes in the ring could not be taken out, so Mo Wuji could only walk to the river not far away and clean himself up a little.

Knowing that there was no aura here, Mo Wuji still sat down and tried to cultivate hard. The fact made him very disappointed, there was indeed no aura here, but Mo Wuji felt another aura in his cultivation, and his strength could not perceive what kind of aura it was.

Having stopped cultivating, Mo Wuji cautiously walked out of the wheat field, at least he wanted to find someone to ask what kind of place this was.

In the distance, an extremely stylish sports car whizzed past on the road, and to Mo Wuji's surprise, the sports car actually leaped over a slower car in the middle of the road.

Have you returned to Earth? How many years have you been here? Has Earth's technology developed to this point?

He's thinking about how to get back to Earth, and that's going to be back to Earth.

An old farmer with a beard half black and half white walked over, and Mo Wuji hurriedly stepped forward and said, "May I ask the old man, what kind of place is this?"

The old farmer shuddered when he saw the shocking scars on Mo Wuji's body. Only then did he look Mo Wuji up and down, and after a while, he said a lot of words in his mouth, and Mo Wuji couldn't understand a word.

Mo Wuji's heart sank, he was the top scholar on the planet, proficient in several foreign languages. Because he often travels to remote places to look for herbs, he even dabbles in some tribal discourses in Africa. But the old peasant couldn't understand a word of what he was saying.

There is only one possibility, the place he went to was not Earth.

The old farmer saw that he had been talking for a long time, Mo Wuji looked dazed, he pointed in one direction, and there was a lot of chatter.

Mo Wuji could only clench his fists and thank him, and walked in the direction pointed by the old farmer.

Half a day passed, and the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased, and many people with mobile phones and driving all kinds of cars made Mo Wuji think that he had returned to Earth again.

The words that he couldn't understand for half of his sentence made Mo Wuji sober up.

Mo Wuji's appearance looked a little scary, not only because of his injuries, but also because of his shabby and strange clothes. In the place where Mo Wuji walked, the pedestrians on the road all subconsciously got out of the way.

Mo Wuji didn't care, he also roughly saw that it seemed to be very orderly here, at least until now, he hadn't seen anything abrupt.

Falling into such a place, Mo Wuji has his own plan. First, he had to learn the language, second, he had to figure out what this place was, and third, he had to regain his strength.

Only by doing so will he have a chance to leave this eccentric place. There is no immortal aura in this place, and it is obviously impossible to recover strength in the wilderness, so you can only follow these people to the city to get more information.

After another ten minutes, Mo Wuji followed everyone to a place similar to a bus station. Seeing many people boarding a passenger car, Mo Wuji also boarded.

Mo Wuji didn't have a ticket, so he planned to rub the bus. So instead of sitting in his seat, he sat down on the steps to the last row.

The quality and grade of this car are better than those on earth, and what makes Mo Wuji strange is that until he sat down, he didn't see the conductor looking for him.

Mo Wuji looked scarred all over, because he was more honest, no one avoided him again for a while, and of course no one stepped forward to talk to him.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the car started.

As soon as the car got out of the station, a man with a beard came to Mo Wuji and said a lot.

Mo Wuji looked at the ticket folder in his hand and knew that this person was asking him for ticket money.

Mo Wuji was very helpless, he sat on the steps, but he didn't expect this ticket seller to find him at first sight. It seems that this guy is also very shrewd and knows that he has no money to buy a ticket.

Mo Wuji spread his hands apologetically, the meaning was obvious, I had no money on me.

The conductor obviously understood Mo Wuji's movements, and immediately frowned and said a lot, and then pointed to the outside of the door.

Mo Wuji knew that this was to let him out, and at this moment the car also stopped, and the door was opened, as if waiting for Mo Wuji to leave the car.

Mo Wuji sighed and could only stand up. What can he do if someone else insists on taking his ticket? Why don't the people here have any sympathy? I'm so down, and I don't sit in my seat, and you won't die if you don't charge me for a ticket.

Thinking like this in his heart, Mo Wuji is not a person with a dead face. He slowly stood up, grabbed the gray stick he had found from the wheat field, and prepared to get out of the car.

There is no car to sit on, as long as he follows this road, he can finally walk to the city.

At this moment, a thin little boy stood up, he stopped Mo Wuji, and at the same time, took out a few crumpled banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the conductor. Say something to the conductor.

Although the conductor still had some disgust in his eyes, but now that someone bought a ticket for Mo Wuji, he could only give up.

Mo Wuji also knew that the little boy had bought a ticket for him, so he hurriedly hugged his fists and thanked him. The little boy didn't understand his words, and he knew that Mo Wuji was thanking him, so he smiled and waved his hand and pointed to his seat.

Mo Wuji didn't go to his seat, and still sat down on the back steps.

seemed to sense that Mo Wuji's attitude was not bad, and the people around him also began to look at Mo Wuji. It's just that Mo Wuji's honor really makes people have no desire to look at it.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at a larger station. At the gate of this station, Mo Wuji looked at the bustling streets around him and the crowded crowds, and he knew in his heart that he had really come to a civilized planet similar to the earth.

This is not a Xiuzhen planet, but it is obviously a place where scientific and technological development is not bad.

Despite being a Xuan Immortal, Mo Wuji still really felt a kind of loneliness here. It was a strange city to him, and likewise, there was not a single friend or acquaintance for him.

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