At the same time as stepping into the void rift, Mo Wuji wanted to enter the mortal realm. But he soon discovered that after he had stripped the two simulated Dao rules from the mortal realm, his divine mind had completely collapsed. Not only did the Consciousness Sea Divine Mind collapse, but the Divine Divine Mind also collapsed, which was caused by the dissipation of his Dao Root.

At this moment, he couldn't even enter his own mortal realm.

The five saint-level powerhouses and Mo Wuji's Great Destruction Technique seemed to tear this Void Realm apart to the end, and the only thing Mo Wuji could do was to curl up his body and let himself be swept away in the void crack.

Although his Dao foundation was destroyed, his refining foundation was still there. Even if his body was almost split into three pieces, as long as it was not completely destroyed, his body was still slowly healing in the void crack.

"Bang!" I don't know how much time passed, Mo Wuji directly bombarded the ground from the atmosphere.

At this time, Mo Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, with his strong body in the late stage of the Holy Body, nothing would happen to this bombardment, at least his life was temporarily saved.

Despite the extremely serious injuries on his body, Mo Wuji still did not move. He felt that this should be an extremely low-level interface, and the vitality between heaven and earth was not only low-grade, but also extremely thin, and it should be the kind of vitality that was inferior to the aura. There was no way for him to rely on the vitality here to heal his wounds.

After a full day, Mo Wuji barely struggled to get up.

On the surface, he didn't seem to have any injuries, only he knew that there was no way to save his injuries here.

There is no need to ask, Mo Wuji also knows that this place is the same as the earth, a realm where the vitality of heaven and earth is lacking and it is impossible to cultivate.

Climbing out of the pit he had smashed down, Mo Wuji saw a dark sky with no moonlight.

The place where he was a small dirt bag, and the weeds on the dirt bag were also sparse.

Mo Wuji's mood was extremely calm at the moment, and he knew very well that if there were no external factors to join, he would probably never be able to leave this mortal planet.

Equivalent to the mortal here, he has an infinite lifespan, and no matter how endless the lifespan is, he can't restore his Dao foundation. He can only be like an eternal stone, slowly consuming his life here until the moment when Shouyuan is completely consumed.

Maybe countless years later, Han Qingru, who was cultivating in his mortal realm, would feel that something had happened to him and find a way to leave the mortal realm. However, Mo Wuji knew very well that without his help, no one, including Han Qingru, would be able to leave his mortal realm.

He had no other way to leave this planet than to accept his fate.

Time passed little by little, and Mo Wuji, who was standing on this small dirt bag, did not move. From a quasi-saint peak powerhouse who traveled the universe to his current level, from today onwards, he really wants to become a real mortal.

One familiar figure after another appeared in his mind, and in the end, it was actually a thin yellow-haired girl who was fixed in Mo Wuji's mind.

If it weren't for Yan'er, even if he was reborn, would he lose a kind of loving trust?

If he was still in that small capital with Yan'er, would Yan'er still go out to set up a stall every night and earn a few copper coins to buy him a bowl of rice?

Master......

The call seemed to be still in front of him, but the smoke of the year could only exist in his memory. After all these years, I don't know if she is still cultivating, and I don't know if she has stepped into the immortal world......

A touch of red appeared in the distance in the sky, and as the red faded more and more into a faint gold, the surrounding darkness was gradually dispelled by the gold, and an outline appeared. Slowly, a red sun rose from the sky.

Just watching a round of red sun rise, Mo Wuji seems to have been fooled.

For many years, in addition to running for his life, he was cultivating, or he was frantically looking for cultivation resources.

Today he could finally do something that had nothing to do with cultivation and watch the sun gradually rise. Was the last time he watched the sunrise or when?

The memory seemed to be blurry, and Mo Wuji was still trying to think about it. By the way, he remembered that once he got an external research grant, he was very happy, and then asked Xia Ruoyin to go to Mount Tai to watch the sunrise.

But Xia Ruoyin rejected him, the reason was just that the sunrise was so beautiful that it was better to eat Western food.

Later, he forgot whether he went to eat Western food or what he ate. What he finally remembered was that he still didn't get to see the sunrise in the end. Today, it should be the first time he has seen the sunrise.

The sun slowly climbed and turned into a dazzling disk.

"Hey, if you look at the sun like this, you'll end up burning your eyes. An abrupt voice woke up Mo Wuji, who was in deep profundity.

Mo Wuji looked back and saw a middle-aged man with a hoe on his shoulder, who should be a farmer.

"...... on you"

The middle-aged farmer looked at Mo Wuji's ragged clothes, and the blood stains on his clothes had turned jet black.

"May I ask where this is?" Mo Wuji didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words, and asked with a fist.

Seeing Mo Wuji clenching his fists, the middle-aged farmer seemed a little surprised, and he quickly put down his hoe and said a long paragraph.

Mo Wuji sighed, this must be another plane. If his mind is still there, as long as his mind is scanned, all the verbal information will be collected by him, and then he will speak calmly.

Without continuing to ask the middle-aged peasant, Mo Wuji stepped down from the small dirt bag and came to the stream to wash his body, even the shabby clothes, he also rearranged them, at least on the surface, he could barely be considered a wanderer.

Skirting the creek, Mo Wuji saw a busy farming scene.

Everywhere you look, you can see farmers working in the fields. They are either planting seedlings, or plowing the ground, or harvesting......

Everyone is working hard, and everyone is reaping their hopes little by little.

Mo Wuji stopped again, and he stood a little demented again.

Once, he was also one of these countless people, all of whom were constantly working for their own harvest. He obtained the potions that opened up the veins, and after he was reborn, he used them to create the way of mortals.

At the beginning, he didn't even have the opportunity to cultivate, but he still relied on his own efforts to reach the peak of the entire universe. Even if he was hunted down countless times and plotted countless times, he still came over.

Today, he has the physical body of the Holy Body, as well as countless exercises, and even has the immortal mortal recipe that he has created. It's just that the Dao Ji was damaged, the dantian and the veins were destroyed, why was he not as good as when he had nothing?

Is his way regressing, or is his mind starting to weaken?

If he can enter the Dao from a mortal, he can restore his Dao foundation and restore his vein again in the mortal realm.

The previous decadent feeling was melted in an instant, and a sense of pride rose, looking at the still vast void, Mo Wuji let out a long roar.

He will still stand up and walk back into the universe.

Many people who were farming in the distance saw Mo Wuji standing there for no reason and howling, and they all subconsciously took precautions.

Fortunately, Mo Wuji just let out a long howl, and then quieted down again, which made many people who were working calm down.

Mo Wuji, who had regained his confidence, had not yet thought of how to restore his Dao Ji, and he actually felt a kind of hunger.

He had countless years of life, or was he a Blessed Sacrament, and he was hungry? How many years had this been? He felt hungry again.

"Little brother, are you okay?" The middle-aged man from before insisted on following again, looking at Mo Wuji with some concern.

Mo Wuji looked at him very concerned, guessed what he meant, and shook his head with a smile.

"Shall I help you get a few clothes?" The middle-aged man saw that Mo Wuji's clothes seemed to be torn badly, but he was barely tied together, and said enthusiastically.

A clear realization appeared in Mo Wuji's heart, and Mo Wuji immediately shook his head and said, "I'm leaving, thank you." ”

Regardless of whether the other party understands it or not, Mo Wuji turned around and left. He didn't walk very fast, but he took a big step, just a short time, and he crossed the dirt bag.

Mo Wuji was originally a stranger when he came here, but now that he is leaving, no one cares, at most, he sees Mo Wuji leave, until Mo Wuji walks out of everyone's sight.

At the beginning, Mo Wuji was still thinking that he should choose a quiet place to feel his enlightenment. But after walking for half a day, Mo Wuji's enlightenment network had already been connected with his mind.

He had no intention of stopping, he just knew how to move forward step by step.

Whether facing plains or waters, gravel or thorn bushes......

Nothing can stop Mo Wuji's footsteps, and nothing can stop his realization. At this moment, the road under his feet is his way, and his way extends under his feet.

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