At this moment in his own world, Mo Wuji was no longer defenseless, and all his mind was immersed in finding the nail-headed book feather arrow that disappeared in his body.

One day passes, two days passes......

When the tenth day passed, Mo Wuji's face was hard to look at, and he was already extremely weak. Not only that, but even his vitality also needs the help of the vitality elixir.

And the nail-headed book feather arrow breath he was looking for couldn't be caught at all. Even if Chu Shenluo washed his veins and body over and over again, there was nothing abnormal. However, his vitality and Dao Yun were constantly consumed, and when he got to the back, even his soul began to be a little unstable.

Fortunately, this is in his own world, otherwise, Mo Wuji suspects that he will not be able to hold on for a long time. That's it, he can't continue to persevere.

Mo Wuji stood up with a gloomy face, and he went outside his elixir garden. In addition to the unconscious Ji Li, there is also a saint imprisoned by him, Huan Xi.

Huan Xi seemed to accept his fate, staying quietly in Mo Wuji's elixir garden, occasionally observing the growth of the elixir.

As soon as Mo Wuji appeared in this elixir garden, Huan Xi noticed it, he looked up at Mo Wuji, and then exclaimed, "Hey, didn't you restrain Ming Yue?

When he was hit by a nail-headed book feather arrow, the Huan Crying Saint saw it, and Mo Wuji didn't feel strange. If Huan Cry can't see it, that's a strange thing.

What kind of person is Huan Xi, this is a saint. It is precisely because Huan Cry is a saint that he came here today to ask for help.

Without waiting for Mo Wuji to speak, Huan Xi smiled, "It looks like you're here to ask me for help?"

Mo Wuji said calmly, "That's right, I really need your help, and you can mention the conditions casually." Of course, if you want to get out of here, I'm afraid you can't. ”

Huan said lightly, "I'm sorry, I can't help you." ”

"I'll help you pull out the Seven Buddhas. Mo Wuji looked at Huan and said.

Huan shook his head.

"Plus give you Hongmeng life. ”

Huan still shook his head.

"I'll give you another piece of Dimensity clay. Mo Wuji almost gritted his teeth and said this.

Huan looked at Mo Wuji in shock, "You even have Tianji mud?"

It's not that Huan is surprised, because this thing is really useful to him. Back then, for a piece of Tianji mud in the universe, there were countless casualties, and later Tianji mud should have been lost in his tower of gods.

"Just say okay, right? I like to do something crisp. Mo Wuji could only hold back his unhappiness, and now he was asking for someone.

Sighing, Huan said before he said, "I can't help it, it's not that I don't want to trade with you." If I really have a way, I will definitely ask us to exchange our lives for one life, you let me go, and I will tell you the means to crack it. It's a pity that I can't solve the nail book. ”

Mo Wuji gasped, even a saint couldn't solve the nail book. And the meaning of Huan's words is obvious, this nail book is for human life, otherwise it would not say the words of one life for one life.

Mo Wuji was very disappointed in his heart, if he really wanted to fall, at least before he fell, he would save Ji Li and then kill Huan Qi.

As if sensing Mo Wuji's murderous intent, Huan sighed, "Mo Daoyou, I feel your killing intent. I know that if you can't unlock the nail book, I'm going to die in front of you, right?"

Mo Wuji didn't answer, this is an inevitable thing, he himself has fallen, and he will definitely not let the living Huan Cry exist in his world.

Huan Si hesitated for a moment, and then continued, "Mo Daoyou, I heard a very strange method to break the nail head book, but this method is a bit outrageous, because you have to burn your own Yuan Shen ...... first."

"Burning Yuanshen?" Mo Wuji asked in surprise.

Huan Xi nodded, "That's right, burn your own primordial spirit." After being nailed by the nailhead book feather arrow, the first time to wrap the nailhead book with its own avenue rhyme, and then to pull it out in the shortest possible time. Obviously, you didn't do that. Once the nail head book turns into a rhyme breath, more than half of it is wrapped around the Yuan Shen, and it is integrated with the Yuan Shen, no matter how strong you are, you can't peel off the nail head book until the Yuan Shen collapses.

You should know how important a monk's primordial spirit is, once the primordial gods are burned, it is equivalent to the destruction of the Daoji. And burning his own primordial spirit, he can't completely understand the nailhead calligraphy rhyme. Even more terrifying is the kind of torment that no one can bear. ”

"And then?" Mo Wuji hurriedly asked.

Huan Xi smiled, "After the Yuan Shen is burned, the small life is temporarily saved, and then the remaining life span is used to force the rest of the nail head book Dao Yun, barely survived." ”

Although Huan said a way, in fact, this method is really the same as not saying. According to Huan Tiao, he still has to die in the end.

Mo Wuji, the terrifying magic weapon of the Nailhead Book, had heard of it, and once on Earth, he had heard of the magic weapon of the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book. Mo Wuji used to have these rumors, but he just heard it. China has a long heritage, and there are more myths and legends, and there is nothing remarkable.

After he himself obtained the Tiangang Transformation, Mo Wuji knew that this world was far from what he understood. Just because he doesn't know doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Huan Cry offers a solution that can't be eradicated yet, burning the primordial spirit.

For other monks, this may be of temporary use, but for Mo Wuji, it is of no use at all. He doesn't have a primordial god at all, he only has the Great Knowledge Sea, and the purple qi lake in the Great Knowledge Sea. Without the Yuan Shen, how can he burn the Yuan Shen?

Mo Wuji sighed and said to Huan Qi, "I'm really sorry, Huan Qi Saint, I have to kill you." I can't save myself. ”

Seeing that the old guys from the past came out one by one, Huan Xi felt a little more unwilling in his heart. Originally, he was very optimistic about Mo Wuji, but he didn't even dodge the nail book of Mingyue God Emperor, this is simply ......

"Wait......" Huan Qi stopped Mo Wuji's movements, "I'm in your world now, and I can't jump into the sky at all." You can kill me before you die, don't be in a hurry. With your means, even if you burn the original god, you can live for a long time. ”

Mo Wuji said lightly, "I don't want to burn my Yuan Shen, so you have to leave one step ahead." ”

"Mo Daoyou, I am willing to send a trace of my Dao soul to drive for you. You also know that if something happens to you, I will die too. Huan said again.

Mo Wuji asked in surprise, "Huan Daoyou, I remember that you were still in a hurry to seek death, why do you want to live now?"

For a saint, giving away a trace of the Great Dao soul to imprint others is tantamount to betraying everything he has. His life and death are equivalent to being in the hands of Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji can let him die at any time, and once Mo Wuji has an accident, then Huan Cry is equivalent to having an accident.

This method was used by Mo Wuji when he was in the cultivation realm. He had received a servant in the True Star, called Changsai. According to Mo Wuji's current induction, Changsai should still be alive, but he just doesn't know where it is. If you add Huan Wai, then he has two servants.

Ke Huan is different from Changsai, this is a saint.

As if he knew Mo Wuji's thoughts, Huan sighed, "I feel the extraordinary nature of your world, although I am a little surprised that you were injured in the hands of Ming Yue, but I am still optimistic about you." I'm sure if I don't, you'll kill me without hesitation. I don't want to die for the time being, so I can only give away my soul brand. ”

After saying this, Huan laughed self-deprecatingly, "Sage...... That's what a saint is, I can see through it. ”

Huan Xi looked at Mo Wuji calmly, he decided, if Mo Wuji didn't agree, then he would kill himself. The saint also has self-esteem, and the reason why he does this is because he is unwilling, strongly unwilling. He hadn't seen Luo Xu die, and he hadn't taken revenge.

The other is extremely optimistic about Mo Wuji's complete world, this world is the most powerful cosmic world he has ever seen. He had a hunch that in the future, Mo Wuji would grow up and even surpass the existence of a saint.

Even though it was a little unrealistic, he still wanted to see it. After all, there is nothing left when he dies, and if he doesn't die, he still has a chance to see if it's not.

Moreover, deep down in his heart, there was a hunch that Mo Wuji didn't seem to be such an easy person to die.

"Okay, I agree. You give away your Dao Soul. Mo Wuji nodded and said to Huan Xi.

Huan Si didn't say a word, and directly shot a trace of the soul of the avenue. After being imprisoned by Mo Wuji for a period of time, he had already understood that the dignity of a saint was not something that could not be given up compared to life.

Mo Wuji rolled his hand and branded the soul of the Great Dao of Huan Wai, and then turned to leave.

Mo Wuji didn't care about Huan Cry sending out the Great Dao Soul Imprint, and he didn't even have any sense of accomplishment. He walked up to Ji Li and put the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo in Ji Li's arms. With his current ability, there is no way to save Ji Li at all. The only thing he can do is try not to let his world collapse after his fall.

After doing this, Mo Wuji once again entered the process of finding the nail-headed book feather arrow Dao rhyme.

(Two more likely to give a little push.) ）