Despite having the Dan Furnace, Mo Wuji was still unable to refine the Divine Pill. The pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info refining tool is different from alchemy, even if the refining tool has only one material, as long as it has its own instrument inheritance, it can also refine the magic weapon. The difference is that the magic weapon refined by deep understanding of the material is better, and the magic weapon refined by the shallow understanding of the material is very general. The inferior artifacts refined like Mo Wuji are all ugly, just because he doesn't know a lot of materials.

In addition to identifying the Divine Spirit Grass and the characteristics of the Divine Spirit Grass, alchemy also requires a Dan prescription to refine the Divine Pill.

Each Danfang is formed by the accumulation of wisdom and experience of countless people over countless years. No matter how powerful Mo Wuji's immortal mortal recipe is, it is only for Dan Dao, and it cannot create Dan Fang without limits. At least, he can't just create the Divine Pill Pill Fang now.

Let him create an elixir pill, for Mo Wuji, it was a breeze. Because his Dan Dao has already stood at the pinnacle of the immortal realm. And Shen Dan, at least for now, Mo Wuji has not yet started to contact.

Although cultivating in the Immortal Realm could only condense the Divine Yuan, Mo Wuji had now gotten a large pile of Divine Crystals, and if he didn't cultivate, he would really feel a little itchy in his heart.

Another two months later, Mo Wuji stood up from the large pile of divine crystals. Sure enough, as he guessed, his cultivation was upgraded to the second layer of the cultivation of the gods, and the divine yuan became more and more condensed, but he could not break through the second layer of the cultivation of the gods and step into the third layer of the cultivation of the gods.

It's time to go out, Mo Wuji's divine thoughts swept out, and the chaotic rules outside have begun to calm down.

An hour later, Mo Wuji stood on the ground. A few months ago, there were no more people left.

Although the rules here are still imperfect, it's just that Mo Wuji's Divine Yuan has been condensed to a certain extent, and as soon as he came out, he felt a stronger Heaven and Earth Dao rhyme, and he didn't need to cultivate at all, and his cultivation directly broke through the second layer of Cultivation and entered the third layer of Cultivation Spirit.

If he does it with Wuliang now, Mo Wuji will definitely not let this guy run away with a broken arm.

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Although it was delayed for more than half a year, Mo Wuji didn't care, just what was on that dead senior brother Wuliang was enough to make up for him.

Mo Wuji took off the mask and restored his appearance.

He and Senior Brother Death entered the crack and someone saw it, and this matter must not be known to others. The backstage of that Senior Brother of Death Mailiang is definitely not simple, once people know that Senior Brother Death was killed by him, who knows what trouble it will cause?

As Mo Wuji expected, for more than two months in a row, Mo Wuji did not find anything good. Not only did he not find anything good, but he did not even meet a single figure.

Just when Mo Wuji was thinking about which direction he should choose to go over, he actually received a message from a disciple of the Tianfan Sect. A distress message, to be exact.

Mo Wuji is also the eldest disciple of the Tianfan Sect, where will he delay the Tianfan Sect's distress message, and the Wind Escape Technique has been exerted to the extreme and rushed over.

In less than a stick of incense, Mo Wuji saw a group of people, and roughly estimated that there were at least one or two hundred.

A burst of fragrance came, and this fragrance was even Mo Wuji's heart felt relaxed when he smelled it, and it seemed that his cultivation realm had also loosened a little. Mo Wuji's divine thoughts swept over and saw a giant tree dozens of feet high, full of fruit on this giant tree.

The fruit was still green, and the many monks around it were obviously waiting for it to ripen. This fruit is not ripe, and the fragrant breath makes Mo Wuji feel that his cultivation is loosening, which shows how precious this fruit is, no wonder so many people are gathered here.

However, Mo Wuji's attention was not to this fruit tree, but to a monk covered in blood and dying in breath.

Wei Ru, a disciple of Tianfan Sect, was also the one who Mo Wuji gave the jade plate.

One of Wei Ru's arms had been lost, his breath was sluggish and he had fallen into a coma, and he didn't have a ring.

"I didn't expect you to come, but it's quite fast. A miserable voice fell on Mo Wuji's ears, Mo Wuji's gaze moved from Wei Ru to the owner of this miserable voice, this is a seventh-level cultivator of the cultivation of gods, looking at the sect logo on his clothes, it should be from the Jiuyan Divine Sect.

Mo Wuji ignored this disciple of the Nine Yan Divine Sect, stepped to Wei Ru's side, took out a healing pill and put it into Wei Ru's mouth.

Although Mo Wuji himself is not able to refine the Divine Pill now, there are not a lot of healing Divine Pills on his body, which are all seized from Wuliang's hands.

The effect of the healing pill is very good, Wei Ru came to his senses, and he hurriedly said as soon as he saw Mo Wuji, "Senior brother, they forced me to send a message to you, you should leave quickly......"

Only then did Mo Wuji understand that Wei Ru's request for help was actually forced by others, he took out a few pills again and put them into Wei Ru's mouth and asked, "What's the matter, you say." ”

"Mole ant, let grandpa tell you. Another arrogant voice came, followed by a bearded man who was about to make a move on Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji turned around, stared at the monk who was about to do something to him, and said, "Tang Wuzhen, you want to do it with me?"

He recognized that this bearded guy was from the Luan Soul Divine Mansion, and Tang Wuzhen, the strong god cultivator of the Luan Soul Divine Mansion, was also here. Although Mo Wuji wanted to kill in his heart, he hadn't figured things out yet. What's more, there are not one or two Heavenly God Cultivators here, he is just a third-level cultivator of the Divine Cultivation Layer, and he can't be the king here.

Tang Wuzhen said a little speechlessly, "Mo Wuji, this has nothing to do with me." ”

Although he said this, he still said to the bearded monk who was about to do it, "Senior Brother Huan, this matter has nothing to do with my Luan Soul Divine Mansion for the time being, don't do it." ”

Hearing Mo Wuji's words made Tang Wuzhen compromise in disguise, and everyone set their eyes on Mo Wuji. If Mo Wuji was regarded as an ant before, then now Mo Wuji seems to have become a somewhat strange ant.

Of course, ants are still ants.

Offended the Jiuyan Divine Sect, Mo Wuji came here, and there was no other way than death. Not to mention that there are more than twenty disciples of the Nine Yan Divine Sect here, even there are three Heavenly God disciples.

Mo Wuji was just a small early stage of cultivating gods in the Tianfan Sect, no matter how he made Tang Wuzhen have to compromise, in front of the Jiuyan Divine Sect, Mo Wuji didn't have a chance yet.

The seventh layer of the Nine Yan Divine Sect was a little surprised when he heard that Tang Wuzhen had actually stopped his fellow disciple under Mo Wuji's threat, and he stopped his steps to step forward.

The healing pill given by Mo Wuji worked, and although Wei Ru's broken arm had not yet grown, he was able to stand up.

"What's going on?" Mo Wuji asked calmly.

Wei Ru said poignantly, "Senior brother, the Tianfan Sect is gone......

Mo Wuji frowned, patted Wei Ru's shoulder and said, "Senior Brother Wei Ru, even if all of us fall here, the Tianfan Sect still exists. ”

"No......" Wei Ru's voice was a little choked, "A year ago, Master Pang Jie was besieged and killed by three god kings.......

"What?" Mo Wuji's murderous aura exploded all over his body, and Wei Ru felt a chill all over his body, just the disciple of the Nine Yan Divine Sect who wanted to step forward again was also subconsciously retreated by this murderous aura.

"You said that Master Pang Jie was killed?" Mo Wuji's tone became cold, staring at Wei Ru, "How do you know?"

Wei Ru said sadly, "The Yesa God King of the Jiuyan Divine Sect, the Yanting God King of the Luan Soul Divine Mansion, and the Yiming Divine King have found an extremely absurd reason to join forces to besiege and kill the master of my Tianfan Sect...... The reason why I know is because this news was brought in by someone who came in later, and it has already spread throughout the entire Hatching God Domain Nest......"

An extremely murderous aura filled Mo Wuji's whole body, and he even felt his legs trembling, it was not fear, but a kind of anger with murderous intent to the extreme.

Mo Wuji knows Pang Jie very well, and Pang Jie will never take the initiative to find trouble. The Yesa God King and the Yanting God King were looking for an excuse to kill Pang Jie, the God King of the Tianfan Sect, Mo Wuji knew very well what the reason was, and Pang Jie had already told him about it.

Mo Wuji has never met a strong man like Pang Jie, who cares about him, and in his eyes, Pang Jie is an elder and a teacher. The reason why he agreed to call Senior Brother Pang Jie was not because of his own reasons, but because of his sect. If he wants to establish a sect in the future, he can't call someone from another sect as the ancestor.

But in Mo Wuji's heart, Pang Jie is the elder existence of his ancestor.

Now that this elder was actually killed by several selfish scumbags, how could the anger in his heart dissipate.

A frustrated aura filled his heart, and Mo Wuji could no longer maintain his previous calm and patience. When Tianfan Sect still existed, he could endure it, but now he can't endure it.

He took out a ring and handed it to Wei Ru and said, "This place is full of all kinds of opportunities, you have to work hard to cultivate. Whether we can meet or not, we must remember that you were once from the Heavenly Mortal Sect. ”

Pang Jie was killed, and Mo Wuji could think with his toes that the Tianfan Sect would not exist. In other words, he had only joined the Tianfan Sect for two or three years, and he had once again become a loose cultivator without a sect. As for the reason why Wei Ru was almost killed, Mo Wuji didn't even ask. What else is there to ask about this? The god kings of the Jiuyan Divine Sect joined forces to kill Pang Jie, can the disciples of the Jiuyan Divine Sect not kill the disciples of the Tianfan Sect?

"Senior brother, let's go together. Wei Ru also understood that Master Pang Jie was gone, and Tianfan Sect was naturally gone.

Mo Wuji took a deep breath and said slowly, "I left with you today, and I won't be happy in my life." ”

Feeling the resolute momentum on Mo Wuji's body, Wei Ru's heart trembled, he knew what this senior brother meant, that is, knowing that he would die, he would stay and kill a few disciples of the Jiuyan Divine Sect.

"Senior brother, but there are forty or fifty disciples of these two sects, and there are a few Heavenly God powerhouses, you stay here......" Wei Ru's heart was full of worry.

Mo Wuji laughed, "People always have to do a few stupid things in their lives, and if I don't do this today, it will be difficult for me to improve my cultivation again." ”

(I thought the second watch would be delayed, but I came back in time, there was no delay, and it was not bad, so I asked for a monthly pass.) That's all for today's update, good night friends!)

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