In the simple room, the two old men sat opposite each other at the table, and what was surprising was that the two of them looked exactly the same, except for some differences in the Taoist robes on their bodies, there were no other differences. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that the figures of the two of them are a little illusory, obviously not living people, they are all souls left in the world.

Not long ago, Wei Ling, no, now it should be called Mo Lin, Mo Wei felt that the name Mo Ling was not suitable for women, so he changed it to her, originally wanted to change it to Mo Ling, but she felt that this name was too delicate and unwilling to accept it.

But she is also a rule-abiding person, and the elders naturally have to follow the name, and in the end, Mo Wei took the initiative to change a word.

When he reached his realm, he could naturally see that the yin and yang order of Mo Lin's origin had been changed, and he didn't care, thinking that it was Mo Lin's own choice, after all, this situation was not very rare, and he had seen a lot of it before.

Seeing that she didn't like that word, he just thought that he hadn't adapted to his new identity yet, so he didn't force her, and finally changed the name to Mo Lin.

After changing her name, Mo Lin said a word to Mo Wei and then withdrew from the space, and after staying for a while, her mind had begun to sting.

The body that has lost the support of cultivation is still too weak to bear the output of the Yuan Infant Spiritual Consciousness for a long time.

As for Mo Wei, he had been sleeping for thousands of years, and he didn't want to continue to stay in this small space, so he came out with Mo Lin.

And now this situation highlights the foundation of the old Yuan Infant overhaul.

Only Mo Wei, who was left with a split soul, took the phalanges as the core, and the formation diagram made the body, creating a half-spirit body.

When he had just condensed his body, with the hut as the center, the heaven and earth aura of Curved Realm City were all pulled over, and all of them entered the half-spirit body and became his reserve power.

When absorbing aura, Mo Wei did it extremely perfectly, and the movement caused was extremely small, and it was imperceptible to non-Yuan infancy.

It's a little slower to do this, but it's safe, after all, he doesn't know what kind of place this is, so it's better not to make trouble for Mo Lin.

After swallowing his breath a few times, Mo Lin's face became extremely weird, they were all in the Yuan Infant stage, even if Mo Wei was the peak Yuan Infant, but the gap between the two of them was too big.

After Mo Lin lost the Yuan Baby, his cultivation could not be recovered for a long time, and until now it was only in the early stage of foundation building, but Mo Wei had been silent for thousands of years, and as soon as he came out, he easily recovered to the Jindan stage, and it continued to rise, what kind of secret method is this?

"Girl, what are you looking at?"

Mo Wei touched his old face, was there something on his face, why did she look at herself like this?

Just as he was about to make a few jokes about Wei Ling, his face froze and became a little heavy, and he turned his head to look at the wall on one side.

I saw that the neat walls gradually twisted, and then a full of anger came out, and the empty eyes first stayed on Mo Lin for a moment before turning directly to Mo Wei.

"The soul of the peerless?"

The sudden battle spirit made Mo Wei a little puzzled, as the leader of the Peerless Army, he naturally had a way to distinguish the Peerless Soul from the ordinary Battle Soul, but how could there be a Peerless Soul here.

You must know that their battle is in an extremely distant battlefield outside the realm, no matter how you win or lose, it is impossible for the soul of the peerless to flow here.

No, there seems to be a possibility!

As soon as he thought of that possibility, Mo Wei couldn't sit still, and directly wanted to go through the wall to the other side to see what was going on.

But before he could act, a palm pressed him back into place.

Mo Lin, who had always been standing on the side, was a little dumbfounded, how could there be another Mo Wei, and looking at his behavior, it seemed that he was not controlled by this Mo Wei who was wearing a blood-colored gold-patterned robe.

Looking at his illusory degree, it is obvious that it can't be the main soul, nor can it be a split soul, just a little remnant soul, why do you have independent thinking?

Mo Lin didn't know that from the moment Mo Wei's remnant soul entered the world with the lord, he was no longer an independent existence, but he still retained his former memories and sanity.

"Look at you like this, you lost that battle back then, right?"

Bloody Mo Wei looked at the white-clothed Mo Wei lightly, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, even if he had prepared for the worst, but he was still depressed when he got this result.

The white-clothed Mo Wei nodded, "It was our miscalculation, the other party left a big hole card, the unequaled army, all wiped out, so..."

"So you choose not to fall into the Netherworld and protect the reincarnation of the Lord?"

Bloody Mo Wei's tone was a little dull, he knew very well the character of the lord, either die in battle, or fight hard to win, this is the main reason why their unequaled army can come to this point, once they decide on something, it will be a road to the dark.

This was just that time because it was too dark, I fell into the pit.

"Well, how is the situation of the lord now?"

More than a thousand years have passed, I don't know where the lord has developed now?

"Ten lifetimes of reincarnation, each lord of the world will not be able to re-embark on the path of the Great Dao, and we are also powerless. ”

When he said this, the white-clothed Mo Wei was full of shame, they had consumed their strength too thoroughly at the beginning, they thought that with the talent of the lord, it would be easy to re-cultivate, but every time it was different from what they thought.

It's not a mediocre person with no ambitions, a rich man who is looking for fun, or a short-lived ghost, in short, after so many years, the lord has not shown signs of cultivation, and only this life is better.

While the two of them were talking, Mo Lin very obediently brewed a pot of spiritual tea with the effect of warming the soul and body, and put one cup in front of the two of them after filling it with three cups.

When she was about to pick up the teacup and taste it, Bloody Mo Wei said with some dissatisfaction: "Girl, why is my cup of tea the second cup?"

"Huh?!"

Mo Lin was a little at a loss, she thought that the two Mo Wei were both transformed by one person, and there was no subdivision of who came first and who came later, but she didn't expect that the blood-clothed Mo Wei would have an opinion on this.

"I... Only... It's just..."

The more he spoke, the smaller he became, I don't know why, Wei Ling was particularly easy to be timid when facing Bloody Mo Wei, obviously it wasn't like this before.

"Okay, what do you care about with the child, and then do we separate each other?"

The two of them originated from one, but for some reason they diverged into two separate individuals, but after all, they came from the same source.

rubbed Mo Lin's hair as if soothing (everyone seemed to like to touch her head), and Mo Lin didn't seem to resist the actions of the white-clothed Mo Wei, and he held the third cup of spiritual tea and savored the taste.

In contrast, Bloody Mo Wei seemed much wilder, drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, felt that he didn't taste anything, and drank several cups in succession before stopping, waiting for Bai Yi Mo Wei to continue, he really wanted to know what had happened over the years!