Mo Ming walked silently, the swarthy young man was still talking, he said it very carefully, and he listened very carefully, but as he learned more, his brows wrinkled tighter, because judging from all indications, it was not easy for him to enter Luo Jianzong to find Uncle Sihai.

"The enrollment meeting of the Hundred Refining Sect will be held here in half a month, if you have this intention, you have to plan early, if it is over, even if you are highly talented, then the Hundred Refining Sect will not accept it!"

"Thank you, brother. I'll think about it. ”

Walking to an inn, Mo Ming arched his hand to the young man, a little grateful, not to mention whether the enrollment meeting of the Hundred Refining Sect was really exciting, but after the young man's explanation, at least he had an intuitive understanding of the immortal cultivation world in the Moro Country.

These things seem to be insignificant, but for Mo Ming, who is new to this aspect, it is a treasure, if it weren't for this swarthy young man talking about everything about Luo Jianzong, I'm afraid Mo Ming would have to rush into Biyun Mountain in a daze, and it would be good to be driven out by Luo Jianzong at that time, if he was directly arrested and enslaved, then it would be even more impossible for him to find Uncle Sihai.

"You're welcome, brother, I also told you when I saw that you thought it was quite compatible!"

The swarthy young man smiled, and suddenly asked in surprise, "Hey, I don't know what your name is! My name is Wang Meng, and my uncle calls me Mengzi!"

Mo Ming was also a little dumbfounded, the two talked a lot, but at this time they remembered to ask each other what their names were, which couldn't help but make people laugh a little.

"Under Mo Ming!" Mo Ming didn't hide it, and smiled with a fist.

"Hehe, Mo Ming, I made a note! I'm going to meet my uncle and them now, so don't pass it for now, I'll come back to you in two days, and I'll take you to a fun place when the time comes!"

Wang Meng smiled, hugged his fists without hesitation, and strode away after noting down the inn where Mo Ming was.

Mo Ming looked at Wang Meng's departing back at the door of the inn, the smile on his face gradually converged, and then he frowned again, his face looked a little ugly.

Mo Ming didn't know if everything Wang Meng said along the way was true, but after thinking about it carefully, there should be no need for the other party to tell a lie, after all, he doesn't seem to have anything to do now, saying that there is no money, although there are some spirit stones, they can't be taken out, and others can't see it.

However, if all this is really the case, then the idea of going to Luo Jianzong to find Uncle Sihai will be in vain.

This was a big blow to him, and it completely disrupted his plans. If you can't find Uncle Sihai, then how can you let him know everything that happened at home!

After thinking for a long time, unable to think of a clue, Mo Ming turned around and plunged into the inn.

After paying some of the remaining silver taels and asking for a room, Mo Ming locked himself in the room. Looking at the sky outside the window, he thought about it and took out a palm-sized jade bottle from his arms, which contained the three Blood Spirit Pills given by Bai Xiu.

"That Bai Xiu said, as long as I eat these few Blood Spirit Pills, I will immediately break through to the innate realm, and even if my qualifications are good enough, it is not impossible to break through to the golden body realm! However, at the moment, my body has not recovered, and I don't know if there will be any impact if I forcibly break through! Then Bai Xiu didn't tell me this!"

Mo Ming looked at the jade bottle, a touch of contemplation flashed on his face, and then he carefully uncorked the jade bottle and poured out a golden pill from it.

"If everything Wang Meng said is true, then I will definitely not be able to go directly to Luo Jian Sect like this! I must really become an immortal master before I have a chance to enter Luo Jian Sect, but if I want to become an immortal master for a while, I have to go to the recruitment conference of the Hundred Refining Sect, which is a bit detouring for me, and even if I enter the Hundred Refining Sect, I don't know if there will be any restrictions, if it is not good and I can't get out of Luo Jian Sect, then it will be contrary to my original purpose, and some gains outweigh the losses!"

Smelling the medicinal fragrance emanating from the pill in his hand, Mo Ming's face was cloudy for a while, looking at the evening sky outside the window, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said to himself: "That's it, just take a risk, break through the innate realm first!"

As he spoke, Mo Ming grabbed the pill and threw it into his mouth, and then immediately sat cross-legged, and the golden body began to work.

The golden elixir was the size of a dragon's eye, and as soon as it entered its mouth, it immediately turned into a clear stream, flowing directly down his throat and into his body, Mo Ming didn't even have time to reminisce about what the golden elixir tasted like, and suddenly felt as if his abdomen was on fire, and bursts of boiling water flowed from the dantian and flowed down the meridians to the blood.

Mo Ming didn't dare to be careless, almost as soon as this feeling first appeared, he frantically ran the golden body duel, and unconsciously began to sweat, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped like water, and his clothes were soaked in just a moment, as if he had just taken a bath.

And the face that looked quite delicate gradually became red with the passage of time, as if it was about to drip blood, and the red blood vessels were revealed, and the whole face became a little shocking.

And after about half a pillar of incense, Mo Ming's brows suddenly furrowed fiercely, and a trace of pain appeared on his face.

But I saw that behind him, the foot-long wound suddenly cracked open, blood splattered, and instantly stained half of his back, and the hot blood dripped down from the placket of his clothes, and the white bones in the wound could be seen with the naked eye.

Obviously, this re-cracking deepened the originally not deep wound, making the otherwise minor injury even more serious.

And the next moment, amazingly, the wound healed quickly as far as the naked eye could see, and it only took a few breaths for the blood to stop and scab over, and the wound seemed to be healing.

However, the expected healing did not occur, because after a few breaths, the wound broke open again, spurting more blood with a fishy stench, and the color of the blood became darker.

The next moment, the wound healed again, and just like that, with the passage of time, the foot-long wound kept collapsing and healing, and the blood that flowed out each time was darker than the previous one, as if there was something mixed in it.

Mo Ming gritted his teeth, his face turned white and red, it was because of the excessive blood loss, and the power of the golden pill in his body was too much, this repeated change made him extremely painful, a pair of delicate eyebrows were twisted together, and his expression looked very hideous.

However, Mo Min knew that if he chose to break through without recovering from his injury, there would definitely be such and such an accident, so he gritted his teeth and stood firm, not wanting to make a noise.

After about another stick of incense, when the wound broke open and healed again, a viscous liquid that had been extremely black flowed out of it, and this liquid could no longer even be called blood, because as soon as it splashed out, it emitted an extremely foul smell.

What is strange is that after this wound was closed, after several cups of tea in a row, the wound did not open again, and with the loss of time, the scarlet wound gradually healed, and the entire back looked like there was no longer the slightest scar, as if the wound had never appeared.

At the same time, just as the opening disappeared, Mo Ming suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of pupils were red as if they were about to drip blood, and he couldn't stop pulling out, and with a muffled sound that only Mo Ming himself could hear, a trace of black oil seeped out of the skin, which was not much different from what flowed out of the wound before.

The next moment, there was a hint of incredulity in Mo Ming's eyes, because he suddenly felt that his whole body was much lighter, and his six senses became extremely sensitive, even if he was sitting cross-legged on the bed at this time, he could easily hear the sound in the inn hall.

The sound of anger, laughter, or clinking glasses was clearly heard by him.

And when he turned his head to look out the window, the sky that had already entered the night was so clear in his eyes, and even, through the void, he could see tiny particles fluttering with the breeze.

However, with the surprise brought by these changes, Mo Ming touched the location of the wound on his back, and a trace of palpitations appeared in his eyes.

Because just before, he felt a strong crisis, especially the wound was repeatedly collapsing and healing, the pain that pierced the bone marrow once made him almost unconscious, if it weren't for the medicinal power of the blood pill circulating all over his body all the time, repairing the wound for him, he would doubt whether he could survive it, and even, he felt that if he relaxed a little, he would not be able to break through, and he might paralyze his body directly because of this.