Immortal Mortal

In just half an hour, Mo Wuji was completely immersed in Chu Xingzi's knowledge of formations.

Seeing the wonderful places, he kept drawing some patterns with his hands.

When he didn't know anything about the way of battle at first, looking at these patterns was like reading a bible, and he felt dizzy. Now that I have delved into it, I found that each pattern has infinite charm and attraction.

If it was a closed-door practice, Mo Wuji still remembered to take Bigu Pills. Now that he was delving into the formation patterns and formation knowledge, he completely forgot everything, and he didn't wake up until he was almost starved.

Mo Wuji took a Bigu Pill, but he didn't eat it. His eyes were fixed on one of the lines in a daze.

The first-level monitoring pattern can monitor things within a radius of three feet. The biggest feature of the monitoring pattern is to connect, and the second is to turn...

Mo Wuji looked away from the lines, and even frowned. He vaguely felt that this pattern was familiar to him, and soon he remembered that it was the pattern on that bracelet. No, this pattern is more concise and clear than the pattern on the bracelet. Mo Wuji knew from the beginning that Chu Xingzi left behind the formation, and now he is not ignorant. At this time, he could vaguely sense that the monitoring pattern of Chu Xingzi was much more advanced than the one on the bracelet, even if it was just Level 1 monitoring pattern.

No, what I was thinking just now wasn't the question of good or bad patterns, Mo Wuji patted his head and finally adjusted his thinking.

He once again thought of the monitoring pattern on the bracelet, as long as the direction indicator pattern can be seen on the bracelet, why do you need a monitoring pattern?

The only possibility is that this array pattern is used to monitor the monks entering the Five Elements Desolation, why monitor the monks entering the Five Elements Desolation?

Mo Wuji fought coldly. If the monitoring pattern could transmit the content, wouldn't that mean that people already knew about him killing Dong Lun and obtaining the Infinite Soul Forging Crystal?

No, according to the formation knowledge he just learned, this first-level monitoring pattern can only be conveyed within ten meters at most. With such a small area of ​​the wristband, it is absolutely impossible to transmit images from the Five Elements Wasteland with the first-level monitoring pattern. If you can't transmit the video, what's the point of using the monitoring pattern?

Reasoning to this place, the answer appeared almost logically. That is, the bracelet also has a memory pattern, and after all the monks leave the Five Elements Wasteland, they must hand in the bracelet. Then the person who takes away the bracelet can know what you got in the Five Elements Wasteland based on the bracelet you handed over.

Mo Wuji took a breath, secretly afraid in his heart, if he didn't know these things and handed over the bracelet, then everything he got would be known.

Thinking of this, Mo Wuji quickly skipped over the monitoring pattern and went to the wall to look for the memory pattern. After a while, Mo Wuji found the memory pattern. He was right in guessing that the formation patterns he found in the bracelet also had patterns like this in it.

The formation knowledge left by Chu Xingzi must not be left behind, it is very useful to him. Mo Wuji looked at the wall carvings that he hadn't finished reading, and his heart sank. He should have spent two days watching the tutorial, but in the end he only read one percent of the content.

In other words, it would take at least two hundred days for him to read all these things. And that doesn't include wasting time when something incomprehensible appears.

Then copy it down.

Mo Wuji made up his mind that even if he spends the rest of his time here, he will copy all the wall carvings down.

Taking out the pen and paper, Mo Wuji began to copy crazily.

It can be said that apart from the madness of copying summer homework before school started when he was very young, Mo Wuji had never copied anything so crazy.

As time passed day by day, Mo Wuji copied more than a dozen pens.

This made Mo Wuji very worried. He only had twenty brushes with him, and this was because of the habit left over from when he was painting medicinal materials for Lan Yu. At the beginning, because the name of the medicinal material he said was different from what Lan Yu said, he showed Lan Yu with his strokes. Since then, Mo Wuji has been carrying a few pens with him. After having the storage bag, he even lost twenty pens in the storage bag.

It stands to reason that twenty pens must not be used up, but it never occurred to me that twenty pens would not be enough in the Five Elements Desolation.

Fortunately, Mo Wuji's worry was far-reaching. When he used up his nineteenth pen, he copied all the things on the wall. The copied paper piled up and was as thick as several books.

Mo Wuji flicked his somewhat sore wrist. He has the perfect strength of the ninth level of Tuomai, and it is a bit unbearable to copy it for 20 consecutive days.

It would probably take a few months to copy the result of his transcription for any monk with similar cultivation level as him. It's not just that he writes faster than others, but that he doesn't even need to raise his head when copying things. His divine thoughts are swept into his brain, and he just needs to keep writing with his hands.

It's time to go out, Mo Wuji put his things into the storage bag. Counting it, he has entered the Five Elements Wasteland for more than two months. If it is delayed any longer, maybe it is really impossible to leave the Five Elements Desolate Territory.

Going back to the stone gate, he took out the copper key and stuffed it into the keyhole. This stone gate, which had been bombarded by many monks for many days, could not be opened. Under Mo Wuji's key, it easily creaked and slowly opened again.

Mo Wuji took out the key and quickly left the stone gate. Maybe one day he will come back again.

When the stone door was closed and Mo Wuji was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something. Chu Xingzi was imprisoned here for many years, and in the end he left behind his knowledge of formations, so what about Chu Xingzi himself? Didn't he go out? Even if you die inside, there are still ashes.

Mo Wuji was sure that the corpse outside did not belong to Chu Xingzi, if it belonged to Chu Xingzi, he would not have the key to the Shimen in his hand.

Mo Wuji thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what was going on. In the end, he could only think that Chu Xingzi was under the ice steps.

It's better to go out quickly, these things are not something he can figure out with his cultivation. If he has enough cultivation, if he comes here to meet Chu Xingzi again, he will take his remains out and bury him, so he can be regarded as his master after all.

Mo Wuji quickened his pace and left the passage, returning to the main hall.

There was no one in the hall, but there were two more corpses, and all the things on the corpses were taken away. Mo Wuji's divine sense scanned around, and finally confirmed that everyone here had left. He grabbed the iron rod, raised his head to identify the position, and then jumped up.

Fortunately, there was still a place to stay in the hollow, so Mo Wuji changed his vitality a few times halfway, and he caught on to the edge of the ice pit that fell from the beginning.

The outside of the ice pit had already been smoothed by the cold wind, so Mo Wuji wasn't worried. This place has been blasted away, even if it is smoothed, there is only a thin layer of ice.

The Tianji stick agitated Yuanli and blasted it up. After dozens of times, the place smoothed by the ice made a cracking sound, and a crack appeared.

Mo Wuji's Tianji stick was pushed harder, and an ice hole appeared in front of Mo Wuji, and the outside was a vast expanse of whiteness. Mo Wuji's divine sense swept out, and after making sure that there was no one outside, he unfolded his body, walked out of the ice cave, and landed on the mountainside of the ice peak again.

Lying on the mountainside, Mo Wuji immediately dug out two stressed holes with a sharp knife.

Now he is alone, and he simply does not have the strength to dig out another ice step road. But whether it's going down or not, he just needs to dig out some stressed ice holes on the ice peak.

It took a full day for Mo Wuji to land at the foot of the tall ice peak. At this time, there was no one here, and the surroundings were completely silent, except for the glare of light everywhere due to the reflection of the ice peak, there was nothing else.

...

At the same time, in the depths of a canyon thousands of miles away from the ice peak, the space is filled with a bloody atmosphere.

Dozens of corpses fell to the ground in all directions, and the ground was even more messy. Only the faint leaves of the spiritual grass can make people guess what happened here before.

Hou Yucheng slowly wiped off the blood on a long Xiao, and then hung the Chang Xiao behind his back. The whole person still looked clean and tidy, not even a trace of dust on his body, and his hair was not even a little messy.

As for the rest of the people in the canyon, almost everyone had bloodstains on their bodies, and their clothes were a little messy.

Junior Sister Wan'er, are you okay? After finishing all this, Hou Yucheng smiled and asked Qu Wan'er not far away.

Qu Wan'er's hair was a little messy, and there were a few drops of blood on her body. She glanced at Hou Yucheng gratefully, then shook her head. After a while, he said again, Thank you, Senior Brother Hou, if it wasn't for you, I would have lost my arm.

Hou Yucheng smiled slightly, We are companions, why bother too much. You will help me when I am in trouble, right?

Qu Wan'er was silent for a while, and then continued, If I hadn't been greedy for that turmeric plant, you wouldn't have to take the risk of helping me.

Hou Yucheng laughed again, Junior Sister Wan'er, you're overthinking. To me, it doesn't matter if you make one more shot or one less. I've said it all, we are partners now...

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, then sighed and continued, Unfortunately, brother Mo, I don't know if he came out from under the ice peak. Speaking of which, I invited brother Mo to go to the ice peak. If something happened to brother Mo things, I'm upset.

Senior Brother Hou seems to pay special attention to Master Mo Dan? Qu Wan'er couldn't help asking, because Hou Yucheng mentioned Mo Wuji more than once along the way.

Looking at the messy canyon in front of him, Hou Yucheng said in a low tone for the first time, Because I think he is a different kind, he is different from most of the people around us.

Even though Senior Brother Hou is in the Demon Sect, isn't he different from the people around him? If it wasn't for me, Senior Brother Hou would not have killed that person before. Qu Wan'er said quietly, she likes Hou Yucheng, but unfortunately Hou Yucheng Yu Cheng was close to her, but he didn't seem to have that kind of affection between a man and a woman.

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