Immortal Mortal

Yes, I need to find a place to condense the immortal grid first. After the immortal grid is condensed, we will go to the immortal ladder. Mo Wuji replied.

Han Qingru asked suspiciously, Junior Brother, you found a way to exchange the quota of Yongyingjiaofang Joint Auction Conference from the first building of the commercial building, why don't you go?

Mo Wuji shook his head, I can't go, the reason why I let them take out such a jade medal is because I don't want to go there. I'm sure, as long as I go there, no matter how I disguise myself, I won't be able to escape the gold medal. The siege of immortals. I have never seen the strength of golden immortals. Even if I condense the immortality, I dare not say that I can definitely win the golden immortals. If there are a few golden immortals, it will be even more difficult for me to escape.

Han Qingru's living experience outside was far inferior to that of Mo Wuji, and she suddenly came to her senses after hearing what Mo Wuji said. The reason why the woman who repaired the commercial building first agreed to the younger brother's words without any hesitation was because she was sure that once the younger brother went to the auction, he would never leave again.

I'm sorry. Han Qingru said apologetically, thinking of what she had caused.

Mo Wuji smiled slightly, It's nothing. I also came from a blank slate like you. I was worse than you back then, and I was even stabbed in the back by the person I trusted the most. I think growth requires a price. of.

Ah, who is that? Han Qingru asked in shock, she felt that Mo Wuji acted very principled, not the kind of duplicitous person. Since he was Mo Wuji's friend, why did he stab him in the back?

Mo Wuji shook his head, Forget it, I've forgotten these things, let's go back to the original place to gather the fairy grid.

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Jingyang, one of the seven major cities in China. Even in the whole world, Jingyang is also a first-class metropolis.

Jingshou Mountain is the highest mountain outside Jingyang City. The Jingyang River bypasses Jingshou Mountain, which adds to the majestic momentum of Jingshou Mountain.

At this moment, on the slope of Jingshou Mountain near the river, a young woman in white was standing beside a tomb, like a statue, motionless. If it weren't for the breeze from the river to blow her dress, she would even think it was a statue. The late cold during the Qingming Festival didn't seem to affect her at all.

Inscribed on the tombstone in front of the tomb are two lines of words, Mo Wuji's tomb, Wen Xiaoqi stands.

The sun gradually slanted to the west, shining down with a trace of red-edged sunlight, making this place even more poignant and beautiful.

I don't know how long it took before the woman in white bowed slowly, and murmured in an almost ethereal tone, It's another year of Ching Ming Festival, I don't ask you to forgive me, I just ask you to forgive me. ...

At this point, she seemed unable to continue, but slowly clenched her hands.

A woman with a bamboo basket staggered slowly walked over. She walked behind the woman in the white skirt and remained silent.

The woman in the white dress obviously knew that someone was coming, she slowly turned her head to look at the woman with a vicissitudes of life, and said after a while, Xiao Qi, thank you for setting up Wuji's tomb, and thank you for your kindness to this place all these years. care.

The woman with a vicissitudes of life said calmly, Xia Ruoyin, everything I do has nothing to do with you.

After saying this, the vicissitudes of life woman named Xiaoqi walked slowly to the grave, took out the offerings from the bamboo basket, and placed them in front of the tombstone. Then she took out some money and lit it, and she did it meticulously every step of the way, as if she was doing a routine thing.

Xia Ruoyin looked at this woman who was two years younger than her but had such a vicissitudes of life for a while, and then suddenly turned around. In a short time, he went a long way.

It was only at this time that Wen Xiaoqi turned her head. Looking at Xia Ruoyin's back, she suddenly clenched her fists. After a long time, she sighed, lowered her head and murmured again, I'm sorry, Wuji, I don't have the ability to avenge you and kill this vicious woman.

You know? A cold voice suddenly appeared in Wen Xiaoqi's ear, and Wen Xiaoqi stared at Xia Ruoyin standing in front of her in shock. Just now she clearly saw that Xia Ruoyin had gone away, how could she suddenly appear in front of her?

But then she put the matter aside, and her tone became calmer, Yes, I know that Wuji was assassinated from behind. He studies in the laboratory every day, except you , No third person will be able to enter his laboratory. Wuji gave you his heart, but you actually assassinated him for a formula, you are not human at all, worse than a beast.

Xia Ruoyin's face turned pale, she slowly raised her hand, and her whole body became murderous.

Wen Xiaoqi sneered, I know that after you got Wuji's formula, you had a great opportunity, otherwise your appearance would not have changed until now. But I am not afraid at all, Wen Xiaoqi, you killed me Well, I can't avenge Wuji, and dying with Wuji is also a kind of satisfaction.

You really want to kill me? Xia Ruoyin slowly lowered her hand when she heard this.

Wen Xiaoqi glanced at Xia Ruoyin with disdain, I wish I could swallow your flesh and drink your blood. If I don't get married, I just want to find a chance to kill you. Unfortunately, I know that I will never have this chance.

After finishing speaking, Wen Xiaoqi didn't even bother to look at Xia Ruoyin, she turned around slowly, and slowly added those ghost money into the lit fire again.

Xia Ruoyin's face changed several times, and finally she turned around again, her figure flashed, like a leaf, she quickly drifted away.

...

In the cave on the outskirts of Wulian Mountain in Yongyingjiao, Mo Wuji was surrounded by fairy stones. He picked up a fairy stone, and continuously sensed the breath in it according to the way Han Qingru said, and then by absorbing the This kind of breath is used to condense the fairy grid.

There was a kind of dao rhyme in the fairy stone that Mo Wuji could hardly catch, but what made Mo Wuji's face change suddenly was that he couldn't absorb any of the dao rhyme in the fairy stone.

Can't even absorb the Dao Yun breath in it, how to condense the fairy grid?

After a whole day, the Celestial Stone in Mo Wuji's hand was still the same.

Mo Wuji's heart sank slightly, he did not ask Han Qingru. He was sure that even Han Qingru didn't know what was going on in this situation, maybe it had something to do with the exercises he practiced. He has no spiritual roots, and has opened up a method of cultivation. Perhaps in the entire vast universe, he is the only one who has cultivated to the realm of a celestial being without a spiritual root.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wuji did not continue to condense his immortality. He took out a bunch of middle-grade immortal stones and began to transform his immortal essence.

One hundred and eight meridians reversed at the same time, forming a big reversal cycle. It only took Mo Wuji half a month to completely transform his true energy into immortal energy.

Originally, when Mo Wuji was in the celestial realm, the vitality in his body was overflowing. Now it has been transformed into Xianyuanli, and its strength has increased several times again.

After converting his Yuanli into Xianyuan, Mo Wuji took out the Xiange Stone again. He had some doubts that he could not condense the immortal grid before, whether it was because the original force had not been transformed.

To Mo Wuji's disappointment, after his Yuanli was transformed into Xianyuanli, he still couldn't condense his immortal power.

Mo Wuji sighed inwardly, he put away all the fairy stones again, feeling a little disappointed.

After digging so many fairy stones with great difficulty, none of them can be used. Is this a typical wedding dress for others?

What he is worried about now is whether he can climb the fairy ladder without condensing his immortality.

Whether you can or not, you can't stay here anymore, Mo Wuji opened the restriction.

Han Qingru, who was cultivating, saw Mo Wuji coming out, and immediately stood up, Junior brother, have you condensed your immortality?

Mo Wuji nodded, Well, let's go, go and have a look at Wen Xian Ti.

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