From the end of the world to the ancient times

During the remaining days, everyone practiced in the Nine Yang Divine Sect.

That day, Luo Yunchu came out of the alchemy room and said to Mo Beichen, "Brother Chen, this is a spiritual root pill. After eating it, spiritual roots will grow randomly. What kind of spiritual roots it will be depends on luck!"

Mo Beichen said happily: "Thank you, Chu'er! I'll go to the palace first!" Luo Yunchu nodded.

Mo Beichen flew directly to the gate of the imperial palace with the pill in his hand, and teleported to the emperor's study.

The emperor was sitting there carefully reviewing memorials. The imperial guards sensed someone and shouted, "Who?"

When the emperor saw that it was Mo Beichen, he waved his hand and all the imperial guards went back.

"Brother, you are here, but do you have something important to discuss with me?"

His brother usually sticks to his wife and never comes to him unless it's something important. Could it be the elixir... Thinking of this, his heart was burning.

Mo Beichen flipped his hand, took out a pill and said: "This is a spiritual root pill, which can randomly grow spiritual roots. You take it first, and I will protect you!"

Emperor Mo Li looked at the small pill with enthusiasm, took it and put it into his mouth without hesitation.

Mo Beichen looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Emperor, you trust me so much, aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"

The emperor said sternly: "Brother, you are an immortal cultivator. What do you want to achieve by killing me? Besides, it was you who gave me the throne!"

Mo Beichen nodded slightly, then he clasped his hands together and cast a spell, covering the emperor in a layer of light.

The emperor felt his body gradually getting hotter, and a strange force surged in his body. He closed his eyes and tried his best to guide this force.

After a while, the emperor opened his eyes, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. He felt that something had changed in his body, as if a new power was awakening.

"Brother, I seem to have really developed spiritual roots!" the emperor said excitedly.

Hearing this, Mo Beichen calmly took out a crystal clear spirit stone and gently placed it on the table. With a focused look in his eyes, he signaled the emperor to place his hand on the spirit stone.

The emperor frowned slightly and took a deep breath, as if gathering strength. He slowly stretched out his right hand and carefully placed it on the surface of the spirit stone.

In an instant, tiny bits of light began to flicker on the spirit stone, like stars in the night sky.

Mo Beichen stared at the light on the spirit stone and his expression turned serious.

The light gradually condensed into a clear line, showing a golden color. "Single-line gold spiritual root! Not bad!" Mo Beichen was also happy for him.

The emperor showed an ecstatic expression on his face, "Brother, does this mean that I can practice now?"

Mo Beichen nodded, "That's right, but the path of cultivation is long and difficult, you need to work harder."

The emperor nodded solemnly to show that he understood.

Mo Beichen patted the emperor on the shoulder and said, "Take care of the political affairs first. Once you start practicing, you will have very little time to deal with the affairs of the previous dynasty. This is one of the reasons why people who practice cannot become emperors."

Then Mo Beichen said seriously: "The main reason is that the temptation of imperial power may also cause practitioners to fall into the vortex of desire, lose themselves, and develop inner demons. If there are inner demons, they cannot survive the thunder tribulation."

Emperor Mo Li suddenly realized that he had to deal with the issue of the succession of imperial power first.

Mo Beichen looked at him thoughtfully and said, "First, consider whether you want to practice. Once you've made up your mind, go to the Nine Suns Divine Sect. I will teach you how to draw Qi into your body and choose a practice method that suits you!"

Emperor Mo Li came to his senses after hearing this and immediately said, "Okay, brother, I'll go to the Nine Suns Sect after I finish dealing with things here!"

Then he looked at Mo Beichen gratefully and said, "Thank you, my brother. Without your help, I am afraid I will never be able to realize this wish. In the future, I will definitely work harder and live up to your expectations."

Mo Beichen patted the emperor on the shoulder and said, "We are brothers, no need to be polite. If you need any help in the future, just ask."

After that, Mo Beichen left the palace. The emperor looked at his departing figure and secretly vowed in his heart that he must become a powerful immortal cultivator to protect his country and people.

When Mo Beichen returned to the Nine Yang Divine Sect, he told Luo Yunchu about Mo Li.

"A single gold spiritual root means that the talent is still very good. Have your Mohist ancestors ever produced people who practiced cultivation? There are so many people who can practice, and their talents are quite good!" Luo Yunchu couldn't help but wonder.

Mo Beichen said: "I don't know about that! Maybe this continent was also a cultivation world hundreds or thousands of years ago? I don't know why it declined later?"

Luo Yunchu shrugged, "Then I don't know! Maybe!"

"Madam, Madam~" Mo Beichen suddenly called softly with a sly smile on his face.

"Let's go and practice together. How can we waste such a beautiful scenery?"

He deliberately lowered his voice to create an ambiguous atmosphere.

Luo Yunchu's cheeks flushed instantly, and she spat shyly: "How can you be so shameless!"

However, despite saying this, she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.

After all, Mo Beichen's handsome face and gentle eyes always made her heart beat fast.

Mo Beichen seemed to have sensed her thoughts, and he moved closer to her and whispered, "Madam, why should you be shy? It is natural for a couple to practice cultivation together. Moreover, this will not only help improve our cultivation, but also enhance our feelings for each other..."

His words brushed past Luo Yunchu's ears like a spring breeze, causing ripples in her heart.

Luo Yunchu's eyes gradually became blurred. She bit her lip and nodded gently, "Okay... since you said so... then it's up to you..."

After saying this, a delicate blush appeared on her face again, as tempting as a ripe apple.

Mo Beichen picked her up and flew to the room at high speed. He closed the door with a wave of his hand and set up a barrier.

Mo Beichen carried Luo Yunchu into the room and gently placed her on the bed. Mo Beichen slowly leaned over and kissed Luo Yunchu's forehead, nose tip, and finally her lips.

Their lips pressed tightly together, their tongues intertwined, enjoying this sweet moment. As the kiss deepened, Mo Beichen's hands began to caress Luo Yunchu's skin, feeling her warmth and softness.

Mo Beichen suddenly waved his hand and threw all the clothes on Luo Yunchu to the ground, looking at the big white rabbits on her chest with burning eyes.

Luo Yunchu shyly covered his eyes, and Mo Beichen lowered his head and took it into his mouth accurately. He could no longer control himself and directly possessed her, riding wildly on her.

Luo Yunchu closed his eyes, intoxicated by this passionate love. The room was filled with strong affection, as if the whole world only existed for the two of them.

In this beautiful time, their minds are connected, their emotions are blended, and they explore the beauty of love together.