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Qi Refining Stage!

"I'm not wrong, he really only has... Qi Refining Stage." A Nascent Soul stage monk who broke the Gold Core and successfully condensed the Nascent Soul in his body looked at Qin Mo and murmured to himself .

“This Qi Refining Stage is so strong!”

Another Foundation Building Stage monk sighed.

Because of the lessons learned from Ang Lee, they understood the horror of the spiritual whirlpool. The Secret Realm leads to another small world, similar to the rumored mustard space. In other words, the space has not been completed. Even if the monks in the Nascent Soul stage enter, they will never return. All they can do is wait.

Wait for the space to stabilize before entering again.

So when Qin Mo came out at this time, it was a bit eye-catching. For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Qin Mo, wanting to see if Qin Mo was going to 'send death'.

It’s just Qi Refining Stage!

"This Fellow Daoist is really good-looking, but it's a pity that his brain is not very good."

"Hey, I really want to take it back to make a furnace..."

Girl, your ideas are very dangerous.

Damn it! Is it because he hasn't left the mountain for hundreds of years that all female Fellow Daoists are so open-minded now? Qin Mo sighed in his heart, the world is really changing so fast.

Getting closer.

At this time.

There was silence in the field, and even the whistling of the wind and the stirring of the spiritual vortex could be heard very clearly. Their eyes were all fixed on Qin Mo, wanting to see what was going on.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay."

A gentle female voice sounded.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Mo turned around, and in his sight, a beautiful woman appeared. She was as beautiful as the Divine Maiden in the sky. She was dressed in white clothes and spotless, and her bright eyes revealed a sense of agility.

Only then did the girl see Qin Mo's appearance clearly. He was dressed in white, with long white hair draped over his shoulders. He looked a little lazy, but he had an outstanding temperament, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and there seemed to be unparalleled attraction in his red eyes. Powerful and intoxicating.

So pretty...

The woman thought to herself, no wonder there was a bold female cultivator talking about 'furnace' or something like that just now. Thinking of this, her pretty face turned slightly red, "I am Ning Xue from Lingjiu Palace, Fellow Daoist... Why are you seeking death?"

"..."

Qin Mo was speechless.

"Who said I'm seeking death?"

Ning Xue was stunned for a moment.

Could it be a mistake?

So embarrassing...

"By the way, are you from Lingjiu Palace? Tianshan Lingjiu Palace?"

Qin Mo looked at her.

Ning Xue nodded.

"Is that so? Is that girl Ruan Ling'er okay?"

Ning Xue was a little surprised when she heard this name. This name dates back two thousand years. The name of the first palace owner of Lingjiu Palace was Ruan Ling'er.

Taoist name, Lingyu Fairy.

However, most people only knew the latter, even the disciples of Lingjiu Palace. She was the disciple of the current master of Lingjiu Palace, and she only learned the name of Master Dao Ancestor when she was reading ancient books.

The Qi Refining Stage monk in front of him actually said the name of his ancestor in one sentence, and Ning Xue was immediately shocked.

"Senior, do you recognize the ancestor?"

Ning Xue asked in surprise. She sensed carefully and discovered that although Qin Mo was in the Qi Refining Stage, the mighty True Qi in her body was really shocking. Even her Gold Core stage could not compete with it.

"We had a chance encounter two thousand years ago."

Qin Mo replied.

Two thousand years ago, it happened to be the thousandth year that Qin Mo was stuck in the Qi Refining Stage. Logically speaking, if the average Qi Refining Stage monk could not break through, his lifespan should be about two hundred years.

As for Qin Mo, he possesses the talent of the son of Great Dao and carries the template of the protagonist. I don’t know if his Qi Refining is different from ordinary people. He seems to have taken the Old Medicine of immortality.

Two thousand years ago, Qin Mo had not yet established a Dao Sect. At that time, he was traveling in the lower mountains as an Independent Cultivator in search of opportunities for breakthrough. Later, he met a Qi Refining Stage colleague in the Kingdom of Zhao, Ruan Ling'er.

Their personalities matched, and they were quite able to talk, so they traveled together for more than half a month and then separated. A hundred years later, Qin Mo heard that a sect, Lingjiu Palace, had appeared in the world of cultivation.

Lingjiu Palace is full of female disciples, and the owner of the palace, Fairy Lingyu, is Ruan Ling'er.

Later, it was three hundred years ago.

Qin Mo heard that she was in seclusion to attack the Heavenly Tribulation, and desired the True Immortal Great Dao.

Flash forward, another three hundred years.

"Back to...Senior, the Patriarch passed away three hundred years ago."

Ning Xue whispered.

"Is this so?"

Qin Mo whispered. Over the past three thousand years, his friends and contemporaries have left one by one. Qin Mo has long been accustomed to this kind of separation.

"Since you are from Lingjiu Palace, do you want to go with me?"

Qin Mo smiled softly.

For him, it is not difficult to lead a group of disciples from his old friends in this world, it is just a piece of cake.

"Senior, this..."

Ning Xue was stunned for a moment.

Qin Mo was walking in front when a voice came.

"It's up to you, just watch, do you believe me?"

Ning Xue bit her lower lip lightly.

She took a deep breath.

As if he had made a huge decision, he jumped up and appeared next to Qin Mo.

"senior."

Qin Mo chuckled and nodded.

He slowly pulled out a long sword.

A gentle wave...

Then in an instant, the sword light flashed! It's so bright that you can't even open your eyes.

One sword, opening the door to heaven!

With a 'clang' sound, Qin Mo sheathed the sword again, at an alarmingly fast speed. At this time, a crack a Daoist high appeared near the spiritual vortex as if it had stopped running.

Qin Mo grabbed Ning Xue's hand and jumped in.

The sword light dissipated and the cracks dissipated again.

"this..."

The cultivators who were left without a clue looked at each other.

What the hell...

Is it Qi Refining Stage?

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