The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

There are all kinds of weird things and weird people in the ghost market.

It wasn't the first time Mo Ciwan came here, and he didn't have much novelty, but Mo Cizhu felt quite curious, but he did find a lot of things.

Stopping in front of a sword-making shop, Mo Cizhu looked at the word "Jianlu" written on it.

Mo Cizhu chuckled, and didn't go in. She didn't use a sword, but these two simple words gave off an extremely sharp and arrogant feeling, full of sword energy.

"The shop of Gong Yexiong, the number one swordsmith in the world, a craftsman who only forges swords." Mo Ciwan explained to her that although everyone in this ghost market wears masks, it is not only their appearance that can be identified. , the sword of a swordsmith is his identity.

Mo Cizhu shrugged regretfully: "Unfortunately, I don't need a sword, and my sister doesn't lack a sword."

The two continued to walk forward, only to see a man in green shirt set up a crude stall with only a jade tablet on it, and a wooden sign beside it: "You can exchange for an earth-level spiritual weapon."

"What treasure, do you want to exchange it with an earth-level spiritual weapon?" Mo Cizhu muttered in a low voice.

"May I ask what is the purpose of this thing?" Mo Cizhu led Mo Ciwan over and asked the stall owner.

"The badge leading to Xuanming Hell." The man's voice was low and not eager.

However, when Mo Cizhu heard this, he lost his expression. Xuanming Hell is not the underworld. The world created by Pan Gu was almost destroyed.

It's just that these originally only existed in her background, and they were just a piece of legend. One of the obstacles faced by the heroine in the book, the ancient dragon escaped from here, and was strangled to death by the heroine.

The plot before transmigrating the book was just when the dragon's seal was loosened.

The waist card that can lead to Xuanming Hell, if this thing falls into the hands of others, once the two primordial evil gods are born, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Is this only one piece?" Mo Cizhu asked softly.

"Miss, do you know Xuanming Hell?" The man asked in amazement. After all, he has been here for a hundred years, and no one seems to know where Xuanming Hell is.

Don't say that other people don't know, even Mo Ciwan doesn't know.

"It just sounds amazing, you haven't answered my question yet." Mo Cizhu asked again.

"Yes, there is only one piece in the world. If you want to enter it, you must have this waist card."

Mo Cizhu looked at the young man's eyes slightly, and began to think about the identity of this person?

"you've been to?"

The young man sneered: "Where have I been? No one in this world knows where the Xuanming Hell is. It is said that there is only one piece of this thing, but who wants to go to this place where I don't know if it really exists."

Mo Cizhu: ...

"You don't even know if it's useful, so you dare to ask for a low-level spiritual weapon? Do you have local high-level spiritual weapons all over the street?"

The young man rubbed his nose: "That's it, top-grade alchemy furnace, although I don't know if this thing can go to the illusory Xuanming hell, but it is also a good thing. Look, it is made of high-quality ice jade. It can To nourish the soul, I heard that as long as the soul is not scattered, it can be used to nourish it."

Mo Cizhu gave him a blank look: "I've never seen such an unreliable seller."

"Sunburner, you have something else as a gift." Mo Cizhu placed a pill stove in front of him and bargained.

"I have nothing else to do." The young man spread his hands and said helplessly.

"News related to Xuanming Hell is also fine." Mo Cizhu looked at him coldly.

The young man looked at the Lieyang Furnace. This is not just a high-grade alchemy furnace, it is a top-grade alchemy furnace. He is an alchemist, and this thing is too attractive to him.

"I heard that the demon king Wenfeng died in Xuanming Hell." The young man whispered.

Mo Cizhu's eyes moved slightly when he heard the words, and then he sneered dismissively: "Your news is really inaccurate, who doesn't know that the demon king Wenfeng died of madness?"

The young man shook the fan in his hand, a little embarrassed: "Hey, this is what my master said. I don't know if it's true or not, and I don't think it's reliable. Forget it, I'll give you another one, a top-grade Five Elements Guyuan Pill. This is one pill that is hard to come by, and I only have three, which are indispensable if you want to form the ultimate golden pill."

Mo Cizhu is now at the pinnacle of spiritual solitude, and the next step is to form alchemy, and golden elixir is divided into grades. If he forms the highest-grade golden elixir, the upper limit of his future practice will be immeasurable. It is estimated that the Nascent Soul was overwhelmed.

But in fact, it is not necessary for this thing, after all, the exercises also have a lot to do with it, just like what the heroine is practicing is the exercises of Tianwen Mingshu, so there is no need for this thing at all.

Mo Cizhu felt that he probably didn't really need this kind of thing, but it was better to be on the safe side than nothing.

"make a deal."

Hearing her consent, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, quickly stuffed the things to her, and immediately recognized the Lord while holding the burning sun furnace.

Mo Cizhu gave him a disgusted look.

The young man chuckled, and then suddenly thought of something: "Miss, do you practice talisman skills? I have a treasure book of talisman cultivation that is said to be from the Bailu clan who have been exiled outside."

Mo Cizhu folded his hands on his chest: "You sound awesome, but there are actually a lot of things that can't be verified at all."

"It is precisely because it is rare and precious that there is no way to verify it. Look at those things that are known to the world, what good things can there be?" The young man said seriously.

Mo Cizhu squeezed Mo Ciwan's hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Then why don't you tell me what other good things you have?"

"It's gone. My master's little inheritance is probably all that the girl can care about."

Mo Cizhu really wanted to ask him who his master was, but the rules of the ghost market were that it was not allowed to inquire about anyone's identity. This place was restricted by the king of ghosts, and they could not communicate with their spiritual senses, so once they asked each other, they would Was punished by the ghost king.

"Girl, you can read it if you don't believe me." The young man took out the book, and saw a simple talisman written on the cover. Mo Cizhu could faintly feel the power of the talisman on it, and he already believed it in his heart, but on the surface Still calm.

"Turn whatever you want."

Mo Cizhu took it, and there was a sense of familiarity as soon as he got started.

"What do you want this time?" Mo Cizhu flipped through the pages casually, jokingly asked the young man.

"The medicinal materials for alchemy should not be low-grade."

"You are so poor, why are you so poor as an alchemist?" Mo Cizhu asked him disgustedly, other alchemists are so rich, why this guy is so poor that he even exchanged his master's inheritance.

"Isn't it a lot of work to research new pills?"

Mo Cizhu pulled out a storage bag and threw it to him: "Is that enough?"

The young man inspected the contents, and found that they were all above-medium-grade medicinal materials, including some top-grade rare medicinal materials.

"make a deal."

Mo Cizhu put away the so-called talisman repair book, and threw him an alchemy book: "You're welcome."

After the two left the booth, Mo Cizhu's face darkened.

Mo Ciwan shook her hand and hugged her into his arms: "What he said may not be true."

Feeling Mo Ciwan's embrace, Mo Cizhu couldn't help hugging her waist, yearning for this warmth.

"It's probably true." Mo Cizhu said softly.

Mo Ciwan lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth under the mask: "I am here."

Listening to the unconcealable tenderness in her cold voice, Mo Cizhu smiled: "Yes."

The two continued to wander, and Mo Cizhu collected a lot of treasures. When they arrived at Maoshi, the two followed the crowd and left in line.

When they got back to the inn, Mu Yu and Yin Shu had already returned, and Yuan Kai and Yuan Li came back a little later than them.

There are a lot of things to prepare for going to the Soulless Desert. Mo Cizhu and Mo Ciwan have never been there, so they can only run away with Mu Yu and the others.

After getting things ready, we decided to leave the next day.

Back at the inn, the two went into the cave again. This time, Mo Cizhu didn't make a fuss. He meditated with Mo Ciwan, and his heart was full of what the youth of today said.

Ask Feng Yaowang died in Xuanming Hell, why?

How did his master know, and how did he get that talisman book?Too many questions, but no way to start.

After all, she is still too weak, and those people in Zhuri City still look down on her now, even Hu Yan Yuqing, although they have a good relationship with her, but in this kind of matter, they will not easily form an alliance with her.

Zhe Liu and Yun Yang are currently the two she can trust the most.

Thinking of this, Mo Cizhu calmed down, calmed down, and began to practice.

Mo Ci's late cultivation of Tianwen Mingshu is not limited to five elements of aura. She can manipulate all auras, which has many advantages compared to single cultivation. This is also the reason why Tianwen Mingshu practice is extremely fast.

Of course, ordinary people can’t practice Tianwen Mingshu. This technique is extremely domineering in the early stage, and has the ability to reshape the body’s meridians and physique. The so-called reshaping means breaking and repairing the meridians of the whole body. unimaginable.

But once the remodeling is successful, it will be the nirvana of the phoenix, and it will be practiced with every breath, which will be unparalleled ever since.

However, this method also has shortcomings, that is, at the end of the practice, the temper will become more and more indifferent, and the mind will become paranoid if it is slightly unstable.

Now Mo Ciwan has reached the peak of the fusion and is one step away from the tribulation period, but she always feels that something is missing to break through. When she reached this level in her previous life, she experienced several betrayals, her family was ruined, and she has become cold-hearted.

This technique is like this, the more indifferent and ruthless, the faster the practice speed, comparable to the ruthless way.

Now she has the Mo family behind her, and Mo Cizhu by her side. Naturally, her heart is not as indifferent as in her previous life. Mo Ciwan also knows the reason why she is stuck here, but she does not want to change. No one wants to fall into the darkness forever and feel boundless cold.

Mo Cizhu recovered from meditation earlier than Mo Ciwan, and saw Mo Ciwan's cold face, no matter how he looked at it, he liked it.

He couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips, just as he was about to leave, someone grabbed his head and deepened the kiss.

Mo Ciwan clasped Mo Cizhu's waist, the tip of his nose was the fragrance that belonged exclusively to Mo Cizhu, and the coldness was not repulsive.

The person who was kissed couldn't help hugging her waist, couldn't help sucking those soft lips, lips and tongue intertwined.

After parting, Mo Cizhu reached out and hooked her neck: "My sister is already very good, but she's just stuck at the peak of fusion for a while."

She is extremely sensitive to aura, so she naturally knows that Mo Ciwan should have broken through.

When he just woke up and saw her frowning slightly, he was worried that she was frowning because of this.

Hearing Mo Cizhu's comfort, Mo Ciwan laughed in a low voice: "I know, Zhu'er doesn't have to worry."

Her eyes are downcast, and the corner of her mouth is filled with a rare warm smile. This is her light, not a false deception or wishful thinking.

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