She exterminates the black lotus [Honghuang]

? It's a pity to die.

The wind is blowing and the grass is low, and the figure is indistinct.

Mo Yan subconsciously felt that this was the baited fish.

But this idea was quickly overthrown by Mo Yan, who didn't move there at all, and didn't even look this way.

It's not impossible to calm down, but just...

Is it too firm?

To be honest, she didn't need to look at it with her eyes, she simply scanned over there with her divine sense, but she didn't feel the existence of any secret prying eyes at all.

It is indeed possible that the realm is higher than her, but how many people in the whole prehistoric realm are higher than her?

Adding up the three thousand demon gods, there are only three thousand, not to mention countless casualties in the process of opening the sky, and how big is this prehistoric place?How many lives?

That is a vast territory, with countless creatures.

And even if he is really stronger than himself, it is impossible to just guard over there right now. Even if this place is not a barren mountain, it is definitely not a treasured land of immortals.

No matter how you look at it, there is a problem there.

It's all here, Mo Yan simply walked in the direction of that person.

The shadows of the trees were indistinct, the leaves kept flying, and the wind blew suddenly. In an instant, the weeds were pushed down extremely low, and everything inside fell into her eyes.

He was lying on the ground, most of his face was blocked by the hair that fell down, and he was dressed in white with splashes of ink, thick or light, like green mountains, distant clouds, rivers and sky.

The sky was dim, and the clouds covered the sun, as if a mountain rain was about to come.

But none of this seemed to affect the person in front of him.

At this moment, he was just lying there, quietly, as if he was sleeping without anyone else.

and this--

It's even more wrong!

There are no human races these days. Anyone who can have a human form is already transformed. It's not that they can't sleep, but it's impossible for others to come to their side and still dream here.

But just when Mo Yan was wondering, he immediately felt that this person's aura was extremely weak, as if he would lose all life at any moment, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that his life was hanging by a thread.

Mo Yan squatted down, fingers attached to his wrist, and a stream of mana slowly poured into his body.

There was no hindrance to the mana, and he swam directly along his meridian.

The four big characters "Oil is exhausted and lamp is dry" are directly reflected in Mo Yan's mind.

Although there is no problem on the surface, even if it seems to be asleep, in fact, the internal meridians are exhausted, and the internal organs are also a mess. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is almost broken.

It is a miracle that this person is still alive.

Just when Mo Yan was about to withdraw his mana, he vaguely felt the extremely heavy aura in the body of the person in front of him. It was so heavy that it was like a spring, which was endless but bottomless.

It's not that she is exposed to the public, but that she is deeply hidden. If she hadn't been Mie Shi Hei Lian, who has a strong sensitivity to spiritual energy and evil energy, she would definitely not be able to notice the strangeness of the person in front of her.

The spiritual energy faintly emanates from his body, it can be said to be silent, and then quickly blends into the four fields here, if she has not confirmed that there is a strong spiritual energy in his body, she may have ignored it.

But after careful perception, it was found that this spiritual energy was actually stronger than the spiritual energy emitted by her several acquired spiritual roots, but although the former could not be said to be visible to the naked eye, it was still effective.

And this one-

Probably the aura is too refined.

The essence melts into the sky and the earth in an instant.

In addition, she also felt a sense of closeness, and she didn't know where it came from, but she had this feeling.

But for that rich and pure spiritual energy, nine out of ten it is a spiritual root incarnation.

And this grade will definitely not be low.

So, this is caused by the Transformation Tribulation?

If this is the case, it may not be incomprehensible. Although it is unexpected, it may be reasonable to think about it carefully.

Although she has never experienced the thunder calamity during the transformation, and was directly washed away by the merits left by her mother, she does know that because of the strong body of the spirit, it is more difficult to open the spiritual wisdom, and the difficulty of transformation is more difficult than others. Much more difficult, almost against the sky.

But she really didn't know that it could be so difficult.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Yan couldn't help but feel a little more fortunate. If it weren't for the merits left by her mother in the end, then she would be able to transform into a complete form, but because of this difficulty, she really wouldn't even think about leaving. Now she He has long been the one under Luo Hu's feet to be beaten for him.

Thinking about it, Mo Yan also felt a little sympathetic, and raised his hand to brush his hair away.

Ru Mo's hair is just scattered beside her, slender eyebrows, high nose bridge, closed eyes, ignorant of world affairs, just like Sleeping Beauty.

It's really pretty.

It's a pity to die.

He looked at the person lying quietly on the ground in front of him, thought for a moment, and finally made a decision.

Forget it, just take it back and use it as a vase.

There is a gathering of spirits near her home, so it is bound to not be as quickly integrated into the surrounding fields as it is here to reach the point of silence.

If it is really dead——

She will bury him well in her back garden.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan passed a spiritual energy to him, so as not to die on the road, and then picked him up and headed towards his home.

Compared with the slow walk before, it is more than a little bit faster now, and it didn't take long to reach the house.

Everything in the house was originally prepared for her. Naturally, there is no room for the second person to sleep. Now if she wants to vacate one, it is easy. For example, the room for the refining equipment is vacated for him But the refining furnace is about to be placed outside, and it is the rainy season. Although she is not afraid of the rain, she will not have any problems when she goes out to refine the weapon. It will be clean after a barrier, but even if it is imagined like this, It always feels a little weird.

It seems possible to rebuild a room by myself here as it is, but if this is the case, it will take a long time to toss.

If he can live long, she will go out, if it takes too long, he might be buried in the ruins.

If the life is extremely short, it can be said that she has to wait for her to change the house and the material staff will be gone.

That being the case, why bother?

It's better to just put it in your room.

Anyway, it’s all a vase, where should I put it?

Put it in your own room, and the aura can be more intense.

If something happens, maybe I can still see it.

He did what he said, and went down with a mana, removed the table and chairs leaning against the wall, changed it into a sleeping couch, and supported him to lie on it.

After finishing, Mo Yan tidied up his waterfall-like long hair, at least not behind his back.

After finishing this matter, Mo Yan glanced at him, and his slender fingers landed on his wrist again, and another spiritual force sank into his body, running around along the Zhoutian Lingmai, and when it was over, , Mo Yan let out a long sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe the thin sweat overflowing from his head.

Maybe it doesn't have much effect, but she can only do so much.

"Whether you live or die depends on your fate."

As the words fell, his eyelids seemed to tremble slightly, but Mo Yan didn't take it seriously. Just like this, it's good to be alive, and it's impossible to regain consciousness, and this is probably just a movement in the mist.

Now that they are all back, there is no need to go out again, and the materials to be collected this time are already enough.

Just when Mo Yan was about to turn around and go out to continue refining the material array, there was the sound of pattering rain outside, and then it became heavier and heavier, and the rain continued to lie down along the eaves, like a small waterfall. Seep into the ground, or flow into Xiaotan along the gap, and finally converge into the river below.

There was misty rain in the distance, and the water vapor was shrouded unscrupulously, as if it would be covered under the mist. The Thunder Snake pierced the sky, white up and down, followed by a loud "bang", which was deafening.

The door was just open, but no raindrops fell in, and it didn't even feel damp at all.

She was not afraid of the rain, but seeing the heavy rain, she stopped in her tracks, and stopped with a bit of leisure. She just opened the door, leaned on the vase, and sat on the couch.

The breath behind him was still extremely weak, as if it was about to disappear at any moment, but it continued to live tenaciously in the next moment.

The subtle temperature spread along the place of contact, and Mo Yan suddenly felt that even if she hadn't gone, maybe he would have survived.

But only maybe.

His injury was so severe that he was only a string away from death at any moment.

It was already a miracle that he survived to be picked up by her.

The sound of rain outside was still there, and it might not be able to survive this rainy day, but she still sincerely hoped that he would survive.

Even if it's a vase, it's not in vain for her to bring him back.

The heavy rain outside gradually stopped, and Mo Yan stood up again and walked out of the place.

I dug a hole for him in the back garden in advance. This hole is not too big. After death, with a physical body, if there is no accident, it will be transformed into its original shape. And her hole, even if it is a big tree This pit is enough to bury his roots here.

After doing this, Mo Yan glanced at the person, but he was still alive. After confirming, Mo Yan went back to the refining furnace, prepared all the materials, and was ready to continue refining the triple transfer.

The fine iron condenses little by little, the cold iron melts little by little, and the gold essence is constructed over and over again, and the three are combined into one as the foundation.

The flame turned from small to large, from large to medium, and then continued to be strengthened.

Mo Yan stared at the stove, carrying out all the steps with more and more proficient movements.

Then, only a familiar explosion sound was heard, and it sounded again.

Mo Yan didn't believe in evil, and continued to try twice, without exception, they all exploded.

Seeing that there are not many refining furnaces left, they have to be rebuilt.

Just when Mo Yan was about to solve the problem of not enough refining furnaces in advance, his fingers paused slightly.

Um--

She seems to have forgotten something...

【Speak】

Although the person is still alive, Luo Hu, who has dug up the burial site by Mo Yan, expresses that he does not know about it. ?