Mo Wuji's whole body was filled with aura, and the traces of aura in his body could be clearly seen even from the outside. Tian Lai Novel The Spirit Marrow Stone Mushroom beside him was shattering more frequently, which showed how powerful he was at absorbing spiritual energy at this moment.
"Boom!" As if his entire body had been blasted open, the 105th vein in Mo Wuji's body suddenly connected.
At the twelfth level of the Virtual God Realm, the energy within the body surged, and the sea of consciousness expanded again. Not only does the great lake of purple energy in the sea of consciousness show no signs of disappearing, it actually expands.
Not only that, the purple air on the Purple Air Lake is also becoming more solid and thicker.
Mo Wuji knew that generally after reaching the Virtual God Realm, a vague Yuan Spirit would be condensed, but when he reached the twelfth level of the Virtual God Realm, he could not condense a vague Yuan Spirit. In addition to the Purple Qi Lake becoming larger and larger, the Yuan Power was even stronger. Apart from The Paper, there is no difference.
But Mo Wuji didn't care. When others were in the Yuan Dan realm, they were condensing golden elixirs. When he was in the Yuan Dan realm, he was condensing purple energy.
In this case, it is normal that he did not condense the illusory soul in the virtual god realm. After his Immortal Mortal Technique was modified by him, it was originally a reversal practice. If there was any difference, he didn't care. As long as you can advance, as long as your cultivation becomes stronger and stronger, nothing else matters.
After being promoted to the Virtual God Realm, he spent three months cultivating from the first level of the Virtual God Realm to the third level of the Virtual God Realm. From practicing at the third level of the Virtual God Realm, he opened up the 105th vein and advanced to the twelfth level of the Virtual God Realm. It took him more than three years. Still practicing in this group of spiritual marrow stone mushrooms, if he wanted to advance to the twelfth level of the Virtual God Realm outside, his training time might increase several times.
It took decades to go from the third level of the Virtual God Realm to the twelfth level of the Virtual God Realm. By that time, not to mention the Half Moon Immortal Palace, even the Full Moon Immortal Palace was gone.
So after advancing to the twelfth level of the False God Realm, Mo Wuji didn't stop at all. He still frantically grabbed the spiritual energy from the surrounding Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms. He wanted to rush to the True God Realm in one fell swoop.
Only when he reaches the true god realm and enters the starry sky can he have a foothold.
There are very few people in this starry sky, and generally speaking they don't come out to fight. These powerful people are basically in retreat in order to advance to a higher level.
Therefore, whether it is on the Starry Sky Battlefield, in the Starry Sky Palace, or in the starry sky, the True God Realm is the real master. If you want to protect yourself, you must advance to the True God Realm.
One hundred and five veins reversed the direction of the sky at the same time, and the speed of sweeping spiritual energy was by no means as simple as adding one more vein than before.
The sound of the Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms shattering around him became even denser and more frequent. Mo Wuji remained motionless, still focusing on cultivating his spiritual energy.
Ugly Bird, who was hiding on the edge of the protective formation, opened his mouth wide and was a little stunned when he saw the pieces of spiritual marrow stone mushrooms around him shattering after being swept away by Mo Wuji's spiritual energy.
After a while, it lowered its head and looked at the Spirit Marrow Stone Mushroom beside it. Many of these Spiritual Marrow Stone Mushrooms are the scraps left behind after being eaten by it.
Compared to Mo Wuji, he seemed a little too good. Look at people, what they absorb is the essence of the spiritual marrow, but it eats up all the dregs. It's really irritating when people are compared with people. No, it should be irritating when birds are compared with people.
But this didn't stop it. Soon it imitated Mo Wuji and sat on the Spirit Marrow Stone Mushroom. It wanted to absorb the spiritual energy like Mo Wuji did.
Sitting on the ground with three legs looked a bit funny. For someone who wanted to imitate Mo Wuji, no matter how funny he was, it didn't matter.
An hour passed, and he found that the Spirit Marrow Stone Mushroom around him had not changed at all, and it had not absorbed any spiritual energy. He had no choice but to open his mouth again and swallow a large piece of Spirit Marrow Stone Mushroom in front of him. At the same time, his two big eyes stared at Mo Wuji and wandered up and down.
The scapegoat always thought of itself as an intelligent bird, so it quickly figured out what was going on. It only instinctively eats the spiritual marrow, and this old man seems to have a way to drain the spiritual energy from the spiritual marrow through a certain cultivation method.
How can I get my father to teach me the exercises? The eyes of Shi Guo were wandering around for a long time, and soon it thought of the jade coffin it was guarding.
The person inside the jade coffin is the mistress, and the father seems to care about her very much.
Thinking of this, this ugly bird, which thought it was smart, began to use those spiritual marrow stone mushrooms to build a small altar in front of the jade coffin. In front of the altar, he made a spiritual futon for kneeling and worshiping.
After doing this, the bird still felt that something was missing. Immediately, it plucked three feathers from its already plump wings and inserted these three feathers on the altar.
It was almost done now. I swayed over to the spiritual marrow futon and tried to worship it, but its three legs seemed inconvenient to worship.
But it doesn't matter, dad is still practicing, and I will do it again when he wakes up.
As for those three-night feathers...
He tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a ball of flame. In its inheritance memory, it seems that these three incense sticks must be lit to be sincere.
No, he looked at Mo Wuji, who was still practicing, then threw the blame away and swallowed the flames back. Even if I have to spit out flames and burn three incense sticks, I have to wait until my father wakes up and let him see it. Otherwise, I will have to pluck out three more feathers when the time comes. My Mao Kejin is very valuable and cannot be burned casually.
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Mo Wuji didn't care at all about what he was doing to blame others. Even if he knew about it, he wouldn't pay attention to it. At this moment, he is determined to cross the virtual god realm and advance to the true god realm in the heaven.
Therefore, he absorbed spiritual energy faster and faster, and became more and more violent.
As the Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms around him continued to shatter, in the blink of an eye, Mo Wuji had been practicing for another year.
Mo Wuji opened his eyes that day and sighed secretly in his heart. A year ago, he set foot on the twelfth level of the Virtual God Realm. A year later, he was still on the twelfth level of the Virtual God Realm, not even reaching perfection.
With his progress, I am afraid that even if he practices here for ten years, he will not be able to advance to the True God Realm.
This is definitely not due to lack of spiritual energy. There are spiritual marrow stone mushrooms everywhere here. In other words, there are not many places where the spiritual energy can compare with this one.
It seems that this place is not suitable for promotion to the heaven. If he wants to step into the true god realm of the heaven, he must leave the extreme ice sea.
Thinking of this, Mo Wuji stood up.
Then he was shocked to find that after throwing the pot, he spit out a mouthful of flame, lit three feathers on fire, and then kowtowed in front of the jade coffin in a serious manner. It's really funny to see it worshiping on three legs.
"You ugly bird, what are you doing?" Mo Wuji scolded.
After more than four years, it is not too ugly to pass the blame. At least the feathers are plump, and the three horns on the head look very personal. The sharp beak is still sharp, the round eyes are still round, and one of the three legs is still missing.
"Dad, I am worshiping my mistress respectfully and devoutly. I hope my mistress will bless me and I will be able to..." He swallowed the words "obtaining the practice skills" abruptly while throwing away the blame.
Mo Wuji had a black line on his forehead, "Ugly bird, what did you call me? Who told you to call me daddy? If you call me daddy again, you will be stewed. Hey, no, when did you learn to speak?"
"Old... My name is Duiguo, you can't call me an ugly bird. You just asked me to take care of the mistress, and you didn't let me practice the exercises. How could you know when I would speak." Duiguo finally stated his purpose. out.
Mo Wuji frowned and said, "You can call me whatever you want, but you are not allowed to call me daddy."
He was thinking that this bird had three legs and could spit fire. He wondered if it might be related to the three-legged Golden Crow. The Three-legged Golden Crow is an ancient mythical beast, but this ugly bird has a triangle on its head. Even if it is a descendant of the Three-legged Golden Crow, it will not be a direct lineage.
"Then I'll call you old man? Old man, can you give me a copy of the practice technique?" Shi Guo never forgets to practice the practice technique. It has been waiting for a year for this matter, plucking feathers and kneeling down.
Mo Wuji stepped into the protective formation, directly picked up the sharp corner of the pot, and threw the ugly bird aside, "You are the old man, am I very old?"
Shifting the blame saw that Mo Wuji was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to talk anymore, and he didn't even dare to mention the martial arts.
Mo Wuji walked to Cen Shuyin and felt that the jade coffin was safe and sound. Cen Shuyin was not harmed at all under the restrictions of the layers of magic circles he had carved, but his heart felt sad again.
He let out a long sigh, maybe he had to go back to the Lost Continent. He wanted to bury Shuyin next to her mother. No matter what, he wanted to let her be with her relatives. Maybe in Cen Shuyin's heart, her mother is the only blood relative.
After a long time, Mo Wuji turned around and said to Shi Guo, "My skills are all practiced by human monks. If you are a bird practicing my skills, there is a bird for you..."
"...I just want to be useful..." Shi Guo replied timidly, and it was very disapproving in its heart. Even though he knew it was useless, he still refused to practice for himself. This father, no, this old man was too stingy.
Mo Wuji immediately stopped talking. He looked at Shi Guo in speechlessness. If Shu Guo wanted to practice the technique, didn't he just want to be useful
"Forget it, you don't understand even after I tell you. I'm going to dig up a bunch of Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms, and then we're going to go out. After we go out, I'll find a way to help you get a bird method to practice." Mo Wuji said to him He waved his hand, he was in a bad mood and really didn't want to talk to this strange bird.
When he heard that Mo Wuji was going to come up with a trick for himself, his eyes suddenly flashed, and his heart felt as sweet and comfortable as drinking honey.
Half a month later, Mo Wuji stopped digging. He has been cultivating the Spirit Marrow Stone Mushroom here for several years, and there are not many of it. Now that so much has been dug up, there are very few left.
"Shuyin, let's go." Mo Wuji walked to the jade coffin and reached out to hold it up. The pot slinger flew onto Mo Wuji's arm with great timing. It knew very well that once it lost Mo Wuji's protection, if it swung the pot again, it would turn into nothingness here.
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