Mo Wuji woke up briefly, but Luo Shu was caught by the power in the void, and his spiritual eyes could not penetrate, let alone his spiritual thoughts.
Feeling Luo Shu constantly shuttle between realms, Mo Wuji sighed inwardly and could only continue to close his eyes and try to recover some cultivation.
Several years later, Mo Wuji still couldn't obtain any immortal spiritual energy, and he couldn't extend his spiritual energy either. The spiritual mind cannot be stretched, which means that the elixir cannot be used to heal the injury. He could not use elixirs or fairy spiritual energy to heal his injuries. Although his injuries were slowly recovering, the speed was such that Mo Wuji felt helpless.
However, Mo Wuji was in a good mood. Although he knew that Luo Shu might be wrapped in the fairy world he left due to the crack in the void, he didn't care. At least his wish had been fulfilled. When he fell into the Soul-Condensing Fairy Pool, he saw Cen Shuyin's soul and body fused together.
The fall of Cen Shuyin has always been a shackle that made it difficult for him to forgive himself. If he had burned his life, maybe he could have left with Cen Shuyin. Because he also had the Wind Escape Technique. Although it was not as good as Cen Shuyin's Great Wind Technique at the time, it was not bad at all.
But when he was trapped, he only wanted to kill one person to make a profit, kill a pair to earn one, but he didn't expect to burn his life to leave.
"Buzz!" A burst of eardrum-breaking sounds came, and Mo Wuji was shocked. He knew that this must be Luo Shu leading him through a void realm at a terrifying speed. Otherwise, it cannot be sensed in Luoshu. Mo Wuji also knew that this should be related to the fact that he had not completely refined Luo Shu. Fortunately, this was Luo Shu. If it had been any other magic weapon, it would have been torn into pieces long ago.
This buzzing sound lasted for more than a month. Mo Wuji, who had lost his cultivation, couldn't bear it anymore and finally passed out.
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When Mo Wuji woke up again, he didn't know how much time had passed. He struggled for a moment and immediately felt the power outside Luo Shu disappear.
Mo Wuji had been gathering for a long time, but he could not gather his spiritual thoughts. There were only traces of divine thoughts surrounding him, and even the divine thoughts in his divine energy storage channels were exhausted. This trace of spiritual thought could not make him open the ring immediately.
One thing Mo Wuji was sure of, this was already a piece of land. He could only bite his finger, drip some blood on Luo Shu, and forcefully gather his thoughts to restore Luo Shu to its original size.
A dazzling ray of sunlight shone down, and Mo Wuji felt a sense of joy that filled his whole body. Then he was surprised to find that there was no fairy spirit energy here. Not only is there no fairy spiritual energy, there is no even the most ordinary spiritual energy.
Could it be that I have arrived in an ordinary mortal world
Mo Wuji quickly put Luo Shu away close to his body, stood up and looked around. The place he was in seemed to be a wheat field that had been harvested. Some scattered wheat straws were scattered everywhere, and a few unknown birds were looking for the remaining wheat grains in the wheat field.
Even though he knew that he might be taken away from the Immortal Realm, Mo Wuji's heart still sank when he saw the scene in front of him. Not only was he taken away from the fairy world, but he was probably not destined to be in the world of cultivation either.
In the ordinary world of cultivation and immortality, such large-scale wheat fields are basically invisible.
Whether they are monks or immortals, they are all based on the vitality of heaven and earth. Except for a few gatherings, they rarely eat grains.
Even at those gatherings, they ate food and various spiritual fruits that contained a large amount of fairy spiritual energy or spiritual energy.
Mo Wuji took a look at himself. His clothes were in tatters, and his skin was corroded by the Soul Condensing Immortal Qiong Pool. There were scars everywhere, which looked shocking. Even there were some terrible marks and dried blood grooves on his face. The whole person looked like he was dug out of a fire.
Feeling this appearance, Mo Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. His physical body can be saved entirely because of that chapter of Luo Shu. Murong Xiangyu gave him two chapters of Luoshu, and his help was equivalent to saving his life. Even though he knew why Murong Xiangyu sent these two chapters of Luoshu to him, he still felt affection for Murong Xiangyu in his heart.
The clothes in the ring could not be taken out, so Mo Wuji could only walk to the river not far away and clean himself up a little.
Knowing that there was no spiritual energy here, Mo Wuji still sat down and practiced hard to give it a try. The fact made him very disappointed. There was indeed no spiritual energy here, but Mo Wuji felt another kind of breath during practice. He was not strong enough to sense what kind of breath it was.
After stopping his practice, Mo Wuji walked out of the wheat field cautiously. At least he wanted to find someone to ask what exactly this place was.
A very impressive sports car roared past on the road in the distance. What surprised Mo Wuji was that the sports car actually jumped over a slower car in the middle of the road.
Could it be that he has returned to Earth? How many years has it been? Is the earth’s technology developed to this point
Not such a coincidence, right? He was thinking about how to return to Earth, and now he was back to Earth
An old farmer with a beard that was half black and half white came over. Mo Wuji quickly stepped forward and saluted, "Excuse me, old man, where is this place?"
The old farmer shivered in fear when he saw the shocking injuries on Mo Wuji's body. Then he looked Mo Wuji up and down. After a while, he babbled a lot, but Mo Wuji couldn't understand a word.
Mo Wuji's heart sank. He was the top scholar on earth and was proficient in several foreign languages. Because he often went to remote places to search for medicinal herbs, he even dabbled in some African tribal discourses. But he couldn't understand a word the old farmer was talking about.
There is only one possibility, the place he arrived is not the earth.
The old farmer saw that he had been talking for a long time, and Mo Wuji looked confused. He pointed in a direction, and there was a lot of chirping.
Mo Wuji could only clasp his fists and say thanks, then followed the direction pointed by the old farmer.
Half a day passed, and there were gradually more and more pedestrians on the road. There were so many people holding mobile phones and driving various cars that Mo Wuji once again thought that he was back on earth.
Those words that he couldn't understand made Mo Wuji wake up.
Mo Wuji looked a little scary, not only because of the injuries all over his body, but also because of his shabby and weird clothes. Wherever Mo Wuji walked, pedestrians on the road subconsciously gave way.
Mo Wuji didn't care. He could see clearly that the place seemed to be very orderly. At least so far, he hadn't seen anything unexpected.
Landing in such a place, Mo Wuji had his own plan. First, he must learn the language here, second, he must figure out where this place is, and third, he must restore his strength.
Only by doing this could he have a chance to leave this weird place. There is no fairy spirit in this place, and it is obviously impossible to restore strength in the wilderness. The only way is to follow these people to the city to get more information.
After about ten minutes, Mo Wuji followed everyone to a place similar to a bus station. Seeing many people boarding a passenger bus, Mo Wuji followed suit.
Since Mo Wuji didn't have a ticket, he planned to take the bus. So instead of sitting in his seat, he sat down on the steps to the last row.
The quality and grade of this car were better than those on Earth. What surprised Mo Wuji was that there was no conductor looking for him until he sat down.
Mo Wuji looked scarred all over. Because he acted more honestly, no one avoided him again for a while, and of course no one came up to talk to him.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, the car started moving.
As soon as the car left the station, a man with a mustache came up to Mo Wuji and started chattering a lot.
Mo Wuji looked at the ticket folder in his hand and knew that this person was asking him for ticket money.
Mo Wuji was helpless. He was already sitting on the steps. Unexpectedly, the ticket seller found him at first sight. It seems that this guy is also very smart and knows that he has no money to buy tickets.
Mo Wuji spread his hands apologetically. The meaning was obvious, I don't have any money.
The conductor obviously understood Mo Wuji's actions. He frowned and said a lot, then pointed to the outside of the car door.
Mo Wuji knew that this was asking him to get out. At this moment, the car stopped and the door was opened, as if waiting for Mo Wuji to leave the car.
Mo Wuji sighed and could only stand up. If someone insists on collecting his ticket, what can he do? Why don't people here have any sympathy? I'm already in such a state of despair, and I'm not sitting on my seat. You won't die if you charge me less for my ticket.
Thinking this in his heart, Mo Wuji was not a shameless person. He stood up slowly, grabbed the gray wooden stick he found next to him from the wheat field, and prepared to get out of the car.
There was no car, so as long as he walked along this road, he could eventually reach the city.
At this moment, a thin little boy stood up. He stopped Mo Wuji. At the same time, he took out a few crumpled banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the conductor. I said something to the conductor.
Although the conductor still had some disgust in his eyes, now that someone was buying a ticket for Mo Wuji, he had no choice but to give up.
Mo Wuji also knew that the little boy bought the ticket for him, so he quickly clasped his fists and thanked him. The little boy didn't understand what he said, but he also knew that Mo Wuji was thanking him. He smiled and waved his hand, pointing to his seat.
Mo Wuji did not sit in his seat, but still sat down on the steps in the back row.
As if aware that Mo Wuji's attitude was quite good, the people around him began to look at Mo Wuji. It's just that Mo Wuji's dignity is really too much for people to appreciate.
More than half an hour later, the car stopped at a larger station. At the entrance of the station, Mo Wuji looked at the bustling streets and crowded crowds around him. He knew in his heart that he had really arrived on a civilized planet similar to the earth.
This is not a cultivation planet, but it is obviously a place where technology has developed quite well.
Even though he was a mysterious immortal, Mo Wuji still really felt a kind of loneliness here. This is a strange city for him, and similarly, he has no friends or acquaintances here.
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