"Tell me about it." To be honest, Hu Zhenyu was also a little annoyed at Mo Wuji. An Alchemy King with such a strong talent, I still value him very much, but I didn't expect that he would go to the Soul-Condensing Immortal Qiong Pond if he didn't love himself. If you don't go to the Soul Condensing Immortal Qiong Pond, no matter how strong Na Luncai is, it will be impossible to deal with the elders of the Alchemy Alliance.
Lai Yi did not dare to neglect Hu Zhenyu in the slightest. He clasped his fists again and said, "The Emperor said that he can give two places from the Alchemy Alliance to enter the Tower of the Gods."
"Are you telling the truth?" Hu Zhenyu stood up suddenly, and even he couldn't contain his excitement.
The Tower of the Gods is the most mysterious place in the Immortal Realm, and it is also the richest place in rumors. It is rumored that this is where the real war between gods took place, and countless gods fell into the towers of the gods. If you find the remnants of any god, you will become a supreme being.
Why is Immortal Emperor Lun Cai so powerful that he is even respected as the Great Emperor? It was because he had been to the Tower of the Gods back then and had an opportunity in the Tower of the Gods.
After cultivating to the level of Hu Zhenyu, what do you want? He didn't pay attention to ordinary things at all, but the quota of Gods Towers that Lun Cai presented made his heart move.
Every time the Tower of the Gods is opened, there are restrictions for even the Immortal Realm of the Gods to enter the Tower of the Gods, let alone the immortals from other Immortal Realms. Although the Alchemy Immortal Alliance has qualifications, there are very few places.
Now Luncai has given out two admission quotas to the Gods Tower at once, which can be said to be extremely generous. This condition also happened to be on Hu Zhenyu's heart. You must know that there are no cultivation restrictions on entering the Tower of Gods. Anyone can enter. He Hu Zhenyu has wanted to enter the Tower of Gods for a long time, but unfortunately he has no chance.
With the Tower of Gods opened, there are only three places in the Alchemy Immortal League, and each one must be a junior with the most potential. Hu Zhenyu is the deputy leader of the Alchemy Alliance, so naturally he has no face to compete with his juniors for a spot. Now Emperor Luncai has offered two quotas at once, which is a luxury package for Hu Zhenyu.
"Emperor Luncai is in charge of a party and can say a few words in the realm of gods and immortals. Naturally, there won't be half a lie." Lai Yi said respectfully.
His tone sounded extremely humble, but in fact he still felt a little disdainful. What about the Alchemy Alliance? To be so excited just for two spots in the Gods Tower is unprecedented.
"I agree, but I hope Emperor Luncai won't go too far." Hu Zhenyu calmed down and said in a deep voice.
"That's natural." Lai Yi said happily.
As for what Hu Zhenyu said, I hope Emperor Luncai won't go too far. No one takes it seriously. It's just nonsense within a nonsense.
…
Mo Wuji didn't know how long he had been practicing, and now he had to stop practicing again. Mainly because all his Immortal Crystals have been used up, and he can't just practice with pills.
Fortunately, these years of seclusion on the shuttle have not yielded any gains. At least he has advanced to the middle stage of Xuanxian, and is only one step away from advancing to the late stage of Xuanxian.
Unable to practice, Mo Wuji could only control the shuttle by himself, spinning around in the starry sky like a headless fly. Don't ask him to look for the fairy world at this time. Even if he were asked to return to Tianwu Star, he would not be able to find the direction.
If he focused on cultivating, Mo Wuji wouldn't think anything was wrong. Once he stopped now, he felt anxious. One month was fine, two months and three months passed. When a year passed, Mo Wuji's mentality changed.
If he continues like this, he may really die of old age in this vast starry sky.
Another month passed, and Mo Wuji was wondering if he should look for some cracks in the stars and try his luck when he sensed a familiar aura.
Even though the aura was extremely weak, Mo Wuji still caught it, and he controlled the shuttle to rush over without hesitation.
Even if Jin Yiren was here at this time, Mo Wuji would still have to find a way to negotiate terms with him, let alone anything else.
"Shit the blame?" To Mo Wuji's surprise, he actually saw the blame. Zhuiguo was huddled on the deck of a spaceship. In front of it were several spiritual grasses of high grade.
What shocked Mo Wuji was that his ability to blame others didn't seem to have improved much. With his qualifications as a scapegoat, Mo Wuji wouldn't be surprised at all even if he was now a level nine monster. It was close to level four when he left him. After all these years, he is still a level four monster, and his aura is still extremely weak.
Mo Wuji is very clear about his tendency to blame others, he is a very coquettish guy. At this time, this guy was even uglier than before. He was covered in gray hair, and one of his three legs had disappeared and turned into two legs. Not only that, but at first glance, he looked very lethargic and lacked any energy.
Logically speaking, the remuneration for taking the blame seems not bad, sitting on the deck watching the stars and gnawing on spiritual grass. Why hasn't there been any progress over the years? Not only that, Mo Wuji could sense blame-blaming. Logically speaking, blame-blaming is a beast, and it is more sensitive. So far, Mo Wuji has not sensed blame-blaming at all.
Mo Wuji put away the shuttle and stepped onto the spaceship in one step. To Mo Wuji, the restrictions on this spaceship were nothing more than decoration.
"Uncle..." The dejected Shaiguo finally recognized Mo Wuji. He jumped up in surprise and landed directly on Mo Wuji's shoulder. Even though it's just a bird, the excitement in its eyes is hard to contain.
"Who are you?" A young man in a green robe came out. Not only was this man extremely handsome, but he was also majestic, and his whole body exuded a strong sense of confidence and aura. The aura circle is suspended on the surface of the body, and even people who have not practiced can see the difference in this young man.
Mo Wuji also secretly praised in his heart, this guy looks like he is no more than twenty years old, and his strength is already at the seventh level of the True God Realm. This kind of qualification should not be available in True Star.
No matter how arrogant and impressive the opponent was, Mo Wuji didn't bother to pay attention to him. Instead, he picked up the slinger by its neck and threw it on the deck, "Suiguao, you are a bird with some background after all. That's all. I haven’t seen you in a few years. Look, you’re still standing still, and you’ve even lost your third leg. It’s a shame, isn’t it? No, you’re not losing a bird.”
He wiped his eyes with one foot in a humane manner and said in a low voice, "Uncle, if I don't see you again, I will die. These bastards captured me and gave me good food and drink every day." , and then drained my blood every day. This guy drank a cup of my blood every day. No matter how strong I was, he was drunk to death by this garbage. My third leg was degenerated by the drink, and then it was gone... Wow Ugh...Master, you have to make the decision for me."
As expected, there were two blood-replenishing spiritual grasses on the deck. Mo Wuji's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He did not take action immediately, but still said coldly, "Why did you leave when I asked you to wait for me outside the Thunder Star? I've been looking for it for a long time."
"I didn't leave on my own, I was captured by these rubbish. They said I was some ancient beast, and they took me to be bled..."
Before he could finish the blame game, Mo Wuji completely understood. His eyes fell on the young man in green robe, and he said coldly, "Is it you who has been blamed for more than ten years?"
The young man in green robe suddenly frowned. If Mo Wuji hadn't appeared on his spaceship unknowingly, he would have kicked Mo Wuji away.
"Uncle Hu..." The young man in green robe did not answer Mo Wuji's words, but called out.
A thin old man landed on the deck, followed by a middle-aged man. The thin old man looked Mo Wuji up and down. Mo Wuji looked just like an ordinary mortal. He couldn't tell at all.
"Friend, there may be some misunderstanding here." The thin old man named Hu Bo hugged Mo Wuji and said in a polite tone.
Mo Wuji's origin was too weird, and he suddenly appeared on this spaceship. You must know that the restrictions on the young master's spaceship are not low.
Mo Wuji said quietly, "You are not worthy of being my friend. Answer me directly."
"What if a beast drinks blood?" The young man in green robe snorted and at the same time sacrificed his magic weapon.
"Put the blame aside. How much blood did he drink of yours? You go and drink it back. Don't drink the dregs as well, just drink the part you lost." Mo Wuji said calmly.
"You are looking for death." After hearing Mo Wuji's words, the young man in green robe was furious, and the full moon blade in his hand was about to hit Mo Wuji. Then he froze. At this moment, he couldn't move at all. The invisible space bound him. It could be said that he couldn't move anything except his thoughts and mouth.
"Uncle Hu, save me..." Fear flashed in the young man's eyes. There is such a strong man. What kind of cultivation is this
After all, Amber was still in the early stage of human immortality. He just took a step, and then he found that he couldn't move either.
"Senior, please be merciful. We are from Mirage Mountain, and there are powerful fifth-level scattered immortals in Mirage Mountain..." Amber finished the sentence almost in one breath.
Seeing the guy staring at him with excitement in his eyes, Mo Wuji kicked his foot and said directly, "Go and drink your blood, don't waste time."
"Yes, uncle." Shi Guo excitedly pounced on the green-robed young man. In the green-robed young man's frightened gaze, it landed on the top of his head. He lowered his head and bit the opponent's forehead with one bite.
A stream of blood was like a blood arrow, rushing directly into the mouth of the man who was shaking the pot.
"Senior, please be merciful, that is our young master from Mirage Mountain..." Seeing Shi Guo really sucking blood, Hu Bo was so anxious that he almost vomited blood, and his tone could not be coherent.
Mo Wuji didn't care at all and said calmly, "Where is Mirage Mountain? What the hell is a casual cultivator?"
Amber took a deep breath. He knew that he had to shut up the blame as quickly as possible, otherwise, even if the young master survived, he would still be a useless person.
"Senior, the strength of a first-level loose immortal is equivalent to the early stage of a heavenly immortal, and the strength of a fifth-level loose immortal is the middle stage of a golden immortal..." Hu Boxun said.
"Heavenly Immortal, Golden Immortal?" Mo Wuji stared at Amber in surprise. Isn't this guy a monk in the world of cultivation? Otherwise, how could we possibly know about heavenly immortals and golden immortals? You must know that when he was in Zhenxing, he didn't know the level of the immortal world.
(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends! I wish all the book lovers of Immortal Mortal a happy Lantern Festival! Finally, please ask for a monthly ticket!)
... ...