Facing the chaotic and frantic attacks of the two-headed snake, everyone could only deal with the two-headed snake while guarding against Mo Junlan.
However, Mo Junlan didn't seem to have any intention of making a move. His figure was still standing in mid-air, his robes fluttered in the wind, his arms were wrapped around his chest, and his posture seemed a bit arrogant like a cold plum.
"Brother Jun Lan, won't you do it?" Ling Xiao couldn't help asking.
"I'm in the process of self-cultivation now, and I don't want to kill people for the time being." Mo Junlan replied, "Let the two-headed snake deal with them."
"Oh!" Ling Xiao's tone seemed a little lost.
Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you very disappointed?"
"Brother Jun Lan, you just said you were going to kill them." Ling Xiao whispered.
"Xiao'er, in fact, I deliberately scare them." Mo Junlan said truthfully.
Ling Xiao, "..."
"Your brother Junlan is not the kind of person who would kill innocent people indiscriminately." Mo Junlan's lips curled into a light smile.
"I know." Lingxiao still knew a little about Mo Junlan's character.
Just as a sword, I still want to fight side by side with the master.
"Let's go to refine the Spirit Gathering Pill." After Mo Junlan communicated with Ling Xiao with his divine sense, he turned around to leave the battlefield here.
Seeing that Mo Junlan seemed to be leaving, the double-headed snake immediately stepped forward to stop it, but was kicked away by Mo Junlan instead.
"The deity has already decided not to kill you, but you still dare to take the initiative to come over and ask for a fight?" Mo Junlan narrowed his eyes, sneered, and said in a disgusting tone, "It's really cheap."
Everyone, "… "
Although Mo Junlan disliked the double-headed snake, he still did not kill it in the end.
After Mo Junlan left, the rest of the people also dispersed.
Although the double-headed snake has been seriously injured, it is still a ninth-level monster, and its strength is equivalent to the Chenling realm among humans, so it is not something they can deal with.
…
After Mo Junlan left the battlefield, about half an hour later, he landed on a mountain peak.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Mo Junlan, his robes were rattled by the wind, and the blue silk like a waterfall also moved lightly.
Lingxiao stood beside Mo Junlan, and Mo Junlan held the spirit grass for refining the spirit gathering pill in his hand.
After taking out the pill furnace, Mo Junlan started refining pills.
The ground fire jumped in Mo Junlan's palm, and the pill furnace was floating in front of him.
Mo Junlan put the spirit grass into the pill furnace, and then controlled the ground fire in his hand, and the flame instantly enveloped the entire pill furnace.
Ling Xiao, dressed in red, stood not far away, staring intently at Mo Junlan. At the same time, he was distracted to pay attention to the changes in the surrounding environment to prevent someone from suddenly appearing to disturb Mo Junlan's alchemy.
Mo Junlan now only has one piece of spirit grass for gathering spirit pills, so he also became very careful when refining the pills.
After half an hour, the Spirit Gathering Pill finally became a Pill.
It's just that the Spirit Gathering Pill refined by Mo Junlan is a holy-level pill, and it must go through pill calamity.
Only pills above the holy level need to experience pill tribulation.
"Dan Jie is coming." Mo Junlan's eyes darkened and his voice was low and authentic, "Xiao'er, prepare yourself."
When Lingxiao heard the words, the spirit body immediately turned into a red glow, and then entered the Lingxiao sword.
The sky has begun to get dark, a dark cloud hovering above Mo Junlan's head, and thunder and lightning are constantly flashing.
As the elixir was released, one after another thunderbolt immediately landed, slashing towards the elixir.
Mo Junlan held the Lingxiao sword in his hand, and when he turned around, he flew into the air in an instant, and the sword body exuded dazzling colored light. Lei Jie was led behind the sword and landed on him.
This level of thunder calamity would not cause any harm to Mo Junlan's body.
The most important thing is that Lei Jie can also temper Mo Junlan's physique.
It just so happened that Mo Junlan had always felt that his body was of poor physique.
This time the pill robbery was over soon, and the pill was also kept by Mo Junlan.
It's just that Dan Jie's movement was still too big, but it attracted many people.
Mo Junlan stretched out his hand and put away the medicine pill that was suspended in the air.
Lingxiao has also changed into a human form again. He turned his head to look at Mo Junlan and asked, "Brother Junlan, do you want to take the Juling Pill now?"
If Mo Junlan chooses to take the Juling Pill now, he has to protect Mo Junlan.
Mo Junlan nodded, and then said, "But we need to change the place. The pill tribulation just now should attract the attention of others."
Next, Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao left the place.
Sure enough, not long after they left, a group of people ran over.
However, Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao had already gone to a place at this time.
Mo Junlan first set up a spirit-gathering formation around him, and then set up a barrier before he began to eat the spirit-gathering pill.
There were a total of nine spirit-gathering pills refined just now. Mo Junlan thought of his current physical condition, so he directly ate three spirit-gathering pills.
Mo Junlan sat cross-legged, and at the same time he ate the Ju Ling Dan, he began to run the Chaos Good Fortune Art.
The surrounding spiritual energy all converged towards Mo Junlan's location, and then poured directly into Mo Junlan's body.
Mo Junlan's forehead oozed out layers of cold sweat, which seemed to be a little painful.
Ling Xiao looked at Mo Junlan's appearance, and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.
Mo Junlan has already taken off the mask, but his clothes have not been changed.
I don't know how long it took, the huge and disordered spiritual power in Mo Junlan's body has gradually calmed down, and at the same time, his whole aura has changed.
When Mo Junlan opened his eyes again, it was five days later.
Lingxiao doesn't need to sleep, so she has been guarding Mo Junlan.
Seeing Mo Junlan open his eyes, he immediately walked over and asked a little nervously, "Brother Junlan, is there any discomfort in your body?"
Before he saw Mo Junlan looking like he was in pain, he always kept it in his heart.
Mo Junlan first moved his wrist, then stood up, smiled at Ling Xiao, and said, "It feels good."
Lingxiao blinked and asked again, "Has your technique already broken through?"
Mo Junlan nodded and said with a smile, "The exercise has reached the second level, and my Chaos Fire has also appeared."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, only to see a purple flame suddenly born out of nowhere, floating beside him, and it looked very obedient.
Chaos Fire is a flame bred from Hongmeng Purple Qi, and it is the fire of the origin of creation, and Mo Junlan's practice is also related to Hongmeng Purple Qi.
In the immortal realm of cultivation, there is an ancient legend that a monk who possesses the purple energy of Hongmeng can become a new god of creation.
Although Mo Junlan in his previous life had cultivated the Chaos Good Fortune Art to the third level, there was not even a trace of Hongmeng Purple Qi in his body.
But this time, Mo Junlan discovered a very important thing.
Although there is no Hongmeng Purple Qi in his body, his soul is surrounded by wisps of Purple Qi.
Mo Junlan had a vague feeling that it was the transmission of Hongmeng Purple Qi.
As for why Hongmeng Purple Qi appeared in his soul, it was unknown.
But for him, it was a good thing.
With the breakthrough of the chaotic good luck formula, Mo Junlan's cultivation base has also been directly promoted from the peak of the Moon Spirit Realm to the initial stage of the Emperor Spirit Realm.
With Mo Junlan's current strength, he almost doesn't need to be afraid of anyone in the Southern Spirit Region.
Coupled with the special existence of Lingxiao, there is no problem even if they walk sideways in the Southern Spirit Region.
Mo Junlan told Lingxiao about his current state.
Lingxiao was also sincerely happy for Mo Junlan.
"Brother Junlan, where are you going next?" Ling Xiao looked at Mo Junlan and asked.
"I want to take a shower!" Mo Junlan looked down at his body and said in a disgusting tone, "I haven't showered for several days."
In fact, Mo Junlan still has a little bit of cleanliness.
Ling Xiao tilted his head slightly to look at Mo Junlan, blinked his eyes twice, and said, "Brother Junlan doesn't smell at all."
"Anyway, I'm in your eyes, even if I fall into the pit, it's still fragrant." Mo Junlan said.
Ling Xiao, "..."
"Isn't it?" Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows.
Mo Junlan's face at this time did not use illusion, what was revealed in Lingxiao's eyes was his true face.
Ling Xiao looked at Mo Junlan's face, her cheeks couldn't help blushing slightly, and she couldn't say a word.
Mo Junlan looked at Lingxiao's blushing cheeks and couldn't help but move in his heart, then leaned closer to Lingxiao's ear and whispered, "Xiao Xiaoer, why are you shy again? I don't seem to be teasing you, right?"
Ling Xiao lowered his head, his cheeks were still blushing, and he looked very cute. After struggling for a while, he couldn't help but glance at Mo Junlan, and then said softly, "It's my fault, because... because of me. I thought Brother Junlan was too good-looking, so I couldn’t help it…”
That's why he couldn't help but have that strange possessiveness in his heart. He didn't want others to see Mo Junlan's appearance, and he didn't like other people around Mo Junlan.
This strange feeling has been entangled in his heart, and often makes him feel very entangled.
Mo Junlan suddenly felt Lingxiao's complex mood at this time, as if he was uneasy and shy and puzzled. Anyway, all kinds of emotions were constantly changing.
So Mo Junlan was stunned for a moment. He looked at Ling Xiao and asked, "What are you thinking?"
Ling Xiao heard the words, looked up at Mo Junlan, and said with a tangled expression, "Brother Junlan, I feel like I'm sick."
"Then what kind of disease do you think you have?" Mo Junlan's lips overflowed with a slightly charming smile, his starry eyes were like water, and the gleaming youth was unparalleled in the world.
"Heart disease!" Ling Xiao said without hesitation.