When Su Luo was cultivating these crystals, the spiritual energy in them had already been absorbed by Su Luo, and now only empty shells were left.
Holding the empty shell, the smile on Su Luo's mouth widened.
Su Luo remembered that when she left, the master handed her a bottle of black potion and told her not to use it unless it was necessary. This black potion is a toxin that erodes mental power, especially at a critical juncture in cultivation. Once mental power is eroded by black potion, it is very easy to go crazy.
In the Nine Layers Hall, because Su Luo was always protected by Nangong Liuyun, he had no chance to use this bottle of black potion, but now...
Su Luo's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. The ancestors of the Mo family, this bottle of black potion is here for you to enjoy, so please don't be polite.
Su Luo poured the black potion into the spar of the empty shell, filled it up, sealed the entrance, and handed it to Jin Teng: "Send this spar back to the place where the purple spar was just now."
Although Jin Teng didn't understand Su Luo's thoughts, he resolutely carried out the master's order. It rolled up the spar and moved carefully in front of Old Man Mo. The closer he got to Old Man Mo, the more cautious it moved.
Finally, the golden vine of the mutant acacia tree carefully put the spar filled with black potion back to its original place, then rolled up another purple spar, and quietly retreated again.
After going back and forth like this, Jin Teng became more courageous and skilled in his movements.
Soon, the six purple spar in front of Old Man Mo were all replaced with black potions.
Su Luo is also very considerate. She made these crystals look like purple crystals. At first glance, they are very similar to purple crystals. What's more, black medicine, although it has the word black, it is a transparent and colorless liquid, and the color is not related to black. The black mainly refers to the formation of black spots after entering the human brain.
The last one left...
Just as Jin Teng was about to do the same to retrieve the last purple spar, suddenly, the spiritual energy around Old Man Mo suddenly lightened.
not good! Su Luo secretly said in his heart. She didn't have time to think about it, and immediately ordered Jin Teng to retreat quickly, the last purple spar was forgotten, and the most important thing was to save her life.
When Jin Teng retracted into Su Luo's sleeves with lightning speed, the Mo family ancestor who was sitting on the futon stretched out his hand and picked up the last purple spar from him and began to cultivate and devour it.
His eyes didn't open, they were still tightly closed.
As the spiritual energy in the purple spar gradually decreased, the spiritual energy in Old Man Mo gradually increased.
Su Luo shrank behind the stone pillar and adjusted her heart and breathing rhythm to the lowest state. At this time, she was like a hibernating cobra, lurking motionless, as if dead. Only in this way can he escape Old Man Mo's induction by luck, otherwise, a hundred Su Luos would not be enough to kill him.
Old Man Mo was at the most critical moment in his practice. A purple spar was far from meeting his needs. He closed his eyes and picked up the second spar.
At this moment, Su Luo's heart suddenly came to her throat.
She wanted to leave, but when the old man Mo had a clear sense of perception, the aura he exuded permeated the surroundings, and Su Luo could be sensed with a slight movement. So Su Luo was clinging to the wall motionless, completely pretending that he didn't exist.
Old Man Mo held the spar in his right hand, and without even thinking about it, he directly extracted the spiritual energy inside.