There are two kinds of people in Taixuan Continent, one is mortal and the other is cultivator. Cultivators cultivate themselves with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in order to achieve the ascension of the Tao.
Qiu Xian asked, walking against the sky, after the foundation is successfully established, the monk's three souls and seven souls will gradually condense, and finally cultivate into a complete spiritual soul. Without the three souls and seven souls, naturally one cannot be reincarnated, and there will be no reincarnation of life and death.
Once the physical body is destroyed, the soul cannot take the body within three breaths, and it will perish.
These truths, Mo Tianliao, whose cultivation base was not low before his death, naturally knew. Therefore, Mo Tianliao was stunned when a deceptive sound of spring thunder woke him up from months of turbulent drifting.
The soul is separated from the body, like thin ice exposed to the scorching sun of dog days, so fragile that it can be blown away by a gust of wind. But he still floated well, his consciousness was clear, and he clearly remembered the past. Looking left and right, this is still the boundary of the volcano, but I don't know which mountain has been blown by the wind.
Trying to find a ray of divine soul, he found that he was being wrapped in a layer of soft power, like a bug sealed in amber, safe and sound.
Although he was still conscious, it was only a translucent light group, without any power, Mo Tianliao could only wander aimlessly in the mountains with the wind, and this floating has lasted for hundreds of years.
In the thirtieth year of waking up, Mo Tianliao learned to use the weak power of the soul to change the direction of the floating. He did not dare to go to places with many people, for fear that people with advanced cultivation would see it, so he stayed there. Fire volcano. Hundreds of years were enough for him to look inch by inch over the three-hundred-mile mountain range.
On the top of the flaming volcano, the fire lingers all year round, no grass grows, but there is a big tree standing.
The tree was three feet high, thick and tall, tall and slender, without branches, only a single tree, with a scorched color. The flaming volcano ignites fire in April and burns out in December. In the early spring when there is no open fire, the wood will grow a layer of tender green, and when the fire starts, the leaves will fall.
Mo Tianliao has been refining tools for many years, and he knows the precious materials in the world like the back of his hand. When he saw the raging fire like a coiled dragon surrounding a single tree, but it couldn't burn out, the ecstasy in his heart was indescribable. The ancient god tree, the inexhaustible tree!
Endless means endless life, this kind of divine wood can be used as a fleshly body!
Although he didn't understand how that layer of power to protect him came from, since he wasn't dead yet, Mo Tianliao naturally wanted to find a suitable body to regenerate. It's good to find a child with good roots, but no matter how good the spiritual roots are, they can't compare to the ancient gods!
Cultivation of immortals naturally needs to pay attention to the root and bones. The better the spiritual root, the less hindered the cultivation, and the greater the chance of becoming immortal. As far as we know, the best spiritual root is the Heavenly Spiritual Root. People with this spiritual root can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth the fastest and have the highest comprehension.
However, the physical body of Boundless Wood is beyond the existence of Tianlinggen. There is no other reason. As an ancient sacred tree, it is a spiritual thing born from heaven and earth, and there is no block in absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!
Mo Tianliao circled around the sacred tree, which was probably the only inexhaustible tree in the world, and he was reluctant to give up no matter what. Just use a thunderbolt to split him into it, and then slowly refine it.
If it were someone else's soul, he naturally wouldn't have the ability to take a piece of wood, but he was different. After being separated for hundreds of years, his soul had already been condensed very firmly by him, and it was no problem to resist the next thunder.
Everything is in place, the only thing I owe is Dongfeng, Mo Tianliao now needs a thunderbolt to strike him.
Tianlei, it doesn't come if you want to be hacked. Mo Tianliao can only guard the sacred wood with the incomparable patience of his master craftsman, looking forward to the day when a thunderbolt will come down.
Flowers are blooming and falling, the sea is changing, and this guard is a hundred years.
"Ka Ka Ka bang -" A thunderous thunder that resounded through the heavy dark clouds and fell straight down, Mo Tianliao hurriedly floated into the air, narrowly avoiding the thunder light that split dozens of miles into coke.
After waiting for a hundred years, Tianlei finally came, but it was a set of Jiutian Xuanlei, and I don't know which unlucky bastard is here to survive the calamity, Mo Tianliao simply wanted to scold his mother.
Crossing the tribulation is the last step to ascend to immortality, as long as you survive the thunder tribulation, you will be able to become the Great Dao.
However, thunder tribulation is also different from thunder calamity. Some people's thunder calamities are like drizzle, and the meaning is over, while some people's are earth-shattering, and it's not a matter of killing people. This Nine Heavens Profound Thunder is the latter one.
Mo Tianliao, who wanted to borrow light, could only manipulate his few soul powers and dodge left and right with difficulty.
That day, the thunder struck for a whole day and night, and then it gradually weakened. Mo Tianliao seized the opportunity, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and threw himself on the sacred tree.
"Ka—" It was as if the loud noise of the sky and the earth was hitting the depths of the soul. Mo Tianliao only felt that the soul was torn apart inch by inch, and then forcibly embedded in a hard object. He wanted to roar in pain, but he had no body. Can't make any sound.
The ancient Shenmu instinctively repelled the invading souls, and even though the pain was about to blow away, Mo Tianliao still gritted his teeth to maintain a clear mind, and tried to penetrate his spiritual soul into the veins of the endless wood.
Time passed little by little, Mo Tianliao's spirit became weaker and weaker, but the endless power of life did not stop. Is this the end? No, he guarded the Shenmu for a hundred years, not to be swallowed by the Shenmu!
The power that has been protecting him seems to have a feeling, and slowly spreads the package of his soul, the warm power is like a trickle, slowly combing his soul, and it is integrated with it bit by bit. . Mo Tianliao only felt extremely comfortable. After merging with that mysterious power, Shenmu no longer rejected him!
Jiutian Xuanlei has been hacking for seven days and seven nights.
After a heavy rain, the sky is clear.
As there was no fire in March, the green and fluffy Endless Wood slowly shrank and deformed, and finally turned into a slender man. His eyebrows were carved like an axe, his temples were cut like a knife, and he was exceptionally handsome. It was Mo Tianliao who had refined countless trees.
After drifting for hundreds of years, and finally getting down to earth again, Mo Tianliao had the urge to scream in the sky. However, the top priority is to find a covert clothes.
Shenmu transformed into shape, but did not transform him into clothes.
After moving his slightly stiff limbs, Mo Tianliao took a step forward and walked towards the huge deep pit on the mountainside. The thunder tribulation for seven days and seven nights not only split the unfortunate ancestor of the tribulation into scum, but also Completely destroyed the surrounding vegetation and rocks.
He cautiously used his divine soul to sense for a long time, but he did not find the divine soul of the ancient ancestor of the robbery. Mo Tianliao breathed a sigh of relief. I don't know what kind of big luck is immortal, after all, it is still a minority.
Mo Tianliao searched around in the pit, most of the spiritual treasures were destroyed, and after searching for a long time, only one storage bracelet was found. This bracelet was dark and had no grade. The cultivator was dead, and the imprint of the soul disappeared. Mo Tianliao easily found the contents inside.
The space inside the bracelet is very small, with only some scattered spirit stones and a few sets of clothes, Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows with a subtle expression. This bracelet is a magic weapon that he practiced in his previous life. The things stored in it will not freeze time, and it cannot save spiritual herbs and elixir. The space is also very small, and the only use is to resist thunder calamity. Presumably this person bought it after hearing that it can resist thunder calamity, but this so-called not afraid of thunder calamity is only because the storage bracelet itself is not damaged, and people will still be hacked to death...
Touching his nose and mourning for the monk who had been pitted for a moment, Mo Tianliao took out a dark-colored dress and checked it carefully. He didn't find any marks of the sect, nor was it a high-level magic weapon, so he put on his body.
With clothes and money, it's time to go out. Mo Tianliao snapped his fingers in a good mood: "Let's go!"
So, the fingertips are on fire...
Mo Tianliao's eyes widened, and he looked at the flames rising from his fingertips. It was bright in color and glowed with a little blue light. If he didn't miss his eyes, this was... a fire in a wood!
Occasionally, there will be several kinds of different fires between heaven and earth, such as fire in stone, fire in ice, etc. This kind of fire depends on other attributes to exist, and it also brings some other attributes. Unexpectedly, the endless wood has been burned by the fire for thousands of years, and a fire in the wood is actually born. This fire has the endless power of endless wood. If it is used for refining, the aura of the treasure material will not be damaged.
The fire in the wood, which could not be found anywhere in the previous life, was actually called directly to the face by a big pie that fell from the sky, and Mo Tianliao was stunned for a while.
After a few more days of work and getting used to this big pie, Mo Tianliao lifted his foot and went to the Valley of Ten Kills.
There were too many cultivators who died in the past, and the grievances lingered for a long time. With his fragile soul, he has been unable to get close. Now that he has a new body, he naturally wants to come and see.
Destroyed and the dwarf tree isolated, Mo Tianliao crouched beside the dwarf tree and touched the fist-sized hole in the tree. After so many years, the cat has long run away.
Mo Xiaopaw is a monster with excellent roots. When he picked it up back then, although Mo Tianliao had the intention of being a servant beast, it was more because he liked the little hairball, so as long as Mo Xiaopaw was unwilling, He wouldn't force it to make a blood pact. That squeamish little thing, without his care, doesn't know how to live.
There is a desire to find his cat, but the world is huge, there is no blood bond, and Mo Tianliao does not know where to find it. Although the power of the soul is thrown away, his body basically has no cultivation base, and his strength is low and he has no ability to take revenge. . Mo Tianliao sighed, for today's plan, it is better to find a sect to settle down first, and practice back to the real business.
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