Chapter five hundred and sixty-ninth strange place
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 have passed, and Mo Wuji is still unable to obtain even a little bit of immortal spiritual energy. Similarly, his spiritual mind cannot be stretched. If his spiritual mind cannot be stretched, it means that he cannot use elixirs to heal his injuries. He cannot use elixirs and immortal spiritual energy to heal his injuries.
Although he was recovering slowly, the speed really made Mo Wuji feel 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, and he was falling into the Soul-Condensing Immortal Qiong Pond.
At the same time, he saw Cen Shuyin's soul and body fused together.
The fall of Cen Shuyin has always been a shackle 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.
Not bad either.
But when he was trapped, he only wanted to kill one person to make a profit, kill a pair to earn one, but he never thought of burning his life to leave.
"Buzz!" A burst of eardrum-tearing 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, there was a sense in Luo Shu
Mo Wuji also knew that this should be related to the fact that he had not completely refined the Luo Shu. Fortunately, this was the 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 long it had been. He struggled for a moment and immediately felt the power outside Luo Shu disappear.
Mo Wuji gathered his spiritual thoughts for a long time, but he could not gather his spiritual thoughts. There was only a trace of divine thoughts surrounding him, and even the divine thoughts in the divine energy storage channels were exhausted. This trace of divine thoughts could not allow him to open the ring immediately.
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One thing Mo Wuji was sure of was that we were already on 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 and relief that filled his whole body. Then he was surprised to find that there was no fairy spiritual energy here. Not only was there no fairy spiritual energy, there was not 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 next to him, stood up and looked around. The place he was in seemed to be a wheat field that had been harvested, with some scattered wheat straw scattered everywhere, and a few unknown birds in the wheat field.
Look for leftover wheat kernels.
Even though he knew that he might be taken away from the fairyland, Mo Wuji's heart sank when he saw the scene in front of him. Not only was he taken away from the fairyland, he was afraid that the world of cultivation would also miss him.
In the ordinary world of cultivation and immortality, you basically cannot see such large-scale wheat fields.
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. There were even some terrible marks and dried blood grooves on his face. His whole person was indeed as if
It's like something dug out of a fire.
Feeling this scene, Mo Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. His physical body was saved entirely because of that chapter of Luoshu. Murong Xiangyu gave him two chapters of Luoshu, and the help he received was equivalent to saving his life.
. Even if he knew why Murong Xiangyu sent these two chapters of Luoshu to him, he still felt in love with Murong Xiangyu in his heart.
Unable to take out the clothes in the ring, 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 and gave it a try. The fact made him very disappointed. There was indeed no spiritual energy here, but Mo Wuji felt another kind of aura while practicing. His strength was still there.
I can't sense what kind of breath this is.
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.
Have you returned to Earth? How many years has it been? Has Earth's technology developed to this point?
Isn't it such a coincidence? He was just thinking about how to return to Earth, and now he returned 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 scars 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 hear a word.
Understand.
Mo Wuji's heart sank. He was the top scholar on the planet and was proficient in several foreign languages. Because he often went to remote places to search for medicinal herbs, he even dabbled in some tribal languages in Africa. But what the old farmer said was beyond him.
I can't understand the words.
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 jabbering again.
Mo Wuji could only clasp his fists in thanks and follow 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 his injuries, but also because of his shabby and weird clothes. Where 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.
After landing in such a place, Mo Wuji had his own plan. First, he had to learn the language here, second, he had to figure out what kind of place this was, and third, he had to regain his strength.
Only after doing this, would he have the 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. He can only 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. Watching many people boarding a passenger bus, Mo Wuji followed suit.
Because Mo Wuji didn't have a ticket, he planned to take the bus. So he didn't sit on the seat, but 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 no conductor came to 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 bus 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 very helpless. He was sitting on the steps, but he didn't expect that the ticket seller found him at the first sight. It seemed that this guy was also very smart and knew that he had 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. What could he do if others insisted on collecting his ticket? Why don't people here have any sympathy? I'm so depressed and I'm not sitting on my seat.
, you won’t die if you charge less for my ticket.
Thinking this in his mind, Mo Wuji was not a scornful person. He slowly stood up, grabbed the gray wooden stick he found in the wheat field next to him, and prepared to get out of the car.
Without a car, 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. He 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.
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Mo Wuji did not sit in his seat, but still sat down on the steps in the back row.
Seemingly aware that Mo Wuji's attitude was quite good, the people around him began to look at Mo Wuji. However, Mo Wuji's dignity made people have no desire to look at him.
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 people around him. He knew in his heart that he had really arrived at a place similar to the earth.
A civilized planet.
This is not a cultivation planet, but it is obviously a place where science and technology have developed quite well.
Even though he was a mysterious immortal, Mo Wuji still felt a real sense of loneliness here. This was a strange city to him, and similarly, he had no friends or acquaintances here.