Chapter five hundred and eighty-ninth you do not lose the bird
"Tell me about it." To be honest, Hu Zhenyu was also a little annoyed at Mo Wuji. A Dan King with such a strong talent, and he still valued him very much, but he didn't expect that he didn't love himself, how could he go to the Soul Condensing Immortal Qiong Pond?
.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 Immortal 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 of the Gods, and it is also the richest place in rumors. It is rumored that this is where the real war between the gods takes place, and countless gods have fallen in the Tower of the Gods. If any remnant of any god is found, it will be an inexhaustible
existence on.
Why is Immortal Emperor Luncai so powerful that he is even respected as the Great Emperor at the same level? It is because he went to the Towers of the Gods back then and got an opportunity in the Towers 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 the Gods Tower that Lun Cai offered made his heart move.
Every time the Towers of Gods are opened, there are restrictions for even those from the Immortal Realm to enter the Towers of Gods, let alone the immortals from other Immortal Realms. Although the Alchemy Immortal Alliance has the qualifications, there are very few places.
Now Lun Cai has given out two admission quotas to the Gods Tower at once, which can be said to be extremely generous. This condition also fits Hu Zhenyu's heart. You must know that there are no cultivation restrictions for entering the Gods Tower.
Anyone can enter. He Hu Zhenyu has wanted to enter the Tower of the Gods for a long time, but unfortunately he has no chance.
When the Tower of Gods is opened, there are only three places in the Alchemy Alliance, and each one must be a junior with the most development potential. Hu Zhenyu is the deputy leader of the Alchemy Alliance, so naturally he has no face to compete with the juniors for places. Now Luncai
The emperor took out two quotas at once, which was a luxury package for Hu Zhenyu.
"Emperor Lun Cai is in charge of a party, and he can say a few words in the realm of gods and immortals. Naturally, he won't tell any lies." Lai Yi said respectfully.
His tone sounded extremely humble, but in fact he still had some disdain in his heart. What about the Alchemy Alliance? To be so excited just for two places in the Gods Tower is really unheard of in the world.
"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.
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Mo Wuji didn't know how long he had been practicing. At this moment, he had to stop practicing again. Mainly because all his immortal crystals were used up, and he couldn't practice with just pills.
Fortunately, these years of seclusion on the shuttle have not yielded anything at all. 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 and wander around in the starry sky like a headless fly. At this time, let alone asking him to find the fairy world, even if he were asked to return to Tianwu Star, he would not be able to find the direction.
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If he had been cultivating wholeheartedly, Mo Wuji wouldn't have noticed anything. Now once he stopped, he felt anxious. One month was fine, two months and three months passed. When a year passed, Mo Wuji's mentality changed.
Variety.
If he continues like this, he may really die of old age in this vast starry sky.
Another month passed, and Mo Wuji was thinking about whether he should look for some cracks in the stars and try his luck when he sensed a familiar aura.
Even though the breath was extremely weak, Mo Wuji still caught it, and he controlled the shuttle to rush over at full speed without hesitation.
Even if the Jin Yi people were here at this time, Mo Wuji would still have to find a way to negotiate terms with him, let alone anything else.
"Duiguo?" To Mo Wuji's surprise, he actually saw Zhuiguo. He was huddled on the deck of a spaceship. In front of it were several high-level spiritual grasses.
What shocked Mo Wuji was that the blame-shifting ability didn't seem to have improved much. With the blame-shifting qualifications, Mo Wuji was not surprised at all even if he was now a level nine monster. The blame-shifting man was close to him when he left him.
It's level 4. After all these years, it's still a level 4 monster, and its aura still looks extremely weak.
Mo Wuji is very clear about his tendency to blame others. He is a very coquettish guy. But now this guy is even uglier than before. He is covered in gray hair, and one of his three legs has disappeared and turned into two legs. Not only
In this way, at first glance, it seems that he is very tired and has no energy at all.
Logically speaking, the benefits of being a blame-shifter are not bad. Sitting on the deck, watching the stars, and gnawing on spiritual grass. Why hasn't there been any progress in so many years? Not only that, Mo Wuji even felt that the blame-shifter was a beast. Logically speaking, the blame-shifter is a beast.
They are more sensitive. So far, Mo Wuji hasn't noticed the blame at all.
Mo Wuji directly put away the shuttle and stepped onto the spaceship in one step. To Mo Wuji, the restrictions on the spacecraft were nothing more than decorations.
"Uncle..." The dejected Shi Guo finally recognized Mo Wuji. He jumped up in surprise and landed directly on Mo Wuji's shoulder. Even though it was just a bird, the excitement in its eyes was uncontrollable.
"Who are you?" A young man in a green robe walked out. Not only was this man extremely handsome, but he was also majestic. His whole body exuded a strong sense of confidence and aura. The aura circle was even more intense on the body.
The expression is suspended, even people who are not practicing 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 at most, and his strength is already at the seventh level of 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, "Sweeper, 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 disappeared...
Woohoo...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, "I asked you to wait for me outside the Thunder Star, why did you leave?
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 finished his words about scapegoating, Mo Wuji understood it completely. His eyes fell on the young man in green robe, and he said coldly, "Is it you who has been blaming the blame 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, and there was a middle-aged man beside him. The thin old man looked Mo Wuji up and down. Mo Wuji looked like an ordinary mortal. He didn't look any different at all.
Just can't tell.
"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 is too weird, and he suddenly appeared on this spaceship. You must know that the young master's spaceship has a lot of restrictions.
Mo Wuji said quietly, "You are not worthy of being my friend. Answer my questions 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 from you? 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." 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 was stunned. At this moment, he couldn't move at all, the invisible space would
He was restrained, so to speak, unable to 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, sir." He excitedly rushed towards the young man in green robe. In the green robed young man's frightened eyes, he landed on the top of his head. He lowered his head and bit the man's forehead with one bite.
A stream of blood was like a blood arrow, rushing directly into the mouth of the man who was throwing the pot.
"Senior, please have mercy, that is our young master from Mirage Mountain..." Seeing that Shi Guo was actually trying to suck 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..." Amber said quickly.
"Celestial Immortal, Golden Immortal?" Mo Wuji stared at Amber in surprise. Isn't this guy a monk in the world of cultivation? Otherwise, how could he know about Heavenly Immortal and Golden Immortal? You must know that when he was in Zhenxing, he didn't know the levels of the immortal world.
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