Even with the alchemy furnace, Mo Wuji still couldn't refine the divine elixir. Weapon refining is different from elixir refining. Even if there is only one kind of material, as long as you have your own weapon inheritance, you can also refine the magic weapon. The difference is that for
If you have a deep understanding of the materials, the magic weapons you can refine will be better. If you have a shallow understanding of the materials, the magic weapons you can refine will be average. The low-grade artifacts refined by Mo Wuji like this are very ugly because he is not very good at many materials.
understanding.
In alchemy, in addition to identifying the divine grass and its characteristics, you also need to have elixirs before you can refine the divine elixir.
Each elixir recipe is formed by the accumulation of wisdom and experience of countless people over countless years. No matter how powerful Mo Wuji's Immortal Mortal Art is, it is only for the elixir path that it cannot create unlimited elixir recipes. At least, he can still
It is impossible to create magical elixirs at random.
It was easy for Mo Wuji to ask him to create an elixir recipe, because his alchemy was already at the pinnacle of the immortal world. As for the elixir, at least Mo Wuji hadn't started to come into contact with it yet.
Although practicing in the immortal world can only condense the divine essence, Mo Wuji has now obtained a lot of divine crystals. If he doesn't practice some, he will really feel a little itchy.
Two months later, Mo Wuji stood up from the pile of divine crystals. Just as he had guessed, his cultivation had reached the second level of Yushen Yuan. His divine energy was becoming more condensed, but he could not break through Yushen.
The second floor of Shenshen crosses into the third floor of Yushen.
It was time to go out. Mo Wuji swept out with his spiritual thoughts, and the chaotic rules outside had begun to calm down.
An hour later, Mo Wuji stood on the ground. No one who came here a few months ago was left.
Although the rules here are still imperfect, Mo Wuji's divine energy has been condensed to a certain extent. As soon as he came out, he felt the stronger charm of heaven and earth. He didn't need to practice at all, and his cultivation level directly broke through the second level of Yushen.
, stepped into the third level of Yushen.
If he fights Wu Liang now, Mo Wuji will never let this guy escape with his arm broken.
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Although he was delayed for more than half a year, Mo Wuji didn't care. Just the things on the dead brother Wu Liang were enough to make up for him.
Mo Wuji took off the mask and restored his appearance.
Someone saw him and Brother Death entering the crack. This matter must not be known to others. The backstage of Brother Death Wu Liang is definitely not simple. Once people know that he killed Brother Death, who knows what kind of trouble it will cause?
Just as Mo Wuji expected, Mo Wuji didn't find anything good for more than two consecutive months. Not only did he not find anything good, he didn't even meet a single person.
Just when Mo Wuji was thinking about which direction to go, he actually received a message from a disciple of the Tianfan Sect. To be precise, it was a message asking for help.
After all, Mo Wuji was also the top disciple of Tianfan Sect. There was no way he could delay Tianfan Sect's distress message, so he used his wind escape technique to its maximum and rushed over.
In less than a moment of burning incense, Mo Wuji saw a group of people. He roughly estimated that there were at least one or two hundred people.
Waves of fragrance came, and Mo Wuji felt relaxed and happy even after smelling it. It seemed that his cultivation level had also relaxed a bit. Mo Wuji swept over with his mind and saw a giant tree that was dozens of feet tall.
The tree is full of fruits.
The fruit is still very green, and the many monks surrounding here are obviously waiting for the fruit to mature. The fruit is not yet ripe, and the fragrance makes Mo Wuji feel that his cultivation is loosening. This shows how precious this fruit is. No wonder there are so many
People are gathered here.
However, what Mo Wuji paid attention to was not the fruit tree, but a monk who was covered in blood and dying.
Wei Ru, a disciple of the Tianfan Sect, was also the one who Mo Wuji gave the jade medal to.
Wei Ru has lost one of his arms, has fallen into a coma, and has no ring.
"I didn't expect you to actually come, but it happened quite quickly." A gloomy voice fell on Mo Wuji's ear. Mo Wuji's eyes moved from Wei Ru to the owner of this gloomy voice.
, this is a monk at the seventh level of cultivating the gods. Judging from the sect logo on his clothes, he should be from the Jiuyan Divine Sect.
Mo Wuji ignored this cultivating disciple of the Jiuyan Divine Sect, stepped over to Wei Ru, took out a healing elixir and put it into Wei Ru's mouth.
Although Mo Wuji is still unable to refine the magic elixir himself, he has quite a few healing elixirs on his body, all of which were seized from Wu Liang.
The effect of the healing elixir was very good. When Wei Ru woke up, he immediately said when he saw Mo Wuji, "Elder brother, they forced me to send you a message. You should leave quickly..."
Only then did Mo Wuji realize that Wei Ru's request for help was forced by someone else. He took out a few pills again and put them into Wei Ru's mouth and asked, "What's going on? Tell me."
"Ant, let grandpa tell you." Another arrogant voice came, followed by a bearded Yushen man who stepped out and was about to attack Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji turned around, stared at the monk who was about to attack him and said, "Tang Wuzhen, do you want to attack me?"
He could recognize that this bearded guy was from the Luanhun God's Palace, and Tang Wuzhen, the powerful cultivator of the Luanhun God's Palace, was also here. Although Mo Wuji wanted to kill in his heart, he had not settled the matter yet.
Clearly. What's more, there are not just one or two Heavenly God cultivators here. He is just a third-level cultivator of the gods, but he is still unable to dominate here.
Tang Wuzhen said speechlessly, "Mo Wuji, this has nothing to do with me."
Although he said this, he still said to the bearded monk who was about to take action, "Junior Brother Huan, this matter has nothing to do with our Luanhun Divine Mansion for the time being, so don't take action."
After hearing Mo Wuji's words, Tang Wuzhen compromised in disguise. Everyone turned their attention to Mo Wuji. If they had regarded Mo Wuji as an ant before, now Mo Wuji seemed to have become one.
Some weird ants.
Of course, ants are still ants.
After offending the Jiuyan Divine Sect, Mo Wuji came here. He had no other choice but to die. Not to mention that there were more than twenty disciples of the God-Education of the Jiuyan Divine Sect here, there were even three disciples of the God of Heaven.
Mo Wuji was just a small early-stage cultivator of the Tianfan Sect. No matter how he forced Tang Wuzhen to compromise, Mo Wuji still had no chance in front of the Jiuyan Divine Sect.
When the seventh-level Yushen of the Jiuyan Divine Sect heard that Tang Wuzhen actually stopped his fellow disciples under Mo Wuji's threat, he was a little surprised and stopped stepping forward.
The healing elixir given by Mo Wuji worked, and although Wei Ru's broken arm had not yet grown back, he was able to stand up.
"What's going on?" Mo Wuji asked calmly.
Wei Ru said sadly, "Senior Brother, Tianfan Sect is gone..."
Mo Wuji frowned, patted Wei Ru on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother Wei Ru, even if all of us die here, Tianfan Sect will still exist."
"No..." Wei Ru's voice was choked with sobs, "Master Pang Jie was besieged and killed by three god kings a year ago..."
"What?" Mo Wuji's whole body exploded with murderous aura, and Wei Ru felt a chill all over his body. Even the disciple of the Jiuyan Divine Sect who wanted to step forward again was subconsciously moved back by this murderous aura.
"You said Master Pang Jie was killed?" Mo Wuji's tone became cold and he stared at Wei Ru, "How did you know?"
Wei Ru said sadly, "God King Yesa of Jiuyan Divine Sect, God King Yanting of Luanhun Divine Palace, and Divine King Yiming found an extremely ridiculous reason and joined forces to surround and kill members of our Tianfan Sect.
Master...the reason why I know is because this news was brought in by someone who came in later, and it has already spread throughout the entire Incubation God's Domain Nest..."
An extreme murderous aura filled Mo Wuji's whole body, and he even felt his legs trembling. It was not fear, but a kind of anger with murderous intent to the extreme.
Mo Wuji knew Pang Jie very well, and Pang Jie would never take the initiative to look for trouble. God King Yesa and Yanting God King were looking for excuses to kill Pang Jie, the God King of Tianfan Sect. Mo Wuji knew very well what the reason was.
Pang Jie had already told him.
Mo Wuji had never met a strong person like Pang Jie who was as confidant to him. In his eyes, Pang Jie was an elder and a teacher. The reason why he agreed to call Pang Jie senior brother was not because of his own reasons, but because
His sect. If he wants to establish a sect in the future, he cannot, as the founder of the sect, call someone from another sect his ancestor.
But in Mo Wuji's heart, Pang Jie was an elder who was his master.
Now that this elder was actually killed by a few scumbags who were selfish, how could the anger in his heart dissipate.
A feeling of depression filled his heart, and Mo Wuji could no longer maintain his previous calmness and patience. When Tianfan Sect still existed, he could endure it, but now he couldn't endure it anymore.
He took out a ring and handed it to Wei Ru and said, "This place is full of opportunities. You should practice hard. No matter whether we meet or not, you must remember that you were once a member of the Tianfan Sect."
Pang Jie was killed, and Mo Wuji could think with his toes that the Tianfan Sect would not exist. In other words, it had only been two or three years since he joined the Tianfan Sect, and he had once again become a sect without a sect.
Loose Cultivator. As for the reason why Wei Ru was almost killed, Mo Wuji didn't even ask. What else is there to ask? The God King of Jiuyan Divine Sect joined forces to kill Pang Jie, how could the disciples of Jiuyan Divine Sect not kill him?
A disciple of Tianfan Sect?
"Senior brother, let's go together." Wei Ru also understood that since Master Pang Jie was gone, the Tianfan Sect was naturally gone.
Mo Wuji took a deep breath and said slowly, "I left with you today. I will never be happy in my life."
Feeling Mo Wuji's decisive aura, Wei Ru's heart trembled. He knew what this senior brother meant, which was to stay and kill a few disciples of the Jiuyan Divine Sect even though he knew he would die.
"Senior brother, there are forty or fifty disciples of the two sects in total, as well as a few powerful gods. You stay here..." Wei Ru felt worried.
Mo Wuji laughed and said, "People always do a few stupid things in their lives. If I don't do this today, it will be difficult for me to improve my cultivation."
(I thought the second update would be delayed, but it came back in time and there was no delay. It’s pretty good. Please give me a monthly pass. That’s it for today’s update. Good night, friends!)