Nine hundred and seventieth chapters enlightenment
The auction of the Dettol Chamber of Commerce is still going on. In the most luxurious room of the Dettol Commercial Building, a fair-skinned middle-aged man is sitting with his eyes squinted. In front of him are two male cultivators, one of whom is the same person as before.
Another of the deacons whom Mo Wuji traded with was a beardless old man with a stooped back.
"Guild Master, that man has left Dettol Mall, and he knows a very top escape technique. There is almost no space fluctuation after he escapes. I suspect it has something to do with Five Elements Escape Technique, and it is most likely Earth Escape Technique.
"The one who spoke was the Divine Lord monk.
The old man Wu Xu also said, "I can feel the direction in which Wugen Shente is moving, and it is leaving Dettol Mall at an extremely fast speed."
The fair-skinned middle-aged man opened his eyes, smiled slightly and said, "This little guy is very good. He actually has such top-notch escape skills. When he gets there, let's check his heels first."
"Eh..." Old man Wu Xu didn't say yes, but instead let out a surprised sound.
"What's going on?" the middle-aged man called the leader asked quickly.
"The mark of the Wugen Divine Iron has disappeared. I can no longer capture the position of that person." The old man's face was very ugly. Even the God King could not remove his mark in an instant, but now it was
An unknown little ant casually hid.
The face of the monk Shenjun also became frightened, and he bowed and said, "Master, the marks on my clothes are left in one place. I suspect that he took off his clothes and lost them. I will go and have a look..."
The leader waved his hand and said, "Forget it, since he has thought of this, it doesn't make any sense for you to follow the past. This matter is just an accident and there is no need to continue to pay attention."
"Yes." The old man and the divine king both breathed a sigh of relief.
The Dettol Chamber of Commerce is still a very formal chamber of commerce. They leave hidden spiritual thoughts on the treasures they bid for. It is not that they want to recover these things and let the customers lose their lives and money. They want to know what they are selling.
Wherever they go, and only the best things are worth doing.
Mo Wuji's Wugen Divine Iron is the top-notch thing. Now that the mark on the Wugen Divine Iron has been erased, the Dettol Chamber of Commerce will definitely not investigate or pursue it. Because this matter itself is Dettol
The Dettol Chamber of Commerce is wrong. It can be said that the first imprint was not known to the Chamber of Commerce and was made by the person who sent the auction. If there was a problem with the imprint and someone was sent to investigate, then the Dettol Chamber of Commerce would not be where it is today.
.
A chamber of commerce that sells things overtly and secretly, no matter how covert it is, will be known after a long time. Even in a place like Danqian Commercial Building, if you want to take advantage of Mo Wuji, you don't dare to blatantly do it. You can only do it in a place like Danqian Commercial Building.
Within the loopholes of the rules.
…
Mo Wuji didn't know how many times he had been marked by others, and he didn't know how many times he had been hunted down. Even the God King couldn't catch him through the mark of divine thoughts.
After leaving Dettol City for three times, Mo Wuji threw away his clothes and threw all the things he got from the auction into the Immortal Realm. After another continuous wind shift for nearly an hour, Mo Wuji entered the Immortal Realm.
He spent half a day checking whether there were any marks on his body. After confirming that there were no marks, he burned all his clothes, changed into a set of clean clothes, and turned around to return to Lingxiao City.
Two days later, Mo Wuji easily returned to his hospital.
As soon as he returned to the medical shop, Mo Wuji entered the second floor again and began to retreat to learn how to refine the fifth-grade divine elixir.
Qing Jin's Heart was promoted to the third level divine flame, and it was indeed much better when refining the fifth grade divine elixir. However, after half a month, Mo Wuji still had not refined a furnace of divine elixir.
Less than half of the thousands of divine grasses were consumed by Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji knew that there was nothing he could do about it. It was not that there was something wrong with his alchemy, nor was it the relationship between his alchemy furnace and the flame.
This is mainly because his cultivation level is still a little behind, and he wants to refine the fifth-grade divine elixir just before he reaches the realm of Yushen. Another main reason is because the rules of heaven and earth in the Divine Continent are weak.
In the Divine Continent, it is very difficult to advance to the Divine King, let alone Mo Wuji, a cultivator who wants to refine a fifth-grade divine elixir.
After consuming hundreds of level five divine grasses again, Mo Wuji slowed down.
His Immortal Mortal Technique is originally the most suitable for refining alchemy and weapon refining. He has basically perfected everything that should be done to refine the fifth-grade divine elixir. Problems only arise when condensing the rules of the elixir. Every time
Before he became the elixir, there was always a little bit missing. If his cultivation had been at the realm of a god, maybe he would have succeeded long ago.
Mo Wuji changed to just refining a furnace of fifth-grade divine elixir every day. Every time he refined the elixir, he did not seek success, but only sought to capture every detail change in the elixir refining process.
If it were any one person, even the top sect, no one would dare to consume thousands of fifth-level divine grasses like Mo Wuji in just a few months.
The scarcity of fifth-level divine elixir kings in Shenlu is not only due to the restrictions of heaven and earth rules, which makes it difficult to advance to the fifth-level divine elixir king, but also the scarcity of fifth-level divine herbs.
If Mo Wuji hadn't accidentally obtained 700 fifth-level divine herbs at the Dettol Chamber of Commerce's auction, he would have had no hope of becoming the fifth-level divine elixir king.
"Crack!" Once again, the furnace of Yunyan Divine Pill shattered, and a faint smell of burnt pills came out. Mo Wuji did not continue to clean the furnace, but blankly picked up a dark pill with black impurities from the furnace.
Red elixir.
This dark red pill with impurities was raised by Mo Wuji and placed in front of his eyes. For a long time, he did not make any further move.
Yes, this is a fifth-grade divine elixir of Yunyan. It is the only fifth-grade divine elixir that he refined after three months of seclusion.
Refining a fifth-grade divine elixir may not mean anything, but Mo Wuji knew very well how this divine elixir was refined.
When the Yunyan Divine Pill was about to break into pieces as before, he was so blessed that he tried his own rules. He no longer relied on the rules of the Tao between heaven and earth to condense the pill, but condensed the pill through his own mortal Tao rules.
The reason why he didn't try it before was because he always believed that he only cultivated gods. The rules of the Divine Continent can give birth to god kings, and even existences that surpass god kings. Such rules of heaven and earth cannot condense the divine elixir. His mortal rules,
No need to think about it.
He was only at the fifth level of cultivating the gods, and the rules of the mortal world were still very weak. But it was because of his rules that he put into the elixir furnace, and the result was an inferior fifth-level divine elixir.
The gate seemed to vaguely appear before his eyes again. When he was planting Qinglu rice in Xiao Lingxiao Sect, he vaguely grasped a kind of avenue that was extremely important to him. Unfortunately, the avenue was vague and looming.
, he tried to catch it several times but failed, and in the end he could only wait for the opportunity. But today, when he was refining this inferior fifth-grade Yunyan Divine Pill, he saw the door again.
The rules are his own rules.
Mo Wuji just held this low-grade Yunyan Divine Pill with his hand, and was stunned.
One day, two days...
At this moment, Mo Wuji forgot that he was still refining elixirs, and that this place was just his shop. He just kept this posture, and let time go by, without moving at all.
A faint Taoist aura circulated around him continuously, and then condensed.
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"Brother who blames the blame, how long will it take for Brother Mo to come out of seclusion?" Chi Chuan couldn't bear it after waiting for nearly half a year.
It's not that he couldn't help it, but that he felt that his sister couldn't hold on anymore. Even if the purple Ji Dao Sand was turned into a soup for his sister to drink, her sister's life was still gradually dissipating. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, his sister
Will leave this world completely.
He stretched out his paw and patted Chi Chuan on the shoulder, "Xiaochuan, you must not be anxious. Let me tell you, back then I was in seclusion for many years and it was still the same. I have only been in seclusion for half a year now, and you are already anxious.
, what will we do in the future?”
"But my sister..."
Shi Chuan directly stopped Chi Chuan and said, "Don't worry, you have never seen what I am capable of. I have a younger brother named Dahuang. He is much more serious than your sister. The uncle rescued him differently."
Chi Chuan finally felt a little relieved after hearing the blame dump. But if he knew that the predecessor of Dahuang mentioned in the blame dump was just an immortal puppet, maybe he would fight the blame immediately.
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In an inconspicuous small courtyard in the Chixiao Peak of the Lingxiao Divine Sect, a young man excitedly looked at the green dew rice in front of him and clenched his fists in excitement.
His Qinglu rice is about to be harvested. He has never planted Qinglu rice, and he doesn’t know what kind of Qinglu rice this row of Qinglu rice will eventually harvest. But the seven pale golden Qinglu rice ears have
The rice, with a few pale golden strands, was obviously top-grade Qinglu rice. He had not left the small courtyard for half a month, and he almost saw with his own eyes that the rice on the few pale golden rice ears slowly grew more.
Light gold stripes.
If it was really high-quality Qinglu rice, then he was eager to hand over his Qinglu rice to prove that Qu Shendan had done nothing wrong.
During this period of time, he had had enough, not of anything else, but of other people's looks and ridicules.
After Master Guangchang came to Lingxiao Shenzong, he taught him how to grow good Qinglu rice for seven days. He and Dijie went to ask Mo Wuji for advice. Mo Wuji only taught him for half a day, oh no, it should be said that he only taught for half a day.
hours.
Even Deacon Chi Kun, who brought Mo Wuji over, sighed. No matter how good Mo Wuji was at planting Qinglu Rice, what could he learn in half an hour?
Outside his small courtyard, two deacons of the Lingxiao Divine Sect were waiting to check on Qu Shendan's results. According to the regulations of the Lingxiao Divine Sect, no one could access the green dew rice fields planted by participating disciples except the participating disciples themselves.
Step in.
So even if they came to check Qu Shendan's results, they could only wait outside.
"It's begun." Qu Shendan first landed next to the few pale golden green dew rice plants, stretched out his hand to pluck all the rice ears. Then his hand shook, and the green dew with light golden stripes appeared one after another.
The rice fell into the jade he had prepared long ago.