The Fushan Sect Master was really surprised. He did not expect that one of them would be Liu Ruyue.
"Oh, do you know this girl? That's just right. Follow her clues and find the body refiner."
The voice of the Immortal Fushan came from the thatched cottage.
"Understood, ancestor, I will do it right away."
The master of Fushan sect said quickly, kowtowed towards the thatched cottage, then got up and left respectfully.
After leaving the fog in the restricted area and returning to the sect's main hall, Sect Master Fushan called the great elder.
"Sect Master, what are your orders?" The Great Elder of Fushan Sect is a white-haired old man. At this moment, he looked at the Master of Fushan Sect and asked in confusion.
"This sect martial arts competition in Qiansheng Prefecture will be held in our Fushan Sect, right?"
The master of Fushan said calmly.
The Great Elder showed a hint of contemplation and said: "The sect martial arts competition takes turns every hundred years. The venue is changed from the three major sects. The first two sects have held it. The Moon Spirit Sect and the Bone Sword Sect have held it. No accidents.
This time it is indeed held in our Fushan Sect."
Sect Leader Fushan nodded slightly, with an imperceptible flash of color in his eyes, and waved his hand: "I understand, please step back."
The great elder was confused. The sect leader specifically called him here just to ask about such a trivial matter?
Although sect martial arts competitions are indeed very important, for the three major sects, they are always in the top three. There have never been any accidents, and there is no need to pay too much attention?
The great elder left the sect hall full of doubts.
"Yueling Sect...Liu Ruyue...the sect's martial arts competition..."
Master Fushan leaned on the main seat of the sect hall, his eyes half-closed, and he murmured in a low voice.
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The secret realm of heaven.
"Ding! Swallow a Void Immortal Nine Bridges and gain 9 points of life source!"
The system prompt sounds.
Data panel updates.
Immortal Source of Life: 11 points
Mo Chuan retracted his palm, and the black vortex disappeared.
It originally accumulated 1.2 trillion points of life source, but evolved into a dragon and consumed 1 trillion points of life source, leaving only 200 billion points of life source.
If you convert 200 billion points of life source, it is 2 points of life source.
At this moment, if you gain another 9 points, you will have a total of 11 points of life source.
"You...what kind of strength are you?!"
Not far away, Liu Ruyue was lying on the ground, her pale and pretty face full of shock.
The people who entered the Celestial Immortal Secret Realm this time were all disciples of the major sects in Qiansheng Prefecture.
However, not all disciples, because this world of Celestial Immortal Secret Realm has special rules and restrictions and only accepts monks under a hundred years old.
And one hundred years old is a very special age. In the fairy world where everyone has a long life, those within one hundred years old are defined as the boyhood of monks.
In other words, the disciples who were able to enter the Celestial Immortal Realm this time were all under a hundred years old. They were the younger generation and belonged to the same generation.
Among the young generation in Qiansheng Prefecture, Zhong Gaoye is one of the top ones, ranking among the Nine Bridges of Xuxian.
Not to mention, Zhong Gaoye had just upgraded his boxing intention to the third stage of the Immortal Stage, and his combat power had reached a higher level, comparable to the peak of the Ten Bridges of the Void Immortal.
However, he was still easily crushed by Mo Chuan, who was of the same age.
This is a bit scary.
"I don't know either."
Mo Chuan chuckled. He didn't have an answer to this question.
His own strength is his physical body breaking the seven shackles.
Dragon power transformation, turning the true energy and spiritual power into physical power, is equivalent to breaking the nine shackles.
The power of the wild python increases 100 times, which is equivalent to breaking ten shackles.
Then, he used the gift of size change and became a giant of 100,000 meters...
In the giant state, it is a very mysterious feeling. He has indeed become stronger again, and his physical body is equivalent to breaking eleven shackles.
But he always felt that he could become stronger in his giant state.
"Yes..."
Mo Chuan had a sudden realization and said in his heart: "The combat power bonus in the giant state is not constant, but depends on how big a giant I become, so the system did not introduce it in detail before.
"If I had turned into a million-meter giant just now, the combat power bonus would definitely be higher, but that way, my physical strength would also be consumed faster."
The giant state consumes physical strength. When the physical strength is exhausted and exhausted, the giant state will be forcibly released.
"You don't know it yourself?"
Liu Ruyue staggered up from the ground, a look of surprise flashed across her pale and pretty face.
It was inconvenient for her to ask more questions, so she hugged Mo Chuan and said with a grateful expression: "Thank you so much for helping me, fellow Taoist. My name is Liu Ruyue. I am a saint from the Yueling Sect. I still have some connections and energy. If something happens to you in the future, fellow Taoist,
If you ask for help, Ruyue will definitely help you with all your strength to repay today's kindness."
Mo Chuan smiled and said: "Don't talk nonsense, come with something more real. Bring the Shen Yun grass. Just now you said that you would give me the Shen Yun grass in exchange for saving your life."
"Shenyuncao?" Liu Ruyue's pretty face showed a hint of surprise.
"What, do you want to default on the bill?" Mo Chuan raised his eyebrows and his smile slightly decreased.
"No, no, fellow Taoist, please don't get me wrong."
Liu Ruyue waved her hands quickly, her beautiful face showing a trace of urgency, fearing that Mo Chuan would misunderstand.
Then, she hesitated for a while, bit her red lips and said: "Ruyue is afraid that the young master will not be able to withstand the power of Shen Yun grass. Although Shen Yun grass can transform people's consciousness and enter the realm of immortality.
"However, this also has preconditions... Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible for any mortal to transform his spiritual consciousness to the immortal level by taking the Shen Yun Grass?
"The prerequisite is that only when one's spiritual consciousness reaches the peak of mortal cultivation and reaches the ninth level, one can withstand the power of the Divine Accumulation Grass and undergo transformation.
"Otherwise, the Yuan Shen will be blasted by the power of Shen Yun Grass and fall from there!
"And Master, you are a body refiner. You only cultivate the physical body, but not the true energy and soul. If you take the Shen Yun grass rashly, I'm afraid..."
The latter words were a bit ominous, so Liu Ruyue did not continue, but it was not difficult to guess that she was afraid that Mo Chuan Yuan Shen was weak and would die directly after taking the Shen Yun Grass.
Mo Chuan shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, just give me the Shenyun Grass."
Liu Ruyue was still worried, with a look of pleading on her beautiful face: "Sir, why don't I use other treasures from the world to compensate you? They are definitely no worse than the Shenyun Grass..."
"No, I just want Shen Yun Cao." Mo Chuan said.
"..." Liu Ruyue was very aggrieved and wanted to cry but had no tears. Why was this young master so stubborn? She was clearly thinking about him and had made the stakes clear to him, so why did she insist on going her own way?
But Mo Chuan was her savior after all. Liu Ruyue couldn't defeat him, so she could only take out the Shen Yun grass and looked at Mo Chuan eagerly: "Master, here it is."
[The author has something to say]
I've been so busy these past few days that I can't even sleep well, and I've also missed the update. The author would like to apologize. It's my fault.
Fortunately, I have finished my work today and can resume updating.
However, there are only so many words today. The author needs to have a good sleep to regain his energy and resume updating officially tomorrow.