During this half month, the cultivators who entered the Bipolar Mountains basically wandered around the pure white* domain, and very few dared to enter the pure black* domain. Even if they did, they only stayed at the outermost edge of the pure black* domain.
All kinds of genius and earthly treasures are constantly discovered by cultivators and collected by different means. What they don't notice is that every time they collect a heavenly material and earthly treasure, Pure White* Domain
It will reduce the number of small pieces. Although it is not too small, it cannot support a large amount.
The sound that sounded like the roar of a peerless beast that had just opened the space seal barrier of Biji Mountain has never appeared again since Mo Han first came in, as if everything before was an illusion. Entering Biji Mountain
The cultivators searching for the treasure did not encounter too many dangers, and the fallen cultivators all died on the monster beasts guarding the treasure.
The place of cultivation that Mo Han was looking for was at the junction of the Pure White Realm and the Pure Black Realm. After half a month of healing, Mo Han's injuries had fully recovered, and under the guidance of Old Man Dugu, he would cultivate again.
Suppressed in a short period of time.
"I feel like my whole body is rusty. I wonder if Beidou Qingyun and Nangong Glory will miss me?" Mo Han stood up and stretched, and all the bones in his body crackled.
"Is there no news about that kid yet?" Nangong Guangrong stood directly above the pure white field with a gloomy face, looking at the shrinking pure white field, his two eyeballs filled with blood and ferociousness.
The two followers standing behind Nangong Guangrong lowered their heads and replied cautiously: "Report to the young master, the two of us have carefully searched the pure white* domain, including the pure black* domain, and there is no trace.
If we find any traces of him, we initially suspect that he has entered the depths of pure black* territory.”
Nangong Guangrong's face was filled with uncertainty. Originally, he thought that catching a mouse was easy, but catching Mo Han was a matter of ease. Even if Mo Han threw away the storage bag, it was impossible to get all the treasure Yuanshi.
Throw it away. So he is not worried at all about not finding Mo Han. Besides, a storage bag is already a very rare item in the Dead Leaf Continent, and the storage bags he gave are pretty good.
It wasn't until he found the place for the first time based on the breath left on the storage bag that he discovered that Mo Han was smarter and more dangerous than he thought.
Seeing the black energy lingering on the back of his hand and the wounds that had not healed for a long time, Nangong Guangrong wanted to catch Mo Han and ravage him a hundred times.
Yes, the wound on the back of Nangong Guangrong's hand was injured by a "demon" while looking for the place where Mo Han threw the storage bag.
"Young Master, how about the two of us go deep into the pure black area to search for it?" The two followers standing behind Nangong Honor saw that Nangong Honor didn't speak, thinking that Nangong Honor thought that the two of them were doing something bad, so they gritted their teeth and said quickly
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"No need. According to the situation in the Bipolar Mountain, it is very likely that a Bipolar Fruit will be born. As long as there is a Bipolar Fruit, it will be born in the near future. I don't believe that when the Bipolar Fruit is born, he will not come out." Nangong Guangrong
He said quietly while looking at the pure white field with a radius of less than ten kilometers.
Mo Han rushed out of the cave and was about to carefully study the situation in the Bipolar Mountains and plan what to do when he suddenly saw a faint black in his eyes. Mo Han thought he had seen it wrong and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
When I looked at it again, it was still light black.
The original pure white area is completely covered by light black, and the original pure black area becomes even darker.
"Old man Dugu, do you know what's going on?" Mo Han asked with a confused look on his face as he couldn't turn his head around.
"Boy, it seems that Nangong Glory has a big plan. Not only does he want to obtain the body of the devil, but he also wants to obtain the bipolar fruit, integrate the body of the devil into his body, and become himself." Old man Dugu said through Mo Mo.
Han Shihai saw the changes in the Bipolar Mountains and said lightly.
"What do you mean?" Mo Han didn't understand what the old man Dugu meant.
Old man Dugu sighed: "You won't be able to stay on the Dead Leaf Continent for long. According to your current situation, you will know these things sooner or later. Let me tell you some of them first. You already knew that 'demons' are actually human beings, but
Because of the exercises they practiced, they were
Expulsion. Or rather, human beings are struggling to gain a space for survival in a land where demons are raging. The root cause of the conflict between the two parties is actually the conflict between skills. Just like Yin and Yang, righteousness and demons.
, it is destined that neither side can coexist, water and fire are incompatible."
"The exercises that we humans practice are mainly focused on magic, while the exercises that 'devils' practice focus on body training. This leads to the fact that both we and the 'devils' have flaws. Our bodies are flaws, and the 'devils' spells are
Defect. Although both parties have been trying to make up for this defect,
There has been no success. The most ideal way is for humans to use some special talents and earthly treasures to fuse the body of the 'demon', or for the 'demon' to use the same method to fuse the body of a human being. But the most important thing is that this kind of natural and earthly treasures
They are few and far between, they can only be counted on the fingers of one's fingers, and they can only be found but not sought after."
"The Bipolar Fruit is one of them. This broken little world was left over from ancient times. The 'demon' sealed in the Bipolar Mountain was also sealed from ancient times. Not surprisingly, the Bipolar Fruit can be born. As long as you have the Bipolar Fruit
If so, it will be possible to achieve what I just said.”
"Is that person still a human? Is a 'demon' still a 'demon'?" Mo Han suddenly asked.
"Right and wrong, good and evil, righteousness and devil, have all been in the blink of an eye since ancient times. Is it human? Is it devil? Is it really that important? Do we really need to distinguish it so clearly? Besides, in the face of immortality, in the face of immortality,
In the face of becoming an immortal, are these really useful? If you can live forever, if you can become an immortal, I believe there will be many people who are willing to give up right, willing to give up good, willing to give up right!" Old man Dugu closed his eyes, and flashed through his mind.
One face after another.
Mo Han was startled: "Could it be that the cultivators on Xingyuan Continent cannot live forever? Aren't they immortals?"
Old man Dugu chuckled: "They just have a longer lifespan and a higher level of cultivation. Immortality? Who else can live forever except the legendary immortals?"
"Then are you willing to give up what is right, what is good, what is right?" Mo Han didn't know what he felt in his heart. This was the first time he heard this.
"I don't know. When you don't get to that moment, you don't know what you will choose."
There are many things that Mo Han, who is a killer, cannot control, or it is far from time to think. Mo Han is not willing to waste time and energy to think or do anything, so since he doesn't know, he won't do it.
Consider: "Tell me, if I get the bipolar fruit, will it be good for me?"
"You have a demon species, a human bloodline, and an unknown grade of 'Heavenly Wheel' technique. The restrictions between humans and 'devils' do not exist for you at least for now. The bipolar fruit has certain effects on you.
It's useless and an unknown number, but if you sell it, you should be able to get a lot of resources." Old Man Dugu said uncertainly.
"That means that even if I have a lot of resources, I can't let Nangong Glory succeed." Mo Han smiled evilly. It's not that he doesn't want the bipolar fruit, but he just found a reason to disgust Nangong Glory and make Nangong Glory suffer.
Two days later, all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the Pure White Domain completely disappeared due to the painstaking efforts of five to six hundred cultivators digging three feet into the ground, and pure black covered all the mountains!
There was a loud boom, and a bolt of pure white and pure black lightning appeared in mid-air, blasting the entire space apart, and all the mountains disappeared in an instant.
There is no white or black. There is a table in a small room. In the middle of the table is a black and white fruit, growing out of thin air. At both ends of the table are a white human shadow and a body.
A body without a head.
"I said, you can't kill me. Not everyone takes the so-called justice as seriously as you do." Although the body has no head, he can still speak.
"There is always a small group of people who will stick to it until the end, right?" The white human shadow didn't care what the headless body said. He just persisted calmly. He believed that there would always be someone like him who would never forget his original intention.
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"Then let's wait and see!" The headless body shouted softly, and slapped Table Mountain with its palm. The black and white fruit in the middle of the table was knocked away and flew out of the house.
Outside the house is the Biji Mountains. All the mountains in the Biji Mountains have disappeared, and even the space has become much smaller, as if they had had a dream, an unknown dream.
All the cultivators were standing on a platform halfway up Liangji Mountain. In the middle of the platform, there was only a small tree with a trunk that was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a short time, it had grown to be as tall as a person. Its emerald-green leaves were like crystal jade.
It is crystal clear and beautiful, and reflects colorful light under direct sunlight.
A black and white fruit, in the eyes of the cultivator, keeps growing from the top of the small tree.
There is a small chrysalis next to the fruit. As the fruit grows, the chrysalis also grows rapidly.
When the fruit was fully ripe, a hole opened in the chrysalis, and a black and white butterfly flew out: "This is the Bipolar Fruit, a treasure of heaven and earth. I am the guardian beast of the Bipolar Fruit. The first one to defeat me will win."
Then you can pick the bipolar fruit. The first one to defeat me will also receive the inheritance of ancient power."
In fact, there are only a limited number of cultivators standing here who know the purpose of the bipolar fruit, but the second one can be understood by everyone. The inheritance of the ancient power cannot be obtained at any time, and not everyone can
You can get it, but as long as you get it, it means that you can rise to the top in one step, or at least go a long way, one step closer to "immortality".