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There are two kinds of people in Taixuan Continent, one is mortal and the other is cultivator. Cultivators cultivate themselves with the spirit of heaven and earth in order to achieve the ascent of the Tao.
Qianxian asked, go against the sky. After the foundation is successfully built, the three souls and seven souls of the monk will gradually condense, and finally cultivate into a complete soul. Without the three souls and seven souls, naturally there would be no reincarnation, and there would be no reincarnation of life and death.
Once the body is damaged, the soul cannot seize the house within three breaths, and it will perish.
For these reasons, Mo Tianlio, who was already at a high level before his death, naturally knew. Therefore, when a spring thunder swindled and awakened him from months of haunting drifting, Mo Tianliao was immediately stunned.
The detachment of the soul is like thin ice exposed to the scorching sun in the canopy day, so fragile that a gust of wind can blow it away. But he was still floating well, conscious, and Qianchen remembered clearly in the past. Looking left and right, this is still the boundary of Yan volcano, but it is no longer known which mountain top was blown by the wind.
Trying to explore a ray of spiritual touch, I found that he was being wrapped in a layer of soft power, like a small worm enclosed in amber, safe.
Although he is still conscious, it is only a translucent light ball without any power. Mo Tianliao can only wander aimlessly in the mountains with the wind, which has floated for hundreds of years.
In the thirtieth year after waking up, Mo Tianlio learned to use the weak power of the soul to change the direction of floating. He did not dare to go to places with many people, for fear of being seen by people with advanced cultivation. Always stay in Yanhuo. Hundreds of years, enough for him to see this mountain range of three hundred miles inch by inch.
At the top of the volcano, the fire will not dissipate all year round, and there will be no grass growing, but a big tree will never fall.
The tree is three feet tall, thick, tall and slender, without branches, only a single tree, and its color is scorched. The Yan volcano starts a fire in April and ends in December. In the early spring when there is no open flame, the wood will grow a layer of tender green, and the leaves will fall when the fire is on.
Mo Tianliao has been refining tools for many years and has a good knowledge of the precious materials in the world. When he sees the fire like a dragon encircling a single tree, but how can it be burned, the ecstasy in his heart is beyond words. Ancient sacred tree, endless wood!
Endless, meaning endless life, this kind of sacred tree can be used as a physical body!
Although I don’t understand how the power to protect him came from, since he hasn’t completely died, Mo Tianlio naturally finds a suitable body to rebirth. It is naturally good to find a child with good roots, but no matter how good the roots are, it can’t compare to the ancient gods!
Naturally, cultivating immortals must pay attention to the roots. The better the spiritual roots, the less the hindrance of cultivation, and the greater the chance of becoming immortal. As far as we know, the best spiritual root is the heaven spiritual root. People with this spiritual root absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth the fastest and have the highest comprehension.
However, the flesh body of Bujinmu transcends the existence of Tianlinggen. There is no other reason. As the ancient sacred tree, it was originally a spiritual creature born from the heavens and the earth, and there was no block in absorbing the aura of the heavens and the earth!
Mo Tianliao circled the sacred tree again and again. This is probably the only inexhaustible tree in the world, and he couldn’t bear to give up what he said. Just use a sky thunder to smash him into it, and then slowly refine it.
To be someone else’s soul, naturally he has no ability to seize a piece of wood, but he is different. He has been condensed for hundreds of years, and his soul has already been condensed very firmly by him, and it is not a problem to resist the next sky thunder.
Everything is in place, only Dongfeng is owed. Now, Mo Tianlio needs a thunder to strike him.
Tian Lei, it doesn’t come if you want to be hacked. Mo Tianlio can only guard the sacred tree with the patience of his master craftsman, looking forward to the day when the sky will come down.
The flowers bloom and fall, and the vicissitudes of life are vicissitudes of life.
“Kaka Kaka–” A thunder that resounded through the world passed through the heavy black clouds, and smashed straight down. Mo Tianliao hurriedly floated into the air, evading the tens of miles into coke. Lei Guang.
After waiting for a hundred years, finally waiting for the sky thunder, but it is a set of nine-day profound thunder, and I don’t know which hapless person is here to fight the catastrophe, Mo Tianliao wanted to scold his mother.
Crossing the catastrophe is the last step of flying into a fairy, as long as you overcome the thunder catastrophe, you can become a great road.
However, there is a difference between thunder robbery and thunder robbery. Some people’s thunder robbery is like drizzle, and the meaning is cut through, while some others are earth-shattering, and it is only a matter of smashing people to death. This nine-day profound thunder is the latter kind.
Mo Tianliao, who wants to borrow light, can only manipulate his few soul powers, struggling to dodge from left to right.
On that day, the thunderfoot slashed all day and night before it gradually weakened. Mo Tianliao looked at the timing, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and threw himself on the sacred tree.
“Crack——” As if the loud noise of the sky and the earth was hitting the depths of the soul, Mo Tianlio felt that the soul was torn apart inch by inch, and then forcibly embedded in a hard thing, trying to scream in pain. However, there is no body, no sound can be made.
The ancient sacred tree instinctively rejected the invading souls, even though it was already so painful that they were so soulless, Mo Tianlio gritted his teeth to maintain clarity, trying to penetrate his soul into the veins of endless wood.
As time passed bit by bit, Mo Tianliao’s spirit became weaker and weaker, and his inexhaustible vitality never stopped. Is it all over? No, he has kept the sacred tree for a hundred years, not to be swallowed by the sacred tree!
The power that has been protecting him seems to have a feeling, and slowly disperses the package of his soul, the warm power is like a trickle, slowly combing his soul, little by little Melt into one. Mo Tianliao only felt extremely comfortable, and after fusion with that mysterious power, Shenmu no longer rejected him!
Nine Sky Profound Thunder has been splitting for seven days and seven nights, and the hapless monk crossing the Tribulation has long been split into scum.
After a torrential rain, the sky was clear.
It coincides with March that there is no fire, and the velvety endless wood slowly shrinks and deforms, and finally turns into a slender man. The eyebrows are carved like an axe, and the temples are cut like a knife, and they are exceptionally handsome. It is Mo Tianliao who has refined inexhaustible wood.
Floating for hundreds of years, and finally down to earth again, Mo Tianlio gave birth to the impulse to look up and howl. However, the most urgent task is to find a clothing that covers the body.
Shenmu turned into a shape, but he didn’t turn clothes into it.
Moved a little bit stiff limbs, Mo Tianlio stepped forward and walked towards the huge deep pit on the mountainside. The seven days and seven nights of thunder tribulation not only smashed the unlucky ancestor of the tragedy. The scum also completely destroyed the surrounding vegetation and rocks.
Cautiously used Divine Soul for a long while, but did not find the Divine Soul of the ancestor of Cross Tribulation. Mo Tianliao breathed a sigh of relief. Like him, I don’t know what kind of big luck can be immortal, after all, it is still a minority.
Mo Tianlio searched for a circle in the pit, and most of the spirit treasures were destroyed. After pulling for a long time, only one storage bracelet was found. This bracelet was not of any grade. The monk was dead, and the imprint of the soul disappeared. Mo Tianliao easily found the contents inside.
The space inside the bracelet is very small, with only some scattered spirit stones and a few sets of clothes. Mo Tianlio raised his eyebrows with a subtle expression. This bracelet was a magic weapon that he had practiced in his previous life. The contents stored in it would not freeze time, could not store the Lingcao Ling Pill, and the space was very small. Its only purpose was to resist thunder. Presumably this person bought it after he heard that it can resist thunder catastrophe, but the so-called fear of thunder catastrophe is just that the storage bracelet itself is not bad, and people will still be hacked to death…
Touched his nose and mourned for the pitted monk for a moment. Mo Tianlio took out a dark-colored clothes and checked it carefully. He didn’t find any sect mark or high-level magic weapon, so he put it on.
With clothes and money, it’s time to get out of the mountain. Mo Tianliao snapped his fingers in a good mood: “Go!”
So the fingertips caught fire…
Mo Tianliao’s eyes widened, looking at the flames rising from his fingertips. The color was bright and glowing with a little glaucoma. If he didn’t look away, it would be… wood fire!
Several kinds of different fires happen occasionally between heaven and earth, such as fire in the stone, fire in the ice, etc. This kind of fire is dependent on the existence of other properties, and it also has other properties. Unexpectedly, this inexhaustible wood was burned by fire for thousands of years, and a wood-in-the-wood fire was born. This fire has the endless power of inexhaustible wood. If it is used for refining, the aura of the precious materials will not be damaged.
Mu Zhonghuo, which was not found in the previous life, was directly called to his face by a large pie from the sky, and Mo Tianlio was stunned for a while.
After a few more days of effort and getting used to this big pie, Mo Tianlio lifted his foot to Ten Kill Valley.
Too many monks died here, and the grievances persisted for a long time. With his fragile soul body, he has been unable to get close. Now that he has a new body, he naturally wants to take a look.
With devastated and isolated dwarf trees, Mo Tianliao squatted beside the dwarf tree and touched the fist-sized tree hole. After so many years, the cat has already run away.
Mo Xiaoclaw is a monster beast with wonderful bones. When he picked it up, Mo Tianliao also had the idea of harvesting it as a servant beast, but it was more because he liked that little fur ball, so he only needed Mo Xiaoclaw. If he doesn’t, he won’t force it to make a blood contract. That squeamish little thing didn’t know how it was going without his care.
He wanted to find his cat, but the sky was big and there was no blood bond. Mo Tianlio didn’t know where to find it. Now although the power of the soul is thrown, his body has basically no cultivation level, and his strength is low. The ability to take revenge. Mo Tianliao sighed. For the sake of this plan, he should find a sect to settle down first and get his cultivation back.