Becoming the richest man in the universe begins with cultivating immortals

Until one day, the enemy came and the sect was destroyed.

The rain fell very quickly that day, and all the disciples of the sect went to meet the enemy. Mo Zunyue took her saber and went out in a panic.

Sang Qi blocked her, "Don't go!"

Mo Zunyue's face was full of determination, "I will live and die with the sect."

Sang Qi couldn't compete with her, so he let go of his hand silently.

Among the enemies was a great power in the Mahayana period. He broke Xuantianzong's mountain protection formation, and the elders of the sect teamed up to hold him back.

The disciples met the enemy angrily and fought all night.

Mo Zunyue watched helplessly as the elders fell, the parents fell, and the disciples fell, but she was helpless.

She roared in the blood rain and went crazy, but her strength was still too low.

Sang Qi grabbed her, "Let's go, and seek revenge from them someday."

Mo Zunyue was so angry that he lost his mind, and broke away from Sang Qi's hand, "I won't leave, I want them to die now."

Sang Qi grabbed Mo Zunyue, put his hands on Mo Zunyue's shoulders, and looked straight into her eyes, "Zunyue, live, only if you live can you have a chance to make them pay with blood."

Mo Zunyue calmed down slowly, looking at the broken Xuantianzong, and the corpses of the same sect on the ground, under the heavy rain, she didn't know whether it was tears or rain on her face.

She got into Sangqi's arms helplessly, "What should I do, what should I do? Father is dead, mother is also dead, elders, fellow disciples are all dead."

Sang Qi tightly hugged the delicate body in his arms, at this moment, he felt that he would have no regrets in dying for her.

He carefully pushed the person in his arms away, held Mo Zunyue's small face, and said seriously, "I'll drag them, you go first."

"What about you? What do you do?"

"You find a safe place to hide, I will find you alive, don't worry, you just need to wait for me, wait for me, I will definitely find you alive."

After finishing speaking, he turned around resolutely and led the person away by himself.

Mo Zunyue fled down the mountain, she looked back.

On the top of the mountain, there was a thunderstorm, and the young man who said he would live to see her shot through his heart with ten thousand arrows and fell to the ground.

Mo Zunyue hid at the foot of the mountain for two days, until the enemy left for a long time.

She climbed up the mountain in a panic.

On the mountain top full of corpses lying here and there, she saw Sang Qi tied into a sieve at a glance.

She didn't care about anything, not even her parents' bones, and rushed in front of Sang Qi.

The blood on the ground stained the light-colored dress on her body red, and then it was dry and wet again. The dark red blood color made her face even paler.

Like the mysterious and gorgeous mandala flowers blooming under the nether world.

She hugged Sang Qi's head in a panic, her fingers and even her hair trembled.

"You don't want to die, you said you would find me alive, you can't break your promise, I only have you as a family, you must not die."

Mo Zunyue's voice was mournful, like a mournful cry in the dark.

She reached out tremblingly to explore Sang Qi's consciousness.

His consciousness did not dissipate.

His consciousness has not dissipated!

Mo Zunyue's body tensed up, fearing that it was just her own illusion, she quickly went to explore his dantian.

Dantian's spiritual energy dried up, and Yuanying fell into a deep sleep.

If the Nascent Soul is still there, there is still salvation.

Mo Zunyue seemed to be grasping at straws, she lost all her spiritual power to Sang Qi, trying to keep his last breath.

A few years ago, the cultivation world held a competition for the younger generation, and the No. 1 reward was a Nirvana Pill.

Taking Nirvana Pill, as long as the mind and soul are not destroyed, the effect of the medicine can hang the body without dying.

But Sang Qi's injury was too serious, hovering on the verge of death, this kind of injury is not curable by ordinary elixir at all.

She needs to take him to find a famous alchemist, that alchemist is now in the fusion stage, he is the one who refined the Nirvana pill, he must have a way to save people.

Mo Zunyue collects the corpses of his fellow disciples, arranges the funeral of his parents, puts on coarse clothes and sackcloth, and rushes to Yaogu with Sang Qi on his back.

She didn't dare to fly with the sword, and she didn't dare to go to crowded places, so she could only go to the wilderness and forest.

The monsters in the forest roared continuously, and it was the first time that Mo Zunyue felt that these monsters were so terrifying.

Almost all of her spiritual energy had sustained Sang Qi's life, and now even if she encountered a mid-level monster, it would kill her, and both of them were buried in the mouth of the monster.

Fortunately, her luck was not bad, and there were no surprises along the way.

But powerful pharmacists are so easy to see, their elixirs are hard to come by, even if they are rich and powerful people, they may not be able to meet them if they ask for them.

Mo Zunyue couldn't even enter the valley.

At that moment, Mo Zunyue lost all the pride in the past, knelt down in front of the valley, and kowtowed, begging the other party to heal Sang Qi.

That kneeling was three months.

In the past three months, her forehead was broken, scabbed, and broken again...

The little spiritual power accumulated in his body was transferred to Sang Qi to hang his life.

The power of Nirvana Pill is limited, and when the power of the medicine is exhausted, Sang Qi may die.

Mo Zunyue became more and more afraid.

That day, she was very pious, "I am willing to exchange my life for his, and hope that the alchemist will make it happen."

"really?"

The alchemist was a man with a childlike face and white hair. Looking at Mo Zunyue, who had a broken head, he asked her lightly.

Mo Zunyue, however, seemed to be grabbing at straws. She knelt and stepped forward, grabbing the hem of alchemist's clothes, for fear that he would run away, "Really, please save him."

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

The alchemist smiled indifferently, "Come with me."

In the valley is a large medicine field with a few thatched huts beside it.

The alchemist checked up and down for Sang Qi, "It's not difficult to revive him, but if you want to keep his foundation from being damaged, you will need a medicine to go far on the road of practice in the future."

"What medicine? I'll go find it."

"Soul element."

Mo Zunyue clenched her hands tightly.

The soul element is refined by extracting the soul of a person. This method is usually used by evil cultivators.

And be shameless, once people in the cultivation world find out, they will be the enemy of all monks, and they will attack them together.

Mo Zunyue gritted her teeth, "I'll look for it."

The alchemist raised his eyes and looked at her, "Why do you want to harm others when you save your friend? Aren't you willing to exchange your life for another? Then...

Use your soul element. "

Mo Zunyue's body froze suddenly, and she looked at Sang Qi, who looked miserable.

A face that is too good-looking, but at this moment, it looks like a flower that is about to wither, crumbling.

After a long time, she said, "OK."

The alchemist chuckled, "In the realm of comprehension where everyone pursues strength, there are not many people as stupid as you. Don't worry, I just want soul essence, not your death."

Mo Zunyue breathed a sigh of relief.

For a long time afterwards, Mo Zunyue thought that he might as well die.

He wanted her soul essence, but he didn't want her to die.

Then there is only one way.

Tear off half of her soul and refine it into soul essence, so she won't have to die.

But it hurts.

It hurts more than ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, thousands of cuts, and the punishment of Ling Chi.