Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 118 Dong Xuan'er's doubts
With a decision in his mind, Mo Fan stopped thinking about it.

After meditating and adjusting the breath for an hour or two, he took out the body of the golden elixir perfect demon cultivator.

Cultivation realm is something that naturally needs to be improved as early as possible.

In the past, he was still wary of being discovered by others if he was promoted too quickly.

Since Goldfinger can block anything extracted, this worry has been solved for him.

A palm shattered the clothing at the Dantian area of ​​the corpse, and Mo Fan activated his golden finger to start the extraction.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

……

After half a cup of tea, the prompt sounded again:

"Successfully extracted the body of the 'Golden Elixir Perfection Male Cultivation' and obtained his 'Golden Elixir Perfection Cultivation Realm (Part)'."

"This thing is good for everything, but it doesn't have a probability prompt." Mo Fan was not surprised when he saw part of the cultivation level extracted.

It's just a pity that I can't figure out how high the probability is when extracting the corpse I killed.

Over the years, it seems that the people who died in his hands were only a few times because of counterattacks, and the things extracted were all, and the rest were only parts.

If you calculate it this way, I'm afraid there is not even one tenth.

A bit pitifully low.

It can be seen that the original intention of the golden finger design is mainly for the sake of evil spirits, and does not encourage active killing and touching corpses.

Many thoughts floated through his mind, Mo Fan shook his head and recovered his mind.

As soon as the thought came to mind, he began to integrate his cultivation.

……

Time passed, and another five days passed.

After all the mana in the dantian was converted into the power of the five elements, Mo Fan's cultivation level increased to the middle stage of the late stage of the golden elixir.

This feeling of rising up one's cultivation level like riding a rocket fascinates Mo Fan.

In just one month's time, his cultivation level has been improved from the middle stage of Jindan to the middle stage of late Jindan.

This speed can no longer be described as terrifying.

After consolidating it for a while, Mo Fan cleaned up the cave and removed all traces, then it turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the horizon.

The reason why I didn't want to return to the front line before was because I hadn't advanced to the late stage of Jindan yet.

Now that he has successfully advanced to the late stage of Jindan, and all the cultivation levels from the three corpses have been extracted, there is little point in continuing to stay here.

At this time, the power of his soul has not been restored, and it will take at least seven or eight days before it can be completely restored to perfection again.

Even if you want to continue to extract the corpse, the probability of extracting what you want to extract will also be greatly reduced.

Besides, he hasn't figured out what to extract yet.

……

a day later.

Mo Fan, who had hidden his cultivation to the early stage of Golden Core, returned to the front line.

As soon as he returned to his residence, Lei Wanhe, who got the news over there, hurried over with the other golden elixir monks from Huang Maple Valley.

Seeing Lei Wanhe's fat face full of concern, he walked up to Mo Fan, looked at it carefully, and then said with lingering fear:

"Junior brother Yu, it's great to have you back! You've worried me to death this month."

"Senior Brother Laurel is thinking about me. I was seriously injured at that time and I didn't dare to return rashly, so I found a hidden place to heal my injuries. I was almost fully recovered a day ago."

Although Lei Wanhe and the others did not ask about the reason, Mo Fan easily saw the doubt in their eyes and took the lead in explaining it.

Sure enough, when Mo Fan finished speaking, several people looked surprised.

He did not express the slightest doubt about Mo Fan's excuse.

It was a miracle that an early stage Golden Core cultivator could escape from a Golden Core Perfection Demonic Cultivator. It was normal for him to be seriously injured. If Mo Fan escaped unscathed, they would only think there was a ghost.

"I wonder if Junior Brother Yu can talk about the specific circumstances of that day? Especially the death of Junior Brother Wang Ling."

After figuring out the reason why Mo Fan returned at this time, Lei Wanhe turned around and asked about Wang Ling.

"Has Senior Brother Wang fallen?"

When he heard Lei Wanhe mention Wang Ling, Mo Fan, who had been prepared for it, didn't panic at all. His face was shocked at first, and then he sank slightly.

"Yes, your senior brother Wang's soul card... was cracked that day." Speaking of this, Lei Wanhe suddenly felt sad.

For Mo Fan, not only was he not sad about Wang Ling's death, he was actually very happy.

Not only can you kill someone you hate, but you can also improve your own cultivation, so why not do it.

But for Lei Wanhe and others who had known Wang Ling for hundreds of years, it was not only a classmate who died, but also an old friend.

Some sadness is inevitable.

In addition, everyone is still participating in the war at this time. If Wang Ling can die, so can they. The feeling of sadness is even greater when the rabbit dies and the fox dies.

Therefore, when Mo Fan saw the sad expressions on their faces, he did not think that they were acting.

"I originally wanted to go with Senior Brother Wang, but he didn't want to. I didn't expect... Sigh~" After hearing this, Mo Fan shook his head and sighed.

"Did you two separate and run away from behind?" Lei Wanhe suddenly asked before Mo Fan could continue to speak.

"Yes, Senior Brother Wang Ling still thinks that if I take the corpse, it will attract the perfect demon cultivator behind him, so he is unwilling to return with me. I don't know what happened to Senior Brother Wang Ling later."

"Corpse? What corpse?" Hongfu, who had not spoken yet, frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"Junior brother Yu said that he had a secret technique and had a chance of getting some information from the corpse, so he took away the corpse of the middle-stage Jindan demon cultivator that we killed before."

Before Mo Fan could speak, Lei Wanhe explained clearly to him.

"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Yu would do this." Hong Fu turned his beautiful eyes, nodded, and did not continue to ask.

Secret skills are the privacy of immortal cultivators. It is enough to know some general abilities. It is taboo to continue asking.

Mo Fan took the initiative to bring up this matter, risking the exposure of his secret. Naturally, it was not because of something wrong with his brain, but to make it easier to pick up the body later.

If you want to successfully pick up corpses in the future, a reasonable excuse is still indispensable.

Otherwise, giving different excuses every time will easily attract the attention of others.

"Disciple has met all of you! Senior Sister Song Yan insists on coming in to visit Uncle Yu in person. I don't know how to deal with it?"

While everyone was talking, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment disciple walked in anxiously and asked.

"What is she here for? Let her wait outside." Lei Wanhe had a headache when he recalled the scene a month ago when Song Yan frantically asked why he left her husband and came back alone.

He didn't even need to guess, he already knew that this crazy woman was here to ask Mo Fan.

Therefore, Lei Wanhe refused without even thinking about it.

He has already experienced that feeling, so there is no need for Mo Fan to make the same mistake again.

"Let her come in." However, Hong Fu and Lei Wanhe had different views.

After all, women prefer women.

In Hong Fu's eyes, Song Yan was also a miserable person.

The only son died in the Blood Forbidden Trial more than ten years ago, and now her husband is also dead.

"Yes!" After hearing Hong Fu's words, the reporting disciple exited the room.

After a few breaths.

A beautiful woman with tears in her eyes walked in.

I saw that she was wearing a white linen dress at this time.

As the saying goes, a woman should be pretty and filial.

Song Yan, who was wearing mourning clothes, had a different charm than usual.However, Mo Fan was not in the mood to appreciate it at this time.

Just because the moment Song Yan saw him, she once again went through the same interrogation as when he was undergoing the Blood Barrier Trial more than ten years ago.

The only difference was that he had just perfected his Qi cultivation at that time, and was nearly pushed to his knees by Song Yan, who was in the late stage of foundation building, just with her aura.

At this time, he had reached the middle stage of the late Jindan stage. Apart from feeling a little noisy, he had no other discomfort.

However, in more than ten years, the status of the two people has undergone earth-shaking changes.

At the same time, Mo Fan also found that his mind seemed to have broadened a lot.

Sure enough, everything in the world of cultivating immortals depends on strength.

When he was weak, he was oppressed to the point of suffocation.

Now I just feel like an ant is making noise in front of me.

"You're talking! You broom star! Thirteen years ago, my son entered the Blood Forbidden Trial with you. He had perfected his Qi refining and had so many treasures, but he died in the end, but you, a twelfth-level Qi refining person, didn't You survived and advanced to the golden elixir! Now my husband who is in the middle stage of the golden elixir is dead, but you, who is in the early stage of the golden elixir, have survived again! Why? Why do you profit every time? You are the one who killed them !It’s you!!”

Song Yan roared hysterically at Mo Fan.

In this regard, Mo Fan could only remain silent. A woman's sixth sense is indeed terrifying.

He really couldn't refute it. Wang Xu did die at his hands.

Although he was not responsible for Wang Ling's death, he had the ability to save him, but in the end he chose to stand by and watch.

He did make a profit from the two of them.

Fortunately, the rest of the people didn't know the inside story and just thought it was a coincidence. No one believed Song Yan's words.

"Okay!" When Song Yan came in, she scolded Mo Fan. Hongfu couldn't just sit back and ignore it. After all, she let him in.

After Song Yan calmed down, she recounted what happened before.

I don't know whether it was because no one spoke for her, or because her mood swings aroused inner demons. After listening to Hong Fu's words, Song Yan suddenly became so angry that she fainted.

"Xuan'er, send your Senior Sister Song back." Seeing Song Yan fainted, Hong Fu sighed slightly and ordered Dong Xuan'er beside him.

"Yes, Master." Dong Xuan'er had a trace of doubt in her eyes, and after one last glance at Mo Fan, she helped Song Yan leave the room.

She always felt that something was wrong with Master Feng, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

It seems that I have seen it somewhere, but it seems that I have never seen it before.

"Senior brothers and sisters, this is what happened. Thank you for your concern. Junior brother, I am a little tired, so I won't spare you any more."

After Dong Xuan'er took Song Yan out, Mo Fan also issued an eviction order.

After Song Yan made such a fuss, everyone couldn't keep hanging on. They all left the words "Have a good rest" and left the room.

……

The water flows in the east, and the leaves fall.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed since Mo Fan returned to the front line.

In this frontline where a large number of people die every day, no one pays attention to Mo Fan's return.

He also began to accept various tasks as usual.

His mission today is to guard a line of defense in the northwest with a group of foundation-building disciples from Yellow Maple Valley.

Mo Fan glanced at the leading Foundation Establishment disciple with his spiritual consciousness, and Mo Fan became thoughtful.

Coincidentally, the young man surnamed Wang, who possesses the body of Xuanyin, was actually sent out with him this time.

This made Mo Fan, who had been coveting his Xuanyin body for a long time, feel a little unable to hold back.

He has been struggling in his heart whether to secretly trick him to death.

But he is afraid that this will be judged as active murder by Golden Finger, thus reducing the probability of extraction.

The body of Xuanyin has not been seen in the entire Tiannan for hundreds of years.

It can be considered a very good physique.

The key is to have this kind of physique before you can cultivate that stunning light.

Mo Fan has already planned the future for this magical power.

In the original work, Han Li was able to forcibly give birth to a powerful supernatural power in his eyes by using Mingqing Lingshui for many years.

What if he had already cultivated the scolding divine light?
Will it be stronger?
At that time, we will cooperate with the attack on the eyeballs of the strange bird that appears in Xiaoji Palace later.

I am afraid that a powerful magical power will be fused, and Mo Fan is looking forward to it.

However, the premise for all this is that he can successfully extract the body of Xuanyin.

Just when Mo Fan was about to move, a clear message suddenly spread from near his chest to the depths of his brain, waking him up.

Forget it, let’s just wait and see.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Fan suppressed the greed in his heart.

I already have such a powerful golden finger, so there is no need to harm my fellow disciples just for the sake of a certain physique.

This will be detrimental to his subsequent breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage.

With the decision made, Mo Fan no longer paid attention to the young man named Wang, and his consciousness moved forward.

A quarter of an hour later, disciples from the Six Demonic Sects rushed over.

There was no nonsense between them. When they met, they fought against each other and fought against generals.

The one who fought against Mo Fan was an early-stage Jindan cultivator from Qianhuan Sect.

After this man saw that Mo Fan's cultivation level was comparable to his own, and that apart from the magic weapons, which were passable, and the secret skills were sparse and ordinary, a look of contempt gradually appeared on his face.

This is also a common situation when monks from large sects meet monks from small sects.

Mo Fan didn't care about this.

He already looked down upon the corpses in the early stage of Jindan.

What's more, there are many Foundation Establishment Stage disciples not far away. If he just killed people like this, it would be hard to explain.

In this way, Mo Fan manipulated the Green Brilliance Sword to fight with Qianhuan Sect, a monk in the early stage of the Golden Core.

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

Just when Mo Fan thought that today would end as smoothly as before, something unexpected happened to the battle group in the foundation building stage below.

I saw a few disciples of the Thousand Illusion Sect who were only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. After swallowing a pill that exuded a fishy smell, their aura instantly began to surge.

"Blood Burning Pill! They took the Blood Burning Pill! Hurry, retreat quickly!!"

After everyone in Huang Maple Valley sensed it, they were all shocked.

But the Qianhuan Sect disciples on the opposite side could not make everyone in Huang Maple Valley achieve their wish.

Since he dares to act like this, there must be a way to keep everyone behind.

Sure enough, when everyone in Huang Maple Valley was about to retreat, they were violently attacked by Qian Huan Sect disciples.

In just a few breaths of time, the few disciples of the Thousand Illusion Sect who had swallowed the Blood-Burning Pill in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment improved their cultivation to the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

"There is actually a blood-burning pill?" Mo Fan, whose spiritual consciousness had already covered more than fifty miles, naturally noticed the situation immediately and was a little surprised.

Burning Blood Pill, as the name suggests, burns the essence and blood in the monk's body in exchange for a short-term improvement in cultivation.

Not to mention that its side effects will greatly extend the life of the user, and the refining materials are also very precious.

In Tiannan, where resources are increasingly scarce, almost no one will use elixirs to refine blood-burning pills.

Unexpectedly, Qian Huan Sect would be willing to come up with this kind of elixir this time, which really surprised Mo Fan.

In fact, since the war started, neither side has paid special attention to the life and death of the monks in the foundation-building stage.

The other party now took out several blood-burning pills at once, and I'm afraid his intention was not small.

Is it aimed at the young man named Wang who possesses the Xuanyin Eye?
Only this kind of foundation-building monk with great potential is qualified to ask Qianhuan Sect to come up with the Blood Burning Pill.

(End of this chapter)