Retrograde fairy way

Wang Mo lay powerlessly on the ground, watching the two treasures fight, the statue fell down weakly.

Coincidentally, the place where the statue fell was just above Wang Mo's forehead. Subconsciously, he wanted to dodge, but when the incident came to an end, he found that he couldn't lift up any strength.

He could only watch helplessly as the statue fell on his forehead, and secretly prayed that the thing was not as heavy as he imagined, so as not to blow his head open.

"Huh? Why doesn't it hurt?" He closed his eyes and counted when the statue would hit his forehead, but he didn't feel the same way after waiting. Wang Mo opened his eyes and looked around in a little doubt, but found no trace of the statue. , there is only a mess in the eyes.

The house, which was considered complete at first, was already dilapidated, and Pontur was turned into fly ash by the red line shot by the statue.

"Hey! Come back!"

Vaguely, Wang Mo seemed to hear something, and when he pricked up his ears to listen carefully, he found that he couldn't hear anything.

Shaking his head, he thought it was just a series of battles, and he didn't pay much attention to the illusion caused by excessive mental tension.

But when he calmed down, he always felt that there was something missing in his heart, empty.

"Boom! Crash!"

"Not good!" As the world spun for a while, the ground began to collapse. Wang Mo, who had been in a daze for a while, realized that due to the fight between Ziwu and the statue, this cave was on the verge of collapse.

Before he had time to think about it, his body seemed to have regained a bit of strength at this moment. He took out a bottle of healing elixir from the storage bag and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Pfft!"

But he didn't run very far, the violent shaking made it impossible for Wang Mo to use his feet, and he fell into the torrential water rushing out of the crack.

No one knew that when Ponturi's mind and soul were all extinguished, two blood lights suddenly flashed in a dark cave in a distant unknown place.

"Who killed this deity's soul? No matter who you are, if you take this demon's things, go to heaven or go to hell, this demon will recover it!" A deep and hoarse voice came out, as if wrapped in endless cold wind Usually, the world was filled with howls of ghosts and wolves.

But this strange cold wind came and went quickly, and as the sound dissipated, the two strange blood lights disappeared, and the world once again returned to calm.

……

"Cough cough!"

On the edge of a river bed, Wang Mo woke up slowly, watching the dazzling white light dodge slightly.

He touched his cheek subconsciously, but found that it was rough and dry, so he gave a forced smile: "Hey!"

This time, I thought that I would gain something, I could get a second-level fire attribute spiritual thing, so that I could further practice "Five Elements Refining the Body", but I didn't think that the cultivation method was improved, but I didn't gain anything else, and I had to go through life and death several times.

Even though Wang Mo has gone through hardships in his life, he can't help lamenting that his fate is too short, every time he is injured, he seems to fall into the water and escape.

Fortunately, Wang Mo's heart is firm and resolute, but he just expressed his feelings, so he quickly collected his thoughts,

Carefully looking around, seeing that there was no danger, he took out the elixir again, but Wang Mo found that his physical damage was far worse than imagined.

It's not just one or two pills that can be repaired. Fortunately, the breath of Youshui is formed. Although the five elements are not complete, the breath of Youshui is of great benefit to self-care, even if the breath of Youshui is still too strong at this time. Weak, but to Wang Mo's body at this time, it was like sending charcoal in the snow.

After recovering a bit of strength and identifying the next direction, Wang Mo found a more secret place and began to heal slowly.

It took several months, avoiding many monks along the way, before returning to Qingshanfang City!

When Yang Wucai's family learned that Ponturi was dead, they were naturally grateful to Wang Mo. What's more, Wang Mo also promised to teach Yang Zhong, which made Yang Wucai and his wife overjoyed.

In a flash, more than a year has passed. During this year, apart from raising his body, Wang Mo taught Yang Zhong how to practice every day. inside.

During this year, Wang Mo learned that the time in the Gulong Mountain Range was quite lively. Some people said that it was the birth of a strange treasure, some people said that it was the Saint's Cave, and there were various legends.

For this, Wang Mojie laughed it off, and he knew in his heart that if he guessed correctly, it must be because of that accident.

But these have nothing to do with him.

Yang Wucai's family also knows that there are not many Wang Mo. For a monk, as long as he has Bigu Pill, let alone a year, he will not be surprised even if he does not go out for several years. He heard that there are people with advanced cultivation bases. , or even decades or even a hundred years, there are rumors of not going out, as long as you can stand the loneliness.

His son, Yang Zhong, was in a naughty stage, but Yang Wucai told him not to disturb Wang Mo's cultivation at will, and Wang Mo taught him very harshly from time to time, so Yang Zhong was a little afraid of him, so Yang Wucai's family treated Wang Mo well. Except for Wang Mo personally telling them to avoid the practice place that day, since they moved into this shop, they have never entered it again.

"Huh!" Slowly exhaling a foul breath, Wang Mo opened his eyes and looked at his hands.

At this time, Wang Mo, although his face was still slightly old and wrinkled, but the injuries caused by that day were almost gone.

"It's time to practice the breath of green wood!" Wang Mo muttered to himself, and wiped the storage bag with his right hand, and an extra jade box appeared.

Looking at the jade box in his hand, Wang Mo's eyes flashed. It was exactly what he got in a dense forest when he came to the Skyfire Realm. I'll take care of this business.

Gently opened the jade box, inside was covered with a piece of golden brocade cloth, and a strong wood-type vitality spread over the surface.

Wang Mo took a deep breath with a slightly intoxicated look, and quickly held it in his hand.

The effect of this green spirit wood on cultivating the physical body is obviously no worse than that of the breath of Youshui. Wang Mo only felt that the hundreds of millions of pores all over his body were opened, which was indescribably refreshing.

Time flies like a white horse, and it is fleeting, and another year has passed.

On this day, Yang Zhong came to the house again. Being a child, he wanted to muster up the courage to take a look, but at this moment the closed door creaked open.

"Ah!" After a jump, Yang Zhong backed up without falling, his body was unstable, and he fell backwards. When he was about to fall to the ground, there was a gentle force all over his body, supporting him up.

The child's mind changed very quickly, and he was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground just now, now he looked around curiously, seeing that there was no difference, he looked at the open door.

"Sir!" Seeing Wang Mo appear, Yang Zhong hurriedly put on a nervous face.

Wang Mo looked at Yang Zhong's appearance, a long-lost smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it was fleeting, he gently closed the door, took a few steps forward, patted Yang Zhong's forehead lightly, and then went out of the courtyard.

Hearing his son's exclamation, Yang Wucai rushed out of the house, but when he saw such a scene, he stood there in a daze, as if thinking of something, he recovered after a while, and walked quickly to the slightly flickering Yang Wu. She was by her side, but she didn't strictly ask him not to come here as before, but hugged him deeply in her arms.

Not far from the shop, Wang Mo, who was strolling, paused slightly, and then walked forward.

For the situation of the two of them, you can see both of them. Yang Zhong's performance in the past two years can also be seen. Don't say that he is a child who has just started to practice and does not even have a cultivation level. Even if it is Yang Wucai, if he wants to It's impossible to break into his training place by force, but Wang Mo doesn't care too much about a child.

What's more, the warmth of Yang Wucai's family also made Wang Mo's mood rare.

It has been two years since he left the shop. Although his cultivation base has not increased much, but such uninterrupted practice, even Wang Mo, who is as determined as Wang Mo, can't bear it. Seriously, he is only about forty Forget it, this is still adding the age of the previous life.

Even though he has practiced so far, he still likes the feeling of walking slowly. Only in this way, amidst countless killings, he feels that he is still a person, not those monks who are full of words.

This time I went out, but I didn't intend to go far. I wandered around a few streets casually, relieved the depression in my heart, and planned to turn around and return to my residence.

"Little friend, stay!"

Looking at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, the corners of Wang Mo's eyes twitched undetectably. Although he didn't radiate divine consciousness, he was obviously not an ordinary person to be able to bully him in such a situation.

"I don't know what's the matter, senior?" Knowing that the old man in front of him is not a mortal, Wang Mo felt nervous for a while, but thinking that this place is not far away from Da Xia, he definitely cannot be an acquaintance.

"Hehe, little friend, don't worry about it. Old man Tong Yansu, we hit it off right away. If it's okay, can we have a drink together!" Tong Yansu laughed, his expression was natural, without any artificiality.

"This... alright! Please, senior!" He wanted to refuse to come, but when he saw Tong Yansu looking at him, Wang Mo was startled, and then he realized that the person in front of him was probably a person who was above the alchemy stage Cultivator, he suddenly changed his mind.

As we all know, when a monk reaches the alchemy state, his body will involuntarily radiate his own attribute vitality. Looking from afar, it looks like a cloud and colorful clothes. It is because the mind cannot reach the level after the breakthrough, and he cannot completely control his own surge. The vitality just appeared, just like Yu Chengwei before.

When he reached the middle stage of alchemy, he would slowly take away the colorful clothes when he became familiar with these vitality, and the old man in front of him who claimed to be Tong Yansu was obviously like this.

The pressure he brought to Wang Mo was stronger than Ning Yuanshan and Xia Zhanfeng, and far inferior to Tang Zhenye. He must be a monk in the middle or late stage of alchemy.

"Hehe, good!" Seeing Wang Mo being so upbeat, Tong Yansu chuckled, and then took the lead to go to a restaurant, as if he had no fear that Wang Mo would run away.

Seeing this situation, Wang Mo's heart tightened, and Xian's heart was even more certain of the previous guess, without much hesitation, he followed Tong Yansu and went to the restaurant.

The so-called blessing is not a disaster, but a disaster cannot be avoided!At this time, although it is impossible to say, Tong Yansu is a sword and Wang Mo is a fish, but his arms can't twist his thighs, and Wang Mo can't.