Retrograde fairy way

Time passed, and nearly ten years passed in a flash. On Tianfeng Continent, there was a sound of excitement.

In the past ten years, the cultivators of Tianfeng Continent finally started to counterattack the Demon Realm from the aggrieved defense, further compressing the places occupied by the Demon Cultivators.

As time went by, those demon cultivators saw that the situation was over, and gradually felt remorse. They shouldn't have abandoned Tianfeng Continent, the land where they were born and raised, and then joined the demon clan, so that they are now in an embarrassing situation.

There are also occasional demon cultivators who, with one cruel heart and one gritted teeth, devote themselves to the side of Tianfeng Continent and become double-faced rebels. Naturally, these monks are not pleasing to both sides.

But for these former Northwest Demon Realm monks who surrendered, as long as they were not infected with the breath of the real demon, Tianfeng Continent would accept them all, and spread the news to attract more monks to surrender.

As soon as the news spread, those demon cultivators who were still hesitating stopped waiting and moved closer to the defense lines of the two states.

Those demon monks who saw no hope, were contaminated with the breath of real demons, and turned themselves into demons, suddenly no longer had any chances, and became extremely suspicious of the demon cultivators around them, and a series of conflicts broke out because of this. A lot of killings appeared, which caused the morale of the Moxiu side to become even lower.

But at this time, far above the Sky Eagle Cliff in the depths of the Xiyuan Demon Sea, a mass of extremely rich vitality was slowly dissipating, and there were countless huge corpses floating in the surrounding sea water, as if there had been an extremely tragic event General Wars.

The beautiful figure of Bai Yingli stands in the void, with her daughter Jade Eagle standing on her shoulders, frowning slightly, staring nervously at the entrance of a cave on the top of the cliff.

Wrapped in a mass of blood flames, Xue Yi stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, his gaze swept coldly across the sea in all directions, and there seemed to be a faint hint of excitement.

Qing Pi and Lei Peng showed huge beast bodies, separated from each other, and stared at the sea area closely, as if they were guarding against something.

In the cave, Wang Mo sat cross-legged, his whole body was covered with green and golden true energy, surrounded by clouds and mist, it turned into gaseous rich spiritual energy, with his eyes closed, he made a wonderful gesture at his dantian with both hands.

"What the hell is this?"

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness under the Sky Spirit above his head, a little man about a foot long and covered in blue-gold fluorescent light was staring at the cloud-shrouded interior in front of him, muttering to himself.

The clear eyebrows and eyes of the villain are exactly the same as Wang Mo's. He is Wang Mo's own Nascent Soul, and he is wearing a golden scale armor all over his body, which looks quite heroic.

At this time, he was looking at a huge black statue in the sea of ​​consciousness, surrounded by a piece of purple light, which seemed to be locked.

This thing is exactly the same as what he saw when he first encountered the demon spirit in Tianhuo State.

However, at that time, he only remembered that the object hit his forehead, and he didn't feel it anymore. He didn't expect it to jump into his own sea of ​​consciousness.

When he broke through to Nascent Soul, he discovered the existence of this thing, and whenever he had free time, he would come to observe it.

You must know that the Sea of ​​Consciousness is the place where the power of divine consciousness is stored. If you are a little careless, you will be in a situation of eternal doom. How can you not worry about being occupied by such an unknown and powerful thing?

But Wang Mo didn't dare to touch it lightly, he could only wait and see from a distance like this, unable to take any action.

For a hundred years, every time he approached this object within a certain distance, he would feel an extremely oppressive feeling. Even though it would not bring him any injuries, that kind of suffocating oppression was something no one wanted to bear. .

Even if he retreated for so long and finally broke through to the late stage of Nascent Soul, he didn't want to bear even a trace of that dull depression.

"Forget it, maybe in the future the cultivation level is high enough to remove this thing, the most important thing now is to solve Brother Jin's injury, I hope there will be no delay!"

Yuanying's face was full of helplessness, and then he nodded his head, and disappeared without a trace.

When the Nascent Soul disappeared, Wang Mo, who was sitting upright and silent, slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light shot out, causing the dense aura around him to spread suddenly.

"receive!"

Opening his mouth and inhaling, the aura in the cave turned into a stream of silver-white mist, which suddenly gathered in his mouth, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After absorbing these auras, Wang Mo dispersed the formulas in his hands, stood up and walked slowly outside.

It is said that there is no time in practice, and one is silent in retreat, and one cannot know the length of time by oneself. When practicing, it is impossible to keep an eye on the progress of time while practicing.

After opening many restrictions along the way, as soon as he got out of the cave, Wang Mo saw Bai Yingli who was looking forward to it not far away, and hurried over: "Sister-in-law, how is brother?"

"Fortunately, it's less than ten years since your retreat!"

Bai Yingli's expression was slightly relaxed, but she said nervously, "Can we proceed now?"

"The sooner the better, since it didn't exceed expectations, it's enough to count points in advance!"

Wang Mo's face flashed with joy, he didn't expect the breakthrough to be so smooth, he nodded and said: "It's not too late, let's start now, how is the preparation going?"

"It's all ready!"

Bai Yingli's face was filled with joy, and she took out a ring and handed it to Wang Mo without hesitation.

"Okay, this should be enough. Next, it depends on whether the eldest brother can resist himself!"

Wang Mo was not polite, he held it directly in his hand, poked out his spiritual sense to look inside, then withdrew his divine sense and nodded after a while.

Bai Yingli also breathed a sigh of relief. Naturally, she would not have the slightest omission in this kind of matter.

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A few months later, in the Healing Center of Golden Eagle Crying in Tianyingya, Wang Mo looked at the brilliance flashing formation in front of him with a solemn and tired face, and kept dancing with his hands one after another, casting Taoist formulas from time to time to sink into it.

In the light group, the handsome figure of the Golden Eagle crowing inside can be vaguely seen, the golden feathers are dim, and there are streaks of black-red mist and pink-green mist slowly floating out.

On top of it, the Cangming Halberd hummed and spun straight, like a sharp blade, piercing into a ball of halo, dissolving the demonic energy absorbed in it from time to time.

As time passed, the devilish energy emanating from Jin Yingtiao's body became weaker and weaker until it disappeared.

"Congeal!"

Suddenly, a light flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, he let out a deep drink, and his hands suddenly joined together.

With a sound of Hula, the surrounding disks gathered suddenly, bursting out endless brilliance, and above it, the Cangming halberd clanged and buzzed, and turned into a blue rainbow in an instant, with endless sharp breath, It suddenly fell into Wang Mo's mouth.

At the same time, the brilliance attached to Jin Yingci's body also gradually dissipated.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo took a deep breath, turned his left wrist suddenly, and a small jade bottle with fluorescent lights flashing all over his body appeared in his hand.

Then he made a tactic with one hand and pointed towards the mouth of the bottle, Guanghua sank into it, and with a soft bang, the cork popped out automatically.

After the cork was opened, there was no abnormal movement, not even a trace of fragrance overflowing, but it was such a breathless jade bottle, Wang Mo's expression was extremely dignified.

Slowly tilting the mouth of the bottle, there was a crisp sound of ding, and a drop of turquoise liquid slowly flowed out from the mouth of the bottle, about the size of a pea, crystal clear, it was hard to imagine that this liquid made a sound of porcelain colliding.

"call!"

Wang Mo breathed lightly, and a ball of essence came out, enveloping the liquid droplet, and with a chirping sound, the liquid droplet vibrated, expanded as if melting, and turned into a ball Fog floated up.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo waved his hands suddenly, pouring out his true energy, covering all the mist, like a balloon full of mist, and then pushing forward.

With a soft puff sound, the light group spread out as soon as it touched Jin Yingci's body, and the chi chi sounded continuously, and the scars on his body began to appear at this moment at a speed visible to the naked eye Red bloodshot and starting to heal.

"It's finally done, the rest is up to you!"

Wang Mo's throat squirmed for a while, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he collapsed to the side, took a few breaths, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, turned his wrist and took out a bottle of elixir to swallow, recovering a little , then got up and walked out.

When it appeared, Bai Yingli, who had been waiting outside for a long time, went forward to meet him, looking at Wang Mo with a worried look on her face, and hesitated to speak.

In order to prevent Wang Mo from being disturbed by any accidents during the casting of the spell, she had to wait with anxiety in her heart, and even sent her daughter away. One can imagine Bai Yingli's mood at this time.

"Sister-in-law, things are going well. With the elixir such as Tianyang Linglu, it will definitely not be a problem to restore his physical injuries. Considering the state of my brother for so many years, this kind of trauma should be able to survive!"

Although physically and mentally exhausted at this time, Wang Mo still tried to comfort him.

Tianyang Linglu is a rare fifth-order spiritual creature in the world, which can be called a magic medicine for the living dead.

Moreover, this product is expensive because of its extremely stable medicinal properties, which is the most rare thing for Golden Eagle Crow at this time.

If Bai Yingli hadn't found this thing, Wang Mo wouldn't have dared to say that.

"Thanks a lot!"

Looking at his tired face, which looked like a man in his 40s at this moment, Bai Yingli flashed apologetically.

In the bottom of his heart, he knew very well that Wang Mo's dedication in the past few months was only the natal magic weapon that had been separated from his body for nearly ten years. I am afraid that no monk has ever done such an act, unless he died.

"This is what my brother should do!"

Wang Mo took a breath, shook his head slowly, and then said: "Sister-in-law, let's go see elder brother. If everything goes well, I will wake up in about ten and a half months, and I will meet you again at that time!"

"Okay, hurry up and rest, I'll go see Lao Jin!"

Bai Yingli nodded, and couldn't wait to enter the cave to check the situation of Golden Eagle Crowing.

Seeing her leaving back, Wang Mo shook his head slowly, turned and left on his own.

When the two sides met back then, it was quite a coincidence. If Jin Yingti hadn't captured him, he might have fallen into the hands of the demon grandson Anyun who followed him. This was a gift from Jin Yingti. Known in Yuanying's consciousness.

That Nascent Soul was none other than Liao Zhifan, an elder of Demon Demon Sect. When Wang Mo went to Tianyun Prefecture to find Xue Yinhu and his wife, he also obtained the secret technique of turning clouds and chasing breath from him.

But now, Wang Mo also understands that the prohibition imposed on him by the ancestor Yufan of the Qing Yuzong in the past happened every six years, and each time became stronger. In the end, with his cultivation base, he would undoubtedly die. It was also Bai Yingli who transformed her.

Wang Mo kept all these in mind, this was not favor, nor friendship, but kindness.

This kindness is not something that I can repay after saving you once or twice. Even though there is always a trace of coincidence and accident between each other, it is not enough to cut off the existence of this kindness.