Retrograde fairy way

Boom!

Over a barren mountain tens of thousands of miles away from Langyuan City, thunder and thunder suddenly flashed, and amidst the roar, a large cloud of smoke and dust was raised above this mountain range.

Fortunately, few people came here, and no one came to check.

Several hours passed before the thunder in the sky dissipated.

In the depths of the ground, there is a cave that has been opened up, but the size is only tens of feet, and the furnishings are extremely simple.

Apart from a few shining formations, and even stone benches, tables and chairs, there is nothing else.

In that formation, there was a person sitting cross-legged, with black brilliance flickering all over his body, and a majestic phantom flickering behind him, it was Wang Mo.

At this time, nearly ten years had passed since he entered the Muyun Spiritual Realm, and it was only a few years since Lang Lingxue, who was reincarnated from Murong Qing, was born.

hum!

Suddenly, a faint light flashed by, and the brilliance of his chest and abdomen flickered, hesitating, and Weng Ran made a loud noise, as if a black brilliance, wrapped in a black-purple light bead, flashed out, like the scorching sun. Ordinary, but the color is very strange.

Looking carefully, in the flickering light, there is a crystal-clear villain about the size of a foot, which is his second Nascent Soul!

At the moment when the Nascent Soul flashed, Wang Mo, who had his eyes closed, opened and closed his eyes, and two terrifying rays of light flashed by. Although the phantom behind him did not disappear, it weakened a lot.

"call!"

Breathing out lightly, Wang Mo's technique with both hands changed slightly, and the magic baby disappeared in the chest in a blink of an eye, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked up and whispered: "Finally, it's done. At this speed, it will be ready in a few decades." If you reach the realm of transforming gods, then you can draw out your natal Nascent Soul, and if you succeed in transforming into a god in one fell swoop, you should go and see how Murong Qing is doing!"

As he spoke, he waved his arms, and the magic baby floating in front of his chest submerged into his chest again and disappeared.

He stood up, shook his dust-free robe, and walked out of the cave in a flash.

......

In Langyuan City, it is still the same as when we came here at the beginning of the year, there is not much change, people come and go, even though there are not many people with advanced cultivation, they still live happily.

Wang Mo was walking on the street, wearing a blood-blue robe, which also had an illusioned appearance, just like an ordinary monk, walking casually, the monks here did not notice any abnormality in him.

Seemingly walking aimlessly, Wang Mo has already spread his consciousness, searching for available information.

Although I have been in Lingyu for nearly ten years, I have never observed the customs of people in Lingyu like I do now. Although I know a lot from those mine repairers, I haven't seen it with my own eyes after all.

"It's interesting, considering Murong Qing's reincarnation and recultivation, it's not surprising that he has reached such a state!"

Suddenly, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth turned up slightly, his eyes showed a hint of joy, he babbled a few times, and disappeared on the street in a flash.

The people around didn't notice at all that there was one person missing.

When Wang Mo reappeared, he had already appeared in a corner of a busy street, standing beside a big tree, looking forward.

Among the crowd where he looked, there was a little girl in red clothes who looked like an elf.

The people around looked at this woman with flattering and smiling eyes, and they all moved out of the way for her, and beside her was a green leather puppy about the size of a foot.

Everyone in Langyuan City knew that this girl was Lang Lingxue, the little princess of the Lang family.

This kind of talent, in this barbaric land, is already a person like Tianjiao, and even a disciple of the Xuanling Sect, the strongest sect here, has the intention of accepting disciples after passing through this place.

Lang Hongshan, the head of the Lang family, was overjoyed at this. In his opinion, his granddaughter, who might not be able to be born alive, has become a favorite, and he loves her very much.

If it weren't for his parents who really didn't want their daughter to leave at such a young age, they would have been picked up by the Huashen disciple, but even so, they had sent her to Xuanlingzong after promising her granddaughter to build a foundation.

To this, the cultivator of Huashen naturally had no objection, but Lang Yuancheng did not stop there. Many monks learned that after the Lang family had such a talented girl, they all had crooked ideas.

With such qualifications, as long as they are cultivated, it is not difficult to produce a top-notch furnace, so many monks came to snatch this girl.

But after learning that this girl was reported by the disciple of the Xuanling Sect and directly accepted as a registered disciple by a deacon of the Nirvana Realm, no one dared to do so again.

You must know that in such a barren place, the Nirvana Realm powerhouse is already an existence that countless people look up to, not to mention, in the Xuanling Sect, it is said that there is also a Spiritual Void Realm overlord.

Although it is not known whether it is true or not, it is groundless. Even if it is just a rumor, it is enough to deter many people with bad intentions.

What's more, there are quite a few strong people who come to betroth their children and grandchildren, and they are everywhere. Regarding this, the old head of the Lang family naturally refused them one by one.

The green-skinned puppy, in Wang Mo's eyes, had already looked up at him, but as if he had never seen him, he still followed Lang Lingxue step by step, faithfully guarding her safety.

This little dog was transformed by the Black Wolf and the Green Horned Beast. Over the years, it has also been secretly eliminating those who plot wrongdoing. When encountering those who cannot match, it will notify Wang Mo to come.

Fortunately, with Lang Lingxue's young cultivation base, it is not enough to attract the heart of the strong Nirvana, so that she can maintain it until now. Unless she wants to accept him as a disciple, I am afraid she will have other plans.

The current Lang Lingxue is young and has a nascent spirit, not enough to accept Murong Qinghua's primordial spirit into the body, but sealed in the depths of the primordial spirit.

With the powerful spells set up by the ancestors of Dao Lingjing in his blood, not to mention the overlord of the Lingxu Realm of Xuanlingzong, even if he is really a Daoling fairy by his side, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to tell a thing or two.

At the same time, in the open and in the dark, there are more than a dozen people protecting them. In the clear, there are seven or eight Foundation Establishment guards who follow not far away, but in the dark, there are several alchemy masters with dark breaths.

"Is it the Xuanling Sect? Forget it, after entering this kind of sect, worshiping under the strongmen of the Nirvana Realm is somewhat safer, but I don't need to protect him all the time. After I can enter the sect, I will retreat Time to break through to transform into a god!"

Looking at the carefree Lang Lingxue who was still jumping up and down as if he didn't realize it, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with thought, and he disappeared on the street in a flash.

Even those guards arranged by the head of the Lang family to protect Lang Lingxue did not realize that their little princess had just been spied on.

However, with their cultivation base that they dare not build a foundation, even if they find out, it may not help.

Time flies, and another three years have passed. The talented little princess of the Lang family has finally reached the stage of foundation establishment, and the time has come for her to be picked up by the powerful Xuanlingzong.

However, she was quite reluctant on the face, because the green leather puppy who had been with her for eight years and was inseparable was gone.

He is young and simple-minded, but he can't forget his playmates, and most of all he doesn't want to leave his parents.

However, Lang Mingkun and his wife were frightened by the majesty of the patriarch's father, so they taught their daughter strictly that after going to the sect, they must obey the teacher's instructions.

Even so, she was still crying and being reprimanded for a while before she calmed down.

It was still a day of heavy snowfall, when the powerful Xuanling Sect finally arrived, the majestic and powerful black boat landed on the top of Langyuan City, but a few disciples were sent into the city to pick up Lang Lingxue, and there was no more Stay longer.

Of course, the Lang family also got the care of Xuanlingzong for this daughter, and bestowed many treasures.

When the Lang family was celebrating endlessly, no one took care of them. Lang Mingkun and his wife looked lonely and full of reluctance, even though all this was because of their daughter.

All of this, in their view, should be, family members, contribute to the family, when necessary, even give their lives, it is natural.

The members of the Lang family, and even everyone in Langyuan City, did not notice that in the wind and snow, a lonely figure stood on the top of the mountain, looking up, beside him, there was a cyan figure about the size of a foot. puppy.

If people from Lang Yuancheng were by their side, they would surely find that that puppy was Lang Lingxue's pet for eight years.

And that standing figure was no doubt Wang Mo, looking at the boat where Xuanlingzong took Lang Lingxue away, muttering: "Hehe, I wish you a speedy baby and regain your memory!"

After saying that, in the whistling wind and snow, his figure disappeared in a flash.

......

Time flies, and more than ten years have passed in a flash.

In that barren mountain underground cave, above Wang Mo's head, stood a black phantom, and the phantom behind it had already dimmed by half, but the aura of the remaining phantom was even stronger. Majestic and pure.

"The soul is revealed, and the spirit is transformed!"

Wang Mo waved his hands, the brilliance flashed, and the phantom above his head suddenly swayed, and the brilliance exploded, soaring violently, and it turned into a size of several feet before stopping.

But after only a few breaths of time, the phantom suddenly converged inward until it turned into the size of an ordinary person. Suddenly, in a flash, it formed a figure dressed in black with the same appearance as Wang Mosi. It is its primordial spirit.

At the moment when he transformed into a god, there was a faint light flashing on his left chest, and the magic baby had already appeared by his side.

It's just that Wang Mo didn't find a suitable magic treasure to be the magic baby's natal treasure.

With his current eyesight, ordinary things really don't look good, not to mention, in his current situation, it is the most important thing to lead out the natal Nascent Soul, so that it can also be extradited by the Nascent Soul and reach the state of transformation.

As the magic baby flashed, I saw it standing in front of Wang Mo, slightly opening its small mouth towards the shadow behind it, and suddenly a suction flashed instantly.

In the midst of Weng Ran's shock, the black lines on Wang Mo's skin suddenly flashed with faint lights at this moment, as if they were about to struggle, but they couldn't withstand the suction force from the magic baby's mouth, and all the dark lights did not enter the devil's mouth. In the baby's mouth.

At the same time, the magic light on the demon baby's body suddenly increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the aura of the whole body was instantly raised, and at an extremely fast speed, it began to absorb the magic energy in the demon shadow.

The primordial spirit flying above Wang Mo's head kept making tricks at this moment, punching Taoist formulas into the ghost shadow to help the magic baby.

Only when the soul is transformed into the primordial spirit, its majestic power of consciousness can help the primordial infant to break through itself and accommodate more powerful mana. This is the standard of the realm of transforming gods.