The Autobiography of Cinnamon

Chapter 240 The Mediocre Princess 92
"No——" Chu Mo struggled to highlight a word, and her instinctive desire to survive made her struggle desperately. Inside this gelatinous object, she couldn't breathe at all. Chu Mo waved his limbs, and gradually felt the muscles of his whole body slowly started to stiffen.

The next moment, Chu Mo suddenly stopped struggling, but fixedly looked at the bright light in front of him.

This is the feeling of being on the verge of death. Although she has experienced it once, but that time came so suddenly that she died before she even felt it.

That's it, Gong Mo felt the same way when he was dying.

In the darkness, Chu Mo slowly relaxed his limbs. To be precise, those limbs began to stiffen in a strange posture.

The man on the well frowned, and looked at the well with some uncertainty. Is this the beginning?Things went more smoothly than he imagined.

Chu Mo passed out, and in the chaos, it seemed to be in another world.

She is a carefree mountain elf who transformed into a human form due to her immortal energy. It stands to reason that in Jiuqu Prefecture, there are many forms that are more convenient and advanced than human forms. However, since when, It is fashionable for all the Sanren of Xianjia to be able to transform into human form.

She is a fairy body that has just begun to take shape. With a strong heart, she works harder than other fairy families in everything, and she has no distractions, and she is devoted to the cultivation of immortals.

In 500 years, she became the youngest Sanren in Jiuqu Prefecture, but Lao Er Xian did not recognize her status as a Sanren. Waited a while.

Not reconciled, she continued to practice, and after another 500 years, she was still a Linxian Sanren.

Even the immortals began to laugh at her, blindly cultivating, who has never even experienced mortal experience, the transformed human form is just a shell, just like a villager in the countryside, without the complicated costumes and exquisite jewelry.

Isn't it just the mortal experience?

She couldn't figure out how difficult it was for such a simple thing.

So he drew up a fairy art, and also produced a copy of "Mortal World Immortal Record", and started to practice pretendingly.

She thought that Fanchen Xianlu was also for cultivation, and what was added was her cultivation, so that she could create more illusions.

But she was wrong, this mortal fairy record was clearly here to waste her time.

Immortal cultivation failed, and even the cultivation of the eight classics was delayed.

She was dazzled by the demon on the road of Xianxiu, and after realizing it, she was kicked off by the old man Xian and began to experience the mortal world in earnest, saving the dazed Xianxiu.

However, this mortal experience didn't seem to have any effect. The immortal energy trapped in the fairy mountain was surrounded by layers, trapping her fairy body like a cocoon, and countless phantoms almost broke her head. The human form that he thought he had experienced was extremely tough, but at this moment he was already riddled with holes.

As an undisciplined person, she began to realize the role of this mortal experience for the first time, maybe it wasn't something superficially illusory as she thought, but it was too late, and the dilapidated wisdom began to crack.

"Ah——" Chu Mo opened her eyes, and she suddenly became sober, allowing her to see that she seemed to be in a sea of ​​flames.

She is at the bottom of the water, how could there be fire?
Chu Mo didn't have time to explore, but instinctively tried his best to grab the bright light in front of him, like a moth to a flame, Chu Mo didn't know what this light was, and how it would end next.

"Ah——" The temperature of the bright light is as high as that of a red-hot Luotie. It is impossible for Chu Mo to give up his hands. He can only see that the bright light splits out bright silk threads at a speed visible to the naked eye. , quickly entangled towards her whole body.

Silkworm cocoons——

Chu Mo didn't know why there was such a description, but when he lowered his head, he found that his body had already been trapped and locked by another cocoon.

The black vine-like thing had already covered her whole body, and the bright light quickly ignited the entire vine.

Immediately afterwards, like igniting a fire, this bright thing lit up the vines all over Chu Mo's body.

The scorching heat almost made Chu Mo faint, when a voice broke in suddenly.

"start……"

Chu Mo suddenly opened his eyes, put aside the ancient thoughts that seemed to be immersed in his mind, slowly gathered his state of mind, and focused all his attention on his whole body.

Energy cultivation, this seems to be a very familiar thing, she seems to have done it for hundreds or thousands of years.

Chu Mo immediately returned to the familiar state, the invisible and intangible things in her body quickly rushed into the five meridians and six meridians, and the vines tightly wrapped around her body began to undulate slowly.

Start with the smallest beat and slowly speed up.

Chu Mo floated in the water, and the heat began to be slowly discarded from perception.

The man outside the well stood for an unknown how long, the sun rose and set, and night turned into day again. Suddenly, the man opened his eyes and took a step back.

"It's a success—" The man glanced at the sky, the dawn light was climbing up to the ground, and when the first light was shining on the edge of the well, suddenly, a shock spread slowly on the soles of his feet.

"Boom--" It was like a muffled thunder coming from the ground, without attracting anyone's attention, the dust on the eaves was constantly being shaken off, and the stones on the ground began to sieve and jump violently.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Finally someone ran out of the house, dazed with a hangover.

"Ah - who are you, dare to be in front of me..."

"Come here—" followed by the noise, the sound of gongs and drums, the sound of hasty footsteps, accompanied by the violent shaking of the soles of the feet.

When the first house collapsed, everyone was shocked, and 30 to [-] people had already gathered around the well.

"You, who are you, dare to break into the territory of my Zlan clan—"

"Patriarch, how did he come in?" More people wondered.

The Zilan tribe is different from other foreign races. People who are not from the Zilan tribe cannot enter this place at all, and they have never seen outsiders since they were born and raised.

"You, it's you, you did all of this?" More houses began to shake, and the patriarch asked tremblingly.

But the man in front of him was still calm, he just turned his head and quietly glanced at this group of savage-like humans dressed in fur.

"There is not much time left for you, if you want to survive, run away—"

The patriarch was taken aback, and pointed at the man in front of him tremblingly with the stick in his hand.

"It's you, it's really you who made it, hurry up, stop—"

The man in front of him didn't seem to be disturbed by the trembling earth and everything being shaken, but he smiled slightly and shook his head.

"It's not me. It's not me who caused all this. It's you, the Zilan clan, who are self-destructive. You have the best holy land, but you blindly ask for it, and you don't know how to make progress. That's what led to today's consequences—"

Everyone was stunned, and those clansmen looked at each other in blank dismay. In the deathly silence, a scream pierced the dawn sky.

"what--"

"Run away—"

"This place is going to collapse—"

(End of this chapter)