Cultivating immortals is a hard job

Under the illumination of the magma, the surroundings were brightly lit. This was already the deepest point in the cave. The entire cave was about three to four feet high. In addition to some rocks that were burnt black, there were also rocks scattered everywhere. Nothing can be seen except the brimstone.

The two of them stayed outside the lava pool for a full quarter of an hour. Mo Xun felt that this was the longest and most difficult quarter of an hour he had ever spent in his life.

At this moment, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his head was constantly steaming, as if he was in a steamer.

At this moment, somewhere in the molten magma, it suddenly rolled violently.

Wuji Sanren on the side burst out laughing after seeing this strange movement, and even said: "I didn't expect that this little thing is still here after hundreds of years. God help me!"

Mo Xun frowned and was a little confused for a moment. From what the other party meant, there should be something in the lava pool.

But having said that, at such a high temperature, even if there is something, wouldn't it have been burned long ago?

After laughing, Wuji Sanren turned his head, looked at Mo Xun up and down, left a sentence of "come with me", and walked towards the way he came.

Mo Xun quickly chased after him. To be honest, he didn't want to stay in this place for a moment longer.

As he moved away from the lava pool, Mo Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the discomfort in his body gradually eased a little.

The two returned to the entrance of the cave, and Wuji Sanren suddenly said: "Next, I will teach you a spell. Once I cast a spell inside, and something comes out, you can use this spell to stop it for a while. Just half a moment, okay?”

The corner of Mo Xun's mouth moved. Could he say he didn't want to learn?

Seeing Mo Xun's obedient nod, Wuji Sanren patted his shoulder with a smile on his lips.

In the next half day, under the guidance of Wuji Sanren, Mo Xun learned a fire spell for the first time in such a short period of time.

Wuji Sanren nodded with satisfaction, but Mo Xun felt bitter in his heart. During the learning process, he had thought about whether he should learn faster or procrastinate and pretend that he couldn't learn.

After final weighing, he felt that it would be better to play less tricks in front of this old monster who had lived for who knows how many years.

Although once you learn it, you will eventually be unable to escape misfortune, but if you fail to learn it, the person may be so angry that he will be slapped to death on the spot!

If there is no use value, what is the use of keeping him?

After Wuji Sanren gave a few simple instructions, he was about to turn around and enter the cave again, but just after taking two steps, he suddenly turned back and looked at Mo Xun with a cold face.

"Boy, don't think about escaping. I have already left a mark on you. As long as you are in Tianxiang Valley, I have at least dozens of ways to find you. When the time comes, it will be to extract your soul or refine it. , then maybe!”

In the cold gaze of the other party, Mo Xun felt a chill all over his body. He hurriedly said that he didn't dare, but secretly swore in his heart that if he could escape by chance, he would take revenge sooner or later.

Looking at Wuji Sanren's retreating back, Mo Xun clenched his fists tightly, and his face suddenly darkened. At this moment, he desperately hoped that he could become stronger.

Letting out a heavy breath, he turned around and came to the entrance of the cave, looking at the white abyss under his feet, seeming to be making some kind of difficult choice.