The Burial of the Fantasy City

“It turns out that what we need to comprehend is not such as the Emperor Extreme Realm, the Emperor Extreme Realm, and the Heavenly Extreme Realm… The extreme realm, but the 100,000 extreme realm! ”

“Refine your flesh body like a Heaven-level primeval desolate beast cub?”

“Without using the power of the bones, can you really lift 100,000 catties of divine iron with your physical body alone?”

“This, unlikely…”

“Even if it were really possible, I think the entire village would be small enough to achieve 100,000 extreme realms.”

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When Mo Yu guided Huanghao, other villagers in the deserted village also gathered around. Mo Yu’s final ‘100,000 Extreme Realm’ said that while refreshing their cognition, it also made them feel incredible.

The old patriarch Arashi Feng’s eyes that had read all the vicissitudes of life flashed with Dao essence. He looked around at the villagers and said in a low voice, “Have you all forgotten who has raised your strength by several heavens?” Be quiet, listen to Mo Yu Xiaoyou’s sermons, there are not many opportunities like this”

The noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

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Young desolate, simple and single-minded, will not think about it as much as adults. After hearing Mo Yu’s ‘100,000 Extreme Realm’, he didn’t think about the possible and impossible questions. Instead, with bright eyes, he said to Mo Yu very seriously: “Big brother, I will definitely reach the ‘100,000 Extreme Realm’ in the shortest possible time.”

According to the original plot of ‘Immaculate World’, Ara Hao spent nearly a year entering the ‘100,000 Extreme Realm’ under the guidance of Liu Shen. But Mo Yu couldn’t stay in the deserted village for a year, he would only stay for a month at most. After completing the mission of guarding the ‘Snow Mountain Spirit Valley’ for a month and receiving the mysterious reward of “Ten Thousand Worlds”, he will leave the deserted village, cross the primordial mountain range, and go to the center of the fantasy continent. Therefore, Mo Yu needed to let Desolate Hao reach the ‘100,000 Extreme Realm’ within a month and guide him to the next step of cultivation.

“Black Emperor, pass on your method of refining your flesh to Desolate Hao, and you must let the power of your flesh body reach 100,000 within a month”

Although Mo Yu is a flawless Hongmeng body, his physique is condensed by the Avenue of Heaven and Earth. This method is unique in the world and does not apply to the desolate. Fortunately, the Black Emperor beside him was quite accomplished in refining his flesh. Mo Yu simply handed over the matter of refining the flesh of Desolate Hao to the Black Emperor.

“Wow, okay!”

When the Black Emperor first arrived in the deserted village, he had already seen the extraordinary nature of the desolate village. In addition, it is a master who likes to toss, so Mo Yu just opened his mouth and accepted it.

“I am ready to make Xiao Budian the second Taishang Elder of the ‘Mo Sect’, and if he becomes stronger, it means that the ‘Mo Sect’ becomes stronger, and he must do his duty,” Mo Yu instructed.

Hearing this, the black emperor removed the playfulness on the dog’s face. ‘Mo Sect’ can be described as the sect that Mo Yu and it built together, and even it has put more effort into it than Mo Yu. Since this matter is related to ‘Mozong’, the Black Emperor must treat it carefully.

“The emperor understood”

The Black Emperor did not ask Mo Yu why he made Xiao Budian the second Taishang Elder of the ‘Mo Sect’, after all, everything Mo Yu had done since they met, there was a deep meaning.

Mo Yu looked at the villagers of the deserted village with burning eyes, and after he pondered for a moment, he said to the black emperor: “While guiding Xiao Budian, let’s also guide the others in the village how to temper the flesh.”

Mo Yu’s words fell into the ears of the villagers, making their faces full of ecstasy. The flesh cultivation method that can make Xiao Bu reach the ‘100,000 Extreme Realm’, even if they can’t reach the ‘100,000 Extreme Realm’, how can they increase the power of the flesh body by tens of thousands?!

“Xie Moyu Xiaoyou!”

“Thank you Brother Mo Yu!”

“Thank you Brother Mo!”

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The villagers of the deserted village thanked Mo Yu one after another.

After some noise, the villagers of the deserted village, led by the old patriarch Arashi Feng and the current patriarch Arashi Hu, continued to cut the corpses of the desolate beasts brought back today.

For a time, the village was filled with sonorous sounds and laughter.

The corpses of the desolate beasts were disassembled one after another, and the clay jars were filled with true blood extracted from the bodies of the desolate beasts, which were used to strengthen the flesh of the children in the village.

The setting sun completely disappeared into the western mountains, and the bright moon gradually appeared in the sky.

There are more happy events happening in the deserted village today than in the past year. In order to celebrate these happy events and the arrival of the ink rain, the villagers of the deserted village held a sumptuous dinner party on the site in the middle of the village.

The long bonfire was like a crimson fire dragon, and an iron rod about ten meters long penetrated the half-step Dragon Tail Python of the Imperial Sky Realm, hanging horizontally on the bonfire and roasting. Men, women and children sit on the ground, bright flames beat, python meat makes a rattling sound, and oil droplets continue to fall into the campfire, wafting a seductive aroma.

The Black Emperor’s mouth was greasy, his dog belly was round, and he ate almost one-third of its own python meat.

Xiao Huanghe also ate a lot, and the little guy was facing the sky on all fours, squinting and lying comfortably on Mo Yu’s lap.

And this is also the first meal after Mo Yu landed in “Ten Thousand Worlds”, and the excellent taste of dragontail python meat was eaten into the belly, and turned into the power to nourish the divine soul.

“Mo boy, you let this emperor guide Xiao Bu Dian and guide these villagers by the way, don’t you want to…”

The Black Emperor shook the wine glass in his claws, his eyes hazy.

“Well, I’m going to include the deserted village in the ‘Mo Sect'”

Mo Yu nodded at the Black Emperor.

“Tide! Also. The deserted village seems dilapidated, but its origin is extraordinary. There are not only prodigies like Xiao Budian, but also a derivative body of ‘Shangxian’ rooted here. Incorporate it into the ‘Mo Sect’, and it can be used as a horn with the ‘Snow Mountain Spirit Valley’, and help each other! Retreat to the novice village of the Yellow River in Huanghe Town, enter the primordial mountain range! ”

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