MTL - Immortal Mortal-v20 Chapter 1208 Road at the foot

While entering the crack of the void, Mo Wuji wants to enter the mortal world. But he immediately discovered that after he stripped two analog tracks from the mortal world, his thoughts had completely collapsed. Not only did the sea gods understand the collapse, but the gods and gods also collapsed, which was caused by the dissipating of the Taoist base.

At this moment, he could not even enter his own mortal world.

The five sage-level powerhouses and the unscrupulous devastating technique seem to tear this side of the virtual void domain to the end. The only thing that Mo Wuji can do is curl up the body and let himself be swept away in the void crack.

Although his Daoji was destroyed, his refining foundation is still there. Even if the body is almost broken into three sections, as long as it has not been completely destroyed, his body is still slowly healing in the cracks of the void.

"Hey!" I don't know how many times, Mo Wuji hit the ground directly from the atmosphere.

At this time, Mo Wuji was relieved, and with his strong body in the late stage of the Eucharist, there would be nothing wrong with this bombing, at least his little life was temporarily saved.

Although the injury is extremely serious, Mo Wuji still has no action. He felt that this place should be an extremely low-level interface. The strength between heaven and earth is not only low grade, but also extremely thin. It should be the kind of spirit that is not as good as aura. He simply couldn't help relying on the vitality of the disease here.

After a full day, Mo Wuji was struggling to climb.

On the surface, he seems to have no injuries, only he knows that his injuries are simply not available.

You don't have to inquire, but you know that this place is just like the earth. It is a world where the world is lacking in strength and cannot be cultivated.

Climb out of the deep pit that you have smashed down, and you can't see the dark sky without moonlight.

The place where he is is a small earthen bag, and the weeds on the earthen bag are also sparse.

Mo Wuji’s mood was extremely calm at this moment. He knew that if there were no external factors to join, he would never be able to leave this mortal planet.

Equivalent to the mortal here, he has an endless life and endless life, and he can't recover his own. He can only be like an ancient stone, slowly consuming his life here until the moment when Shouyuan is completely consumed.

Perhaps many years later, Han Qingru, who is practicing in his mortal world, will feel that he has an accident and find a way to leave the mortal world. However, Mo Wuji is very clear that without his help, anyone including Han Qingru can not leave his mortal world.

In addition to his life, he has no other way to leave this planet.

Time passed by little by little, and there was no movement on the small earthen bag. From a quasi-sacred peak who traveled to the universe, he fell to the point where he is now. From today, he really wants to be a real mortal.

There was a familiar figure in his mind, and finally it was a thin yellow-haired girl in the unscrupulous mind.

If it is not a smoker, if he is born again, will he also lose the trust of love?

If he is still in the little capital city with the smoker, will the smoker go out to set up a stall every night, and then earn some copper coins to buy a bowl of rice for him?

Young master...

The call seemed to be still in sight, but the cigarette of that year could only exist in his memory. Over the years, I don’t know if she is still practicing. I don’t know if she has entered the fairy world...

A red color appeared in the distant sky, and the red became faded to the faint golden color. The surrounding darkness was gradually dissipated by the gold and appeared. Slowly, a red sun rises from the horizon.

Just watching a red sun rise, Mo Wuji seems to have been crazy.

For many years, he is practicing in addition to his escape, or he is looking for cultivation resources insanely.

Today he can finally do something that has nothing to do with cultivation, watching the sun rise gradually. When was the last time he watched the sunrise?

Memory seems to be blurred, Mo Wuji is still trying to think hard. Yes, he remembered. Once he got an extra research grant, he was very happy, and then he went to Taishan to watch the sunrise.

However, Xia Ruoyin refused him. The reason is that there is nothing good to see at sunrise. It is better to go to Western food.

Later, did he go to eat Western food, or what he ate, he forgot. What he finally remembered was that he still couldn't go to see the sunrise. Today, it should be his first time watching the sunrise.

The sun slowly climbed and turned into a round disc.

"Hey, you look at the sun like this, and you will burn your eyes in the end." A sudden voice awakened the ignorance of Mo Wu.

Mo Wuji looked back and saw a middle-aged man with a shoulder-shoulder. He should be a farmer.

"You are..."

The middle-aged peasant looked at the unscrupulous clothes, and the blood on the clothes had turned into a black color.

"Where is this?" Mo Wuji did not understand the meaning of the other party's words, and asked a fist.

Seeing Mo Wuji’s fists, this middle-aged peasant seemed to be a little surprised. He quickly put down his **** and said a big paragraph.

There is no sigh of relief, this is definitely another plane. If he is still there, as long as his **** is swept, all the message will be collected by him and then calmly spoken.

Did not continue to ask this middle-aged peasant, Mo Wuji walked down this small earthen bag, came to the stream and washed his body again, it was worn clothes, he also reorganized it, at least the surface looks stubborn Be a wanderer.

Bypassing the creek, Mo Wuxi saw a busy farming scene.

Looking into the distance, you can see the farmers who work in the fields everywhere. They either transplanted, or turned over, or harvested...

Everyone is working hard, and everyone is harvesting their hopes a little bit.

Mo Wuji stopped again, and he stood again with some dementia.

At one time, he was also one of the countless people who worked hard for their own gains. He got the medicine to open up the veins. After he was born again, he used these medicines to create the mortal way.

At the beginning, he did not even have the opportunity to practice. He still walked to the peak of the whole universe with his own efforts. Even if he was chased after countless times, he was counted many times and he still came over.

Today he has the body of the Eucharist, as well as countless exercises, and even the immortal mortal he created. It’s just that the Doji is damaged, Dantian and the veins are destroyed. Why is he not as good as when there was nothing?

Is this his way of retreating, or is his mind beginning to weaken?

He can re-enter his own Taoist base and restore his own veins in the mortal world from the mortal mortal.

The feeling of decadence was melted in the blink of an eye, and a kind of pride rose, watching the still vast void, and shouting.

He will still stand up and return to the universe.

Many people in the distant farming, seeing Mo Wuji and standing there for no reason, shouting, are subconsciously prepared.

Fortunately, Mo Wuji just shouted and then quieted down again. This made many people in the work hard to settle down. www.novelbuddy.com~ Mo Wuzhi who regained confidence has not thought of how to recover himself. Doji, he actually felt a kind of hunger.

He has countless longevity, or the body of the Eucharist, actually hungry? How many years has this been? He felt hunger again.

"Little brother, are you okay?" The middle-aged man had to come over again, and some worried about it.

Mo Wuji saw that he was very concerned about it, guessed what he meant, and shook his head with a smile.

"I am going to help you get a few clothes?" The middle-aged man seems to have been torn apart by the unscrupulous clothes. He just barely tied together and said with enthusiasm.

A clear understanding appeared in the unscrupulous mind, Mo Wuji immediately shook his head and said, "I have to go, thank you."

Regardless of whether the other party can understand, Mo Wuji turned and left. He didn't go very fast, but the steps to go out were great, but in just a short time, he crossed the bag.

Mo Wuji came here to be a stranger. Now he has to go, and no one cares. At most, he is obsessed with leaving him, until Mo Wuji goes to a place where everyone can't see.

At the beginning, Mo Wuji was still thinking about choosing a quiet place to feel his own understanding. But after a long time of walking, Mo Wuji’s Qi Dao Luo has already been associated with his heart.

He has no intention of stopping, only knowing to go forward step by step.

Whether it is facing the plains or the water, whether it is gravel or thorns...

Nothing can stop the unscrupulous footsteps, and nothing can stop his feelings. At this moment, the road under his feet is his way, and his way extends under his feet.

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