Another half a month had passed, and the aura in Mo Wuji’s consciousness, whose Dao Rhyme Breath had been corroded to the point where he only had one breath left, suddenly flickered.
Huan Cui said that burning the Yuan Shen could burn away most of the Nailhead Book’s Dao Rhyme Breath, he didn’t have a Yuan Shen, so why not simulate a Yuan Shen out? Not only could he simulate a Yuan Shen, he could also simulate a Spirit Lore out.
When he reshaped the physical body of the Great Wasteland, he had shaped one hundred and eight spirit complexes and one hundred and eight veins for the Great Wasteland.
Therefore, he was extremely familiar with the distribution of spirit complexes, to simulate the spirit complexes and Yuan Shen, he should be able to. Besides, what else could he be afraid of now? His vitality was about to collapse, and the Vitality Divine Pill was finished, the big deal was just having to die.
It was easy to think about, but it was too hard to do. Mo Wuji’s divine idea and dao rhythmic aura was now weak, and his vitality was about to enter oil exhaustion, so he really couldn’t simulate a Yuan Shen through his Great Sea of Consciousness yet.
A day passed, and Mo Wuji stagnantly stopped continuing to simulate a Yuan Shen. He didn’t have a spirit complex, and in his current condition, it was too difficult to simulate a Yuan Shen. He looked at Ji Li, who remained motionless beside him, and his eyes swept somewhat unconsciously.
Huan Cui didn’t know if he was aware of his impending fall, and was also half alive.
Mo Wuji’s eyes swept around half a circle before stopping, he saw the piece of Tian Gui Clay.
Right, Tian Gui Clay, why didn’t he think of Tian Gui Clay?
Mo Wuji immediately grabbed that piece of Tian Gui Clay, cut a fist sized piece and started burning what was left of his divine thoughts.
He decided to use the Tiangui Clay to simulate his Yuan Shen, sending the Tiangui Clay into his Great Sense Sea. Then he would shape one hundred and eight spirit complexes in the Tiangui clay, and if he could succeed, he would live and then continue to search for the remaining Nailhead Book Dao Rhythms in his body.
Shaping the spirit complexes in the Tian Gui Clay, to Mo Wuji was just doing what he had done again. When he had shaped the spirit complex for the Great Desolate, what cultivation level did he have. Nowadays, even if he only had half a breath left, he was at least a Harmonious God powerhouse.
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From the Divine Realm’s newly hatched Divine Realm Nest to the Divine Race’s invasion of the Divine Realm, from the teleportation arrays arranged on both sides of the Silent Sea to communicate between the Divine Realm and the Divine Realm, to the Divine Realm’s sudden appearance of an open sky crack and the Divine Realm’s restoration. From the divine realm repair, countless strong people emerged, moreover, there are strong people who have the divine position appeared, to those strong people indiscriminately killed a pass ……
All of this and more made the entire Divine Realm pandemonium and a cacophony of noise. Everywhere there was fighting, and everywhere there was trepidation.
Some people even thought that the Divine Realm would be completely destroyed in the hands of these powerful people who possessed the Divine Position.
Because several large divine cities in the Divine Continent had been wiped out with the hands of powerful people with divine positions, it was evident that in the eyes of these powerful people with divine positions, everything was an ant.
At a time when people were on edge, the Divine Realm actually quieted down.
That’s right, it was indeed quiet. All the mysterious powerhouses were lost as if they had disappeared overnight. Even the strong man who had destroyed several divine cities in the divine Continent one after another, and the woman who had casually crushed countless cultivators because of the sudden appearance of the Pishop Flower in the sky above the Nirvana Academic Palace, had all disappeared.
The entire Divine Realm gradually settled down, and the various great sects began to accelerate their recruitment of disciples to increase their strength. Those scattered cultivators, too, took this opportunity to look for a place to retreat and cultivate hard.
As time passed, the ups and downs of the Divine Realm were gradually forgotten.
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In Mo Wuji’s Mortal Realm, Ji Li, who was in a stupor, vaguely felt that her soul was about to collapse, and even though she was a Harmonious God powerhouse, she was unable to stop this collapse. She couldn’t even bring herself to wake up briefly.
That glimmer of the underworld made Ji Li’s muddled soul thoughts understand that she was supposed to be falling. Maybe it was going to reincarnation, maybe she didn’t even have a chance to reincarnate ……
Was that the means of a saint? A simple ray of light collapsed nirvana and shattered her foundation ……
Ji Li’s mind was as if there were no binding points, just now she thought of the saint’s means, and the next moment she thought of another disciple woman named Yue Ming who she had saved and then became her disciple ……
She was leaving, but unfortunately she didn’t return to the Tower of the Gods after all ……
Ji Li’s thoughts were becoming more and more blurred, she knew that she might fall in the next moment, her soul had collapsed away from her body.
A blurry shadow appeared in her thoughts, yes, she knew his name was Mo Wuji. He was the one who saved her, if it wasn’t for Mo Wuji, maybe she wouldn’t even have the chance to return to the God Realm, right?
That Mo Wuji didn’t know if he was still good, if he had made it to the God Realm ……
Compared to those countless geniuses and juniors who pursued her back then, that Mo Wuji seemed to be very plain and ordinary. But it was that ordinary and unusual youth of his who saved her from the Tower of the Gods and casually gave her the millions of Nian Crystals. That was the only youth that she owed a favour to, and I wondered where he was.
Ji Li’s senseless face suddenly had a trace of redness, even if someone saw it, they wouldn’t think that Ji Li had come to life, this was the last trace of Ji Li’s scattered soul before she died.
Back then, she was the number one beauty of the divine realm, pursued by countless geniuses, and she also had her fondest memories, memories that belonged to every young girl.
One after another fuzzy appearance that could not be restored at all flashed through her soon-to-be-disintegrated soul thoughts, as if it were flowing water, gradually disappearing. Finally a clear appearance appeared in front of her, by the way, his name was Mo Wuji, the ordinary young man to whom she only owed a favour ……
A cool aura was touched by her soon-to-be-disintegrating soul thoughts, and her soon-to-be-disintegrating soul thoughts unexpectedly stabilised.
What’s going on here? A few moments later, Ji Li’s fuzzy thoughts actually became much clearer, and she finally felt that her soul thoughts were really not continuing to collapse, but were beginning to coalesce, and even had a tendency to grow.
This is the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo? Ji Li’s blurred thoughts finally sensed what her soul thoughts had met, it was actually the Extreme Ice Sky Bamboo. This was a legendary treasure, and it was in front of her at the moment, could this be true?
Ji Li didn’t dare to think any further as she began to struggle hard to run her gong methods, wanting to stabilise her soul thoughts.
Initially, no matter how much she tried, she was unable to run her gongfu. However, as time passed, she realised that her soul idea was becoming more and more solid, and even had a tendency to thrive. Her gongfu also gradually began to operate, and then barely formed a circumference, and she was finally able to subconsciously use the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo to restore her soul idea.
Mo Wuji’s Mortal Realm quietened down as the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo in Ji Li’s arms gradually melted, and all of its breath merged into Ji Li’s body.
The divine Spiritual Qi from the Heaven Opening Divine Spiritual Vein under Ji Li’s body was also swept away by Ji Li along with the melting breath of the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo.
Time gradually flowed away like this, Ji Li’s pale face was truly beginning to redden, no longer the reflection of a dying man, and a scar on her forehead that had been blasted open by the Dao Rhythm breath gradually disappeared.
The festering soul thoughts began to coalesce, and the vague ideas gradually became clearer.
The Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo continued to melt and penetrate Ji Li’s body, and Ji Li’s sea of consciousness took shape once again, and the Yuan Shen that had almost collapsed and disappeared began to take on an outline.
The nirvana spirit root began to repair, and the spirit complex gradually recovered ……
One day, one year, ten years ……
When a hundred years passed, Ji Li suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with surprise, no one knew better than her that her qualifications had risen once again.
Her Yuan Shen, which had almost been nerfed, was once again recovering at this moment, and her sea of consciousness had more than doubled in size. Her Spirit Lines flowed without any stagnation, and the original Spirit Lines that had already been solidly established had increased by two more, bringing the total to one hundred and two.
The spirit root was also as pure as if it had been washed by the water of ice and snow, becoming more and more perfect.
Ji Li leapt up, and she sensed that her cultivation had not only recovered, but could be further advanced at any time. Not only that, the speed at which she absorbed Divine Spiritual Qi seemed to be more than twice as fast as before as well.
“It really is the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo.”Ji Li looked at the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo that had less than half a foot left at her feet and was so excited that she could hardly bring herself to do so.
Her injuries could indeed only be repaired by the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo.
No, how could this Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo appear here? That strong person who had seriously injured her needed to ask her about the whereabouts of the Tower of Gods. Could it be that the other party was so willing to give up? In order to inquire about the whereabouts of the Tower of Gods, even the Extreme Ice Heavenly Bamboo was given to her to use?
It still wasn’t right, if that was the case, there was no need to restore her strength at all, and even enhance her spirit root and spirit complex.
Ji Li’s divine thoughts swept out, and without waiting for her divine thoughts to discover anything, she saw a youth lying not far from her side.
That youth looked too ordinary, but that appearance had surfaced in her mind for I don’t know how many times.
Mo Wuji, yes, it was Mo Wuji.
How did Mo Wuji appear beside her? Ji Li quickly realised that Mo Wuji’s Dao Rhythm had collapsed, without any semblance of vitality, it was clear that he had fallen for a long time.
Ji Li could no longer hold back her inner trepidation as she hugged Mo Wuji up.
