Blue and White Society Chapter 497: A baby in a day
"Continue?"
Dongye Boyu was horrified, looked at Mo Qiong, who was sluggish, and thought to himself that everyone is like this, and they don't know the danger, these people are probably not fools, right?
I saw Mo Poor being dragged into the house, and immediately fell asleep.
Mo Poor used the method of a strong man to cut off his wrist, give up his mind, and interrupt the fusion, which is already self-harm to save his life.
According to his estimates, Mo Poor has already hurt his roots, and he can only recuperate 80% of his life. Without a panacea, it is impossible to completely recuperate.
This group of people are vagrants, ignorant and ignorant.
But now they have hit the south wall, and their heads are bloody, if they don't give up, they are brain-dead!
"Why are you howling? Don't disturb him to sleep! Come with me, let's talk about cultivating immortals!" Lord Gou took Dongye Boyu to the interrogation room.
Dongye Boyu tried endlessly to persuade them along the way, frantically trying to persuade them not to die again.
The earnest look, as if he is not a prisoner, but their relatives and friends.
Although everyone is worried about this, they are not too worried.
Evil King's method of refining Dao fruit, they have studied it since they entered the Tao, and the specific method is already familiar to them, but they have not actually used it.
Before, I didn't have Dao fruit like Yuanshen Yuanying, but now, once I get started, I can directly refine Yuanying by leapfrogging. It is impossible to say that there is no risk.
So they were worried, for fear that something would go wrong with Mo Qiong and he would kill himself.
However, Mo Poor is not a stubborn man, he can't do what he can't do, and he won't force it. When his spirit is polluted to the point of collapse, he decisively gathers the polluted part and lets it go. This is the basic operation of Beta members!
You must know that when you first opened up your mental power and trained how to use it in the base, there was no other requirement in the club to learn it, but you must be proficient in this kind of method that pollutes where and cuts where.
After all, when dealing with things like biological containment and monster derivatives, the spiritual power of members is often polluted.
This method of preserving spiritual purity is within the reach of every member who has opened up his spiritual power.
Such self-harm is simply unrealistic here.
The power of the primordial spirit is the product of the fusion of spiritual power and aura. The aura is easy to replenish, and it is everywhere in the world. But spiritual power is different, it can only be conceived and raised by human beings.
Except for a few panaceas, there is nothing that can directly replenish spiritual power, so spiritual power is naturally precious.
However, the spiritual power of the seven-day gambling seems to be similar to that of other worlds, but there is an essential difference-it is a product of universal characteristics.
A feature is a feature, no matter how general it is, there is always an angle, which is absolute and above the rules.
It will be damaged, it will be polluted, and it will be divided into strengths and weaknesses, but in terms of recuperation, it is as planned: sleep and return blood.
This is the most unscientific part of it, as long as you don't die completely, get enough sleep and be full of energy.
As long as there is spiritual power, the power of the primordial spirit is endless, because spiritual energy is everywhere.
And as long as the power of the primordial spirit is not exhausted and the protection is continued, the soul in the primordial spirit will not be damaged, and then it can continue to work hard until it fuses with the fruit of humanism.
This time, Mo Qiong slept for a total of nine hours, and then walked out full of energy and spirit.
"Ah! Cool, I feel that my mental strength has become stronger again, and my cultivation has improved a lot." Mo Qiong smiled.
At this time, Lord Gou has finished interrogating Dongye Boyu and learned a lot about the world of cultivating immortals.
Seeing that Mo Qiong was recuperating well, he felt relieved and asked, "Is there any hidden danger?"
"No, according to this method, it is theoretically possible to refine a low realm into a high realm. As long as I can fuse this Nascent Soul, I will be a Nascent Soul Stage. But since ancient times, no one You can do it, you don't have that much mental resilience." Mo Poor said.
Master Gou laughed and said: "That's great, his master will come in the next two days. If they want to kill us, we don't need to kill them, just follow their way."
Besides, Dongye Boyu looked at Mo Poor dully, and he could naturally see that Mo Poor was full of energy and had obviously recuperated.
"Are you kidding me? It's only been a while!" Dongye Boyu couldn't believe the fact that Mo Qiong's mental injury, which he could not heal for the rest of his life, healed in less than half a day!
Elixir! It must be taking the top Yangxin Dan, otherwise there is no way to explain it!
"Damn it, they actually have Yangxin Pill. Yes, they must have discovered the immortal ruins. The black iron and the strange blue and white way may also be obtained from it."
How could Dongye Boyu think that they would be able to recover after sleeping, even if he mentioned it in a few words, he would not think so, he just thought that he had secretly taken medicine.
It's not surprising that a group of homeless field cultivators even have exotic materials like black iron, even have the resistance to not be afraid of thunder in the palm, and it's not surprising that they also have top-notch pills that nourish the mind.
"I'm afraid this is not a group of bumpkins who dug up treasures!" Dongye Boyu was heartbroken, thinking why he didn't have such a good life?
I saw him helplessly watching Mo Poor refine again, giving up the chaotic spirit from time to time.
Purely using self-mutilation to protect oneself from being influenced by other people's thinking, this makes the refining speed faster, basically devouring half of the remaining Nascent Soul in two minutes.
This is much faster than the evil king refining, this is not cultivation, this is self-mutilation!
Don't take your own mind seriously at all, Mo Poor is refining it crazily there, his brows shoot out a completely broken and damaged mind, mixed with countless memory dross.
The dross is discarded in a 'one size fits all' method, and then the essence of perception is retained by a special method, and the mana is fused.
Mo Poor tried his best to be in a trance, the Dao Palace was unstable, and almost collapsed, but he finally integrated the Yuanying completely.
Dongye Boyu looked at Mo Poor in despair, stepping into the Nascent Soul stage.
"Evil beast! Devil!"
"My Nascent Soul!" Dongye Boyu was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell limp to the ground.
One hundred years of Taoism, making wedding clothes for others. In this blow, at a certain moment he even felt: You might as well kill me!
The Nascent Soul has been completely refined, and he has no hope of cultivating immortality.
At this moment, he was lying on the ground in despair, suffering endlessly, and could no longer maintain his composure. Even if the master saves him, he is still a mortal.
Having tasted what it's like to be an immortal cultivator, and then being beaten back to the mortal world, he suddenly felt lifeless.
Becoming an immortal is his dream, and it is also the original aspiration of every monk. Cutting off the immortal path is enough to teach people to die.
"Hahahaha!" Although Dongye Boyu was laughing, tears were streaming down his face.
His face changed several times, and his expression was complicated.
Looking at Mo Poor again, he fainted again. Even in the Nascent Soul stage, he is the weakest Nascent Soul.
At this moment, he was immediately carried into the house and went to sleep.
Of course, Higashino Boyu didn't know that as long as he slept, he thought it was carried in and took drugs.
He thought to himself, it is extremely precious to heal the elixir of a serious mental injury within a day, and even if there are such people, there must not be too many of them.
Even if there are as many as dozens of grains, at most, this group of people can quickly refine other people's Dao Fruits to reach Yuan Ying, and at most reach Yuan Jing.
And his master is a great power in the Four Elephant Realm, with 1,800 years of practice, these people will undoubtedly die in the end.
"You are no longer a personal enmity, but an enemy of Qingliu. Such a devil, everyone can kill him. Not to mention the order in your mouth, just based on this point, it is the same as the Twelve Immortals. For the enemy." Dongye Boyu slowly stood up and said.
He did not have the hatred that everyone expected, and at this moment he explained the consequences they would face in the future very calmly.
Dongye Boyu is completely hopeless in cultivating immortality, without a soul, even if the Niwan Palace is open, he can't cultivate immortality.
At this moment, he is actually equivalent to a clone and artificial human of the earth. At the moment of brain death, there is no process of soul annihilation, and consciousness will be completely annihilated at the same time.
Even if such a mortal can live for decades, he will not be looked down upon by monks.
Even if Shimen rescued him in consideration of his face, he would throw him back to his hometown to fend for himself in the future.
After seeing Mo Poor fused with his Nascent Soul, he already knew his future well.
So far, he has never had a chance with Xiantu.
But his thoughts are not pure mortals after all. His life in the past hundred years is vivid in his mind.
What's the use of resentment and cursing? Even if he killed them all, his own life would be nothing more than the remnants of his life.
After losing the Dao fruit this time and cutting off thoughts, he is more demeanor of a cultivator than before in the Nascent Soul stage.
"If you want to kill, then kill, becoming an immortal is a big dream after all." Dongye Boyu said calmly.
Without waiting for Lord Gou to speak, Adams laughed and said, "Do you want to die?"
Dongye Boyu shook his head slightly, looked at the bustling refugees who were building houses outside the manor, and said softly: "People want to live after all. They can die for a bite of food, but they want to die for their lives. Have a bite."
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural principles, but begging for life and fear of death are also human nature. In order to live forever and see forever, people have to practice against the sky. In this world of wind and rain, countless cultivators have followed one after another. Desperate to fight, dare to risk your life to break through."
"Is this to follow the sky to survive, or to fight against the sky?"
"People live in the world, they defy the sky in good times and obey the sky in adversity. But it's all said by people, who really cares about God's will?"
Dongye Boyu looked at the sky full of stars with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "He said...the human heart is the will of God, which is really a wise saying."
"Huh?" Lord Gou looked at him in surprise.
Dongye Boyu also looked at him and said: "If you don't kill me, you can't change the result. Your practice is the way of magic in their eyes. What you want to do is to be the enemy of the world. Countless monks will come to stop you , even if my master came here, it was not to save me. I want to live, but I can't help myself... no, it has always been like this."
"Everyone is struggling in the mundane world, and those cultivating immortals are no exception. They just claim to be detached. Some people have never seen it through, and some people have never seen it through. My life is no longer in my hands. Whether I want to die or not, If you want to kill me, I will be powerless to resist, just like this lifeless refugee."
"In troubled times, if you don't see the Dao, what can you do if you die if it spreads?"
Adams laughed loudly and said: "I didn't expect you to fall into the mortal world, but you are more like a cultivator than before!"
"If your state of mind is not destroyed, you are a good theoretical immortal cultivator."
"Come, come, I have a Tao Te Ching!"
"???" Higashino Boyu looked at him puzzled.
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