The Original Seeker Chapter 822: One more life

"Brother Feiyu brought you back." Han Yu's sister raised her head and said, "It's so good, why are you dizzy in the back mountain?"

"Feiyu? It's him" Han Yu slowly got up, still feeling a little dizzy.

Subconsciously touched his arms, he found that the bottle he had picked up before unconsciousness was firmly placed in his chest pocket, and there was no shortage of silver on his body.

Li Feiyu is the original name of Bai Mo Duoshe's body, and he is still active under this name for the time being.

"My head still hurts a little bit, let me rest for a while."

"I'll make you some porridge."

Han Yu hadn't figured out the ins and outs of this, so he felt a faint pain in the back of his head again, so he decided to sleep for a while and come back to the other side to thank him tomorrow.

……

The time goes back to half a day ago.

In a cave in the back mountain.

"Sure enough, it was his thing." After opening the bottle cap, Bai Mo saw the green liquid naturally produced in the bottle and confirmed his guess.

Pour the green liquid out of the hole at will, and then he stuffed the bottle back into Han Yu's arms.

Just after this action was completed, the jade pendant on Bai Mo's chest suddenly began to shine.

He stretched a trace of divine thought into the space inside the jade pendant, and found that under the four characters "Historical Text", there was an extra giant stone tablet with countless runes, which took up about one-tenth of the entire space.

Immediately, Bai Mo transformed into a divine mind, transforming into a transparent hand and gently stroking it on the stone tablet.

Explosive flow of information, frantically gushing out of the stele!

"...My life on the earth was also called Bai Mo, a monk who had cultivated to the realm of real immortality. Due to an accident, his body was infested by some mysterious toxin, so he chose to give up everything and only keep a ray of true spirit. Reborn in Daochen Realm?"

It was another memory comparable to the amount of information in an entire library, and it was stuffed into it abruptly.

Fortunately, his strength has recovered a little bit this time, and the processing and absorption are much faster than before.

But in the first life of the earth for more than three thousand years, the memory from a small cultivation of qi to a real immortal is still not so easy to digest.

Of course, more importantly, he mentioned in the memory of Earth I that he was still just a traverser.

Silentlessly, after accepting this part of the memory, his cultivation reached the late stage of foundation building, and the intensity of his spiritual thoughts was even comparable to that of the Yuan Ying old monster.

"Let him pass the ones that have passed." Baimo, who suddenly received a large amount of new memories, became more and more desperate without knowing it.

Even this bottle, which is comparable to a world's most precious bottle, has no idea.

He grabbed Han Yu again and brought him back to Qixuanmen with a bottle.

……

"So...where is the next historical text?" After sending away the unconscious Han Yu, Bai Mo returned to his quiet room and pondered this question.

According to his inference, the so-called historical text is very likely to be the sum of memories of one's own reincarnations, perhaps it is the self in a certain life, who created the concept of "historical text".

Finding all the historical text is equivalent to retrieving all the memories and becoming a complete self.

……

Four months have passed in a blink of an eye.

Except for Han Yu and Bai Mo, the other teenagers who were selected to practice the Five Elements Jue had already retired, voluntarily withdrew to the outer door of the Seven Profound Gate and led a handyman.

A few days after Han Yu came to thank Bai Mo, Mr. Mo returned to the Seven Profound Gate, but he looked even more old and haggard, as if he would not have a few days left to live.

During this period of time, Han Yu also felt that something was wrong with Mo Lao, especially when he learned that his Five Elements Jue had reached the third level, and was only close to the fourth level. That kind of eager, greedy look in the eyes.

But it's useless to know that something is wrong. Everything that Han Yu currently has is given by Doctor Mo, and naturally it can be taken back at any time.

Furthermore, the more Han Yu practiced these five elements formula, the more he felt that it was not simple.

He has only reached the third level, and he already feels that he has a lot of power, his eyesight and hearing have been greatly improved, and he is simply more powerful than the legendary martial arts cheats.

"Forget it, it's a blessing, not a curse, but a misfortune cannot be avoided. As long as there is a mysterious vial, I will take my sister and leave."

Practicing the Five Elements Jue to the third level, he has the power of a cow, and he is also a small master outside, and he is not afraid that life will be too sad.

With the help of a small bottle, he can break through two consecutive layers in four months, from the first to the third.

……

"Boom boom boom."

"Mold Mo, it's me, Feiyu."

In the past one or two months, Mo Lao has been living more and more deeply, hiding in his yard.

Unless there is an important business at the door, I don’t go out every few days.

"Come in." There was a voice from inside the door that was already inadequate.

Bai Mo gently opened the door and walked into the inner room step by step.

In addition to the old man surnamed Mo, there is also a mysterious person shrouded in black robe in the room.

The whole room is gloomy and gloomy, almost without a trace of sunlight.

"Flying rain boy, let's talk, what's the matter?" Mo Lao sat half-lying on the chair, half-squinting, looking listless.

"You are going to die."

"..."

Whether it is the mysterious man in black, or the old man surnamed Mo, they think they have heard it wrong.

Is this what a normal person can say?

"The essence of your body is exhausted. Even if you hide in this Yin Yuan formation, you will not live for a month."

"Who the **** are you, you are definitely not Li Feiyu." The angry old man slapped the chair, and stood up, and the mysterious man in black on the side also became vigilant secretly.

"So you should be planning to use a certain method to take away one of me and Han Yu."

"..."

"Kill him."

As soon as the word "Duoshe" came out, the old man firmly strengthened the idea that this son must not be kept.

"Yu-Zi-the same, didn't you hear me?"

Seeing that the man in black was motionless, the old man had already aroused all his strength and turned his head.

"Old ghost Mo, that's Senior Foundation Building, don't think you learned a little bit of martial arts in the mortal world. If you can get lucky, I can do anything. We don't add up enough for Seniors to press with a single finger. I rushed forward. Are you looking for death?"

"Why do seniors need the help of a kid?"

The mysterious man in black with a strong desire to survive~IndoMTL.com~ took off the black robe as quickly as possible, showing a very humble smile on his face.

He was a qi-refining and free-cultivator who escaped from a ruined family. In an accident, he was subdued by martial arts by an old man surnamed Mo, and he was forced to serve him with the oath of the heart demon for ten years.

Hearing these words, the old man surnamed Mo still did not believe in evil, the skin of his right hand turned into a silver piece, and he swung his fist at Bai Mo.

"You put three different kinds of odorless mixed poisons, which are of no use to me, but he still got the trick..."

"Old ghost, you don't teach martial arts..."

"Pump!" His feet softened and he knelt directly on the ground.

The physical quality of the low-level Qi-refining monks is not much different from that of mortals, and they don't have the aura of body protection like the foundation-building monks. He was poisoned last time, but this time he was poisoned by an old man with the surname Mo.

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