Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 214: Comprehension Spell Failed
Mu Angling walked in Shenmu Valley.

The fire in Shenmu Valley was burning fiercely, and Mu Anran could feel the howling of the trees.

She ignored the flames, as if bewitched, guided by the screams, put her fingertips on the burning bark, and murmured, "It's just a chiling, will it hurt you?"

"Yiwu and the owner of Jinling Island are compatriots, Jin Kemu, very few people from Jinling Island set foot on Muling Island, otherwise, the annihilation of creatures on Muling Island would be more than just the ones in front of us."

said the old voice.

It was an old creature who ignored the pain and was about to be annihilated to answer for Mu Anran.

Since she could hear the voice of Woodling Island, they would always answer her, and no matter what the moment, they always seemed to put her first.

Mu Anran blinked his eyes to get rid of dry eyes, "But no matter what, it shouldn't be so serious."

The existence that is about to be annihilated said, "It should be like this. But some of us believe that the catastrophe of the world is about to appear, the heavens will fluctuate, and a little spark can also become a prairie fire."

Mu Anran raised his head, "The catastrophe of the world..."

"It's just a conjecture. You know, the creatures who are about to die can always capture something. It may be true or false. Who knows?"

Shenmu Valley burns vitality and creates vitality, Mu Anran faces the raging fire, there is a moment of silence, and another soul says, "Everything in the world has laws, I think there are traces to follow."

"Haha, but it doesn't matter anymore, it's all about fate. We beings can appear in the world openly and aboveboard, and we are not seen as things in our pockets, and we are not full of greed. It is a blessing!"

"It's just a pity..."

"What a pity?" Mu Anran asked.

The old creature said, "I heard that there is a good scenery on the Wangzhi Continent. Although it is not as good as Muling Island, it is also very interesting. The young creatures who followed you in the last secret realm described what they saw. It’s really interesting to hear.”

"So, not only people will never be satisfied, but so are us old things."

"Don't be too greedy, listening is also a pleasure."

"The world of cultivating immortals is really good, we dead creatures can also come alive."

In addition to these words, most of the words are fragmented, more sounds of struggle and pain, and Mu Anran can't really hear them.

She was silent for a while, and withdrew her hand.

"Whether there is a catastrophe in the world or not, I will not let a guy with the blood of the owner of Huoling Island enter Muling Island, let alone Jinling Island."

"But I think..." Mu Anran muttered to himself, "It's more important to solve the source."

She took a last deep look into the flames, and slowly backed away from the raging flames, stepping into the rich aura and rich green.

The burning trees were tortured, but the overflowing spiritual power became an excellent tonic for practitioners.

Even if you don't take the initiative to cultivate, your spiritual power will still be drilled into it.

The most important thing is that even though Mu Anran is Lei Linggen, the aura here still ignores the limitation of the spirit root and penetrates directly into the body, which is extremely heaven-defying.

Mu Anran closed his eyes and practiced facing the raging fire.

The scorching temperature was still in front of her eyes, she followed the spiritual power to sink into the meridians, followed the major meridians to the dantian, watched the Nascent Soul in the dantian open its eyes, it was completely a miniature version of herself.

Yuanying's eyes are exactly the same as hers, and Mu Anran's consciousness seems to be looking at each other, just like looking in a mirror.

The spiritual power is gently wrapped around the Nascent Soul, powerful.

With a thought in Mu Anran's mind, the fate lines appeared one by one, and her spiritual consciousness seemed to be flying in them, constantly trying to understand the mysterious feeling in the fate lines, as if she could feel the master behind each fate line.

I don't know how long I have been practicing, I don't know how long it has been, Mu Anran opened his eyes, and his cultivation has improved by more than a little.

She saw a charcoal-black tree in front of her, slowly turning into dust.

She looked at it, stretched out her hand, a little thunder-type spiritual power was domineering and tyrannical.

Nascent Soul in Mu Anran's dantian kept his eyes open, his two small hands were waving back and forth, entangled the newly absorbed spiritual power into a green thread, and then opened his small mouth, blowing the green thread out of the dantian, Coming to Mu Anran's hand, it merged into the spiritual power of the thunder element, becoming a little green in the deep purple thunder and lightning.

The charcoal-black trees will completely dissipate, and the wood will be filled with spiritual power in the hands.

A dark green thread entangled the smoke that was about to disperse.

For a moment, it seemed as if the charcoal-black trees were about to return to a vibrant green, but only for a moment, the dust scattered and there was nothingness.

Mu Anran was silent for a while, then patted his head, "So it's no wonder that all previous island owners are Mulinggen."

For so many years, it was the first time that Wood Spirit Island had a spiritual root like hers.

As a monk cultivates, he becomes more sensitive to the elements contained in the air, and it is easy to learn many things without a teacher, and extend many things from his own Taoist heart.

It was also the first time I felt woody.

After she was promoted to Nascent Soul, for the first time, she had the feeling of comprehending spells on her own.

But unfortunately, due to the limitation of spiritual root, the spell failed.

But Mu Anran didn't give up, she just watched the old tree disappear with regret and distress, and murmured, "Since it can be destroyed by Xiangke, naturally there are other things that can cause you to be reborn."

"And I will find it."

There is only Mu Anran here, she doesn't need to make any expressions, she just needs to walk as she pleases.

Since Mu Anran came to this world, the deepest feeling is probably the point of following one's heart.

As long as you want to do it, you can do it.

If your ideal is to soar in the world, you can really soar in the world.

Mu Angran turned around and walked out of Shenmu Valley.

A faint sound remained on the way.

"This world is amazing enough to make delusion no longer a delusion. If you really don't do it, what else can you do?"

Mu Anran has become a Nascent Soul cultivator, and occasionally feels that something has changed in him, but he can't tell.Because the changes are subtle and imperceptible.

She began to miss the former world less.The hesitation and vainness when I came was more like a dream.

Mu Anran sighed, walked out of Shenmu Valley, looked back, and muttered, "Why do I have a sense of responsibility towards you for no reason?"

She shrugged.

"Follow your heart." She finally muttered, turned around and continued on her way.

Mu Anran went back to Mu Lingyuan and told Mu Qingzhi about the state of Shenmu Valley, and then the first place he came to was an open space in Mu Lingyuan.

She took out an ancient book, spit out a string of obscure language, and then moved her eyes, and saw something that she couldn't see or touch.

Mu Anran raised his head, and in front of him was a tall black building.

The plaques in front of the high-rise buildings are squeezed together, making people feel extremely depressing for no reason.

The inscription on the plaque: Chuiwanglou.

The Chuiwanglou on Muling Island is like a silent beast, with its head down, staring at people with eyes invisible to others.

Mu Anran walked into the Chuiwanglou, as if being swallowed by a wild beast.

(End of this chapter)