Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 40

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It was past midnight, but Lanyuan was brightly lit. All the servants were cleared out first. The girls living in Lanyuan guest house were immediately transferred to Meiyuan, except for Mo Ranyi and Mo Ranjin.

Mo Ranjin had moved his things but was still kneeling in the yard, his face showing unwillingness and resentment.

But Mo Ranyi couldn't leave. If what she expected was true, her little fat boy was a blessing in disguise. The black cocoon formed was a sign before he transformed into a ghost butterfly.

The important people in the Mo family were all alarmed. In the end, even the head of the family, Mo Qingtian, came to check it out personally after receiving the news. After confirming that it was correct, he sent away the idle people and temporarily designated the entire Lanyuan as a forbidden area.

Mo Jiawei was very fast, and in a short time he had set up the magic circle to isolate Lanyuan from the outside world. From silence to hustle and bustle to silence, Mo Ranyi felt the most deeply when he was in it.

The despair of despair, the surprise of life and death, and then the worries about gains and losses in front of us...

A trilogy of emotions, each step is rugged and each step is startling.

The ghost butterfly only appeared once in the history of the Mohist family.

It is owned by the founder of the Mo family, Mo Die Zhenren. Mo Die Zhenren, who was born in Hanyu Palace, was originally just a nobody. It was by chance that he evolved into a ghost butterfly and then into a ghost sword butterfly through the contracted spiritual pet. Ghost Sword Butterfly is famous for its ultimate form, the Black Jade Ghost Sword Butterfly. Later, he established a family and passed it down to this day. His original surname has long been unknown, and his descendants only bear the surname Mo, and they all contracted the Jade Spirit Butterfly as their natal spiritual pet.

But after so many years, I don’t know how many generations have been born, and there are countless descendants, but no one has the opportunity to cultivate ghost butterflies.

In fact, even among the vast population of wild jade spirit butterflies, the chance of mutating into ghost butterflies is very slim. The real Mo Die has been with the ghost butterflies for many years, but he has left a few words for later generations to speculate.

Between life and death, born with the two qi of yin and yang.

It looks very simple literally, but just because of its simplicity, it feels right no matter how you understand it. There is no clear official statement.

But for so many years, the Mo family has never given up on studying how to mutate ghost butterflies. They have probably figured out a way to put it to death and survive.

In other words, if you want to create a ghost butterfly, you must first be ruthless and let your natal spiritual pet die...

Ahem, this price is indeed a bit high, but it’s not that no one has tried it, it’s just that the result is unacceptable. After all, whoever dies knows what it’s like to have your natal spiritual pet die!
"Why haven't you brought the Soul Bead yet?!" Mo Qingtian asked in a deep voice with a solemn expression.

"The dosage over there has just been sent over. There are not many soul beads for low-level spiritual beasts in the family, so..." The Mo family has never stopped experimenting with how to mutate the Jade Spirit Butterfly into the Ghost Butterfly, and regularly consumes a large amount of it. The soul bead of a low-level spirit beast.

Mo Shijing was a little chubby, with big beads of sweat on his fair face. What he feared the most was his father, who had been beaten frequently since he was a child.

This period of every ten years is his busiest time. Things sent from various places have to be carefully inspected and sorted into warehouses. Account books have to be read, people have to meet, and those slickers who are smarter than monkeys have to be hit hard. The most important thing is that he has just reached an agreement with the Huang family and sold them a batch of soul-granting beads, of which low-level spirit beasts' soul-granting beads accounted for [-]%. Now that they are in urgent need, they will not be able to transfer them. "In half a quarter of an hour, I want to see ten soul beads!" Mo Qingtian stopped talking and continued to squint at the black threads that had overflowed outside the room.

"Yes, my son knows."

Mo Shijing left in a hurry, and within half a moment, he came back as if he was desperate, with ten black beads the size of longan in his hand.

Mo Qingtian didn't talk nonsense with him anymore. With a move of his hand, ten beads flew up and suspended in the air. His hands were like electricity, and he quickly played out the spell. The ten soul-residing beads suddenly grew in size, each one was as big as the mouth of a bowl. At the same time, Countless ghosts with vague shapes emerged, and the color of the beads turned transparent. As if attracted by something, countless ghosts got into the black silk one after another.

The black thread flickered on and off for a while, until all the ghosts were swallowed up, and gradually lost their light, then returned to their original lifelessness.

"What are you doing standing here? If you can't gather the necessary soul beads within three days, I can't spare you!" Mo Qingtian stared with a terrifying expression.

Mo Shijing breathed a huge sigh of relief. Didn't his father know?Happiness and anger are invisible, but really angry is not like this.

It is understandable if you think about it. His father, his grandfather, the head of the family of the previous generation, spent all his life and energy and failed to create a ghost butterfly. Seeing that they have this hope, how can they be unhappy? ?So happy!

This is not to say how powerful Ghost Butterfly is, the key is what it represents.

Ever since Mo Die was born, the Mo family has lost its original prosperity. Each generation has become weaker than the previous generation, and the entire family has fallen into a spiritual trough. At this time, the appearance of Gui Die is very inspiring and heralds the arrival of a new starting point for the Mo family.

First there is Mo Ranyu, who has a single wood-attribute spiritual root. It is said that she is extremely talented and her cultivation has reached a rapid pace. Then there is Mo Ranyi, whose natal spiritual pet is very likely to evolve into a ghost butterfly. These two sisters are really the lucky stars of the Mo family.

It takes a hundred days for the ghost butterfly to mutate, which is another reason why it is extremely rare. Only between life and death can you get the opportunity to mutate. Most of them are in the wild. Although the black cocoon can absorb wandering ghosts on its own , but the distance is very limited, so the wild ghost butterfly is rarer than the Jade Emperor butterfly.

Basically, for Jade Silkworms who make contracts with others, if something happens to them, they will not be much better off. However, when trying to create such opportunities artificially, there always seems to be something missing, and they always end in failure.

"Shiqing." Mo Qingtian thought of something and turned to his eldest son, "Is there a record of when the silkworm eggs were laid?" This information is crucial and will be the basis for studying Ghost Butterfly in the future.

"Yes, my son is taking it with him. Do you want to see it, father?" Mo Shiqing immediately called up the records of that day. In fact, even if he didn't read it, it was only two or three years ago. He was not old enough to see it at such a close distance. Can't remember anything.

"Hmm." Mo Qingtian snorted authoritatively, took the booklet, skipped the names in front, and found the page of Mo Ranyi, his eyes flashed and he narrowed slightly.

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