Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 42: The Body of Tao Guang (please follow up on the third update)

After another half an hour, Mo Fan arrived at the nearest portal leading to the central area.

Perhaps the elite disciples from other sects are still chasing people all over the place, and there is no one waiting here yet.

Mo Fan, who rushed over in a hurry, missed again.

Before entering, he had imagined that he would randomly pick up dozens of corpses after entering.

The fact is that so far, only three corpses have been picked up, and one of them is disabled.

The first day is about to pass. According to past experience, almost half of the personnel died on the first day, that is, seventy or eighty corpses!

It’s okay to just get a tenth of it for yourself. Mo Fan wanted to cry but had no tears.

His hope could only be placed on the body of the Spirit Beast Mountain disciple in the storage bag.

If this corpse does not produce cultivation or spiritual consciousness that can directly improve his combat power, his future will not go well.

Not counting Spirit Beast Mountain, there are seven monks who have entered the realm of Qi Refining Perfection this time.

There are about three or four monks from each sect on the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, a total of more than twenty.

Facing these people alone, he still has some advantages, but if he wants to keep people, it will be difficult to succeed unless he makes a sneak attack.

Only when his cultivation reaches the level of Qi Refining, can he be sure to leave these people behind in a head-on battle.

The corpses of these people are more valuable than the corpses of monks on the [-]th and [-]nd levels of Qi Refining.

After all, the higher the cultivation level at the same age, the better the talent.

The probability of getting a good product when you finally withdraw it is also greater.

Especially Wang Xu's body, he was bound to get it.

I don’t know what good things this ice spirit root with perfect Qi refining can bring by itself.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan felt much better.

He found a secluded place and slowly waited, waiting for the spiritual roots in his body to fuse, and for someone to deliver the body to his door.

He still didn't give up. He never believed that he was so unlucky that he couldn't find anyone in the portal.

Time flickered, and another half an hour passed.

A male monk wearing the uniform of a disciple of Huadaowu walked towards the door looking left and right.

Judging from his cautious appearance, I'm afraid the slightest disturbance could scare him away.

Mo Fan also noticed the visitor, but he was not in a hurry to take action.

This person has not yet entered the scope of his spiritual consciousness. Before he is sure of the man's cultivation, Mo Fan will not rush out stupidly.

Although it can be known from the performance of this male cultivator of Huadaowu that his strength is definitely not strong.

One step, another step.

The male cultivator of Huadaowu finally entered the range of Mo Fan's consciousness.

With a slight sweep of his consciousness, Mo Fan detected the man's cultivation level.

The twelfth level of Qi Refining is about the middle stage, which is the average level among all the disciples entering this time.

No wonder he is alive to this day.

Mo Fan continued to wait expectantly for the male cultivator to approach.

The range of his spiritual consciousness is much higher than the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

With the spiritual awareness of the Huadaowu male cultivator, it would be difficult to detect him who was deliberately hiding something.

In the human world, he is not worried that the other monks' spiritual consciousness exceeds the normal value.

The secret method that can enhance spiritual consciousness is so rare that ordinary Qi refining monks have almost no chance to obtain it.

The man got closer and closer, and Mo Fan began to secretly use his magic power.

During the two months in the sect, he didn't really have nothing to do.

He has never fallen behind in the practice of Qi Condensation Technique, and now it is even worse than before.

He had almost finished charging up his attack, but the male cultivators at Huadaowu over there were not even aware of the approaching death.

Swish! ~
Under Mo Fan's control, the flying sword shot at the unsuspecting male cultivator with great force. "Uh..." It wasn't until the flying sword penetrated the chest of the Huadaowu male cultivator that he realized what he was doing, and reluctantly turned his head to look in the direction of Mo Fan.

It's a pity that he never saw the face of his killer until his death.

Mo Fan was a little surprised to succeed so easily.

I thought that this person was so cautious that it would be difficult for me to get a single blow, so I was ready to rush out and add a few more swords.

He was able to succeed so easily thanks to two things.

First, he inherited Ye Hongna's rich combat experience as a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and could control the fluctuations of the flying sword to a minimum.

Second, the Qi Condensation Technique helped him restrain the mana fluctuations in his body.

This made him more determined to practice secret arts such as Qi Condensation Technique in the future.

It's really a good spell for sneak attacks to kill people and seize treasures.

Humming a little tune, Mo Fan took a few steps and came to the male cultivator's body.

Just as he leaned over to pick up the storage bag on the male cultivator's waist, a gust of cold air rushed from his tailbone straight to his brain.

No, there's someone hiding nearby!Mo Fan felt the hairs stand on end all over his body.

He felt a strong crisis!The closest I've ever been to death.

"So close to the world!~"

Mo Fan didn't have time to think too much. He circulated the Qi in his body like a conditioned reflex, let out a low roar, and took a step forward.

boom! ~
A loud noise was heard two feet behind Mo Fan.

The aftermath of the light caused a dull pain in his back.

Feeling the violent mana fluctuations erupting behind him, he broke into a cold sweat.

Only then did he realize that a male cultivator from the Giant Sword Sect was slashing angrily at the spot where he was standing with a giant sword.

The corpse of the male cultivator from Huadaowu was instantly blown to pieces, splattering everywhere.

If he hadn't dodged away just now, it wouldn't have been the corpse that was blasted to pieces, but himself.

Seeing this scene, Mo Fan was shocked and angry.

What surprised him was when this monk from the [-]th level of Qi Refining of the Giant Sword Sect touched his side.

With his spiritual consciousness currently surpassing that of a Qi Refining Perfection monk, how could he be touched behind his back without even noticing?He couldn't understand.

What makes him angry is that the corpse that he had finally taken down disappeared just before his eyes!
Are these damn reckless men from the Jujian Sect in conflict with me?

Last time, the team leader who had perfected his Qi refining almost destroyed two of his corpses.

This time, the monk at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining simply blasted his own corpse into dregs.

Can this still be extracted?

Mo Fan thought it was impossible. It was all broken into pieces. If it could still be extracted, it would be a ghost.

"Damn you!~"

After recovering, Mo Fan gritted his teeth and stared at the strong man who suddenly appeared, speaking every word.

Seeing that Mo Fan was able to dodge his full blow under such circumstances, the strong man from the Giant Sword Sect was also shocked in his heart.

He relied on his special physique "Taoguang Body" to kill countless monks in one day.

Unexpectedly, he was dodged by a Huang Maple Valley monk who was a fellow cultivator in front of him.

But if he dodges, he will dodge, and he is not afraid of Mo Fan.

His disciples and fellow cultivators from the Jujian Sect were not afraid of others, so the strong man was very confident.

Judging from the confident expression on the strong man's face, he probably hadn't met the leader of their trip, otherwise he would have been told not to mess with Mo Fan.

He has almost reached the perfect state of Qi refining, so what are you talking about at the thirteenth level of Qi refining?

Unfortunately, the strong man has not yet met his leader.

(End of this chapter)