Chapter 931 Always Do a Few Stupid Things

Even with the alchemy furnace, Mo Wuji still couldn't refine the divine elixir. Weapon refining is different from elixir refining. Even if there is only one kind of material for refining a weapon, as long as you have your own weapon inheritance, you can also refine a magic weapon. The difference is that if you have a deep understanding of the materials, the magic weapon you can refine will be better; if you have a shallow understanding of the materials, the magic weapon you can refine will be average. The low-grade artifacts refined like this by Mo Wuji are all ugly because he doesn't know much about many of the materials.

In addition to identifying the divine grass and the properties of the divine grass, elixirs are also required to refine the divine elixir.

Each elixir is formed by the accumulation of wisdom and experience of countless people over countless years. No matter how powerful Mo Wuji's Immortal Mortal Technique is, it is only for the alchemy method and cannot create unlimited elixir recipes. At least, he can't create a magical elixir recipe at will yet.

It was a piece of cake for Mo Wuji to ask him to create an elixir. Because his alchemy has reached the pinnacle of the immortal world. As for the divine elixir, at least for now, Mo Wuji has not started to come into contact with it.

Although practicing in the Immortal Realm can only condense the divine essence, Mo Wuji has now obtained a large number of divine crystals. If he doesn't practice some, he will really feel a little itchy.

Two months later, Mo Wuji stood up from the pile of divine crystals. Sure enough, just as he had guessed, his cultivation had reached the perfection of the second level of the God of Education, and his divine energy was becoming more and more condensed, but he could not break through the second level of the God of Education and enter the third level of the God of Education.

It was time to go out. Mo Wuji swept out with his spiritual thoughts. The chaotic rules outside had begun to calm down.

An hour later, Mo Wuji stood on the ground. A few months ago, no one was left who came here.

Although the rules here are still imperfect, Mo Wuji's divine energy has been condensed to a certain extent. As soon as he came out, he felt the stronger charm of heaven and earth. He didn't need to practice at all, and his cultivation directly broke through the second level of Yushen. , stepped into the third level of Yushen.

If he fought Wu Liang now, Mo Wuji would never let this guy escape with his arm broken.

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Although he was delayed for more than half a year, Mo Wuji didn't care. Just the things on the dead senior brother Wu Liang were enough to make up for him.

Mo Wuji took off the mask and restored his appearance.

Someone saw him and Brother Death entering the crack. This matter must not be known to others. The background of Senior Brother Death Wu Liang is definitely not simple. Once people know that he killed Senior Brother Death, who knows what kind of trouble it will cause?

Just as Mo Wuji expected, Mo Wuji didn't find anything good for more than two consecutive months. Not only did he not find anything good, he didn't even meet a human being.

Just when Mo Wuji was thinking about which direction to choose to go over, he actually received a message from a disciple of the Tianfan Sect. To be precise, it was a distress message.

After all, Mo Wuji was also the top disciple of the Tianfan Sect. There was no way he would delay the Tianfan Sect's distress message, so he used his wind escape technique to its maximum and rushed over.

In less than a moment of burning incense, Mo Wuji saw a group of people, and based on a rough estimate, there were at least one or two hundred people.

Waves of fragrance came, and Mo Wuji felt relaxed and happy even after smelling this fragrance. It seemed that his cultivation level had also relaxed a bit. Mo Wuji swept over with his mind and saw a giant tree dozens of feet tall, full of fruits.

The fruit is still very green, and the many monks surrounding it are obviously waiting for the fruit to mature. The fruit was not yet ripe, and its fragrant smell made Mo Wuji feel that his cultivation was loosening. This showed how precious this fruit was. No wonder so many people were gathered here.

But what Mo Wuji paid attention to was not the fruit tree, but a monk who was covered in blood and dying.

Wei Ru, a disciple of the Tianfan Sect, was also the one who Mo Wuji gave the jade medal to.

Wei Ru has lost one of his arms, has fallen into a coma, and has no ring.

"I didn't expect you to actually come, but it happened quite quickly." A gloomy voice fell on Mo Wuji's ear. Mo Wuji's eyes moved from Wei Ru to the owner of this gloomy voice. , this is a monk at the seventh level of cultivating the gods. Judging from the sect logo on his clothes, he should be from the Jiuyan Divine Sect.

Mo Wuji ignored this cultivating disciple of the Jiuyan Divine Sect, stepped over to Wei Ru, took out a healing elixir and put it into Wei Ru's mouth.

Although Mo Wuji is still unable to refine the magic elixir himself, he has quite a few healing elixirs on his body, all of which were seized from Wu Liang.

The effect of the healing elixir was very good. When Wei Ru woke up, he immediately said when he saw Mo Wuji, "Elder brother, they forced me to send you a message. You should leave quickly..."

Only then did Mo Wuji realize that Wei Ru's request for help was forced by someone else. He took out a few more pills and put them into Wei Ru's mouth and asked, "What's going on? Tell me."

"Ant, let grandpa tell you." Another arrogant voice came, followed by a bearded Yushen man who was about to attack Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji turned around, stared at the back of the monk who was about to attack him, and said, "Tang Wuzhen, do you want to fight me?"

He could recognize that this bearded guy was from the Luanhun God's Palace, and Tang Wuzhen, the strong cultivator of the Luanhun God's Palace, was also here. Although Mo Wuji wanted to kill in his heart, he still hadn't figured out the matter yet. What's more, there are not just one or two Heavenly God cultivators here. He is just a third-level cultivator of the gods, but he is still unable to dominate here.

Tang Wuzhen said speechlessly, "Mo Wuji, this has nothing to do with me."

Although he said this, he still said to the bearded monk who was about to take action, "Junior Brother Huan, this matter has nothing to do with our Luanhun Palace for the time being, so don't take action."

After hearing Mo Wuji's words that made Tang Wuzhen compromise in disguise, everyone turned their attention to Mo Wuji. If Mo Wuji was regarded as an ant before, now Mo Wuji seems to have become a somewhat weird ant.

Of course, ants are still ants.

After offending the Jiuyan Divine Sect, Mo Wuji came here and had no other choice but to die. Not to mention there are more than 20 disciples of the Nine-Year God Sect here, there are even three disciples of the God of Heaven.

Mo Wuji was just a small early-stage cultivator of the Tianfan Sect. No matter how he forced Tang Wuzhen to compromise, Mo Wuji had no chance yet in front of the Jiuyan Divine Sect.

When the seventh-level Yushen of the Jiuyan Divine Sect heard that Tang Wuzhen actually stopped his fellow disciples under Mo Wuji's threat, he was a little surprised and stopped stepping forward.

The healing elixir given by Mo Wuji worked, and although Wei Ru's broken arm had not yet grown back, he was able to stand up.

"What's going on?" Mo Wuji asked calmly.

Wei Ru said sadly, "Senior Brother, Tianfan Sect is gone..."

Mo Wuji frowned, patted Wei Ru on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother Wei Ru, even if all of us die here, Tianfan Sect will still exist."

"No..." Wei Ru's voice was choked with sobs, "Master Pang Jie was besieged and killed by three god kings a year ago..."

"What?" Mo Wuji's whole body exploded with murderous aura, and Wei Ru felt a chill all over his body. Even the disciple of Yushen of the Jiuyan Divine Sect who wanted to step forward again was subconsciously moved back by this murderous aura.

"You said Master Pang Jie was killed?" Mo Wuji's tone became cold and he stared at Wei Ru, "How did you know?"

Wei Ru said sadly, "God King Yesa from Jiuyan Divine Sect, Yanting Divine King from Luanhun Divine Mansion, and Divine King Yiming found an extremely ridiculous reason and joined forces to surround and kill members of our Tianfan Sect. Master...the reason why I know is because this news was brought in by someone who came in later, and it has already spread throughout the entire Incubation God Realm Nest..."

An extremely murderous aura filled Mo Wuji's whole body, and he even felt his legs trembling. It was not fear, but a kind of anger with murderous intent to the extreme.

Mo Wuji knew Pang Jie very well, and Pang Jie would never take the initiative to look for trouble. God King Yesa and God King Yanting were looking for excuses to kill God King Pang Jie of Tianfan Sect. Mo Wuji knew the reason very well. Pang Jie had already told him about this.

Mo Wuji had never met a strong person like Pang Jie who was as confidant to him. In his eyes, Pang Jie was an elder and a teacher. The reason why he agreed to call him Senior Brother Pang Jie was not because of himself, but because of his sect. If he wants to establish a sect in the future, he cannot, as the founder of the sect, call someone from another sect his ancestor.

But in Mo Wuji's heart, Pang Jie was an elder who was his master.

Now that this elder was actually killed by a few selfish scum, how could the anger in his heart dissipate.

A feeling of depression filled his heart, and Mo Wuji could no longer maintain his previous calmness and patience. When Tianfan Sect still existed, he could endure it, but now he couldn't endure it.

He took out a ring and handed it to Wei Ru and said, "This place is full of opportunities. You should practice hard. No matter whether we meet or not, you must remember that you were once a member of the Tianfan Sect."

Pang Jie was killed, and Mo Wuji could think with his toes that the Tianfan Sect would no longer exist. In other words, only two or three years after he joined the Tianfan Sect, he once again became a casual cultivator without a sect. As for the reason why Wei Ru was almost killed, Mo Wuji didn't even ask. What else is there to ask? The divine kings of Jiuyan Divine Sect teamed up to kill Pang Jie. How could the disciples of Jiuyan Divine Sect not kill the disciples of Tianfan Sect?

"Senior brother, let's go together." Wei Ru also understood that since Master Pang Jie was gone, the Tianfan Sect was naturally gone.

Mo Wuji took a deep breath and said slowly, "I left with you today. I will never be happy in my life."

Feeling Mo Wuji's decisive aura, Wei Ru's heart trembled. He knew what this senior brother meant, that he wanted to stay and kill a few disciples of the Jiuyan Divine Sect even though he knew he would die.

"Senior brother, there are forty or fifty disciples of the God of Education from these two sects in total, as well as a few powerful gods. You stay here..." Wei Ru was filled with worry.

Mo Wuji laughed and said, "People always do a few stupid things in their lives. If I don't do this today, it will be difficult for me to improve my cultivation."

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