Cultivating immortals is a hard job

Chapter 1214

This is an overly handsome man, with a face like a crown of jade, an air of handsomeness, and an aura as if he were relegated to an immortal.

This kind of skin would probably make even women envious when they see it.

"Don't panic, fellow Taoist, I just want to make a deal with you!"

When this man spoke, every move he made showed nobility, especially his white clothes, which were not stained by any smoke or dust.

Just the way she behaves always gives people a feminine feeling.

After not feeling any hostility from the other party, Mo Xun relaxed a little, but he was still on guard and did not relax at all.

The man in white pursed his lips and smiled.

"What do you call fellow Taoist?"

Mo Xun was silent for a moment, and finally uttered two words.

"What's the matter?"

This repulsive tone did not displease the man at all, and the expression on his face was actually more friendly.

"It can be seen that fellow Taoist is a cautious person, but it can also be understood that if it were me, I would also be wary when encountering people of unknown origin."

As the man spoke, he suddenly sighed.

"Oh! If my fellow Taoist is not in a hurry, you can listen to my story first."

Mo Xun did not answer. He wanted to say that he was not interested, but he would not act rashly without knowing the strength of the enemy and ourselves.

The other party could unknowingly pull him into the illusion. This method alone had to make him think a little more.

"I am the will left behind by the master. I have spent countless years here. When the master left, he left me behind just to leave a legacy for future generations, so as not to waste this art career. , who knew that the world had suddenly changed, and this secret realm had long been separated from the original world, and I spent countless years alone. Although I was born with intelligence, I was just a consciousness with some memories. Even the lonely soul Not to mention looking for the successor, I can’t even leave here. I don’t know when this world will collapse. If I haven’t found the successor by then, how will I see the master?”

Then, there was another sigh.

Mo Xun suddenly said: "Why don't you inherit the spiritual creature that came in with me?"

"You mean the mutated Ganoderma lucidum?"

Mo Xun nodded.

The man in white shook his head firmly.

"This thing is just a medicinal material that has become a spirit. It is not even a panacea. Although my master's inheritance is not unparalleled in the world, it is not something that can be endured. With all due respect, if it weren't for the spiritual energy of this place, It’s about to be exhausted, and I have nothing to rely on. My fellow Taoist qualifications are also not qualified, but I can’t wait any longer..."

Mo Xun sneered in his heart, what he said really sounded like that.

"Has your master ever passed away?"

The man in white replied: "I don't know, but I must have been dead since I haven't been back in these years!"

Mo Xun nodded and asked: "What kind of cultivation does your master have? How does it compare to becoming a god? There is also inheritance, but the technique?"

"How to cultivate..."

The man smiled mysteriously.

"I am not in a position to reveal the details, but I can tell you that my master's cultivation level is worthy of the title of "Tongtian". The transformation of gods mentioned by my fellow Taoist is not even qualified to join my master's sect. As for inheritance, let alone It’s beyond Taoist friends’ imagination.”

"Oh? Tell me!"

Seeing Mo Xun's interest, the man in white was not in a hurry.

"Yes, but can you tell me your name first? I've been chatting with you for so long, and I still don't know who your friend is."

Mo Xun hesitated for a moment, then clasped his fists.

"Furumiyama!"