Cultivating immortals is a hard job

Mo Xun rushed all the way, holding the breath-retaining jade tightly in his hand.

At the same time, he released his breath in different directions.

Although he did not feel any signs of the Demon Ancestor coming, his feeling was always good. If he was late for a moment, he would probably be in great trouble.

He turned around and around on the way, and circled several times. After more than ten days, he finally stopped in a deserted mountain.

As soon as he landed, he threw the incarnation hard on the ground.

Mo Hun was in pain, but he did not make a sound, just staring at the original owner.

Mo Xun smiled.

"Mo Protector, let's talk!"

Mo Xun could have directly wiped out the other party's consciousness, but he did not do so.

He is not sure whether it would be better to have independent spiritual intelligence when performing the resurrection technique.

But I think it should be like this.

Otherwise, using the consciousness to remotely control the incarnation to perform it is tantamount to cheating.

This spell is against the way of heaven after all.

Cheating the way of heaven is not smart, but stupid!

Mo Hun slowly sat up and snorted.

"What are you talking about? How can I continue to work for you?"

Mo Xun frowned.

"You were made by me, and I taught you all your skills. Even your Nascent Soul was formed by me using the Rongying Method. It can be said that everything you have is given by me. Even if I ask you to work for me, so what?"

Mo Hun snorted.

"Haven't I done enough for you?"

Mo Xun thought, is it a lot?

Since he made this incarnation, he has asked it to do some small things. When it encounters danger, he is the one who rushes to the front.

Even when he was betrayed, he did not take ruthless action at the first time.

Both of them have a strong resentment in their hearts.

This is human nature. They both feel that they have done a lot, but they selectively ignore each other's efforts.

There is a saying that when two people fail, they can't help but blame the failure on each other.

When they succeed, they will attribute the success to themselves.

Mo Xun did not argue with him, but said: "Let me make a deal with you."

Mo Hun took a deep breath.

"What deal?"

"Aren't you deeply in love with Lan Xin? I'll give you a chance to revive her!"

Mo Hun raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

"I have a soul-resurrection technique. If the body of a dead person is still alive, the soul can be summoned through this technique. If you are willing to do something for me, I will give you this technique, and you and I will not owe each other anything in the future!"

Hearing this, Mo Hun's heart was shocked, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

After a long time, he trembled and asked: "Are you serious?"

"With your understanding of me, have you ever heard me tell a lie?"

Mo Hun looked at Mo Xun suspiciously.

It is impossible to say that Mo Xun has never told a lie.

But his original owner has rarely lied on such a big matter.

But how is this possible?

After leaving Mo Xun, he traveled all over the country and visited many places.

Every time he went to a place, he almost kept the same habit as Mo Xun, that is, collecting various ancient books and jade slips related to cultivation.

Although he had heard some stories of resurrection, they were almost all vague words.

None of them could be taken seriously!

At least he had never heard of such a thing.

"How can I believe you?"

Mo Xun smiled.

"Do you have any other choice?"

Mo Hun was silent.

To be honest, he really had no other choice.

Or, even if Mo Xun lied to him, he wanted to take a gamble.

Since the moment Lan Xin died, he had no attachment to this world.

If he hadn't had an obsession with revenge, he would not have persisted until now.

Thinking of revenge, he suddenly remembered the breath he felt before, and asked hurriedly: "Did you catch the Mo Jiao?"

Mo Xun's hand flashed with green light, and a transparent sphere appeared immediately.

Inside was the Mo Jiao Yuanshen.

Seeing this enemy he thought about every day, a sharp light flashed in Mo Hun's eyes.

Then, he looked at Mo Xun in surprise.

The means of this original owner shocked him again.

Speaking of his feelings for Mo Xun, Mo Hun's heart is complicated.

There is resentment, jealousy, fear, and unwillingness!

But even so, it still does not hinder Mo Xun's position as a strong man in his heart.

In his impression, as long as the other party wants to do something, there is almost nothing that cannot be done.

After a while, Mo Hun gritted his teeth and said: "Add one more thing, hand this beast to me!"

Mo Xun's mouth showed a sneer.

"Don't you think you are asking too much? Or do you think you still have the capital to bargain with me now?"

Mo Hun also sneered.

"Hahaha... With your personality, since you can ask me for help, I guess what I do must be extremely dangerous, or it will cost a lot, right?"

Mo Xun was not surprised at all that Mo Hun could guess this.

The incarnation is a complete replica of Mo Xun, from his mind to his thinking.

Except for the different views on love between men and women.

Of course, Mo Xun did not intend to hide it.

"Yes, what I need you to do is to help me revive a person with this resurrection technique. As you guessed, after using this technique, the person will drop a major realm at best, or die at worst..."

At this point, Mo Xun paused for a moment.

"In fact, you don't have to consider this deal at all, because it will benefit you in every way. If you don't agree, I can only erase the independent consciousness in your sea of ​​consciousness, and finally use my consciousness to control you to cast the spell!"

Mo Xun's words can be said to be quite direct.

That is, you have to do it whether you want to or not!

The only difference is whether you do it on your own initiative or are forced to do it.

But Mo Hun is not stupid.

The other party said that he was making a deal with him and asked him to choose. It must be that the two methods are very different, or the success rate of casting spells is different.

And now, as Mo Xun said, he really has no extra choices.

In fact, Mo Hun has already agreed in his heart.

Regardless of how high the probability of success is, even if it is only one in ten thousand, he wants to give it a try.

At most, he will follow Lan Xin!

This result is what he has been looking forward to for a long time.

Mo Hun changed the topic again and asked: "How are you going to deal with this black dragon?"

The only thing he is still thinking about now is this hatred.

He was afraid that if he failed to cast the spell, he would still not avenge his vengeance. Even if he went to the underworld, he would not be able to face Lan Xin.

Mo Xun naturally understood his thoughts, so he smiled and said, "This beast's body has been destroyed. I will strip the memory from his brain and refine it into a weapon spirit!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Hun had not yet reacted, but the black dragon in the light ball was struggling to break out of it.

But no matter how he resisted, he was trapped in it.

Mo Xun gathered his magic power in his hand, and immediately condensed purple lightning in the light ball.

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