Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The Son of Mist has been very happy these days.

Although he has lost most of his body and his strength has shrunk to the limit, he can only be considered "surviving".

However, he finally met someone who can talk to him!

It turns out that since the sea gods joined the Immortal Alliance, the language of the sea gods has become one of the research objects of the Wanfa Sect, and it has even become a "foreign language elective" subject in the dark department.

The difference between the language that the Son of Mist figured out and the language of the sea gods is probably... the difference between the Shanxi dialect and the Minnan dialect - at most, there are more foreign words from the language of the hill people.

After studying hard, he can still understand it.

Before the Immortal Alliance brought the Son of Mist, they also specially found a few Wanfa Sect monks who studied the language of the sea gods to communicate with the Son of Mist.

This made the Son of Mist so happy that even the jar containing him was shaking.

The biggest problem for the Son of Mist is that there are not many creatures on that planet who can talk to him. If he used his own spiritual power wave language to talk to the hill people, the effect would be no different from brainwashing, and the effect would be weaker than the "eternal touch" of the True Flame God, which is a means specifically used for brainwashing and assimilation.

Even Qingxie Zong was unwilling to talk to him like that, so he taught him how to use magic power to vibrate the air and speak in the language of the hill people.

This language is a bit awkward for the son of the mist.

And now, he has met a lot of guys who can "talk normally" to him, how can he not be happy?

[It turns out that not all of you are as strong as that monster. Let me tell you, I have a friend who is about as weak as you. ]

The monk of the Wanfa Gate probably has no experience in dealing with children, and the four words "very annoying" are written on his face.

Qingxie Zong walked over and patted the jar gently.

"Mist."

"Oh, Qingxie Zong! You're here!" The jar shook violently, then tilted towards Qingxie Zong: "You look pretty good. I thought you were beaten to death!"

Qingxie Zong was silent.

"Although I don't know what's going on over there, but the enemy who can beat me like this can blow you to death even with a breath!" The jar jumped: "But it's great that you're alive! Hahahaha!"

Qingxie Zong sighed: "In fact, the reason you're injured is still my fault. If I hadn't attracted that huge Yuanling, you wouldn't have ended up like this..."

"Minor injury, minor injury." The Son of Mist didn't care: "I tell you, the spiritual energy here is much more comfortable than our hometown. I can stay here for a while and stabilize it. Then expand it, it's very simple."

Although this jar looks like the Immortal Alliance has captured the Son of Mist, it's actually not the case.

The Son of Mist is quite heavy, and it's just a wisp of power, which needs spiritual power to repair. For him, the pure void spiritual energy provided by the Immortal Alliance is much easier to refine than the ownerless immortal power. However, the Son of Mist has become accustomed to the extremely high spiritual environment of Green Star, and this spiritual power environment is somewhat dangerous for most of the cultivators of Zhengtian Division.

Therefore, he can only be isolated alone.

In addition, this can also prevent the Son of Mist from spreading to the vital parts of the starship magic weapon

In fact, this jar is very fragile. If the Son of Mist is determined, he can get out with a little struggle. But at the same time, when the Son of Mist gets out, it will definitely trigger an alarm.

Qingxie Zong sighed: "But in the end..."

After all, he facilitated the refining of the King of Silence knowing that it might endanger the Son of Mist.

At this moment, the Son of Mist suddenly shouted: "Qingxie Zong Qingxie Zong! I suddenly found that you seem to be weaker after coming here! There are really many individuals stronger than you here!"

Qingxie Zong was stunned.

The Son of Mist, however, spoke earnestly in a teaching tone: "So, you also need to practice quickly! How can you, as weak as you are..."

Qing Xie Zong retorted: "But, you are also very weak now... According to my perception, your remaining spiritual power may not be better than mine now."

"That's true." The Son of Mist pondered: "Ah, I have become weaker than you... What a shocking fact!"

The jar shook violently, seeming dissatisfied.

"But it's easy for me to become stronger! Very easy! I will soon become stronger than you!"

Qing Xie Zong shook his tentacles: "But I will become stronger soon."

"Ah?" The Son of Mist said: "I want to see how strong you can become!"

Qing Xie Zong sighed: "There should be a chance... If I still take this matter seriously at that time."

"Take it seriously? You don't believe that I can become stronger?" The Son of Mist was dissatisfied.

Qingxie Zong smiled, "Well, goodbye. I will come to see you again."

"Go ahead." The Son of Mist shook the jar, as if to say goodbye: "You can't go far anyway."

Qingxie Zong smiled and turned to leave.

Wang Qi was waiting outside and said, "Senior, is that all?"

"What else do you need?" Qingxie Zong asked back, "He doesn't really understand the so-called 'self'. For him, it should be natural for friends to break up, right?"

The jealous people are fickle. Because they don't have a stable personality, their social relationships are also very fragile, and they often collapse without a thought.

Qingxie Zong also knew some rumors in history that "the Son of Mist is moody."

Anyway, it won't be long before the Son of Mist will change his view of him. In this case, there is no need to add this worry to the current Son of Mist.

"You can see clearly."

"There is nothing that cannot be opened. For a bug who has always been obsessed with nightmares, immortality is nothing good - I can't think of how to spend eternal life. If it were my predecessor...Mr. Ba, Maybe it will be more meaningful," Qing Haozong said.

After sending the Qinghao Sect into the designated cabin, Wang Qi's physical body also found a place, sat cross-legged, and fell asleep.

His other body is silently refining the semi-immortal weapon "Yuan Yi" outside his beast mechanism cluster.

The first "mathematics" was given to Wang Qi by Zhen Shanzi on his own initiative [from a legal perspective], and then the "dispersion" was obtained from Wang Qi's personal adventure, and the remaining two semi-immortal weapons were beheaded by Wang Qi. The "reward" of the Holy Emperor. Because he legally owns most of the components of several fairy weapon sets, according to the laws of the Immortal Alliance, he legally has the "priority to obtain the remaining fairy weapons."

Anyway, these things have little research value for today's Immortal Alliance.

Due to his trip to the center of the earth, Wang Qi knew a lot of secrets, many of which even a free monk might not have access to. Therefore, he himself is the first choice to study this thing.

In this case, it would be most appropriate to hand over Yuan Yi to him for refining.

Wang Qi followed several ancient methods and slowly penetrated his soul into Yuanyi.

This method was obtained from the legacy of Zhilong Zhenren. The reason why he did not use the more efficient modern sacrificial refining method was because Wang Qi did not want any risk to the possible spirituality inside.

but……

Wang Qi swung his fist downwards and hit the beast mechanism cluster hard.

"Made. Tema."

This is the second time Wang Qi has shown this expression in the past few days.

There is no longer any spirit belonging to several immortals in it.

There is just a bunch of chaotic thoughts. There was fear, loneliness, and unwillingness in that thought.

As early as the Qinghao Sect used the "soul storage" that came with this fairy weapon to introduce Qiao Ling Yuanling, the original information inside had been overwritten.

In fact, Wang Qi was aware of this possibility as early as when he was fighting the King of Silence. It's just that he subconsciously rejected this possibility.

It was precisely because he knew the fact that "the information in the disk may be damaged" that he seemed to lose his temper when he learned that the Qinghao Sect had forgotten its past.

"Depend on!"

Wang Qi stamped his feet hard. His hands trembled twice, almost crushing Yuan Yi. But after all, he is a person suspected of being a Scoia'tael. He knows how to cherish cultural relics and is reluctant to take action.

Now, after he learned that Qinghao Sect's memory was unreliable and confirmed that there was no information in Yuanyi, his mentality collapsed.

"It is! It was a waste of time!"

Finally, he threw the thing into his storage bag.

Wang Qi stood silently in the void. The chaotic and thin spiritual energy made him very unhappy. However, this was incomparable to the annoyance in his heart.

After a long time, he calmed down. The man looked up at the boundless starry sky and said with a wry smile: "I'm thinking, brother, I'm really scared... Tsk, tsk, tsk, the curse you mentioned, can't it be true? Haha..."

The incorporeal curse seemed to have turned into a thin veil, isolating him from the universe.

There is obviously hope, but he may never be able to find the truth.

"This curse is really vicious..."

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Soon, Bao Lintianjun also learned the news.

"There are no clues in Yuanyi..." Tianjun Bao Lin didn't understand the "curse of wishes coming true", so he decided that this was a normal phenomenon and did not feel as powerless as Wang Qi. Seeing that Wang Qi didn't seem very happy, he comforted him: "If there is no this time, there will always be a next time. We don't lack time, nor do we lack opportunities."

In infinite time, anything "that can happen" will happen.

Wang Qi nodded.

"Yuan Yi's clues have been broken, but we still have the remains of the immortals and the banished immortals." Baolin Tianjun said: "We have already started an investigation into the banished immortals. There are special Tianlingling monks who are analyzing the immortals. remains."

Wang Qi nodded: "Is there anything I can do?"

"That artifact you call the 'Black Star Revenge Monument'." Baolin Tianjun said: "Although we have requested help from the Dragon Clan and Monster Clan to develop it, it will always take some time for their supporters to arrive. Now, you are the only one who can decipher the Black Star Revenge Monument."