Starting From Longevity, Gou Dao Becomes Immortal

"Who are you?" Luo Qingyi couldn't help asking.

The figure didn't answer Luo Qingyi's question, but stared at Lu Qi in the picture scroll obsessively.

He raised his hand and stroked his face gently.

"Master, Fan finally sees you again.

There was a happy smile on the corner of her mouth, and the expression on her face was full of sweetness.

"Who the hell are you?" Luo Qingyi asked again, his tone was full of hatred, and there was also a trace of self-blame.

All this painting.

If it weren't for this painting, her parents wouldn't have died, her family wouldn't have been destroyed, and Aunt Hong wouldn't have died either.

All because she got this painting that year.

She hated herself, hated [Xianmeng], and hated the whole wish to cultivate immortals even more.

At this time, the phantom slowly turned around, looking at Luo Qingyi with tenderness in his eyes.

"You can call me Mo Xiaofan, or you can call me... Forget it, no, you can't say that name, if you say it, she will be sensed by her." Xuying said here, with a hint of slyness in his eyes.

That's right, this body is extraordinary.

During the Qi Refining period, Mo Xiaofan was sitting down.

However, she seems to be a little different now.

At this moment, although Luo Qingyi still only had hatred in his heart, for some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy towards the woman in front of him who claimed to be Mo Xiaofan.

It's like looking in a mirror.

Mo Xiaofan seemed to know her doubts, his figure slowly floated in front of Luo Qingyi, he opened his arms and hugged her into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, all the suffering will eventually pass, I am here, the master is also here, and we are all here."

This talk has no beginning and no end.

But Luo Qingyi didn't know why, and he couldn't help but collapsed into Mo Xiaofan's arms.

Tears kept streaming down, and the crying became louder and louder.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Mo Xiaofan gently stroked her back, and comforted her softly: "Everything will be fine, don't worry, everything will be fine.

After a long time, Luo Qingyi slowly withdrew his own emotions and raised his head again.

He asked, "Who are you~"?"

This time, the hatred and despair in her tone had disappeared, leaving only a trace of curiosity.

Mo Xiaofan still had a doting smile on his face, and then said: "I am you."

Luo Qingyi was a little puzzled.

But Mo Xiaofan continued: "It's rare to come out this time. I didn't expect that a painting that was unintentional in the mortal world that day became an opportunity for us to transcend. Remember my words, don't be swallowed by hatred, she After all, the path is wrong, you don’t need to understand what I’m talking about now, my time is running out, remember to find the master, and you will understand what I’m talking about after you find him.”

When Mo Xiaofan said these words, her figure became more and more faint, and when the last word fell, she completely disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Luo Qingyi tried his best to catch Mo Xiaofan's figure, but it didn't help.

All in vain.

But at the last moment when Mo Xiaofan disappeared, a faint light entered Luo Qingyi's sea of ​​consciousness and merged with her soul.

Then, a message appeared in Luo Qingyi's mind.

This is a Cultivation Technique called:

Seven Hate Sword Art!

But for some reason, when the current Luo Qingyi saw the word [hate], his heart was filled with repulsion.

At the same time as Mo Xiaofan disappeared, a woman was practicing in Closed Door Training in a section of the fairy road in the distant time and space.

In her divine sense, two thoughts that belong to her are constantly confronting each other.

"Hearts Demon, don't you mess with my mood!"

The woman's spiritual body yelled at the own Hearts Demon with harsh words.

But opposite her, the phantom she called "Hearts Demon" just smiled faintly.

"I never thought of disturbing your state of mind. [Soul Melting Formation] was opened by you yourself. You have experienced everything I have experienced. Am I a Hearts Demon? Or are you a Hearts Demon? I think You should think about it, is Dao really heartless?" Mo Xiaofan replied with a smile.

From the moment the [Soul Melting Formation] was opened, they were inseparable from each other.

Who is the Hearts Demon? Not sure at all.

Although currently because of the Cultivation Base, it seems that this part of Mo Xiaofan's soul is at a disadvantage, but Mo Xiaofan is still unwilling to give up.

At least a piece of good news has just come back.

Just now, she felt that the painting she left in the mortal world was actually obtained by turning around with another soul.

As long as that split soul can not be swallowed by hatred in the end, then she still has hope of winning.

Although this hope is very slim, Mo Fan is still full of expectations.

She believed that she would see her master again one day.

On [Endless Fierce Sea], Lu Xiao's research has reached the most important juncture.

The process of spiritual integration of the fourth-order elixir has entered the final stage.

Two hundred years have passed since the third-order elixir was successfully developed.

The [spirit spot] of the fourth-order elixir exceeds a thousand.

The difficulty has been raised by more than one level.

Today is already his 19999999th test.

Lu Qi had an intuition in his heart that this experiment would definitely be a success.

The power of Divine Sense is concentrated on the process of spiritual fusion of elixir.

He didn't dare to be careless, and he had to be careful when moving each [Spirit Spot], and he didn't dare to have the slightest problem.

Finally, after he successfully moved the last [Spirit Spot], the first fourth-order elixir spiritual fusion was finally successful.

At the moment when the last [Spirit Spot] was successfully fused, the fourth-order elixir as the main body began to undergo wonderful changes.

The Spiritual Qi of the world around the spaceship began to frantically gather towards the elixir.

A elixir that had never been seen on the four-land continent was displayed in front of Lu Qi.

Tier 5 panacea!

Lu Qi bred a fifth-order elixir that only existed in legends.

On the four-land continent, the fourth-order elixir is already the top existence.

For countless years, the ancestors of the Four Realms Continent had wanted to cultivate a fifth-order elixir.

But in the end it didn't work (Wang's Zhao).

But today, through the method of spiritual fusion, Lu Qi has cultivated an elixir that completely surpasses the fourth-order level.

From this moment on, Lu Qi finally determined that the Four Realms Continent was really a prison.

The method of transforming gods can be explained by the loss of inheritance.

After all, the human race has faced countless crises since ancient times. In these crises, it is understandable that the human race's inheritance is lacking.

But Alchemy is different. The law of the growth of all things is not something that ordinary people can control.

Lu Qi never felt that he was a genius.

The way of spiritual integration of own elixir is also comprehended from the experience of countless Alchemy ancestors.

But today I succeeded!

Lu Qi has never been a proud person.

If you can be successful, others may not.

Today's own is successful, which proves that the existence of the fifth-order elixir is not a legend. It can only explain one problem, that is, the severance of the inheritance of the Four Realms Continent must be affected by external factors.