The Lord of Ghost

Time passed by little by little.

The influence of the secret realm spread throughout the nine states.

In any previous session, only the strongest one could make all three thousand states know about it. But this session, its splendor was unprecedented.

The descendants of the Nine Tribulations Emperor and the Heaven Devouring Demon Emperor were born one after another. These two taboo figures in the long river of history are enough to be terrifying even in the present. Their inheritors are also separated by several eras. This is the first time they have appeared, and there are two of them at once!

One person swallowed the Yin-Yang Dao Fruit of the Ancient Dragon Prince, plus his own Heaven Devouring Demon Art. If he is allowed to grow, who can resist him?

Then, the news of [Tianyun Daoyuan] was also heard. It turned out that the Emperor Huang really brought back the broken branches of the spiritual root from the depths of the starry sky and raised them in the depths of the Daoyuan. As a result, Gan Wu took advantage of the opportunity to enter.

When the old monsters knew about this, they were silent for a long time.

Especially when they knew that it was the spiritual root of the [Ancient Tree of Life], the silence was deafening.

So, on the first day after the secret realm, countless cultivators spent their time in silence.

They were silent as things developed in an unpredictable way. This time, the secret realm was opened, and the number of cultivators who died was the largest in history, but the number of Tianjiao who appeared was also the largest, and even the seed players of some forces fell here.

Qin Yang sat in the ruined dojo of Tianyun Daoyuan, and the afterglow of the emperor's weapon stimulated his nerves all the time. In just half an incense stick of time, the Daoyuan was destroyed.

He suddenly felt confused, confused about his own Tao.

What did he protect? Why did everyone related to him suffer from crisis?

Murong Qinghuan was unconscious, his best friend Jiang Baixing died for him, even his ally Prince Gulong died, and even the sub-saints related to him fell into lifespan exhaustion because of protecting him...

At this moment, he looked at the empty and ruined scene, confused.

During this period, Murong Xue came to Tianyun Daoyuan, but just watched Qin Yang from a distance, from day to night, and left at night.

That night, news came from the Ancient Dragon Dynasty.

All the cultivators who were hunting Nangong Xuanyuan died, including two well-known quasi-saints.

You know, saints in the world are not prominent, they are all in charge of a certain force. Once they go out, they will be robbed of their nests like Tianyun Daoyuan.

So the quasi-saints are the strongest fighting force walking on earth, but the quasi-saints died in the hands of Nangong Xuanyuan. For a time, all living beings were silent.

Time passed slowly.

The next morning, another news came.

[War God Temple] lost Gan Wu.

Although Gan Wu had captured the Ancient Tree of Life before, he was later hunted by [War God Temple] to which Ji Tiandao belonged. You know, [War God Temple] is an ancient Taoist sect with immortal weapons!

But even they could lose it, which can only mean one fact: Gan Wu completely possessed the treasure of the Ancient Tree of Life, which made countless cultivators jealous.

Now, on the second day after the secret realm was broken, the remaining immortal aura in the secret realm completely dissipated, and any valuable treasures in it were swept away. Without the nourishment of immortal energy, the secret realm also turned into a wreck.

But most of the cultivators still did not leave.

Because they were all waiting, waiting for whom?

Naturally, waiting for Mo Li, the weird guy holding two immortal objects.

"Two more days..." Some cultivators counted the days.

If Mo Li could not come out within two days, the powerful people from all sides decided to destroy the remains of the secret realm with their own hands, completely collapse the space, and eliminate the possibility of survival.

So... countless creatures are waiting.

Qin Yang is waiting, Xiao Xiaobao is waiting, the exiled immortal is waiting, Gan Wu and Nangong Xuanyuan who escaped are also waiting, the old guys in various clans are also waiting, and the Mo family is also waiting...

Speaking of the Mo family, many people are surprised at the Mo family's attitude towards the people of the Ten Veins. The degree of their attention to Mo Li is far from worthy of his name of the Ten Veins, which is very surprising.

You know, if there is a legendary figure who surpasses all previous generations in the family, the ancestor can climb out of the coffin and personally protect you. Xiao Xiaobao is a very vivid example.

On the contrary, other sequences within the Mo family are eager to try. They are very interested in the legendary ten veins.

Of course, among the people who are waiting for Mo Li's life and death, there is an unexpected person: Gongsun Jianwu.

Yes, Gongsun Jianwu is not dead.

As for why he is not dead, it has to start from when Mo Li broke free from the cocoon of the intertwined life Gu.

Time, back to the time when the stairs of the Tao collapsed.

Gan Wu and Mo Li were reborn from the life cocoon one after another.

Gan Wu twisted his head after resurrection. In fact, he did not expect this situation. He had to thank Mo Li.

The so-called life Gu, one rises and all loses, both have advantages and disadvantages.

"I am suddenly very interested in this method." Gu Yi gave Gan Wu a deep impression.

"Hey, your aura? Have you entered the Dao?"

As he spoke, Gan Wu felt the faint chill in the air, the chill that was approaching his soul.

"Is your Dao... related to the soul?" Gan Wu narrowed his eyes. The other party's path was very strange. He couldn't explain what that cold and empty feeling was, but since it could affect the soul, it must be related to it.

Soon, when Mo Li also broke out of the cocoon, the blood moon in his eyes was reflected, and the whole person's aura became much colder. There seemed to be some white, smoke-like spirits surrounding him, and there were more and more of them.

Today, Mo Li can finally take the swallowed ghosts out of his body and turn them into weapons for fighting.

"Speaking of which, what are you going to do next?"

Qin Yang didn't kill him, so their plan was scrapped.

Now that the stairs have collapsed, their climbing speed is far behind the speed of collapse. The only way now is to go down and return to the original platform.

Mo Li glanced at the body of Gongsun Jianwu not far away and said coldly: "Take him down."

"Him?" Gan Wu followed Mo Li's line of sight and looked at Gongsun Jianwu, whose life was cut off.

"Is he not dead?"

Mo Li did not answer. Gongsun Jianwu was his ghost slave. He had his own judgment on whether the other party was dead or not.

Now, he wanted to confirm the most critical point!

Is the reason for Gongsun Jianwu's fake death the answer he wanted?

So, Mo Li walked to Gongsun Jianwu's side and looked for the reason for Gongsun Jianwu's fake death.

If he could still retain the faintest trace of life when his life was cut off, even so weak that he could not detect any abnormality, then the thing that made him survive was very scary from a certain perspective.

If Mo Li had not branded him with the [Ghost Slave Seal], he would have been fooled.

Gradually, a smile gradually appeared on Mo Li's face.

"It seems that he did not make a wrong move."

As he spoke, Mo Li communicated with the high priest who had also emerged from his cocoon in the soul space.

The high priest was silent because he indirectly swallowed the [Wutong Soul Flower], but after Mo Li was reborn, the soul land was connected to the spiritual sea, and the high priest also woke up.

"Hey, old man, is there any magical power that can make up for the missing memory?"

The high priest paused and spit out a wisp of purple smoke from his mouth. In the smoke, a pink and white eyeless insect emerged.

"Memory Gu specializes in the memory of living beings. It can not only make up for the memory, but also compile new memories." The high priest said.

"Very good."

Mo Li held the pink and white eyeless insect and sent it into Gongsun Jianwu's body.

Because Gongsun Jianwu is Mo Li's ghost slave, as the master, Mo Li can detect everything about Gongsun Jianwu, including his memory.

But there was a blank in his memory for a period of time.

This memory is where Gongsun Jianwu went after the battle with Jian Chengzi.

No one knows about this crucial time, but if Mo Li guessed correctly, this is the answer he is looking for.

Just like what Mo Li said: the opportunity that belongs to you can only be opened by you.

Mo Li knows this truth. The placenta of heaven actually escaped from the competition like life and came to Qin Yang's head.

But when it comes to opportunity, it can only be said that you are destined to have it. Whether you can get it depends on how you are destined to have it.

In the same way, Mo Li knows Gongsun Jianwu's opportunity, and this opportunity can only be opened by him.

Soon, Gongsun Jianwu's fragmented memory was slowly completed, and the memory was like a projection.

In Gongsun Jianwu's memory, he saw a lively woman like an elf.

"Luo Xiaoxi..." Mo Li raised the corner of his mouth.

This is exactly what he wants! It is also his goal!

A mysterious woman who can completely heal Gongsun Jianwu's injuries within half a month.

You know, what is the sword wound in Gongsun Jianwu's body? That is the sword rhythm of the second most fierce formation in ancient times: the Zhuxian formation!

Even if it is only a corner of the body, it can be restored to its original state within half a month. Its recovery ability is extremely terrifying.

As Gongsun Jianwu's memory is pieced together bit by bit, Mo Li's smile becomes more and more intense.

"By the way, where is this place?"

"The medicine garden outside the ruins."

Outside the ruins... For Mo Li, the information revealed is not so simple. What he thinks is: the way to escape!

Gongsun Jianwu asked Luo Xiaoxi why he was so obsessed with the world's fine medicine, but Luo Xiaoxi answered seriously:

"The precious medicine is alive. I seem to be able to hear their breathing. If I put my ears close, I can hear the whispers. Every precious medicine has its own story. It's very interesting."

When he heard this answer, Mo Li was sure that the other party was what he wanted.

At that time, Gongsun Jianwu did not understand the meaning of this sentence, but Mo Li knew it.

About medicine, about medicinal materials. Mo Li once spent a long time studying medicinal materials in [Suzaku Ancient City]. He almost read through all the medical books and miscellaneous histories in the entire library.

During that time, Mo Li learned a lot about pharmacology.

Holy fruits and holy medicines, white flowers blooming in corpses, fleeting hidden flowers blooming under the starry sky, stone egg fruits that ripen after being watered with blood for a thousand years, and even mermaids' tears... can all be called: medicine.

Among them is the immortal medicine. According to a miscellaneous book, the magic medicine has spirits and can listen to the stories of things. If it is cultivated to the highest level, it can be transformed into a real living life.

Mo Li remembered this sentence, can listen to the stories of things...

Very good, now Mo Li is more sure of this answer.

The pharmacology that I spent time studying back then has become the grasp of today. The cause of tomorrow is the result of today.

Therefore, Mo Li's plan started very early.

He put Gongsun Jianwu into the secret realm and let him survive on his own, not interfering with his destiny, and let him open his own opportunity.

Why can this opportunity only be opened by Gongsun Jianwu? Because Gongsun Jianwu possesses the supreme physique of swordsmanship: [Taixu Sword Body]. And this sword river that gathers countless sword intents will annihilate all living things.

But [Taixu Sword Body] has the characteristics of assimilating sword energy and sword intent, so... Gongsun Jianwu is the only one who can survive falling into it.

So, this is his opportunity.

But now, the problem that Mo Li needs to solve is: how to avoid being destroyed by the sword river energy.

In other words, apart from [Taixu Sword Body], is there anything else that can resist the endless sword intent?

Yes!

Mo Li thought of the answer: [Immortal Placenta].

He didn't believe that immortal objects could not withstand the destruction of infinite sword intent.

Then, the idea was very clear.

Get the memory you want from Gongsun Jianwu, find a way to get [Immortal Placenta], and then replicate Gongsun Jianwu's path to the undiscovered medicine garden outside the secret realm...

Now, two days have passed.

Before jumping into the Sword River, Mo Li said that he would leave everything else to "luck".

Why leave it to luck, because he didn't know how long it would take to drift from the Sword River to the medicine garden outside the ruins.

He only had five days to live.

So, the rest could only depend on luck.

Soon, the third day passed quietly...

The secret realm was silent, and many people were waiting, and some even began to look forward to Mo Li's appearance.

Time passed quickly, like flowing water.

The fourth day passed.

In a flash, it was the fifth day.

It was also the limit of Mo Li's life.

If he didn't show up, they would jointly bury the entire space, and no one would survive.

At that time...inside [Jianmen].

Gongsun Jianwu was in a coma due to the restoration of his memory. He dreamed of the Gongsun family, his sister, master, father, and clansmen...

Finally, when the illusion changed, his heart suddenly choked, and the figure that made his heart beat faster broke into his world again.

In just half a month, from knowing each other to getting to know each other, he confirmed his heartbeat and affirmed the hidden love.

"Xiaoxi, I will find you when I finish the things on hand."

"Although I don't know if I can survive."

"I must be alive." Luo Xiaoxi nodded firmly: "Otherwise, who can I ask for the precious medicine you owe!"

The missing memories flooded into his mind like a tide. He recalled the past scenes and the most real light left in the darkest world!

"Xiaoxi!" Suddenly, Gongsun Jianwu woke up from his dream and shouted!

On the other side...

Outside the ruins, the medicine garden.

"Hey, why is there another corpse?"

The green-clothed woman habitually salvaged the corpse. This was one of her few pleasures. After all, the medicine garden was boring, with only precious medicines to accompany her.

Suddenly, the corpse opened its eyes, and a blood moon was reflected in them.

He curled his lips: "It seems that I have good luck... I found you!"

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Something to say: Luo Xiaoxi's line was buried at the beginning, and some book friends don't understand why it was written.

In addition, Mo Li's luck has obviously improved because of the chaos of the four celestial phenomena. I remember that I wrote a special chapter (Chapter 165), so Mo Li's luck will not be as bad as before.