There are two types of people in Taixuan Continent, one is a mortal, and the other is a cultivator. Cultivators cultivate themselves with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in order to achieve the ascension of Tao.

Seeking immortals and asking for the truth, and moving against the heavens, after successful foundation building, the three souls and seven spirits of the cultivator will gradually condense and eventually cultivate into a complete soul. Without the three souls and seven spirits, you will naturally be unable to be reincarnated and there will be no cycle of life and death.

Once the body is damaged and the soul cannot take over the body within three breaths, it will die.

Mo Tianliao, whose cultivation was not low before his death, naturally knew these principles. Therefore, when a spring thunder sounded, awakening him from the drifting drift for several months, Mo Tianliao was stunned.

The soul left the body, just like thin ice exposed to the scorching sun in the dog days, which was so fragile that it could blow away a gust of wind. But he was still floating well, awake, and remembered clearly the past. He looked around and found that it was still the land of the volcanic mountain, but he didn't know which mountain it was blown by the wind.

Trying to find a touch of soul, I found that he was wrapped in a layer of soft power, like a small insect sealed in amber, safe and sound.

Although she still has consciousness, she is just a translucent light ball after all, without any power. Mo Tianliao can only wander aimlessly in the mountains with the wind, and she floated for hundreds of years.

In the 30th year of waking up, Mo Tianliao learned to use his weak soul power to change the direction of floating. He did not dare to go to a crowded place, for fear that people with advanced cultivation would see it, so he stayed in Yanhuo Mountain. Hundreds of years were enough for him to see this mountain range of 300 miles inch by inch.

On the top of the volcano, the fire never disperses all year round, and no grass grows, but a big tree stands tall.

The tree is three feet tall, thick, tall and slender, without branches, only a single tree, and its color is burnt. The volcano produces fire in April and the fire is gone in December. In the early spring when there is no open fire, the wood will produce a layer of tender green, and when the fire is born, the leaves will fall.

Mo Tianliao has been refining weapons for many years and knows the precious materials in the world as if he is as good as a hand. When he sees the fire surrounding the single tree like a dragon, but it can't be burned out, the ecstasy in his heart is simply unspeakable. Ancient sacred trees, endless trees!

Infinite means endless life, and this kind of divine tree can be used as the physical body!

Although I don’t understand how the power to protect him came from, since I haven’t died yet, Mo Tianliao naturally needs to find a suitable body to take over the body and rebirth. It is naturally good to find a child with good bones, but no matter how good the spiritual root is, it is not as good as the ancient divine tree!

When cultivating immortals, you must naturally pay attention to a bone. The better the spiritual root, the less obstacles to cultivation, and the greater the chance of becoming an immortal. As we know, the best spiritual root is the heavenly spiritual root. People with this spiritual root absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth the fastest and have the highest understanding.

However, the physical body of Bujinmu is an existence that transcends the spiritual roots of heaven. There is no other reason. As an ancient divine wood, it is a spiritual object born from heaven and earth, and there is no obstacle to absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!

Mo Tianliao circled around the divine wood. This was probably the only endless tree in this world. He couldn't bear to give up no matter what he said. He just needed to use a thunder to slash him like it and slowly refine it.

If it were someone else's soul, he would naturally not be able to seize a piece of wood, but he was different. After hundreds of years of leaving his body, his soul had long been condensed very firmly by him, and it was no problem to resist the next thunder.

Everything is done, but the east wind is not needed. Mo Tianliao now needs a thunder to slash him.

Heavenly thunder is not something you want to be struck by it. Mo Tianliao can only guard the divine tree with the extremely patience of his weapon refining master, hoping that one day the heavenly thunder will come down.

Flowers bloom and fall, and the world changes, and this guard has been a hundred years.

"Crack and click--" A thunder that resounded through the sky and the earth passed through the dark clouds and slashed straight down. Mo Tianliao hurriedly drifted into the air, barely avoiding the lightning that had struck dozens of miles into coke.

After waiting for a hundred years, I finally waited for the thunder, but it was a set of nine heavenly thunder. I don’t know which unlucky guy survived the tribulation here, and Mo Tianliao wanted to curse her.

Passing the tribulation is the last step to ascend to become an immortal. As long as you survive the thunder tribulation, you can achieve the great way.

However, thunder tribulation is also different from thunder tribulation. Some people's thunder tribulation is like drizzle, and they are just striking, but some people are shocking and killing people to death. These nine heavenly thunder are the latter.

Mo Tianliao, who wanted to borrow light, could only control his few soul power and dodge left and right.

That day, the thunder struck for a whole day and a night, and then gradually weakened. Mo Tianliao seized the opportunity, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and jumped onto the divine wood.

"Cra" It seemed as if the loud noise of the sky and the earth was shattering directly into the depths of the soul. Mo Tianliao felt that his soul was torn apart inch by inch, and was forcibly embedded in a hard thing. He wanted to roar in pain, but without his body, he could not make any sound.

The ancient divine wood instinctively rejected the invading soul. Although it was almost gone, Mo Tianliao gritted his teeth and kept it clear and tried to penetrate his soul into the endless wood's veins.

As time passed, Mo Tianliao's soul became weaker and weaker, but the power of the immortal wood never stopped. Could it be that it was over? No, he has guarded the divine wood for a hundred years, not to be swallowed by the divine wood!

The power that had been protecting him seemed to feel something, slowly dissipating the wrapping of his soul. The warm power was like a trickle of water, slowly combing his soul and blending it into one bit by bit. Mo Tianliao only felt extremely comfortable. After merging with the mysterious power, the divine wood no longer rejected him!

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder slashed for seven days and seven nights, and the unlucky tribulation cultivator had already been split into a slag.

After a heavy rain, the sky was as clear as the sky.

It happened that there was no fire in March, and the green and fluffy endless wood slowly shrank and deformed, and eventually turned into a slender man with a slender body. His eyebrows were as carved as an axe and his temples were as cut as a knife. He was extremely handsome. It was Mo Tianliao who had refined the endless wood.

After floating for hundreds of years, he finally got down to the ground again. Mo Tianliao felt a little urge to whistle to the sky. However, the most urgent thing is to find a piece of clothing that covers his body.

The divine wood transformed into shape, but it did not make clothes for him.

After moving his limbs, Mo Tianliao took a step and walked towards the huge deep pit on the mountainside. The seven days and seven nights of thunder tribulation not only cut the unlucky ancestor into a slag, but also completely destroyed the surrounding plants, trees, mountains and rocks.

He carefully sensed it with his soul for a while, but did not find the soul of the ancestor who passed the tribulation. Mo Tianliao breathed a sigh of relief. If he had just come alive and was taken over by someone else's body, it would be too unfair. Then he smiled and said, "I don't know what kind of fortune he had, and after all, he was still a few."

Mo Tianliao searched in the pit for a while, and most of the spiritual treasures were destroyed. After a long time of scattering, he only found a storage bracelet. The bracelet was so dark that it was not of any level. The monk was dead and the soul mark disappeared. Mo Tianliao easily poked out the things inside.

The space inside the bracelet is very small, and it is only filled with some scattered spirit stones and a few sets of clothes. Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows and looked a little subtle. This bracelet is a magic weapon he practiced in his previous life. It will not solidify time and cannot save spiritual grass and elixirs. The space is also very small. The only use is to resist thunder tribulation. I guess this person bought it because he heard that he could resist thunder tribulation, but this so-called fearless thunder tribulation is just that the storage bracelet itself is not damaged, and people will still be struck to death...

After touching his nose and mourning for the cultivator who was trapped for a moment, Mo Tianliao took out a dark clothes and carefully checked it. He found no marks of the sect or any high-level magic weapon. Then he put it on.

With clothes and money, it’s time to go out. Mo Tianliao snapped her fingers in a good mood: “Let’s go!”

So, the fingertips caught fire...

Mo Tianliao widened her eyes and looked at the flames rushing up at the fingertips. It was brightly colored and a little green light. If he didn't miss it, this was... a fire from wood!

Several kinds of strange fires will occasionally be produced in the world, such as fire in stone, fire in ice, etc. This fire exists with other attributes, and it also has some other attributes. Unexpectedly, this endless wood is burned by the fire for ten thousand years, and fire in wood is produced. This fire has the endless power of the endless wood. If used to refine weapons, the spiritual energy of the treasure material will not be damaged.

The fire in the wood that could not be found in the previous life was actually directly called to the face by a big pie from the sky. Mo Tianliao was stunned for a moment.

After spending a few more days of time to get used to this big pie, Mo Tianliao then raised her foot to Shishagu.

Too many monks died here back then, and their resentment did not dissipate for a long time. With his fragile soul body, he could not get close to him. Now that he has a new body, he naturally has to come and have a look.

The devastated tree was isolated, Mo Tianliao squatted beside the short tree and touched the fist-sized tree hole. Over the years, the cat had already run away.

Mo Xiaozhao is a monster with a very good bone. When he picked it up, Mo Tianliao also had the intention to collect it as a servant beast, but it was more because he liked the little fur ball. As long as Mo Xiaozhao didn't want to, he wouldn't force it to enter into a blood contract. The delicate little thing, without his care, didn't know how he was doing.
Chapter completed!