His body turned into a ray of light. Mo He left the sea of ​​clouds around his dojo and flew quickly to his dojo. He was holding a ball of light in his hand, and there was a light yellow airflow inside.

"The harvest is pretty good. The earth-sinking aura can be regarded as a fairy material and should be able to use it in the future!" Mo He looked at the light ball in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

While speaking, Mo He was also calming down a trace of greed that arises in his heart and calming down his mood again.

After several days of cultivation, Mo He has adapted well to his current state after entering the True Restoration Level. His emotional fluctuations have not had much impact on him at present. However, in order to get through the True Restoration Level as soon as possible, Mo He still took the initiative to find ways to speed up the integration of the Dharma phases of heaven and earth, for example, now.

Mo He knew that exploring in the boundless sea of ​​clouds might arouse greed in his heart, but he still did this. However, he set a goal for himself. Every time he entered the boundless sea of ​​clouds, as long as he found a kind of immortal material, he had to escape immediately and leave, give up and continue looking. Even if there was a second immortal material and put it by his side, he had to give up blindly.

Through this method, Mo He is trying his best to restrain the greed in his heart and control himself from being affected by greed. As of now, this method has some effect, and it has indeed slightly promoted the integration of the Dharma image of heaven and earth and itself.

After collecting his harvest this time, Mo He's eyes fell into the boundless sea of ​​clouds in front of him again. It was still early at this moment. It was only half an hour before he finished his morning class. The new day had just begun.

The sea of ​​clouds in front of you is surging, and the rising sun shines on the boundless sea of ​​clouds in front of you, making the sea of ​​clouds in front of you look golden and beautiful.

If it were Mo He in the past, he would have to stand here and enjoy such a beautiful scene, but now he doesn't think there is anything beautiful about the scene in front of him. Instead, he feels a little monotonous and boring.

In fact, this feeling was not only because he saw the sea of ​​clouds in front of him, but also Mo He felt this way in his own temple.

The empty temple, he was the only one, made him feel a little lonely and very bored. The simple house made him not so pleasant to see. Even the passion fruit tree grew there, which made Mo He feel a little awkward.

Mo He has had an impulse more than once in the past few days, wanting to overthrow everything in his temple and rebuild it, pull out the passion fruit tree, and then go back to the Qingmei Temple, pull up one of the two Qingmei trees and bring them back, and plant them in his temple.

Fortunately, he restrained this impulse because his consciousness was very clear. His current feelings were all because of some changes that occurred because he had entered the stage of realization. If he really did this, he would definitely regret it after he had passed the level of realization.

Compared to changing his dojo layout, Mo He actually had a more dangerous idea in his mind, that is, he wanted to improve his methods recently.

Since his practice, Mo He has maintained a good habit, that is, he often records some of his own wonderful ideas in the jade slips, and some of his ideas are very crazy. Mo He dares not try it himself, but just a path to refer to when improving his own means or perfecting his skills.

But now, he suddenly felt that some crazy ideas may not be impossible to realize. He wanted to experiment with these crazy ideas, and maybe he could greatly improve his combat power.

This crazy thought has been hovering in Mo He's mind for several days. In order to suppress this thought, Mo He has even deliberately reduced the time of practice in the past few days, and even dared not recite the Taoist scriptures for a long time.

Mo He has now dug out some of the classics of the Hundred Schools that he hasn't read for a long time. Recently, he has used these to pass the time in his spare time, for fear that he wouldn't be able to help but really experiment with the crazy ideas he had thought of before.

Not mentioning these thoughts for the time being, at this moment, Mo He looked at the sea of ​​clouds in front of him and suddenly felt a strong impulse in his heart, wanting to leave the fairy cloud sky and go around the starry sky or the earth.

Although I don’t know many friends, I still have some. I can go to the junction of the human race and the spiritual race star field. I can see Zheng Chou and Han Feng who didn’t have time to say goodbye last time, especially Han Feng. I am now leaving him far behind. I don’t know how surprised he will feel when he sees him now.

Thinking of this, Mo He had another thought in his heart that he wanted to show off.

Or maybe you can go to the earth, whether you go back to Qingmei Temple to see it, or see Su Bai, or the younger generations who have blood ties with you, they probably have already made a sprout for the Mo family.

Thinking of these younger generations and grandchildren, Mo He's thoughts were a little distorted. A beautiful figure suddenly appeared in his mind. I remember that decades ago, in a sea of ​​clouds, a beautiful figure showed his good feelings to him. I don't know how she is now.

Mo He's thoughts are very confused now. He thought of many people and things. The more he thought about these things, Mo He wanted to leave the temple, and the more he was thinking about going to other places to see, and he wanted to take action immediately. The rational string had collapsed and tighter. I don't know when the string might be broken.

The breath on his body slightly fluctuated. Mo He's eyes disappeared from the calm of the past, and there was a rich emotion in his eyes. As soon as he stepped on his feet, he left the temple again.

However, as soon as Mo He flew into the air, his speed suddenly slowed down. Although the rational string was getting tighter and tighter, Mo He was still rational. He knew that he was not suitable to run around now, and what he needed was to spend this period of time smoothly.

It happened to be at this moment that Mo He suddenly felt a force and grabbed him. Then the force suddenly swung him down. Mo He could not resist at all, and his body was thrown directly below and smashed into his temple.

With a roar, Mo He was smashed into his dojo, and his body directly hit the ground, leaving a big pit on the ground.

"Pooh!"

Climbing out of the pit, Mo He spit out the soil stuck in his mouth, then patted his clothes casually, and immediately bowed to the direction of the immortal court, but he felt a little depressed.

Just now, there should be a master in the Immortal Court who helped me, but the other party's method was not gentle at all. He directly smashed himself on the ground. Although he was not injured at all, he could not help but feel a little pain when he was caught off guard. The reason why Mo He was depressed was that he had already reported it at that time and was about to return to his temple, the other party happened to take action. He was in vain and had to thank others.

He reached out and waved his hand to the ground, and the hole that Mo He smashed into the ground was repaired immediately.

"It's better to practice well. If it really doesn't work, it's better to let yourself have a sleep!" Mo He thought so in his heart, then he thought about it, opened the defense of the Taoist formation, and turned around and walked towards his house.

Qingmei Temple, around the two green plum trees, the current disciples of Qingmei Temple, except for Nie Duxian who has established his own family, are now here. Everyone's eyes are looking at the figures standing under the green plum trees.

"Senior brother, take the lead. After a few decades, I may be able to find you and the master. You don't need to worry about Qingmei Temple. Leave it to me and Junior Brother Xiao. Don't worry about everything. You can bring these jars of Qingmei wine with you. This is what I brewed again after the effect of Qingmei fruit reaches the level of immortal ingredient. Master hasn't tasted it yet, please bring it to him!" Ren Yunteng held a storage bag in his hand and handed it to Wuyou's hand in front of him, and then said with a smile on his face.

Wuyou took his storage bag with one hand and nodded at him. The expression on his face was the same as usual, but a hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

His cultivation has officially broken through the realm of the true immortal of the Yuanshen, and he will go to the sky. After he goes, it will not be so easy to come back. It may take a long time to meet these people from Qingmeiguan again.

Wuyou has lived here for a long time. Since Mo He brought him back to Qingmeiguan from Cangzhou, this place has been his home. Originally, he and his master were the only ones, but later there was one more person. Now there is more people than before, but he should leave. He is really reluctant to let him go.

"Teacher brother, take care of the matters in the middle and the big and small, I will definitely do it well. The master is now above the sky, and his cultivation has reached the realm of Xuanxian. Maybe he will be able to come back with the master shortly after he goes." Xiao Liang, who was standing beside him, also spoke.

Upon hearing this, Wuyou turned his gaze to him, nodded at him, and did not speak.

After a while, Wuyou looked at Yu Yue who was beside him. The master and apprentice looked at each other for a moment. Yu Yue bowed and bowed to Wuyou, and then suddenly smiled on his face and said, "I respectfully send the master to the sky. My disciple's cultivation is shallow. I'm afraid it will take about a hundred years to go to the sky to find you. Please take care of me!"

Yu Yue's personality is a bit similar to Wuyou. He doesn't say much in daily life, but today's sentence is already long enough.

Wuyou looked at Yu Yue and a smile appeared on his face, as clean and bright as before, diluting the atmosphere of parting.

In fact, this is not a sad thing at all. On the contrary, for practitioners and a sect, this is a joyful thing, because another immortal has appeared in the sect.

"Take care!" He smiled and said two words. Wuyou then turned into a light and flew into the sky. He met with a figure who had been waiting there and flew to a higher place.
Chapter completed!