修真世界 Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen “Between Happiness and?Grief” (1/2)
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Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen Between Happiness and Grief
The yin fire bead fleard fro into a milky white thread of fire, and hit a broad tree that would need seven or eight people to circle it
Thespeed In a few seconds, the milky white fla behind a leaf The tree, which had been bursting with vitality just seconds ago, was now lifeless As the reen leaves instantly turned a chilling white Quickly, the entire tree hite, and not a bit of green to be seen The white old tree spread a pressuring chill Snowflakes started to stir up around the surroundings
The white leaves started to break off fro down
A burst of wind blew, the snowflakes danced, and countless white fragments left the old tree, carried by the wind
The enormous ancient tree, in front of Zuo Mo, turned to a cloud of white dust and disappeared in the wind
Zuo Mo was deeply shocked by what happened in front of him
Returning to the little yard, his htly dazed The yin fire bead was astoundingly powerful, as expected If it had hit a person, Zuo Mo guessed that even those ningmai xiuzhe wouldn’t be able to block it
For a last resort life-saving measure, the more powerful it was the better!
After that, he put all his energy into creating yin fire beads With the aid of the Three-Turn fire for yin fire beads was extremely smooth The yin fire beads that were created this time were different from last time The entire bead was pure white and flawless, without any trace re of the yin bead However, after Zuo Mo processed one yin bead, he needed topower and ; no wonder it was a weapon of great destruction
Looking at the twenty yin fire beads in his hands, Zuo Mo felt very confident
He occasionally would dream, if he threw these twenty yin fire beads out at once, ould it look like?
Having yin fire beads, Zuo Mo didn’t care about not ely, Pu Yao seeotten that he still owed hio to the sword cave
Zuo Mo was happy to be idle but before he could enjoy the pleasure fro power, his mood instantly dived down a cliff
damn it!
His cultivation actually stopped growing!
Why was it like this? The sudden bloas like lightning on a clear day, striking hi After the ress had dramatically slowed He had been worried, but had rowing
But if his cultivation stopped growing… …
He didn’t dare to iine it!
After Pu Yao’s advice fro power inside his body This had caused hies inside his body He could find the slightest change
He was only in zhuji stage, it was the stage that cultivation should increase the fastest He had spend large a Spiritual Cultivation] in hopes that he could ood if he just increased a little bit of ling power It had been like he i power had been slow but his cultivation had still been tenaciously growing However, forfive continuous days, there hadn’t been one iota of change in his ling energy He had never encountered a situation like this!
Zuo Mo was nervous like he had never been before!
If his ling power stopped growing, his cultivation would forever stop in zhuji! Terror spread through his heart He ran into the sea of consciousness Pu Yao was sitting on the gravestone with his eyes closed No matter how Zuo Mo called hi It wasn’t like he could ask the sect leader and the elders about this He wouldn’t optimistically hope that Second shi+bo and the others, who had beconize the mo matrix
His cultivation paused in the stage of zhuji… …
What about the dreaed his features and erased his mind?
It was like Zuo Mo had been robbed of all his strength, and collapsed on the ground Ever since he learned his features had been changed and mind erased, he had continuously told himself to search for the answer to his dream, to search for the answer to why his mind and features had been altered But when the conviction that had pushed him forward had been broken from its foundation, he didn’t knohat to do
The sky was dark He was lying on the rooftop, the sound tablet broadcasting beside him His head was pillowed on his arms as he looked dazedly at the sky
His thoughts had floated far away How long had it been since he had laid like this? After he had decided to search for answer, the times that he had just laid on the roof to listen to the sound tablet had decreased Each day was filled with countless scriptures and spells that had to be practiced Each day, he needed to tell himself repeatedly, he needed to work harder… …
In the dark night, the stars were like an ocean
Exhausted, Zuo Mo was like a child, coiled into a ball, falling deeply asleep with the sound tablet broadcasting