After leaving the Heavenly Court, Mo Nan was thinking about how to deal with Emperor Jun. Chang Xi was obviously instigated by him to seduce him. However, from the conversation between the three of them just now, Chang Xi seemed to have some difficulties. Emperor Jun's means to make him surrender to the Heavenly Court were really extraordinary. Mo Nan pondered as he flew toward the East Sea. Who knew that just as he arrived at Buzhou, he saw Di Jiang and Gonggong walking together. When the two of them saw Mo Nan, their eyes lit up and they slowly approached. When they got close, Emperor Jiang said anxiously,""Elder Wu, did you come out from the Demon Court of the young Emperor Jun?”Mo Nan glanced at their expressions and immediately understood. He said,""The three Ancestors of Sorcery have been imprisoned by Emperor Jun. I'm afraid it will be difficult to rescue them.”Gong Gong looked sad and sighed.”Emperor Jiang pondered for a while and said to Mo Nan,""Elder is a Monster Saint Master, do you have a way?”Monan was stunned. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery knew his identity? Thinking about it, it made sense. His reputation was like the sun in the sky. It was difficult to not know. Mo Nan revealed a difficult expression." To be honest, the reason why the three Ancestors of Sorcery are not injured is because I persuaded the Emperor. It's not appropriate for me to dwell on this matter. The two of you should inform the other Ancestors of Sorcery to go and rescue them.”"Thank you for saving me, Elder!" Emperor Jiang bowed.”"I'm also a member of the Sorcerer Tribe, so I'll do my best."”After saying that, he chatted with the two for a while and said goodbye to each other. The two of them went to gather the other Ancestors of Sorcery, while Monan drove towards Loulan Island.
After returning to the sect, Mo Nan strolled around the herb garden as usual or gave pointers to his disciples. He was very relaxed. A few months later, a stream of light descended from the horizon and stopped above the island, blocked by the array. Mo Nan sucked the light into his palm. It was a condensed divine sense. As his thoughts seeped in, he heard Dijun's familiar voice ringing in his head,""Zhurong and the other two have been rescued!" Mo Nan chuckled and shattered his consciousness. Each of the twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had their own abilities, just like Zhurong was good at fire and Gonggong was good at water. Emperor Jiang was a Space Ancestral Wizard and liked to use space. Therefore, it was not surprising that he could save Zhurong and the other two. What he didn't expect was that Dijun would send the news in this way. He was slightly surprised. This fellow probably attributed the cause to him. After all, after leaving the Heavenly Court, he was likely to report to the Sorcerer Tribe. Mo Nan shook his head. It was time to cure Emperor Jun's paranoia. It was true that accompanying the emperor was like accompanying a tiger.
Time passed in the blink of an eye, and four thousand years passed in a flash. In Fiery Emperor Palace, Mo Nan, who was cultivating, opened his eyes. The long robe around him fluttered and gradually quieted down. The surging mana in his body slowly flowed, and his aura became more condensed. After digesting Hongjun's mantra on West Kunlun, Mo Nan finally broke through the bottleneck and became a Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal. His disciples had also improved significantly. After a long period of time, Dipamkara had cultivated to the late-stage Primordial Immortal realm. Black Tortoise Golden Immortal Intermediate Stage, Xuanwen Golden Immortal Advanced Stage, Profound Heaven Golden Immortal Intermediate Stage, and Hundred Herbs had all reached Heaven Immortal Intermediate Stage. Most importantly, Mo Nan now had more than 13 million Main God points. He could have so many assets because his sect's industrial chain was gradually expanding. It was far from what he could compare to in the past. This could be seen from the information of the six affiliated Ps.
[Garden (3). Current EXP: 19/100. Level: 39.] [Skill Bar: Weed, irrigate, and spawn (Passive Skills). Special Skills: Transplant flowers into trees, the time for the village to mature.
[Refiner: Current experience points: 186/?]，Level 26. [Skills: Material Selection, Refining, Heart Fire Fusion (Passive Skill). Special Skills: Multitasking, success rate.
[Apothecary: Current EXP: 254/?]，Level 31. [Skills: Furnace Opening, Pill Fusion (Passive Skill), Special Skill: Purification, success rate.
Whether it was the P grade or the probability, both had increased greatly. Blacksmiths and alchemists had also figured out special skills. A blacksmith could split his attention to create two treasures at the same time. It took a longer time, but the total production increased greatly. [Pill Refiner's Purification: Able to purify pills and increase their grade.] Although there was a certain chance, the effect could not be ignored. Now, it was no longer as difficult for the two of them to refine the creatures of the Primordial World as before. As for the 10 million points, it seemed like a huge amount, but after entering Main God and unlocking level P, Monan realized how wrong this idea was. Among the main classes, there were many more gods, and there were even a few high-level gods. Their overall strength was barely acceptable, and each of them was close to ten million. The sub-professions were better, and they were all new faces, such as: Interstellar Mechanic, Mecha Assembly Master, Array Master, Illusionist, Doctor, etc., each cost a few million. Monan even saw the strangest thing.
The Tree of Life originated from the Life Plane and could nurture the Spring of Life to replenish life force. [Points required: 3158696]
Although he really wanted to buy it, his mind was wandering. Instead, he was considering whether he should get a mount. This was because many of the main class characters of the Level 2 were actually demon beasts, which was just enough for them to walk. After all, which mighty figure in the Primordial Era did not have a mount? Laozi's green bull, the primitive Nine Cloud Chariot, Nuwa's Blue Luan, and so on were all good things. Thinking of this, Monan couldn't help but feel interested. He opened the main profession of the level P exchange again and slowly browsed through it. After a while, he found a few that he liked.
The Redbud Beamon King (Demigod) was a ferocious beast from another world. It had boundless strength and tenacious vitality, and it possessed the power to topple mountains and overturn seas. [Overall strength: 36958!] [Points required: 1296?]
(Sea God) Poseidon (Middle God), from the Age of the Gods (Other Plane), ruling the boundless seas of the King's Realm. [Overall strength: 121863!] [Points required: 82569]
Hades (High God) was the manager of the Underworld. His power was boundless, and he had hundreds of millions of undead under him. [Overall strength: 256189!] Points required: **
The first one wasn't considered. Not to mention its low strength, any demon in the Wilderness that had transformed was more powerful than it. The second one had average strength and was a water spirit. It was a little uncomfortable to be a means of transportation. The last one was acceptable, but the cost was too high.
Just as he was hesitating, a ladder was suddenly built in the 33 Heavens Beyond the Heavens. It led straight to the Primordial Chaos and landed above the Primordial Chaos. When Mo Nan saw this, he knew that it was time for Hongjun's second sermon, and the location was Zixiao Palace. He immediately withdrew from the Overgods and sped off at full speed.
Not for anything else, just for the seven Saint Seats, no matter what, he had to get one.
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