Refinement stage!
"Am I seeing things? He really only has... Refinement stage." A Nascent Soul Realm cultivator who had broken through his Golden Core and successfully condensed his Nascent Soul in his body muttered to himself as he looked at Qin Mo.
" This batch of Refinement Stage cultivators are so strong!"
Another Foundation Establishment cultivator sighed.
Because of Li An's previous experience with the Divine Kick, they understood the horror of the spiritual power vortex. The secret realm led to another small world, similar to the rumored hidden space. In other words, the space was not completed. Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator entered, they would not be able to return. All they could do was wait.
He could only enter again after the space had stabilized.
Therefore, when Qin Mo walked out at this time, it was a little eye-catching. For a moment, everyone's gaze was on Qin Mo, wanting to see if Qin Mo was going to 'throw his death'.
He was merely at the Refinement Stage!
"This fellow daoist is really good-looking. It's a pity that his brain isn't very good.”
"Sob sob sob, I really want to bring it back to be a furnace…"
Sister, your thoughts are very dangerous.
Damn it! Could it be because he hadn't left the mountain for hundreds of years that all the female fellow daoists were so open-minded? Qin Mo sighed in his heart. The world was really changing rapidly.
They were getting closer.
At this moment.
The entire place was silent. Even the whistling of the wind and the stirring of the Spiritual Energy vortex could be heard very clearly. Their gazes were all fixed on Qin Mo, wanting to see what was going on.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait."
A gentle female voice sounded.
"What is it?"
Qin Mo turned around and a beautiful woman appeared in his line of sight. She was as beautiful as a goddess in the sky. Her white clothes were spotless and her eyes were bright with intelligence.
Only then did the young girl see Qin Mo's appearance clearly. He was dressed in white, and his long white hair was draped over his shoulders. He looked a little lazy, but his temperament was out of the world. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. Those red eyes seemed to have an unparalleled attraction, making people intoxicated.
It's really good-looking…
The woman thought to herself,'No wonder there was a bold female cultivator who said something about a' cultivation vessel 'just now.' Thinking of this, her pretty face turned slightly red." I'm Ning Xue from the Spiritual Vulture Palace, fellow Daoist…Why are you seeking death?"
“......”
Qin Mo was speechless.
"Who said I was going to die?"
Ning Xue was stunned.
Was there a mistake?
How awkward…
"By the way, are you from the Vulture Palace? The Vulture Palace of Tianshan?"
Qin Mo looked at her.
Ning Xue nodded.
"Is that so? Is Ruan Linger doing well?”
Hearing this name, Ning Xue was a little stunned. This name could be traced back to two thousand years ago. The first generation of the Palace Lord of the Spiritual Vulture Palace was called Ruan Ling 'er.
Her Daoist name was Fairy Lingyu.
However, most people only knew the latter, even the disciples of the Vulture Palace. As the disciple of the current master of the Vulture Palace, she only knew the name of the founder when she was reading ancient books.
However, the Qi Condensation cultivator in front of her actually mentioned the name of the Ancestral Master in one sentence. Ning Xue was instantly shocked.
"Senior, do you recognize the Ancestral Master?"
Ning Xue asked in surprise. She sensed carefully and realized that although Qin Mo was in the Qi Refining Stage, the vast and mighty Genuine Qi in his body was really shocking. Even she, who was in the Golden Core Stage, could not compete with him.
"We met once two thousand years ago.”
Qin Mo replied.
Two thousand years ago, Qin Mo was stuck in the thousandth year of the Qi Condensation stage. Logically speaking, if an ordinary Qi Condensation cultivator was unable to break through, their lifespan should be around two hundred years.
Qin Mo, on the other hand, had the talent of the Son of the Great Dao and had the main character template. Perhaps it was because his Qi Refinement was different from ordinary people, but he seemed to have taken the elixir of immortality.
Two thousand years ago, before Qin Mo had established One Dao Sect, he had been traveling around the mountain as an itinerant cultivator in search of an opportunity to break through. Later on, he met a fellow Qi Condensation cultivator in the State of Zhao-Ruan Ling 'er.
Their personalities matched and they got along quite well, so they parted ways after traveling together for more than half a month. A hundred years later, Qin Mo heard that a sect had appeared in the Cultivation world, the Vulture Palace.
The Vulture Palace was full of female disciples, and the palace lord, Fairy Lingyu, was Ruan Ling 'er.
Three hundred years later.
Qin Mo heard that she was in seclusion to attack the Heavenly Tribulation and seek the True Immortal Great Dao.
In the blink of an eye, another 300 years passed.
"Go back... Senior, the Ancestral Master passed away three hundred years ago.”
Ning Xue whispered.
"Is that so?"
Qin Mo said softly. In the past three thousand years, his good friends and peers had left one by one. Qin Mo was already used to this kind of parting.
"Since you're from the Vulture Palace, do you want to come with me?”
Qin Mo smiled lightly.
To him, it was not difficult to bring along the disciples of his old friends in this world. It was just a piece of cake.
"Senior, this…"
Ning Xue was stunned.
Qin Mo walked in front and a voice sounded.
"Up to you. It's just a matter of whether you believe me or not.”
Ning Xue bit her lower lip.
She took a deep breath.
As if he had made a huge decision, he flashed and appeared beside Qin Mo.
"Senior."
Qin Mo smiled and nodded.
He slowly pulled out a long sword.
With a gentle wave…
In the next instant, sword light flashed! It was so dazzling that one could not open their eyes.
One sword, opening the Heaven Gate!
With a clang, Qin Mo sheathed his sword again at a frightening speed. At this moment, a crack as tall as a person appeared near the spiritual energy vortex as if it had stopped operating.
Qin Mo grabbed Ning Xue's hand and jumped in.
The sword light dissipated, and so did the crack.
"This…"
The confused self-cultivators looked at each other.
This was f * cking…
Refinement stage?
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