Chapter 575 Strange Place

Mo Wuji regained consciousness for a short time, but Luo Shu was engulfed by the power in the void, and his spiritual eyes couldn't penetrate, let alone divine thoughts.

Feeling that Luo Shu was constantly shuttling between realms, Mo Wuji sighed inwardly, and could only continue to close his eyes and try to recover some of his cultivation.

A few years later, Mo Wuji still couldn't get any fairy energy, nor could he stretch his divine sense. If the divine sense cannot be stretched, it means that the pill cannot be used to heal the wound. He couldn't use pills and immortal spirit energy to heal his injuries. Although his injuries were recovering slowly, the speed really made Mo Wuji a little helpless.

However, Mo Wuji was in a good mood. Although he knew that because of the crack in the void, Luo Shu might wrap the fairyland he left, but he didn't care. At least his wish has been fulfilled, he saw Cen Shuyin's soul and body fused together while falling into the Immortal Condensing Soul Pond.

For a long time, Cen Shuyin's downfall was a shackle that he could not forgive himself. If he had burned his life back then, maybe he could have left with Cen Shuyin. Because he also possessed the Wind Escape Technique, although it was not as good as Cen Shuyin's Great Wind Art at the time, it was not bad.

It's just that when he was trapped, he only thought of killing one to make enough money, killing a pair to earn one, but he didn't expect to burn his own life to leave.

"Buzz!" There were bursts of eardrum tearing sounds, and Mo Wuji was shocked. He knew that it must be Luo Shu leading him through a void realm at a terrifying speed. Otherwise, it cannot be sensed in Luo Shu. Mo Wuji also knew that this should have something to do with him not refining Luoshu thoroughly. Fortunately, this is Luoshu, if it was replaced by other magic weapon, it would have been torn to pieces long ago.

This buzzing sound lasted for more than a month. Mo Wuji, who had lost his cultivation, couldn't bear it, and finally he could only pass out.

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When Mo Wuji woke up again, he didn't know how long it had been. He struggled a bit, and immediately felt the power outside Luo Shu disappear.

Mo Wuji gathered for a long time, but he couldn't gather his spiritual thoughts. There was only a trace of spiritual thoughts around his body, and even the spiritual thoughts in his storage network were exhausted. This sliver of spiritual thought still couldn't make him open the ring right away.

One thing Mo Wuji was sure of was that this was already a piece of land. He could only bite his own finger, drip some blood on Luo Shu, and forcibly gather his mind to restore Luo Shu to its original size.

A glare of sunlight shot down, and Mo Wuji felt a kind of joyful comfort all over his body. Immediately, he was surprised to find that there was no fairy spirit here. Not only is there no fairy aura, but even the most common aura.

Could it be that he has entered an ordinary mortal world?

Mo Wuji quickly put Luo Shu close to him, stood up and looked around. The place he was in seemed to be a wheat field that had been harvested, some scattered straws were scattered everywhere, and a few unknown birds were looking for the remaining wheat grains in the wheat field.

Even though he knew that he might be taken away from Immortal Realm, Mo Wuji's heart sank when he saw the scene before him. Not only was he taken away from the Immortal Realm, but he might also have no chance in the Realm of Comprehension.

In the general realm of comprehension and immortality, it is basically impossible to see such a large-scale wheat field.

Whether it is a monk or an immortal, they all take the vitality of heaven and earth as their source, and except for a few gatherings, they seldom eat those whole grains.

Even in those gatherings, what they ate was food and various spiritual fruits that contained a lot of fairy spirit energy or spirit energy.

Mo Wuji took a look at himself. His clothes were torn and torn, and the skin corroded by the Immortal Concentrating Soul Qiongchi was covered with scars, which looked shocking. Even his face has some terrible marks and dried blood grooves, the whole person is indeed like being dug out of a fire.

Feeling this, Mo Wuji heaved a sigh of relief. His physical body can be kept entirely because of that chapter Luo Shu. Murong Xiangyu gave him two chapters of Luoshu, and his help was equivalent to saving his life. Even if he knew why Murong Xiangyu gave him these two chapters of Luoshu, he still felt in love with Murong Xiangyu in his heart.

The clothes in the ring could not be taken out, so Mo Wuji could only walk to the river not far away to clean himself up a bit.

Knowing that there was no spiritual energy here, Mo Wuji sat down and tried hard to practice. The facts disappointed him. There was indeed no aura here, but Mo Wuji felt another kind of aura during his cultivation, and he was not yet capable of perceiving what kind of aura it was.

After stopping his cultivation, Mo Wuji walked out of the wheat field cautiously. At least he wanted to find someone to ask where this place was.

On the road in the distance, an extremely cool sports car roared past. To Mo Wuji's surprise, that sports car jumped over a slower car in the middle.

Could it be that he returned to Earth? How old is this? Earth's technology has developed to this point?

Not so coincidental, is it? He was thinking about how to return to the earth, so he returned to the earth?

An old farmer with a half-black and half-white beard came over, and Mo Wuji quickly stepped forward to salute, "Excuse me, old man, what is this place?"

Seeing the shocking scars on Mo Wuji's body, the old farmer shivered in shock. Only then did he look Mo Wuji up and down. After a while, he babbled a lot, but Mo Wuji couldn't understand a single word.

Mo Wuji's heart sank. He is a top scholar on earth and is proficient in several foreign languages. Because he often went to some remote places to find herbs, he even dabbled in some tribal discourses in Africa. But he couldn't understand a word of the old farmer's chatter.

There is only one possibility, the place he went to is not the earth.

The old farmer saw that he had been talking for a long time, Mo Wuji looked blank, he pointed in one direction, and there were a lot of chattering.

Mo Wuji could only cup his fists in thanks, and walked in the direction pointed by the old farmer.

After half a day, there were more and more pedestrians on the road. There were so many people with mobile phones and various cars, Mo Wuji once again thought that he had returned to the earth.

The words that he couldn't understand half a sentence made Mo Wuji wake up.

Mo Wuji looked a little scary, not only because of his injuries, but also because of his old and weird clothes. Where Mo Wuji walked, the pedestrians on the road subconsciously moved out of the way.

Mo Wuji didn't care either. He could see clearly that the place seemed to be in order. At least until now, he hadn't seen anything unexpected.

In such a place, Mo Wuji had his own plan. First, he must learn the language here, second, he must figure out what this place is, and third, he must restore his strength.

Only after doing all this, will he have a chance to leave this weird place. There is no fairy aura in this place, and it is obviously impossible to restore strength in the wilderness. The only way to get more information is to follow these people to the city.

After another ten minutes or so, Mo Wuji followed the crowd to a place similar to a bus station. Watching many people board a passenger car, Mo Wuji followed suit.

Because Mo Wuji didn't have a ticket, he planned to take the bus. So instead of sitting in the seat, he sat down on the steps leading to the back row.

The quality and grade of this car were better than those on Earth. What surprised Mo Wuji was that he didn't see the conductor looking for him until he sat down.

Mo Wuji looked bruised all over his body, because he behaved relatively honestly, no one avoided him again for a while, and of course no one came forward to talk to him.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the car started.

As soon as the car got out of the station, a man with a scabbard came to Mo Wuji and chattered a lot.

Looking at the ticket folder in his hand, Mo Wuji knew that this person was asking him for the ticket price.

Mo Wuji was very helpless, he was already sitting on the steps, but he didn't expect the ticket seller to find him at the first sight. It seems that this guy is also very shrewd, knowing that he has no money to buy a ticket.

Mo Wuji spread his hands apologetically. It was obvious that I had no money with me.

The conductor obviously understood Mo Wuji's actions, frowned and said a lot, then pointed to the outside of the car door.

Mo Wuji knew that this was to let him go out, so the car stopped at this moment, and the door was opened, as if waiting for Mo Wuji to leave the car.

Mo Wuji sighed and could only stand up. What can he do if others insist on taking his ticket? Why do people here have no sympathy? I'm so down and out, and I didn't sit on the seat, you won't die if you don't charge me a ticket alone.

Thinking of this in his heart, Mo Wuji is not a person who is sloppy. He stood up slowly, grabbed the gray wooden stick found in the wheat field beside him, and prepared to get off the car.

Without a car, as long as he walks along this road, he can reach the city after all.

At this moment, a thin little boy stood up, stopped Mo Wuji, and at the same time, took out a few crumpled banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the conductor. Said a few words to the conductor.

Although the conductor looked disgusted, but now that someone was buying a ticket for Mo Wuji, he had no choice but to give up.

Mo Wuji also knew that the little boy had bought a ticket for him, so he quickly cupped his fists and thanked him. The little boy couldn't understand what he said, and knew that Mo Wuji was thanking himself. He smiled and waved his hand, pointing to his seat.

Mo Wuji didn't take his seat, but sat down on the back steps.

Seemingly aware that Mo Wuji's attitude was not bad, the people around him also began to look at Mo Wuji. It's just that Mo Wuji's honor really makes people have no desire to look at it.

After half an hour, the car stopped at a bigger station. At the gate of the station, Mo Wuji looked at the bustling streets and the crowds around him. He knew in his heart that he had really come to a civilized planet similar to the earth.

This is not a planet of comprehension, but it is obviously a place with good technological development.

Even though he was a Profound Immortal, Mo Wuji still really felt a kind of loneliness here. This is a strange city to him, and likewise, there is no friend or acquaintance here.

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