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Chapter 1220 Dan? Fu Zhixuan?

The second purple green energy flowed into his palms. As soon as he touched the spirit-binding Jian, Mo Ran felt an unprecedented gloomy poisonous gas flowing into the three thousand worlds along the meridians on his arm.

For a moment, a very domineering green stream suddenly rose between the heaven and earth where the purple and green qi were inherited. This green stream was the essence of the poisonous king's vitality contained in the Spirit Binding Sword.

The green stream was raging in the three thousand worlds, without any intention of stopping. Wherever it passed, it corrodes all things. The green grass and green plants rotted in an instant, and the Yangtze River was also eroded by the green current and turned into highly toxic water. As for the mountains, they began to slowly untidy and collapse, and even the air that made people feel extremely comfortable had a strange smell.

Mo Ran's divine thoughts returned to the Three Thousand Worlds. Seeing this scene, he was shocked and shocked.

The poisonous element is transformed into a majestic momentum. If this poisonous stream continues, wouldn’t the Three Thousand Worlds be destroyed in vain?

Thinking of this, Mo Ran made up his mind and said to himself: "Since God has given him this opportunity, there must be a solution, otherwise Fu Quan would definitely not let himself enter this strange space. Since that is the case, it is better to try it."

"Try it." Mo Ran roared in his heart, and then countless complicated handprints formed.

The seal technique naturally comes from the Brahma Skill. With the activation of Moran's vital energy, the Brahma Skill quickly flowed. In an instant, in the three thousand worlds, purple air sinks and green air rises. The two are in a siege. Under Moran's control, they are controlled towards the raging and flowing poisonous energy pressure.

The powerful pressure caused the storm and clouds of the three thousand worlds to change. The entire world was squeezed by the two qi of purple and green, and it continued to shrink. As a result, the poisonous streams that had just eroded all things were forced to escape from the essence of the five spirits and condensed together again.

Seeing that this method was feasible, Mo Ran's aura surged in his heart. He used all his strength to do it, and he boldly forced the poison to his soul.

The soul is the foundation for martial artists to cultivate and refine, especially as the later, the stronger the soul is, the stronger the strength. It can be said that without the soul, no matter how many martial arts a warrior has, no matter how many magical artifacts there are, they will not be able to play any role. Mo Ran's move is like he himself said, and it is definitely a desperate way.

Compress the poisonous vital energy and force it to enter the soul, and use the body of the soul to purify or absorb it. As long as you achieve this goal and do not die, Mo Ran is considered successful. As for whether this poisonous vital energy will bring discomfort to yourself in the future, or may it be in danger, it is not allowed to be considered at the moment.

Since I have made up my mind, Mo Ran did it without hesitation.

In this way, after a few days, the essence of the poisonous vital energy was finally compressed into Mo Ran's soul by two pure original vital energy.

At that moment, the powerful shock shook Moran's divine thoughts and made him unconscious in pain.

In the hazy state, Mo Ran had no idea what had happened. When he woke up, he found that he was still in that strange space, but there was no shadow of Fu Quan beside him.

In shock, Mo Ran's spiritual thought returned to his body, and hurriedly investigated and found that Jing Lian, Shi Jue and Yi Qiankun also disappeared at the same time.

Therefore, Mo Ran was sure that this poisonous energy essence must have done something to him.

Just as I was thinking, a dull breeze suddenly roamed, and the air flow swirled and gathered in one place, and a majestic figure appeared in front of Mo Ran out of thin air.

This man's face is like a jade crown, with a pride of immortality. He has a long palm support, and a faint green light soars upwards. In the green light, a faint white and moist color flows out, revealing a domineering elegance that runs contrary to the poisonous energy.

Looking at the clear outline on the man's face in front of him, Mo Ran felt that it was difficult to declare. This feeling was not the first time that he had appeared. He recalled hundreds of thousands of years ago, the vague but clear imprint in his memory emerged.

"Dan? It's you?" Mo Ran really wants to make himself not lose his composure, but everything in front of him is really too real. This person who once appeared in the Chaos Star Sea of ​​the Brave Great Land and the Great Land is the person who calls himself "Dan" in the wordless scroll.

At this time, the man spoke: "I finally waited for you, maybe you should call me Fu Zhixuan now."

"Fu Zhixuan? Dan is Fu Zhixuan, Fu Zhixuan is Dan. You are not dead? What's going on? Why is this happening? Are you waiting for me? Why are you waiting for me? "

The complex emotions made Mo Ran lose his calm mind, and the series of questions asked included all the doubts Mo Ran had since come to this world.

Fu Zhixuan smiled slightly, and his suspended figure slowly fell down. He stood in front of Mo Ran and said, "It's really a long story. Haha, you're right. I'm not dead. I'm watching everything you've experienced in the Poison Lord Hall. You didn't disappoint me. Finally, I stood in front of me step by step with myself. "Mo Ran looked cold and even confused, and asked, "What's going on? That wordless pill recipe~"

Just as he was about to ask, Fu Zhixuan waved his hand and interrupted: "I'd better tell you."

Mo Ran closed his mouth and listened carefully.

Fu Zhixuan said: "Since you have already cultivated the three thousand great worlds, I'm afraid he has left."

Are you talking about the mysterious person in my mind? There are many things that only Mo Ran knows, and has never mentioned them to anyone. When he heard Fu Zhixuan ask about this, Mo Ran was immediately surprised.

Fu Zhixuan nodded and said, "It's him."

"Leaved." A sense of inexplicable trust made Mo Ran answer without thinking. Until he said that Mo Ran felt inappropriate, but since he said it, there was no possibility of taking it back.

Upon hearing this, a hint of melancholy appeared on Fu Zhixuan's face, and even sadness appeared. After sighing, Fu Zhixuan said, "If you leave, you will leave, you will never come back."

Mo Ran was dizzy and worried, and couldn't help but say, "What does it mean? I don't understand."

Fu Zhixuan smiled and said, "You don't need to understand. Now is not the time. Come, let me see how far your Brahma Art has entered?"

"You even know the Brahma Art?"

"Of course, otherwise you think I left the last wisp of soul and wait for it here, hurry up, run it and show it to me."

In extreme shock, he slowly started to operate the Brahma Art. At the beginning, Fu Zhixuan interrupted: "Okay, I understand. It seems that Tianyan has arrived. He said it is right, and there will be a break in the end."

After hearing this, Mo Ran was extremely depressed. After talking for a long time, Fu Zhixuan didn't mention the point at all, and he was just playing the puzzle.

Seeing Mo Ran’s impatient look, Fu Zhixuan said, “He~, huh, it’s my master.”

Mo Ran could understand this. The "he" in Fu Zhixuan's words should be a mysterious person who had disappeared several times in his mind.

"Your Zi Ming Qi was given to you by him."

The second sentence surprised Mo Ran.

Fu Zhixuan said again: "It's just that he is him, you are you. Now that you have merged with most of the three thousand worlds, you should know some things."

Mo Ran said, thinking, "The key point is here." Without interrupting, he continued to listen attentively.

"I'm waiting here because I'm instructed by my master to tell you a few words."

"Senior, please speak."

Fu Zhixuan nodded and said, "One of the things, the Brahma Art is a world-class skill. If you practice it to the extreme, you can gain the ability to see through the world and explore the world. However, the Brahma Art you practice is not the orthodox Brahma Art. This Brahma Art has been changed."

"Tampering? Is it fake?" Mo Ran exclaimed.

"No." Fu Zhixuan shook his head and said, "The Brahma Art is still a Brahma Art, but there are some things that should not appear. Whether it is good or bad, no one can tell whether it is good or bad, and even the master cannot do it. Since you have practiced to this level, it is best to continue practicing step by step. As for the final result, I can't tell you."

"What the master wants to tell you is that when you practice and practice this Brahma Art, you must persist. Even if you fail later, you cannot give up easily. Even if you spend your time, you will not give up easily. Even if you spend your time and become a mortal, don't give up easily. The matter is that you must always keep this sentence in your heart."

"Is this a foreseeable?" Mo Ran was not a fool. Fu Zhixuan's words and sentences vaguely revealed that his master's foresight was as if the mystery had already seen through every step he had made, and was relying on Fu Zhixuan to remind himself.

But Fu Zhixuan replied: "I don't know this, I can't answer you, you just need to remember it."

Fu Zhixuan's words were sincere, and Mo Ran could not tell the truth at all, so he could only write it down temporarily in confusion.

"Secondly, what the master wants to tell you is, don't trust anyone easily, maybe you will lose some hardships in this way."

"Huh?" Mo Ran was slightly stunned when he heard this, "I heard from the mysterious man that said this, and he once warned me, can I think someone wants to harm me?"

Fu Zhixuan smiled slightly, but did not answer, but said in a slant: "Third, the purple flame in your hand is a rare treasure. You are not qualified to use it yet. The reason is that the purple flame is still in an imperfect state, look here."

As he said that, Mo Ran had no feeling at all. The Supreme Purple Flame Artifact appeared strangely in Fu Zhixuan's hand, and he pointed to the only concave hole in the scabbard and said, "There is still a small amount of purple flame. This thing is called the Honking Stone. Find him and raise your cultivation to the intermediate level God Emperor, and you can use it. Of course, if you are in a hurry, you can ask Jing Lian for help. The high-level God Emperor energy he gave you can also be used once, but you are only allowed to use it once, otherwise it will be more than worth the loss if you hurt the root."

Every word Fu Zhixuan said was horrifying, giving Mo Ran a feeling that he could not hide anything from his eyes. Even the three wisps of the Emperor's soul in his body were seen by others.

Seeing Mo Ran's face striking and shocked, Fu Zhixuan smiled slightly and said, "You must keep these three words in mind. They will only be good for you in the future. Next, huh, I will ask you something privately."

"You beg me?"
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