Mo Wuji's body was surging with spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy traces within him were even visible from the outside. The Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms around him were shattering even more frequently, demonstrating just how powerful his absorption of spiritual energy was.

"Boom!" As if his entire body had been blasted open, Mo Wuji's one hundred and fifth meridian was suddenly opened.

Void God Realm twelfth level, the yuan energy in his body surged, and his sea of consciousness expanded again. The Purple Qi Lake in his sea of consciousness not only showed no signs of disappearing, but expanded even more.

Not only that, but the purple qi above the Purple Qi Lake also became more solid and substantial.

Mo Wuji knew that generally, after reaching the Void God Realm, a vague nascent soul would condense. However, even after reaching the Void God Realm twelfth level, he had not condensed a vague nascent soul. Apart from the Purple Qi Lake becoming more vast and the yuan energy becoming more surging, there was no difference.

However, Mo Wuji didn't care. When others were at the Yuan Dan Realm, they condensed a golden core. When he was at the Yuan Dan Realm, he condensed purple qi.

Since that was the case, it was normal that he didn't condense a phantom nascent soul in the Void God Realm. After his Immortal Mortal Technique was modified by him, it was already a reverse cultivation technique. If there were any differences, he didn't care. As long as he could advance and his cultivation became stronger, nothing else mattered.

After advancing to the Void God Realm, it took him three months to cultivate from the first level to the third level. However, from the third level to opening up the one hundred and fifth meridian and advancing to the twelfth level, it took him a full three years. And this was while cultivating in this Spirit Marrow Stone Mushroom field. If he were outside, the time he needed to advance to the Void God Realm twelfth level might increase several times over.

If it took him decades to go from the Void God Realm third level to the twelfth level, then by that time, not only would the Half Moon Immortal Palace be gone, but even the Full Moon Immortal Palace might be gone as well.

Therefore, after advancing to the Void God Realm twelfth level, Mo Wuji didn't stop at all. He continued to frantically seize the spiritual energy of the surrounding Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms, wanting to break through to the True God Realm in one go.

Only by reaching the True God Realm and entering the starry sky would he have a foothold.

There were very few Human Immortals in this starry sky, and generally, they wouldn't come out to fight. These experts were basically in seclusion to advance to higher levels.

Therefore, whether it was on the Starry Sky Battlefield, in the Starry Sky Hall, or in the starry sky, the True God Realm was the true master. If he wanted to protect himself, he had to advance to the True God Realm.

The one hundred and five meridians simultaneously reversed circulation, and the speed at which he swept up spiritual energy was not simply increased by one meridian.

The sound of the surrounding Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms shattering became even denser and more frequent. Mo Wuji remained motionless, still single-mindedly sweeping up spiritual energy to cultivate.

Ugly Bird Shuaiguo, hiding at the edge of the protective array, saw that the Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms around him were shattering one after another after their spiritual energy was swept away by Mo Wuji. It opened its sharp beak wide, somewhat dumbfounded.

After a long while, it lowered its head and looked at the Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms around it. Many of these Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms had been eaten a piece by it, leaving behind the dregs.

Compared to Mo Wuji, it seemed too weak. Look at him, he was absorbing the essence of the spirit marrow, while it was eating all the dregs. It was really comparing people to people, making people die of anger, no, it should be comparing birds to people, making birds die of anger.

However, this couldn't stump it. Soon, it learned from Mo Wuji and sat on the Spirit Marrow Stone Mushroom, wanting to frantically absorb the spiritual energy inside like Mo Wuji.

Sitting on the ground with its three legs, it looked somewhat comical. For Shuaiguo, who wanted to learn from Mo Wuji, no matter how comical it was, it wasn't a problem.

An hour passed, and Shuaiguo found that there was no change in the Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms around it, and it didn't absorb any spiritual energy at all. It could only helplessly open its mouth again and swallow a large piece of Spirit Marrow Stone Mushroom in front of it, while staring at Mo Wuji with its two big eyes.

Shuaiguo always thought it was a bird with intelligence, so it quickly figured out what was going on. It only had the instinct to eat spirit marrow, while this old dad seemed to have a way to draw the spiritual energy from the spirit marrow through some kind of cultivation method.

How could it get Old Dad to teach it the cultivation technique? Shuaiguo rolled its eyes for a long time, and soon it thought of the jade coffin it was guarding.

Inside the jade coffin was the mistress, and Old Dad seemed to care a lot.

Thinking of this, this self-proclaimed clever ugly bird began to build a small altar in front of the jade coffin with those Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms. It also made a Spirit Marrow futon for kneeling in front of the altar.

After doing all this, the bird still felt that something was missing. Then, it plucked three feathers from its already plump wings and stuck them on the altar.

Now it was almost done. Shuaiguo swayed to the Spirit Marrow futon and tried to kowtow, but its three legs seemed to make it a little inconvenient to kowtow.

But it didn't matter, Old Dad was still cultivating, and it would make a pose again when he woke up.

As for the three feathers...

Shuaiguo tilted its head and thought for a long time, then suddenly spat out a ball of flame. In its inherited memories, it seemed that it had to light these three incense sticks to show sincerity.

No, after looking at Mo Wuji who was still cultivating on the side, Shuaiguo swallowed the flame back again. Even if it was going to spit out flames to burn the three incense sticks, it had to wait until Old Dad woke up and let him see it. Otherwise, it would have to pluck three feathers again. Its feathers were very precious and couldn't be burned casually.

...

Mo Wuji didn't pay any attention to what Shuaiguo was doing. Even if he knew, he wouldn't bother with it. At this moment, he was focused on crossing the Void God Realm and advancing to the True God Realm of the Heavenly Realm.

Therefore, his speed of absorbing spiritual energy was getting faster and faster, and more and more violent.

As the surrounding Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms continued to shatter, in the blink of an eye, Mo Wuji had cultivated for another year.

That day, Mo Wuji opened his eyes, and he sighed inwardly. A year ago, he had stepped onto the Void God Realm twelfth level. A year later, he was still at the Void God Realm twelfth level, and hadn't even reached perfection.

At this rate, he was afraid that even if he cultivated here for ten years, he wouldn't be able to advance to the True God Realm.

This was definitely not due to insufficient spiritual energy. There were Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms everywhere here. In other words, it would be difficult to find a place with more spiritual energy than here.

It seemed that this place was not suitable for advancing to the Heavenly Realm. If he wanted to step into the True God Realm of the Heavenly Realm, he had to leave the Extreme Ice Sea.

Thinking of this, Mo Wuji stood up.

Then, he was shocked to find that Shuaiguo had actually spat out a mouthful of flames, lit three feathers, and was kowtowing and worshiping in front of the jade coffin in a serious manner. The way it worshiped with its three legs was extremely comical.

"You ugly bird, what are you doing?" Mo Wuji scolded.

After more than four years, Shuaiguo was no longer very ugly. At least its feathers were already plump, and the three horns on its head were also extremely individual. Its sharp beak was still a sharp beak, its round eyes were still round eyes, and its three legs hadn't lost one.

"Old Dad, I am respectfully and piously worshiping the mistress. May the mistress bless me so that I can obtain..." Shuaiguo forcibly swallowed the words "cultivation technique".

Mo Wuji had a black line on his forehead, "Ugly bird, what did you call me? Who told you to call me Old Dad? If you call me that again, I'll stew you directly. Wait, when did you learn to talk?"

"Old... I'm called Shuaiguo, you can't call me ugly bird. You only asked me to take care of the mistress, but you didn't give me a cultivation technique. How would I know when I would learn to talk?" Shuaiguo finally said its purpose.

Mo Wuji frowned, "You can call me anything, just don't call me Old Dad."

He was thinking in his heart, this bird has three legs and can spit fire, I wonder if it has anything to do with the Three-Legged Golden Crow. The Three-Legged Golden Crow is an ancient divine beast, but this ugly bird also has three horns on its head, so even if it is a descendant of the Three-Legged Golden Crow, it wouldn't be a direct descendant.

"Then can I call you Old Man? Old Man, can you give me a copy of the cultivation technique?" Shuaiguo didn't forget the cultivation technique. It had waited for a year for this matter, plucking feathers and kowtowing.

Mo Wuji stepped into the protective array, directly picked up Shuaiguo's sharp horn, and threw this ugly bird aside, "You're the old man, am I very old?"

Seeing that Mo Wuji was in a bad mood, Shuaiguo didn't dare to nag anymore, and didn't dare to mention the matter of the cultivation technique again.

Mo Wuji walked to Cen Shuyin's side. Feeling that the jade coffin was safe and sound, and that Cen Shuyin was unharmed under the layers of array restrictions he had engraved, he felt sad again.

He sighed for a long time, maybe he should go back to the Lost Continent. He wanted to bury Shuyin beside her mother. No matter what, he wanted to let her be with her relatives. Maybe in Cen Shuyin's heart, only her mother was her only blood relative.

After a long time, Mo Wuji turned around and said to Shuaiguo, "My cultivation techniques are all for human cultivators. What use is it for a bird to cultivate my techniques..."

"...I just want to be of bird use..." Shuaiguo replied timidly, very disapproving in its heart. Knowing that it would be of bird use, but not giving it to cultivate, this old dad, no, this old man is too stingy.

Mo Wuji immediately stopped talking. He looked at Shuaiguo speechlessly. Shuaiguo wanted to cultivate the cultivation technique, wasn't it just because it wanted to be of bird use?

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. I'm going to dig up a pile of Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms, and then we'll prepare to go out. After we go out, I'll find a way to get you a bird cultivation method." Mo Wuji waved his hand at Shuaiguo. He was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to this bizarre bird anymore.

Hearing that Mo Wuji was going to get him a bird cultivation method, Shuaiguo's eyes suddenly sparkled, and his heart was as sweet and comfortable as if he had drunk honey.

Half a month later, Mo Wuji stopped digging. The Spirit Marrow Stone Mushrooms here had been cultivated by him for several years, and there were already not many left. Now that he had dug up so many, there were only a few left.

"Shuyin, let's go." Mo Wuji walked to the jade coffin, reached out and lifted the jade coffin. Shuaiguo flew to Mo Wuji's arm with great foresight. It was very clear that once it lost Mo Wuji's protection, no matter how much it shuaiguoed, it would turn into nothingness here.

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