The young woman who previously questioned Pang Qi also forgot to continue questioning Pang Qi and co. Her attention was completely focused on the mud man that just climbed out of the Lost Swamp. The rest of them were in the same state as the young woman, staring in shock at the mud man standing at the edge of the Lost Swamp.
After a few months of terrifying suffering, Mo Wuji finally climbed out of the Lost Swamp. At this moment, he stood at the edge of the Lost Swamp, looking at the desert in front of him. He was so excited that his hands were trembling. Don't look at how he survived the Lost Swamp, and even managed to pass through it. But was that something a human could do?
It could be said that if he didn't have the Scholar's Heart, and if he didn't cultivate the reverse circulation technique, 10,000 Mo Wujis would have been swallowed by the swamp behind him. After spending half a year in the swamp, he was dragged into the swamp by unknown demonic beasts more than once, and fell into even stronger whirlpools more than once.
All of these, he relied on the Scholar's Heart and the reverse circulation technique to break free. In the process of moving, the reverse circulation technique allowed him to avoid falling into the whirlpools of the swamp. Moreover, the Scholar's Heart allowed him to burn away the unknown beasts that stuck out from the swamp.
Perhaps these were not the most frightening things, the most frightening thing was the horrifying worms in the swamp. These snake-like mollusks swam everywhere, slithering away from his body. That was the most disgusting thing.
Sometimes, he had no choice but to cover his entire body with the Scholar's Heart. Even so, the worms were endless.
If he had to do it all over again, Mo Wuji would rather cross the Sky Sea, or even the Five Elements Desolate Domain, than walk through the Lost Swamp.
Now, he finally passed through the swamp, and stood on top of it. Compared to passing through this terrifying swamp, cultivating to the 12th level of the Yuan Dan Stage was nothing.
Mo Wuji completely ignored the six people staring at him. He knelt on the edge of the swamp, clenched his fists, puffed out his chest, and let out a long roar.
In this half a year, he had been too repressed. If he did not let out this long roar, he would not be happy. As he let out a long roar, it went from the initial repression to the later excitement, then to the vigorous valiance, before finally calming down.
When the six of them heard Mo Wuji's roar, they stared at Mo Wuji silently from afar. Everyone could hear the release and surging emotions in Mo Wuji's roar.
"He's not simple …" Pang Qi suddenly said softly as he looked at the kneeling Mo Wuji.
After half an incense's time, Mo Wuji slowly stood up. His gaze swept across Pang Qi and the other five before his figure flashed and he rushed towards the desert in the distance.
He could tell that among the six people, two were stronger than him. These two people who were stronger than him did not have any killing intent towards him, so there was no need for him to pay attention to them.
Seeing Mo Wuji rush out, the pretty girl hurried to chase after him. She had just moved when she was pulled back by the young woman beside her. "Zi Han, what are you trying to do?"
The pretty girl giggled, "I want to ask that muddy fool why he went to the Lost Swamp and got himself covered in mud, looking neither human nor ghost. After they came out, they even shouted for a long time. It was so noisy. "
The young woman scolded, "Mo". "Let me tell you, if you're still so disrespectful, you don't need to follow me."
When the young woman heard the young woman's words, she pouted and said, "Auntie, I won't do this next time, okay? Why are you so fierce to me? "
The young woman seemed to feel that her tone was a little too harsh, so she softened her tone and said, "Don't judge this person by his lack of spiritual aura, nor his strength. However, do you think that it's easy for him to survive in the Lost Swamp for a few months?"
Of course, there was one more sentence that the young woman did not say. She could clearly feel that Mo Wuji did not have any spirituality, nor was he strong. However, from Mo Wuji's long roar, she could tell that Mo Wuji was stronger than an average True Lake Stage cultivator. That continuous and long howl showed the long and powerful Yuan Power.
"How many months?" The young woman called Rong He cried out in shock.
Pang Qi bowed and said, "My junior sister doesn't know the rules. Please forgive her."
The young woman smiled, "It's alright. That person did survive in the swamp for a few months. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the pressure to release his emotions. Also, his entire body was covered in mud, but his hands were very clean. This means that his cultivation technique is different from ordinary cultivation techniques. On his neck, there is a piece of skin without any mud. From the surface, it looks like it was soaked in the swamp for a long time. "
"But he still doesn't know the rules. Auntie, didn't you say that if you see someone with a high cultivation, you have to stop and bow? Oh yes, this Pang Qi really knows the rules … "The young woman could not help but mutter.
The young woman was so angry that her face turned ugly. She scolded, "Shut up."
After scolding her, the young woman calmed her anger and softened her tone, "Mo Wuji, if you continue like this, how are you going to roam the world alone in the future? That person obviously saw us. Obviously, he wasn't afraid of us. Clearly, he had met many experts in the swamp. In the future, if you continue like this, I'm worried that you will offend people the moment you go out. No matter how many lives you have, it won't be enough. "
Rong He whispered, "Brother Qi, this person just came out of the swamp. Let's go ask him, alright?"
Pang Qi shook his head, "There's no need. He's currently washing up in the lake. Once he's done, he will come over."
When the young woman heard Pang Qi's words, she nodded her head in approval. The reason why she did not stop Mo Wuji was because she guessed that Mo Wuji would come over.
Indeed, after an incense's time, Mo Wuji walked over with his long hair tied up after he had cleaned himself up a few times.
When the young woman saw Mo Wuji, she praised him in her heart: What a man.
In terms of looks, she had seen countless men who were more handsome than Mo Wuji. She had never seen a man like Mo Wuji. His entire body was brimming with confidence and something else that she could not describe.
His black hair was casually tied up, and his muscular body looked like it had been sculpted by a knife. It was well-proportioned and sturdy. His face was not the most handsome, but it had a kind of smoothness to it. It made people feel comfortable, but not overbearing. The most shocking thing was his pair of bright eyes. It was as though he could see through your heart and see through you.
The young woman trembled. Was this a youth? Why did she feel as though this person was an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life?
That's right, she finally remembered what that indescribable thing was. It was a kind of ordinariness. Even though the youth in front of her had bright eyes and a perfect body, he was so ordinary that he seemed like a mortal.
That's right, he was a mortal. He did not exude any aura, nor did he exude any spirituality. On a closer look, other than his bright eyes, there was nothing special about this youth. Besides being ordinary, there was nothing special about him.
The young woman took in a deep breath. She was sure that Mo Wuji was not ordinary. If she saw Mo Wuji anywhere else, she would have just swept him a glance. At the very most, she would have felt that this youth had a manly air. But everyone here knew that this youth had just come out from the Lost Swamp.
What kind of place was the Lost Swamp? How could an ordinary person come out from the Lost Swamp? How many months could a mortal who could not cultivate survive in the Lost Swamp?
"Dao friends, please." Mo Wuji walked to the front and clasped his fists.
As the Alliance Head of the Hundred Sect Alliance, even True God Stage experts would have to address him as Alliance Head. Thus, Mo Wuji's action of clasping his fists did not bow. In reality, other than that young woman, no one here dared to look down on this youth in front of them. They all clasped their fists in return.
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