The uncertainty of the Thousand Mile Talisman was the greatest flaw of this talisman. Although it could be used to escape in an instant, the outcome could not be predicted. Unless some immortal cultivators had mastered the power of space and could teleport to a certain location, no one knew where they would be teleported to.
Mo Wen was just an ancient martial art practitioner. It was even more impossible for him to know where he would be teleported to.
It was dark red in front of him. It was as bright as fire below and as dark as night above. He was clearly deep underground and had already reached the magma layer.
Waves of heat hit him in the face. The terrifying heat was so intense that even Mo Wen could not withstand it.
The heat here had already reached the point where it could melt metal. Even if a beginning stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner appeared here, he would most likely find it difficult to withstand such heat.
"What is this place?"
Mo Wen glanced around. It was silent, deathly silent. He could not even see a living creature, let alone a person.
Could it be that he had really reached the magma layer?
A bad feeling flashed in Mo Wen's heart. The magma layer was hundreds to thousands of kilometers underground. In such a place, if there was no path to the outside world, it was practically a hopeless situation.
Fortunately, when he had teleported over, he had coincidentally appeared in the underground cave. If he had teleported directly into the magma, the consequences would be unimaginable. With his current cultivation, although it was not a big problem to soak in the magma, it could not be for too long. Once his inner Qi was exhausted, he would be burned to ashes in the magma.
Mo Wen once again took out the Thousand Mile Talisman, preparing to teleport again to see if he could teleport out.
However, after thinking for a moment, he rejected the idea. After using the Thousand Mile Talisman once, he was already somewhat afraid of using such an uncertain thing. If he did not teleport upwards this time, but continued teleporting downwards, it would be even more dangerous for him.
Also, the Thousand Mile Talisman could not be used infinitely. There was a limit to the spiritual power stored in it. It could only be teleported three to five times.
If he could find a way out, he would try not to use the Thousand Mile Talisman.
Mo Wen flew for a distance in the underground world and discovered that the underground cave was very big. It had a radius of at least a few hundred kilometers. The magma below churned like a magma ocean.
In the magma ocean, some small islands would occasionally emerge from the surface. They were all special materials that would not melt in the magma and were very resistant to high temperatures.
Mo Wen found a slightly bigger island and landed on it. A terrifying heat wave came from beneath his feet. Although the stones had not melted, they were scorching hot. If Mo Wen had not covered his entire body with Inner Qi and formed a layer of protective Qi outside his body to protect his clothes, the shoes under his feet would most likely have been turned to ashes in an instant.
Mo Wen flicked his wrist and a Black Crystal Pearl appeared in his hand. He absorbed a stream of spiritual power from a spiritual stone and injected it into the pearl. The next moment, a black light flashed and a terrifying cold Qi spread out. The surrounding high temperature was instantly swept away.
The stones under his feet were instantly covered with a layer of black ice crystals, completely frozen by the cold air of the Dark Soul Pearl. Moreover, the cold air spread out, and the surface of the magma layer within a ten-meter radius completely froze, forming a ring of dark red substance.
Mo Wen kept the Dark Soul Pearl. Then, he took out a cattail hassock from the medicine spiritual ring and threw it on the ground. He sat cross-legged on it.
This time, his injuries were too severe. He had to treat his injuries as soon as possible. Otherwise, not only would his injuries spread, but there was also the possibility of unpredictable things happening.
With his current ability, it would most likely be very troublesome for him to encounter an intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner. This was also why he did not hesitate to use the Thousand Mile Talisman to escape when he was surrounded by the Purple Qi Pavilion and the Five Beasts Sect.
Time passed bit by bit. The underground world was silent.
For Mo Wen, treating injuries was a walk in the park. Combined with the Heart Nourishing Pill and some supplementary pills, the injuries in his body healed at an alarming rate. In just a day and a night, the injuries in his body had mostly healed. He would be completely healed in another day.
However, the injuries on his body were easy to treat. Even for Mo Wen, the injuries on his soul were very troublesome. It was not that he did not know how to treat the injuries on his soul. It was just that the injuries this time were too severe. The full power of the Cries of Hades Bell controlled by the Corpse Puppet was too terrifying. If his soul power had not been strong enough, the situation would have been even more serious.
If he wanted to heal his soul in a short period of time, he would need to have a spiritual pill that specialized in healing the soul. However, Mo Wen did not have such a pill. This type of pill was very rare in the Immortal Cultivation world. It was not only because the spiritual medicine needed to concoct this type of spiritual pill was too rare and precious, but compared to ordinary spiritual pills, this type of pill was also more difficult to concoct.
An alchemist of Mo Wen's level did not know how to concoct this type of pill at all. It was because his teacher had not taught him at all.
In Ji Wuya's inheritance, there was a method to concoct this type of pill. However, other than the theoretical knowledge of the concoction method and the experience in the inheritance, Mo Wen had never practiced it before. He was not sure if he could concoct it now.
Also, right now, he did not have the conditions to concoct this type of pill. Although he had many spiritual medicines on hand, he could not concoct a formula that was useful for the soul. It was because the medicinal ingredients needed were too rare.
Hence, right now, he could only rely on his self-healing ability to let his soul slowly heal itself. Fortunately, Mo Wen was a miracle physician of his generation. He could activate the speed of his self-healing ability to a certain extent. If it was an ordinary later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner, such serious injuries would require at least two years to completely recover.
However, Mo Wen was confident that his soul could completely recover within half a year.
It was just that during this half a year, he could not casually use his soul power, much less launch soul attacks. Otherwise, the degree of his injuries would be even more serious. When that time came, it would be even more troublesome.
Mo Wen sighed. Fortunately, his cultivation had increased and he no longer relied so much on soul power. Otherwise, his ability would be reduced by at least half in half a year.
A day later, the injuries in Mo Wen's body were completely healed. If one did not probe deep into his soul, they would not be able to tell that he was any different from a healthy person.
Mo Wen, who was preparing to open his eyes from his cultivation, suddenly frowned. A strong sense of danger welled up in his heart. It felt as though he was facing the Corpse Puppet once again.
Without thinking, his silhouette flickered as he unleashed the Glory of Wind. His entire person became a gust of wind at an unbelievable angle, disappearing from his original spot without a sound. The next moment, he had already appeared in mid-air a hundred meters away.
Rumble!
Almost at the same time, the small island that Mo Wen had been sitting cross-legged on seemed to have been attacked. It exploded and turned into dust. The surrounding magma also sank more than ten meters because of the turbulence, forming a whirlpool with a diameter of more than a hundred meters.
"Who is it?"
Mo Wen opened his eyes abruptly. Golden light flashed in his eyes. A powerful aura was released from his body, forming a layer of Protective Qi that surrounded him.
"Huh? What a mysterious movement technique."
A soft gasp strangely sounded. The next moment, the magma not far away churned. Then, a person slowly rose up.
The living person had actually emerged from the magma and stepped on the surface of the magma. He looked at Mo Wen, who was in mid-air, with a shocked gaze.
It was an old man who looked to be in his seventies. He was dressed in gray clothes and his appearance was no different from that of an elderly farmer. However, Mo Wen could sense that this old man had a very old aura. His true age was most likely even older than Grandmother Hui Ling.
"Who are you? Why did you attack me?"
Mo Wen asked coldly. This old man clearly did not come with good intentions. He had directly attacked Mo Wen. If Mo Wen had not reacted quickly just now, even though he would not have died, he would certainly have been injured again.
"What kind of movement technique is that? I have studied the way of martial arts all my life and have seen more than a thousand profound martial arts teachings. However, I have never seen such a mysterious movement technique. "
The old man ignored Mo Wen's question. Instead, he was very interested in the movement technique that Mo Wen had just unleashed.
Just now, he had attacked without any warning. Moreover, it was a sneak attack that he was most proficient in. With his cultivation, even a pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner would have a fifty percent chance of dying at his hands when he launched a sneak attack.
Not only was this youth's perception very shocking, but what surprised him even more was that the youth's movement technique was even more amazing. He had actually been able to escape unscathed under such circumstances.
From the moment he launched a sneak attack to the moment the youth discovered it, it had all happened in an instant. From discovering to dodging, it had all happened in an instant.
He was certain that even if a pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner discovered his sneak attack, it would be impossible for him to completely dodge it. It was because there was simply not enough time.
The speed at which he attacked was astonishing. Even if one discovered it, it would certainly be difficult for one to dodge it. However, this youth had done it.
There were thousands of movement techniques in the world. He had seen a few absolute rank movement techniques, but none of them were as good as the movement technique that the youth had just unleashed. Even the process of the youth dodging just now was not very clear to him. He had actually reached the realm of "Traceless".
"Old thing, you still haven't answered me. Why did you attack me just now?"
Mo Wen's face turned cold. Anyone who was attacked for no reason would get angry. Moreover, this old thing had launched a sneak attack without making a sound. They did not know each other and had no enmity with each other. Why would he launch such a vicious attack?
"What did you call me just now?"
The old man was slightly stunned. Then, his face instantly darkened. He had not expected that this youth would be so presumptuous and actually dare to scold him to his face. How many years had it been since someone had dared to be so presumptuous to him? Moreover, it was a youth who was still wet behind the ears.
"Old thing, don't take advantage of your seniority. You have lived for so long. Don't you know that only by respecting others will you be respected by others? You launched such a vicious attack for no reason. How are you different from an old b * stard? "
Mo Wen said plainly.
"You are looking for death."
The grey-robed old man was furious. He could disregard the lives of others, but others could not be the slightest bit disrespectful to him. A young brat who was still wet behind the ears actually dared to offend him.
Originally, he had only wanted to directly eliminate this youth to have one less opponent to fight for the spiritual fire. After all, the ancient martial art practitioners who could come to the eighth level of the Beast Lair were all there for the spiritual fire. But now, it was not as simple as simply eliminating him. If he did not torture him to the point where he wished he was dead, how could he resolve the hatred in his heart? (To be continued.)
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