The two Sword Origin Realm ancestors received all the generous gifts from Lan Zhao. After sending the sword map, the two Sword Origin Realm ancestors had no nerve to stay here, bowed to the island and retreated.

The old man in black also never mentioned anything about the disciples of the Canglan Sword Sect and the thousands of vassal spirit sword masters on the island.

The confrontation between the two sword sects ended hastily like a farce. Each of them withdrew the spirit sword masters stationed at the border. The three hundred miles around Crescent Moon Island were listed as a restricted area by both sects, and no one was allowed to enter.

Lan, who found out all this, almost laughed his soul away. These two sects were really generous. Not only did they send thousands of free medicine farmers, they also gave away two third-level low-grade sword diagrams! But unfortunately, they were not Tu Xing's sword diagrams.

Otherwise, you can devour it to strengthen yourself.

Xianyue Island returned to peace again, time passed quickly, and soon it was one year later. The two sword sects who were nervous about Mo Wen's identity also relaxed, but the ban around Xianyue Island was still not lifted, and

The confrontation that took place on Crescent Moon Island a year ago was gradually forgotten by people.

The cave where Mo Wen was located was covered with dust. A body like a mummy sat cross-legged. Suddenly, a little blood burst out from the Baihui point on the top of the mummy's head, and then became more and more intense, and finally turned into a bloody rainbow.

Straight towards the dome of the cave wall, a huge blood cocoon slowly poked out from the blood rainbow, and finally floated quietly on the top of the mummy's head. The rich vitality overflowed from the blood cocoon and filled the entire cave.

The blood cocoon slowly rotated. After a moment, the blood cocoon trembled violently. A stream of pure blood energy flowed back from the blood cocoon to the mummy below, forming a silvery light belt.

The mummy was nourished by the essence, just like the drought-stricken land was irrigated by rain. The vitality began to slowly recover, and the dried flesh and blood began to grow again. In less than a moment, the dead branch-like body became plump again, black and dry.

The skin was pushed up and cracked open, revealing the bright red flesh and blood inside. The fibers of these flesh and blood were splitting and pulling out new flesh buds at a speed visible to the naked eye. As the new flesh grew, black and cracked flesh appeared.

The hard skin began to fall off, revealing pieces of bloody muscle. Pieces of new skin began to grow from under the flesh and blood, and finally completely covered the whole body.

A brand new Mo Wen appeared in the stone chamber. However, although the Mo Wen in front of him was full of vitality, he always felt that he was missing a kind of spirituality. He sat there motionless with his eyes closed, just like an ancient tree.

The blood cocoon on the top of the head stopped transmitting essence. After a while, a subtle sound came from the blood cocoon, and a crack appeared on it. A hand came out from the crack, and then pinched the blood cocoon.

While tearing it apart with force, the blood cocoon was torn open with a large hole running through the top and bottom. Then a naked figure walked out of the blood cocoon and landed on the floor of the stone room.

With his black hair fluttering slightly, it was another Mo Wen!

Mo Wen, who came out of the blood cocoon, took a look at his limbs, then stretched out his hands and pinched his whole body, as if curious about playing with a new thing. It took a long time for this Mo Wen to get out of his body.

He withdrew his attention and exhaled a deep breath.

Looking at his other self who was sitting cross-legged like an ancient pine, he pondered for a moment, and a golden light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and suddenly penetrated into the middle of Mo Wen's eyebrows who was sitting cross-legged.

Mo Wen, who was sitting cross-legged, trembled all over and slowly opened his eyes. However, Mo Wen, who came out of the blood cocoon, stood still as if he had lost his soul, his eyes dull.

The spiritual consciousness returned to his own body, and immediately merged with the physical body like water and flesh, controlling the body without any stagnation. Mo Wen first checked the body of the body, and there was no problem except for a serious loss of vitality.

Mo Wen specifically explored the dantian, and found that strange piece of gravel was still there, motionless deep in the purple dantian, as if it had fallen into dormancy.

"Um?"

When he found the life source orifice, Mo Wen frowned slightly, because the life spring of the deity had disappeared, or there was only an empty shell of the orifice, which contained only half of the essence that Mo Wen had just injected, that is to say

, I have lost the ability to recreate the life essence, and can only survive by consuming the life essence injected by Mo Wen from the blood fetus clone.

"Sure enough, it disappeared." Mo Wen sighed softly. It is not that easy to turn one person into two people, and God will not allow such an unnatural act. However, the blood fetus clone has been successfully conceived and inherited the original body.

All the cultivation talents, even the sword veins, were perfectly nurtured.

At this moment, the blood fetus clone is like a normal flesh and blood mortal body that does not have the disease of innate residual veins and has not been tempered by the spiritual power of the residual sword. It has no people and cultivation level in it, but it is a piece of fine and uncarved flesh.

Uncut jade.

"Finally we can start!" Mo Wen took a deep breath and his eyes flashed with light.

"blue."

An arc of blue light emerged out of thin air, and Lan, dressed in a blue gauze skirt, appeared in the stone chamber and said with a face of surprise: "You succeeded?"

Mo Wen smiled and nodded.

Lan suddenly thought of something. His face turned red and he spat at Mo Wen. He turned around and said, "Rogue, you don't even put on your clothes!"

Only then did Mo Wen realize that neither of them had put on their clothes yet, and he was a little embarrassed. He took out two sets of clothes from his sword pouch and put them on himself first, then turned his consciousness back to the blood fetus clone and changed his clothes.

But there was something strange in Mo Wen's heart. According to Lan, Lan is just a weapon spirit and has no biological gender at all. Why is she so taboo about her own breasts? I've never seen her so embarrassed before?

"Huh? No!"

Mo Wen suddenly discovered that the current Lan was very different from the past. Although the previous Lan's transformed form was very lifelike, no matter how lifelike it was, it was still a spirit body, which could be distinguished with the naked eye. But now, it seemed that the clothes,

This skin, hair, pores, and even breathing... are no longer human? How awful is that? This girl just has a physical body."

"A physical body? Where did you get a physical body? Can the weapon spirit cultivate a physical body?" Mo Wenchichi asked.

"Of course the weapon spirit can cultivate a physical body. As long as it reaches the fourth level of condensing the true soul, it can easily condense the body. Of course, this girl has not reached that level yet. She is just a body refined with the help of external objects to temporarily serve as a physical body.

Already."

Only then did Mo Wen realize that the aura on Lan's body was a little familiar, and he widened his eyes and said, "This is the tentacle of the Magic Star Nut I gave you!"

Lan smiled proudly, twirled the corners of his clothes in a circle, and winked at Mo Wen: "How is it? You have a good figure? It was completely made with reference to Qiu Yueying's proportions. Except for our faces, our whole bodies are exactly the same.

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Chapter completed!