Mo Tong was about to say something, but suddenly felt something was wrong with his body.

A feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart. His legs felt a little weak, but his body was slightly cold. Even his head couldn't help but feel dizzy. His heart jumped up like a strong and powerful person, but he obviously felt a sense of powerlessness, as if his body was sobbing and weakening at a very fast speed, and his five fingers didn't even have the power to open and close.

"What did you...you do to me?"

Mo Tong suddenly locked Meng Xuan in his eyes and asked in a trembling voice.

"There is a disease. After a person gets it, even strong monks will become weak in their limbs and stiff in their bodies. They will eventually become like stones and can only lie there, and they will feed the porridge spoon by spoon. In the end, they can't drink the porridge because their lips cannot move, and they will eventually starve to death. Do you want to try that kind of taste?"

Meng Xuan sat on the bluestone without looking at him. His voice was lingering, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"No...I don't want to..."

A look of extreme fear appeared on Mo Tong's face, and he slowly shook his head.

Meng Xuan exhaled a long sigh and said, "Then we can talk about the alliance now!"

Half an hour later, Meng Xuan left the lakeside.

He was very satisfied that an alliance with Mo Tong had been reached, and Mo Tong had become a chess piece he placed next to Qu Mo Bai.

Of course, Meng Xuan also repaid him and hooked out a thread of the diseased qi that was growing in his body, and helped him temporarily suppress it. The diseased qi enters the body, especially the strong diseased qi enters the body, which will occur once in a very short period of time, but if Meng Xuan puts it up, it can temporarily suppress it. Then it will last for a few days before it occurs.

This is just like the situation of the treasure pot at that time. Even the treasure pot can be suppressed for three or four days, and Mo Tong should have been longer.

What’s a little different this time is that Meng Xuan felt that he could sense the breeding of diseases in Mo Ling’s body.

Perhaps, this is also related to the fact that his spiritual consciousness has become stronger. As his spiritual consciousness is powerful, many things are different. Even Meng Xuan himself does not know what other changes are there besides the power of the thunder spirit and the changes of the Great Abyss and the Great Plague Seal. After all, after he broke through, he immediately set out to the third level of the chessboard. Many changes have not been investigated in detail.

Meng Xuan didn't feel any guilt about Mo Tong's illness.

Since Mo Tong feels that he is very smart and wants to use himself, he is not aware of using him for a while.

The greatest function of the Great Plague Seal is not only used in combat.

There is a kind of evil cultivator in the world who refines all kinds of strange divine insects. If this kind of evil cultivator fights against each other, it is not strong, but the strange and unpredictable divine insects are very troublesome. Many of them are secretly placing poisons on the monks and then controlling them.

Meng Xuan's Great Plague Seal and the disease type are not much different from that effect. Although it is not a Gu, it is better than Gu.

"Well, now Qu Mobai and others are all staying in the same place. They will refine the precious medicine into pills. It will take at least three days to refine it. Then it's not interesting for me to go there now. Why not find a place first and get familiar with the changes after the power of spiritual consciousness?"

Meng Xuan left the lakeside, but for a moment he felt that he was a little leisurely and didn't know what to do.

The alliance with Mo Tong has been formed. Lingxicao is useless to me now, and the other people in the six immortal sects gather together, and they can't get any benefits even if they come to the door. It's better to be familiar with their own changes quickly.

Thinking of this, Meng Xuan found a safe barren rock cave nearby, sat cross-legged, and realized his own changes.

"The spiritual consciousness is stronger, and my mastery of swordsmanship is even more profound, and my attainments are a little stronger..."

"It can compress the power of the thunder spirit, and its power has been increased by about ten times!"

"The power of the Great Ai Seal... has increased by about five times... and can be used on people with fellow practitioners in the future!"

"The Great Plague Seal... can sense the existence of diseases within a radius of ten miles, and can even be controlled from a distance..."

Time passed by minute by minute. Meng Xuan stood up to practice swords and used the Great Shrine to display the Great Shrine. He even ran back to the gathering area of ​​the disciples of Ziwei Immortal Sect to feel how far he could control the disease in Mo Ling's body.

He found that this was related to his distance from Mo Sym, and also to Mo Sym's cultivation level.

Although Mo Tong cannot suppress it when the disease is stimulated, when the disease is slow, with Mo Tong's cultivation level, it can still be suppressed to a certain extent, causing the time when it occurs.

Of course, it can only be passed for a period of time, cannot be refined or expelled.

After all, the disease species in Mo Tong's body was also collected by Meng Xuan from a master of the ninth level of true qi.

Unfortunately, the disease species collected by Meng Xuan himself had almost consumed, and there were only two remaining, one was collected from Mo Tong's body, and the other was collected from the coffin of a hundred diseases. It was a disease species of mortals and had little effect.

"If there are more diseases, it will be cured..."

Meng Xuan sighed lightly, and I have to say that although Qu Mobai has not met yet, he still attaches great importance to it.

"Hey, by the way, aren't there three diseases left by the master in the gourd?"

Meng Xuan suddenly remembered something and became curious.

The red-skinned gourd is divided into two grids of Yin and Yang. One grid is engraved with three Supreme Yang Talismans to hold wine, while the other grid is sealed with three types of disease. When he first mastered the Great Plague Seal, he had noticed it, but he didn't know what those three types of disease were.

The sick old man practiced the Immortal Art of Severe Diseases for a lifetime, and only collected three diseases in total, which should not be ordinary.

Before, when he was in Tianchi, Meng Xuan had even mastered the Great Plague Seal a little bit hard, so he didn't dare to touch the three diseases left by the old man with sickness. Now his spiritual sense is ten times stronger, and he has mastered the Great Plague Seal more profoundly, but he can try it.

After making this decision, Meng Xuan immediately started to take action.

The divine thoughts penetrated into the gourd and began to think about the seals of the three diseases.

Since these three diseases were not sealed by him, they were not as they were collected by him, and they could be retracted at will. He needed to break the seal first to retract the disease. However, what he learned was in line with the sick old man, so he was very familiar with the sealing techniques of the sick old man. After studying it for more than half a day, he almost untied it.

I first sensed it and found that these three diseases were very weak, not much different from the diseases I sealed. In terms of characteristics, it seemed to be more peaceful than the diseases I collected. So I took the courage to hook them out and bounced them into my body.

“Huh…nothing changed…”

Meng Xuan carefully sensed the movement of the true qi in his body and found that there seemed to be no discomfort.

Subconsciously he wanted to take the gourd to drink a sip of wine. At this moment, Meng Xuan felt something was wrong. As soon as he raised his hand, he immediately felt a little weak. He seemed to have become much weaker invisibly. He was shocked and raised his hand to his eyes to watch. However, after seeing this, he felt that some changes seemed to appear on his palm.

After breaking through a thousand hidden holes, his palms became as smooth as jade, and even his pores were invisible. They were like white jade. However, some wrinkles appeared on his hands at this time...

"I'm getting older?"

Meng Xuan was shocked and picked up his sleeves and looked at his arm.

Sure enough, his arms looked like an old man, and his skin was dimming.

At this moment, Meng Xuan had clearly felt the loss of power in his body, and a feeling of powerlessness rose from the bottom of his heart, his body became weaker and weaker, as if he had become a drooping old man...

"not good!"

Meng Xuan shouted, and then he realized that his voice had also become older.

He instantly formed a hand seal, his hands seemed to be trembling, and he had a lot of energy to form the seal. Then he immediately tried his best to lift the sickness in his body and seal it in the gourd. At this time, the old state was still spreading on his body, as if he was getting worse and worse. If this continued, he seemed to be dying here alive.

Meng Xuan hurriedly used the Immortal Art of Severe Disease and began to refine the disease energy that had already grown in his body.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and refined the disease in his body in time. The feeling of aging began to disappear in his body, and it turned into energy again, which was fed back to his limbs and bones. It was visible to the naked eye that the wrinkles on his palms began to disappear. Gradually, his palms became as smooth as jade again, but compared with the previous one, it was obviously a little pale...

"After all, there is still power lost..."

Meng Xuan sighed softly, he used his body to test the disease, and the diseased energy grew in his body and absorbed his essence and energy to thrive. Although he refined this diseased energy with the Immortal Art of the Serious Disease in time, it was equivalent to taking the energy back again, but after this increase and elimination, some power was still lost.

Meng Xuan's fear was even more serious, which was actually a disease that made people sad and old.

Compared to the diseases I collected, this disease is really terrifying.

Who among the monks in the world does not seek immortality and fears aging?

But this disease can actually accelerate the monk's Ai Lao, and is undoubtedly the great enemy of the monk!

Moreover, this kind of old age is different from the fact that when the Huashan boy grew old in the battle in front of the fairy tower.

Huashan Tong was unable to support the output of powerful power, and the disease caused the disease to cause hidden diseases in the body and physiological functions faded, so she became aged instantly. However, Meng Xuan had no power output just now, so she became aged inexplicably. In other words, Huashan Tong had a trace to get older, but Meng Xuan had almost no trace to get older.

It seems that it is simply a power to grow old.

Meng Xuan just suppressed the fear in his heart and wanted to keep this disease again, instead of refining it immediately, because he knew the importance of this disease. No wonder even the character of the sick old man would keep it. This is too rare. (To be continued)
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