Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Chen Mo returned to the place where he fought before.

Under the influence of rain, the trees and rocks that had been cut away by the flying sword gained a bit more life.

But the three corpses were lying coldly on the ground, unable to return to a few hours ago.

Slowly stepping forward, Qin Wanlin's chest was pierced by a long sword, and his internal organs were bleeding all over the floor. His wide eyes were full of fear and unwillingness... Sang Susu, who had only met him once, seemed not to have expected that death would come so suddenly. , no fluctuations can be seen on the surface.

Chen Mo's first and only disciple, Yu Qiqi, also died in a miserable state.

Most of the head was cut off, and it was difficult to find a good piece of meat on the body.

He knelt down and closed the other person's open eye, feeling a deep sigh in his heart.

For this "disciple", he actually did not play any role that a master should have. At first, it was more out of selfishness.

But even so, both sides have the title of master and disciple.

It is really hard to accept that the founding disciple of Motai Mountain died within the scope of the Immortal Sect.

Chen Mo wrapped the bodies of the three people, and after thinking for a moment, he stored the bodies of Qin Wanlin and Sang Susu separately, preparing to go to the Beast Taming Studio in person later to return the bodies.

After all, although he did not kill the person, he is still inextricably related to him.

What's more, they died in Motai Mountain!

Chen Mo glanced at Yu Qiqi for the last time, lit a flame with complicated emotions, and burned the body, leaving only ashes.

He packed the ashes in a jade box and was just waiting to go to Xuanxiao Peak to give the other party a place to stay.

When he turned around, Song Yunxi and Yi Tingsheng were already waiting behind him.

The latter felt a little depressed, and he still felt guilty for getting into trouble every time.

"Brother Song." Chen Mo suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?"

"How are the twenty spiritual husbands I found doing?"

Song Yunxi was a little surprised, but after seeing the indescribable expression on the other party's face, which was half a smile but not a smile, for a moment, he understood.

"Okay! I'll take them to Xuanxiao Peak early tomorrow morning!"

The disciple of the headmaster died.

How could the dignified leader of Mount Motai not have disciples?

"Brother Chen, I..."

"Is this fellow Taoist Zuoqiu?" Chen Mo took a step forward and looked up and down at the monk who was wrapped up tightly and his face was covered with white silk.

As soon as this statement came out, Yi Tingsheng and Zuo Qiuyun were both surprised.

They didn't remember mentioning their identities to each other, but how did he know?

"Greetings to Master Chen! I'm Zuo Qiuyun."

"Is Fellow Daoist Zuoqiu injured?"

Yi Tingsheng felt more and more that his sworn brother was no longer simple.

How long it has been, I don’t know how long it has been.

It seems that he knows many things clearly!

"Plop!"

Zuo Qiuyun suddenly knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists with both hands, and said very sincerely: "Please help me, Master Chen!"

Originally, she still had doubts about Mo Taishan and the headmaster.

After all, she didn't think that a fairy sect she had never heard of had any abilities.

But in that scene just now, although he was dying, he could indeed see everything around him clearly.

Including the monsters, there were seven powerful auras that she could not look directly at, which made her heart tremble!

"Say it."

I saw Zuo Qiuyun taking off the mask on his face, revealing his bright red muscles and terrifying face, and said: "Two months ago, we accidentally entered the Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge and encountered a wave of corpses. We had to peel off our skin to escape. , now it has become like this.”

Chen Mo couldn't help but frown.

He didn't know what the other party looked like before, but now he looked really sinister.

The skinned person is really hard to look at!

"What do you need?"

"Tianyuan Muscle Pill!"

"What kind of elixir is that?"

"A third-grade elixir." Zuo Qiuyun explained, "But as far as I know, only the Nian Yu Sect has this elixir."

"Nian Yu Sect?"

Chen Mo suddenly felt a little dazed.

Just now, he was able to completely solve the problem of the human-slaying dragon thanks to the blow from the ancestor of Nascent Soul.

Unexpectedly, how long has it been?

He also got involved with the Nian Yu Sect.

Chen Mo did not answer, but looked at Yi Tingsheng aside.

His eyes were full of questioning, as if he was leaving the decision-making power in the hands of the other party.

Yi Tingsheng was a little confused, but he still said: "Brother Chen, please help me."

Chen Mo smiled calmly: "Just in time, I will also come to thank you soon, so I will ask for one for you."

The "you" he said was not Zuo Qiuyun, but Yi Tingsheng.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome. How about it? Do you want to go out for adventure this time when you come back?"

Yi Tingsheng looked at Song Yunxi and shook his head after a moment: "I won't leave for the time being."

"Well, you can also help teach the disciples."

"good."

"Brother Song, could you please settle down? I have just broken through the golden elixir, and my realm is not yet stable. I have to practice some more. I will go to Xuanxiao Peak to find you early tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry!" Song Yunxi clasped his fists.

The three of them watched Chen Mo turn into lightning and disappear.

After the other party left, Yi Tingsheng couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Chen is getting stronger and stronger! I seem to be holding you back."

However, the next moment, Song Yunxi laughed loudly.

He stepped forward and patted the other party's shoulder hard and said:

"If you stay in Motai Mountain from now on, you will be held back even if you want to!"

"What's the meaning?"

……

Chen Mo did not return to Changge Spirit Pond, but came to the Motai Peak, which was covered with flowers.

After a cool rain, the colorful sea of ​​flowers looked even more beautiful, with drops of water hanging on the petals, which was very beautiful.

But it would not be long before the flowering period was about to end.

He returned to the Master's Hall alone.

There was no sign of popularity in the empty hall.

Sitting on the cold bench, he opened the panel that he had not been looking at just now:

[Name: Chen Mo]

[Occupation:]

[Spiritual Plant Science: 119/200 (1/10)]

[Note: 10 first-level spiritual plants need to be cultivated into second-level spiritual plants]

[Spiritual Cultivation: 35/100]

[Spiritual Fishery: 19/100]

[Lifespan: 46/804]

[Cultivation: First Level of Golden Core]

[Kung Fu: Huai Shanyang Qigong (19/2100)]

[Spiritual Roots:]

[Golden Spiritual Roots (Level 4): 1/400]

[Wooden Spiritual Roots (Level 3): 1/300]

[Ice Spiritual Roots (Level 4): 1/400]

[Magic Powers:]

[Calling the Wind and Rain (Increase Production): Incorporate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the art of moving clouds and rain to increase the production of spiritual plants. This talent awakens the corresponding magical power. After using it, the production of spiritual fields can be increased by 1000%]

[ Spells: ]

[Air-crossing Technique (perfect): 1/3200]

[Heavenly Power Meridian Finger (perfect): 1/3200]

[Meditative Piano Technique (perfect): 1/3200]

[Illusionary Piano Technique (perfect): 1/3200]

[Clear Wind Cutting River Sword (perfect): 1/3200]

[Nine Changes of Heavenly Blood (second change): 1/200]

[Demon Disintegration Technique (skilled): 1/200]

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[Talents:]

[Spiritual Plant Master: Breeding (red), Ripening (blue), Gathering Spirits (blue), Alienation (blue), Enlightenment (blue), Pharmacology (blue), Time of Day (blue), Into the Mind (blue), Earth Spirit (blue)]

[Spiritual Cultivator: Strong (red), Reproduction (red), Blood Transfusion (blue), Evolution (blue), Control (blue), Listening to the Heart (blue), Spiritual Eyes (blue)]

[Spiritual Fisherman: Living Water (blue), Fresh Spirit (blue)]