Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Brother Song, you don't need to refuse me. Judging from the current situation, you are more needed."

After all, the other party is the main force to take action in half a year.

And all this has been decided since the other party broke through the Nascent Soul.

At the beginning, Chen Mo just threw this matter out, and when they were just discussing it, Song Yunxi took the initiative to volunteer, even though he knew that this trip was extremely dangerous, he never refused.

In his words.

From Jindan cultivation to Nascent Soul, eating and drinking Motai Mountain, every day except Tianxiang Pavilion, he almost didn't go anywhere.

Living like this made him feel uneasy!

Song Yunxi is like this, Nie Yuanzhi is like this, and so are those cultivators who get but don't give.

After experiencing Gu Xianzhi's visit, the entire Motai Mountain has become a rope.

Even the corpse mining in the corpse driving hall is digging harder!

Of course, in order to prevent the mummies from being wiped out, Qi Chen also went to ask for advice and asked Elder Ouyang to draw a large number of talismans that can seal the mummies.

In this way, even if the corpse tide recedes, they will still have enough mummies to use.

Seeing that Chen Mo insisted on his own opinion, he took a deep breath and took the pill in front of him.

The domineering power of the Yang Shen Pill has surpassed the Xuan Qing Yang Yuan Pill.

As far as Chen Mo knows, even if he finally gets the pill formula and grows the required spiritual plants, it is impossible to refine hundreds or thousands of pills in a furnace like the third-level pills!

Even if all the 200 acres of fourth-level spiritual fields are used, it is probably only possible to make about 100 pills a year.

From this, it can also be seen that the Dragon Head Guard is still very generous, and such a precious pill can be guaranteed to be one every year!

After Song Yunxi swallowed the pill, his body became more and more ethereal.

According to him, although he had comprehended the true meaning of the sword of the Qingyang Sect at the beginning, with the continuous improvement of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, this powerful secret technique even transformed his golden elixir and Nascent Soul.

His sword was rusty.

It was wrapped with thick black air.

It was like a ruined body that had been sealed for thousands of years and eroded by time.

Only Song Yunxi himself knew that when the sword in his body was completely corroded by the black air, it would be the day when the Nascent Soul was perfect.

Half an hour later!

Song Yunxi, who was shrouded in black mist, suddenly opened his eyes, and a brilliant light burst out of his eyes.

With the surge of breath, the spiritual energy contained in the Yang Shen Pill was actually directly refined!

"So fast?!" Chen Mo was amazed.

Silence.

At this moment, Song Yunxi gave people a slightly different temperament. He was like a cold-faced killer, with aloofness and coldness.

The edges and corners of his face were also more prominent.

This look, even if standing in the crowd, will probably become the focus of the female cultivators.

"It's scary!"

"It?" Chen Mo frowned, "You mean the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique?"

Song Yunxi nodded solemnly.

After a moment, he said: "My Dantian seems to have bred a demon. As soon as the Yang Shen Pill entered my body, it swallowed it instantly. In just a few dozen breaths, the spiritual energy was converted into demonic energy and began to feed itself."

Chen Mo also became solemn, but soon he thought of something: "Doesn't that mean that as long as there are enough Yang Shen Pills, you can reach the peak of the Nascent Soul in a very short time?"

This is a terrifying thing!

Song Yunxi didn't dare to think about it, but the situation in his body told him that it seemed to be the case.

"It's possible!"

Suddenly, they thought of someone almost at the same time.

"Yi Tingsheng!"

"Brother Chen! Does the secret clan you mentioned know the special features of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique?"

"It's possible!"

"Will my second brother be in danger?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be. My second brother has a deep fortune, so this disaster shouldn't entangle him."

The two never thought that a magic spell they saw casually at the beginning not only saved their lives, but also completely changed their future.

Seeing that Song Yunxi was still worried, Chen Mo asked, "Are there any other concerns?"

The other party nodded and said, "Brother Chen, I can swallow the nourishing spirit pill and use the Heavenly Demon's energy to transform into practice in a very short time. What if it is a cultivator? Or a demon?"

As soon as these words came out, even Chen Mo, who also practiced the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, felt something was wrong.

From turning into a black shadow at the beginning to shuttling in the darkness later.

Now it has the ability to swallow others again. This special secret technique is gradually showing its extraordinaryness.

After calming down for a while, Chen Mo asked, "Do you still remember the ancient book we read?"

Song Yunxi recalled and reluctantly said, "I forgot some of it."

"I remember it was written on the title page: The Western Black Water Immortal Emperor used the Supreme Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique to obtain a Jade Wanhua Immortal Fruit, and asked the Great Sun Immortal Lord to pick it from the back mountain in exchange, and now it is recorded on the parchment scroll. In other words, this is the method of cultivation of the Immortal Emperor, so there should be no problem. Moreover, the Western Black Water Immortal Emperor seems to be related to the Great Sun Immortal Lord, and you have the Great Sun Heavenly Book, so you should rest assured."

Chen Mo's words put the other party at ease.

He also recalled some of the content, which was stated in the general outline: The body of the Heavenly Demon can disintegrate in the past and future, or it can be condensed in the present; it can disintegrate at the ends of the earth, or it can be condensed in the sea of ​​fire and swords.

For a method that can arbitrarily cross time and space, it is reasonable to have a certain devouring ability.

And at this moment, that bold and crazy idea had already sprouted in Song Yunxi's mind!

The conversation between the two lasted all night.

Every once in a while, they would deduce the operation of the thousand-man killing array on the sand table.

All this was in preparation for that day!

…

While Mo Taishan was discussing how to complete the task of the Dragon Head Guard, a chaos that swept across Pingduzhou was also brewing rapidly.

With the investment of the Thunderbolt Talisman, a large number of mummies were completely eliminated.

As the corpse tide was about to recede, a shocking change occurred in the Immortal Gate!

…

Jiang Taishan.

An unknown foundation-building cultivator suddenly laughed up to the sky one day.

He drew out his long sword and stabbed it at his heart, and the blood gradually flowed into the formation under his feet.

Blood mist, blood, and plasma mixed between heaven and earth. In just a few hours, Jiang Taishan was dead silent.

At the same time, the unknown foundation-building cultivator stepped out.

He stood on the top of the mountain, looking down at everything below, sneering and forgetting the bullying brought by the immortal sect.

…

Fayan Temple.

An old monk slowly stood up from the cushion, holding a wooden pestle in his hand to hit the wooden fish.

“Master, the host invites you to preach.”

“Amitabha, the world is full of suffering, and there is no way to preach.”

The old monk hit the disciple’s head with the wooden pestle, and the head of the disciple who had been with him for decades exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist… (End of this chapter)