Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Motai Mountain, Motai Peak.

Chen Mo is now practicing with his eyes closed, using the spiritual energy in the Xuanqing Yangyuan Pill to refine another golden pill alone.

Now, as time goes by, this golden pill that has been condensed by the understanding of the beast control has also reached the fifth level of strength.

The two golden pills in his body are like stars orbiting each other, emitting dazzling light.

And these days, Chen Mo has gradually realized the special features of his body!

Due to the existence of the panel, he has almost no bottleneck in practicing any spells. The only thing that can restrict him is time.

Putting aside this golden finger, Chen Mo should still be an ordinary cultivator in essence.

But with the condensation of the second golden pill, and with the continuous deepening of practice, especially after the concept of talent is the supernatural power is revealed, things seem to be no longer so simple.

"The so-called panel should only be an intuitive way of manifestation. The real problem is still in the body."

Chen Mo looked inside his body and could not see anything unusual.

But the two golden pills, and even the last chaotic sea of ​​qi, are there!

At least over the years, he has inquired from many sources, but he has never heard of anyone being able to condense more than two golden elixirs.

"Could it be because of that resurrection from the dead?"

Chen Mo has always had a bold guess: his strongest and most outstanding talent is the spiritual plant, and Shennong's secret realm is next to the original Ziyun Peak. Could it be that by some coincidence, he also got the inheritance of Shennong's secret realm!

However, this speculation has a fatal flaw.

How could Shennong's secret realm have two other inheritances?

The problem is now in front of Chen Mo, but he also knows that his strength is still too weak to explore the secrets behind this body!

More than a month has passed since the last return.

Chen Mo spent a lot of money to arrange a grand funeral for the 21 disciples who died in Xianwumen.

People die every day in the cultivation world. Setting foot on this road is to fight for life with the world and others. Even if you live a mediocre life, only a few will survive to the end.

Therefore, the death of these people did not make Xianwumen fall into sadness and despair.

After all, what they knew was that with the power of a hundred people's golden elixir, a powerful Yuanying who was impossible to defeat was destroyed!

And this also inspired those disciples to continue practicing.

These days, the one who made the greatest contribution was Nie Yuanzhi. He only spent a few years to conquer the immortal gates of the three northern cities one by one.

Even Dongji Mountain, where the headmaster died in Motai Mountain, and even its Yuanying ancestor chose to join the Immortal Alliance regardless of past grudges.

In troubled times, everyone needs to protect themselves.

Not to mention the immortal gate?

Dongji ancestor is a smart person, and he knows what the general trend is and what the future is.

After all, anyone who sees a Yuanying level 4 cultivator appear in front of him will not have any idea of ​​resistance!

Today's Motai Mountain is already thriving.

It only lacks an opportunity for the top cultivators to take off, and this opportunity finally came today!

...

Chen Mo lightly touched his forehead with his finger, and the green dragon head mask covered his face.

Then, the voice of his superior, Lan Shoumian, rang in his ears.

"The things are ready."

"Where?"

"The old place."

"Wait for me."

Their communication was still clear and neat, without any drag.

Putting away the mask, Chen Mo told Song Yunxi and Nie Yuanzhi about his short absence through the Yin-Yang sound transmission tube. The former habitually asked if he wanted to follow, but was rejected.

Judging from the mysteriousness of the Dragon Head Guard, there is a general behind them.

If such a force really wants to harm him, it is probably useless even if Song Yunxi, who is at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul, comes.

Summon Xiao Kang and gallop all the way.

Over the past year or so, Chen Mo has deliberately spared a lot of time to train his beasts, and during this period, he has done various [teachings] and [teachings], which has also improved their strength to a certain extent.

However, due to the nature of the monsters, their cultivation speed has obviously slowed down a lot after the Dan is formed.

Even with a large amount of pills provided, it is still the same.

Take Dou, who has cultivated the fastest, for example, he is only at the seventh level of the Dan, while other monsters are still hovering in the early and middle stages.

Xiao Kang is only at the fifth level of Jindan.

The difference in bloodline has caused the status of this former leader of Changge Lingchi to decline.

Over the years, Dou no longer bothered him, but instead fought against the green and red snake monster.

However, everyone knows that Xiao Kang is the most intimate beastmaster of the sect master, and several great elders are very polite to him.

It took a day for Chen Mo to arrive at the residence of Longshouwei.

It is said to be a residence, but it may just be a place he opened up for temporary contact.

Who is behind the mask?

What is his true identity?

What are the forces that link him?

These are all unknowns to Chen Mo, but the other party knows him clearly.

"The time has been shortened by another hour."

Lan Shoumian looked at the sky, and then looked at the spirit bird behind Chen Mo that was more than one person tall, and couldn't help but feel envious.

With such a beastmaster, it can be said that he can go anywhere in the entire Pingdu Continent!

Even he can't appear in Motai Mountain in one day.

"Hahaha!"

Xiao Kang understood the compliment and puffed out his chest with a proud look.

"Where's the stuff?"

There was no one around. There were only the two of them in this sacred mountain, sacred water, and sacred vein.

A residence comparable to a small cave, a small paradise, was occupied by a man wearing a mask.

Lan Shoumian raised the corner of his mouth. The special mask made of special materials could actually reflect a smile.

"Give!"

He was generous and threw Dan Fang directly over without saying anything.

Chen Mo frowned and took it easily.

Before he could speak, the other party continued: "Everyone with a discerning eye knows that you want to refine the spirit-nourishing pill, right?"

"Otherwise? Collection?"

"Haha." Lan Shoumian laughed sarcastically, "Then you are so sure that you can refine the nourishing pill with the pill recipe?"

At this time, Chen Mo had already transferred his spiritual consciousness into it.

And when a list of nearly fifty different levels of spiritual plants appeared in his mind, his brows were already twisted into the Chinese character Sichuan.

"How's it going? Do you think you've never seen a glass flower or heard of a crape myrtle star fruit?"

Lan Shou looked like the old god was here.

"Even the third-level Xingyun Liquid doesn't know where it came from, right?"

Chen Mo suddenly raised his head and looked at the other party.

That’s right!

The elixir contained a large number of required spiritual plants, at least nine of which he had never heard of.

Among these nine types, there are actually three second-order spiritual plants, two third-order spiritual plants, and the blood of a special monster!

"It seems like you should be able to get it."

"You are very smart." Lan Shoumian was in a good mood.

Thinking that I finally got the other person!

"What mission? Tell me!"

"Did you guess it?" (End of chapter)