Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"Little white cat?"

Song Yunxi knew that the ghost-faced fox was a monster that was extremely good at illusions. He could understand why he wanted to bring it with him, but what kind of monster was the little white cat? But he had no idea at all.

He glanced at Yi Tingsheng, but the other person looked indifferent, obviously he knew.

"Second brother, what do you think?"

"I don't care, whatever happens is fine. Just think of it as a way to see the inner world."

"Then I'll help you two." Chen Mo said with his hands clasped in fists.

Since becoming the leader, although Chen Mo has done many things himself, his manpower will eventually be exhausted.

He needs to farm, practice, and deal with some major issues in the Immortal Sect and the city. Plus, he occasionally goes to Beizhou and Zhongzhou, so he doesn't have time to ask about everything.

Therefore, learning how to arrange other people to do things has become a science.

Fortunately, the cohesion of the entire Immortal Sect is still there, so as long as he arranges it, no matter who it is, they can obey it.

Even people like Qi Chen would not complain if they were allowed to stay in the Eight Hundred Demonic Corpse Ridge.

Alchemists like Tian Suqin, who refine pills day and night, never bargain.

This is an ever-evolving fairy sect at its best.

There is hope for everyone.

Of course, going to the rift was of great importance. Although Chen Mo didn't go, he would still follow the two's actions through the eyes of the ghost-faced fox.

When necessary, they will negotiate with the other party through these two monsters.

As for why you need to bring the little white cat?

Chen Mo couldn't tell. After all, there should be something special about this monster that even Cao Lingyun was particularly fond of.

It's just that he hasn't discovered it yet.

And another more important reason is that this little white cat was left to him by Song Yunxi!

But judging from the other party's reaction just now, it was obvious that he didn't know him at all.

Without waiting for the next day, the two of them chose to set off.

Sure enough, although Song Yunxi didn't know the little white cat, the monster contracted by Chen Mo took the initiative to stick to him and cried comfortably in his arms.

As for the ghost-faced fox, with its flowing hair, handsome face, and elegant figure, it seemed that it was attracted by Yi Tingsheng's aura and took the initiative to stand on his shoulders.

This tacit understanding also reminded Chen Mo of something.

But let’s wait until they come back.

The two men and two beasts quickly arrived at the three northern cities through the teleportation array in the state capital.

As the birthplace of Motai Mountain, it is now much more prosperous. After Song Yunxi entered, looking at the familiar city, he felt as if he was revisiting his old place.

Yi Tingsheng on the side also sighed: "It turns out that I still remember this place."

"How could I forget?"

Song Yunxi took the call.

But it seems that the two of them are not talking about the same thing.

Stepping into the rift, thunderclouds rolled in.

Originally, with Song Yunxi's attainment in the art of demon disintegration, there was no risk whatsoever in walking on the Eight Hundred Demonic Demon Ridge.

However, Yi Tingsheng had listened to the advice to put aside the practice of physical detachment more than ten years ago, so the two of them chose Ouyang Dongqing's Five Little Ghost Transport Talisman.

The talisman was used, and five red-faced, ferocious-looking imps emerged from the ground. At the same time, a sedan appeared.

Song Yunxi was a little surprised, Yi Tingsheng was a little surprised, the ghost-faced fox was subconsciously vigilant, and the little white cat jumped on the heads of the little ghosts and patted their heads with its padded paws to see what it was.

Originally, the ferocious little devil looked very docile under its claws.

There was also fear in his eyes.

Over the years, under Chen Mo's careful care, the monsters he contracted, including the yellow-spotted poisonous insect, have all reached the fifth level, and any one of them can be taken care of alone.

The teachings and teachings, coupled with various spiritual plants, make these monsters far more powerful than other monks in the realm of gods.

The most obvious thing is that the illusion created by the Ghost Faced Fox can trap several gods at the same time!

After patting the little white cat for a while, it jumped back onto Song Yunxi's shoulder and sat back in the sedan.

The five little ghosts felt as if they had been granted amnesty and quickly moved forward to the requested location.

Under the thunder, Chen Mo took a Sutian Shen Yang Pill. Now he has reached the critical moment to break through the second level of God Transformation. After taking this pill, his strength will reach a new level.

However, he still watched all this through the eyes of the ghost-faced fox, and Chen Mo subconsciously laughed at the little white cat's behavior.

The five little devils moved extremely fast.

It only took a few hours for Ouyang Dongqing, Ji Ziyou and others to arrive from Beizhou.

The Black Mountain where Suotian was located was closer, and it only took an hour to reach it successfully.

With the help of the five imps and the intimidation of Song Yunxi, there were no monsters or ghosts to cause trouble along the way.

When they arrived at Black Mountain where Suotian lived, a horrifying picture appeared in front of them.

The reason why Montenegro is black is not because it is black soil, but because it is the color of dark red blood after it has dried.

The reason why Montenegro is called a mountain is not because of the ups and downs of the landform, but because it is made up of endless piles of bones.

The so-called Black Mountain is just a giant cemetery where corpses are thrown into the wilderness.

Above the Black Mountain, a large number of wandering souls are constantly circling.

Every time they turn around, they will stare at the visitors with cold eyes, with a desire to devour them.

However, among the two beasts, only the ghost-faced fox remained vigilant.

The little white cat still looked playful, and as for Yi Tingsheng? He looked at everything in front of him and laughed subconsciously.

"Brother Yi, try to stay clear-headed after entering. Although Suo Tian and I are familiar with each other, his illusion and consciousness have been so powerful that they will affect the people around him intentionally or unintentionally. Once you fall into it, it will be difficult to extricate yourself."

"What?"

Yi Tingsheng felt that he didn't understand.

"Suo Tian is good at illusion."

"No, this world can't play new tricks? Why is it still illusion? I was allowed out and my freedom is not restricted. I didn't put any effort into constructing the world. The ancient tomb uses illusion, and I still use illusion when I run to Black Mountain!"

Yi Tingsheng muttered, he even had the urge to break the magic here and then turn around and leave.

Originally, what he saw and heard on Black Mountain still aroused some interest in him, but now he heard that it was an illusion among illusions, and he lost interest immediately.

Aren't these things created by him when he wanted to create them?

"Locking the sky is the gathering of wronged souls, and these are also his unique advantages."

Song Yunxi felt that the other party's words were a bit strange, but he did not think carefully, just explained.

"Okay. Then let's go in."

After they stepped in, a pure white wandering soul swooped down from the top of the mountain.

The original human-shaped appearance, after stopping them, turned into a beast with bared fangs and claws, and then a sharp impact rushed straight into their minds:

"Who is coming!" (End of this chapter)