Immortal Immortal

No demon cultivator noticed the flash of fear in Li Mo's eyes as they looked at the grass and tree cultivators all over the top of Qingshan Cave.

I have to admit that the spirituality of the grass monks is far beyond that of ordinary gray people.

Li Mo closed his eyes and meditated. As long as the grass and tree monks did not leave the scope of Qingshan Cave, there would be no decline in spiritual intelligence.

"What kind of existence is the Wusheng Old Mother?"

He finally realized why as time went by after he came to his hometown of Vacuum, he became less and less defensive about Wu Sheng Old Mother.

Invisibly, Vacuum Hometown is fulfilling each of his wishes.

Then he used a subtle and alternative method to brainwash Li Mo, making him admire Wu Sheng Lao Mu even more in his heart.

If it weren't for the sudden impact of the top-grade Yin-blood spirit stone, and if Da Cancer Mitian noticed something strange and directly intervened in his memory, he might have become a member of the Wusheng Cult.

"Damn, you really can't underestimate any force, there are traps everywhere."

Li Mo took a deep breath.

Thinking about it carefully, when he first came to Vacuum's hometown, there was no special page in the Book of Creation. He just had a preconceived concept.

[The Vacuum Hometown is similar to the Tianwaitian Crater, with a high probability of being bred by a special page. 】

As a result, the vacuum hometown realized Li Mo's wish in an extremely inexplicable way.

The most terrifying thing is that the best spiritual stone, which requires a huge amount of spiritual energy to be conceived, was born in an instant in his hometown of Vacuum because of Li Mo's idea.

"What would happen if I had some more exaggerated thoughts..."

Li Mo frowned tightly, and the cancer cells poured into the temple's head to block it. He tried his best to restrain his turbulent consciousness and stay calm.

He carefully recalled the experience of being in his vacuum hometown. Fortunately, except for the three special pages, no additional thoughts occurred.

"The situation in Vacuum's hometown may be just the tip of the iceberg. I don't believe that we can obtain all kinds of resources without restraint just by paying the price of believing in the birthless mother."

Li Mo opened his eyes and scanned the Rushan Mountains with his peripheral vision.

First of all, one thing is certain. The extremely weird rules of Vacuum Hometown should be effective for all demonic cultivators. Otherwise, there would be no situation where Nascent Soul demonic cultivators would betray their original sect.

However, Li Mo deeply doubted that other demon cultivators should not be as exaggerated as him, and a single thought was enough to affect Vacuum's hometown.

There are thousands of demonic cultivators in Wusheng Sect. If they really wanted to have unlimited thoughts, Vacuum Hometown would have become extremely chaotic.

Li Mo hesitated for a moment, then sent a message to Doumu Yuanjun to test: "Fairy Doumu, I heard that there is a special festival in Vacuum's hometown?"

Doumu Yuanjun did not reply for a long time.

When Li Mo thought he had gained nothing, Lord Doumu Yuanjun said: "How can there be a festival in Vacuum's hometown? There is one in the outside world. It is mainly to celebrate the birthday of Wusheng Mother, which is called Yousheng."

Li Mo did not ask about the specific matters about life, because the Book of Creation had already poured out a large number of related memories, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

In the ancient world of immortality, life was a secret realm filled with countless spiritual material resources.

The Secret Realm of Life opens every hundred years, attracting casual cultivators who are above the foundation-building stage, hoping to find opportunities to form elixirs.

"Thank you, Fairy Doumu."

"nothing."

It seemed that after Li Mo explored the interests involved in life, Doumu Yuanjun's words suddenly became more vivid.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes. As he had guessed, the ordinary magic cultivator probably "made a wish" at a specific time.

The secret realm of life is disguised as a festival for the inanimate old mother, which might involve some secrets. Unfortunately, the Book of Creation does not provide much information.

Li Mo asked Buddhist layman to help him go to Sanxiuli to investigate clues related to life and death.

If he can make full use of the rules of Vacuum Hometown, he should be able to obtain the special spiritual root page without paying any price.

"You have to plan carefully. There are weird things everywhere in Vacuum's hometown."

Li Mo's mood returned to calm.

When he opened his eyes, he found that the plant monks had built a village on the top of the mountain, and seven or eight thousand plants and monks were worshiping him.

Compared to Li Mo's size, the grass cultivator was smaller than an ant, but the spiritual materials that were qualified to come had a total horn level of one.

Zhang Guo has even reached the fifth level of the total horn stage.

In another two to three hundred years, Zhang Guo should be able to attack the foundation building and become the only "foundation building expert" in the small world of Corpse Mountain.

Li Mo noticed that the grass and tree cultivators spontaneously arranged formations on the top platform.

Although it was a simple spirit-gathering array with a range that only covered Li Mo, at least one-third of the grass and tree monks were disabled as a result.

You must know that items from the outside world cannot be brought into the vacuum home.

The grass and tree cultivators relied solely on their own advantage of having spiritual materials, and at the expense of roots and branches, they could barely make up the materials for the spirit gathering array.

"Wow wow wow..."

Zhang Guo nodded proudly, pointed at the Spirit Gathering Formation and started talking nonsense.

Li Mo couldn't understand clearly, but he was very satisfied with Zhang Guo's understanding and signaled the newt to heal the injuries of the grass and tree monks.

The sky in Qingshan Cave shook slightly.

The salamander's rhizomes released some life, and the plant monks began to cheer for joy again.

"Kabaka."

Zhang Guo pointed at the giant tree that the salamander had turned into, and the herbal monks worshiped again. Li Mo finally understood, it probably meant the fairy tree.

The Spirit Gathering Array was too crude and the improvement in spiritual energy was minimal. However, Li Mo did not stop Zhang Guo's actions and allowed them to exploit the resources of Qingshan Cave and send them to the top of the mountain.

"What a great person."

The Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators can't help but be a little jealous, and even make no secret of their greed. In their view, the value of the Grass and Wood Cultivators far exceeds that of the Grays.

Temples in the Nascent Soul stage can swallow up the consciousness of mortal believers, thus giving birth to gray people.

At the same time, for the inanimate demonic cultivator, the gray man is equivalent to a part of himself, and the spiritual power gained through practice can be deprived of him at will.

However, the qualifications of the gray people are generally poor, and a very small proportion of them can practice, while the grass and tree monks all master superficial methods.

They were afraid of Li Mo.

It is believed that once Li Mo's spiritual power is exhausted, he can mobilize spiritual power from believers at any time, but little does he know that he is not even in the Nascent Soul stage.

Fu Dexian showed great interest and stared at Li Mo for a long time before looking back.

After seeing Li Mo's methods, all the Nascent Infant Demonic Cultivators of the Wusheng Sect had vaguely guessed the latter's identity in this world.

"Taoist Qingtian" of the Ziqi sect.

Although the Qingtian Taoist is not very impressive and seems to have only shown his prominence in the alchemy conference, his talent is recognized as terrifying.

The reason why it is described as terrifying is purely because Taoist Qingtian has five bodies, and there is no conflict between the bodies. They complement each other and form a flawless golden elixir.

After hearing the rumors about the Ziqi Sect, Fude Dixian was actually skeptical.

How can any monk master the skills without a teacher in the weak crown stage and perfect the technique? It is said that he is also very good at refining weapons and brewing wine.

Now that Li Mo has shown a method that is different from Wu Sheng Cult, doesn't it mean that...

Li Mo has an extraordinary understanding of the Inanimate Ten Directions Ten Thousand Spirits Ceremony, and has even made modifications so that believers are no longer limited to mortals?

What kind of talent is this? Can the five-path body really be extraordinary?

Fude Dixian heard what was said outside Ziqi's party that Taoist Qingtian became an infant in seclusion in the inner gate.

It now appears that Taoist Qingtian may have come into contact with the Wusheng Ten Directions Ten Thousand Spirits Ceremony after being promoted to the Nascent Soul stage and became a member of the Wusheng Sect.

Fu Dexian shook his head slightly, Li Mo's true identity might be in the Ziqi sect.

He immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to test Li Mo. As long as the latter did not leave the Ziqi sect, he was completely invincible.

It is difficult for Tianwaitian Crater to survive even in the distraction stage for a long time. In addition, there are existences at least in the distraction stage hidden underground. As a result, the various demon sects rarely infiltrate the Ziqi Sect.

"maybe……"

A trace of heat flashed in the eyes of Fu Dexian, "You can take advantage of the living ceremony to drag the Ziqi Sect into the pond."

He calmly withdrew Qingshan Dongtianwai's eyeliner.

"Ah."

Fudidi Immortal let out a cold snort, and glanced around threateningly. He was clearly on Li Mo's side, making it difficult to understand the situation.

Li Mo was also a little confused, but his expression remained calm.

Upon seeing this, all the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators stopped talking and secretly sighed at the superior Qingtian's good tactics in winning over Fude Dixian and Doumu Yuanjun in a short period of time.

There are hundreds of subordinate gods under both of them, and no one wants to offend them.

Soon, another Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator realized that Fudidi Immortal was acting out of character, and the atmosphere of Wusheng Cult became harmonious.

"As expected of the Great Supreme Qingtian, if I can be recognized by Wusheng Old Mother, I will definitely not be limited to Nascent Soul in the future. I can look forward to being distracted."

The Golden Lady has a kind smile, and the crystals all over her body are shining with light.

Master Tianzhu stroked his long snake-like beard and added: "Indeed, perhaps we have never seen such a great talent as Taishang Qingtian, so we are offended."

"Comrades, you're welcome."

Li Mo's eyes twitched, and he responded to others kindly on the surface.

He noticed through insinuations during the exchange that almost all Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators had three levels of identity, namely, Wusheng Cultists, Immortal Gods in the Temple, and high-level officials of a certain Immortal Sect.

All members are twenty-five, if Wu Sheng Cult wants to cause trouble, the world of immortality will be shaken.

Li Mo learned from the Buddhist layman that the living ceremony was indeed held once a hundred years to celebrate the birth of the inanimate mother.

There are still about twenty years until the next life festival.

The Buddhist layman wanted to dig deeper into the specific matters of the festival, but the casual cultivator couldn't explain why, as if he had forgotten the relevant memories.

His evaluation of the living festival is.

"Li Mo, don't get in touch. Any monk who is aware of the festival will become uncontrollably greedy when he mentions the living festival."

After Li Mo dismissed all the Nascent Soul demon cultivators, he closed his eyes and refined the turbid blood spiritual power on the mountaintop platform, and the plan in his mind became more and more complete.

"Senior Futu, please help me inquire about something."

"There should be a temple dedicated to the immortal god named Jiutian Shaohuo Old Man. Please help me see if there is anything strange recently. By the way..."

When Li Mo wanted to provide information about the old man who burned the fire, his memory suddenly became missing.

Fortunately, the temple of the burning old man was killed by Li Mo, which meant that Zhongdantian was destroyed and he was no longer a member of the Wusheng Cult.

With the help of his own temple, Li Mo endured the discomfort and said: "Look for a severely burned monk near the temple. Remember not to make it public and just tell me the clues."