Immortal Immortal

The Jiutian Shaohuo Old Man's temple is very rare, and no casual cultivator knows about it. The Buddhist layman can only start from the mortal town.

There are merchant gangs in mortal towns, and the information network inside them is indeed very wide.

However, there is usually a certain delay in the news, and it is difficult to tell whether it is true or not. The Buddhist monks made inquiries in many ways to determine the location of the temple where the old man burned the fire.

It is said that in some mountain villages in the south, there are temples dedicated to the fire-burning old man, and villagers will use this to pray for the dryness of their granaries.

Seeing that the village was located far away, the Buddhist layman did not act rashly.

He could vaguely sense that what happened to Li Mo was very involved. You must know that the Life Festival can even be traced back to tens of thousands of years ago.

Although the Buddhist layman read through the classics, he found that there was no disaster in the life festival in history, but since it can make Li Mo care so much, it is not easy.

He informed Li Mo of the clues, and after the latter figured out the approximate location of the temple, he drove Taiyi Fatian to go there quietly.

Fortunately, the destination does not need to pass through the area under the jurisdiction of Xianzong.

The journey to Taiyi Fatian was relatively smooth, and it only took more than half a month to get there.

Li Mo's consciousness still stayed in his hometown of Vacuum, and his body drove a large number of Gu insects to search for traces of Old Man Huohuo in the mountains.

"The festival of life, the secret realm of life."

In fact, there are countless secret realms formed in the world of immortality in thousands of years, either a high-grade magic weapon containing space, or the death of a high-level monk of a certain Taoist body...

But few secret realms last long, let alone span thousands of years.

Li Mo understood that the secret realm of life must involve Vacuum's hometown, but he didn't know how it would be revealed.

He stayed quietly in Qingshan Cave, and Rushan began to develop.

Zhang Guo's spiritual intelligence is low, but Li Mo doesn't have to worry about resource extraction, perhaps because of his instinct as a spiritual material.

The plant monks did not exploit Rushan uncontrollably. They tried to plant spiritual material seeds to breed more of the same kind.

With the help of salamanders, shoots sprouted everywhere in Rushan.

However, just as the spiritual materials grown from the Corpse Mountain tend to be more flesh-and-blood organs, the spiritual materials grown from the Rushan Mountain generally have female characteristics.

Upon seeing this, all the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators contacted Li Mo and wanted to obtain a few plant cultivators.

Li Mo naturally refused, and besides, once the grass and tree cultivator left his protection, he would immediately turn into a mindless ordinary spiritual material within a few breaths.

All the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivators were not upset, as they obviously had something to ask for during the ceremony.

Li Mo asked the grass and tree monks to send the spiritual materials to the top of the mountain, and then ingest the small world of Corpse Mountain through the Inanimate God Statue, and specially divided a sub-peak to see if it could form a unique environment for Luo Zu.

The low-level spiritual materials bred in Rushan are of little use to him at present, but they can enrich the ecology of the small world of Corpse Mountain, making the growth of spiritual patterns have a subtle effect.

The mountain of corpses has been promoted as a magic weapon for decades.

The two sun-moon and five-element spiritual patterns are not yet half-formed, which shows the growth rate of the magic weapon. It is unknown whether the magic weapon is promoted to a middle-grade magic weapon.

Of course, it is also related to Li Mo's level being too low.

Li Mo was distractedly paying attention to the Gu insects, searching for villages all over the mountains and plains outside, and soon found several temples where old people were set on fire.

The temple had been abandoned for a long time and was used by the villagers as a temporary refuge for corpses.

However, Li Mo could see that even when the temple was in good condition, it was relatively simple in scale and there were few incense on weekdays.

Li Mo sneered a few times.

Old Man Shaohuo was obviously tricked by Zao Lord Siming.

In Li Mo's view, the duties of the Immortal God of the Wu Sheng Sect are very important, as it represents whether the title can be spread. The closer it is to the common people, the easier it is for mortals to accept it.

For example, Fu Dexian's "land and grain harvest"; Zao Lord Siming's "grain diet"; Doumu Yuanjun's "seeking for the safety of his son"...

Old Man Shaohuo came from Zao Lord Si Ming, and his position and title were determined by the latter, which made it difficult for him to develop followers.

After the temple was completely destroyed, the Kitchen Lord Si Ming didn't even respond at all.

Li Mo continued to spread the scope of the Gu insects, and Gu insects continued to crawl out of the soil, and Taiyi Fatian also became a temporary insect nest.

He patiently bided his time.

During this period, the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator made many moves with each other. Although they did not mention the festival, they were clearly planning it secretly.

Li Mo has just joined Wusheng Cult and is definitely not qualified to take the initiative to intervene.

But he had a hunch that sooner or later, Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator would invite him to join the game, but I'm afraid it would be very close to the time of the festival.

As a result, it would be difficult for Li Mo to prepare and would not affect the distribution of interests for the rest of the people.

"You want me to contribute, but you don't want me to interfere in the life festival. Everyone really thinks that I am a soft persimmon, so it's better to play with Bo Da."

Li Mo's eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent, but he quickly returned his attention to the Gu worm.

Buzz buzz...

Because it was summer, the temperature even in the deep mountains had reached close to forty, and the intensive chirping of cicadas was endless.

Li Mo gave birth to mountain mosquitoes.

The only advantage of the Mountain Mosquito Gu is that it reproduces at an astonishing speed. After sucking up the blood water, it can lay eggs next to the water source in one night, and it only takes three days for the larvae to turn into adults.

The villages in the surrounding mountains are already infested with Gu insects, but there are no clues.

Li Mo was a little helpless. If Old Man Shaohuo died, it would be a lot of trouble to interfere in the living festival. After all, he didn't know the situation of the festival.

"etc."

He raised his brows and secretly used his magical power to let the mountain mosquitoes develop a sense of smell. Through the burning smell, he finally found traces of burning the old man.

There was a child in his early fours or fives who sneaked out of the village when no one was paying attention and headed towards the remote rock wall at the foot of the mountain.

The children walked nimbly through the forest and came to the cave under the boulders.

Relying on his short stature, he got into the depths of the hole. Li Mo controlled a few mosquitoes and followed the children into the cave.

"Cough cough cough..."

A weak coughing sound came, and the air was mixed with a strong smell of burning.

The children looked worried and couldn't help but quicken their steps. The hole gradually became wider and sparks could be seen crackling and burning.

"Azu, let's have something to eat."

The child threw the wowotou into the darkness, and then a huddled figure slowly crawled over.

"Hey, you...shouldn't...stay here, let's go."

His voice was hoarse and weak, but he finally picked up the wowotou, revealing a blackened arm covered with ravines.

As soon as the arm touched the cornstarch, the dry food spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes within a few breaths.

"Look, let's go."

The child wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said resolutely while crawling back: "Azu, I will try other foods and you will definitely get better."

A long sigh came from the cave, mixed with a few coughs.

After a while, the darkness returned to silence.

More than a hundred mountain mosquitoes gathered together and quickly sprouted facial features.

"Old man Shaohuo, are you willing?"

"who?!!"

The figure crawled out of the darkness using both hands and feet. Even if the excessive movement caused the skin to tear, it did not show any weakness.

"Master Zao, I will die soon, so why bother to kill them all?"

Old Man Shaohuo breathed heavily and continued in a gentle tone: "Please let the mortals in the village go, please..."

"I'm not Mr. Zao, we met once."

Old Man Shaohuo looked shocked. Among the demon cultivators in Vacuum's hometown, he was a person he had only met once, Taishang Qingtian, who had just joined the Wusheng Cult.

"What do you want to do? I can't threaten you at all."

Old Man Shaohuo almost begged, the memory of Temple's death still remained in his mind, and his whole body started to tremble uncontrollably.

"I never thought about dealing with you, everything was just like that..."

"ah!!!"

The old man Shaohuo screamed, and a large amount of rotten flesh gushed out from his mouth and nose. His vitality became dim, and his body suddenly began to collapse.

Li Mo could see that the restraints imposed on other demon cultivators by Vacuum Hometown were even more exaggerated.

Even before mentioning that unknown erosion has taken away half of Old Man Shaohuo's life, it can be seen that the demon cultivators are all birds in a vacuum hometown.

Li Mo is determined to obtain the best spiritual stone.

Only by imprinting the temple can one escape from the dead mother and manage the resources of Vacuum's hometown as an outsider.

"Old man Shaohuo, do you hate it?"

The old man who burned fire lay flat on the ground and did not answer Li Mo's words.

"He can control the lives of hundreds of thousands of people at will and make you a dispensable victim. Are you really willing to do that?"

"You...what do you want to do?"

"The Life Festival, I want to participate in the game of the Life Festival."

Old Man Shaohuo laughed and said: "Haha, what a big ambition, but my cultivation is completely useless, how can I be qualified to contact the Living Festival?"

"Is your cultivation in the weak crown stage enough?"

"you……"

Old Man Shaohuo opened his eyes wide, and then noticed a maggot crawling slowly into his mouth, and finally came to his chest.

The maggots spin their cocoons quickly, and within a few breaths they become a deformed middle dantian.

Old Man Shaohuo had a look of disbelief on his face. The maggots gradually melted inside the cocoon, forming a stream of turbid blood spiritual power that he could control.

【Foundation Building Insect】

The Foundation-Building Insect allows Li Mo to lend his spiritual power to others, but only in the weak crown stage, and the other party must be able to withstand the erosion of spiritual power.

"Is that enough? It will take up to a hundred years, and the spiritual power cannot be improved."

"Enough is enough."

"There are still twenty years, it's too late, I will make him pay the price."

Old Man Shaohuo murmured to himself, with unspeakable resentment in his eyes.

Li Mo nodded and said: "I can help you transfer the villagers. You know, once the life festival begins, there will be no end to the death."

"No need, I will take my great-great-grandson to a safe place myself."

"The rest of the people believe in Zaojun Si Ming. It is impossible for them to break away from the Wusheng Cult. You also know the horror of the Wusheng Cult..."

The old man who burned the fire was as if he was about to die, and he was chattering. Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his pupils were blurred and he shouted.

"You must not let your body and soul enter the ghost place of the Living Festival. Once you enter, you will no longer be yourself. Remember."

"You must wait for me, you must wait for me."

"good."

Li Mo didn't understand the meaning of Old Man Shuohuo's crazy words, but he didn't ask further. After all, revealing any information about Vacuum's hometown would cause Old Man Shaohuo to die violently.

Am I not myself?

But there are not a few casual cultivators who have escaped unscathed from the secret realm of life, so what are they?

Li Mo had a sneer on his lips, looking forward to seeing what kind of carnival the so-called living festival was, and whether he could be the final winner.