Immortal Immortal

The ancestral stage is turbulent.

In the overflowing thick fog, an indescribable object that stretched thousands of miles whizzed past. With a sweep of the densely packed pupils, the fog was cleared away.

Sirui Zhai descended over the ancestral platform and looked at the island.

Li Mo was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the island. Due to the fact that Hunyuan was intact, his body shape had a tendency to turn into stone, and his body swelled to over seven meters tall. His ribs were covered with more than a dozen pairs of arms.

“…”

Sirui Zhai stayed on Li Mo's body for a few breaths.

Li Mo's actions looked extremely horrifying. While he closed his eyes to absorb the spiritual energy, his arms were refining the magic weapon with a clear division of labor.

Sirui Zhai fell into a brief trance.

This was not the first time she had seen Li Mo's weapon refining skills, but she still had an incredible feeling. The scene was really too exaggerated.

Under normal circumstances, weapon refiners in the Nascent Soul stage can indeed deal with pseudo-magic weapons.

But there has never been a weapon refiner who refined twelve pseudo-magical weapons at the same time, each arm completing various refining steps accurately.

Li Mo multitasked, but his speed in refining weapons was far beyond ordinary.

Little did Sirui Zhai know that Li Mo was planning to try to make a magic weapon directly, and the difficulty was not comparable to that of fake magic weapons.

While she was waiting, Li Mo had already completed the Hundred Refinements, and all he needed to do next was to draw spiritual patterns to create a pseudo-magic weapon.

Li Mo stopped refining the weapon, saluted respectfully and said, "I have met the Eighth Senior Sister."

"fine."

Sirui Zhai didn't know what to say.

In terms of cultivation talent alone, Li Mo was enough to be accepted into the disciples of Wusheng Old Mother, not to mention weapon refining, brewing, and even formation formation.

"This is the material for the last batch of pseudo-magic weapons. Junior brother, after you finish refining the weapons, just place them at the statue in the center of the island."

"Junior brother, if you don't have enough materials for refining the weapon, just call me at the ancestral platform."

When Sirui Zhai was talking, there were mountains of various spiritual materials piled up next to Li Mo, but they were generally made of flesh and blood and bones.

Li Mo immediately put the spiritual materials into the small world of Corpse Mountain and watched Sirui Zhai leave.

The spiritual materials that Sirui Zhai sent one after another far exceeded Li Mo's needs, and were even enough to expand the production of corpse wine on a large scale.

Li Mo learned through Sirui Zhai that the spiritual materials all originated from the vacuum hometown called "Medicine Garden".

The medicine garden is under the jurisdiction of Fourth Senior Sister "Qingjing".

After Li Mo officially gets started, he can go to the medicine garden to obtain resources, but he has to ask Qing Qing for the specific exchange rules.

For the Twelve Immortals, there is no need to worry about the purity of the resources in the medicine garden.

But as a Thirteenth Immortal, he probably doesn't have any special privileges.

Li Mo also made some insinuations about the White Bone Sect. Unfortunately, the Eighth Senior Sister also knew very little about it and didn't know whether the White Bone Sect had been destroyed.

But one thing is certain, there is no distraction period in the White Bone Cult.

This situation is more in line with Li Mo's guess. If the White Bone Sect really wanted to be distracted, they would not bother to instigate the Initiation Society.

"It's unknown whether the White Bone Sect has been destroyed or not, but if the Bone Sect really wants to cooperate with me, there really aren't many channels through which they can contact me."

"The White Bone Sect wants to contact Vacuum's hometown, Tianjingju."

Li Mo was thoughtful, but he had no plans to set foot in Tianjingju for the time being. The top priority now was to get over the period of death.

Bone Cult? Just let it happen.

If it hits my hand, I'll try to get some distraction spells.

Li Mo sneered and offered the re-refined Taiyi Fatian.

Next, draw the twelve mountain spider spirit patterns, which will inevitably cause noise. Try to complete them in the cave to avoid disturbing the senior sister.

There is almost no change in Taiyi Magic Heaven, reaching the maximum limit of one hundred refinements of the magic weapon.

Bailian's emphasis is on solidity, so part of the cave's space is sacrificed to prevent the magic weapon from being damaged at every turn.

The furnishings inside are very simple, with a few ornamental plants and trees planted, a close circle engraved on the wall, and a pond in the center.

The reason why Li Mo did not pursue the magic weapon was mainly because the magic weapon was nourished by spiritual power.

Even if he has the Three Yuanying, the number of magic weapons is already too many, and adding more magic weapons may affect the efficiency of his practice.

"Fortunately, the soul of the weapon is an inferior spirit pattern, and my current consciousness is enough."

In order to ensure the smooth refining of the twelve magic weapons, Li Mo also used excess materials to brew a batch of Nascent Soul-stage Nao Sheng Liquor.

【Shengnao Wine】

[Using the brainstem of the Nascent Soul monk as the medicine, add the brain tissue of twelve birds and beasts, and place it in the abdomen of the corpse for fifty years to become distiller's grains. The medicinal effect will temporarily increase the intensity of spiritual consciousness and suppress distracting thoughts. 】

After taking Nao Sheng Liquor, the consciousness can be temporarily increased by 20% within ten days. The only disadvantage is that the head will be swollen and the brain will be split half an hour afterwards.

Even though it takes fifty years to grow brain wine grains, with the nutrients in the small world of Corpse Mountain, the time can be compressed to about fifteen years.

If you are willing to invest in the medicinal power of Pei Yuan Guo, it can be created in a year or two.

Li Mo took out the brain wine and poured it into the pond. The rising smell of wine was greasy, and the dark yellow color really looked like melted grease.

He sat in the pond, picked up a Bailian Mountain Spider and drew the spiritual pattern.

Thousands of pupils opened, and with the blessing of Nao Nao Liquor, Li Mo was extremely sober, as if the flow of time had slowed down.

Li Mo sketched the soul pattern on the surface of the instrument, pausing for a few breaths each time.

In the first two-thirds, he didn't feel the difficulty at all. It was only towards the end that he felt suffocated in the vast sea of ​​spiritual patterns.

Li Mo was fully focused.

At worst, a fake magic weapon would be lost, but Sirui Zhai provided the materials anyway.

With an indifferent attitude, Li Mo became more comfortable refining the weapon, and for the first time he refined a magic weapon by himself.

When the weapon soul pattern is completed, the magic weapon turns into a three-meter mountain spider.

The mountain spider is full of hostility to all living creatures around it, but after it noticed the more powerful "similar" in Li Mo's body, it suddenly did not dare to act unscrupulously and wanted to leave the cave.

It can be seen that the spiritual pattern is innate or acquired, which has some influence on the power of the magic weapon.

"receive."

Li Mo directly suppressed the mountain spider in the small world of Corpse Mountain, then closed his eyes to cultivate his exhausted spirit, and prepared to refine the next magic weapon.

He didn't master it in one go. After all, Nao Nao Liquor could only last for ten days, and he had to endure the pain that was a hundred times worse than a hangover many times.

After having the finished product, Li Mo's weapon refining went more smoothly.

Mayfly Yimeng also unknowingly gave birth to a false soul consciousness.

Li Mo did not choose to continue to deduce the Nascent Soul spell, but instead deduce around the Taoist fusion of the roe owl swallowing the body and the ancient holy body.

It is best to imprint Nascent Soul spells directly on the spell page.

Among the currently known special pages, obtaining the spell page is relatively simple, and only requires the branded organs to form a Tao body.

Li Mo plans to complete the fusion of Tao bodies as soon as possible so that he can continue to breed new Tao bodies.

Moreover, Pu Dao Qiying's Taichi body alone is enough to protect itself. If the magnetic light is given a certain amount of time to devour, the baby's delivery period will be ruined.

boom.

There was a muffled sound.

Li Mo's thoughts gave rise to distracting thoughts, which caused the wrong mountain spider spirit pattern in his hand. He was about to achieve a magic weapon, but failed in the end.

The invalidated fake magic weapon can barely reach the level of an eighty-year-old magic weapon.

However, if you really want to sell it, the price will be much higher than that of ordinary Hundred Refining Magical Artifacts, because the damaged structure is very suitable for spying on the spiritual patterns inside.

Of course, Li Mo would definitely not exchange it for a spiritual stone just for a small profit.

He simply closed his eyes and rested his mind until the memory of the fake soul consciousness was digested. Unfortunately, the progress of the fusion of Tao and body was a little slow.

But no matter what, progress is good.

Before there were no mountain spiders, the deduction of false soul consciousness was almost useless.

The mountain spider is not only a blessing to the spiritual consciousness, the differentiated little spider can penetrate deep into the body and perform fusion surgery in detail.

Li Mo continued to refine weapons.

When the fifth magic weapon was refined, my body was already feeling slightly uncomfortable.

Li Mo felt a slight soreness in his lower waist. The symptoms came very suddenly, and it was obviously closely related to the fatal disease in the Buhuo period.

Death-related diseases usually occur around the age of four hundred.

Li Mo is now more than three hundred years old, and with the suppression of the Tao body, he should have a surplus of seventy or eighty years, but the fatal disease in the Buhuo stage spreads little by little throughout the body, and then breaks out in a concentrated manner.

He tried to delay the fatal illness, but he could only temporarily suppress it with frequent methods.

After Li Mo finished refining the eight magic weapons, his chest, back, sides, and chest began to tingle, accompanied by obvious spinal curvature.

"It is indeed a fatal disease."

Mountain spiders are active in areas affected by disease and maintain the normal functioning of bones.

Li Mo's efficiency in refining weapons has decreased. Fortunately, relying on his previous accumulated experience, he has become more and more skilled in drawing the soul patterns of weapons.

He endured the strangeness of his bones and waited until the refining of the twelve magic weapons was completed before he relaxed. The ghost tiger sent the magic weapons to the statue.

The fatal diseases continue to worsen, and there are characteristics that are different from the ordinary fatal diseases in the non-confusion period.

For example, metal bone spurs grow in the joints, and the bones become more and more deformed. At first glance, they look like intertwined animal bones.

Even if travel has been affected, the outbreak of fatal diseases is still not coming.

If Li Mo thought about it, the erosion of the fatal disease could be removed through surgery, and maintaining a normal life before the outbreak should not be a big problem.

But he chose to face the disease of death head on.

Li Mo replaced the corpse wine in the pond with raw bone wine to resist the erosion of the death disease, and the seven-headed tattooed beast was responsible for replenishing the wine.

The raw bone wine is milky white in color, and its aroma is mixed with a mint flavor.

Li Mo lay flat on his back in the raw bone wine, a hint of coolness penetrated into his bones through the pores, and poured a basin of cold water into the raging fire.

Gurgling.

The raw bone wine in the pond bubbles a lot, and the water level gradually decreases.

Li Mo asked the tattooed beast to replenish it every ten days according to the stock of raw bone wine, and then his consciousness fell into superficial meditation.

The three Yuanyings practice independently, and Pu Dao Qiying will even deny the rest of the Yuanyings.

After Sirui Zhai came to the ancestral platform, he noticed the aura of death and disease leaking from Taiyi Law Heaven, and then discovered twelve mountain spider magic weapons.

The mountain spider did not dare to move under the intimidation of the idol, but could still see the ferocity of the half-trick creature, half-magic weapon, and the screams kept coming and going.

Sirui Zhai raised his eyes and glanced, and the mountain spider magic weapon disappeared.

"My junior brother has reached the level of refining magic weapons. Perhaps as Yu Xiao said, my junior brother will only be buried in Wusheng Cult."

"Why."

She set her sights on Mountain Spider. No matter how she looked at it, it at least had the potential to be promoted to a mid-level magic weapon, and there were almost no faults.

"If it's a magic weapon, I should be able to do more than this."

After hesitating for a moment, Sirui Zhai moved a few mountains and moved the location of the cave, using the terrain to slightly improve the spirit gathering array.

Rich spiritual energy poured into Taiyi Law Heaven, and more than 80% of it was composed of three types of spiritual energy: haze, turbid blood, and ashes. It was obviously intentional.

There is not much that Sirui Zhai can do. The monks can only overcome the fatal disease by themselves.

As far as she knows, the land gods in the last three realms of becoming immortals don't know how to solve the fatal disease. Perhaps they can only transcend by ascending.

Sirui Zhai saw that Li Mo's condition was stable, and his figure disappeared into the thick fog again.

She thought Li Mo was already overcoming the fatal illness, but she never expected that what the latter encountered was just a prelude to the fatal illness.

With the Three Yuan Infant in his body, Li Mo has the strength to surpass his peers, but the corresponding trouble is more terrifying symptoms.

The ancestral platform fell into silence, and Sirui Zhai did not show up again.

Twenty years before Li Mo's fatal illness, bones all over his body were dislocated, and bone spurs filled the gaps in his joints.

He deeply felt the despair of the Niujiacun ancestor.

The ancestor is just a mortal, but he has lived for thousands of years, causing his body to decay like a cage, trapped in the coffin of the ancestral hall, unable to move.

With a clear mind, I can feel that my body is gradually deteriorating under the erosion of the fatal disease.

Fortunately, Li Mo could control cancer cells and affect fatal diseases within a limited range, and he also knew that he would not die of the disease in the immortal stage.

But whether it can survive the fatal disease perfectly is still unknown.

Li Mo asked the growing bones to avoid important organs. Once the Dantian is damaged, the foundation will inevitably be severely damaged, leading to a vicious cycle of death and disease.

During the first 50 years when the disease eroded him, he could still move his limbs briefly, but soon he completely lost all sense of his bones.

There was a dense sound of bones colliding in the pond.

The tattooed beasts looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, and even the mandrills restrained their past rashness and cautiously inspected the layout of Taiyi Law Heaven.

"Something."

Li Mo discovered something strange about Buhuoqi's death disease.

Before the outbreak, the Immortal Disease only increased and strengthened the bones. In a sense, it was beneficial to the monks.

The premise is that fatal diseases can be controlled.

“Are fatal illnesses man-made or accidental?”

"If it's man-made, is the original intention to benefit mortals' rebirth?"

"Well……"

Li Mo couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. The fatal disease in the Buhuo Period suddenly broke out, and he first felt extremely hot in his spine.

The bone wine in the pond boiled, and the water level dropped faster.

The tattooed beasts did not dare to hesitate and were busy around the pond.

Li Mo's message told them that when the disease breaks out in the Buhuo period, they don't need to stingy with the raw bone wine to keep the water level above themselves.

At the same time, the tattooed beast also threw some bone-enhancing spiritual materials into the drink.

The small world of Corpse Mountain is not idle either.

Under the leadership of Zhang Guo, hundreds of thousands of grass and tree monks knelt in front of the statue of Wusheng, and massive nutrients nourished Li Mo through the statue.

The nutrients of the plant cultivators instantly suppressed the fatal illness at the Immortal Stage.

But Li Mo didn't dare to fish all the time to maintain the balance of the grass and tree monks. If there were too many casualties, the small world of Corpse Mountain would be affected.

Click click click.

The sounds of broken bones were heard one after another, and the proliferated bones were dissolving bit by bit.

Li Mo's strategy is very simple, which is to delay the dissolution of the bones as much as possible to ensure that the core vertebrae are not damaged.

He watched the decay of the bones.

After about half a year, the proliferated bones will turn into black and smelly marrow.

Immediately afterwards, the limbs became numb and the nails fell off.

Li Mo remained calm as small mountain spiders walked through the bones, stationed at the joints of the limbs, slowing down the spread of the fatal disease.

Cancer cells are also fighting against the deadly disease and have been caught in a tug of war.

Li Mo did not rejoice because he understood the horror of death.

Not long after, black spots appeared on the bones indiscriminately, and the magic weapon could not stay in one place, so it had to build up a defense around the spine.

The spine squirmed slightly, and the erosion from the fatal disease in the Buhuo period came one after another.

Li Mo wouldn't be given a chance to react.

The spine spasmed, and porcupine-like needles sprouted from its surface.

"Oh shit."

Li Mo's scalp was numb. His fatal disease at the age of 40 was indeed unusual. Logically speaking, there was no sign of spinal activation.

The soul hidden in the blood tightly binds the spine, and the cancer cells penetrate inside and outside in all directions.

The mountain spider was defeated steadily by the erosion of the fatal disease, and the magic weapon itself had been damaged by less than half, and it only recovered a little after consuming the innate essence.

Buhuoji died of illness while Li Mo was treating his spine, causing the bones in his limbs to dissolve.

Li Mo's eyes widened. After the skull disappeared, blood flowed from his facial features.

Without the protection of his skull, the raw bone wine seeped into his brain, and Li Mo couldn't help but feel drunkenly dizzy, with lights and shadows flowing in front of his eyes.

Sanyuanying can no longer sit firmly on the Diaoyutai and joins the battle after leaving Dantian.

The soul-eating demon baby communicates with the statue of the inanimate god and spits out the nutrients of the plant monks to repair the bones.

The Chaos Beast Infant transforms the flesh and blood organs into beasts and protects the rioting spine.

Pu Dao Qi Ying caused the magnetic light to contaminate the whole body's bones. Not to mention Yuan Ying's innate Tao body, it did have a miraculous effect on the fatal disease of the Immortal Stage.

"Brand me!!!"

Li Mo opened the book of creation, and the shadow of his spine was revealed on the blank page. The disease that caused his death during the Buhuo period had subsided, and the situation remained deadlocked.

A whirlpool formed on the surface of the water, and the raw bone wine completely disappeared like a whale.

The tattooed beasts looked at the pond and noticed that Li Mo was constantly experiencing the growth and dissolution of his bones, and his skin suddenly turned purple.

All the raw bone wine was poured into the pond.

The tattooed beasts returned to Li Mo's body one after another, flowing between the skin and flesh, even if they could only add a small amount of help, they would not hesitate.

Li Mo's illness lasted for ten years.

Ten years not only failed to improve his academic performance, but also caused San Yuan Ying to languish, and Pu Dao Qi Ying almost fell to the stage of stillbirth.

"Cough cough cough..."

Li Mo coughed, his face turned red, and he stood up awkwardly.

All the bones in his body have grown back, and the illness that caused his death during the Buhuo period did not leave any drawbacks, but he was really tortured.

Li Mo leaned against the pond weakly, and it took him half a day to come back to his senses.

“After the fatal illness of the No-Confusion period is over, the next step is the fatal illness of the Knowledge period.”

The death disease in the Zhiming period will break out when Li Mo is a thousand years old. The main symptom is [organs growing in wisdom], and all organs will rebel.

Li Mo heard that a Nascent Soul monk sealed himself in a cave when he was recovering from a fatal illness. He had no response for the past twenty or thirty years.

The fellow monks broke open the cave and took a look, only an empty shell of the Yuanying monk was left.

That's right, all the organs were missing.

They only found a brain with the consciousness of the original owner in the corner, and the Yuanying monks didn't even have time to seize it.

What Li Mo can do is to imprint the organs with the Book of Creation to fight against the fatal disease during the life-knowing period.

"Six hundred years...promoted to the distraction period."

"Phew, the next skill to be mastered must focus on the body. My control over the body needs to be further strengthened."

Li Mo felt a little aggrieved because he only had the five innate bodies. As a result, when the death disease broke out, his consciousness could not sense the existence of the Tao body at all.

He absorbed the spiritual energy to nourish the Sanyuan Ying, who curled up in his Dantian tiredly.

The magic weapons also fell into deep sleep, and the tattooed beast no longer urged him to go to the outside world. A fatal illness in the Immortal Period severely damaged Li Mo's vitality.

Being able to successfully survive a fatal illness is somewhat related to the magical power of the spine.

What Li Mo didn't expect was that the magical power of the spine was vaguely involved in the brain. It can be said that "all marrow belongs to the brain."

【The brain is the marrow】

The function of producing brain marrow is very strange. On the one hand, the spinal cord can subtly make the bones stronger. On the other hand, Li Mo can consume brain tissue and accelerate the growth of the spine.

Li Mo touched his head with lingering fear.

At the end of his fatal illness, he had to lose most of his brain to get through it perfectly.

Now that the imprinting of all the bones of the body has been completed, the mountain spider and vertebrae can be considered to complete the bones and breed the innate Tao body.

Li Mo secretly planned to practice and stay in the cave to recuperate.

It took three or four years to return to its peak.

Li Mo immediately checked the message sent by the Buddhist layman, and his expression couldn't help but become surprised.

Whether the White Bone Sect has been destroyed or not is still unknown, but the scandal surrounding the White Bone Sect is fermenting, attracting Taoists and demons alike.

About twenty years ago, the "Wuzang Sword", a medium-sized immortal sect affiliated with Tianjian Sect, unearthed the secret realm left by the White Bone Sect.

"The Secret Realm of Mantra."

Li Mo muttered it several times, with strong interest in his eyes.

Uncharacteristically, the Tianjian Sect did not choose to monopolize the Secret Realm of Mantra, and instead spread the word and attracted countless monks to swarm away.

The Secret Realm of Mantra opens once every ten years, and even the Heart Beast Sect has many disciples going there.

At present, the casualty rate in the Mantra Secret Realm is not high, and even casual cultivators who are new to foundation building can return from it smoothly.

So far, only two people have died in the Danjing stage, and not even serious injuries have occurred in the Nascent Soul stage.

Li Mo asked Tian Changwen about the specific situation of the mantra secret realm. Unfortunately, the entrance and exit of the secret realm were arranged by the Heavenly Sword Gate. Any monk who walked out would lose the memory of being in the secret realm.

But no matter what happens in the secret realm, the resources they obtain are real.

Most of them are the unique spiritual materials of the Shingon sect, and a small number of magic books with unknown text.

If it weren't for the fact that Tianjian Sect had very limited quotas for small immortal sects, Tian Changwen would have wanted to send hundreds of people into the secret realm of truth.

Li Mo asked Tian Changwen for help, and then went to the patio.

Tianjing Residence is as always, a closed vacuum hometown with only one Taoist temple, and there are only four or five demon cultivators hidden inside.

Li Mo walked straight into Tianjing Residence, his consciousness alert for possible attacks.

The presence in the earth altar should be one of the tests for joining the Wusheng Cult.

The demon cultivators disguised themselves as mortal beings, and when they saw Li Mo, they all had uncontrollable fear, and their eyes unconsciously looked towards the bottom of the bed.

Li Mo glanced at the empty bed and found that the demon cultivators looked at him with no strange expressions, "Do we recognize him?"

"The Thirteen Immortals were joking. We met thirty-six years ago."

"Then what?"

"Thirteen Immortals, you are really forgetful..."

Before the demon cultivator finished speaking, Li Mo's mouth and nose had magnetic lights flashing, and the objects in the room were suspended in mid-air, causing a strong sense of oppression.

"Then what?"

"That...that's not you..."

The demon cultivator hurriedly explained: "There is a remaining disciple of the White Bone Sect who left Tianjing Residence together after communicating with the people in the altar."

The corner of Li Mo's mouth twitched. The White Bone Sect actually came to Tianjingju to seek cooperation, and even recognized the fake body made by Miao Miaoqing as himself.