Immortal Immortal

"My name is Taishang Qingtian, and I am the thirteenth immortal of the Wusheng Sect."

Immediately afterwards, countless voices recited "Old Mother of No Life" from the Secret Realm of Mantra, which for a moment suppressed the remaining power of the Twenty-Four Arhats.

None of the monks present were over half a thousand years old and were not immediately frightened.

No matter who came, he was obviously against Wu Zangjian, and the Seven Treasures Sutra was probably taught to them by the other party.

The monks immediately made a decision and gathered together in unison.

Even though the crowd is divided into three parts due to the struggle between Tao and demons, they can only seek self-protection by seizing the remaining opportunities.

The monks were deceitful among themselves and did not dare to take out the flying sword from their bodies. After all, they were able to regain control only by communicating with the Nascent Soul through the flying sword.

So for Wu Zang Sword, sword refining has not completely gotten out of control.

"Amitabha."

Twenty-four Arhats closed their eyes and crossed their legs, raising their right arms.

Right arm shot.

The murmurs of the Innocent Mother have disappeared, the splendid glazed pure land has covered the secret realm, and tens of thousands of people knelt down to pray.

The secret realm is as chaotic as a pot of porridge, and several forces cannot distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

Elder Shi Jin's face turned pale.

For some reason, the sword refining obviously had no impact at all, but the stress of the Twenty-Four Arhats accelerated the progress.

But something was slightly wrong in his heart, and there was deep despair in his eyes.

"Who is the Wu Sheng Cult? Or the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce? Why, why did it become the current situation, why!!!"

Elder Shi Jin grabbed his head with both hands, his spirit on the verge of collapse.

"coming."

His consciousness looked to the outside world, and there was rotten ichor flowing in the cracks on the ground, and then, it was like the actual spiritual power of the great sun erupted.

Seeing this, the twenty-four Arhats showed an inexplicable smile, held the flowers and said with a smile: "Great kindness."

The surging spiritual power of the sun is constantly assimilating the spiritual energy in the secret realm, and the buildings wherever it passes are dyed with a golden color.

Clang.

The flying sword transformed by the glazed elder made a sword cry, and the sword formation was still maintained according to the instinct of life. Only one third of the flying sword was separated to prevent possible threats.

"Who is it...?"

Elder Shi Jin fell to his knees weakly.

The time chosen by those who entered the game was very clever. The elder of the glazed fire was transformed into a flying sword, and the Wuzang sword only had one Nascent Soul stage left in the secret realm.

If Elder Shi Jin dies and his spirit disappears, all sword refining games will be lost.

"Wait, can only wait, can only wait."

He murmured to himself crazily, directly pulled out the invisible sword blade that pierced his forehead, and then held the invisible sword blade and smiled foolishly.

Flesh and blood gathered in the center of the town, and after a moment, it turned into a giant pillar of flesh covered with human brain patterns, swallowing the spiritual power of the great sun.

At the same time, the giant bronze gate of Wumiao Town also shook.

Small cracks were scattered throughout the doorway, which obviously represented the instability of the secret realm, which attracted a large number of Wuzang Sword disciples to commit suicide in front of the door.

The whole Wu Zang Sword feels like it has gone crazy.

Li Mo squinted his eyes, always paying attention to the situation in Wumiao Town through Luo Kai. Wuzangjian's population of nearly 300,000 people had arrived outside the town.

"Really desperate, not even the Demon Sect would dare to casually sacrifice hundreds of thousands of people."

At present, the secret realm has fallen into a delicate balance. Because the flesh pillar exudes the spiritual power of the great sun, the Twenty-Four Arhats did not stop it.

If nothing else, the Bone Cult should be the final winner.

Almost every step in the secret realm is traceable. The Bone Sect has obviously planned for a long time, and the Wu Zang Sword is just a victim.

After Li Mo hesitated for a moment, he did not rush to leave the dark place.

He didn't believe that the Bone Sect could succeed so easily. You must know that behind the Wu Zang Sword, there was a huge "Sword Sect" standing.

Li Mo already had murderous intentions towards the Bone Cult in his heart. If he just used his fake body to take the blame for the Wu Sheng Cult, he would have to die.

"You really treat me like a soft persimmon."

"Don't think it's over, I will keep an eye on you."

Li Mo sneered a few times, and then quietly released the fine dust formed by the sea of ​​blood, floating silently towards the streets of the town.

He used the spiritual power of the great sun to drive the sea of ​​blood, and the glazed pure land did not resist the dust.

It's just that the spiritual power is consumed too quickly. After all, the spiritual power of the Great Sun is only in the foundation-building stage, and the sea of ​​blood has reached the level of a hundred-refining magic weapon.

Li Mo closed his eyes, and the pores on his body began to absorb the spiritual energy of the sun.

Before, his practice had been relatively restrained, mainly because he was afraid of being noticed by the fake body, but now the fake body happened to be transformed into an immovable pillar of flesh.

Li Mo didn't intend to hold anything back anymore. The Great Sun Spiritual Energy in the secret realm had exceeded 50%, and it would reach 70% in half a year at most.

What is the concept of 70%?

Limited by the means of collecting spiritual energy, the purity of canned spiritual energy is generally around 90%, and there is also a shortage of 70% canned spiritual energy at the bottom of the port.

"Blessed Land Cave Heaven, if you can't form elixirs in the Secret Realm of Mantra, really..."

"I will really regret it for a hundred years."

Li Mo's whole body was soaked in the tonic wine, and there was a constant muffled sound in his head. It was the movement of the brain nerves that could not bear the spiritual power.

"ah."

Upon seeing this, the salamander took root in the wine jar, and little bits of life fell from the tree branches as they swayed.

Li Mo relied on the tonic wine and vitality to barely support the recovery of his brain nerves, and the spiritual power of the sun consumed by the sea of ​​blood became harmless.

The tiny particles of dust are contaminated with cancer cells and are difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Many forces in the Secret Realm of Mantra are trying their best to maintain the status quo. Everyone uses their spiritual power in clever ways, making it difficult to fully exert their strength.

Naturally, he didn't notice the blood-sea dust particles that looked like sarcoma.

After a while, everyone except the Twenty-Four Arhats had been exposed to the fine dust, and the cancer cells penetrated into the flesh and bones along the pores.

Taoist Bingyou couldn't help but frown. While resisting the Four-Armed Arhat, his heart was throbbing for some reason, as if danger was coming.

But upon closer inspection, I couldn't find any clues.

After the cancer cells merged into Taoist Bingyou's body, Li Mo took the initiative to dissipate the dust, guessing that only the Yuanying Perfection would be able to detect the strangeness.

The premise is that Nascent Soul can stay awake in the secret realm.

There are only a few cancer cells in the monks' bodies, and the rest of the cancer cells all fall on the flesh pillars, devouring the nutrients of the flesh pillars and multiplying.

Li Mo didn't care whether the White Bones Church realized it or not, he directly drove the cancer to the sky and absorbed the nutrients of the flesh column to replenish himself.

"Jiejiejie..."

"You White Bone Cult may win, but I will never lose."

Li Mo reached out and pointed, and the overwhelming cancer cells merged into the white jade lotus throne, and the lotus throne suddenly began to appear distorted.

Although he didn't have time to refine the shrine into a magic weapon, it didn't affect his actions.

The white jade lotus throne unfolded its petals, and the spiritual energy released increased by ten times. For a moment, the world in the bottle turned into a golden glow.

Li Mo endured the severe pain caused by the damage to his cranial nerves and swallowed up as much spiritual energy as possible.

The Three Yuan Ying became active and took the initiative to help carry the Great Sun Spiritual Energy, which was impossible to see on other monks.

The bottleneck in the early stage of the weak crown has loosened.

A golden rain fell in Niwan Palace, and the three souls were bathed in it.

Li Mo was worried about the three souls.

There are indescribable bug-like things sealed inside the seven souls, and the three souls are superior to the seven souls. Who knows what is inside.

Li Mo's consciousness stared at the three souls for a long time. When he saw that the spiritual power of the sun had not affected the three souls, he took a long breath.

"No, before the three souls are subdued, the spiritual power of the Great Sun will never become a baby."

The soul is in the shape of a clay sculpture and is wrapped by a thick and solid soul shell.

Li Mo deeply doubted that the soul shell was not protecting the soul, but protecting humans. He must be cautious when dealing with the three souls.

He has been exposed to a large number of cultivation systems, including animal cultivation, weapon cultivation, sword cultivation, Buddhist cultivation...

Various cultivation systems are very different, but one thing is highly similar, which is the way they treat the soul, either by subjugating it or by nurturing a creature that replaces the soul.

When the spiritual power of the Great Sun filled the Niwan Palace, Li Mo realized that it could no longer accommodate it, so he began to use the skull to breed "Buddha Bones".

The function of Buddha bones is similar to that of beads, equivalent to three souls and seven souls.

Layers of Li Mo's skull were worn away, bone powder condensed inside the skull, a faint golden light leaked from his eyes, and finally turned into Buddha bones.

The Buddha bone is like a little finger bone, with Buddhist inscriptions on the surface, which looks extremely mysterious.

"There is something. The secret of Buddhist reincarnation should be in the Buddha's bones."

Li Mo was slightly regretful, praising that only the first half of the Seven Treasures Sutra is made up of Buddhist practices, while the second half is made up of demonic practices.

The perfected Nine Nether Buddha's Light Universal Illumination Sutra has four qualities, which are enough to be considered superior, but it still lacks the core of reincarnation.

[Nine Netherworlds]: The Buddha Spirit Root can emit the Nine Netherworlds fairy energy.

[Auxiliary God]: Spiritual power can be used to warm up the spiritual consciousness and increase the power of the spiritual consciousness.

[Datong]: Spiritual power has the wonderful effect of converting living beings, but maintaining the conversion for a long time will damage the Niwan Palace of living beings.

[Chanting Sutra]: The Nascent Soul is immortal, and it is difficult for others to take it away.

Li Mo secretly made up his mind that if he had the opportunity to come into contact with orthodox Buddhism in the future, he must learn from Buddhist practitioners a method that directly pointed to the great path.

The Buddha's bones fell into the center of Niwan Palace and gradually disappeared under the erosion of the spiritual power of the sun.

Eventually it turned into a virtual pill.

After Li Mo stabilized his cultivation, he continued to attack the late stage of foundation building, and the content of the Great Sun's spiritual energy in the secret realm had exceeded 80%.

He was like a tumor parasitic on the flesh column, protruding unscrupulously.

Originally, the meat column was still growing, but because of Li Mo's actions, it was fixed at just over a hundred meters, and it squirmed painfully from time to time.

Suddenly, the meat column began to swell for no reason.

"kindness?"

Li Mo was a little surprised. Perhaps the White Bone Cult discovered that the meat column was stagnant and used some means to provide the meat column with massive nutrients.

Naturally, he wouldn't be polite and just shamelessly took away 80% of it.

The remaining 20% ​​is not due to conscience, but purely due to limited appetite.

If the Big Cancer Killer can reach the level of a middle-grade magic weapon, it can spit out as many meat pillars as it eats.

The nutrients brought by the flesh column benefit the most from the Lower Dantian, where the Peiyuan Fruit and Bodhi Fruit accumulate medicinal power at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Pei Yuan Guo broke through four thousand years in just a few breaths, but Li Mo never had such a surplus.

There are also hundreds of bodhi fruits.

Li Mo took out a bodhi fruit. The fruit was similar to a walnut. It exuded a refreshing and calming smell and had an ordinary appearance.

"Thank you."

Li Mo only knew that the medicinal power of Bodhi fruit could enhance spiritual wisdom, so he gave it to Zhang Guo to test the medicine.