Immortal Immortal

Just after Li Mo returned to his hometown in Vacuum, the giant bronze gate of Wumiao Town was full of cracks, and the entrance and exit became extremely unstable.

The Wu Zang Sword disciples in the town looked frightened and knelt down in front of the door to grab the ground with their heads.

They were unable to contact the mountain gate and lost news of the elders. Their expressions were full of confusion, and they tried to sacrifice themselves to stop the collapse of the secret realm.

As a result, not long after, the giant bronze door was reduced to pieces.

Various forces heard about it and saw that the Wuzang Sword had been destroyed. They gradually evacuated the area of ​​​​Wumiao Town, while the Sihai Chamber of Commerce was a step faster and traveled hundreds of miles quietly.

No one knows what happened in the Secret Realm of Mantra.

All the Nascent Soul monks who went forward died, and the Tianjian Sect also showed no reaction to the destroyed Wuzang Sword, and only sent people to take away Crimson.

How can the various forces dare to go to Tianjian Sect for further investigation, even if their vitality in the secret realm is severely damaged.

………

"Heavenly Sword Sect, it feels like it is above the mundane world."

Li Mo stood in his hometown of Vacuum and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "The Sword of Time was bottomless, was it a period of distraction?"

He stood in the thick fog with lingering fear, and he almost used the Corpse Immortal Finger. Fortunately, the Sword of Time did not show any hostility.

Li Mo began to check his body and soul, for fear that the Sword of Time might have a hidden hand.

With the Book of Creation, even if there is someone else's secret hand inside the body, the blank page will be clear when the phantom of the organ is revealed.

Li Mo carefully read through the Book of Creation and spent most of the day before he felt relieved.

"The methods of the Heavenly Sword Sect are too weird. The Sword of Time is obviously inferior to the Twelve Immortals, but it is completely impossible to tell the trajectory of the opponent's sword."

Li Mo shuddered.

Recalling again the scene of the White Bone Cult demon cultivators littering the fields with corpses, perhaps after reaching the ultimate level of Taoism, one can have unpredictable abilities.

"Years, years, what kind of Tao are they?"

Li Mo planned to go to the ancestral platform immediately. If he did not suppress his injuries and replenish his spiritual power, it would very likely affect the foundation of the Three Yuan Ying.

As a result, his consciousness inadvertently scanned the old and new skins, and his expression suddenly became extremely stiff.

Li Mo has always had the habit of carrying a storage bag to store ordinary resources. Even if the storage bag is accidentally lost, it will not cause any harm.

As a result, he found a slight sword mark on the side of the storage bag.

In the Mustard Seed space, all resources were neatly cut in half, and a Buddha's head with hollow features floated in the center.

It is the [False Buddha].

"Damn it, when did it happen? The Sword of Time could put the fake Buddha into the storage bag. Why didn't I notice it?"

Li Mo felt a chill running down his spine and frowned as he looked at the fake Buddha for a long time.

The fake Buddha also has no traces of magic. When you open the book of creation, it can be imprinted into an organ. The Taoist information on the Taoist page is called [Golden and Jade Buddha Bones].

The golden and jade Buddha bones are an extinct acquired Taoist body. In the ancient world of immortality, only Buddhism knew how to breed it.

Li Mo was confused. What did the Sword of Time mean?

Wu Zangjian spent all his efforts refining the sword, and the White Bone Sect did not hesitate to expose the secret realm to plan the sword refining. In the end, it was not worth mentioning in the eyes of Tianjian Sect?

The Sword of Time looked at the fake Buddha with disgust, and it didn't look like he was cheating.

"A bunch of psychos."

Li Mo glanced at the small world of Corpse Mountain and asked himself about the truth of the matter. Anyway, the Bone Desolate Taoist fell into his hands.

He set out to return to the ancestral platform and directly placed the fake Buddha in the center of the statue of the Twelve Immortals. Feijian suddenly became sluggish.

Li Mo has come into contact with many flying swords and can confirm that the fake Buddha is a semi-finished product.

It is equivalent to a magic weapon embryo.

It has not been integrated into the sword spirit, so it can be said that it is a flying sword that lacks a soul.

"Are you asking me to complete the sword spirit and then hand it over to the Tianjian Sect?"

While Li Mo was thinking, he drew the innate essence to nourish the flesh and bones. The medicinal power of Pei Yuan Fruit has been more than five thousand years, so there is no need to be too frugal.

The flesh, flesh and bones are like the rain coming after a long drought, frantically absorbing nutrients.

Any elixir has drawbacks, but only the innate essence is the purest. Even the hidden wounds hidden deep in the body are gone.

This was the first time that Li Mo was so extravagant, consuming eighty years of Pei Yuan Guo medicine.

Bang bang bang bang...

A sound of relief came from all the muscles and bones, and the three Yuan Ying replenished his spiritual power on his own.

The fatigue in Li Mo's eyes disappeared.

It's a pity that Vacuum's hometown does not have yang spiritual energy, and the cultivation of the Great Sun Golden Pill depends entirely on the small world of Corpse Mountain, which will affect the efficiency to some extent.

"Brand it, I almost forgot."

Li Mo was in the Secret Realm of Mantra and it was naturally inconvenient to imprint the golden elixir. Now he conveniently used a blank page and a strange phenomenon occurred in the Niwan Palace.

He ignored the imprint of the golden elixir, and his consciousness came to the small world of Corpse Mountain.

Waves of wailing echoed across the mountains.

The wailing did not come from Old Man Heguo. After all, as soon as he regained consciousness, he would be surrounded by hundreds of grass and tree monks.

Li Mo's thoughts moved slightly, and the Bone Desolate Taoist bound by the Blood Hidden Soul slowly emerged.

Taoist Guhuang was suffering from the constant torture of erysipelas, and his intelligence had become blurred, but he was still talking about the steps for refining the sword.

"Just a little bit, no one can stop the Buddha Sword from becoming..."

"Haha, the sword is done. Heavenly Sword Sect, the sword is done."

Taoist Guhuang would cry bitterly for a while, laugh wildly for a while, and his spiritual power seemed extremely unstable. This was a sign of becoming possessed.

"Taoist Guhuang, do you want to use sword refining to contact Tianjian Sect?"

Li Mo tried to communicate with Taoist Guhuang, but the latter just kept talking crazy.

He didn't want to waste too much time on Taoist Guhuang, so he opened his mouth and took the latter away from the small world of Corpse Mountain.

After Taoist Guhuang came to his hometown of Vacuum, he was suppressed invisibly. He lost the strength to move his fingers and his voice became weak.

"Taoist Guhuang, you should recognize what that is, right?"

Li Mo pointed at the statue of the Twelve Immortals, and Taoist Guhuang also noticed the fake Buddha.

Taoist Guhuang opened his mouth wide, his consciousness regained some clarity, his whole body began to tremble, and his obsession only became more intense.

"It, it, it..."

"According to the Tianjian Sect disciple, this sword is called False Buddha."

Li Mo imitated the tone of the Sword of Time and said lightly: "It is too inferior. The sword embryo made with the help of mortals is full of impurities inside and outside."

"The crime of the Wu Zang Sword shall be punished by death, and the crime of the White Bone Cult shall be punished by death."

Taoist Guhuang no longer struggled, his expression was not desperate, but self-deprecating, and he said in a dreamlike voice: "He gave it to you?"

"kindness."

"Tai Shang Qing Tian, ​​do you know what it means?"

"The qualifications to join the Tianjian Sect."

Taoist Guhuang forced himself to sit up and said excitedly: "You come from the Wusheng Cult and you don't understand the pain of having no hope ahead."

"I was already in the stage of giving birth five hundred years ago. What happened? I was reduced to abandoning my body riddled with death and disease and entering the Tao with my bones."

Taoist Guhuang looked at his trembling white-bone hands and said, "If I had inherited the technique, I would definitely be distracted now."

"You are different from me. I can only go to the Jiankou Immortal Sect."

He grabbed his head hard. When the bone on the surface was rubbed away, the exposed bones were covered with black and brown bacterial plaque, and death and disease followed him everywhere.

Li Mo was silent.

Among the large sects, the only one that ordinary monks have access to is the Tianjian Sect, and the affiliated sword sects alone can be found all over the world of immortality.

Large sects like Ten Thousand Demons Dao don't even hear any news on weekdays.

Taoist Guhuang fell to his knees weakly, his spiritual power began to bite back his body and soul, and his vitality weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Tai Shang Qing Tian, ​​why should there be a proud man like you in this world?"

"Can you tell me, I also want to become an immortal and achieve enlightenment..."

Skeletons were scattered all over the floor.

Liquid bone marrow Nascent Soul flows from the spine.

Taoist Guhuang had nothing more to mourn than death, so he did not choose to seize the Nascent Soul and let the Nascent Soul gradually die in his hometown of Vacuum.

"I have a unique opportunity. If I can't become an immortal, I'm afraid it will make others laugh, right?"

Li Mo sighed.

He took the Nascent Soul into the furnace and turned it into a massive amount of spiritual energy in the flames, flowing towards the mountain of corpses.

Li Mo did not decompose the body of Taoist Guhuang. He buried it intact in the small world of Corpse Mountain, turning it into an ordinary tomb.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

Li Mo immediately began to process the corpses harvested from the secret realm, and the small world gave birth to a new round of expansion.

Old Man Heguo watched the drastic changes in the world in disbelief.

The spiritual energy becomes more and more intense; ordinary mortal objects transform into spiritual materials; grass and tree monks break through bottlenecks one after another; giant monsters run rampant in the mountains...

"Where is the magic weapon? Even high-grade magic weapons don't have the power to change the world."

Old Man Heguo didn't know what to say. Qingshan definitely had a great background. It was simply unbelievable that he was the reincarnation of a true immortal from the upper world.

Zhang Guo saw that old man Heguo had regained consciousness and flew over with the green bead.

"Wait a minute, I want to see Old Man Qingshan, I want to see Supreme Qingtian!!!"

As soon as Old Man Heguo finished speaking, he noticed that his consciousness was staring at him, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Thirteen Immortals, I have no intention of offending you. As long as you are willing, I can stay in the small world forever and teach the cultivation of grass, trees, spirits and monsters."

Old Man Heguo was so worried that he was sweating profusely and hurriedly explained: "The Thirteen Immortals don't know something. They are naturally suitable for the Guodan Mountain lineage."

"I……"

Old Man Heguo gritted his teeth and actually took the initiative to disperse all his spiritual energy.

As a result, Yuanying's soul was shattered, and the remaining head turned into flesh and blood. The monks scratched their heads and couldn't figure out why.

He was an outsider not long ago, but suddenly he became the same kind.

"The villain is willing to teach them carefully."

Old Man Heguo begged, and then swore an inner demon oath, even telling the secrets of Guodan Mountain without hesitation.

"Okay, I'll give you the best result. I'll see how you perform in the future."

Li Mo casually passed on the Dangui Sect's technique to Heguo, and then used cancer cells to integrate into the latter's body openly.

Heguo didn't resist at all and nodded enthusiastically one after another.

In his opinion, even if Li Mo is not the reincarnation of an immortal, he will still be a land immortal in the last three realms in the future.

Even if Guodan Mountain in the outside world is cut off, it doesn't matter, it can still be rebuilt in the small world.

Of course, the herbal monks are naturally gifted with medicinal powers and are indeed the best candidates for alchemy cultivation.

In fact, Li Mo had been conscious for a long time, but the grass and tree cultivators were too stupid, and the simple Qi cultivation took a lot of thought. It would probably take hundreds of years to really teach the introductory method of alchemy cultivation.

He Guo follows Zhang Guo in a fussy manner.

He could understand the words of the monk Cao Mu. After learning the identity of Zhang Guo's registered disciple, he shamelessly spoke of his senior brother.

The corners of Li Mo's mouth twitched, focusing on the newly awakened golden elixir magical power.