Immortal Immortal

As the sun sets, the bustle of Qingzhen gradually fades away.

Li Mo looked back and saw dozens of sky lanterns rising from the top of the city wall.

He has actually stayed in Qingzhen for much longer than the Heart Beast Sect, and he has become familiar with every plant and tree in the town without realizing it.

"The immortal road travels alone. I hope Qingzhen will still be a paradise a thousand years from now."

Li Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head.

It is unrealistic to think about it. In the past twenty or thirty years, caravans have chosen to pass through Qingzhen.

It won't be long before Qing Town's good geographical location will restore its prosperity, but it will also become a mixed bag.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. There is no absolute safety in this mortal world."

Li Mo's pace became faster and faster, and Ming and Lin couldn't help but complain.

They had no choice but to put light charms on their legs to barely keep from falling behind.

Ming Lin was secretly worried about Elder Taiji's mental condition. He always felt that since the latter's natal flying sword was damaged, he was a bit pessimistic.

He seemed to be idle in Qingzhen, but his state of mind was probably on the verge of collapse.

You must know that the natal flying sword is equivalent to a bridge for communicating spiritual power. If it is seriously damaged, the Nascent Soul may even collapse.

Ming Lin suspected that Elder Taiji's natal flying sword was on the verge of collapse.

He probably planned to retire in Qingzhen and wait for death, but was assigned by the Sword Tongue Sect to join the Sword Society in the Cocoon, so he didn't have an extreme reaction.

It still takes thousands of miles to get to Tianjianmen, so we can only ask for blessings.

"Why……"

Ming Lin let out a long sigh, he would have a narrow escape just on the journey.

Li Mo was too lazy to pay attention to the little thoughts of Ming Lin and the others, and continued to deduce the combination of spiritual materials for the subsequent refining of the Phantom Fish Sword in Xia Dao Palace.

Unknowingly, we were already ten miles away from Qingzhen, and the surroundings were covered in silver.

When they arrived at the inn next to the official road, they could see that the building had been abandoned for a long time, but there was a faint light shining through the windows on the second floor.

"Ming Lin, the journey is long and we should set off as soon as possible."

After Li Mo finished speaking, he hugged the Phantom Fish Sword and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Since you want to take the path of sword cultivation, you must consider all aspects, so in addition to the fake Buddha inner sword integrated into the Nascent Soul, the sword you hold must also have the phantom fish outer sword that can be used at any time.

He plans to make the Phantom Fish Sword perfect through subsequent refining. The ultimate goal is to naturally derive spiritual patterns and become a pseudo-magic weapon.

Ming Lin hesitated to speak, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence through his teeth.

"Elder Taiji, please wait a moment."

When Ming and Lin returned to the inn, they saw that the narrow inner room was crowded with dozens of sword cultivators, all of whom were seizing the time to meditate.

The Jiantongue Sect's method of raising swords is very weird. They use external objects to stimulate their own swords.

Among them, insect bites are the most common. Sword cultivators can be seen keeping poisonous bees in their mouths, using the toxins to stimulate the growth of their natal flying swords.

But no matter how he raises the sword, it is still used as a wedding dress for the Tianjian Sect.

As a scabbard, the tongue sword will be handed over to the Tianjian Sect after their bodies are dead and their spirits are gone.

The only good thing is that the level of their natal flying swords is low, at least they don't have to suffer the torture of taboos.

When a sword cultivator saw Ming Lin, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Ming Lin, the elder has been found, when will we go to Tianjianmen?"

They are somewhat disillusioned.

If by chance, you might be able to join the Heavenly Sword Sect. Almost every time you go to the Sword Club in the Cocoon, there are always one or two swordsmen with good luck.

"I heard that the Sword Club in the Cocoon is arranged by Feijian himself. There are no disadvantages in arriving early. It can give you a little more confidence in getting started."

Ming Lin hesitated and said: "Elder Taiji is ill. Use my sword shuttle when you are on your way. A group of ten people will maintain the magic weapon."

Mingxue was stunned, "Senior brother, Elder Taiji didn't say that his body has..."

Ming Lin stretched out his hand to stop Ming Xue.

He was really afraid that Li Mo would consume too much spiritual power while rushing, which would worsen the injury of his natal flying sword and cause his cultivation to fall to the core formation stage.

According to the rules of the Sword Club in the Cocoon, without the protection of the Nascent Soul Stage, they would not even be able to set foot in the Heavenly Sword Sect, and would have to abstain.

The consequence of abstaining is death.

The Heavenly Sword Sect will release the flying sword [Orion] to hunt down the escaped sword cultivators.

"I'll repeat it again. Elder Taiji is ill. It's up to us to control the magic weapon and rush on our way. You also know that time is short. We must set foot within the scope of Tianjian Sect within ten years."

No one objected.

If the sword shuttle is driven for a long time, it will inevitably be damaged. Ming Lin is equivalent to paying the price of the magic weapon.

"Let's go."

Ming Lin's expression softened and he took out a tooth from the space under his tongue. After injecting spiritual power, it turned into a bone boat and floated in the palm of his hand.

He simply planned his manpower, and then led his brothers to the outside of the inn.

Ming Lin looked around.

The environment was cold and humid, and thick mist suddenly rose from the barren mountains, adding some uncertainty to their journey.

Li Mo was still deducing the refining of the Phantom Fish Sword with his eyes closed. There was no trace of Ruo Wu's aura, but there was no trace of his Nascent Soul stage cultivation.

"Elder Taiji."

"Why don't we go ahead? I have a seventy-refined sword and shuttle weapon, so I don't need to bother you, Elder Taiji, to waste your spiritual power."

After Ming Lin finished speaking, Li Mo opened his eyes with interest.

"Sword shuttle? Take it out and have a look."

Ming Lin's spiritual power poured into the magical weapon, and the sword shuttle became twenty meters in size. The whole thing turned into a metal ship, which was more than enough to accommodate a hundred people.

There were some unknown sword marks carved on the surface of the ship, and the other brothers looked admiringly.

The corners of Li Mo's mouth twitched.

"Ming Lin, you didn't buy it from the Sihai Chamber of Commerce on the black market, right?"

"How did senior know?"

Li Mo didn't reply. The so-called sword shuttle was the catalog of magical weapons he gave to the Heart Beast Sect. Its original name was [Ship Shuttle].

Unexpectedly, Tian Changwen did have some business acumen.

Change the name of the boat shuttle, add some deceptive kendo decorative patterns, and openly send it to the black market to use it to defraud the swordsman of the spiritual stone.

"No, the space is too small, we can't all be squeezed together, right?"

"But……"

Li Mo stretched out without giving Ming Lin a chance to speak, "I also have a means of traveling, which should be better than a sword and shuttle."

boom.

Thousands of layers of frost and snow rolled up out of thin air.

Ming Lin and others looked at the thick fog in disbelief. A huge thing was gradually approaching, bringing an indescribable sense of oppression.

A whale cry sounded in their ears, and they all took half a step back.

I saw a hole in the thick fog.

The head of a kun whale that was 40 to 50 meters long came out. Its mouthparts were full of sharp teeth. You could also see two dragon whiskers that exceeded 100 meters.

"Let's go."

Li Mo waved his hand, and all the disciples landed on Kun Whale's back.

The seven tattooed beasts have different cultivation efficiencies, but with Li Mo's help, more than three hundred years are enough for them to advance to the Nascent Soul stage.

After Kun Whale reaches the Nascent Soul stage, the most significant change is its size.

It currently only appears to be about 500 meters high, but is actually more than 2,000 meters high and can easily cause a large-scale rainfall.

Just on the back of Kun Whale, there are several elegant courtyards.

Li Mo touched the Kun Whale's spine, and the universal sword energy blended into its eyes, making the tattooed beast barely possess a hint of sword energy that was neither useful nor useful.

"Speaking of which, the purpose of Tianjian Sect is that everything can be turned into a sword. Wouldn't it be possible for tattooed beasts to also exert spells similar to sword energy?"

Li Mo is not afraid of his identity being exposed, and Tianjian Sect doesn't care whether there are outsiders involved.

Replacing Elder Taiji is also to avoid trouble.

Li Mo's goal was to obtain the fake Buddha and then sneak into the Tianjian Sect. He did not want to have endless entanglements with hundreds of affiliated sword sects.

"Ming Lin, you can go into seclusion separately."

"There are ten people in the retreat room. Don't leave the courtyard. You cannot withstand the strong wind generated by the spiritual beasts flying in the air."

Li Mo glanced at the disciples, who had not yet recovered from Kun Jing's shock.

Mingxue suppressed her distracting thoughts and said with a strange look on her face: "Elder Taiji, has your natal flying sword recovered?"

"No, so we built another side door."

Li Mo glanced at Ming Xue and added coldly: "The Sword Society in the Cocoon has always been fighting on its own, and besides, I don't have the energy to protect you."

Ming Xue wanted to say a few more words, but Ming Lin respectfully interrupted: "I can go to Tianjianmen safely, and I can't repay you in return."

Li Mo walked out of the courtyard without looking back, using the strong wind to promote the physical training of Daguang's true body.

He could hear quarrels coming from the courtyard. No one could face death peacefully, and everyone wanted to grab every straw to save their life.

"Each has its own fate."

"If you don't want to come to Tianjian Sect and lose everything, there will definitely be someone willing to take your place. It's not a ridiculous fluke mentality."

The strong wind crackled, and the spiritual power of the sun nourished the flesh and bones.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Li Mo's eyes.

Since Sunlight Bodhisattva initially refined the false Buddha, his body seems to be able to become more and more consistent with the Universal Sword Intent during body refining.

A hundred years ago, the Universal Sword Intent was the perfection of an unknown realm.

It's a pity that Li Mo didn't know how to improve his sword intention, so the universal sword intention couldn't make any progress.

The Dao of Sword is as vast as the sea, and even if he has the assistance of Dao Seeds, it would be a waste of time to explore on his own.

After Li Mo got used to the Gangfeng a little, he started the subsequent refining of the Phantom Fish Sword. The shape of the magical weapon still maintained that of a green bamboo fishing rod.

All spiritual materials revolve around "illusions", making the Phantom Fish Sword even more versatile.

After all, Li Mo is a master of the four skills and is likely to understand a variety of sword intentions in the future. He does not want the Phantom Fish Sword to be biased towards a certain spiritual attribute.

After clarifying the ratio of spiritual materials, the refining process will be a matter of course.

The Phantom Fish Sword is completely integrated with the Phantom Spirit Root, and can already simulate 30% of the power of the Fake Buddha, and the magic weapon does have the potential to go further.

Li Mo threw out the Phantom Fish Sword and fished at high altitude while refining his body.

The Phantom Fish Sword releases bursts of shimmering light, converting the birds and beasts within a ten-mile radius, but consumes less sword energy, only converting two or three breaths.

It is difficult to break through the universal sword intention, so just practice using the sword intention.

A Kun whale and a fisherman, heading north.

None of the affiliated sword sects encountered along the way found the Kun Whale hidden deep in the clouds.

Five years have passed by in a blink of an eye.

Li Mo's heart suddenly woke up.

What comes into view is an endless barren land.

The ground is covered with traces of wanton sword energy, and sword energy occasionally pours out like raindrops in the air.

Li Mo looked up.

The sky is full of stars hanging in the clouds, each star has a different spiritual attribute, and there are pavilions, pavilions, and... countless flying swords.

Use the stars to refine the sword, use the heaven and earth to test the sword, use all things to make the sword.

"Isn't that what an immortal is like?"

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