Immortal Immortal

Li Mo watched as the shadow figures disappeared into the main hall one after another.

He didn't act recklessly, he just looked at the main hall in the distance, without any intention of trying to sneak cancer cells into it.

Even Luo Yang, who was in the virtual training stage, never thought of changing the sword tomb.

The Great Sun Sword Tomb can accommodate tens of thousands of sword demons, which proves that it is in a delicate balance, and it may lose control if you are not careful.

Li Mo just wanted to observe from the bottom of his heart and find the secret of the drastic changes in the world.

Unfortunately, the horizons are limited and the harvest is mediocre.

More than 80% of the shadow puppets left Juxinguan on their original path and dispersed into the streets and alleys again, turning into strange and inexplicable murals on the walls.

"How did the inheritance method of Tianjian Sect evolve into this?"

After midnight.

The sound of flesh and bones squirming kept resounding in the main hall, and the ground shook slightly. It didn't stop until the morning sun first appeared.

Li Mo did not dare to neglect and tried his best to spread cancer cells in every corner of Juxin Guan.

When he seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, Taoist Ye Zhuo became restless and spent almost the rest of the night waving his natal flying sword.

"well……"

Taoist Ye Zhuo obviously seldom fights enemies with flying swords. There is a half-breath pause between each move, and he relies entirely on fireworks and sword intent to support the scene.

His main consideration was that he could not use his spiritual power and had to adapt his body and soul to mortal swordsmanship.

In order to avoid using your spiritual power instinctively during sword competition.

Taoist Ye Zhuo hesitated and said: "Senior Brother Taiji, I understand that your Taoism is innate, but you must not make any omissions, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mo flicked the thumb and middle finger of his right hand together.

boom.

After the muffled sound, the wind blade, which was like a real thing, actually brushed Taoist Ye Zhuo's scalp, leaving a long and narrow gap on the wall of the woodshed.

"Well."

Taoist Yezhuo laughed and said nothing more.

He suddenly realized that he was facing Li Mo, a freak whose aptitude and understanding were superior to those of his peers, who had mastered several types of intermediate swordsmanship soon after he started, and whose physical strength was far beyond imagination.

Worried about Li Mo's safety, it's better to hold a moment of silence for the other participating sword cultivators.

Li Mo looked at Taoist Ye Zhuo with scrutinizing eyes, and spoke unceremoniously: "How dare you accuse me? Ye Zhuo, your understanding of swordsmanship can easily be caught."

"I?"

Just as Taoist Ye Zhuo was about to retort, Li Mo stretched his arm and pointed it between his eyebrows.

A lot of information floods into my mind.

Li Mo ignored Taoist Yezhuo and waited for the opening of the Taoist Temple.

In order to prevent Taoist Ye Zhuo from holding him back, he simply used his magical swordsmanship to roughly improve the nameless swordsmanship practiced by his opponent.

Of course, this is just a mortal's skill in wielding a sword. No matter how perfect it is, it cannot be as good as the art. We just try to minimize the flaws in it.

"Senior brother, after all, I have been in the inner sect for three to four hundred years, so I won't..."

Taoist Ye Zhuo's pupils dilated, and Li Mo's guidance improved his swordsmanship to a new level, and even considered combining it with the fireworks and sword intent.

Incredibly, Li Mo only watched it once from beginning to end.

Not only has he mastered the art of swordsmanship, but he also innovates in his spare time. How can he describe his talent as outstanding?

"You're so fucking exaggerated."

Taoist Ye Zhuo cursed several times secretly.

He had been so shocked that he couldn't even feel frustrated. It was entirely because the gap between the two was so vast.

"I... learned."

After Ye Zhuo Taoist suppressed the four words, he quickly started practicing the specious swordsmanship.

Fortunately, with the control of the body and soul during the distraction period, the swordsmanship can be mastered in a short time.

Taoist Yezhuo had temporarily finished holding the Buddha's feet. The morning sun had already appeared on the horizon, and the sword cultivators from Ziyang Palace flew in from the sky.

There were forty or fifty people who set out, and more than ten people went to Zhongxin Guan.

"Is it almost done?" Taoist Ye Zhuo excitedly planned to go to the main hall of Juxin Guanzhu, but found that Li Mo was still sitting cross-legged.

"No hurries?"

Li Mo didn't even open his eyes, watching the sword cultivators through the huge cancer sky.

Taoist Yezhuo frowned slightly, but sat back on the pile of firewood again.

He couldn't help but suspect that Luo Yang might have provided some of Li Mo's ulterior motives, otherwise he would have rashly chosen to wait and see what would happen.

"It's better to be safe. Anyway, it's not difficult for you and me to work together to obtain the inheritance."

Taoist Yezhuo approached the window and tried to understand the current situation of Zuxinguan.

Li Mo glanced at the sword cultivators who were near Juxin Guan. There were three people whose cultivation level was already at the fifth level. They should have been to Juxin Guan long ago.

"The back of the head is sunken, and there is lava-like brain fluid flowing out. Do you recognize it?"

Taoist Yezhuo was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "His, it seems that Taoist Baishuo has understood the meaning of Zhongcheng Sword [Huo Liao]."

"Is he observing from his mind?"

"Here we go, just walked into the Taoist temple from the east gate."

Li Mo asked curiously: "You are also here in the Five Qi stage to observe the mind? I'm afraid they already have majors in swordsmanship in their realm."

"uncertain."

"The Taiji Zhenxian Sword Body Magical Technique is a swordsmanship that is commonly practiced. Its main function is to achieve the acquired [Taiji Sword Body], which has a certain degree of resistance to the erosion of the sword's will."

The Taiji Sword Body is relatively moderate and can coexist with most Taoist bodies. Many sword cultivators choose to practice the Taiji Sword Body as well.

Taoist Yezhuo was very sensible and did not ask Li Mo about his methods of exploring the outside world.

"Perhaps it's another swordsmanship inheritance?"

He added uncertainly: "Elder Wuxin involves many techniques, but each technique involves a taboo."

"The magic of Taiji Zhenxian's sword body requires only three hours of sword fighting. The disadvantages of other inheritances are unknown."

Li Mo stood up and stared at the north gate, "The shoulder blades are exposed, the body is over three meters tall, and the joints are thick..."

"Huo Fang, the same Wuqi stage, the sword's intention is unknown."

"There is another person with bulging eyes, and his eyes are filled with tears like tar."

Taoist Ye Zhuo suddenly felt a little uneasy and said quickly: "Xu Guang, it's the sword cultivator who tested you earlier, but senior brother, don't be impulsive."

"Don't worry, I'm more concerned about the reason for gathering in the Five Qi period to observe the mind."

Li Mo doesn't mind killing people, but he still has to focus on the inheritance of magic. After all, his strength is not enough to do whatever he wants.

"Perhaps they have already found ways to solve other taboos."

Li Mo nodded secretly.

The two discussed how to obtain inheritance and were prepared to trick people at any time.

More and more sword cultivators gathered in Zhongxinguan, and soon there were more than twenty people. They kept their distance from each other and stood on the periphery without making any rash moves.

Before long, the shaking intensified.

The main hall of Zuxinguan was filled with heat waves, and a burst of air flow caused the doors and windows to open wide, and countless yang sword energies were scattered.

Taoist Yezhuo licked his lips and said with a strange smile: "Hey, Elder Wuxin is here."

Li Mo looked up.

Thousand-meter-long skinny arms emerged from the doors and windows of the main hall, and their huge bodies squeezed through the walls, causing a strong sense of oppression.

The arms are shaped like sword blades, and its face is long behind its back, and its appearance is extremely ferocious.

What worried Li Mo the most was that the end of Elder Wuxin's arm near his face was holding a large number of colorful human brains.

Information about Elder Wuxin poured out from the Book of Creation.

Elder Wuxin had been working diligently for Tianjian Sect during his lifetime, but died of exhaustion of his Nascent Soul. The last words left in his memory were a desperate last word.

Li Mo couldn't help but murmur to himself, and Elder Wuxin also spoke at the same time.

The words are consistent.

"Those who wish to live forever must first avoid it!"

These words come from the Taishang Inspiration Chapter, which contains all the warnings for spiritual practice.

The emotions mixed between the two are completely different. Elder Wuxin still retains the despair of eight thousand years ago, while Li Mo is determined to explore the truth.

boom.

The main hall collapsed into ruins, and Elder Wuxin was lying on the open space in Zuxinguan, with the arms on his face holding his brain high, and his sword energy rising to the sky.

Even if he failed to face Elder Wuxin directly, Li Mo could feel unwilling.

"What kind of desperate upheaval have they...experienced? That they could become a monster and still retain their intelligence?"

Li Mo took out the bone slip given by Luo Yang and compared it with the brain held by Elder Wu Xin.

As expected, the brain was conceived by Elder Wuxin after he devoured the shadow puppets, and it contains the inheritance of swordsmanship.

The bone slips were copied from brains by later generations.

The sword cultivators moved closer to the main hall one after another, and the observant sword ghosts also gathered, just like the scene of mortals knocking on the immortal gate thousands of years ago.

Elder Wu Xin cried sometimes, laughed sometimes, and shook his head in pain.

Its yang sword intent was released, and the sword ghosts without exception knelt down on the ground, accepting the baptism of the sword intent, and silently recited the Supreme Induction Chapter.

Li Mo's heart was beating wildly for no reason.

After a while, the sword ghost stood up again and stared at Xu Guang and others who had suddenly arrived.

Li Mo saw that the sword ghost's attention was on the sword cultivator, and Elder Wuxin was unconscious. It was a good time to fish in troubled waters.

"let's go."

Li Mo pulled out the Phantom Fish Sword, and a bright sword light flashed past. The woodshed was split into two halves, and the incision looked unusually smooth.

There was a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

After being exposed to a large number of memories of ancient sword cultivators, I quietly absorbed nutrients in my swordsmanship skills, and now I have accumulated a lot of them.

"The Sun Sword Intention is actually showing signs of being reborn again?"

Instead of stopping him, Li Mo took the initiative to guide his mood to match.

He just suppressed the sword intent within half a meter of his body.

Taoist Yezhuo's scalp was numb and the hair on his body was standing on end.

The back figure not far away seemed to be a sword cultivator in the virtual training stage. There was no trace of him just starting out, which made his hair stand on end.

The two of them were in tandem.

Taoist Ye Zhuo's face was filled with fear. Li Mo's sword intent became more and more intense, and he switched between different Yang sword intents and integrated them all.

Wherever he passed, the vegetation along the road turned to ashes.

With every step, the sword intent is intensifying and brewing.

Especially as the right eye of the Sun Star, it is vaguely related to the Sword Intention of the Sun.

The veins on Li Mo's forehead popped out, and there was an unpleasant urge to vomit in his chest. The Sunlight Vase of the Sunlight Dharmakaya kept shaking.

Taoist Ye Zhuo's flying sword trembled.

He looked out of the corner of his eye and saw that Li Mo's right eye was closed tightly, and there was light flickering in the gap.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a breakthrough in sword intent."

Li Mo's leaked sword intent was restrained, but there was still a glimmer in his right eye.

"ah?"

Taoist Ye Zhuo opened his mouth wide and stood there stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Li Mo kept walking while staring at Elder Wuxin.

For some reason, he had an impulse in his heart, wanting Elder Wu Xin to see the superior sword power that he was about to give birth to.

[Sorry, gentlemen, it’s a little late]