Immortal Immortal

Taoist Yezhuo is deeply aware of the benefits of following Li Mo. He can benefit a lot from the small profits the latter gives him casually.

Li Mo threw the rattle into the shadow, and it was kept by the ghost tiger shadow.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that the inside of Tongjian is colder and damper than in the current world. It is possible that the rainwater coming from other areas is in the deep Tongjian.

Taoist Ye Zhuo played with the Fenggui Gourd and couldn't help but said: "The baby sword ghost's body should not be on the second floor of the Bronze Mirror. I used the mother's womb flesh stone to bring it out."

"The more powerful the sword ghost is, the deeper the copper mirror its body is located."

Li Mo nodded slightly, "It's really tricky. Let's try not to take the initiative to go to Tongjian. I'm afraid it will be very troublesome if we try to leave again."

Taoist Yezhuo shuddered.

The Night Wandering God who caused the Great Sun Sword Tomb to almost fall was probably at the bottom of the Bronze Mirror, and the surface of the Fire Spirit Hall should be safer.

Once the Yeyoushen in the Void Refining Stage loses control, even the sword cultivators in this realm will find it difficult to fight against him.

The only good thing is that Taoist Bai Shuo has become stable and his expression is no longer desperate.

Li Mo suspected that Taoist Bai Shuo's consciousness was trapped in Tongjian and had noticed his body. It was up to him to see if he could survive until the day when the disaster was over.

"Let's go, I don't know what's going on along the Beili River."

"Why……"

The two walked one behind the other, carefully walking along the dry river bed.

Li Mo vaguely remembered that in just a few minutes on the second floor of Tongjian, he seemed to hear a splashing sound outside the shop. The deep Beili River must be filled with water.

There was deathly silence in the Huoling Palace, and the more than two hundred sword cultivators did not even make the slightest move.

The journey was uneventful.

Facts have proved that there are very few sword ghosts who can influence the real world from the bronze mirror.

"This is... Beili Riverside?"

Taoist Yezhuo glanced at the two heads and found that their eyes were staring in the same direction. There was an incompatible restaurant next to the river bank.

The restaurant has four floors, the door is open, and the lanterns hanging from the eaves emit bursts of light.

The plaque is engraved with [Beili Restaurant], and below it is a gilt-engraved couplet.

"Shihu Restaurant, the lights are on at midnight and the flowers are playing with willows."

"One hundred plates of jade dumplings, one piece of gold and gold, and the moon smells the fragrance."

There is a line of small words in the lower right corner of the couplet.

[Luochuan Xianrenliu]

Something happened to the scholar of creation, and Li Mo digested the sudden memory.

The memory is of a man with long hair and a sword.

Luanchuan Immortal, whose real name is Li Rui, is a disciple of the ancient Tianjian Sect. He comes from an official family, and he became famous just after he was twenty.

Later, when his family fell into decline, he thought of going up the mountain to seek immortality.

Unexpectedly, he had the aptitude for dual spiritual roots and successfully entered the Heavenly Sword Sect. In his memory, Luan Chuan reluctantly formed an elixir and stopped practicing deliberately.

He usually prefers hanging out in the ordinary world, and most of the couplets in the restaurant were created on a whim.

"Luochuan..."

The memory was very fragmented, but Li Mo could see from the tip of the iceberg that Luochuan was already approaching the disaster of drastic changes in the world.

Sansheng's head grinned and said: "Taiji and Yezhuo are waiting by the Beili River. If nothing happens, they can stay here for a long time. If... there is something strange?"

"Banned!!!"

Sansheng's hoarse voice was like fingernails scratching on the wall.

Taoist Ye Zhuo's face was ugly, as if his parents had died.

He found that his experience of traveling around the Great Sun Sword Tomb could not be applied to the Fire Spirit Hall. This place was full of extraordinary features.

"It was a surprise."

Taoist Ye Zhuo wiped the sweat from his forehead, only to see Li Mo walk into the restaurant without hesitation and release the phantom of the seven-headed tattooed beast.

"Ye Zhuo, why are you standing there stunned?"

"Search the restaurant to see if there are any objects that record information."

"I'm coming."

A light mist filled the air.

Li Mo used the Magic Fish Sword to set up a magic circle. Although it was difficult to resist the sword ghost, it could at least prevent sword cultivators from approaching quietly.

Every detail in the restaurant is ordinary.

Li Mo even noticed signs of wear and tear on the edges of the tables, chairs and benches, as if a customer had come to the restaurant not long ago.

After a while.

The two piled up the sundries in the restaurant in the lobby, most of which were gold and silver jewelry, and dug them out of the locked drawers in the side room.

Taoist Yezhuo didn't understand what Li Mo was delving into, so he went to arrange things around him.

"Yes, the account book [post-holiday surplus meeting book]."

Li Mo scanned it and found no useful clues, but it was indeed an account book from eight thousand years ago.

What puzzled him was that there were three pages at the back of the account book that only had "Yi Hai Year" scrawled on them, and there were no more records.

"The Year of Yihai, which is also the Year of the Pig, did the drastic changes in the world happen in the Year of the Pig?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Li Mo took out the rattle and put it on his forehead. The cave god's Dharma Eyes were opened to the extreme, and at the same time, the shadow of the ghost tiger wrapped around him.

After the Dahuang Immortal Body is connected to the five senses, the Dongshen Dharma Eye becomes extremely mysterious.

There is a saying in Buddhism that the five senses control a person’s five senses, namely eye consciousness, ear consciousness, nose consciousness, tongue consciousness, and body consciousness.

But after hard practice, the sixth consciousness "consciousness" can be awakened in the eyebrow point.

"The six consciousnesses, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, each have consciousness, which is said to depend on the five sense organs."

Li Mo could notice that as time passed, Dongshen Dharma Eyes became more and more sensitive to the outside world, and seemed to be comparable to divine consciousness.

He then thought about using the rattle as a medium, whether the Dharma Eye of the Dongshen could contact the copper mirror in disguised form.

"If the body does not go to the bronze mirror, it should not encounter the sword ghost."

Li Mo was immersed in the Dharma Eye of Communication Cave God, and things in the restaurant gradually became different.

As if it had gone through the baptism of time, the furniture was covered with mold spots, the cracks in the walls were filled with dark brown mushrooms, and there was an endless stream of water in my ears.

He looked up.

There were more than a dozen long ropes hanging from the beams, all used for hanging. The ends of the ropes were stained with blood, making the scene extremely strange.

The account book in Li Mo's hand sank. The pages were filled with tangled hair, and the ends of the hair were squirming slightly.

He consulted the ledger again.

The broken hair fell to the ground, sizzling like a hob cutting butter.

In the blink of an eye, the broken hair melted away, and the strange smell of burning plastic filled his nose. Li Mo resisted retching and turned to the last three pages.

The pages were written with blood, revealing unspeakable horror.

[They are crazy, everyone is crazy. 】

[Never let mortals know why this is happening. 】

[Disaster, unprecedented disaster. 】

[Luanchuan’s masterpiece. 】

"Know what?"

Luan Chuan mentioned a certain word and then erased it before he died, which reminded Li Mo of what Luo Yang had said. Once the truth spreads, the horror of drastic changes in the world is likely to come again.

Bang bang bang bang...

There was no movement in the current restaurant, but the restaurant in Tongjian was shaking.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes, and Sansheng asked the two of them to sit by the Beili River, indicating that the sword ghost deep in Tongjian was about to return to the present world.

Of course, Sword Demon may not be able to get rid of the bronze mirror for more than ten years, because there are too many uncertainties.

Li Mo walked out of the restaurant calmly.

He still maintained his clairvoyance, but he saw minced meat covering the couplets in Luanchuan, and the line "The Immortal Liu in Luanchuan" was destroyed by a sharp weapon.

Click.

The rattle made a crisp sound.

Li Mo couldn't help but concentrate, and the water in his ears became turbulent, indicating that the Dong Shen Dharma Eye had touched the second floor of the Bronze Mirror.

He stood at the door and looked into the restaurant. Unexpectedly, countless bodies appeared in the lobby.

The body's death condition was the same as that of a pregnant woman. She was hanged alive in the restaurant, causing her head to become swollen and purple, and her eyes were bulging.

"hiss……"

Li Mo took a deep breath. Many of the hanged corpses were wearing monk robes. They should have been casual practitioners who traveled around the world.

The corpse in the center is Luanchuan.

Luan Chuan was as skinny as a stick, his upper body was covered with whip marks, and his lower body was missing. It was most likely that he had been pounded into minced meat and used to paste couplets.

"If the upheaval in heaven and earth is indeed caused by mortals, then they were all killed by mortals?"

In Li Mo's memory, he didn't see Luan Chuan having any ill intentions towards mortals, otherwise the common people wouldn't respect him as an immortal.

But how could Luan Chuan's death be done without some deep hatred?

Li Mo observed closely.

The injuries on the corpse were different, but there was a gap in the back of the head where a heavy object had hit it.

"Niwan Palace? They are checking whether the body has spiritual roots."

The pregnant woman who was hanged before was probably aware that the fetus in her body had spiritual roots, and she eventually died in front of her husband.

"It's so heart-breaking. The drastic changes in the world are simply heart-breaking."

Li Mo knew that during the drastic changes in the world, the monks did not lose the ability to cast spells. How could they be helpless against the common people?

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a muffled sound from the second floor of the restaurant.

Li Mo stood ready, and then a suffocating breath hit his face.

"Xiao Yeyou? No, Da Yeyou."

The Great Night Tour is equivalent to the Wuqi Stage, or even the Heavenly Palace Stage. With the blessing of the Bronze Mirror, the Great Night Tour will definitely be more difficult to deal with.

Bang bang bang.

A giant face of more than four meters was revealed, with long hair covering its mouth and nose. Its appearance was somewhat similar to Luan Chuan's, and its cloudy eyes were full of malice.

"Sansheng really thinks highly of me, damn it."

Li Mo couldn't help but cursed a few times, and decisively canceled the Dongshen Magic Eye.

The restaurant was restored to its original state, and the biting coldness was gone.

There is a long and narrow crack on the rattle in Li Mo's hand. It is estimated that it will completely collapse after three or four uses.

The rattle was formed from the taboo of the night wandering god.

With Li Mo's level of weapon refining, he could actually try to reproduce one or two of them, but he would have to use a medium involving the Night Walker God.

"Forget it, if Ye Youshen senses me, a few lives won't be enough to kill him."

"However, why did the sword ghost transformed by Luan Chuan suddenly change?"

Li Mo had a strange expression.

He ducked to the third floor of the restaurant. Taoist Ye Zhuo was smearing something on the wall. The main material was a palm-sized piece of grease.

After Li Mo asked, he found out that the oil used by Taoist Ye Zhuo was called [Rust Grease], which was a low-grade spiritual material that could corrode the natal flying sword.

"Rusty grease can't deal with the sword ghost, but it can make the sword ghost feel disgusted. Maybe it will have a miraculous effect."

Li Mo patted Taoist Ye Zhuo on the shoulder, "It does have a miraculous effect, haha, it forced the sword ghost in the restaurant to the second floor of the Tongjian."

"Ah?" Taoist Ye Zhuo trembled all over.

Li Mo was not angry, but murmured with interest: "The previous sword ghosts relied on rattles to travel through bronze mirrors. The sword ghosts here probably rely on restaurants..."

"The fourth floor of the restaurant means that the sword ghost can go as far as the fourth floor of the Tongjian."

“We did the opposite.”

"The first, second and third floors were covered with rust grease, forcing the sword demon to move to the relatively safe fourth floor."