Immortal Immortal

When Li Mo returned to the restaurant, he secretly looked at the strange equipment he had just obtained.

After he used the water tank to go to the second floor, although he did not leave the scope of Tofu Factory, he could feel that the Fire Spirit Temple was more active than before.

Li Mo recalled the pig-headed man he saw on the first floor.

Before now, I would have never doubted it. After all, Tongjian was a virtual realm composed of the night wandering gods at the Void Refining stage.

Now that we know that the great changes in the world occurred in the Year of the Pig Yihai, the pig-headed people seem to reveal unspeakable absurdity everywhere.

The Year of Yihai, if the twelve-year cycle is used as a cycle, represents the end.

"Is the change in the taste of ordinary people also related to the Year of the Pig? Why do you feel that mortals are also victims of the drastic changes in the world?"

Li Mo's head ached.

The clues investigated about the drastic changes in the world lead to completely different truths.

If mortals turned into monsters for some reason, the monks would have no reason to blame them. How did a large sect develop such a distaste for the common people?

"Damn, it feels so uncomfortable to be blinded by a blind eye."

Li Mo cursed secretly and stopped thinking about the drastic changes in the world.

After all, strength affects vision. If you really want to become a land god, even if you don't want to know the truth, you will still hear it from various channels.

"Senior brother, something is wrong..."

Taoist Ye Zhuo interrupted Li Mo's thoughts with a deep voice, and then pointed to the restaurant.

The clairvoyance on Li Mo's forehead turned and he discovered that not long after the two of them had gone out, the structure of the restaurant had undergone strange changes.

At the top of the four-story restaurant, there was a small attic at some point.

The attic is at the top of the restaurant. There is a faint candlelight swaying in the room, and the rolled leaves are scattered in front of the window, crackling when the strong wind blows.

suddenly.

The mountains with long hair shawl passed by in a flash.

Li Mo noticed that every hair in Luanchuan was connected to an extra head, and there was blood splashing on the window paper as he walked.

"Damn it, half of that sword ghost's foot has already stepped into the fifth floor of the Bronze Mirror."

"Senior brother, is it good or bad?"

Li Mo glanced at Sansheng's head, and there was no obvious warning from his own instinct, "Actually, the sword ghost should be safer the further away from the surface, but I always feel that it has become more difficult to deal with."

"Ignore it for now. We can't go to the fifth floor of the Bronze Mirror."

The only thing Li Mo was lucky about was that the source of the disaster was the Night Tour God, which meant that Luanchuan could not escape the level of the Night Tour God.

As long as the distraction period is not exceeded, at least self-protection is still fine.

"Go back to the restaurant. Hey, why don't we move to Chen's Tofu House? Anyway, the sword ghosts there have been cleared away."

Taoist Ye Zhuo was slightly resistant.

The feeling of having a sharp sword hanging on my neck was uncomfortable, and it was difficult to concentrate on my practice.

"Ah."

Li Mo snorted coldly, "Go back and look at the store yourself."

Taoist Yezhuo couldn't help but turn around and look around, only to see countless blood vessels sticking out of the ground. Da Ri Sword Tomb was already rebuilding the shop.

The Night God seems to be able to influence the Great Sun Sword Tomb, and the shop is not a tofu shop.

"There is a high probability that new sword ghosts will move in in the future."

"When we were in the store, we didn't notice the deep copper mirror. If a sword ghost quietly entered the tofu shop, how could we react?"

Taoist Yezhuo shuddered.

Li Mo opened the door and walked into the restaurant, looking at the lobby where the decorations were still the same.

"Don't worry, since there are some weird things going to Tongjian, there must be some weird things leaving Tongjian. Once I'm sure, I don't mind meeting the sword ghost in the restaurant."

"Senior Brother, even if you kill the Sword Demon, isn't it still a useless effort?"

Li Mo shook his head slightly and did not reply.

He has a batch of trapped sword platforms in his hand, which contain sword ghosts who have not yet lost control.

If the Trapped Sword Platform can be refined into a pseudo-magic weapon, maybe you can try to occupy the vacant shop and create a [safe house] that is not disturbed by the copper sword.

Of course, the most suitable spiritual pattern for the trapped sword platform is undoubtedly the [Sword Dao Spirit Pattern].

It's a pity that after the White Bone Treasure Body was fused with the Taiji Sword, the sword spirit patterns derived from it were relatively incomplete, and the Hundred Refining Magical Artifacts could not be engraved on it.

"We must find an opportunity to use the Alternate Dao Page to fuse the White Bone Treasure Body with the Thunder Sword Body. We can't expect the elders in the Void Refining Stage to end the disaster of the Great Sun Sword Tomb as soon as possible, right?"

It's unrealistic. You know how many layers there are in the bronze mirror.

Li Mo looked helpless. He might not even have found the true identity of Ye Youshen yet.

He closed his eyes and began to think. Taoist Ye Zhuo did not dare to disturb Li Mo when he saw this, and simply dealt with the injuries caused by his alienation.

Li Mo used his magical power to make alchemy and reluctantly spent hundreds of years of innate essence to make wine.

Brewing a slightly tasteless distraction corpse wine.

【Yangjian Wine】

[Use two ounces of the flesh and blood of the distraction stage as the medicine, add three drops of the bone marrow of the distraction stage, and parasitize it in the body of a living being for 240 years to become a wine-drained heart. The medicinal effect will temper the natal flying sword. 】

Li Mo originally didn't want to create a corpse wine recipe similar to sword-washing wine. After all, it couldn't promote the dragon's blood transformation of his natal flying sword, which was a waste of resources.

But there is no other way. To ensure your own safety, you can only use some clever tricks.

"Junior wants to invite Senior Yangniu."

Sansheng's head grinned and shouted sternly: "Yangniu, Yangniu!"

A ghostly hand stretches out from the ground, and a familiar cow head appears in the restaurant lobby.

Yang Niu was stunned when he saw Li Mo, and then he couldn't help but licked his lips and mooed non-stop, obviously asking for corpse wine.

"Senior Yang Niu, this junior calls you out, of course it's for the sake of wine and filial piety."

Taoist Yezhuo wanted to speak but stopped, wondering what Li Mo's plan was.

Li Mo first respectfully handed over a jar of ordinary sword-washing wine. After Yang Niu drank it all, his expression became unsatisfied.

Moo.

Yang Niu snorted and snorted, obviously his alcohol addiction had been aroused.

"Senior Yang Niu, the production of wine is really limited, but this junior has not been without success recently, brewing a new type of wine."

Once the sword-raising wine is brought to the outside world, even if it is sealed, it cannot cover up the aroma of the wine.

Not to mention Yang Niu, even Taoist Ye Zhuo's natal flying sword was ready to move, but Yang Niu did not dare to act rashly.

Yang Niu's eyes were red, and his body was filled with suffocating pressure.

The effect of sword-raising wine is already secondary. After all, Li Mo tried it with the flying sword in the sword bag, and the effect of a few hundred kilograms was better than nothing.

The main reason is that the natal flying sword cannot resist the sword-raising wine.

Yang Niu didn't drink as much as he did when facing the sword-washing wine. The sword-raising wine could be described as a light taste, and he swallowed a third of it into his stomach.

"This junior still has nothing else to ask for. Drinks are just a piece of cake."

Yang Niu nodded and prepared to leave the restaurant.

Li Mo murmured to himself: "The output of newly brewed wine is limited. There should be a jar every forty or fifty days."

Yang Niu's eyes widened.

The head of Sansheng loudly said: "Yang Niu is called out every fifty days, and you can obtain any resources and spiritual materials. Those who are greedy will not die well!!!"

Li Mo was overjoyed. Although the time was only shortened by half, the meaning was completely different.

The two of them watched Yang Niu escape. Taoist Ye Zhuo reacted belatedly and looked at Li Mo with admiration in his eyes.

"Ye Zhuo, from now on you must calculate the time when you call Yang Niu. In this way, you can take advantage of the situation every thirty days."

Yang Niu cannot appear within the scope of the sword demon riot, which means they can use Yang Niu to determine whether the restaurant is safe.

At the same time, Yang Niu is said to be a day travel god at the level of refining the void.

The God of the Day has a single taboo, and the power he exerts depends on the skill of the sword holder, unlike the God of the Night who has hundreds or thousands of taboos at every turn.

But no matter what, Nikki Yugami is Nikki Yugami.

Yang Niu's presence in the restaurant will definitely have a certain deterrent effect on Luanchuan.

Li Mo estimated that fifty days was already the limit. If Riyushen was allowed to drink sword-raising wine all the time, he would get tired of it sooner or later.

His innate essence has not yet reached the level of squandering wine recipes at will.

Li Mo handed Taoist Yezhuo a hundred altars of sword-washing wine, "After you see Yang Niu, worship one or two altars in my name."

"Hehehe, thank you senior brother."

Taoist Ye Zhuo took it with a strange smile, and his future resources could be increased by at least 30%.

He has no interest in consuming sword-washing wine to warm up his natal flying sword. Since he has no talent for swordsmanship, there is no need to force the investment of resources.

Anyway, in the Heavenly Palace period, the dependence on the natal flying sword will be greatly reduced.

The two of them did not practice in the back room, but simply sat cross-legged in the lobby, which was transparent on all sides, so that they could escape immediately even if they encountered danger.

Li Mo thought that after solving Chen's Tofu Shop, the situation would be quiet for a few days.

As a result, he had only been in trance for half an hour when the head of Sansheng on the beam began to behave like a demon.

Moreover, all the sword cultivators in the Fire Spirit Hall heard the sound of the head, as if a huge stone was dropped on a calm lake.

The sword cultivator coincidentally came to the courtyard where the shop was located.

"Where is the new smoke during the Qingming Festival? No matter what, no what, try to go to Wumen and not worship the ancestors..."

"It's weird, it's weird!!!"

Li Mo and Li Mo looked at each other. They were just about to determine the location of the out-of-control shop, but they found that Sansheng's head suddenly stopped and he stopped talking.

"Qingming Festival?"

Taoist Ye Zhuo's face flushed red, and he was extremely angry at the few words of the head.

"Ching Ming Festival."

Li Mo continued: "Do you know how long it is until Qingming Festival?"

Taoist Yezhuo opened his mouth slightly, but he heard Li Mo say: "If we calculate it according to ordinary time, the Tomb-Sweeping Day will last forty-three days."

"Elder Sanshang is deep in Tongjian and can reveal limited information. She may be reminding us that something big will happen during Qingming Festival."

Li Mo was on the first floor of Tongjian twice, and there was absolutely no pig-headed person at the noodle shop.

The pig-headed man is supposed to be the harbinger of Qingming Festival.

"We don't have much time left."

"You and I will divide our forces into two groups, find the shops related to the Qingming Festival on the Beili River, and then work together to eliminate the sword ghosts in them in advance."

Li Mo's words were full of killing intent, and the Phantom Fish Sword at his waist made a series of sword sounds.

"Okay, without further ado."

Taoist Ye Zhuo didn't talk nonsense, but he was stopped by Li Mo as soon as he stood up.

"Recover from your injuries first and sharpen your sword before chopping wood."

Li Mo looked out the window.

If everything goes well, there might be extra time to retreat and digest the Taoist characteristics of the Twelve Immortals before welcoming the Tomb-Sweeping Festival, which even the three elders need to notify in advance.

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like losing their souls."

I don’t know how to spend the Qingming Festival in Yihai year?

I'm afraid it's extremely dangerous.