Immortal Immortal

The sword shuttle traveled between the strong winds. After leaving the Great Sun Sword Tomb, Li Mo suddenly felt the terror and intimidation brought by the Twenty-Eight Sword Tombs.

Previously, under Luoyang's blessing, I just felt that the size of the sword tomb was extremely huge.

Now that he has a glimpse of the truth, Li Mo seems to be able to see the despair of the real immortal before his death, and the twenty-eight sword graves are surrounded by deep resentment.

"Perhaps only the Immortal Head can give rise to so many weird and inexplicable taboos."

"The Tianjian Sect is indeed the Taoist Yongchang, but it is undoubtedly trapped in an infinite loop and has become the jailer in the Twenty-Eight Prisons."

Li Mo couldn't help but shake his head.

Even though he is the only person in the world who can practice the secret art of mortal transformation, he has no intention of taking advantage of the truth of the drastic changes in the world.

The power brought by the truth is enough to change the world, but the price is too terrible.

This world has almost been reduced to ruins.

"It has nothing to do with me, let's focus on the Void Refining Stage."

Li Mo sat in the sword shuttle with his eyes closed and distracted, planting a large number of alchemy trees in the small world of Corpse Mountain, and guiding Tuqin's fake elixir to absorb spiritual energy.

The pill tree mainly cultivates spiritual materials, because he noticed that the types of spiritual materials grown on the branches are not static.

Occasionally, there are spiritual materials that have never been seen before, which help add ecology to the small world of Corpse Mountain.

Li Mo is not afraid of the proliferation of inexplicable spiritual materials in the small world. The herbal monks have an innate talent for planting spiritual materials.

In fact, the Graveyard Sword Tomb is not far from the Great Sun Sword Tomb, but just to be on the safe side, he chose a more secluded path.

As the practice in the weak crown period deepens, the volume of Tuqin False Pill becomes stronger and stronger.

When the fake elixir filled the whole cauldron, the King of Heart's Wonderful Method of Seeking the elixir completed the elixir condensation, and the spiritual power was condensed into a liquid, exuding the fragrance of the medicine.

The biggest difference of the golden elixir is that its appearance becomes more like a seed.

That's right, Li Mo used his spiritual consciousness to look inside and outside the Tuqin Golden Pill. The structure was similar to that of a seed, but it was composed of soil and blood.

It only took him more than half a year from the time when he was introduced to the Heart King's magic method of seeking elixirs to when he was promoted to the elixir-forming stage.

Li Mo's current cultivation efficiency is twice the result with half the effort. It will only take about ten years to break the elixir and become a baby, and he will be able to try to break through the distraction period within a hundred years.

"Get the foundation spiritual object as soon as possible and find a way to get it from Yang Niu..."

Li Mo suddenly fell into a trance. The phantom dragon was attacked without warning, and he didn't even know who took action.

In an instant, the phantom dragon had turned into wreckage.

Li Mo's expression was extremely solemn. The mole's methods were more subtle than imagined. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to determine the identity of the other party.

Maybe the inner ghost found out that the illusory dragon was just a deception, so he got angry and got rid of it.

"No, be more cautious."

Li Mo narrowed his eyes, quietly retracted the sword shuttle, and hid in the belly of the illusory dragon, with the spiritual root worm maintaining the illusory path.

The dragon and Gangfeng almost merged into one, and their speed was three points faster than the sword shuttle.

Li Mo concentrated on controlling the flying sword, maintaining the concealment of Xia Dao Sword Intent.

"Coming."

The corner of the inner gate of the Tomb and Sword Tomb is different from the Dainichi Sword Tomb that is full of buildings. Instead, there are countless graves.

Most of the tombs have no tombstones. Even if there are tombstones, they have been worn away by the baptism of time, leaving only a few traces.

Just like the destroyed Tianjian Sect in the memory of the Book of Creation.

Li Mo also noticed that sword lights rushed into the tomb one after another. They should be the sword cultivators of Lei Su and Qiu Shuang, preparing to recruit disciples.

However, after the sword cultivator set foot on the grave, the cave god's magic eye could no longer track several people.

"The rules of the twenty-eight sword tombs are very different. I don't know what the situation is like at the graveyard sword tomb?"

The dragon was a thousand meters away from the tomb and sword tomb. Thick black and gray smoke obscured his vision, and it seemed that the only colors left in the world were black and white.

Falling into a gray endless hell.

"By the way, why did Lu Yuan ask me to kill Lei Su Qiu Shuang's disciples?"

Li Mo glanced at the sword tomb.

There are graves everywhere, and the ground is covered with corpses swept by grass.

The corpses were old and new. Some were already covered in bones, while others looked like they had just died. There was still heat coming out of the open chest and abdomen.

Li Mo obviously didn't see Tianjianmen discarding corpses in the graveyard and sword mound. The corpses seemed to grow out of thin air, which was creepy.

"After all, it is transformed from the head of an immortal. No matter how weird it is, it is normal."

Whoosh.

The natal flying sword got into his sleeve.

Li Mo did not take back the spirit root worm, but deliberately chose a hidden valley to settle down.

He couldn't help but look nervous. Ever since the Graveyard Sword Tomb appeared in his field of vision, he hadn't even noticed a sword ghost.

"It's impossible. The sword ghosts in the Graveyard Sword Tomb are imprisoned inside, right?"

The moment Li Mo came into contact with the ground, the surrounding scenery changed drastically.

The mass graves have disappeared, and the graves and sword mounds have turned into a bustling town.

There are many shops, and the pungent and unpleasant rancid smell is gone, only the aroma of food.

Li Mo stood in the middle of the street. The endless flow of people was full of fireworks, but there was a trace of indescribable weirdness.

"Come and take a look at the freshly baked osmanthus cake."

"If you please come in, I'll give you three liang of the best tongue tip for only five cents."

“Those who have money support themselves by money, and those who don’t have money support themselves by others.”

………

Li Mo narrowed his eyes.

The Spirit Root Worm did not give any warning, proving that the town in front of him was not an illusion, or rather, it was not an illusion in the conventional sense.

However, the behavior of mortals is a bit rigid, very similar to the Xia Dao Palace when it was first formed, with a weirdness that is restricted by taboos everywhere.

"Perhaps only the land gods are immune to the taboos of the Twenty-Eight Sword Tombs."

In comparison, the taboo of Dainichi Sword Tomb is relatively safe, and only the banned sword ghosts are released from the Taoist temple at night.

Li Mo looked around, but he couldn't see through it even if he used the Dongshen Magic Eye.

After hesitating for a few moments, he walked towards the inn on the street, intending to stay in it temporarily and find the rules of taboos in tombs and sword tombs.

At this time.

Lu Yuan's voice sounded next to Li Mo.

"Why did you arrive just now?"

Li Mo glanced out of the corner of his eye and heard the sound of cow hooves coming from the alley, then saw a cow with cloudy eyes walking slowly towards him.

"I met Elder Lu Yuan. The disciple encountered a bottleneck in retreat, and it was a little delayed for a while."

Li Mo did not mention the incident of Feijian being attacked and killed.

He couldn't guarantee that Lu Yuan was not a traitor. Even if the latter had no ill intentions, there was no way to tell the truth about the person behind the scenes.

After all, everyone’s memories of three lifetimes have been erased.

"Follow me, you probably don't know the taboos of the Tomb and Sword Tomb yet, right?"

The scalper turned and walked deeper into the alley. Li Mo put on his new and old skins and in the blink of an eye turned into a haggard and dying old man to follow.

After Li Mo took a few steps, his breath became vague.

Obviously imitating the mortals in the Tomb and Sword Tomb.

Lu Yuan couldn't help but take a high look at Li Mo. He was indeed a well-rounded person who could form a baby in the outside world with such qualifications.

"Elder Lu Yuan, are all the mortals in the graves and sword mounds transformed from corpses?"

Lu Yuan sneered and explained: "No, they haven't lived, how can they be considered dead?"

"Tens of thousands of bodies are born in graveyards every day, and the consciousness of the bodies turns into many mortals in the illusion. Isn't it interesting?"

"It turns out it is indeed an illusion."

Li Mo asked: "Elder, illusion is not a taboo in graveyards, right?"

"It's a taboo from another outer sword tomb. After the tomb sword tomb devoured it all six thousand years ago, it created an illusion."

"Illusions can cause the body to subtly develop consciousness. Mortals are composed of shallow consciousness, so their intelligence is poor."

Li Mo thought to himself: "The operations of the Graveyard Sword Tomb and the Xia Dao Palace are similar, but the Xia Dao Palace is at least controllable."

He looked at several strong men holding heavy objects on their shoulders and asked, "How long can the body exist?"

"century."

"The flesh, flesh and bones of the body will gradually die away. If their consciousness does not reach the level of independent thinking before complete decay, they will end up as a handful of black soil in the grave."

Li Mo realized that the disciples he recruited were the living bodies.

The two of them turned into a neighborhood filled with stinky water. Painful wails could be heard from the surrounding houses, and inside lay old people who had run out of gas and energy.

In this world, the old man's body with his consciousness may only be the bones.

Li Mo's eyes flashed with enthusiasm.

It was useless to Lu Yuan, but even if the mutilated corpse was ingested into the small world of Corpse Mountain, it could create immeasurable value.

Lu Yuan could tell that Li Mo was very interested in corpses. The latter also liked to collect sword ghosts that produced flesh and blood at the Great Sun Sword Tomb.

"Taiji, do you want the body in the grave?"

"Elder, I don't know if it's convenient or not."

"It's convenient, why is it inconvenient? Aren't the streets full of bodies?"

Li Mo smiled sarcastically and did not reply. In the illusion, there were lonely ghosts transformed by consciousness. Even if they were killed, they would be difficult to obtain.

Besides, he had no reason to destroy the taboo of the tomb and sword tomb.

"You know the truth."

Huang Niu laughed coldly, and Li Mo always felt that Lu Yuan seemed to dislike him.

"Unless it is a new body, the death of any mortal will cause a group of sword ghosts to riot, and even cause the small sword tomb to fall."

Li Mo frowned and asked, "Elder Lu Yuan, where is the sword ghost?"

"Weird things are everywhere."

Lu Yuan kicked the cow's hoof, and a stone smashed the earthen altar on the courtyard wall.

Thick blood flowed from the earth altar, mixed with a few eyeballs. Inside was a mass of unformed, malformed fetuses that struggled a few times and then stopped moving.

Li Mo suddenly smelled the unique pungent smell of the strange thing.

"In the Graveyard Sword Tomb, all dead objects were transformed by sword ghosts and sealed in the illusion in a very clever way."

Lu Yuan grinned, "Including clothes, mortals carry at least dozens of dead objects. When one person dies, a group of demons immediately start dancing."

"Perhaps, a copper plate in a mortal's wallet turns out to be the Night God."

Li Mo took a breath.

The number of sword demons in the Graveyard Sword Tomb is probably more than a hundred times that of the Great Sun Sword Tomb. Even during the Void Refining Period, one has to be careful in the graveyard.

"You want a body. If you have a chance, you will inevitably die and injure most of the body every time you recruit a disciple. Just don't get involved."

Lu Yuan used an ox's horn to push open the door of a courtyard, but there was nothing inside.

"Just wait, I will contact you when I recruit disciples, but don't die."

"Elder, where are the disciples from the Graveyard Sword Tomb?"

"You'll know."