The Lord of Ghost

Time passed slowly, and in a flash, it was already two months later.

Mo Li slowly woke up, opened his eyes, and wanted to stand up, but found that his bones seemed to be falling apart.

"How long have I been lying there?"

"More than two months." Mo Shang replied coldly.

"More than two months, a bit long."

Mo Li looked up at the clear blue sky, the white clouds were floating, the sun was shining, and the ground was covered with green grass. He nodded with the breeze.

"Speaking of which, it has been almost half a year since I left [Xuanyang Holy Land]."

"It's still more than two months."

"That's right, it took three months in [Suzaku Ancient City], and then I was left in the Worm Valley. I was raised for two months and almost turned into a half-human, half-worm monster. After that, the Taiyin Divine Body, taking yin to replenish yang..."

Speaking of Jiang Liyue, he couldn't help but pause.

Have you ever loved? Mo Li's answer was affirmative: no.

Have you ever had a little emotion? Mo Li was silent. Maybe.

Maybe it was during a good conversation, or maybe it was a passionate kiss under the starry sky.

But for him, feelings are just a little bit of wind and frost on the road ahead.

At this time, he found that the place chosen by Mo Shang for recuperation was good, with blue sky and white clouds, green grass, rich spiritual energy, and a few black birds playing on the branches in the distance. He simply rested his head with his hands and watched the floating clouds leisurely.

"Where is this?"

Mo Shang: "A sect in the borderland of [Da Gan Dynasty]."

"Have you asked to borrow their blessed land?"

At this time, Mo Shang rolled his eyes, and a look of disdain appeared on his cold face, as if saying: "People like you? Still care about other people's feelings?"

Ignoring Mo Shang's disdain, Mo Li continued to ask: "What about you? How much strength do you have?"

Mo Shang was seriously injured in the battle between the two saints, and he had to sublimate to the extreme in the battle with Gongsun Xuanjian, which completely left a scar on his foundation.

"Middle stage of the Venerable."

"Can I go back?"

"At most, I can reach the peak of the Venerable, but not the Quasi-Sage."

"Is that so?" Mo Li rested his head on the grass and closed his eyes.

The price of victory in this battle was far beyond his imagination.

At that time, the sky was blue, the breeze was blowing, and there was a tinkling spring not far away. Everything was so harmonious.

After a short rest, Mo Li got up with difficulty, came to the spring, and sorted out his clothes.

At this time, through the reflection of the flowing spring, he suddenly found that his hair was completely white, and even his skin became withered.

At this age, with white hair and wrinkled skin, he looked like an old monster lying in a coffin.

"The situation is much worse than I imagined!" Mo Li sneered.

He couldn't remember how many times he used his abilities in the battle with Gongsun Xuanjian. He only knew that he couldn't be hit by the sword shadow. At that time, the ghost eye was in great pain and bleeding. He endured the huge side effects, and every second was overdrawing his lifespan.

"Let me calculate? How many years do I have left to live?"

Mo Li stretched out his palm: "One year left, two years left..."

He found that he only needed one hand to count, and he didn't need the other hand at all.

"Only four years left..."

Mo Li didn't feel too sad, just sighed.

Living beings practice throughout their lives, and their life span will increase with the improvement of their realm.

However, the power obtained by Mo Li's overdrawn life span cannot be compensated by breaking through the realm. This is the price!

In other words, even if Mo Li breaks through a stronger realm in the future, he can only get strength, not life span.

"To count it up, I said in [Xuan Yang Holy Land] that I would kill Qin Yang within five years. Now it has been almost a year, and I only have four years left to live. It's just perfect!"

Mo Li felt that things are sometimes so dramatic.

Of course, there are great medicines that increase life span in the world, but they cannot be obtained without the luck of the sky.

It just so happens that Mo Li is allergic to things like luck.

Of course, there is another way, the intelligence ability of the system, to spend villain points to find the location information of the great medicine for increasing life span.

Afterwards, Mo Li took a pill of Fuyan Pill, which restored his youthful appearance. His white hair turned black, and he looked much younger, but the withered blood in his body could not be concealed.

After doing all this, he ordered Mo Li to release Gongsun Xuanjian.

The moment they met, Gongsun Xuanjian stared at Mo Li, with only unwillingness and humiliation in his eyes.

It was a great shame for him to lose to a junior in the [Spirit Sea Realm].

"Don't worry, you will live."

Looking at Gongsun Xuanjian, Mo Li put one hand on his chin, thinking about how to maximize the value of Gongsun Xuanjian?

"Oh, [Soul Control Gu Sutra]!" He thought of a good idea.

He had seen the medicine man in the Worm Valley, which was extremely strange. One person and one worm could control the puppet.

However, he only had a general understanding of this, and had not learned how to control Gu, raise Gu, and refine Gu.

He needed a lot of practice and practice.

But there must be a guy who knows something about the art of controlling Gu!

High Priest!

"By the way, Shang, where are you? Sect?"

Suddenly, Mo Li's mouth curled up. Isn't this the perfect place?

Three days later, a shrill cry was heard in this sect.

Compared to the shock of being killed with one punch, the fear of the parasite parasitizing the flesh and blood and finally breaking out of the body is more difficult to accept.

Not long after, the stairs outside the hall were covered with densely packed corpses, and various poisonous insects kept crawling out of the flesh and blood of the corpses.

"One-turn wing hidden Gu can corrode flesh and blood..."

"One-turn white bone Gu, attached to the bones of the dead, can strengthen the power of flesh and blood, and grow bone knives..."

Mo Li held a purple scripture and squatted down from time to time to check the corpse, just like an elegant herbalist living deep in the mountains, patiently picking the herbs that had been waiting for a long time, but the ground was full of corpses, and the dried blood flowed all over the stone steps. This scene was really weird.

"Oh, I found it. The first-level brain Gu and the Moon Soul Gu can be refined into a second-level soul-controlling Gu worm."

Mo Li crushed the corpse's head with one foot, and it cracked like a melon pulp, and a white Gu worm drilled out of it.

"Still want to run?" Mo Li grabbed the Gu worm and put it in his palm to observe.

This little guy seemed to be particularly shy and kept struggling to escape.

Mo Li looked for a while and found that his whole body was snow-white and there were special patterns growing on his abdomen.

"This guy grew up eating brain marrow and brain matter, and he is not interested in other food from the outside world." He held out a piece of fire mulberry leaf, but found that the other party was completely uninterested in this.

"Are you a picky eater? It seems that I need more nutrients to fatten you up."

Two days later, all the nearby sects, big and small, suffered without exception.

Their deaths were consistent, with a small hole in the back of their heads, and their faces were painful and hideous. They were suspected to have suffered intense torture before they died.

"After eating so many people, they are only at the peak of the second turn. It's a bit slow." Mo Li frowned.

The cultivation of Gu worms is different from that of living beings. In the legend of the Gu world, the tenth turn is immortal, and the second turn corresponds to the [True Spirit Realm].

Gu worms don't seem to have the [Physical Realm] and [God Hidden Realm] of body refining. They are born with spiritual power, so they also cross the [Spirit Sea Realm]. The first turn of Gu worms corresponds to the [God Palace Realm].

[God Palace Realm], in this realm, belongs to the tempering of souls, opening the eyes of heaven and the soul space, and then casting the palace in the soul space to guard the soul from being eroded.

And to refine Gu, you need to merge with the soul of the Gu worm to achieve the purpose of controlling the Gu worm.

Through the [Soul Control Gu Sutra], Mo Li also knew about the Gu Immortal Contract, which is used to sign a Gu worm with strength greater than one's own.

"It seems that there are almost no scriptures about Gu control in [Eastern Wasteland]." He discovered this anomaly, but he was not sure whether it was only in the Eastern Wasteland or other places.

"Yes, it is so difficult to train a second-level Gu worm. There is not enough food, and it is possible to starve to death." Mo Li glanced at the white Gu worm in his hand. This little guy only knows how to sleep after eating, like a pig.

"Now, we need to find the [Moon Soul Gu worm], and the two will reproduce to produce a special [Soul Control Gu]!"

"But there is a problem. Can the second-level Soul Control Gu worm control the [Venerable Realm] Gongsun Xuanjian?"

The realm gap is too big, and he feels a little uncertain.

Of course, Mo Li will not waste so many lives after sacrificing them. The souls after death will all be devoured by him and turned into ghosts.

But then, he found a problem.

After harvesting at least tens of thousands of lives, even if he devoured souls and turned into ghosts, his strength could no longer be improved.

In his spiritual sea, a blood moon hung above the horizon, and the enchanting blood color enveloped the entire space.

The spiritual sea opened up by the thunderclouds of 99,000 miles was endless. Under the spiritual sea, the silent dead ghosts floated up one after another, with hideous faces and twisted bodies.

The light of the blood moon spread out, and the mighty scene was like a night parade of ghosts. The scene was magnificent but weird.

"Is the scope of the spiritual sea too small? Can't accommodate more ghosts?"

Mo Li was puzzled. He was not sure whether the number of ghosts would increase after breaking through the [Spirit Sea Realm] and reaching the [God Palace Realm].

However, he made a strange discovery: the ghosts he devoured had a special sense of belonging to him.

This sense of belonging was similar to that of a master and a servant, and the servant resolutely carried out the master's instructions.

"So, how to release the ghosts out of reality?" At present, he only knows how to devour, but he can't release the ghosts for the time being.

"Is it because the realm is not enough?" Mo Li was puzzled.

[God Palace Realm] involves the soul and spirit of the gods, and ghosts belong to the category of souls.

"It seems that we have to speed up, time is running out."

He said that he was going to the Gongsun family in the capital, and there was someone he needed to deal with specially.

Here, half a month later.

The news that a demon appeared in the border area spread.

He slaughtered living beings wantonly, and corpses were everywhere wherever he passed. The corpses were in extremely tragic conditions, and the methods were extremely cruel, and everyone could kill him.