Immortal Immortal

The knife-shaped jade stone has some strange movements, which obviously comes from the inheritance of the weapon cultivator during the alchemy period.

Li Mo hesitated for a moment, then touched the knife-shaped jade with his consciousness, and suddenly a man's hoarse voice sounded in his ears.

"I, Qingjingzi, all outer disciples will come to Duobao Mountain within ten days."

Judging from the teleportation, Qingjingzi's mental state should be relatively stable, but the opponent's constantly deformed body does not seem to be fake.

Boom boom boom...

Li Mo looked shocked and quickly walked out of the cave, looking at the Duolim Mountain in the distance.

You can vaguely see Qingjingzi standing on the top of the mountain in the air. As the light and shadow flow, the mouthparts of the chrysanthemum of Duolishan are closing a little bit.

Obviously, Qingjingzi does not intend to let the outer disciples return to Ziqi Sect easily.

The metal dust finally subsided, and the sunshine that had not been seen in several years penetrated the clouds. The strange beast on the mountainside showed a slight discomfort and turned around to hide in the shade of the trees.

Li Mo's expression changed slightly when he saw this, and his escape route had been cut off by Qingjingzi.

"never mind."

"It's too risky to go to Ziqi Sect alone. Besides, I don't know much about the situation in Duoji Mountain. It's better to fish in troubled waters with Qingjingzi."

"By the way, Qingjingzi is not planning to ask the outer disciples to help him find the best spiritual stones, right?

While Li Mo was thinking, some outer disciples were already heading towards Duoji Mountain.

He could sense the fearful expressions on the outer disciples' faces, which showed that Qingjingzi's reputation within the Ziqi Sect was definitely not very good.

Li Mo still restrained his breath.

If you want to be fooled, it's best to have more outer disciples.

Li Mo closed his eyes and waited patiently, and was still retracting and retracting the Wuliu Body until twenty or thirty outer disciples gathered on the platform.

Seeing that the time was right, he exuded a weak haze spiritual power, mixed with the aura of the Hunyuan Taoist body, and his exposed cultivation remained at the level of the perfect total horn stage.

Putting the leak-free body in the innate Tao body is indeed somewhat useless.

But Li Mo's leak-free body has two layers of human skin, plus multiple transformations, which is more than enough to restrain his cultivation.

At least if you don't take the initiative to cast spells, it will be difficult to see clearly the reality even in the alchemy stage.

Li Mo has considered all aspects. Even if something strange is noticed, it is impossible to guess that he is a fake Ziqi sect disciple.

As for going to Ziqi Sect, there is no need to consider it yet.

He moved closer to the glazed platform, and his method of controlling the air was a little rough, but it only attracted the attention of a few outer disciples.

Qingjingzi didn't even raise her eyes, she was still concentrating with her eyes closed.

Li Mo successfully blended into the ranks of the outer disciples and chose to sit on the edge of the platform.

He observed Qingjingzi with his peripheral vision, and couldn't help but doubt the latter's condition even more. No matter how he looked at it, he felt unstable.

I saw smoke and dust constantly coming out of Qingjingzi's facial features, a strange rustling sound coming from her body, and the light and shadow around her were distorted.

He would still mutter to himself from time to time.

Instead, Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief. The less clear Qingjingzi's consciousness was, the safer he would be. If it didn't work, he would switch to human skin and escape from the golden cicada.

Besides, it is impossible for Qingjingzi to massacre the outer disciples, and Ziqi Sect will definitely pay attention to the casualties caused by flesh and limb harvesting.

Seeing that the situation was not good, some outer disciples plucked up the courage to walk out of the crowd.

He said in a respectful tone: "Senior Qingjingzi and junior He Chengzhang, their master is Yun Longzi, a monk in the third district's alchemy stage. Before leaving, I asked my disciples to harvest more flesh limbs."

"Junior really wants to help senior Qingjingzi, but it is difficult to disobey the teacher's orders."

Qingjingzi's face turned gloomy, and she extended her right arm to point between He Chengzhang's eyebrows.

The light and shadow around him became extremely chaotic, and a unique fishy-sweet smell filled the air. He Chengzhang covered his face and let out a heart-rending scream.

He Chengzhang had a fist-sized gap between his eyebrows. He tried his best to suppress it with spiritual power, but found that the alienation was irreversible.

"Go away, the old man is doing it for your own good. He is arrogant and can easily go crazy."

"Many...thank you, senior."

He Chengzhang couldn't help but grit his teeth, turned around and disappeared into the clouds.

Li Mo's heart was filled with joy and sorrow.

He wished that there would be a fight among the weapon cultivators, and He Chengzhang would call his master who was in the alchemy stage to end this trial of flesh limb harvesting as soon as possible.

Qingjingzi was a little embarrassed, and a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

Li Mo realized that Qingjingzi's moodiness should be related to the fatal illness, and it was most likely a disadvantage caused by the approaching death illness.

Qingjingzi seems to rely entirely on the limbs to suppress the fatal disease, so it has to be transplanted for a long time. The arms are equivalent to a mid-level magic weapon of ten levels, and the feet are slightly worse, eight or nine at most.

It seems that the Ziqi sect is also unable to eradicate the trouble of fatal diseases.

Li Mo was very curious.

The life forms of the weapon cultivators are completely different. They have all been transformed from flesh and blood into metal. Will they turn into indescribable monsters under the erosion of the death disease?

This immortal world is indeed more interesting than Li Mo imagined.

After a while, the outer disciples came to the glazed platform one after another, but they kept silent for fear of disturbing Qingjingzi's meditation.

Shengxia was the last to arrive at Liuli Platform.

As soon as she got closer, she said anxiously: "Senior Qingjingzi, senior brother Zhang Sheng has not been seen for many days, and I don't know..."

Qingjingzi opened her eyes suddenly and stared straight at Shengxia.

Shengxia's expression was full of fear, and she suddenly noticed something was wrong with Qingjingzi in front of her. Her lips trembled and she stepped back several meters.

"As an old man, I'm not in the mood to worry about Zhang Sheng. From now on, you will do as I say."

Qingjingzi's expression became impatient, and her flesh and bones became deformed again.

Densely packed insects were constantly emerging from the metalized skin bag, and the rioting atmosphere overwhelmed the outer disciples.

Qingjingzi's eyes swept over a famous outer disciple.

"Zhang Sheng, is he important?"

Anyone who dares to answer is going to be in trouble. They don't have He Chengzhang's backing. If Qing Jingzi gets angry and humiliated, he will definitely die.

Sheng Xia was so sensible that she didn't say much and even suspected that Zhang Sheng had offended Qing Jing Zi and had already died in Qing Jing Zi's hands.

"It's still early to harvest the flesh limbs, there's no need to worry about temporary gains and losses."

Qingjingzi smiled nervously, and the distortion of flesh and bone disappeared in an instant, controlling the glazed platform away from Duoli Mountain.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes. The direction Liuli Platform was heading was obviously Rong Town.

After all, Qingjingzi was nearby, and he did not dare to deliver news to Tian Changwen. He could only hope that Rongzhen would not choose to kill the stone with an egg.

Wherever the glazed platform passes, the clouds are dyed in various colors.

Then pouring acid rain fell, the vegetation withered and turned yellow, and a layer of seven-colored grease floated on the surfaces of rivers and lakes.

Birds, beasts, fish and shrimps will die if they touch it, and the animals rush to run in the opposite direction.

Qingjingzi vividly demonstrated the terrifying pollution power of the weapon cultivator.

If Qingjingzi is allowed to stay in the realm of the Heart Beast for a long time, the impact on the environment will probably be no less than that of Duoji Mountain, which releases metal dust.

"What kind of dragon and tiger's den do the disciples of the Ziqi Sect live in?"

Li Mo was secretly speechless.

Can a newborn child of the Ziqi sect really live to be twenty years old? A mortal would have to suffer from a serious illness even if he was close to being a master cultivator, right?

Liuli Platform soon arrived at Rong Town, and Qingjingzi looked greedily at the inner city.

Li Mo raised his brows and found that Rong Town was in a state of dilapidation, with a large number of buildings in ruins. It was obvious that a war had occurred not long ago.

His first reaction was that Qi Xiu had done it.

But he soon noticed that the remaining aura in the melting town originated from the beast cultivators and puppet cultivators, and the broken limbs and meat everywhere also proved this.

With foreign enemies now, we can no longer fight over orthodoxy, right?

"No, it was Tian Changwen who put on a show with Shi Ji. Their respective forces have been reduced to pieces, hoping to avoid disaster."

Tian Changwen might have made a temporary decision. Judging from the old and new traces, it can be seen that when Qingjingzi arrived, the war followed closely.

Qingjingzi leaned forward slightly, staring at the inner city with burning eyes.

"The inner gate of the Heart Beast Sect has been occupied by monsters. It is reasonable to help them clean up this trouble..."

None of the disciples outside the scene believed what Qingjingzi said.

The Heart Beast Sect is just one of the affiliates of the Ziqi Sect. Even if it is destroyed, it doesn't matter. Why bother dealing with the inner sect's strange beasts.

"Don't worry, they are all weak beasts. I will give you fifty yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones for each one."

After Qingjingzi finished speaking, the faces of all the outer disciples looked hot.

Fifty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones actually surprised the outer disciples of the Ziqi sect. To be fair, any weak-level monk picked by Lingluo Rong would have more than two or three hundred pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones in his storage bag.

Just to explain one thing, the currencies of the two are different.

Li Mo lowered his head because he had realized that his 60,000 to 70,000 mid-grade spiritual stones would be greatly devalued in the Ziqi Sect.

"Damn it, even if the cultivation systems are different, can't the currency be unified?"

The glazed platform is submerged into the inner city.

………

The full moon hung high in the sky, and four more figures appeared in front of the inner city gate.

Tian Changwen smiled and said nothing, and beside him were Shiji, Qingfang Taoist and Han Cai.

Taoist Qingfang shook his head in disbelief, and then asked in a deep voice: "Tian Changwen, how did you do it, lead them to the inner city to clear out the monsters?"

"Don't forget, I major in spells but I have the same mentality."

"Since the state of mind is lacking, and the impact of the fatal disease in the Buhuo Period is added, what if it is a pill-forming monk from the Ziqi Sect?"

Tian Changwen's abdomen began to squirm, and when the ape's eyes popped out, Qingfang Taoist suddenly had distracting thoughts, as if there was a pill-forming technique in the inner city that he had been demanding.

Shi Ji's face was filled with astonishment, and he could only be impressed by Tian Changwen's methods.

She had thought that Tian Changwen would die without saving him, but she didn't expect that the latter would come directly to her, hoping that the two sides could unite.

Qingfang Taoist was not happy and was angry, "Tian Changwen, you are a bastard. What if he notices your own ulterior motives?"

"Hahaha, old fox, you are so funny, what else can I do? Die."

Tian Changwen didn't care, and then said with a smile: "Besides, since Rongzhen can produce a genius as talented as Li Mo, doesn't it mean one thing?"

"The luck is mine!!!"

Han Cai laughed happily and said, "My disciple, even if you are placed in the Ziqi sect, he is the most outstanding one."

Taoist Qingfang was speechless and watched Tian Changwen push open the inner city gate.

Tian Changwen's expression calmed down, and he turned to Han Cai and told Han Cai: "Our understanding of the inner city is definitely far better than that of the Ziqi sect, but we cannot guarantee whether there will be any danger."

"Han Cai, you need to remember the extremely complicated birth rules of the beasts' blood bodies. I will protect you even if I die afterwards."

"Okay." Han Cai nodded solemnly.

The four people disappeared into the inner city.