Immortal Immortal

Li Mo adapted to his current body shape and repeatedly confirmed that nothing was missing.

After a while, his aura was almost the same. Seeing that the sky was getting slightly brighter, he left Xinghua Building through the window.

Wu Wei's residence is located next to the Yamen. It is an elegant mansion.

Li Mo walked through the eaves with a cold face. Before he reached his mansion, he noticed another Sanshen sitting on the eaves absorbing the nascent spiritual power.

"Wu Wei."

The speaker was Hong Tao, the eldest among the casual cultivators. "Don't go out much from now on. There should be some elders from the outer sect coming to take charge of the rural examination."

Li Mo nodded slightly and disappeared into the mansion in the blink of an eye.

Hong Tao had become accustomed to Wu Wei's character. After swallowing the last breath of spiritual energy, he wandered back to the mansion across the street from Li Mo.

Among all the casual practitioners, Hong Tao is the only one who insists on daily practice.

Therefore, his realm is slightly higher, reaching the fourth level of Qi training stage, and he even has the most common spirit gathering array arranged in the courtyard.

After Li Mo returned to the mansion, he found that there were many slaves in Wu Wei's house.

The Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator had obviously done something to the slaves. Li Mo felt that there were eyes staring at him secretly, and he couldn't help but feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Fortunately, Wu Wei himself was insignificant, and his gaze seemed to come and go.

Li Mo felt even more relieved when he saw this.

As long as there are no flaws at the beginning, the next provincial examination will be a sure success.

With Hong Tao's enlightenment, he simply stayed in the mansion and pretended to practice, seemingly trying to transfer his spiritual power on a temporary basis.

The construction of the Gongyuan, which serves as the examination room for the rural examination, has been completed and occupies a large area.

Gongyuan is divided into four areas: southeast, northwest and southeast, which is enough to accommodate hundreds of scholars.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, but the location of Gongyuan is just one street away from Tutu Temple. In addition, Tutu Temple is located on a higher ground, so you can see the Gongyuan at a glance from the main hall.

After the expansion of Tutu Temple, not only did the main hall have two new floors, but also four more side halls.

The side hall is obviously used to house the statues of the four disciples of Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator.

Li Mo had previously gone to the Tutu Temple in private as a herbal collector.

The statue of Fude Di Immortal in the main hall was directly replaced by a gilt statue that was more than four meters tall. The half-closed eyes seemed to come alive.

Second only to the main hall in scale is the "Damu Hall", where the statue is Xuanling Damu Tianjun.

The remaining side halls are slightly smaller and were just completed half a year ago.

The appearance of the four statues in the side hall has become more and more curious, and even if a mortal glances at them, they will feel shuddering.

The Tutu Temple also used the rural examination as an excuse to close all entrances, exits, doors and windows.

During this time, Jackdaw didn't notice at all.

Li Modu doubted whether Jackdaw was wise or foolish. After all, if he discovered something strange about the statue, he would probably be silenced by the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator.

The sword cultivator who was in charge of the provincial examination did not arrive until there were only two days left.

There are eight sword cultivators, and the leading old man is the elder of the outer sect as Hong Tao calls him. He reveals an indescribable sharp sword intent.

It should have reached the golden elixir stage.

The rest of the sword cultivators are in the foundation-building stage, and they will set up magic formations as soon as they arrive in Qingzhen.

They all have eye-catching tongue swords, and they can distinguish spiritual attributes from the color of the tongue swords, but for the time being, it is not possible to tell whether their natal flying swords are real or false.

What puzzled Li Mo was that the sword cultivator had no Taoist characteristics.

He couldn't see the Taoist qualities of Jackdaw and others, and thought it was due to poor qualifications. Now it seems that the same is true for the elders of the outer sect.

"Could it be that the Jiantongue Sect's cultivation system will strip away the Taoist body?"

Li Mo was noncommittal, and the other casual cultivators were too sensible to come forward to get close.

The jackdaws have been surrounding Jiedan Sword Cultivator to show their attentiveness, but the latter ignored him.

Li Mo learned from their conversation that the Taoist name of the Danjie Sword Cultivator was "Han Feng", and he and Jackdaw seemed to be the same generation who entered the Sword Tongue Sect.

"Come in."

Elder Han Feng was a little impatient, and Jackdaw nodded quickly.

Then there was a sword cry from his mouth, and scholars from all over Qingzhen went out one after another and gathered in the direction of Gongyuan, like a group of zombies.

After not seeing him for a long time, the scholar's appearance became even more curious.

Their heads were more than three times swollen, their foreheads were full of veins, their mouths were stretched to the extreme, and a face was looming under the skin.

When the scholars are approaching the provincial examination, their vitality has almost dried up, as if there are parasites in their bodies that are constantly absorbing their nutrients.

It is hard to imagine that the Jiantongue Sect is recruiting disciples.

In Li Mo's view, the foundations of each scholar have been completely destroyed. Let alone forming an elixir to become a baby, it is probably difficult for them to even enter Taoism.

"How evil."

He cursed secretly and after noticing Hong Tao's appearance, he followed him to Gongyuan.

"I've met Elder Han Feng."

"Hello, elder."

…

Elder Han Feng did not respond and stood in front of the Gongyuan gate with his eyes closed.

Hong Tao reluctantly wanted to say more, but was pulled away by the jackdaw beside him, for fear of encountering an unreasonable disaster.

Li Mo went straight to the east examination room.

He could tell that some of the sword cultivators who came to Qingzhen seemed to recognize Wu Wei, but due to the presence of Elder Han Feng, he did not dare to step forward to confirm.

Li Mo didn't worry about this. After the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator took action, they naturally had no scruples about a casual cultivator in the Qi training period.

"The entrance examination is a bit interesting."

Li Mo's task is quite simple, just prevent the east examination room from being damaged.

Elder Han Feng is equivalent to the invigilator, and the casual cultivators are just officers and soldiers who maintain order.

There were thirty-five scholars in the east examination room he was responsible for. They poured into the examination room in an orderly manner, with vague sobs constantly coming out of their mouths.

The rows of desks in the tribute courtyard are all low-grade magic weapons, and they are also covered with magic circles.

When the scholars sat down, a large number of blades extended from the tables and chairs and penetrated into their bodies, growing together with their bones in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards.

The magic circle arranged by the sword cultivator covers Gongyuan, and its function is also to imprison.

The scholar struggled in unison, his neck made the sound of bones colliding, and his eyes and ears had brain fluids, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

"Unsheath."

Elder Han Feng said sharply.

The mouths of each sword cultivator opened wide, and their tongues separated from their mouths and turned into a strange flying sword, suspended in the sky above Gongyuan, the sword energy crackling.

Hong Tao and others used their spiritual power and also pulled out the flying swords they carried.

However, they were only holding magic weapons and seemed to be guarding against the sword energy above their heads. With Li Mo's reaction speed, it was natural for them to follow suit.

The casual cultivators came to the eaves of the examination room and stood ready to face the remaining majesty of the flying sword.

Li Mo's peripheral vision glanced at a natal flying sword.

"Huh."

The sword cultivator himself does not have a Tao body, but his natal flying sword has the characteristics of a Tao body.

For example, Yi Feijian's entire body is covered with thick black hair.

If Li Mo didn't admit his mistake, he should be the innate Taoist [Xiaoyang Taoist].

The Xiaoyang Taoist body will make the monk's body covered with hair, so that spiritual power can be emitted through the hair in the form of fine needles.

As expected, the black-haired flying sword shot out countless fine needles, forming a special sword energy.

The other flying swords were not to be outdone, and the sword energy gathered in the sky above the Gongyuan suddenly became stronger and stronger, stimulating the scholars in the room to go crazy.

After Li Mo stared at the various sword auras for a few breaths, he felt that Qiankun Kanyu had benefited, which showed that their method should be some kind of sword formation.

However, occasionally the sword energy loses control and flashes in all directions.

Under the protection of the magic circle, the power of the sword energy was greatly reduced, but it was still inevitable for casual cultivators to resist, otherwise it would spread to the examination room.

The casual cultivator is not in the Qi training period, so considering that wielding a sword consumes too much spiritual power, he just slashes with the sword.

Ding.

Hong Tao cut off a ray of sword energy that looked like a swimming fish, and rolled around to lose all his strength.

Li Mo was still observing how the casual cultivator responded to the sword energy, and suddenly noticed a weak thunder heading towards his head.

"careful."

Hong Tao wanted to help Li Mo, but it was too far from the East Examination Center.

"Ten spiritual stones are really hard to get."

Li Mo helplessly communicated with the cancer cells, raised his sword unfamiliarly, and directed the thunder sword energy to the corner, and a gap suddenly exploded in the ground.

Elder Han Feng glanced at the casual cultivator, lingered on Li Mo for a few breaths, and said disdainfully: "How long have you been away from the sect, and you have already completely lost your swordsmanship?"

"go."

He flicked his right arm, and a large number of blood-red cloth strips emerged from the cuffs.

Blood-red strips of cloth shuttled between the tribute courtyards and landed on the table in the examination room.

Li Mo could tell at a glance that the blood-red strips of cloth were made from the tongues of living people, coming from the same origin as the breath of each scholar's body.

The scholars convulsed wildly, and only heard the sound of tearing.

Their arms broke free from the skin, and their limbs were suddenly bloody and bloody. They used their nails to write calligraphy on the surface of their tongues.

His head was still swollen, and his expression became extremely devilish.

While observing the sword formation, Li Mo perfected himself based on the swordsmanship of Hong Tao and others, and the movement of swinging the sword became simple and efficient.

"kindness?"

Elder Han Feng looked strange and noticed Li Mo inadvertently.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Li Mo's swordsmanship level improved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he became more comfortable in an instant.

Elder Han Feng suddenly felt that Li Mo had become much more pleasing to the eye.

Li Mo withdrew his gaze. The sword array was no longer useful to Qiankun Kanyu, and then he focused on the copybook, hoping to get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of sword cultivation.

As the writing continued, the scholar's flesh and bones had completely lost their vitality, and the handwriting became scrawled.

Click click click.

The ban on the mouth and nose was finally lifted.

A scene that made Li Mo's hair stand on end appeared.

The being in the scholar's mouth slowly crawled out, like a python shedding its skin.

It was an indescribable object composed of countless tiny strange insects. It exuded the unique aura of three souls and seven souls, making people's scalp numb.

The Book of Creation pours out memories.

【Sword Spirit】

In the ancient world of immortal cultivation, if a sword cultivator warms up one's own natal flying sword to achieve unity of mind and heart, there is a chance that the natal flying sword will give birth to spiritual wisdom.

Li Mo's heart was beating wildly.

He was not surprised by the strange birth method of the sword spirit, but noticed that the sword spirit was completely transformed by tens of thousands of three souls and seven souls.

Li Mo knew that the three souls and seven souls of a person have nothing to do with the soul.

That's why beast cultivators need to subdue the soul; weapon cultivators breed weapon beads to replace the soul.

The sword cultivator did the opposite, sealing the mouth and nose, and used a certain method to make the three souls and seven souls thrive in Niwan Palace.

The sword spirit is eager to get into the tongue and create a magical weapon.

"Is it time to take action?"

Li Mo took a deep breath and understood that the time had come for him to seize the magic sect skills. Maybe he could also catch a few sword spirits?