Immortal Immortal

"Junior brother, it's me, Sixth Senior Sister..."

Miao Miaoqing's true body was abnormally deformed. The whole body was like an amber mountain, and the flesh and blood was filled with a large number of hideous corpses.

And it can be seen that the number of corpses seems to be constantly increasing, and Miao Miaoqing's flesh and blood are also swelling and proliferating.

The piles of white bones that were squeezed and deformed were like mushrooms growing in the mountains after the rain.

The feeling of oppression is like substance.

For the Nascent Soul stage, the distraction stage is at the top of the food chain. There is no comparison between the two. What's more, the strength of the twelve immortals is far beyond that of ordinary distractions.

After Miao Miaoqing appeared, all the demon cultivators, except Li Mo, fell into a state of mental breakdown, curling up in fear.

"Impossible, impossible!!!"

The old demon Xinchuan roared like crazy, Yuanying showed signs of collapse, and the book-like body turned yellow and old in the blink of an eye.

Colorful Yuanying pointed at Miao Miaoqing outside the window and shouted: "You have all been deceived. It is just an illusion of Wusheng Cult. It is absolutely impossible..."

Before Old Demon Xinchuan finished speaking, Yuanying covered his chest.

The light and shadow emitted by the colorful Nascent Soul were distorted, and the flesh and blood began to uncontrollably alienate, trying to crawl back into the body that seemed to be so close.

"Don't kill me, Fairy Dan..."

The Nascent Soul disappeared into ashes, with deep regret in his eyes before his death, and he looked at Li Mo, who was standing by the window of the Taoist temple with a dull expression.

"Hahaha, Mother Wu Sheng really has a new disciple, Thirteen Immortals, what a Thirteen Immortals."

The book fell to the ground, and there was no trace of the demon cultivator.

From the beginning to the end, Miao Miaoqing did not take action against the old demon Xinchuan. He only subconsciously wanted to resist the former's aura. A Nascent Soul stage of the Human Demon Sect was scared to death.

The other demon cultivators did not dare to act recklessly.

They once again turned into the most ordinary objects in the house, actively closing their five senses and not daring to pry into the secrets of the Wusheng Cult.

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Miao Miaoqing's creepy laughter still penetrated her ears.

Several muffled sounds suddenly came from the house, and two more people followed in the footsteps of the old demon Xinchuan. For a moment, Tianjingju seemed extremely solemn.

Miao Miaoqing looked at Li Mo for a moment, grinned and said, "I am very satisfied with the junior brothers chosen by the tenth junior sister. Thirteenth junior sister, don't let them replace you, hehehe..."

Li Mo was sitting on pins and needles. Although Miao Miaoqing deliberately kept her breath away from him, the latter's thousands of miles of body was enough to make him full of distracting thoughts.

As Miao Miaoqing approached Tianjing House, the earthen altar under the bed suddenly shook, as if something was eager to get out.

Li Mo could hear hoarse voices repeating "Senior Sister" from a dozen earthen altars.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he suppressed the discomfort in his heart and saluted, "Thank you so much, Sixth Senior Sister. Junior Brother, I will never be able to repay you."

"Hee hee hee."

Miao Miaoqing's laughter is so ecstatic that it melts your bones. Combined with her peerless face, you can imagine how gorgeous she was thousands of years ago.

But after transforming into the Twelve Fairy Queens, she has completely lost her human form.

A breeze blew.

Miao Miaoqing's figure disappeared into the thick fog without a trace, leaving only twenty or thirty demon cultivators who were relieved and unable to raise any strength.

Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Miao Miaoqing, the sixth disciple under Wu Sheng Lao Mu, is also known as Dan Xianzi. His honorific title is far less popular than Dou Mu Yuanjun and Golden Light Holy Mother.

Miao Miaoqing is known as "Plague Immortal". There are very few temples, but the incense is strong.

The duty of the Plague Immortal is to spread plagues and diseases, but in a world where deadly diseases are rampant, they are also vaguely related to immortality.

Mortals mainly fear the Plague Immortal, but most doctors believe in it.

Although Han Cai was not a believer in the Plague Immortal, he would burn incense and worship before undergoing a major surgery that he was unsure of, so that he could feel at ease.

The demon cultivators woke up one after another.

After they regained consciousness, they all looked at Li Mo and noticed that the latter was cleaning up the corpses and various resources in the house.

At this point, the demon cultivators no longer have the slightest idea of ​​competing for resources.

Judging from Li Mo's appearance, he still has the cultivation of the dead infant stage, but the soul-eating demon baby he summoned before was accompanied by visions, and I really can't figure out what the truth is.

They all know that the Twelve Immortals have survived for at least thousands of years.

There are very few records about the Wusheng Old Mother, but it is most likely that it is older. During the Demon Sect, there has never been any change in the Twelve Immortals.

What kind of talent does the Li Mo in front of him have that can make Wu Sheng's old mother become his disciple?

In other words, the Thirteen Immortals were originally behind the Wusheng Sect, but the Thirteenth Disciple never showed up, making it elusive.

"My old mother has no life, my hometown is empty."

Li Mo tentatively whispered to himself. Seeing the fear in the eyes of the demon cultivators, he did not leave the patio in a hurry and planned to explore some information.

He had thought about catching all the demon cultivators in one fell swoop while they were unprepared.

However, there were twenty or thirty people present. If they were besieged, they would definitely be defeated. Moreover, some demonic cultivators did not show up from beginning to end.

"My name is Taishang Qingtian, and I am indeed the thirteenth disciple under the throne of Mother Wusheng."

After Li Mo took the initiative to sit down, all the demon cultivators were stunned for a moment.

The news was simply shocking.

If it spreads among the various forces in the Demon Sect, it will inevitably set off a storm, and even a new round of reshuffle around the Wusheng Sect.

Luo Kai from the Painted Skin Sect saw that Li Mo's attitude was relatively relaxed and said, "I have heard about the Immortal Temple of Taishang Qingtian for a long time, but I didn't know that it turned out to be the Thirteen Immortals of the Wu Sheng Sect."

"I have long admired you, please bear with me. I and other small sects are too short-sighted."

He was obviously a demon cultivator in the stage of childbirth, but he acted like a junior in front of Li Mo, and even wanted to ask Li Mo for some advice.

"Yes, thanks to the Supreme Lord Qingtian for saying some kind words for us, otherwise...Senior Sister Ling, I'm afraid she won't let us go so easily."

The other magic cultivators are all of the same style.

For a moment, Tianjingju was like an ancient discussion meeting in the world of immortality. They were humble to each other and could not hear the slightest bad thing about their fellow practitioners.

Li Mo responded wordlessly.

The demon cultivators told the details of Tianjingju very wisely and directly regarded Li Mo as the leader, constantly observing the latter's reaction from the corner of his eye.

If they are slightly unhappy, they will become extremely frightened.

Li Mo learned from this that the Demon Sect actually called the Tianjing Residence the "Patio Secret Realm" and used the rules that had been explored for thousands of years to obtain benefits.

They always thought that the behavior of the Twelve Immortals was rigid, but they did not expect that their spiritual intelligence was no different from that of ordinary people.

Before Li Mo met Fairy Luofu, Miao Miaoqing's clone would refine a batch of elixirs every fifty years in Tianjing Juli.

Later, after Fairy Luofu took over her role as a teacher and accepted a disciple, Miao Miaoqing began to shape the statues of gods, and the appearance was shortened to once every twenty years.

"You all have extra pills, you can swap resources with me."

Li Mohu pretended to be a tiger, no matter how reluctant the demon cultivators were, he forcibly exchanged spiritual materials for a few pills refined by Miao Miaoqing.

Unfortunately, most of the pills have been swallowed by the demon cultivators.

"When I return to the present world, I will definitely tell the monks in the sect that they are not allowed to disturb the Thirteen Immortals in the Tianjing Secret Realm from now on..."

Mo Xiu realized that he had made a mistake and added with a pale face: "No, it's Tianjing Ju. I really deserve to die."

He grabbed the ground with his head and glanced out the window from time to time.

"It's okay. The senior sisters know that you are hiding in the Tianjing Residence, so they see through it without telling you."

The demon cultivators couldn't help but look at each other, and their minds were inevitably extremely complicated. The strength of the Wusheng Cult was definitely greatly underestimated by the demon sect.

"Shang Qingtian, everything is the trick of the old demon Xinchuan."

"Old Demon Xinchuan is good at the magic of the Human Demon Sect that seduces the mind. Wang Jinyong is controlled by him, and his methods are extremely hidden and unpredictable..."

"There are two other monks from the Human Demon Sect in Tianjing Residence, and they must be related to the old demon Xinchuan."

"Don't talk nonsense. Everyone knows that Old Demon Xinchuan and we are not from the same family, and our relationship on weekdays is not that good."

The room became noisy, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger.

Li Mo didn't bother to pay attention to them, and flipped through the books written by the old demon Xinchuan. It was completely impossible to tell that he was once a demon cultivator.

After the death of the old demon Xinchuan, his body was refined into a high-grade magical artifact embryo, which recorded the specious scriptures of Wusheng Sect.

Li Mo put away the magical artifact. The book should be used to analyze the final path.

The old demon Xinchuan was in the Qi Ying stage, so he might know the techniques for the distraction stage, which was naturally very precious to Li Mo.

Li Mo was ready to leave Tianjingju.

The earthen altar under the bed returned to peace, except that there was blood flowing from the seal.

Since he was targeted by the Twelve Immortals, Li Mo didn't have any good way to deal with it. After all, he still hoped to obtain the distraction period technique.

Take it one step at a time.

Moreover, for now, the advantages completely outweigh the disadvantages. At least the Twelve Immortals allowed Li Mo to easily access the core of the Demon Sect.

The spread of Li Mozun's name did not cause any disaster, but it spread very quickly. Temples often appeared inexplicably in the mountains and countryside, so ordinary people felt it was a bit evil.

"I'm leaving my patio home, and everything will continue as usual here."

Li Mo glanced at the demon cultivators and asked calmly: "Do you have any channels to contact the outside world, or know of any black market for demon cultivators?"

The demonic cultivators subconsciously looked at the Bone Sect monk who looked like an incense burner.

Taoist Ziyan smiled and nodded, then his eyes ignited with blazing flames, and his skull shrank in size at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a moment, he opened his mouth and spit out an incense burner made of white bones.

"The White Bone Sect has operated the White Bone Cave for generations. It is a magic market as famous as the port. Of course, we cannot go there in Tianjingju."

Li Mo nodded slightly, took the bone incense burner and inspected it.

He discovered that the bone incense burner was not a weapon, but more like a special medium that seemed to be related to a small closed world.

"Go back to Taishang Qingtian, use the soul-inducing grass to light it in the incense burner, and you can go there after your consciousness leaves the body."

Taoist Ziyan told the mystery of the Bone Cave and kept repeating the safety of the small world, and the other demon cultivators did not refute.

Li Mo played with the bone incense burner for a moment, then took the initiative to communicate with the inanimate statue from the outside world.

Immediately afterwards, Li Mo's figure disappeared from Tianjing Residence. The demons took a long breath and knelt down in the house in silence.

The demon cultivators took the initiative to make an oath to keep the secrets about the Thirteen Immortals secret.

Li Mo knew that it was of little use. Unless the twelve senior sisters kept silent, the news that Wusheng Old Mother had accepted a disciple would soon become known to everyone.

"No matter what, if you have a high status in the Demon Sect, you can get more benefits."

After Li Mo returned to the cave outside, he put away the statue of Wusheng God and released Taiyi Fatian to continue looking for a more remote place.