Immortal Immortal

After Zhang Guo swallowed the Bodhi Fruit, he began to utter unclear words in his mouth, and then his body expanded uncontrollably.

Some of its roots have penetrated into the soil, and their condition looks a bit abnormal.

"..."

Li Mo quickly released his spiritual consciousness to check Zhang Guo's condition.

Zhang Guo's importance to Corpse Mountain Small World is self-evident. It has at least half of the credit for the small world's current prosperity.

At the same time, Zhang Guo plays the role of Taoist ancestor. Once he dies in an unknown way, the grass and tree monks of different spiritual attributes will definitely fall into civil strife.

Fortunately, Bodhi Fruit had no impact on Zhang Guo's life.

Li Mo could feel that all the energy in Zhang Guo's body was concentrating on his back, and at the same time, his spiritual intelligence had indeed increased significantly in a short period of time.

He opened his palms, and the spiritual energy gushing from the mountain of corpses nourished Zhang Guo.

Zhang Guo's dozen or so heads shook unconsciously. After absorbing a few breaths of spiritual energy, he was promoted to the middle stage of the weak crown, and his roots began to wave.

Li Mo saw that the trajectory of the roots had a unique Taoist charm, and there was a faint shadow of the magic circle, and his eyes showed thoughtfulness.

The Bodhi Fruition lasted for half a day before Zhang Guo came out of the state of enlightenment.

Just a Bodhi fruit can save Zhang Guo at least several decades.

Li Mo couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

I originally thought that Bodhi Fruit has more miraculous and magical effects, but currently it seems to be far inferior to Peiyuan Fruit.

"Wow yeah."

Zhang Guo didn't know what he was talking about. He knelt down and kowtowed to Li Mo, pointing his arms at his back.

Li Mo glanced at Zhang Guo and still didn't find it, "Zhang Guo, you should go back to Corpse Mountain Small World to retreat. First stabilize your cultivation."

After all, the Secret Realm of Mantra is filled with the spiritual power of the Great Sun and is not suitable for cultivation by grass and tree monks.

Li Mo took Zhang Guo into the main peak of Corpse Mountain's small world. The latter stood on the top of the mountain scratching his head, and after a moment he closed his eyes to absorb the wood spiritual energy.

"Huh?"

Li Mo looked surprised.

He originally thought that Bodhi Fruit was only limited to blessing spiritual wisdom, but he accidentally noticed that Zhang Guo's efficiency in absorbing spiritual energy was obviously becoming faster.

Li Mo's eyes turned clockwise, and he immediately noticed clues.

In Zhang Guo's body, a little acquired wood spiritual root the size of a rice grain actually grew, which could help it communicate with the spiritual energy of the outside world.

"So it turns out that the Bodhi Fruit can nourish the existing spiritual roots. If the body has no spiritual roots, it can be used to derive the acquired spiritual roots."

While Zhang Guo was practicing, his acquired spiritual roots were also slowly being replenished.

However, according to Li Mo's estimation, it will take at least eight to nine hundred years to be complete. If the Bodhi fruit is swallowed, it will be around twenty.

Li Mo licked his lips, took out a Bodhi fruit and threw it into his mouth.

Under the attention of his spiritual consciousness, he could clearly see that the Bodhi Fruit spread out from the blood and was absorbed by various spiritual roots along the blood vessels.

Including five internal organs corpse spiritual root, brain Buddha spiritual root, furnace golden spiritual root, and temple Yin spiritual root.

The nourishment of his spiritual roots was not obvious, but it had nothing to do with the Bodhi Fruit. It was simply because Li Mo's foundation was too strong and his spiritual roots were far beyond ordinary.

If it were any monk, he would benefit a lot.

A flash of excitement flashed in Li Mo's eyes, and he threw it in the direction of the bottle mouth.

Before the other tattooed beasts could react, the ghost tiger opened his mouth and swallowed the Bodhi fruit with a proud expression.

Roar! !

The world in the bottle suddenly became agitated, and even Jin Chan, who had always been quiet, couldn't help but gather around Li Mo.

They eagerly beg for Bodhi fruit.

Zhulong was the most courageous. He picked up the corner of Li Mo's clothes and dragged him along, trying to pull the latter out of the wine pool and feed him well to Uncle Long.

"Come here one by one. We are not unscrupulous now. We are in a dangerous secret situation. It is impossible for you to be unscrupulous."

After appeasing all the tattooed beasts, Li Mo couldn't help but observe the situation of the ghost tiger.

Ghost Tiger leaned over the mouth of the bottle, whimpering and whispering came from his mouth, and the Yin Spirit Root, which was also the size of a grain of rice, slowly grew in his body.

When the Yin Spiritual Root first took shape, Guihu's control over spiritual power greatly increased.

"Yes, even if you don't use your arms to summon the tattooed beasts, with the blessing of acquired spiritual roots, they can stay in the outside world for a long time."

And he had a hunch that once the tattooed beast had a complete acquired spiritual root, it would undergo an extraordinary transformation.

Li Mo was very satisfied.

The only trouble is that the tattooed beast needs fifty bodhi fruits to replenish its spiritual roots. The seven tattooed beasts are conservatively estimated to have more than three hundred.

After he finished picking up the wool of the White Bone Sect, he only got a hundred Bodhi fruits.

Li Mo couldn't help but look at the meat column. After losing a large amount of nutrients out of thin air, it looked sluggish and its tissues were dissolving from time to time.

The number of flying swords in the city is getting worse and worse.

The people kept wailing, and unformed flying swords broke out of their bodies, joining the blockade of the Twenty-Four Arhats.

The Secret Realm of Mantra is in ruins, filled with mortals who are about to die but not yet dead.

Li Mo calmly absorbed the spiritual energy of the sun while paying attention to the current situation of the secret realm.

For the next half month, the White Bone Sect did not make any move, seeming to realize that there was a third force hidden in the Secret Realm of Mantra.

The proportion of the Great Sun Spiritual Energy has stagnated, remaining at 82%.

All the Nascent Soul monks were out of trouble, and they cooperated with each other to arrange magic arrays to resist the sword array, but they did not dare to take out the flying swords in their bodies.

Someone tried to suppress the flying sword, but was immediately cut into pieces by the sword rain above them.

The twenty-four Arhats sat cross-legged on the spot, only attacking the flying swords within thirty meters of themselves, and reciting deep and difficult scriptures in their mouths.

They strictly abide by the former rules of the Shingon sect.

Even though the Seven Treasures Buddha has disappeared and foreign enemies have arrived in the hinterland of the secret realm, the expressions of the Twenty-Four Arhats remain unchanged.

Elder Luohuo was at the center of the formation, and seemed to instinctively feel that the sword formation was enough.

boom!

Flying swords suddenly flew towards the kowtowing Arhat, instantly engulfing the Arhat. The twenty-four Arhats immediately released their Buddha power to resist.

As a result, the flying sword lasted for half a breath before being retracted.

All the Nascent Soul cultivators took a deep breath and kowtowed. On top of the Arhat's heavenly spirit cover, a badly damaged flying sword was inserted at some point.

"Amitabha."

The Twenty-Four Arhats felt a sense of crisis at this time, but it was obviously too late. The sword formation directly stirred up wind and sand, and the secret realm was shrouded in dust.

The Nascent Soul cultivators could hear the harsh sound of metal colliding, as well as the movements of the twenty-four Arhats when they took action, and the sword rain was sparse.

Sword refining has entered the next stage, and the Wuzang Sword has begun to target the Twenty-Four Arhats.

Elder Luohuo continued to accumulate sword arrays and repeated the thoughts that were engraved in his subconscious during his lifetime, but it was obvious that the progress was lagging behind.

If the flying sword is successfully used to parasitize the twenty-four arhats, most of the goals of the Wuzang sword will be achieved.

The Great Sun Spiritual Energy of the White Bone Sect is still stuck at an embarrassing 82%, and the people behind the scenes have vaguely noticed that something is wrong.

It seems that there is an invisible pair of hands balancing the White Bone Sect and Wu Zang Sword.

"We are only half a step away from the holiday."

Li Mo opened his eyes and leisurely advanced to the late stage of weak crown. His brain nerves were also being repeatedly tortured and could carry more spiritual power.

It doesn't matter if the tonic wine is exhausted, just use the medicinal power of Pei Yuan Guo to ripen it.

Li Mo had the illusion of stealing other people's resources to practice cultivation, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, as the big cancer continued to absorb the nutrients of the flesh column.

However, the White Bone Cult obviously wanted to test, so it did not provide much nutrition.

In order to ensure the sustainability of resources, Li Mo maintained the proportion of extraction at about 40%, which should be within the range that the White Bone Sect can bear.

"The water flows slowly, and there are almost two hundred Bodhi fruits."

Li Mo let out a strange laugh. The medicinal power of Pei Yuan Guo has reached more than 5,000 years. The Pei Yuan Guo on the branch is as warm as jade and emits a shimmering light.

Just by looking at it, I can't help but feel the appetite in my heart.

Li Mo secretly planned the use of Pei Yuan Guo's medicinal power. It was probably certain that the three magic weapons would be promoted to the middle grade.

But that was after leaving the secret realm, and now I still seize the time to practice.

The aura of the great sun accounts for 85%.

Six of the twenty-four Arhats have fallen and become vessels for warming the flying sword.

The aura of the great sun accounts for 91%.

The area of ​​the Glazed Pure Land began to shrink, and half of the Shingon Sect Arhats fell, but the scale of the sword formation also suffered.

Elder Shi Jin had no choice but to send the mortals in Wumiao Town to the secret realm.

The aura of the great sun accounts for 95%.

Li Mo finally broke through to the fake elixir stage with great difficulty, perhaps due to the phosphorescent Buddha spirit root, and the fake elixir he bred was of extremely high quality.

The aura of the great sun accounts for 94%.

That's right, Li Mo saw that the spiritual energy was about to snowball, so he gathered another wave of wool. The number of Bodhi fruits was more than enough to be used as a tattoo beast.

The game between the two parties in the secret realm has also reached its most critical moment.

Li Mo decisively stopped intervening, and finished the elixir formation of the spiritual power of the sun, and asked Guihu to bury the cancerous shrine as deep as possible underground.

Wait until the great sun's spiritual energy fills the secret realm.

Unexpectedly, the White Bone Cult did not stop the sword refining from continuing.

During the flow of the spiritual energy of the great sun, the Arhats of the Shingon Sect were restricted, and the remaining Arhats were successfully parasitized by the flying swords, and everything returned to peace.

Elder Shi Jin frowned and stared at the secret realm with confusion.

Beside him were thousands of terrified mortals, crowded in the corner of the bottle world. The Wuzang Sword entered and exited the secret realm through the shrine.

"in the end……"

Before Elder Shi Jin could say anything, he turned his head in hindsight.

The cold spiritual power is wanton.

I saw a large number of mortals peeling off their skin and flesh, revealing a skeleton. How could Elder Shi Jin not recognize the demon cultivators of the White Bone Sect?

"It's a pity that my plan was disrupted a little overnight, otherwise it would have been smoother."

Taoist Guhuang signaled his fellow demon cultivators to go to the town to provide warning.

Elder Shi Jin wanted to use his spiritual power, but found it difficult to control his body, and his consciousness sank into darkness forever in regret.

"Take over the sword refining, we have to finish it before the Heavenly Sword Sect comes."

When the Bone Desolate Taoist mentioned Tianjian Sect, his words showed uncontrollable reverence, and the other demon cultivators also had enthusiastic expressions.

"Well, the Heavenly Sword Gate is above."

The layout of the White Bone Sect was hundreds of years ahead of the Wuzang Sword.

Driven by them, the bones of the Twenty-Four Arhats began to proliferate, and their flesh and blood collapsed while gathering towards the center of the town.

The sword array also actively participated.

Ten days later.

A hundred-meter-sized brain-shaped Buddha's Spiritual Root was formed, and the whole body was made of gold. The spiritual energy of the Great Sun rushed towards the Buddha's Spiritual Root crazily.

Taoist Guhuang murmured: "It's done, it's done."

At this moment.

A terrifying suction force emerged from deep underground, robbing the spiritual energy in the secret realm.

The Buddha's light overflowed and suppressed the giant Buddha's spiritual root for a moment.

Guhuang Taoist was dumbfounded.

Because he noticed that this was clearly a sign of the golden elixir being born.

"What the hell?"

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