Immortal Immortal

As soon as Futuo Zhoutian Buddha's hand was branded, Nikko Bhikkhu began to fall into the dormancy of transformation.

Although Sunguang Bhikkhu is a strange Nascent Soul who is neither a Buddha nor a demon, Li Mo is certain that the Taoism he conceived must be related to Buddhism.

Also because of the Nascent Soul Taoist body, he decided to push back the Taoist page slightly.

Using the Taoist page again to deprive him of opportunities must be the Taoist characteristics of the Twelve Immortals.

Li Mo carefully observed the Taoist bodies of the Twelve Immortals and found that some of them were not suitable for him, but they could be completely integrated into the Nascent Soul Taoist body.

If necessary, it is better to wait for the Tao bodies of the Four Yuan Yings to be born.

Due to the lack of blank pages, it is inevitable to postpone it until the promotion distraction period, but only in this way can the benefits of opportunity be maximized.

"Let's take Sunlight Bhikkhu as the main one. After all, the Great Sun Yuanying has the foundation spiritual object, and the fake Buddha is also involved in Tianjian Sect."

Li Mo let out a long breath.

Step by step, I am getting closer to becoming an immortal. Seeing that the period of distraction is not far away, I will inevitably feel a long-lost relaxation in my heart.

Li Mo also knew that perhaps in a medium-sized sect, the distraction period could be considered the top level of combat power, but it was far from enough in a large sect.

"It's difficult to become an immortal in the ninth realm of immortality."

Li Mo continued to transfer spiritual power and at the same time communicated with his consciousness to refine his magical powers.

Although he had no intention of participating in the plans of the Taoist and Demonic parties, he still hid a Gu insect in the Zifu black market and quietly followed the trends.

The next disaster will affect the rise and fall of the world of immortality for tens of thousands of years.

Whether or not he wants to go to Tianjian Sect to seek immortality depends on the outcome of the game between the Taoist and the Demonic parties, and the elder sister’s thoughts cannot be guessed at all.

The newly bred Gu insect after Li Mo's consciousness came to him was named [Stone Dragon], which looks like a ladybug made of rock.

The stone dragon is no different from a dead object. It does not have any characteristics of a living thing, does not emit breath, and cannot be detected even if the spiritual consciousness is scanned.

Unfortunately, Stone Dragon has trouble moving itself and is very fragile.

Li Mo had nourished Shilong with innate essence in advance, barely ensuring that the Gu worms still had some vitality in the environment where alienation was out of control.

He doesn't have to worry about Shi Long implicating him.

Because the relationship between Li Mo and Shilong mainly relies on the ethereal Gu refining magical power, there is no trace of magic inside and outside the Gu.

Li Mo took advantage of Shi Long's survival to witness the demise of Zifu's black market.

Since the Heart Beast Sect came to the Zifu Black Market to help the black market circulate resources with the outside world, the number of casual cultivators once exceeded 20,000.

But when the Heart Beast Sect evacuated, the forces that realized the danger also fled one after another.

The casual cultivators who persisted in staying in Zifu's black market were eventually reduced to remains on the roadside, deformed monsters that may not be human-like.

Zifu Black Market is full of abandoned shops in a mess.

Thick fog covers the mountains.

You can still vaguely see the blood vessels extending from the brainstem waving. From time to time, he grabs a strange thing and devours it, and the smell of blood permeates the air.

The wind blew across the ground, making a heart-wrenching sound.

"It's been a while since the brainstem was intact. It's almost time to get ready, right?"

As soon as the idea came to Li Mo's mind, he noticed a figure walking slowly in the thick fog. His posture looked extremely stiff, not like a real person.

The figure is obviously a flesh and blood puppet, probably just refined recently.

The back is rickety, the head is two or three times the size of an ordinary person, and pus is flowing from the head.

The Taoist robe he was wearing was printed with the words "The Way of Ten Thousand Demons", and he was holding a wooden box in both hands. Even though he was dead, he could not hide the fear in his eyes.

"The Way of Ten Thousand Demons?"

"My realm during my lifetime was at least the elixir formation stage, yet I was reduced to a flesh and blood puppet for no apparent reason."

Li Mo murmured to himself, looking at the seemingly ordinary wooden box, and his body thousands of miles away began to tremble inexplicably.

The patterns engraved on the surface of the wooden box are like children's paintings, which reminds Li Mo of the children herding sheep in Niujia Village. The "medicine basket" they carry is very similar to the wooden box in the hands of the flesh and blood puppet.

But the medicine basket is just a container for storing medicinal herbs.

On the side of the wooden box, there is a line of crooked handwriting carved on it.

[The immortals who spare you are just like the ghosts guarding the corpse. 】

Click.

A crisp sound rang out, and a crack opened on the surface of the wooden box, and blood with a strong smell gushed out, and the flow became larger and larger.

The body of the flesh puppet began to dissolve, and then turned into a puddle of mud.

After smelling the smell of blood, the monster instinctively headed towards the wooden box, but soon followed in the footsteps of the flesh puppet.

Suffocating spiritual power emanates from it.

Click.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Amidst the shrill screams, a mass of horrifically deformed flesh and blood emerged from the box, mixed with a large number of scattered bone fragments.

It's like forcing a person into a wooden box.

It took more than half an hour for the rotten meat to come out of the box, and then it barely formed a rotten upper body.

The Book of Creation began to feed back memories, but only intermittently.

"Spare you an immortal, just like a ghost guarding corpses."

The voice of the man in the box was extremely hoarse, as if a sharp weapon were being rubbed against the surface of a rock, and then his body expanded uncontrollably.

In just a few breaths, he transformed into an indescribable object that was more than a thousand meters long.

The person in the box reached into the thick fog and picked it up. In a moment, he took the brainstem of Wusheng Old Mother in front of him and looked at it carefully as if he had found a treasure.

He reached out and touched his brainstem, mumbling incomprehensible words.

He reached out and picked it again.

The remains of various inanimate old mothers appeared next to the man in the box, and then he pieced together the organs in an extremely cumbersome way.

Obviously the organs are all derived from the head, but the whole body composed of the people in the box is more like...

Female palace.

There was very little information fed back from the Book of Creation, and it was only through Li Mo's combination with the Magic Sect's classics that he realized that the person in the box was probably from the Ten Desires Forest.

"The magic cultivation techniques of Shiyulin seem to be mainly focused on childbirth?"

Li Mo took a breath of cold air, and quickly removed the vitality of the Gu insect before the blood was stained by Shilong, and returned his consciousness to his body.

The Way of Ten Thousand Demons is composed of a large number of mixed inheritances of the Demonic Way.

From the information fed back from the Book of Creation, we can get a glimpse of one side of Shi Yulin. He is a demon sect that advocates fertility, and his disciples are all men.

The state of the man in the box is very strange.

It seems to be between the distraction stage and the void refining stage, and it also reveals an indescribable sense of oppression.

"The Demon Sect is so evil. It's difficult to figure out the specific reality of the Demonic Cultivator just by relying on Gu insects, but it can be seen from it..."

"As if you want to use the remains of an old dead mother to conceive something?"

Li Mo looked helpless.

It's because of my low cultivation level that even if I could catch a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg, I still wouldn't be able to guess what the Taoist and demonic parties were doing.

He didn't want to think too much, so he first promoted all the Nascent Souls to the infant stage.

"Tianjian Sect... just let it go. I'll go find out more information when the Sword in the Cocoon is approaching. A large sect can't have civil strife, right?"

Li Mo absorbed all kinds of spiritual energy, and his Nascent Soul cultivation level steadily improved.

By the way, let’s try to see if there is any difference in the consciousness of the fake soul after transformation.

Li Mo looked at the Niwan Palace and saw that the spirit root worms had given birth to more than 200,000 phantom spirit roots, making the Xia Dao Palace's scale drastically change.

No matter how many times he looked at it, he still felt incredible in his heart.

The Taoist temple formed by more than 200,000 disciples is unprecedented in scale, with pavilions and pavilions arranged like a forest. There are 35 people in the Nascent Soul stage and 340 people in the Dan formation stage.

The spiritual root worm's illusory spiritual patterns have also reached fifty.

Even if the illusory spirit patterns are not real, the power of the magic weapon is real, and the mountain of corpses has already overwhelmed the twin spirit patterns.

And since the existence of Nikko Bhikkhu, the spiritual wisdom of the monks of the Way has never been what it used to be.

how to say.

If Li Mo didn't know that everything in Xia Dao Palace was false, he would only think that the monks there were a little bit intolerant.

It's okay to be innocent at heart.

They repeat their daily practice in a regular manner. After the body's death, they do not immediately revive, but turn into mortals and worship again in the Xia Dao Palace.

"Hunyuan."

Li Mo communicated with the spirit root worm, just by letting the magic weapon come into contact with the breath of Hunyuan, the decoration in the Xia Dao Palace was regenerated.

"Jie Jie Jie, I still find it interesting no matter how many times I watch it."

The decoration of the Xia Dao Palace is close to that of the Ziqi sect, and each of the disciples has a Hunyuan Dao body. The illusion is shrouded in metal dust all year round.

Li Mo then used Mayfly Dream to no longer use himself as a template to construct a false soul consciousness, but actively interfered in the gestation process.

After a while, the fake soul consciousness turned into a Taoist boy and appeared in the Xia Dao Palace.

The Taoist boy devoted himself to Taoism, but because it was not the Hunyuan Taoist body, but the Taoist body [Tuzhu Houzu] that Li Mo had obtained before.

Li Mo noticed that the Nascent Soul monks in the Xia Dao Palace reacted very naturally.

While they were teaching the techniques, they were surrounding the Taoist boy to study the back legs of the soil master, and the invisible Taoist body fusion deduction had begun.

"Jie Jie Jie."

Li Mo couldn't help but laugh strangely. The Xia Dao Palace combined with the fake soul consciousness was like watching a movie with no logic. It was really interesting.

Because of the fake soul consciousness, Xia Dao Palace seems to have pressed the accelerator button.

A hundred years of deduction should be compressed into just a hundred days.

In fact, the style of painting in Xia Daogong was quite normal at the beginning.

Seeing that the false soul consciousness has been unable to enter the Taoist temple, the elders of the Taoist temple just continued to create corresponding exercises, or used foreign objects to stimulate the host's hind legs to find the common ground of the Taoist body.

The results were deduced to about eighty years.

The consciousness of the false soul fell into extreme extremes as always, and Xia Dao Palace led to massacres. In just twenty years, the Taoist temple was littered with corpses.

After a hundred years of deduction, the fake soul consciousness turned into a white-haired old man.

It suddenly looked up and murmured with surprise and joy: "So, everything is fake. No wonder I can't get out of the mountain."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mayfly's dream erased his false soul consciousness.

After a brief period of chaos in Xia Dao Palace, the corpses disappeared one after another, and then returned to the peaceful daily practice of the years.

Li Mo clicked his tongue in surprise and finished digesting the memory of the fake soul consciousness.

The direction of the false soul consciousness deduction is to integrate the external Tao body into itself, and use the conflict between the Tao bodies to integrate the two.

After hundreds of years of deduction, the false soul consciousness has found the common ground between the Hunyuan Taoist body and the back foot of the earth master.

First, the right calf is stimulated to derive the acquired Taoist body [the earth master's rear foot], and then gradually the earth master's rear foot is integrated with the Hunyuan Tao body.

Add a little innate essence, and the feasibility of perfect integration is not small.

As long as Li Mo conducts one or two more deductions of false soul consciousness, he can try to make Hunyuan Wuluo one step closer to the immortal body.

"Before advancing to the distraction stage, try to bring your foundation to a level unprecedented in recent times."