Immortal Immortal

The scene in the Fox Immortal Taoist Temple was simply unsightly.

The skinny swordsman himself was severely alienated, with large areas of burnt black covering his chest, causing his internal organs to be exposed.

The flesh and blood showed an unusual dark red color, and the body temperature continued to rise.

After the incident, the alienation of the skinny sword cultivator began to intensify. The mixed sword intent from the fox fairy sword ghost eroded the body and soul, and the cultivation gradually declined.

"Hey hey hey..."

The skinny swordsman didn't care, sitting on the window sill and waiting.

The Fox Fairy had already crawled back to the sword stand, and there was only a faint scent of sandalwood filling the room, and the sounds of flesh and blood could be vaguely heard.

After a moment, a deep sigh came: "Mr. Lang, do you think I look like a human being?"

"Like, like, like, naturally."

After the skinny sword cultivator said this, he felt the sword ghost's taboo rising.

The chest injury healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the internal organs regained some vitality, and all the broken ribs grew back.

"Fortunately, that lady went crazy in time, so no one paid attention to [Human Fox]. If it were any later, I would be unable to suppress my alienation."

Ganshou Sword's monastic name [Yezhuo], he visited the Great Sun Sword Tomb when he first entered the period of distraction.

Because he used many tricks during his practice, his body and soul were seriously eroded by the sword's intention.

Taoist Ye Zhuo has disappeared since then, and most swordsmen thought he was dead. Unexpectedly, three hundred years later, he is still as comfortable as a fish in water, and his cultivation has reached the perfection of the residual body stage.

"Once Taiji goes crazy, I have to find a way to divert the human fox flying sword."

"If there are further signs of out-of-control alienation and no Taoist temple can be found to transfer the alienation, then we can only leave it to fate..."

Taoist Yezhuo turned to look at Renhu.

The human fox's taboo is "not like a human being". It will ask others about its appearance. If the answer is that it is not like a human being, Lingzhi will fall into madness until it tears the target into pieces.

If the answer is human-like, the human fox will temporarily transform into a human form.

Taoist Yezhuo used the taboo of human foxes and combined with the secret method of dual cultivation to force the sword ghost to suppress the alienation of the body and soul.

In a sense, it is also obtaining resources derived from taboos.

"It won't take long. When my five Qi are condensed, my alienated body will be able to suppress most of it. I won't have to be limited by human foxes everywhere."

Taoist Yezhuo noticed that the human fox was about to wake up and hurriedly got out of the Taoist temple.

He hid in the corner of the courtyard wall, and several rays of light flashed past his head. They were all fellow swordsmen who had gone to search for resources in Ziyang Palace.

Taoist Ye Zhuo was slightly disdainful.

"Everyone is pedantic in their thinking, and naturally they have to use unconventional means to obtain resources. The more sideways they are, the more useful they will be in the Sword Tomb, hehe."

He bowed his back slightly and walked like a rogue in the city. His natal flying sword, which looked like a sword but was not a sword, was tucked into his waist, and he walked slowly towards the entrance of the alley.

Just as he was about to walk away, Taoist Ye Zhuo's expression suddenly became thoughtful.

There was a faint Taoist aura coming from Zhishan Temple. If he was not mistaken, it was related to the soul-inducing lamp of the Demon Sect that had been destroyed.

Taoist Ye Zhuo murmured with a hint of regret: "The human head of the soul-inducing lamp is very suitable for refining flying swords. It is a pity to destroy it. But how can Taiji's Taoist body be related to the soul-inducing lamp?"

"Is it their unique acquired Taoist body [Flying Barbarian Ghost Head]? It's a bit different."

Taoist Yezhuo paused and stared at Zhishan Temple with a stern look.

He realized that the Tao body's aura was unstable and leaked. It must be that Taiji's corpse had just been occupied by the flying sword, and there might be an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Old Taoist, my fortune is changing today. Taiji is rumored to be the Thirteenth Immortal of Wusheng Cult. He must have something valuable on him."

Taoist Yezhuo touched it.

When he approached Zhishan Temple, he did not notice any obvious sword aura, and the sword stand in the main hall was no different, which showed that he had not made a mistake.

The doors and windows of Zhishan Temple are covered with twenty middle-grade magical instruments, and the lavishness is staggering.

Taoist Yezhuo held his natal flying sword and noticed the figure in the main hall through the curtain. An ordinary man was crossing his legs and closing his eyes.

At present, there is no alienation of the body and soul, but the previous scenes of seven or eight kinds of sword intent are definitely not fake. It is estimated that he is struggling to his death.

"Not quite dead yet?"

He looked at Li Mo, focusing on the Phantom Fish Sword stuck beside him.

"High-quality magic weapon, hehehe, let's do this. I will take you to the human fox to heal your wounds. Isn't it too much to take a magic weapon from you?"

The more Ye Zhuo Taoist sees it, the more he becomes jealous. The magic weapon may have been refined hundreds of times and kept warm for a long time. Maybe there is a chance to become a false magic weapon.

In order to prevent being settled by Empress Luo Yangqiu, even if Li Mo only had one breath left, he did not dare to kill him, but this did not prevent him from obtaining benefits.

Get a high-grade magic weapon and get an opportunity to suppress alienation.

Very reasonable.

Taoist Yezhuo smiled strangely, pushed aside the curtain, turned over and entered the main hall.

Just when his right foot stepped into the main hall, he suddenly had the illusion of parting the clouds and mist, and felt an inexplicable dizziness in his five senses.

"Illusion? Illusion?"

Taoist Ye Zhuo's face turned pale. If he hadn't known that Li Mo would not reach the Nascent Soul stage, he would have turned around and fled immediately.

But the phantom formations that can be arranged in the Nascent Soul stage to confuse and distract people are scary enough.

Taoist Yezhuo's blurred vision recovered, and the figure he saw was completely different, and inexplicable fear surged in his mind.

After Li Mo's physical training in the Sunlight Dharmakaya, his body has exceeded three meters.

The skin is covered with tattoo lines containing various sword intentions, the eyes are yin and yang, and there is a hole in the forehead that emits billowing smoke.

Li Mo opened his eyes, and a seven-color halo rose behind his head.

The feeling of oppression is like reality.

What shocked Taoist Yezhuo the most was that Li Mo was far from the Nascent Soul stage as rumored by the outside world. Just the terrifying energy and blood as strong as a river could indicate the state of the latter's distraction stage.

"Well……"

"My dear fellow Taoist, I'm Ye Zhuo. I'll pay you a visit when I'm passing by..."

Bang bang bang.

The sound of bones growing was heard.

Li Mo still maintained the posture of cross-legged cultivation, two long and narrow arms grew out of his ribs, and he slapped the ground hard with his palms.

He disappeared in an instant, and Taoist Ye Zhuo felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

"Which fool without eyesight is talking about the Nascent Soul stage? You are a seasoned expert."

Taoist Yezhuo was not aware of it for a moment, and he did not even have time to release his spiritual consciousness. It was impossible to catch Li Mo's speed with the naked eye.

After half a breath.

Li Mo suddenly appeared in front of Taoist Ye Zhuo, and the surging energy and blood spread out.

"you……"

Before Taoist Yezhuo could say anything, a dozen flying swords landed on his head, and his body seemed insignificant in front of the sword blades.

It is even more unrealistic to summon the dharma body outside the body.

After all, his body is severely alienated, and if his outer body is rashly separated from his dantian, it is very likely that he will be unable to take it back.

"Were you the one who drew a sword on me earlier?"

Li Mo stretched out his hand and touched Taoist Yezhuo's eyebrows. The sun's sword intent acted on his fingertips, and the dazzling light made his Niwan Palace extremely transparent.

"No, no, no, no, how could it be me? That human name is Xu Guang. He has thirty-six Taoist temples and is one of the top five sword cultivators in the Divination Stage of Ziyang Palace."

After Li Mo tricked out useful information, he couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Taoist Xu Guang tested himself and found out that he most likely had an unusual attitude when he saw Luo Yang, and he later had many peeks at the mountain view.

It doesn't matter, let's settle old accounts slowly.

"Brother, I don't mean any harm. Look..."

Taoist Ye Zhuo's face was full of hospitality. After a quick glance, he realized that Li Mo was unfathomable and he really didn't want to be an enemy of him.

He has been in the profession for three to four hundred years, yet he shamelessly calls Li Mo his senior brother.

Li Mo took his finger away, but the flying sword was still placed above Taoist Ye Zhuo's head.

Taoist Ye Zhuo also had sword intent, but it was an inferior sword intent [fireworks]. Facing the sun's sword intent, it was difficult for him to even resist.

"Don't worry, where is the Taoist temple you are stationed at?"

"Where... there is no Taoist temple."

"Guess whether I believe it or not." Li Mo nodded slightly and took out a Sunlight Treasure Vase in his hand. When he shook it, the sound of sword blades clashing was heard.

Taoist Ye Zhuo wants to cry but has no tears.

After three hundred years of caution, he was about to be promoted to the fifth stage, but he was ruined by greed.

"Senior brother, I really didn't lie to you. It is indeed safe to stay in the Taoist temple, but it is not the only option. There are many other ways."

Seeing that Li Mo's hostility had subsided, Taoist Yezhuo continued: "For example, there is a Taoist temple to the south. The cocoon sword inside is taboo for living creatures."

"Just plug the nine orifices with jade and lie down in the coffin to rest."

Li Mo was speechless. Taoist Ye Zhuo had not communicated with anyone for a long time, and he kept talking about the fifty years of cultivation in the coffin.

"Fellow Taoist Yezhuo, let's do this. There are three side halls in Zhishan Temple. You can stay here for a few days."

Li Mo was not familiar with Ziyang Temple, so he lacked a swordsman who knew the taboos of various Taoist temples.

If he was left to explore by himself, he would not be able to figure out the street in the year of monkey, horse and moon. The number of Taoist temples in Ziyang Palace is at least 100,000.

Taoist Ye Zhuo can survive until he is in danger, but he is a good partner, at least he is not related to any miscellaneous forces.

As for whether it would cause trouble, Li Mo felt that there was no need to worry too much.

The only virtual training period in Ziyang Palace is Luoyang. No matter how strong he is in the other distracting periods, Li Mo will not worry too much about being in the same realm.

Taoist Yezhuo had cold sweat on his forehead, and subconsciously glanced at Renhu's Taoist temple from the corner of his eye.

"I see."

"Not good." Taoist Ye Zhuo knew that he had been manipulated, and he couldn't help but think of dying together, otherwise the fate could be imagined.

Li Mo shook the Sun Treasure Vase, and the spiritual power of the Sun poured into it.

He came to the window and opened the curtain. Taoist Ye Zhuo was holding his natal flying sword, leaning over and staring at Li Mo's neck, his robe soaked in cold sweat.

"Look, fellow Taoist Yezhuo, the sky is really bright and clear."

At some point, there were thick clouds covering the Renhu Taoist Temple, and the weeds in the courtyard were swept into it by the howling wind.

Li Mo played with the Sunlight Vase and made a tipping motion.

"Here comes the sword."

Boom boom boom.

The pouring white light sword rain covered the Taoist temple, and the sun's sword power remained within a small area. The Human Fox Taoist Temple soon became riddled with holes.

Taoist Ye Zhuo's face turned pale, and the sword intention of the sun was not something he could resist.

There was a mournful cry from the Human Fox Taoist Temple, and the sword rain stopped abruptly.

Li Mo threw away the blood-hidden soul and swept away the remains of the human fox cocoon sword. It contained the Tao body [Demon-Sealed Demon Body], so how could it be wasted.

Everything in the Taoist temple has turned into extremely gorgeous seven-color spiritual materials, which look like a work of art in the sunset.

Countless eyes turned to Zhishan Temple. Li Mo picked up the sun vase and toasted.

"Jie Jie Jie."