Immortal Immortal

Li Mo took advantage of the cancer to carefully examine Taoist Bai Shuo's body.

As a result, except for the pothole on his right arm, he only found the alienation caused by the erosion of the sword's will, but it was just a hidden injury caused by Taoist Bai Shuo over the years.

As for the source of scars, Li Mo can only confirm that it is closely related to taboos.

Li Mo used the tip of the Phantom Fish Sword to touch Taoist Bai Shuo's forehead. An Yue's sword intent surged, and the latter's consciousness soon fell into dormancy.

Because of his calmness, the scar disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"hiss……"

Taoist Ye Zhuo took a breath.

He had previously come into contact with Taoist Bai Shuo when he was in retreat.

Although Taoist Bai Shuo's condition felt unstable, it was far from out of control.

It can be seen that as the rain intensifies and the disadvantages caused by unknown taboos are also deepening, the fall of Ziyang Palace will be sooner or later.

"etc."

"Senior Brother Taiji, Bai Shuo should not be the only sword cultivator in Ziyang Palace who has been exposed to the rain, right?"

Li Mo narrowed his eyes and replied solemnly: "What do you think, not many people can react when the raindrops appear."

"Isn't that..." Taoist Ye Zhuo swallowed and his breathing became rapid.

Li Mo stood up and said, "Yes, once the weather clears and the Taoist temple no longer bans all sword cultivators, I'm afraid hundreds of people will go crazy."

"Yezhuo, don't forget, the most popular people in Ziyang Palace are not sword cultivators, but sword demons."

He suspected that the sword ghost would lose control when encountering strangers after being exposed to the rain. The situation similar to that of Taoist Bai Shuo was by no means rare.

Taoist Ye Zhuo trembled all over.

Two to three hundred thousand sword ghosts, if they rioted at the same time, even if they were in the Void Refining Stage, they would die, and the two Distraction Stages were not worth mentioning at all.

Perhaps when the rain first appeared, it was still a threat to the survivors.

But what now?

Each Taoist temple is like a cage where evil spirits are imprisoned. They are like caretakers who have locked themselves into the cage in order to protect themselves.

Li Mo shook his head and said: "I even suspect that Tianjian Sect has not solved the source of the taboo in Huoling Palace because it is worried that the situation may completely deteriorate after the rain ends."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck."

Taoist Ye Zhuo's face was red and he was cursing hysterically. There was nothing more suffocating than being in danger at any time.

Apart from fear, he also felt lingering fear.

"Fortunately, I chose the right time for retreat."

According to Taoist Yezhuo's own habits, if he did not retreat, he would probably go to various Taoist temples to feed himself, and it would be inevitable to encounter taboos.

"Senior brother, you have a good relationship with Elder Luoyang. He should come to rescue me, right?"

Li Mo ignored Taoist Ye Zhuo and took out a large amount of spiritual materials.

The spiritual materials are all whole logs, most of which have been growing for hundreds of years, and even moist soil can be found at the roots.

Taoist Yezhuo didn't know where Li Mo got the spiritual materials, but he was sensible and didn't ask.

Li Mo's left eye turned into a lunar star, and the Dark Moon Sword Intent spread around him until it covered hundreds of types of logs and spiritual materials.

Taoist Yezhuo had to sigh that Li Mo's use of sword intention was as perfect as fire.

"Senior Brother Taiji, have you perfected your sword?"

"almost."

Li Mo originally wanted to complete the four levels of [Sword Meridian and Sword Vein Circulation Magic] before leaving the level, but he encountered trouble with Taoist Bai Shuo.

It is true that Kenshin was just completed not long ago, but it is slightly different.

[The wonderful method of recreating the Peiyuan Sword Heart] is to recreate the Peiyuan Sword Heart in the body, which can be used to warm and nourish the natal flying sword, and can also replenish the sword body.

However, Li Mo's natal flying sword is either one-time use or integrated into the body of the law. The meaning of cultivating the sword heart is really of little significance.

His choice was to let the bone marrow replace the role of Peiyuan Jianxin.

Give up warming and nourishing the natal flying sword, but retain the benefits of Taiji sword bones.

Through countless experiments, Li Mo turned the spine from a liquid state into a gel state, which can absorb spiritual power and replenish it to the bones.

The fusion between Taiji Sword Body and White Bone Treasure Body becomes even closer.

Li Mo flexibly used the Dark Moon Sword Intent to test the properties of the log spiritual materials, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"The gloomy wood can store sword power, but it is toxic; the quality of Suojiang wood is slightly inferior, but the advantage is that it is extremely strong..."

Li Mo thought for a long time and picked up a log as black as iron.

"Let's use Yin Erosion Wood. It complements the Dark Moon Sword Intent. It's fairly light in weight and the woody fragrance it emits can inhibit alienation."

Li Mo opened his mouth and spit out a wooden natal flying sword.

The flying sword looks like a carp, and its tail swings when it swims in mid-air. Unfortunately, it still has a lot of useless and deformed organs.

When the Arowana Nascent Soul Sword-Raising Sutra is imprinted, the style of Feijian will surely be closer to that of a carp.

"go."

As the flying sword shuttled up and down, the corroded wood turned into a thick coffin.

Li Mo didn't wait for the coffin to be completely formed, and was already distracted refining it.

Before Taoist Yezhuo could react, the log spiritual material had turned into a high-grade magic weapon that could be refined in a short period of time.

"Brother, what are you..."

Taoist Ye Zhuo's eyelids twitched wildly, fearing that Li Mo had prepared it for him.

"Isn't it easy for you to die? Just find a place to lie down."

As Li Mo spoke, he meticulously carved the fire spirit pattern into the coffin, and the Hundred Refining Magical Artifact immediately transformed into a forbidden pseudo-magic weapon.

Taoist Ye Zhuo froze on the spot.

Although he knew that Li Mo's skill in refining weapons was far beyond ordinary, he never thought that he could easily refine a fake magic weapon.

The spiritual pattern on the surface of the coffin would make me feel dizzy just by looking at it for a few breaths.

The complexity can be imagined.

What shocked Taoist Yezhuo the most was that judging from Li Mo's ease, even refining a magic weapon shouldn't be difficult.

In Taoist Yezhuo's impression, there are very few weapon refiners who can refine magic weapons.

Li Mo has only been promoted to the distraction stage for a long time. There is a high probability that he has already been exposed to magic weapon refining in the Nascent Soul stage. The talent for refining weapons is more terrifying than the talent for cultivation.

Taoist Yezhuo stroked the coffin gently and couldn't help but admired: "If you really want to die, it's worth dying in a magical coffin."

"Ye Zhuo, get ready. We will evacuate the mountain view today."

"good."

Taoist Ye Zhuo nodded repeatedly.

The situation in the Huoling Palace is unknown. Staying in the Ziyang Palace is indeed not a long-term solution. It is unrealistic to place hopes on the Tianjian Sect.

Li Mo put Taoist Bai Shuo into a fake magic weapon and threw it to Taoist Ye Zhuo.

"It's up to you to refine the fake magic weapon [Black Coffin]. Remember, don't open the cover if Bai Shuo does anything."

"Senior brother, even if there is something strange in the black coffin, I will admit it."

Taoist Yezhuo hugged the black coffin tightly, wishing he could give Li Mo two kisses.

The Heavenly Sword Sect advocates the natal flying sword. In order for the disciples to focus on swordsmanship, even the inner sect cannot pick out a few fake magic weapons.

Taoist Ye Zhuo is not good at swordsmanship at all and relies entirely on his knowledge of taboos.

With the black coffin in hand, the certainty of saving one's life in the taboo is increased by 30%, not to mention that the black coffin has the potential to be promoted to a magic weapon.

"Bai Shuo is deeply affected by taboos. The closer he gets to the source, the more serious his condition becomes. We can use this to avoid disasters."

There was one more thing Li Mo didn't say.

If the taboo continues to spread, everyone will be affected.

The Great Sun Sword Tomb is a small planet-shaped world, and the two of them do not have the strength of the Void Refining Stage, so how can they escape from the scope of the Sword Tomb.

If all eight major areas are affected by disaster, it will be important to stay away from the source.

Taoist Yezhuo carried the black coffin on his back and returned to the side hall to collect the cultivation resources he had arranged, while Li Mo continued to refine other magic weapons.

Li Mo considered that no matter how serious the taboo was, it would only affect the Great Sun Sword Tomb and the Heavenly Sword Sect to the extent that it would hurt the muscles and bones.

Being able to gain enough benefits from disasters is crucial to spiritual practice.

Li Mo secretly used his magical power to refine weapons.

【Trapped Sword Platform】

[The embryo of the magic weapon is refined from the flesh, blood and bones of the innate sword body, and is tempered with the help of quenching stone powder, Zhuoling distiller's grains, and ethereal power to make the weapon. 】

The trapped sword platform is modeled after the sword platform in a Taoist temple. It cannot be sealed for a long time, and it lacks the pseudo-magic weapon of spiritual pattern achievement. Its power is limited to sword ghosts of Xiao Yeyou and below.

But while the rain is pouring, there is no problem in searching for a batch of suitable sword ghosts.

"Jiejiejie..."

Li Mo sprouted more than a dozen pairs of arms from his ribs and worked non-stop to refine the trap sword platform.

The appearance of the trapped sword platform is a bit like a shrine. The moment the refining was completed, the sword ghosts suppressed in the side hall suddenly moved.

Li Mo refined ten trapped sword platforms before he stopped and ducked into the main hall.

The trapped sword platform is suspended in mid-air.

Li Mo drew his sword without hesitation and directly cut through Zhuo Zhu's sword platform. The sword ghost transformed from the statue into an indescribable oil.

Zhuo Zhu immediately chose to snatch the spiritual altars of the other sword ghosts.

Upon seeing this, Li Mo signaled the tattooed beast to reduce its sword power, and then rainwater fell on the eaves, and the smell of corpses in the rainwater filled the house.

Zhuo Zhu squirmed impatiently, and after a moment of hesitation, he got into the trapped sword platform.

Li Mo poured the sword-washing wine into the trapped sword platform at the right time, and Zhuo Zhu gradually transformed into a miniature god, but he was still injured by it.

He discovered that small cracks had appeared on the base of the Trapped Sword Platform. "In about twenty years, the Trapped Sword Platform will be completely destroyed."

Li Mo put all the other sword ghosts into the trapped sword platform.

Buzz.

The Kun Whale is coming.

Li Mo deliberately made the Kun Whale's body only a little over 200 meters tall to facilitate the concealment of its aura, and placed the trapped sword platform in the open space on its back.

Taoist Ye Zhuo witnessed the whole process and was shocked beyond words. He immediately realized that Li Mo wanted to take advantage of the sword ghost.

No, how can it be said that it is taking advantage of someone's situation?

If the sword ghost continues to stay in the Taoist temple, he will probably die.

"But... Tianjianmen doesn't have a catalog of magical weapons that ban sword demons, right?"

Taoist Ye Zhuo's mouth twitched. He still underestimated Li Mo's skill in weapon refining. Even if it could be used to establish a sect, it would be more than enough.

It seems that none of the thirteen immortals of the Wusheng Sect is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Li Mo jumped up, and after Taoist Ye Zhuo came to his senses, he quickly followed behind in the black coffin, and the two landed next to the trapped sword platform.

"gone."

The Kun Whale's mouth and nose spit out water mist, making its body disappear in the heavy rain.

Red Fox and Mandrill return to the small world of Corpse Mountain.

The mountain view was exposed to the rain, and the side hall made an overwhelmed sound and soon collapsed into ruins, attracting the attention of a large number of sword cultivators.

However, the magic circle still existed, and they could not see the specific situation clearly.