Immortal Immortal

Luan Chuan died on the banks of the Beili River and turned into a sword ghost who could not survive. He endured thousands of years of torture. However, there are millions of such lonely wild ghosts in the Tianjian Sect.

Li Mo looked around the restaurant.

Unsurprisingly, the restaurant was originally a sword platform that blocked Luanchuan River, and was formed into a building amidst the taboo distortion of the Night Travel God.

Taoist Ye Zhuo swallowed his saliva and said, "At the other end of the restaurant... the sword ghost won't leave the bronze mirror, right?"

He broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but look at the furniture and furnishings around him out of the corner of his eye, fearing that the Sword Demon was hiding in some unknown corner.

"It shouldn't be a problem for the time being. Sword Demon's condition is quite stable, but we must be prepared to deal with Sword Demon's attack."

Taoist Yezhuo didn't know how Li Mo knew the reality of the sword ghost, but since the latter was sure that the rust grease was effective, he was relieved.

Li Mo smiled coldly, grabbed the wooden chair and sat down.

"The Sword Demon has never rioted, so you and I should not be dragged into the bronze mirror. However, in order to prevent danger, I have established three rules."

"One, you can't go to the third and fourth floors of the restaurant."

"Two, you cannot use the stairs of the restaurant and enter and exit through the doors and windows."

"Third, if you see ropes hanging from the beams in a restaurant, leave immediately."

Taoist Yezhuo looked solemn and firmly remembered what Li Mo said.

He wanted to change his residence, but Sansheng asked the two of them to sit by the Beili River. Besides, there were probably sword ghosts in the other buildings.

Now that Li Mo has figured out the taboos, the restaurant is safer.

The two of them applied rust grease to the walls and reinforced the main body of the restaurant.

Li Mo once again communicated with the cave god's Dharma Eyes, and even at the expense of the rattle, he checked the first and second floors of the restaurant and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that everything was correct.

During this period, the Huoling Palace was not without disturbances.

There was sudden movement in the north of the city, and calm returned within half a day.

Li Mo looked to the north. There were twenty or thirty sword cultivators rushing to the source. Most of the sword ghosts had escaped from the bronze mirror. It looked like they were just wandering around for a short night.

Moreover, other survivors kept coming to the Huoling Palace.

“There’s still a long way to go.”

Li Mo sighed. The disaster at the Great Sun Sword Tomb is estimated to last for decades. It is unknown whether there will be any changes in the future.

Taoist Yezhuo realized that he would have to stay in the Fire Spirit Palace for a long time, and said helplessly: "Senior brother, how should we solve the problem of resources? We can't spend hundreds of years banning sword ghosts, right?"

"I can……"

Li Mo just wanted to speak, thinking of providing Taoist Ye Zhuo with some of his resources. Anyway, there was really no end to the corpse wine in the small world of Corpse Mountain.

As a result, Sansheng's head opened his eyes and shouted sharply: "Yangniu, Yangniu!!!"

A cold air filled the lobby. In the stunned eyes of Li and Mo, a pale ghost hand stretched out from the ground.

Li Mo grabbed the Phantom Fish Sword. Taoist Ye Zhuo saw this and said quickly: "Yang Niu seems to be the natal flying sword of Yu Xin Palace Elder Lu Yuan."

The flesh and blood proliferated on the ghost hand, and in a moment it turned into a bony cow head.

Moo~

The cow opened its mouth, revealing its tongue covered with rotten acne.

The head of Sansheng laughed loudly, "Yang Niu is summoned every hundred days, and you can obtain any resources and spiritual materials. Those who are greedy will die badly!!!"

Taoist Yezhuo clicked his tongue in surprise, looked at the cow's head and said: "Elder Lu Yuan is the oldest person in the Void Refining Stage of the Great Sun Sword Tomb. He is at least six thousand years old. The accumulated resources can be imagined."

"Only a few disciples of Yu Xin Hall have seen Yang Niu. I heard that Elder Lu Yuan's treasure is hidden in Yang Niu's stomach. It could only be entered and not come out before."

While Taoist Ye Zhuo was speaking, he directly put his entire right hand into Yang Niu's mouth.

"Normally, you have to pay a certain amount of resources to feed Yang Niu before you can get an object of the same value. I didn't expect that you can get it yourself now."

Taoist Yezhuo thought of several useful elixirs during the distraction period, and then took out his right hand.

His right hand was covered with spit, and there were two jade bottles in the palm. The elixir inside was crystal clear, and there was an agar jade insect trapped in the center.

Li Mo nodded and said: "It's a good thing that the Great Sun Sword Tomb doesn't skimp on resources. It can prevent sword cultivators from killing each other with sporadic resources."

Taoist Yezhuo's eyes flickered and he reached into the cow's mouth again.

"Ahhhh..."

With a scream, the cow's head bit his arm tightly, its yellowed teeth penetrated into the flesh, and the bones made an overwhelming sound.

After a few breaths, Taoist Yezhuo took back his bloody right arm.

"Damn it, don't you just want to get more things? If you don't let go, it won't let go."

The head of Sansheng kept shouting: "Those who are greedy will not die well!!!"

Li Mo ignored Taoist Ye Zhuo, called the newt to help the latter heal his injuries, and then focused on Yang Niu.

He moved his body of bones, and long and narrow arms grew out of his ribs.

It was impossible for Li Mo to bet on his main arm. Even if it could be re-transplanted after the loss, the accumulation of body training would inevitably be wasted.

When his arm reached into Yang Niu's stomach, he felt as if he was in contact with a small world.

An endless little world.

Li Mo even suspected that Lu Yuan should have entered the sect just after the great changes in the world and probably inherited the resources of the ancient Tianjian Sect.

With a thought in his mind, eyes grew out of his palms to see clearly the resources in the cow's stomach. As a result, Yang Niu's mouth suddenly began to close.

Li Mo understood that this was Elder Lu Yuan's warning, so he honestly stopped causing trouble.

"I actually don't lack any resources, I just lack a few foundational spiritual objects."

After Li Mo informed Yang Niu with his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly found a lot of debris beside him.

One by one he came into contact with, and they were all very ordinary foundational spiritual objects.

For example, [Broken Mountain Stone], a spiritual material imbued with a hint of superior sword intent, can be promoted to the distraction stage after being swallowed by a Nascent Soul with the same spiritual attributes.

[Sword Marrow] was conceived after the natural damage of the natal flying sword. Almost all disciples of the Tianjian Sect relied on the sword marrow to lay the foundation.

[Sun Mountain] is refined from a mountain peak that has been dug out of Yang spiritual stone veins. Because the whole body contains Yang spiritual energy, the quality is relatively high.

………

For ordinary sword cultivators, such foundational spiritual objects are enough. After all, they cannot pursue a flawless Dao foundation.

Li Mo was different. The foundation spirit in the cow's stomach was far from meeting his requirements.

"Forget it, let's figure it out ourselves."

"Even if you use innate essence and a large amount of corpse wine to water it to force the birth of heaven and earth spiritual beings, it will still be better than just trying to break through the bottleneck."

Li Mo was slightly disappointed and tried to retract his arm, but Yang Niu spurted hot air from his nose and stared at Li Mo intently.

"I'm not looking down on Senior Yang Niu, but I just haven't thought about it yet."

Yang Niu still refused to let go.

Li Mo said cautiously: "I wonder if Senior Yang Niu has any foundational spiritual objects related to dragons, including dragons."

The foundation spiritual objects within the range dispersed, and four more spiritual materials gathered.

Li Mo raised his eyebrows.

Sword Baby and Beast Baby growled at the same time, obviously being extremely interested in something.

Li Mo started to check.

First, there is an eyeball that is half a meter in size. It comes from a young dragon with pure blood. In ancient times, it was possible for him to survive the tribulation and become a true dragon.

"Yes, it seems that Elder Lu Yuan really has a lot of stuff."

The second piece was half a dragon tendon. Li Mo couldn't tell whether it was a real dragon, but the aura in it was dim, so it was definitely not appropriate to use it to lay the foundation.

As for the third item.

"Eh? Dragon Ball?"

Li Mo was a little unsure and couldn't help playing with the fist-sized ball.

It's said to be a dragon ball, but it's too small.

The Dragon Ball is a special organ of dragons. A real dragon can use the Dragon Ball to control wind and rain. In a sense, it is like a natal magic weapon.

Li Mo consulted ancient dragon-related books and found out that only if a real dragon has survived for more than a thousand years, it has a certain probability of giving birth to a dragon ball.

But dragon balls usually have to be two or three meters in size.

The last founding spiritual object is a piece of mutilated scale armor, which should be the reverse scale of a real dragon, but its nutrients have been exhausted.

Li Mo closed his eyes to communicate with the sword baby and the beast baby.

Both Yuanyingying made it clear that they wanted to swallow the weird dragon ball.

"hiss……"

Li Mo's expression was subtle. He discovered that the needs of the two Yuan Yings were actually different. The Beast Infant had an appetite for the Dragon Ball itself, while the Sword Infant actually sensed what existed inside the Dragon Ball.

"Does the dragon ball have parasites? No wonder the dragon ball is only half a foot in size."

As long as the parasite is completely removed, the twin souls can advance to the distraction stage and even have a closer relationship.

It doesn't matter if the quality of the dragon beads is too low. Li Mo has innate essence, so he can't believe that he can't create the ultimate dragon beads even after spending thousands of years.

Li Mo subconsciously grabbed the dragon ball and closed his teeth suddenly.

Click, click, click...

Taoist Yezhuo originally wanted to see Li Mo's joke, but saw that his arm was emitting the light of the Seven Treasures and he resisted the Yang Niu's bite.

Yang Niu's head gradually swelled, and it was obvious that he was really angry.

Taoist Yezhuo realized that Li Mo was the master who could overthrow Xiao Yeyou physically.

"What a shame, senior brother, please work harder."

"Go away, I don't dare to mess around."

Li Mo gave up decisively. There was indeed a chance that the main arm could be taken for nothing, but behind Yang Niu was an elder in the Void Refining Stage. Sooner or later, he would have to settle the score with the Queen of Autumn.

He brought several types of resources produced by the corpse mountain and placed them in front of Yang Niu.

"Senior Yangniu, can we replace resources?"

Yang Niu shook his head in rejection, his teeth ready to move.

"what about this?"

A rattle appeared in Li Mo's hand. Yang Niu nodded and then shook his head again, indicating that the strange equipment could be replaced, but a broken rattle alone was not enough.

"I understand, thank you, Senior Yangniu."

Li Mo withdrew his arm, then respectfully took out ten jars of aged sword-washing wine, and opened the seal of one of the jars.

Yang Niu's eyes widened and he drank all the sword-washing wine in one gulp.

Moo~

Squirting from mouth and nose.

Yang Niu's anger was swept away, and he nodded and swallowed the rest of the drink into his stomach, but still had no intention of giving up the dragon ball.

Li Mo had to give up and probably had to ban a few more sword ghosts.

"Junior, I have nothing else to ask for. I will come back to collect the Dragon Balls when there are enough strange objects and equipment."

Under the gazes of Li and Mo, Yang Niu got back into the ground and disappeared.

"Senior brother, why don't you take resources?"

"Am I someone who lacks resources?"

Yang Niu had no intention of letting Li Mo come into contact with the dragon-founding spiritual object at first. If he didn't want to please him, he would probably go back on his word.

Of course, he does not need ordinary elixirs.

Li Mo threw down a few jars of corpse wine to help absorb spiritual energy, turned around and entered the back room.

"Try not to leave the restaurant before your head speaks."

Taoist Yezhuo picked up the corpse wine and couldn't help but fall into a daze after smelling the fragrant fragrance.

"Isn't this kind of medicinal wine brewed by Senior Brother Taiji? Is there anything else he's not good at? Damn, his qualifications are amazing."