Immortal Immortal

Taoist Yezhuo knew what was going on and did not ask further questions. He then started preparing intensively, mainly to refine the previously exchanged resources into talismans.

In a really dangerous moment, the magic talisman might be able to save two people's lives.

The flesh-and-blood banyan tree outside the window was still growing tirelessly, and soon it exceeded ten meters, forming a sparse jungle.

Many pig-headed men stood there, looking up at the sky in strange postures.

The strange and inexplicable situation made all the sword cultivators feel terrified. They had no idea about the profound meaning behind Qingming Festival.

There are many shops only two or three meters away from the flesh and blood banyan tree.

They watched helplessly as human-head-shaped fruits sprouted from the branches of the flesh-and-blood banyan trees. Some of the banyan trees were even transformed by familiar colleagues.

The fear caused can be imagined.

Only Li Mo can practice peacefully, nourishing the Buddha's magical body with body-replenishing wine while paying attention to the conditions of Dragon Ball and Horned Dragon.

He discovered that as the relationship between the foundation spiritual object and the Nascent Soul deepened, the two were gradually breaking away from the category of dragon-like spiritual materials.

After all, neither sword babies nor beast babies are pure dragons.

As the size of the dragon ball increases, complicated spiritual patterns are revealed on the surface. The spiritual patterns represent birds, beasts, scales and insects, making them extremely mysterious.

The horned dragon began to degenerate, becoming more like an insect, a dragon, a carp, and more and more like a flying sword.

Li Mo was delighted by this insight, and it wouldn't take long before he could try to break through the distraction period.

"On the contrary, Xuanci Qiying can wait a little longer."

If the Nascent Soul can complete the initial fusion when it is promoted to the Dharma Body outside the body, it can save a lot of trouble. Let's not consider the Xuanqi Ying for the time being.

"After the incident at the Great Sun Sword Tomb, we can start practicing a technique suitable for Qi Ying."

Li Mo was thinking a lot, and time was passing by day by day.

The fruits of the flesh-and-blood banyan tree are spread all over the branches. Although the fruits are human-shaped, they all have various deformed characteristics.

Seeing the twisted appearance of the humanoid fruit, even Taoist Ye Zhuo could not help but feel nervous.

"What the hell."

Taoist Yezhuo squatted at the window, staring at the outside world through the gap.

Snapped.

I don't know how much time has passed, but when the fruit that first took on human form fell off, the flesh and blood banyan tree also withered and decayed in just a few moments.

A flesh-and-blood banyan tree can usually produce seventy or eighty human-shaped fruits.

The remaining remains of the banyan tree were piled on the street and were soon covered with grass.

No matter how you look at it from Taoist Yezhuo, they all look like graves with coffins buried in them, and the pig-headed people are the relatives who come to visit the graves.

"Damn, it's really Qingming Festival."

The fruit is constantly squirming and slowly sprouting limbs.

Taoist Yezhuo swallowed.

He noticed the looming organs inside the translucent pulp, and the swordsmen who had once died were now coming back to life.

Dozens of Taishanyans had dull faces, staring naked at the tomb. There was an umbilical cord connected to the tomb in their abdomens, sucking nutrients.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

Taoist Ye Zhuo really couldn't imagine becoming one of them.

What frightened him the most was that the humanoid fruit kept focusing on the nearby store, seeming to be ready to come.

"Outing is a festival for officials and scholars, and it represents appreciating the beautiful scenery of early spring."

Li Mo didn't know when he stopped practicing and quietly came to Taoist Ye Zhuo. The latter was so frightened that he almost threw out a few magic talismans.

"For civilians, outing has another meaning."

"What?"

"Begging to live."

Taoist Yezhuo didn't know why. When Li Mo saw this, he explained in a deep voice: "After a winter, the common people have exhausted their food reserves at home and have to buy crops for spring planting. This is the time when money is needed."

"If they have no choice, they will send their children to shops in towns to serve as apprentices. The money they get is almost enough for farming."

"Senior brother, after the age of twenty, you shouldn't need to consume food..."

Taoist Yezhuo was just about to ask when he suddenly realized that what Li Mo was talking about was thousands of years ago, and his eyes couldn't help showing a little astonishment.

Li Mo glanced at Taoist Ye Zhuo, drew out the Phantom Fish Sword and said, "If I read it correctly, the dead sword cultivator has been transformed into a sword ghost, and the next step is to move into various shops."

"You should know what the increase in the number of sword demons means, right?"

"hiss."

Taoist Ye Zhuo took a breath.

The Sword Demon will become more difficult to deal with under the influence of the Night Walker God's taboo, which is equivalent to the possibility of the store losing control several times.

Bang bang bang.

All store doors and windows opened simultaneously.

Li Mo and Li Mo could feel that something huge climbed out of the upper floors of the restaurant, and its strength was at least comparable to that of the storyteller.

Clang.

Eight pairs of arms sprouted from Li Mo's side, holding sixteen natal flying swords.

Taoist Yezhuo did not dare to neglect, and sealed the stairwell with hundreds of talismans, and then he and Li Mo faced the upcoming outing together.

"I'll kill the monsters in the restaurant, and you'll be responsible for stopping the new monsters."

"clear."

Li Mo gave Taoist Ye Zhuo a trapped sword platform, "If it is under control, the sword ghost can be directly locked into the trapped sword platform."

"Okay, what about the trapped sword platform in the lobby? Do you want to expand the scope of the taboo?"

"Don't worry about it, so as not to cause unnecessary confusion. Besides...it's too late."

As soon as Li Mo finished speaking, the sword ghosts beside the grave had been completely formed, their umbilical cords were broken, and they were heading towards the shops using their limbs together.

Most sword ghosts instinctively choose stores related to Qingming Festival.

There was no room for suspicion, as a sword cultivator had already gone out to meet him with an ugly look on his face.

After all, if Sword Demon were to enter the store, a chain reaction would likely occur, causing the surrounding stores to fall out of control.

Li Mo ducked out of the lobby.

He looked up and saw a hundred-meter-long sword ghost lying on the top of the eaves.

The sword ghost wears long hair and is 60-70% similar to the storyteller. The body is also from Luanchuan, but the limbs are more slender, and the back is covered with particles similar to abacus beads.

"Counting room?"

Li Mo recognized the identity of the sword ghost and he was not the waiter from before.

Roar! ! !

The accountant shook his head impatiently, flicking the abacus beads, and swung his long and narrow tail towards Li Mo, directly grabbing the latter's neck.

"I've long wanted to show off my skills, but I'm too restrained in the lobby."

Li Mo touched the ground, and his body soared into the air to a height of just over seven meters, and his sixteen natal flying swords also grew to five meters correspondingly.

Thick smoke billowed out from the Cave God's Dharma Eye, and the yin and yang sword intent wrapped around the blade.

The phantom of the tattooed beast flitted around, bringing a sense of oppression as if it were real.

Taoist Ye Zhuo was secretly speechless.

Just looking at the appearance of the two, there is no doubt that Li Mo is closer to a monster, and his strong body does not look like what ordinary swordsmen can possess.

Taoist Yezhuo suppressed his distracting thoughts, and there were thirteen sword ghosts who came to the restaurant one after another.

It was definitely unrealistic to deal with it head-on. All he had to do was delay time, guard the door of the restaurant, and wait until Li Mo took care of the accounting room.

"go."

Taoist Yezhuo flicked the blood to hide the soul, and tied the natal flying sword to the end of his intestines, which was covered with thousands of spiritual talismans at the same time.

Wherever the blood-housing soul passes, the spiritual symbols form a crude magic circle.

"I...recognize you...Ye Zhuo!!!"

Seven or eight Taishan Yan tilted their heads, with indescribable smiles on their faces.

Taoist Yezhuo's pupils shrank, and suddenly there was a heartbreaking pain in his five fingers, and a light red flame had spread to his hands and feet.

"Damn it."

Taoist Yezhuo did not hesitate to cut off his own limbs, since Li Mo's medical skills were there anyway.

The blood-hiding soul began to extend indefinitely within the magic circle, wrapping around the sword ghost's body, even though the fake magic weapon made an overwhelming sound.

If it were any other sword cultivator, they would definitely not take the risk of damaging the fake magic weapon by setting up a formation.

However, Taoist Yezhuo has already received a promise from Li Mo. If the fake magic weapon is damaged, he can reimburse it and use it as consumables.

As if attracted by the silence, another twenty or thirty figures came towards the restaurant.

Taoist Ye Zhuo's scalp feels numb.

At this time, Li Mo opened his mouth and spat in front of the restaurant door while blocking the accounting room.

Hundreds of natal flying swords swarmed out and directly pinned the sword ghost to the spot. Under the erosion of various sword intentions, the sword ghost was unable to move.

"More than a dozen types of sword intent, as well as the endless flow of natal flying swords. Senior brother, senior brother, should I be surprised or should I be accustomed to it?"

Taoist Yezhuo couldn't help but complain a few words, then withdrew his blood-hiding soul, jumped up to the open eaves, and frantically arranged the talismans.

Looking at Li Mo again, the leaked energy and blood had turned into smoke.

"Jiejiejie..."

Li Mo became more and more proficient in using Yang Lei Sword Bones and had the upper hand throughout.

However, every time the abacus bead is moved, his organs will shift, causing a slight backlash in the Tao body, which must be calmed down with spiritual power.

clatter.

The abacus beads chirped softly.

Most of the accountant's injuries were recovered, but they were transferred to Li Mo, and blood suddenly splattered everywhere.

Li Mo didn't care at all, and even deliberately suppressed his vitality and refused to recover. His natal flying sword slashed towards the accounting room from all angles.

The aftermath of the two has left the streets and alleys full of potholes.

"Senior brother, fight quickly!!!"

Taoist Yezhuo tried his best to maintain the magic circle, and quickly reminded Li Moliu as he watched Li Moliu force three points.

The divine eye on Li Mo's forehead rotated faster. After sensing the divine consciousness peering at him, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but show a trace of amusement.

"Yangji Leisheng, die."

Li Mo threw hard.

A natal flying sword of the Yang attribute was entangled with lightning and turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

The Yang Lei Sword Bone allows the Yang attribute flying sword to use Yang to control thunder, which explodes instantly and cannot be easily caught even when distracted.

Chang Qing was far to the west of the city, his eyes filled with resentment.

His body was already full of alienation. After his defeat at the hands of Li Mo, his state of mind almost went crazy, and his cultivation level retreated instead of advancing.

"Thirteen Immortals, if you don't die, I will really feel uneasy."

The natal flying sword in Changqing's palm is filled with sword intent.

"Die."

Chang Qing is confident that he can sneak attack Li Mo with his sword, and the latter will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die. He will find an opportunity to get rid of his henchman in the future.

As for facing the enemy head-on, he didn't even dare to think about it.

Whoosh.

The sound of breaking through the air came.

Chang Qing was stunned on the spot, a flying sword penetrated directly through his middle Dantian, and the surging Sun Sword Intent raged in his body.

The flying sword looks like a dragon, destroying flesh and bones wantonly.

"Thirteen Immortals, advanced sword body? How is it possible..."

Chang Qing couldn't help but look at the restaurant from afar. Li Mo had already beheaded the cashier, and his injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"There is still a chance. My outer body is still there."

At this time, bleeding threads grew inside the flying sword.

As soon as the spiritual root worm moved, Changqing fell into an endless illusion.

The dragon swallowed Changqing and returned to the restaurant.

Cao's thief and his wife are practicing immortality, and they are on the express train!