Immortal Immortal

Li Mo opened his eyes, and the symbiotic Dharmakaya that had just entered the distraction period stabilized, and the sword bag actively swallowed the spiritual energy of the small world of Corpse Mountain.

The fusion of the symbiotic Dharma body is obviously deeper than that of the Buddha Dharma body.

Taisu Dharma Body actively filters out the haze spiritual energy and absorbs it, and the rest of the spiritual energy pours into the dragon ball, and the growth of cultivation complements each other.

But the problem is also serious.

Li Mo can clearly feel Taisu Dharmakaya's rejection of Wanhua Dharmakaya. If he is not careful, the two are likely to experience backlash.

"Fortunately, there is the imprint of the Book of Creation, and the cancer cells keep an eye on the state of the Dharmakaya. Otherwise, the symbiotic Dharmakaya will inevitably be walking on thin ice."

The Wanhua Dharmakaya already somewhat resembles a horned dragon, firmly occupying the center of the dragon ball.

The efficiency of the natal Flying Sword Dragon Transformation is quite good, but it is a pity that it has reached the level of distraction. It is estimated that it will take anywhere from a hundred days to half a year.

The taboo of going out is extended to ten hours, provided that no distortion is carried out.

The cancer dragon will be destroyed in half an hour.

"For the time being, let's focus on the Buddhist magic body. After all, we can complete the derivation of the martial arts in the near future, and we can break through the Five Qi stage."

The 400,000 Taoist priests in Xia Dao Palace are assisting in the deduction of Tao seeds, and the practice of both Buddha and demon is almost ready.

"The scale of Xia Dao Palace is still too small. We need to find opportunities to expand..."

"Huh?"

Li Mo's expression was subtle.

After the big cancer was promoted to a high-level magic weapon, the cancer cells had begun to spread in the restaurant. However, after noticing the figure of Taoist Ye Zhuo, he discovered that the latter had been trapped on the third floor for a long time.

However, Taoist Ye Zhuo's life was not in danger, so he never noticed it.

………

All the windows on the third floor were closed, but thick smoke and dust came out of the gaps.

The room was extremely dark, and the furnishings were no different from those in the kitchen. There were more than a dozen corpses hanging from the ceiling, and an indescribable stench filled the air.

The ribs of all the corpses were exposed, and fresh fruits and vegetables grew from their internal organs.

There were footsteps in the corridor outside the kitchen, and from the fleeting shadow, it could be seen that it was a huge figure over three meters tall.

"Damn it, why did two sword ghosts come to the third floor at once? Now that my senior brother is still in seclusion in the lobby, how can I escape alone?"

Taoist Ye Zhuo murmured to himself.

He took the initiative to bind his soul with blood and hid on the eaves above the pile of corpses, staring intently at the sword ghost swaying in the corridor.

Just a moment.

The sword demon stepped into the kitchen. He was wearing greasy linen clothes and had a swollen belly about one meter in size, which seemed to contain a living thing.

Taoist Ye Zhuo only dared to pay attention to the sword ghost with his peripheral vision.

He called the sword demon in front of him "cook".

Although the cook is not like the storyteller or the accountant, and does not have the body of a big night traveler, he is far more difficult to deal with than an ordinary small night traveler.

"A guest ordered a stir-fried dish of three delicacies, with asparagus, radish, and lotus root as the main ingredients, all freshly picked from the Beili River..."

Taoist Ye Zhuo's hair stood on end.

Because the waiter's voice came from the cook's stomach, and then, the corpse hanging upside down in the corner began to proliferate with flesh and blood for no apparent reason, and various ingredients for stir-frying grew out of its internal organs.

Yes, the two small night tours are connected into one.

Taoist Yezhuo had never seen a similar sword ghost before, and suspected that it was caused by his death during his lifetime.

"Perhaps as my senior brother said, the sword ghosts in the town were once ordinary mortals who lived in the so-called Wumen City thousands of years ago."

"Well."

Taoist Yezhuo frowned slightly. Not only were the corpses derived from food, but he himself was also inevitably eroded by taboos.

Through internal vision, you can notice that there are green sprouts on the surface of the organs.

Fortunately, Taoist Yezhuo had swallowed the corpse wine in advance and was still able to barely suppress the alienation that was about to start, and he would not be seriously injured.

Bang bang bang.

The cook came to the corner, pulled the body over and took out the ingredients.

The waiter also introduced the scenery along the Beili River as if entertaining guests. The two were in sharp contrast and looked extremely strange.

Taoist Yezhuo's limbs were stiff, and the breathing talisman was stuck to his upper, middle and lower dantian.

He was only half a meter away from the cook, and he could even feel the Sword Demon's breath, suffering both mental and physical torture.

A bright white flame rose from the stove.

The cook threw the ingredients into the pot and stir-fried them. As the high temperature burned, all the ingredients emitted a stench like rotten meat.

"It's time to serve!"

The waiter yelled, then stretched out his arm from the cook's throat, grabbed the fried vegetables and then retracted it into his stomach. After a few breaths, there was a sound of pushing cups and changing cups in the cook's body.

Taoist Ye Zhuo's muscles tensed up until the noise gradually faded away.

"Please come in, guest officer."

Sword Demon stepped out of the kitchen, and the suffocating atmosphere in the room eased slightly.

Taoist Ye Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Sudden.

The cook stopped at the entrance and exit of the aisle, and the waiter's voice also stopped abruptly.

Taoist Yezhuo's face turned red, and he firmly grasped Xue Zanghun with his right hand. He doubted whether he had been noticed, and planned to fight for a chance of survival.

"The worst case scenario is that you have to give up your blood and hide your soul, and try to escape with severe injuries to your body."

"It's a pity that after alerting the enemy, the Sword Demon will probably return to the top floor again, and it will be even more difficult to clear the restaurant."

The cook turned around awkwardly and looked straight at the stairs.

Taoist Ye Zhuo was stunned.

The waiter screamed in a sharp tone: "There is fifty-year-old wine in the restaurant. If you want to try it, I will bring it to you."

The smell of alcohol was rising in the room.

Taoist Yezhuo secretly said that his blood turned into wine, which caused his brain to fall into a trance and his spiritual power was out of control.

He suppressed his drunkenness, but Li Mo did not appear at the stairs.

But the Thunder Sword Intention is approaching.

"Middle Sword Intention? Senior brother has made obvious progress every time he retreats. How long does it take from comprehending the Inferior Sword Intent to the Middle Sword Intent?"

Roar! ! !

The cook's body swelled and he ran towards the stairs.

Wherever it passed, the furniture turned into minced meat.

"Bah." Taoist Ye Zhuo opened his mouth and vomited. Several teeth fell out, and his body began to reject bones. At the same time, his flesh and blood were still mutating.

"Fuck, I'm going to die."

Taoist Yezhuo felt that the Dharma body outside his body was about to break free from the middle Dantian.

boom.

Lightning flashed.

The cook hit the wall surface hard, and the thunder-patterned dragon, which was more than four meters long, wrapped around the sword ghost, and the thunder it spit accurately landed on the sword ghost.

Sword Intention [Drawing Thunder]

"Brother, help!"

Li Mo stepped to the third floor, where the cancer cells forcibly suppressed Taoist Ye Zhuo's injuries.

As soon as Taoist Yezhuo opened his eyes, he saw a scene that shocked him. Various dragons emerged from Li Mo's mouth and nose, and sword light spread out in all directions.

We haven't seen him for a long time. Li Mo is still in the residual body stage, but he has undergone mysterious and mysterious changes.

Roar.

The cook struggled to get rid of the group of dragons, tore off his arm and threw it at Li Mo.

The arm turned into a half-human, half-pig creature in mid-air.

Clang.

The Phantom Fish Sword is unsheathed.

The kitchen fell into dead silence.

Taoist Ye Zhuo lost all five senses, his consciousness seemed to see a full moon as dark as ink, and the terrifying Yin sword intent made his scalp numb.

When Li Mo took back the Phantom Fish Sword, the smell of strange things in the room disappeared.

The cook fell heavily to the ground, and inside the cut belly flesh was a skinny sword ghost "shop waiter" with his hands wrapped around his knees.

Taoist Ye Zhuo's hair stood on end.

There are a lot of traces of the five degenerations of heaven and humans on the body of the sword ghost, and at the same time, sarcomas are constantly growing.

Li Mo didn't throw the sword ghost into the small world of Corpse Mountain as a guest. He simply sealed it with a sword trap and placed it openly in the kitchen.

At the moment when the sword ghost's breath was cut off, the top floor shook slightly.

Li Mo looked up at the ceiling.

Taoist Yezhuo's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, fearing that Li Mo would go up to the top floor without saying a word, and there might be a big night slug hidden inside.

"Brother, let's set up the magic circle on the first three floors first, and then test it..."

"That's too late."

Li Mo said with a solemn expression: "Have you not noticed that the Huoling Palace is still sinking? The second floor of the Tongjian is far from over."

Nowadays, more and more pig-headed people gather in the town, and the clouds are filled with kites.

If Li Mo guessed correctly, the taboo of pig-headed people is [letting fly kites]. Paper kites can pull the Huoling Palace into the deepest part of the bronze mirror.

There are already scattered sword ghosts wandering around the streets and alleys.

Can the existing sword cultivators stop it?

Absolutely, but only if hundreds of sword cultivators kill the pig-headed man together.

Without the order of the three elders, Li Mo felt that uniting sword cultivators was unrealistic, and he did not want to be the first person, which would be completely thankless.

"If we can't take control of the restaurant, there will be more troubles ahead."

"But……"

Li Mo narrowed his eyes and said: "Most of the other sword cultivators are confident. They may have obtained contact with the Tiangong period sword cultivators. Next, our enemies are not just monsters."

"Senior brother, a restaurant is not a magic weapon. It cannot withstand the lingering power of the distraction period."

"I have no intention of killing Da Yeyou. I just need to drive him out of the restaurant. Even if Da Yeyou makes a comeback, the trapped sword platform set up will be enough to eat a pot."

"If you hold on to the restaurant, you can at least live a peaceful life for a while."

Taoist Yezhuo stopped trying to persuade him. The situation in Huoling Palace was indeed not good now.

Even calling Yang Niu got no response.

Li Mo was surrounded by jackal dragons, and all kinds of sword intentions echoed each other. The tattooed beast was also ready to move beside him, and his momentum became more and more fierce.

"Close your eyes."

"ah?"

Taoist Ye Zhuo didn't react for a moment.

Then he saw the phantoms of the tattooed beasts gathering together and turning into extremely rich smoke.

The smoke and dust were made up of countless sword energies, and were like a colorful lake, with thousands of dragons swimming inside, and a huge beast in the center.

"Dharmakaya outside the body?!!"

Just for a moment, before he could clearly see the appearance of the giant beast, Taoist Ye Zhuo's eyes were bleeding, showing how sharp the edge was.

"hiss……"

He realized that Li Mo did not summon the dharma body outside his body, but only used the dharma body indirectly, and the residual power could already hurt him.

"What kind of Dharmakaya is it?"

"No, when I dealt with Chang Qing earlier, the physical body shown by senior brother was completely different. It was filled with the sword intention of the sun and the sword intention of the moon, rather than the pure and extreme swordsmanship..."

Taoist Ye Zhuo thought of Li Mo's mixed spiritual energy, and a guess popped into his mind.

"Double Dharmakaya?"

How could Wusheng Cult find a freak? Didn't Li Mo have a vision from heaven when he was born? How come there was no news about Tianjianmen before?

"go."

Li Mo mobilized the Symbiotic Law Body through the Great Wilderness Immortal Body to prevent the Sword Demon from causing the Symbiotic Law Body to riot and accidentally destroy the restaurant.

Two thousand natal flying swords sank into the upward staircase.