Immortal Immortal

"Sacrifice the dead..."

The Heart Beast Sect has most likely held two death rituals.

The first sacrifice to the dead caused Tianchenzi to ascend to the immortal world.

According to Li Mo's guess, the first time for the sacrifice of the dead was in the middle of the great changes in the world, not long after Chen Tiangang's transformation into an immortal, but it must have been earlier than the Buddha's ascension.

The second time to worship the dead is when the remaining disciples call for the arrival of Tian Chenzi from the immortal world.

Li Mo recalled the vision of Tian Chenzi's arrival and transformation in later generations, and there was indeed an indescribable existence revealed.

The altars in the tombs and sword tombs are like offering sacrifices to the dead, calling for the arrival of gods.

"Won't the altar also summon some ghost thing?"

If it weren't for the elders in the Void Refining Stage, Li Mo would have probably found an opportunity to escape. Even if he could gain millions of guests, he couldn't risk his life.

There was a mountain of flesh and blood on the altar, and mortals with mutilated bodies knelt beside them. Their minds had already gone crazy.

"How evil."

After Li Mo roughly scanned the altar, he turned his energy back to clearing away the artifacts.

Unknowingly, the number of residents in the small world of Corpse Mountain has exceeded 900,000, making the mountains densely packed with graves.

The spirit root worm took advantage of the situation to reach two hundred spirit patterns, and headed towards three hundred.

What surprised Li Mo was that after the Buddha's magic body devoured hundreds of thousands of heads, the progress of the Five Qi Stage also accelerated imperceptibly.

"Jie Jie Jie, if there is another resident of the Million Corpse Mountain, I am afraid that the Buddha's magic body will have the hope of reaching the Void Refining Stage within a hundred years."

Li Mo's eyes were full of enthusiasm.

However, he did not continue to maintain nearly nine thousand natal flying swords, but intentionally handed over some sword demons to other sword cultivators to handle.

The appearance of the natal flying sword remains the same, but actually the inside has begun to decay.

"A large number of natal flying swords have been out for a long time, and the symbiotic law body has no time to breed. It will also take a certain amount of time for the flying swords to transform into dragons."

Taboo was the only disadvantage of the symbiotic Dharmakaya, and Li Mo didn't want to expose it. Reducing the number of flying swords would make it easier to deploy.

Fortunately, Lu Yuan had achieved his purpose of coming to the graveyard and had no objection to Li Mo's behavior of fishing in troubled waters.

Of course, the corpse is still Li Mo's possession.

Even Chang Yi has been defeated, how can the other sword cultivators dare to get their hands on the corpse of the sword ghost.

When the number of residents in Corpse Mountain reached 1.1 million, the number of Cocoon Swords dropped sharply, and the city became a thankless night tour.

Seeing this, Li Mo recharged his energy and began to select sword ghosts with Taoist bodies.

The remaining sword ghosts can be killed little by little with the sword array, or handed over to colleagues to deal with.

After being silent for more than half a month, Chang Yi became active again, fighting sword ghosts with his medium and low swords alone.

I want to use this to stabilize my Taoist heart.

Facts have proved that Changyi's actions are indeed effective, and his use of sword energy has been greatly improved.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he could not keep up with Li Mo's progress. The latter realized several types of sword intent in just ten days.

Li Mo himself no longer paid attention to the sword marks on Symbiosis's body.

He found that once a certain spirit possesses the superior sword intent, the understanding of the intermediate and inferior sword intent is almost a matter of course.

All four bodies can improve their talents. Li Mo's transcendent understanding has caused the Bodhi Fruit to become useless and is occasionally used to feed the tattooed beast.

"coming……"

Lu Yuan's voice sounded, and all the sword cultivators put away their swords in unison.

The smell of blood permeates the air.

From the altar came the heartbreaking chanting of mortals, their words filled with fanaticism.

Even if mortals are just the manifestation of the consciousness of the body, it is still a replay of the disaster eight thousand years ago, and they can glimpse the horror of the drastic changes in the world.

With a thought in Li Mo's mind, the sword array used to kill monsters was transformed into an illusion array, guiding all the sword ghosts to the center of the city away from the altar.

Until then.

Only then did they realize that Li Mo's talent was not only reflected in his practice, but also that the formations he arranged were extremely mysterious, far beyond the scope of understanding during the distraction period.

If Taoist Ye Zhuo were present, he would definitely laugh sarcastically.

"Don't think about comparing yourself with Li Mo in any field. The gap in talent is like clouds of mud. Just feel the despair."

Four mortal old men stepped onto the altar respectively.

Their speech seemed very clear, they chanted specious scriptures, and their limbs danced wildly on the altar.

Li Mo frowned slightly.

The memories that occasionally emerge from the Book of Creation indicate that the events that occurred at the Tomb and Sword Tomb all occurred in Shaoquan Town eight thousand years ago.

Compared to Wumen City, which was full of violent deaths, Shaoquan Town seemed to be experiencing a bloody sacrifice.

"etc."

Li Mo thought to himself: "Is it possible that the two towns have a cause and effect?"

"Suddenly one day, the people of Shaoquan Town noticed that Tianjianmen had closed the mountain and closed its sect, and they couldn't help but go to Wumen City to find out the situation."

"As a result, hundreds of thousands of people in Wumen City died in strange and inexplicable ways."

"The residents of Shaoquan Town were terrified. At some point outside the city, there were monsters and demons. They were trapped inside the city and eventually they all went crazy."

Li Mo repeatedly confirmed his memory and realized that his guess was very close to the truth.

Lyrics came from the altar.

"This earth is built as an altar to offer sacrifices to heaven. We ordinary people are willing to repay heaven's merits, wish to repay earth's merits, and wish to use our bodies to invite the spirits of heaven and earth."

Dong-dong-dong, the human skin drum was beating, and the expressions of the mortals became even more hysterical.

The flesh and blood on the altar squirmed, and white bones were connected and extending continuously, growing out of the pile of corpses like buds sprouting.

Li Mo's heart was beating wildly, and he controlled his facial features to remain unchanged.

Because he noticed that the white bones were in the shape of a ladder, wrapped in a thin layer of flesh and blood, slowly climbing up to the clouds.

"It's true that they are offering sacrifices to the dead, but are they planning to call the immortal gods to come, or are they planning to climb up the ladder to the immortal world..."

Several images flashed through Li Mo's mind.

In the real Shaoquan Town, the scale of the Immortal Staircase was far larger than today's altar, and it was at least made of the flesh and blood of hundreds of thousands of creatures.

"A bunch of lunatics, and how a mortal can conjure a path to the fairy world with simple sacrifices is so fucking ridiculous."

There was a hint of helplessness in Li Mo's eyes.

But since mortals can be released into the fairy world after their heads are cut off, let alone blood sacrifices, there is no need to pay attention to any logic in the drastic changes in the world.

The old man on the altar continued to sing.

"The food used in sacrifices must be divided and eaten after the ceremony, so that the gods can eat the rest."

The mortals couldn't help but gobble it up, their missing limbs grew out, their skinny bodies gradually filled up, and they all felt grateful.

In the memory of the Book of Creation, the changes of ancient mortals are even more horrifying.

Li Mo saw it.

The dirt on the mortal body falls off on its own, the soles of the feet are supported by blooming flowers, and bursts of clear air flow from the seven orifices.

"The body is like a shadow in the clouds, empty and pure, yet the physical and mental aspects can still be seen."

"It's for heaven and humans."

It was impossible for Li Mo to admit his mistake. The Tao body transformed from a mortal was clearly an [innate saint], even closer to an immortal body than his innate saint.

Unfortunately, the memory of the Book of Creation came to an abrupt end again.

He really wanted to know the truth of what happened eight thousand years ago, so he couldn't help but stare thoughtfully at the four altars in the graveyard and sword tomb.

The old man shouted heartbreakingly.

"Sacrifice to the immortals and repay their kindness with piety."

"Invite the Immortal to come!!!"

Li Mo's pupils shrank, seemingly paying attention to the sacrifices at the tomb and sword tomb, but in fact he was shocked by the tip of the iceberg shown in the Book of Creation.

He didn't even have time to pay attention to the graves. After confirming that there was no danger, he devoted himself to peeling off the cocoons.

No one noticed Li Mo's absence, and then the elders of the Void Refining Stage appeared one after another.

The fairy ladder swayed, and the end of the hundred-meter-long ladder was shrouded in clouds and mist, and a figure was moving.

Lu Yuan released his sword energy to suppress the immortal ladder, and said coldly: "Ignore the sword cultivators in the tomb. The three of us mainly focus on recruiting disciples."

All the sword cultivators were a little shocked. They didn't expect that there were actually disciples in the graveyard sword tomb.

Chi Baicheng explained: "If a sword cultivator dies and disappears in the tomb, and if the whole body happens to be preserved, it will sink into the depths of the sword tomb."

"They are said to be graveyard sword cultivators, but in fact they are puppets without any intelligence. However, they do possess a unique Taoist inheritance, but they can only show up through... blood sacrifice."

Chi Baicheng's words were concise, and he did not tell that the blood sacrifice was related to the Immortal Ladder, and that it was an alternative reenactment of the dramatic changes in heaven and earth eight thousand years ago.

The graveyard swordsman has no spiritual intelligence and will completely lose control soon after he comes to this world.

He became one of the thousands of sword ghosts in Tianjian Sect.

"Thunder comes."

Lei Gong spat out without hesitation, and summoned a large thunderbolt from his mouth, directly burning the mortals around the altar into charcoal.

"Leisu and Qiu Shuang each take 30% of their disciples, and Da Ri takes 40%."

"Yes." Lu Yuan responded in a deep voice.

Chi Baicheng nodded, used his natal flying sword to capture the heart of the scorched corpse, then added various spiritual material powders and put them into an earthen altar.

A special flying sword pierced the earth altar, and then a large number of spiritual talismans were attached to it.

"The soul is back, the soul is back..."

Chi Baicheng's spiritual energy was consumed quickly, and then a strong wind spread on the ground. A red wooden coffin emerged with corpses inside.

"Yes, 2,800 people are enough for us to replenish our disciples."

Lei Gong laughed with satisfaction, and the sword wind rolled up nine hundred coffins. Later, the corpses needed to be ignited to revive their spiritual wisdom.

The corpse will retain the memory of Shaoquan Town.

First, they were distributed to the outer gate of the Twenty-eight Sword Tombs. After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, they were then taken into the inner gate. When they reached the distraction stage, they were informed of their origins.

Generally speaking, even if Tianjian Sect is rich in resources, it will take thousands of years to advance to the distraction period.

Most of the false memories of the sword cultivator in the grave have been forgotten, and only a few people were affected and went crazy.

"Let's go, let's go. I don't want to stay in the graveyard for a long time. It's so scary."

Lei Su cast a spell and wanted to destroy all the altars in one fell swoop.

"Not urgent."

Lu Yuan stopped him with words, then stretched out his hand to remove his head, and then pressed Yang Niu on his neck, and the flesh healed in the blink of an eye.

"I'm going to go to the depths of the tomb and pick up some Taoist traditions."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Based on the relationship between Yu Xiao and Li Mo, Lei Gong had no reason to refuse.

"Chi Baicheng, what do you say?" Lu Yuan looked threatening, his yangniu head seemed to make it difficult for him to control his emotions, and his sword intent was overflowing.

"Okay, bring me one more Ghost Sword Body."

Lu Yuan flicked his head, and his figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only his head floating in the air.

Li Mo just finished digesting the memory of the Book of Creation, which he had pondered over in horror, and took the initiative to release his flying sword to protect Lu Yuan's head, and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you three seniors."