Immortal Immortal

Lu Yuan's head hung in the air, his eyelids moving slightly due to his superficial consciousness.

He could pass through Yang Niu's stomach and return to the present world at any time. Lei Gong and the other two were not too worried and waited patiently.

Chi Baicheng glanced at Chang Yi and said: "The Taoist inheritance of the graveyard is indeed a shortcut for sword cultivators, which can free the body from dependence on the flying sword, but it is too extreme."

"For example, the Ghost Sword Body will become flesh and blood if you are not careful once it is made, but it can use [self-eating] to improve its cultivation."

Lei Gong chuckled, "The Ghost Sword Body seems to be able to be integrated with most sword bodies, but Lei Su and Da Ri are incompatible."

The two of them were obviously trying to wake up Li Mo and Chang Yi.

Changyi thought thoughtfully, and using the Ghost Sword Intent to reach the advanced Taoist level might increase the possibility of competing with Li Mo.

As for Li Mo, his mind was not at all on the inheritance of the tomb.

He stared at the altar with a subtle expression, using the Cave God's Dharma Eyes to the extreme, trying to see clearly the appearance of the disciples in the tomb at the end of the ladder.

Li Mo secretly said: "The Immortal Ladder in the Graveyard Sword Tomb is just a derivative of taboos, but eight thousand years ago, an immortal did come to Shaoquan Town..."

"Not just once."

Li Mo's cave spirit eyes turned, and the silhouette of the figure at the end of the ladder became more and more familiar.

He did not hesitate to ask: "Two seniors, why do you feel that the figures of many grave disciples are somewhat similar?"

Chi Baicheng was stunned. He didn't expect Li Mo to be interested in the Fendui disciples.

Lei Su replied with a smile: "Since the disciples of Fengdui are puppets of Sword Tomb, their bodies have naturally been reshaped by Sword Tomb. They are almost exactly the same. Perhaps they are the same as in ancient times..."

After he realized that he had made a mistake, he changed the topic and said: "Sooner or later you will enter the Void Refining Stage, and there will be plenty of opportunities to come to the tomb."

Lei Su suddenly felt a little envious that Li Mo could be found in the Great Sun Sword Tomb. He was also a natural-born immortal. Yu Xiao's attitude towards the elder was similar to that of the Taoist boy guarding the cauldron in the alchemy room.

The problem is that they don't dare to offend yet.

"Thank you, elder."

Li Mo thanked him again, but his mind recalled the memories in the Book of Creation.

When mortals summoned the four immortal ladders through blood sacrifices, immortals indeed responded to them, and sixteen figures came from the end.

What shocked Li Mo the most was that the figures who descended into the mortal world were all Chunyangzi.

That's right, not only did they look the same as Chunyangzi, their expressions were also the same, exuding an aura that made Li Mo's heart palpitate.

The mortal's face is fanatical, but his eyes reveal uncontrollable greed.

It was like seeing livestock that had been kept in captivity for a long time.

"Chun Yangzi has indeed become an immortal..."

The time for the sacrifice of the dead in Shaoquan Town was just after the beheading of twenty-eight immortals.

It seems that Chunyangzi used some means to return the Immortal Queen to the mortal world again. Perhaps for him, there are still unfinished things in the mortal world.

As soon as he left the range of the Immortal Ladder, Chunyangzi started coughing violently.

Their exposed fairy energy was gradually dissipating, their faces were flushed, and their rapid breathing seemed to contain poison in the air.

Only a dozen breaths.

Eight of the sixteen Chunyangzi died suddenly, and five died later due to organ failure.

The remaining three Chunyangzi all turned into mortal old men again.

Li Mo suspected that Chunyangzi was using incarnations to adapt to the mortal environment, but he didn't see the priority of the sixteen bodies.

Mortals gathered around Chunyangzi, who was unable to restrain a chicken.

"I'm lucky enough to be favored by the immortal. I can't repay you for it. Only...only by eating cleanly can I connect with you, the immortal."

The leader who presided over the blood ceremony kept repeating, and there were people beside him who couldn't wait to pounce on Junyangzi's body, and the sound of chewing could be heard.

Chunyangzi didn't reply and looked around with pity.

Mortals do not realize that they have transformed into heavenly beings. They stand out in the dirty environment, and there is a sense of absurdity that they emerge from the mud and remain untainted.

Bang bang bang.

There was a muffled sound, and the limbs of the mortal who swallowed the corpse twitched for no reason.

Pus gushed out from their mouths and noses, their organs had rotted away, and their intestines and stomachs exploded in a short period of time, with minced meat flying.

The rest of the mortals then fell to their knees and walked into death.

The leader suddenly realized something and pointed at Chunyangzi in disbelief, "You...you took away our...mortal bodies, you..."

boom.

Shaoquan Town was quiet.

At the end of the memory, Junyangzi left the town in different directions with a cold expression.

"First of all, Chunyangzi had anticipated the situation in Shaoquan Town in advance. Even though he was an immortal at the time, he was still extremely afraid of it, so he gave mortals a fortune before coming to the mortal world."

"Creation allows mortals to transform into heavenly beings, and also eliminates certain hidden dangers."

In Li Mo's memory of the drastic changes in the world, mortals are simply contradictory.

On the one hand, they are victims of disasters. The world is empty, and most mortals die under the waves without any resistance.

On the other hand, they are the perpetrators of disasters.

The death ritual in Shaoquan Town was not about praying to immortals to save him. Li Mo repeatedly checked his memory and came to only one conclusion.

[Mortals are hunting in Shaoquan Town. 】

After the mortals, who had no power to restrain the chickens, went completely crazy, they treated the immortals who could change the world as domestic animals, summoned them to the mortal world, and brutally ate them.

It can be seen from the attitude of mortals towards Chunyangzi that they have held many death rituals.

Li Mo couldn't understand how mortals relied on them to destroy the Tianjian Sect, which even made the immortals daunted.

At least the mortals in my memory are not special at all.

The truth of the drastic changes in the world is extremely close, as if there is only a layer of window paper between them.

The immortal world at that time was probably in a mess, and there was probably no shortage of immortals who wanted to avoid danger in the lower realm, which led to frequent sacrifices to the dead and fasting rituals.

Clang.

A slight sword cry sounded.

Lu Yuan's head opened his eyes, and then fine cow hair grew out.

The moment his head turned into a yang ox head, a sword light flashed past his mouth.

"It's still the same deep inside the tomb. It's hard to tell the direction. It's really not easy to collect the entire Taoist heritage. Chi Baicheng, you owe me a favor."

Lu Yuan appeared, holding a series of brains in his hand. They were obviously sword slips that stored Taoist inheritance, with brains slowly dripping from them.

He threw the sword slip of the Ghost Sword Body to Chi Baicheng, and the other sword slips belonged to Li Mo.

"Don't give me all those polite words. I told you before you came to the Tomb of Swords that I can help you obtain the inheritance of the Tomb."

Li Mo said nothing and put it into a personal storage bag.

Chi Baicheng nodded and added: "Taiji, I will send Qiu Shuang's Taoist inheritance some other day, but I have a merciless request."

"Senior, tell me."

"The sword body of the Qiu Shuang Sword Tomb is called [Frost], and it matches the sword body of the dead ghost in the tomb. However, there is no specific way to advance. If I find a connection, please let me know."

Chi Baicheng softened his tone, understanding that it was only a matter of time before Li Mo reached the Void Refining stage, and with the latter's qualifications, it would not be difficult to create a method.

"Master, you..."

Chang Yi stopped talking and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Easy to do."

Li Mo has Chi Baicheng's promise and has obtained five of the twenty-eight sword tombs.

The identity of the Chief of the Sword Tomb is indeed convenient for collecting spells, and coupled with the qualifications of a natural immortal body, there is no need to worry about the opportunity to complete the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Bones.

"A lot of time has been wasted. It's better to leave without delay."

Lei Gong had no intention of staying long, and released bursts of thunder to clean the altars in the town. The unpleasant burnt smell poured into his mouth and nose.

After the traces of the altar were erased, the town became nothingness.

Some streets and alleys were turned into mass graves, with corpses strewn everywhere.

"Taiji, you can take away another 100,000 bodies. Remember, it can only be less and not more, so as not to affect the recruitment of disciples a hundred years later."

After hearing what Lu Yuan said, Lei Gong changed his impatience and smiled: "Since the Queen already has needs, it doesn't matter if she waits for another half day."

Lei Su Sword Cultivator had never seen Lei Gong give in, and he couldn't help but look in disbelief.

"It doesn't take half a day, half a stick of incense is enough."

The shadows on the soles of Li Mo's feet spread.

Everyone once again saw the treacherous and unpredictable methods of the Thirteen Immortals. They were not like sword cultivators, but were clearly mixed with a large number of magic spells from the magic sect.

The ghost tiger's phantom is like an abyss, traveling unscrupulously through the town.

A moment later, one hundred thousand corpses were lying neatly in the small world of Corpse Mountain, gradually becoming a member of the small world industry chain.

In fact, Li Mo has restrained himself.

If you use the Dharma Body to devour it, it will be easy to remove all the corpses.

Lu Yuan grabbed Yang Niu's head and said, "We still have to go to the outer sect to place the disciples, and the branches have to keep arguing because of this. It's really annoying."

The sword cultivators summoned their natal flying swords and prepared to leave the graveyard and sword tomb in the air.

Only Li Mo instilled spiritual power into the sword shuttle, and the pseudo-magic weapon turned into four to five hundred meters, opening a doorway to the interior on the surface.

Lei Gong noticed the well-organized rooms inside the sword shuttle and couldn't help but marvel.

The house number says "retreat room", "alchemy room", "weapon refining room"...

"Why don't all the seniors and fellow Taoists come and take a rest in the sword shuttle? You can rest for at least ten days on the way to the outer gate."

Li Mo's invitation to the sword cultivators was naturally careful to prevent the forces behind the scenes from taking action again.

Lei Gong narrowed his body to two meters, "Where did you get it? I remember that although the Sihai Chamber of Commerce sold similar magic weapons, they were far less than the size of the sword shuttle in your hand."

"Back to the elder, this junior modeled it on the sword shuttle of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce."

Lei Gong was speechless and walked into the sword shuttle with Lu Yuan.

The other sword cultivators followed behind.

Including Chang Yi, they suddenly became accustomed to the talents displayed by Li Mo, first in formations and then in weapon refining. A natural born immortal is indeed something that ordinary people cannot predict.

When the sword shuttle smoothly rushed out of the sword tomb, the sword cultivators felt the convenience of the pseudo-magic weapon, which was like carrying a blessed land and cave with them.

Lu Yuan said in hindsight: "Yang Niu harvested a fake magic weapon earlier. It must have been refined by Taiji, right?"

"The trapped sword platform is mainly used to temporarily ban sword ghosts."

"When I have the opportunity, I will show the trapped sword platform to the elders of each sword tomb. Maybe the catalog of magical artifacts can be exchanged for several Taoist traditions."

During the distraction period, the sword cultivator looked at the sword shuttle with extremely hot eyes.

However, their relationship with Li Mo was not very good, and they were all paupers, and they had no shame in asking about the value of the sword shuttle.

Li Mo naturally hoped that Lu Yuan would help obtain the Taoist inheritance, "Elder, you also need magic weapons for daily travel, right?"

"Sword cultivators do not borrow foreign objects, and sword control is also honed..."

"Elder, there is a room at the bow of the ship suitable for sword practice, which can simulate the heavy pressure of the water."

"Uh, okay."