Immortal Immortal

Li Zhuang?

Li Mo fell into a brief trance. The memory of Li Zhuang was very long ago, and he even stayed at the time when he went to Ziqi Sect.

Tian Changwen solemnly conveyed: "Li Zhuang appeared in the stove half a day ago without any warning, and his behavior was very strange."

"He walks in the streets and alleys like a puppet, as if he is trying to create ancient trees."

Li Mo's first reaction was that the target might be himself. After all, he did have a close relationship with Li Zhuang, but it was weird to be so upright.

"What's going on with Li Zhuang now?"

"Our people are guarding him. Li Zhuang's mouth is sewn shut with thin threads. His intelligence is slightly dull and he can't see any inhuman characteristics for the time being."

"Thin line?"

"Well, I asked someone to get the thin thread. It should be silk from the south. It is far from a spiritual material. It is used for weaving in the mortal world."

Tian Changwen passed the close magic circle and sent the thin thread into the giant tree.

Li Mo looked at the thin thread for a moment, and then used the Qi Dan Dharmakaya to decompose it into nutrients. It was indeed made of ordinary silk.

But when it comes to drastic changes in the world, the closer it is to the mundane, the more bizarre it becomes.

"After removing the silk thread, Li Zhuang's mouth was sealed again after a while, and no trace of the spell could be detected..."

Li Mo said helplessly: "It is estimated that it is difficult to explore the truth through conventional means, and there is no logic at all when it comes to drastic changes in the world."

Tian Changwen was silent. He only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of the drastic changes in the world, but they were already at a loss.

Li Mo scanned the rumors from various places and soon found a clue.

In Yaogu City, a woman came back from the dead with her mouth sealed. People in the market said it was because she liked to sow discord during her lifetime. After her death, she was thrown into the tongue-pulling hell, but the King of Hell refused to accept her and let her back.

Li Mo naturally didn't believe in the tongue-pulling hell, but he just wanted to confirm that incidents of resurrection from the dead occurred all over the world of immortality.

He continued to ask Tian Changwen, "When did the original Li Zhuang die?"

"It's been hundreds of years. Let me see, oh, it died from the erosion of death disease."

"Death disease erosion?"

Li Mo was slightly confused. The Heart Beast Sect was no longer short of supplies at that time. As long as it was not a particularly serious fatal disease, it would not be difficult to suppress it.

"Li Zhuang voluntarily gave up seeking medical treatment. There are many similar monks. After all, as the years accumulate, the cost of suppressing the erosion of fatal diseases will continue to rise. There is no need to continue to live."

Tian Changwen seemed to be talking to Li Mo, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"Where's Li Qingfang?"

Li Mo recalled Li Zhuang's sister Li Qingfang. Both brothers and sisters were his cousins. Li Qingfang should know Li Zhuang better.

"Li Qingfang is indeed alive and has reached the perfect level of cultivation in the weak crown stage. She is working as a shopkeeper in a tailor shop in the port."

"Would you like to choose a time for Li Qingfang to get in touch with Li Zhuang?"

"No, he can't be Li Zhuang."

Li Mo's consciousness was released, and his consciousness came to the cell where Li Zhuang was being held.

Li Zhuang was on the seventy-seventh floor of the port. Because there were more escort offices among the buildings, resulting in a mix of good and bad, a special prison was set up.

Li Mo's consciousness felt dark and cold, while Li Zhuang was alone in the depths of the prison.

"The body and breath are no different from Li Zhuang."

Li Mo's long-sealed memories emerged. Li Zhuang was almost exactly the same as in his impression, but his image remained at the age of twenty.

He stood straight in the cell, with no trace of rot on his body, and an intriguing smile on his face.

Tian Changwen's supervision is quite strict, and there are three people in the Danjie stage waiting for him.

Li Mo's consciousness swept over Li Zhuang, not noticing anything strange, and allowed the cancer cells to quietly integrate into his flesh and bones.

"Elder Tian, ​​Li Zhuang is definitely not the only one who has come back from the dead in the port. Let the disciples of the Creation Sect find them, lock them all in the prison on the seventy-seventh floor, and then arrange the magic circle..."

After Tian Changwen heard about it, he immediately followed Li Mo's wishes.

He understood that Li Zhuang might be very involved and even affect the layout of the Creation Sect.

Under Tian Changwen's greeting, figures resurrected from the dead entered the prison one by one.

They generally just appeared in the port not long ago. They were not witnessed before and after, and were regarded as mortals who entered the port by mistake.

The monks who committed crimes in the prison were moved to other floors, and the atmosphere gradually returned to deathly silence.

"They have no soul..."

Li Mo learned from the information fed back by the cancer cells that Li Zhuang and others were like walking zombies, and Niwan Palace should have a germ-like soul.

As a result, Niwan Palace was empty, and there was not even a trace of the existence of a soul.

Tian Changwen took advantage of the centuries-old layout of the Creation Sect and gathered more and more clues towards the port through black markets in various places.

Li Mo noticed that large sects were actively collecting such people.

Because the sect was rich in rewards, some disciples deliberately searched for them, and seemed to call those who came back from the dead [reviled people].

"Relegated people..."

The word "relegation" specifically refers to officials being demoted and exiled. Obviously large sects have more precise information, and relegation is definitely involved in the secret of the drastic changes in the world.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Li Guangqiang laughed, and so did the rest of the slanderous behavior.

They looked at each other's heads, where the cancer cells gathered.

Li Mo didn't expect that the big cancer at the Lingbao level would be so easy to see through, and he couldn't help but be more curious about what the banishment meant.

Tian Changwen said in a deep voice: "They suddenly rioted. Sect Master, do you want to impose the restraints of the magic circle, or..."

"Ignore it."

Li Mo sneered. The cancer cells instantly accompanied the Mother Furnace to cover the seventy-seventh floor. Whenever there was a riot among the exiled people, the Cancer Mighty Sky could instantly throw them into the cosmic furnace.

Large sects seem to have been collecting people to be exiled. What is the purpose?

Li Zhuang opened his mouth and said in an extremely unfamiliar voice: "Northwest..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Zhuang's jaw fell off due to the dissolution of his flesh and blood. Then, the banished person in another cell continued to speak.

"Mountains and rivers..."

Then came the third person, "Eight seats..."

"Taoting..." "Where..."

Li Mo narrowed his eyes. The banishment was obviously conveying some kind of message. The large sect might also be pursuing the secrets represented by the message.

The rest of the exiles pointed to the ancient tree of creation.

"I'm waiting for you in... Daoting."

With just one sentence, all the banished people present had their jaws gone, and blood was dripping down their tongues, making other people's hair stand on end.

"hehe."

Li Mo didn't hesitate too much and threw the banished person into the weapon pill body to be burned, while at the same time erasing the memory of the monk guarding the prison.

The banished people were quickly wiped out, and the nutrients they received were almost the same as those of ordinary people.

No matter how you look at it.

Banishing people is like a tool used to convey information.

Li Mo pondered the word "Tao Ting", and chaotic memories flashed through his mind, and then he couldn't help but take a long breath.

After the ancient Nine Realm monks survived the thunder tribulation, they had to climb up the fairy ladder. If they reached the end, they would become immortals, and if they died halfway, they would die.

According to some survivors, the Immortal Ladder is the process of transforming from mortal to immortal, and will involve a baptism of unparalleled pain.

But the Immortal Ladder is not without a place to rest. In the middle of the two realms of immortality and mortals, there is a small, dilapidated world where you can stay for a short time.

The small world is called "Zuting".

Li Mo muttered to himself: "There are eight mountains and rivers in the northwest, where the ancestral court is located."

"The northwest is dominated by plains, with very few mountains and rivers. If the banished man is right, it shouldn't be difficult to find the location of the ancestral court."

"But... why is the ancestral court in the mortal world?"

Li Mo was confused and hesitated for a long time without making any rash move.

He never sent any monks there because the banishment was too sudden, or in other words, he didn't know the meaning of the banishment at all.

"It's hard for large sects to know that the world of immortal cultivation is going to be in chaos."

Li Mo asked Tian Changwen to control it, and gradually began to close the entry and exit of the port, and gradually gave up the black market in the areas belonging to large sects.

"I always feel that it is unrealistic to stay out of the matter. The drastic changes in the world will definitely affect everyone. Should I... take the initiative to participate?"

"It's better to wait for news from Senior Sister and see their plans first."

Li Mo narrowed his eyes, and the innate essence poured into the cancerous sky without any money.

Cancer cells stimulate the natural saint to become more and more complete. In about two hundred years, he should be able to smoothly transform into a third immortal body.

Compared to the Great Wilderness Immortal Body, which prefers the physical body, and the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Bone, which prefers bones, the Born Saint focuses more on the spiritual consciousness and soul.

It can just make up for your own shortcomings.

If nothing unexpected happens, when the born saint is complete and survives the death and illness of the ancient seventy years, he should be able to break through the bottleneck of the Mahayana period.

Before the great changes in heaven and earth come, it is hard to say whether we can reach the Mahayana stage.

But Li Mo will undoubtedly be one of the strongest land gods in the world when he arrives.

Li Mo observed the Innate Saint. The other two immortal bodies were his own creations. The Innate Saint should be from the rumored [Supreme Heavenly Man].

He didn't know if there were any immortals with the supreme deity, so he was careful every step he took, for fear of violating a taboo due to his immortal body.

A hundred years pass by in a blink of an eye.

Rumors about the resurrection from the dead are gradually dying down.

Li Mo didn't pay too much attention. With the help of the influence of the Creation Sect, he collected various resources for himself. He found three top-quality spiritual stones alone.

"Huh? Who is it!"

Li Mo interrupted the retreat, and a surging spiritual power came from Huanglong Mountain.

boom.

There was a loud noise from the entrance and exit of Tianwaitian Crater, and gravel fell like raindrops.

Li Mo felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy at first, but after noticing the identity of the visitor, his expression relaxed and he stood up to greet the arrival of the other party.

"Junior brother, it's me, Senior Sister Eleven."

A dragon's head protrudes from the entrance and exit of the crater.

Qu Ai turned into a real dragon made of rocks, with no trace of his immortal body.

The port monk looked at Long Ying in astonishment. Qu Ai had no intention of restraining his aura, but his expression showed a bit of contentment.

Qu Ai passed on: "Junior brother, senior sister hopes that you will accompany us to the northwest."

"northwest?!!"

Li Mo's first reaction was that he was relegated to the ancestral court.

"Why go to the northwest?"

"Let's talk about it on the way. It has something to do with becoming an immortal."

"good."

Li Mo did not hesitate. Even if he had the Heavenly Dao Page, it did not mean that he could sit back and relax. He would first take a look at the senior sister's plan.

Just as Qu Ai was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, "I almost forgot."

She opened her mouth and spat out, and the crystal clear amber stone smacked at Li Mo. The latter used his spiritual power to hold the amber and noticed that there was a person sealed inside the amber.

It's Bai Xizi.

[I posted it earlier, but I still felt a little uncomfortable, so I went to sleep. 】