Immortal Immortal

Li Mo noticed that the scene outside the house was extremely chaotic and couldn't help but look disappointed.

It's just a thick fog that makes you unable to see your fingers, mixed with extremely brilliant fairy light, and the scope of the dream is shrinking little by little.

Li Mo also wanted to see the fairy world, but it was probably unrealistic.

"By the way, who is the scholar who fell into the rain?"

The mountain god ascends along the fairy ladder, so he should not be able to contact mortals. Could it be that the scholar is an immortal in the fairy world, but no matter how he thinks about it, he is out of place.

Li Mo groaned. As the house became flesh and blood, the erosion of alienation began to start again, and his organs felt strong discomfort.

Upon seeing this, Guihu wrapped Li Mo and tried to stop the alienation of the door god.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter."

Li Mo stopped the ghost tiger and took the initiative to allow himself to undergo alienation. The Tiangang's great magic was operating to the extreme, causing the physical body to impact the Mahayana stage.

The calendar has disappeared, but he is still counting the passage of time silently in his heart.

Before I knew it, it was early April.

If Li Mo cannot contact the two senior sisters within thirty days, he will have to consider how to leave the ancestral court to avoid being overturned in it.

Click click click.

The bones of Li Mo's right arm collapsed, and the flesh and blood also dissolved.

The erosion from alienation spreads from the fracture at the shoulder to the body, and the flesh and bones seem to be gnawed by invisible insects.

The alienation of the door god is like the outbreak of a fatal disease, and it is very likely that he himself is also suffering.

"hiss……"

"If it weren't for the innate essence, the Great Wilderness Immortal Body might not be able to hold on."

The new arms grew, and he swung his limbs slightly uncomfortably. He could feel that the weight of his right arm was twice as much as that of his left arm.

"Ahhhh..."

A sharp hissing sounded, and the human face that appeared on the wall was restless because of Li Mo, who quickly controlled the leakage of blood.

"What now?"

"Have you woken up yet? If I am not careful, I will alert the door god."

Li Mo smiled bitterly. The mountain of corpses formed a spiritual shield to isolate the outside world, and the huge cancer caused the growth of stratum corneum on the surface of the skin.

After repeatedly confirming that it was correct, he continued to look at the physical body.

"Three hundred years of innate essence can allow the limbs to barely adapt to alienation."

"Replacement of the whole body's organs will almost reach the Mahayana stage, right? Hey, I don't know if the remaining innate essence is enough."

Li Mo swept through the innate essence of more than 8,000 years ago. Once it is exhausted, there will be no more wool to help Dao Ye's mother.

At this moment, the fairy light suddenly stopped.

The door god stopped climbing and stopped in the endless chaos.

Li Mo felt like a bird or beast imprisoned in a cage. As long as the door god wakes up, he will most likely be handed over to the ancestral court.

The dream has become very unstable, and the furniture in the house begins to dissolve one after another.

"No, we must not sit still and wait for death."

While Li Mo was polishing his body, he simply tested the close magic circle in the ancestral court.

In order to ensure that the door gods are not alerted, the spiritual root insects cover the magic circle throughout the entire process. At the same time, the size of the magic circle so close can only transmit inferior spiritual materials.

Li Mo adjusted the structure bit by bit based on the reaction of the nearby magic circle.

"Don't tell me, it's really fun."

Li Mo discovered that using the phantom spirit roots bred by spiritual root worms as the eye of the formation, not only the fluctuations when activating the magic formation were very weak, but the power could also reach a level that surpassed that of land gods.

With the door god's poor mind, it shouldn't be difficult to leave the ancestral court quietly.

"It's true that all paths are connected. The magic circle is composed of countless spiritual patterns. The spiritual patterns are also the reflection of the lingering charm of the great avenues. They can definitely learn from each other."

"Combining the close magic circle with the Taoist inheritance of the Square Cun Sword Tomb, three land gods are more than enough, let alone me alone."

Li Mo chuckled.

In fact, he was not interested in fighting, with the exception of the close magic circle. He perfected the close magic circle from the Nascent Soul stage to the combined stage.

"Where is the arrangement?" Li Mo looked around and suddenly found that there was nowhere to start.

It's definitely unrealistic to mark it on the floor. As long as he makes a lot of movement now, the door god might strangle him to death in his sleep.

The magic weapon is not safe, and the phantom spirit root of the formation eye involves an immortal weapon and is prone to collapse.

Li Mo focused his eyes on Guihu, with a smile on his lips, "Huzi, it doesn't hurt to separate part of your body anyway, it's best to attach it to the magic circle."

Guihu shuddered and agreed honestly.

"now it's right."

Li Mo patted Guihu's head, and then looked at the larger abdomen.

He prepared the main materials for the magic circle in the small world of Corpse Mountain. The grass and tree monks were already extremely skilled in handling spiritual materials.

When the main materials were ready, Li Mo started carving carefully.

The spiritual material is corrosive and has to be solidified in Guihu's body with spiritual power. There will inevitably be pain, but the little guy has been enduring it.

Li Mo looked focused, and every stroke seemed extremely precise.

He even made adjustments according to the spasms of the ghost tiger's flesh and blood, trying to ensure it was done in one go. After all, the price of failure was too high.

The consciousness of the fake soul in Niwan Palace flickered slightly.

Li Mo seemed to have had an enlightenment. It was clear that the complexity of the improved magic circle was far greater than that of the ordinary close magic circle, but there was no deviation at all when he started writing.

Five days later, most of the array was completed.

Li Mo was already able to do it with ease, and in his spare time, he used his innate essence to nourish Ghost Tiger.

In just two days, the close circle will be completely completed.

"There is a way out, and the certainty of getting involved in the Immortal's Dantian will increase a lot. Well, the next step is up to the senior sisters. I hope they..."

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Li Mo's pupils shrank, and the spiritual pattern he drew almost shifted.

He glanced at the wooden door from the corner of his eye and saw a vague figure standing outside the house, but it was clear that the surroundings were completely silent and chaotic.

"who?!!"

The figure stood out in the dream. The coir raincoat and bamboo hat he was wearing came from the south, and were thousands of miles away from Luozhou Town in the north.

He is a person who should not exist in dreams.

"hehe."

The figure laughed and did not directly answer Li Mo's question. He placed the long sword on his waist with his right hand and hummed a light tune.

Li Mo realized that the person who came was very old, and his voice seemed old and hoarse, but the person dressed under the raincoat was indeed a sword-wielding scholar.

[If a fallen scholar knocks on the door, be sure to open the door]

Boom, boom, boom.

There was another knock on the door, but the old man hit the wooden door with the hilt of his sword.

Li Mo sped up the drawing speed, and Gui Hu couldn't help but whimper. The magic circle nearby slowly became a whole, and the halo spread.

Boom, boom, boom.

After knocking on the door for the third time, the old man looked sideways for a few seconds, as if observing the intensity of the rain.

He put the long sword back on his waist again, then turned around and walked towards the chaos, his movements seemed to have been exhausted.

"Wait."

Li Mo finished writing, and the magic circle close at hand was complete, "My father-in-law, please come in."

Guihu opened the wooden door.

After hesitating for a moment, the old man reached out to sweep away the water on his shoulders and head, and slowly walked through the chaos to the house.

"It's in the wild mountains. There isn't even a cave to take shelter from the rain. I'm sorry to bother you."

The old man's eyes fell on the magic circle that had not faded away from Guihu's body. There was a bit of confusion in his eyes. He didn't come back to his senses until the magic circle disappeared.

Li Mo stared at the old man's face, his heart beating wildly.

"My father-in-law, what do you call me?"

"oh?"

The old man took off his bamboo hat, and his white hair was not wet at all. His sharp eyebrows and deep pupils gave him a distinctive sharp look.

"You recognize me?"

"Is it...Junyoko-senpai?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily, "Haha, I am Chunyangzi. It is really fate, hahaha."

He sat cross-legged, stretched out his hand and asked for wine, "Do you have any wine? I haven't had a drink in a long time."

"have."

Li Mo was confused. How could the mountain god meet Chunyangzi in his dream? Did the mountain god accidentally come into contact with Chunyangzi after ascending to the fairy world?

He took out a jar of fine mortal wine.

"Not strong enough."

Then there is the corpse wine in the weak crown period.

"It's still a lot worse."

Brewing century-old Nascent Soul Corpse Wine.

"It's barely enough for one drink, but I think you still have some fine wine in your collection."

Li Mo stopped probing and handed the Fusion Corpse Wine to Chunyangzi. The latter tied up his hair and used the hilt of his sword to remove the mud sealing the mouth of the altar.

Chunyangzi grabbed the wine jar and poured it down, her frown relieved a lot.

"Good wine."

"I forgot you were here. I can only enjoy this wine to myself. Next time we meet, I will let you try Wumen City's unique turmeric wine."

The corpse wine has not diminished, proving that Chunyangzi is just a false projection.

"It's fine."

Li Mo waved his hands to show that he didn't care. Suddenly he didn't know what to say. Could it be that he told Chunyangzi that Wumen City would be destroyed? Hundreds of thousands of people reduced to imaginary creatures?

There is no point in asking about the dramatic changes in the world. Even the immortals probably don’t know the source.

The two fell into silence.

One person is drinking and the other is meditating. It's a bit like meeting old friends, but they are strangers at the same time.

Chunyangzi looked intoxicated, pointed at Guihu and asked: "I still have something to do, and I have to take a step forward, but before I leave, can you let me see that mysterious magic circle?"

Li Mo did not refuse out of respect and let Guihu reveal the magic circle within easy reach.

Chunyangzi stared closely at the magic circle, her eyes became bright and bright, and she murmured to herself the profound and incomprehensible secrets of the magic circle.

Li Mo was not surprised that Chunyangzi could understand the magic circle so close to him.

In the ancient Tianjian Sect, all the famous sword cultivators were proficient in formations, and Chunyangzi's shadow might have become an immortal.

"Yes, yes, I know what a natural magic circle is."

Chunyangzi clasped her fists, picked up the bamboo hat and stood up to leave.

Li Mo sent him out, and Chunyangzi stepped into the chaos gracefully, with a vague aura, which showed that the dream was not real after all.

Most of Chunyangzi's body was submerged in the chaos, and the voice came.

"Junior, I have a question."

"kindness?"

"If the array eye is replaced by a spiritual object with a special aura, can it be teleported to a destination related to the aura?"

"It should work, but there can't be a spiritual object with a unique breath in the world. There will inevitably be errors in the destination, causing the magic circle to be damaged."

"Is the way of heaven unique enough?"

"Hahaha, I want to set up a magic circle leading to heaven."

"Forget it, let's go!!"

Chunyangzi disappeared, and her laughter echoed in the dream.

The words "Seize the Heavenly Way" appeared in Li Mo's mind, and unparalleled absurdity flooded his mind.

In the end, Chunyangzi did seize the way of heaven in a way that ordinary people could not imagine, and forcibly ended the disaster known as the great change of heaven and earth.

"Isn't it a dream? Could it be that he is real?"

"My close magic circle facilitated Chunyangzi in disguise to seize the body of heaven?"

"Are you kidding..."