After arriving at the land of the ghost mound, Dongfang Mo took the lead in asking Elder Liu to take him to find his natal stone, after all, this person's consciousness could not be retained for too long, and when his consciousness dissipated, it would be a trouble to find the natal stone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fortunately, the place where Biying Zhenren sealed his natal stone was not too far, and Dongfang Mo only went thousands of miles deep into the land of the ghost mound and found a sealing platform.

During this period, he and Xing Wu naturally encountered many Yin Spirits, but for them now, these Yin Spirits did not pose a threat at all, especially when there were shadows.

Dongfang Mo looked up and saw that the sealing table was built high, with more than thirty zhang. It looks like a volcano, and his natal stone is in the crater.

After Dongfang Mo rose into the air, he found that the huge natal stone had been soaked in a blue liquid that emitted a faint fragrance.

When he saw this blue liquid, he twitched.

"Refining Spiritual Liquid!"

It turns out that this blue liquid is a kind of spiritual liquid that needs to be mixed into it when refining natal magic weapons or magic weapons, so as to soften the inside of a certain material and facilitate refining.

Biying Zhenren soaked his natal stone with spirit refining liquid, and it seems that this woman should have discovered the extraordinaryness of the natal stone, and wanted to refine this thing into a magic weapon, or use it as another way.

Looking around carefully, when Dongfang Mo found that the sealing table in front of him only played the role of shielding the aura, and there was not much strong defensive prohibition, so he raised the dust in his hand and slashed it, dividing the sealing table by two. The blue spirit refining liquid also flowed down like a tide, drenching into the earth full of dry bones.

If ordinary people see it, they will inevitably feel heartache, this kind of spiritual refining liquid is not easy to refine, and it is extremely precious, especially for low-level cultivators, it often takes most of their net worth to get a little.

As soon as Dongfang Mo's mind moved, the natal stone floated steadily, and the boulder showed that although there were some small concave and convex marks, it was not contaminated with a trace of spiritual refining liquid.

Moreover, after being soaked in the spirit refining liquid for so long, this stone has no signs of being softened by half of it.

Dongfang Mo's expression was frivolous, the body of the natal stone was a heavenly meteorite stone, which was already extremely strong and invulnerable. Coupled with the fact that he used the Three Stone Technique to refine it, and also mixed countless magic weapon essence into the natal stone, I am afraid that there is nothing in this star field that can destroy this stone. Therefore, the wishful thinking of Biying Zhenren naturally failed.

Now that the woman was dead at his hands, he was in no mood to think about it anymore.

After examining the natal stone, he found that there was no problem, so Dongfang Mo opened his mouth and swallowed it into his abdomen, and put it in the dantian to warm it.

Then he put Elder Liu's divine soul into the Demon Suppression Diagram, and went straight to the tomb where the Ghost Spirit Flower was cultivated.

It didn't take long for Dongfang Mo and Xing Wu to come to a certain area of the Ghost Mound, and they noticed that there were layers of forbidden fluctuations in the Yin Spirit Qi shrouded in front of them.

Needless to say, this place has also reached the scope of the tomb, and this is the place where the Demon Sect cultivates the Ghost Spirit Flower.

After Dongfang Mo groaned, he opened his mouth and sacrificed the natal stone, and then waved his hand, only to see the natal stone rise in the wind, turned into ten zhang, roared forward, and disappeared into the thick mist.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a deafening sound was heard.

Dongfang Mo's heart moved, and there was a loud "boom", and at the same time, after this loud noise, he obviously heard the click of something cracking.

At this point, he took a step and walked towards the front with Xing Wu.

Next, after he used the natal stone to break the three-layer prohibition in a row, the elder of the Infant Transformation Realm of a demon sect stationed thousands of miles away from here finally arrived.

This person's figure came at a gallop, and if he looked closely, he was an old man in a robe, more than half a hundred years old, whose cultivation was enough to transform into a mid-infant realm.

As soon as Fang appeared, this person looked angrily at the several layers of prohibitions that had been blasted open.

"Dare to ask who the two are!"

I only heard him look at Dongfang Mo and the two said in a deep voice.

He could see at a glance that Dongfang Mo's cultivation was the same as him, and he was in the middle stage of the infant realm. And Xing Wu couldn't see the depth, but needless to say, this person was also a Infant Transformation Realm cultivator.

In the face of these two people who were not good, although the old man was angry, he tried his best to suppress himself. If he met an ordinary young person, he would probably do it directly.

"Xiaodao comes to get the ghost spirit flower, and gives you two ways, either go or die!" Dongfang Mo looked at this person's calm opening.

"Your Excellency, what a big breath!"

Hearing his words, the old man was furious. I saw him take out a yellow talisman between his index finger and middle finger, and chanted a word in his mouth, and then he turned his wrist and threw the talisman. The yellow talisman burst through the air and disappeared into the mist ahead.

After doing all this, he took out a round jade ball and waved his hand again and again to make a spell against this object.

With the old man's movements, Dongfang Mo heard a rumbling sound under his feet.

It seems that this person should have sent a signal for help, and he also planned to activate some prohibition to delay him and Xing Wu for a while or two, so as to wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Dongfang Mo sneered, his right hand stretched out, and suddenly pointed towards the old man in front of him.

At this time, the old man saw that in the Yin Spirit Qi shrouded above Dongfang Mo's head, there was also a behemoth floating in it, which was a huge stone ball more than ten zhang long.

Under Dongfang Mo's finger, the stone ball smashed down towards him with a majestic momentum.

"Buzz!"

And before the old man could react, a strong gravity burst out on the stone ball, and the ground within a radius of dozens of feet under his feet collapsed several feet.

Under this gravity, the old man's legs bent, his body trembled faintly, and the soles of his feet sank into the ground.

He gritted his teeth and looked up, and a large shadow had enveloped him, and the stone ball was only a few feet away from him.

Seeing that the old man's expression changed greatly, at the critical moment, he opened his mouth and offered a boxy flag, which spun and covered the stone ball that fell overhead.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the huge natal stone submerged the banner and the old man together.

The earth shook violently, and a dark pit appeared in its place.

After three or five breaths, Dongfang Mo stretched out his hand, and the natal stone rose, and was pinched in the palm of his hand from big to small.

He glanced at the deep pit, and saw that under this blow, the old man's body was smashed into a blur of flesh and blood, even the storage bag was torn apart, and the banner turned into rags in the sky.

After retracting his gaze, Dongfang Ink Divine Sense probed out and rolled away in all directions.

Although the Yin Spirit Qi will greatly restrict the Divine Sense, with his current cultivation, there is no problem for the Divine Sense to probe a thousand feet.

Dongfang Mo found that in the range of thousands of zhang, there were many hemispherical light masks covered by a layer of spiritual light.

Because he had seen how the ghost spirit flower grew back then, he guessed that there should be graves in this light mask, and on top of the grave, there were ghost spirit flowers.

Originally, this layer of light shield, as well as the several layers of prohibition that he had broken along the way, were not there at the beginning. However, it was because he stole a ghost spirit flower back then, so the Ghost Demon Sect increased its protection and arranged these means.

Dongfang Mo walked forward a hundred feet and came to a light mask, and then he took a slight breath and flicked the projectile-sized natal stone in his hand.

"Whew...... Burst! ”

The natal stone easily pierced a small hole in the light shield.

"Wave!"

Then the mask bursts like a bubble.

Dongfang Mo looked at it, and saw that there was indeed a tomb in the light mask, and on top of the high tomb, there was also an upright black lotus plant.

The lotus branches were bare, and they looked like black jade carvings. Now the lotus flower bones are tightly wrapped, about the size of a fist.

Dongfang Mo was happy in his heart, this thing was the ghost spirit flower.

The ghost spirit flower has been budding for a hundred years, and the flower blooms for three days, and now this thing is obviously not ripe.

But for him, it doesn't matter if it's not ripe, anyway, there is more than one ghost flower here, as long as the number is enough.

But then he remembered that after picking the ghost spirit flower, he would touch the prohibition under the grave, and when Gu Su Wan'er picked the flowers for him, he suffered a big loss without knowing it.

And when she thought of Gusu Wan'er, Dongfang Mo remembered that she had said that to pick the ghost spirit flower, you must be a virgin of Bingqing Yujie. Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo itched his teeth to the little girl.

Because during the years he spent in Demon Yang City, he accidentally learned that picking the ghost spirit flower had nothing to do with being virgin, and that little girly skin was obviously deceiving him for not understanding it back then, and wanted to make herself owe her favors.

Looking at the ghost spirit flower on the grave in front of him, Dongfang Mo touched his chin and groaned.

With his current means, there was no problem in breaking the prohibition under the grave, but it took a lot of ghosts to be collected, and he didn't want to waste too much time for this.

Although the teleportation array of Demon Yang City was destroyed, maybe the old monsters of the Ghost Demon Sect's Infant Transformation Realm could come at any time through other means, and it would be a lot of trouble at that time.

After a flash of thought, the next moment his eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on his face.

I saw him grab a spirit beast bag at his waist and grab a white monkey that was sleeping soundly.

The little white monkey was woken up from a sweet dream, and when he woke up, he was furious, looked at Dongfang Mo and grinned.

"Splash Monkey, I'll give you a mission."

Dongfang Mo didn't care what this beast was thinking, but looked at the little white monkey and said.

In his opinion, with the speed and agility of this beast, and with his help, as long as he moves quickly, he will be able to snatch the ghost spirit flower before the prohibition under the grave is opened.

……

A day later, Dongfang Mo and Xing Wu came out of the land of ghost mounds, and then the two separated directly and quickly left from both directions.

The Ghost Demon Sect is huge, and if a ghost bald man dies, some elder-level characters will not be weak in cultivation, and it is impossible for them to fall because of the ghost bald man alone.

Although Dongfang Mo was confident, he did not have the arrogance to think that he dared to compete with dozens of Infant Transformation Realm cultivators of a sect.

It was at his suggestion that the two went separately and agreed to find a way back to Han Won City.

As for the fact that they have completely offended the Demon Sect now, Dongfang Mo doesn't care at all.

He is a casual cultivator, alone and unconcerned, and he is not afraid of the revenge of the Demon Sect. Moreover, now that it is an eventful time to deal with the demon clan, the Demon Sect should not take time to deal with him in the short term.

Taking a step back, even if he meets the people of the Demon Sect in the future, ordinary people are not his opponents. It is impossible for the Demon Demon Sect to gather all the Infant Transformation Realm cultivators in the sect and send them all out to hunt him down.

Ten days later, Dongfang Mo walked out of the teleportation array of the Shinto Gate in Han Won City.

Coincidentally, the person who is now stationed in the Shendao Gate Teleportation Hall is actually the old man named Lu Buwei.

Dongfang Mo's impression of this person was not bad, but when Lu Buwei saw Dongfang Mo who appeared suddenly, the old man's face was full of excitement.

There was surprise, surprise, shock, and even a hint of imperceptible fear.

Looking at this old man's expression, Dongfang Mo knew that he and Xing Wu had killed the Sect Master of the Demon Sect, as well as several Infant Transformation Realm cultivators, and that the matter had been exposed.

This did not surprise him, after all, now that so much time has passed, the news should have spread a long time ago.

At the beginning, those low-level monks in Demon Yang City clearly saw the appearance of him and Xing Wu, and now he is not unknown in the Eastern Regions, especially in Han Yuan City, these old monsters in the Infant Transformation Realm know him.

Dongfang Mo looked at Lu Buwei, who was speechless in shock, and then showed a little uncomfortable on his face, smiled at the latter, and took the initiative to say a few words to him before leaving.

Looking at Dongfang Mo's back, Lu Buwei was shocked in his heart, he finally believed that Mrs. Han had said that Dongfang Mo had killed a demon clan's mid-stage infant realm cultivator.

And it is rumored that Dongfang Mo captured Bloody Hudao alone before, and nine times out of ten, it is also true.

Dongfang Mo's figure rose into the sky, and soon returned to the cave mansion arranged for him by Mrs. Han in the city.

Han Yuan City prohibits private fighting, this rule is still valid for their group of Infant Transformation Realm cultivators, and the people of the Ghost Demon Sect should not dare not give face to the Han family and the major forces in the entire Eastern Regions.

Therefore, even if you want to deal with him, you will have to wait until the time is right.

After Dongfang Mo returned to the cave, he immediately closed the door.

Looking around, he didn't see Xing Wu, so Xing Wu shouldn't have come back yet, so he walked to his stone room.

But just as he was about to push open the door of the stone chamber, suddenly his outstretched palm stopped in mid-air.

I saw his nose twitch slightly, and then he looked at the stone room in front of him, and his eyes flickered. Just because he smelled a faint fragrance that was almost gone.

This faint fragrance instantly reminded him of a woman.

After a moment's deep groaning, he threw the dust in his hand in front of him, and his throat stirred, as if something was brewing, and only then did he push open the stone door with all his might.

With a low friction sound, after the stone door opened, the mana in Dongfang Mo's body quietly operated, and it seemed that it would explode at any time. At the same time, his gaze swept at one of them seemingly impermanently.

But he found the stone chamber empty, just like when he left. And he spread out all his ears, and he didn't hear anything.

Seeing this, his expression remained unchanged, and he walked in, and closed the stone door with his hand.

Dongfang Mo walked straight to the stone table and sat down, and after looking around, he said lightly: "Lonely men and widows are in the same room, aren't fairies afraid of the small way to plot against them."