He was thinking, times are changing, but the story has not changed.

The legend of Atlantis is derived from the ancient fable of slumber: if you can't be a god, you can become a demon.

Having made up his mind in his heart, Lin Mo no longer hesitated, and with a flip of his palm, the jade gift from the old man surnamed Jiang appeared in his hand.

This time, he was no longer contemplating the sword technique, but began to study how to refine the flying sword.

Although he had already skimmed through it in a hurry last time, considering the importance of the matter, Lin Mo naturally needed to read it carefully again.

It didn't take long for Lin Mo to withdraw his divine thoughts, his eyes narrowing slightly into deep thought.

According to Yu Jian, there are three ways to refine the impurities in the flying sword.

One of them is the simplest, requiring little or no external assistance. That is, through the primordial fire in the body, the materials in the flying sword other than the wood attribute are gradually refined.

Although this method is the easiest and the least risky, Lin Mo's current flying sword has been fused with various materials, and it is a very long process to forcibly separate and refine it. I'm afraid it will take hundreds of years, and it may not even be successful. Moreover, in the process, he had to continue to urge the Yuan Infant Fire, which would greatly slow down his cultivation progress.

Considering this long-term factor, Lin Mo almost immediately gave up this method.

The second method is to use the "Nine Flames Molten Gold Decision" technique provided in the Jade Slip to forcibly expel the impurities in the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword by retreating for decades and collecting special fire attribute pills.

However, this method is extremely dangerous, and it will damage some of the wood attribute essence in the flying sword, causing the flying sword's vitality to be damaged. Moreover, those fire attribute pills are also extremely precious, and they are not so easy to get together.

When the old man surnamed Jiang offered to assist him in refining the flying sword, he was ready to use this method.

Lin Mo is not optimistic about this method similar to self-harm.

Therefore, the last remaining method is the most unfeasible and time-consuming for the average person.

The old man surnamed Jiang left a message at the end of Yujian, saying that this method was just his theoretical speculation, and he had not tried it himself. But as long as you follow the above steps exactly, you should be sure of success. And once successful, the benefits will be staggering.

This method is called "planting a sword" by the old man, and it is a means of transferring flowers and trees.

According to the above description, just look for some spirit wood seedlings, plant them in places with strong spiritual energy, and then use secret methods to seal the flying swords one by one inside these spirit trees. As the spirit wood grows, they can gradually convert the other materials of the flying sword into wood attributes with the help of their own wood aura, and there is no need to expel anything.

After the spirit wood matures, due to the long-term use of wood aura cultivation, not only will these flying swords not be damaged, but the purity of the essence will reach an astonishing level.

Although the power of the flying sword will not increase immediately, with a little cultivation in the future, Lin Mo can easily cultivate all the flying swords to the point where the sword heart is clear.

However, although this method seems to work well in theory, the old man surnamed Jiang did not adopt it, and it is only a theoretical means, which naturally has its fatal flaws.

One of the drawbacks is that it takes too long.

According to Yu Jian, it takes far more time than the previous two methods to completely transform the material properties of the flying sword from planting the flying sword to completely transforming it.

After all, spirit trees need to grow gradually, and even the most ordinary spirit trees cannot mature without thousands of years of careful cultivation.

During this time, the flying sword cannot be used in the slightest, and it must be ensured that all spirit trees do not die due to accidents. Otherwise, once there is an accident, all the previous efforts will be wasted. Even if the flying sword is replanted into other spirit trees, it will not be able to recover the loss.

As for how many years it will take to grow a sword, there is no specific boundary. But what is certain is that the longer the sword is planted, the rarer the spirit wood becomes, and the higher the purity of the flying sword in the end.

After reading this method, Lin Mo was overjoyed and immediately decided to adopt this method.

Although it is almost impossible for others to grow a sword, it is very suitable for him who has the ability to mature plants.

Just make the most of the vial, even if

It was the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Wood that was also a piece of cake for him.

However, he still had some doubts about whether the use of vials to ripen spirit wood was really useful for cultivating swords.

But anyway

This method didn't require much effort on his part and only took some time to figure it out, so he decided to give it a try first.

If that doesn't work, it's not too late to choose one of the first two options.

After making up his mind, Lin Mo waved his sleeves, and an emerald green jade box appeared.

As soon as the lid of the box was lifted, there was an ordinary-looking withered green bamboo inside, with some roots in the lower part.

This is exactly the small piece of golden thunder bamboo with roots that Lin Mo deliberately left behind when refining the flying sword, just in case of emergency.

Although it is not mentioned in the jade slip, the effect of using a spirit wood similar to the main material of the flying sword to grow the sword is naturally better. And since you know that the Golden Thunder Bamboo Leaves can be used to refine the more powerful Golden Gang Demon Slayer Thunder, it is also a good idea to pick some spare. So, Lin Mo summoned the Second Yuan Infant again and handed it the wooden box and a flying sword.

Lin Mo decided to try it with a flying sword first, and if it was feasible, he would spawn a large number of golden thunder bamboos and plant the remaining flying swords in it.

After the second primordial infant left with the jade box and the flying sword, Lin Mo closed his eyes for a moment to recuperate, and then took out a milky white vial.

He raised his neck, poured a drop of true toad liquid from the bottle, and began his true cultivation.

No matter how good the treasure is, no matter how magical the exercises, if they are not supported by a certain amount of mana, they are still useless.

Lin Mo has long known this.

He pinched the trick with both hands, his body shone with golden light, and the true magic behind him resurfaced.

The Fa Xiang has three heads and six arms, and the six hands pinch out a mystical hand, sit cross-legged, and enter the state of cultivation.

The golden light on Lin Mo's body flickered, and a golden halo appeared around the Divine Saint True Magic Phase.

The halo was huge, enveloping the Phase, and golden runes poured out from the six hands, and then swirled and flew into the Phase's body.

Lin Mo's face was expressionless, the golden scales on his body loomed, and the spiritual light circulated on the surface of his skin, looking mysterious.

The cultivation gradually passed, and the door of the secret room was never opened.

During this period, the Second Infant can only be seen manipulating the giant ape puppet to occasionally appear in the medicine garden, and then disappear strangely.

Outside the cave, the middle-level monsters of the Black Hidden Mountain came to exchange for Mu Linghua several times, panicking.

The second yuan baby took some time to ripen Mu Linghua, pretending to be Lin Mo, and easily completed the transaction.

The monsters breathed a sigh of relief, but still panicked, and time passed, more than a hundred years passed.

Everything is calm on the giant island, as if it will always be so.

However, one day, an astonishing celestial phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky over Lin Mo Cave Mansion.

There was a continuous thunderclap in the sky, and milky white spiritual clouds appeared, gathering on the top of the mountain.

Within a radius of 10,000 miles, the points of light in the underground trees shot into the sky, turned into five-colored light, and flew towards the Lin Mo Cave Mansion.

Lin Mo's giant mountain was shrouded in five-colored light.

The milky white spirit clouds in the high altitude form a huge cloud ring with a diameter of more than 100 miles, and a hurricane forms in the center, rolling the five-colored light into it.

The color of the hurricane gradually became multicolored, but the five-colored glow did not decrease, but became more intense.

This strange sight alarmed the beasts and sentient monsters of the Black Hidden Mountain.

The beasts were so frightened that they lay on the ground, and the monsters flew towards the Lin Mo Cave Mansion one after another, but stopped thousands of miles away from the sky.

They looked at the sky and were terrified.

The monster that had traded with Lin Mo also appeared nearby.

They recognized the place beneath the celestial phenomena and looked at each other.

"That man has to advance, otherwise there would be no such celestial phenomenon." Three Monty Pythons said.

"I guess that's it. Ordinary small realm promotions don't show such signs." The bull-headed beast affirmed.

"If this person can really be promoted to a spirit commander-level existence, he may be able to help us remove the scars of slavery." The three pythons said happily.

"It stands to reason like this,

But why should they help us?" A hint of anticipation flashed in the bull-headed beast's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he said with a wry smile.

"I don't know if the being in the dark mist had an accident or chose to leave. We haven't been able to connect with it for more than 100 years. If we don't try, our lives will be in real danger." The golden ape, who had been silent on the side, also spoke.

"Oh, what do you mean?" A green glow flashed across the bull-headed beast's face.

"If this person does succeed in promotion, we might as well dedicate that shared treasure to him, let him help us lift the ban, and then leave freely." The giant ape hummed.

"That thing is the key to our future promotion, so it would be too bad to give it to an outsider casually, if he takes something and regrets not lifting the ban." The bull-headed beast hesitated.

"No matter how good things are, if we don't even have lives, then what's the use of keeping them? As for him, although he is not our kind, the first few transactions seem to be fair, and he should not break his word.

Even if there are some risks, if we don't take this opportunity, we may regret it later.

This man is an outsider, so how do we know how long he will stay here?"

The three pythons said anxiously, and in annoyance slapped their giant tails on the ground, smashing a pit several feet deep.

The golden ape listened to it and nodded frequently.

"Since you all think so, I can't object to it. But for now, we're waiting for this person's promotion before making plans. If it fails, it's never too late."

The bull-headed beast sighed and acquiesced to the plan.

Naturally, the other two beasts agreed, so they stopped discussing it, and all of them paid attention to the celestial phenomena in the distance.

At this moment, the milky white cloud ring on the top of the five-colored giant mountain began to slowly expand in all directions, seemingly slowly, but increasing amazingly every moment.

In just a few moments, the cloud ring was large enough to cover the entire mountain.

As the cloud ring expanded, the internal hurricane became more and more intense, making it difficult to resist.

The five-colored light below began to be sucked up by the hurricane, and the light curtain that the giant mountain was wrapped in gradually thinned.

After a period of time, the number of five-colored glows that converged on the giant mountain began to decrease.

These spiritual lights transformed by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi finally gathered together, and they were swept up by the hurricane and poured into the cloud ring.

The bottom of the entire giant ring seems to be a giant bowl in five colors.

When the last layer of light curtain disappeared from the giant mountain, the hurricane suddenly stopped, and the entire cloud ring became silent, only the five-colored light flickered in it, like the calm before the storm.

Suddenly, a roar like a dragon's roar came from the depths of the giant mountain, and a huge figure with three heads and six arms appeared on the top of the giant mountain.

The body of this Dharma phase is as high as a thousand feet, and the whole body is shining with golden light, as if it is an entity.

The three heads slowly lifted, and two golden rays appeared on their originally blurred faces, each of which opened a pair of red golden eyes and stared at the cloud rings in the sky.

Suddenly, the three heads shook and let out three long roars like golden stones.

A long whistling sound resounded through the sky like rolling thunder.

The ordinary beasts in the distance heard this sound, and did not react except for being more frightened.

But when those low- and middle-level demon beasts who already had a certain amount of demonic power heard it, they only felt that their ears were buzzing, and their divine consciousness was empty, and they had no other thoughts.

The roar of the giant phase lasted for a few moments before it suddenly stopped, and then each of the six arms played a spell.

"Puff" There were a few muffled sounds, and all kinds of spiritual light flashed around, and four phantoms that were only half the volume of the law phase appeared.

A cyan roc, a five-colored peacock, a five-clawed golden jiao, and a huge colorful phoenix.

After these four true spirit phantoms with different images appeared, they emitted various sounds such as dragon chanting and phoenix chirping, or flapping their wings or wagging their tails, circling and flying around the three-headed and six-armed Dharma Phase.

In the three-headed and six-armed Fa Phase, two blurred faces suddenly became clear, showing Lin Mo's ordinary and abnormal face.

The eyes of these two faces shone with golden light, and their complexions were unusually solemn. As for the face of the last head, it was still blurry and impossible to see.

The two faces let out a loud shout, and the four True Spirit Phantoms hovering nearby suddenly paused, and then rushed towards the huge body of the Law Phase.

As a result, in a flash of inspiration, the four phantoms disappeared in an instant.

The three-headed and six-armed Dharma Phase's body trembled for a moment, and then the six arms waved, and the body swelled again in the golden light.

The body, which was originally thousands of feet tall, instantly rose to a head higher than the giant mountain below.

At this moment, the golden shadow stepped on the earth, the sky above his head, and his hands were raised, as if he could directly reach into the light of the cloud ring.

Suddenly, a wonderful sound like Sanskrit sound came from a faceless head, and the six arms simultaneously shot a ring into the air and voided a little.

Suddenly, the cloud ring, which had been stationary, "came to life".

The cloud ring descended, encasing the entire giant phase into it, and staying at the waist of the law phase.

But the cloud ring still revolves around the body of the Faxiang.

The five-colored light in the ring poured into the body of the Dharma Phase, turning it from golden to a brilliant color like glass.

During the infusion process, Faxiang's body trembled incessantly, and his face showed a painful expression, as if every point injected would add a layer of pain.

The degree of light injected was amazing, and in a few moments, all the light in the cloud ring disappeared without a trace.