Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Foundation Has Been Built

Han Cai couldn't help but show regret.

It is almost impossible for the incomplete Dao body to be completed, but even this can have a certain blessing for the monk himself.

Thinking about it, there has never been a similar qualification in the history of Molten Town.

An Gang's expression was complicated, and he understood that the Dao Body was difficult to find, and a genius with a double Dao Body like Li Mo was probably rare in a thousand years.

He couldn't help but speak: "Han Cai, don't you think that with Li Mo's talent, whether it is a doctor or a painter, it is too wasteful?" ”

An Gang licked his lips and said with a smile: "Why don't you come to the yamen to practice?" ”

"Ann catcher, don't think about the white wolf with empty gloves all day long."

Han Cai's expression had an irrepressible smugness, "Li Mo's medical skills and refining tools are outstanding, don't be too easy to earn spirit stones, why bother to be a little catcher who is calling around." ”

He deliberately accentuated the word "fast", An Gang was not angry about this, and shook his head helplessly to look at the rest of the Daozi.

"Hey, this Zhu Xi can, not long ago, he was almost turned against by the insect corpse, and his mood adjusted quite quickly."

Qingming Daozi won in stability, Zhu Xi Daozi was slightly fluctuating at first, but his breath was no longer weakened, and he completely suppressed the insect corpse.

Han Cai nodded in agreement: "Indeed, the four of them are all seeds of cultivation. ”

Only Wu Tu didn't say a word, his eyes stared at Bai Chao Daozi, and the insect corpse fetus connected by his birth door had already shown a withered shape.

Knowing that Chao Daozi had not yet shown signs of success in building the foundation, the insect corpse fetus began to be weak, and its vitality gradually declined.

The fleshy elk rotted again, and the surface of the pupa was covered with dense tentacles.

The onlookers looked at the monk's scalp numb, no matter how he looked at it, Bai Chao Daozi did not look like Wu Tu could easily build a foundation in his mouth.

Wu Tu couldn't help but lean forward, and muttered incredulously: "How could the blood body of the hundred beasts fail to build a foundation, how could it be ......?"

Bai Chaodaozi trembled, and the tentacles stretched out from the chrysalis suddenly took root in the ground.

The nearby grass and trees withered at a rate visible to the naked eye, and it was obvious that Bai Chaodaozi chose to absorb nutrients from the outside world in order to ensure the vitality of the insect corpse.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

Wu Tu let out a strange laugh for no reason.

The surface of Bai Chaodaozi's pupa revealed a deformed and strange beast pattern, and then the tentacles drove the pupa to wriggle.

The chrysalis moved slowly, like leeches, towards the rest of the path.

If Bai Chaodaozi wanted to complete the foundation building, it was definitely not enough to rely on the nutrients of the grass and trees, so he instinctively drove the insect corpse to devour the same kind.

Han Cai's face couldn't help but turn pale, and his muscles tightened.

He immediately noticed that Bai Chao Daozi's target turned out to be Li Mo, and perhaps Li Mo exuded the strongest vitality when he built the foundation.

If Bai Chao Daozi is really allowed to succeed, even if it does not hurt his life, it will inevitably affect the success or failure of Li Mozhuji.

Han Cai spat out black smoke from his mouth and nose, and his twelve arms were raised high, but before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by Wu Tu.

"Wishing ?!! in the Black Temple"

Wu Tu's eyes were bloodshot, and he said in a high tone: "Don't forget, although we are protectors, we can't be promoted left and right. ”

"What do you mean?"

Han Cai laughed angrily, and his arms continued to stretch and combine.

Wu Tu had no intention of backing down, and the lotus throne grew a large amount of flesh and blood, turning into a skinned beast that looked like a lion and a tiger.

An Gang was caught in the middle of a dilemma, the two fake Dan monks really wanted to fight, and the cliff where they were located had to collapse.

He must be to blame.

The onlookers were ready to retreat, for fear of accidentally getting involved in the disaster.

Han Cai's momentum continued to rise, and the corners of Wu Tu's mouth rose more and more exaggeratedly, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth.

The air crackled, and cracks sprouted in the rock wall.

Wu Tu looked at Bai Chaodaozi expectantly, as if he was witnessing the birth of the immortal god, which made Han Cai feel so cold that his arms trembled with anger.

When the fierce battle was about to break out, Li Mo's chrysalis suddenly sounded and shattered.

Wu Tu was stunned, and even Han Cai and An Gang were a little caught off guard, because the aura revealed in the insect chrysalis had reached the weak crown stage.

Li Mo tore open the pupae.

It's like a mountain king out of a cave, and the beastliness in his eyes is terrifying.

The tattoos on the animal heads on the limbs are slightly blurred, which should be due to the success of the foundation, and they all fell into a reborn transformation.

"Hoo ......"

Li Mo spewed out a poisonous mist from his mouth and nose, directly forcing Bai Chaodaozi's insect chrysalis back, and at the same time, his half-squinted eyes revealed murderous intent.

However, he was only a warning, and seeing that the pupa was no longer close to him, he stabilized the liquefied spiritual power in the middle dantian and stabilized his cultivation.

Li Mo's body is undergoing the baptism of foundation building, and compared with the weak crown period and the total horn stage, it is the gap between the immortals.

Within a few breaths, the worm corpse turned into a pile of bone ashes.

Bai Chaodaozi changed his goal and entangled Zhu Xi Daozi's chrysalis.

Zhu Xi Daozi let out a desperate roar, seeing that he was a stone's throw away from the foundation, but found that there was an extra parasite that absorbed nutrients.

He resisted desperately, but his consciousness sank into the bottomless darkness.

Wu Tu converged the spell, and he didn't see the tense appearance just now.

"Shanhai Daozi, it's a weak crown period."

The foundation building monk in mid-air hesitated for a few breaths, and then clasped his fists and saluted, his mouth full of congratulations on Li Mo's promotion to the weak crown period.

The change in Wu Tu's attitude made Han Cai unable to do so.

An Gang's cuffs touched his forehead, afraid of the big battle that almost started, and at the same time deeply shocked by Li Mo's talent.

It's only been half an hour since it was transplanted into the Dao Life, right?

What is the solid foundation to build a successful foundation in such a short period of time, is it possible that the body without leakage has been underestimated by the predecessors?

He glanced at Qingming Daozi, who was also an innate Dao body, but the latter's insect chrysalis had not even revealed the Dao pattern, and it would take at least half a day.

As everyone knows, Li Mo Zhuji only consumed half an hour, but because he wanted to squeeze the insect corpse dry, he didn't break the insect chrysalis.

Some of the onlookers had already rushed to Fuxing Town.

They want to inform the forces behind them of the news of Li Mo's foundation, and no matter what the price is, they have to win over Li Mo, who has extraordinary potential.

Li Mo was unaware of the undercurrents in the outside world.

His attention was all about the book of creation, the sharp pain in his brain tugging at every nerve, and the new ordinary blank page was taking shape little by little.

Li Mo didn't know how long it had been.

When the pain faded like a tide, there were five more ordinary blank pages in the Creation Book.

The haze and mist spiritual power of the middle dantian is like a spring of clear water, flowing around the Dao species, and the next knot pill needs to be condensed to be solid.

While Li Mo was steadily cultivating, he noticed that the spiritual roots of the five visceral corpses turned into rocks, storing the little vitality left in his body.

However, there are still traces of flesh and blood in the spleen, which will inevitably affect the rest of the organs.

Li Mo didn't dare to slack off, so he simply took advantage of the rebirth of his body and soul to directly imprint his spleen on the new ordinary blank page.

There is the breath of the foundation rising, which should be enough to cover up the abnormality of the spleen brand.

Besides, it takes at least ten days to conceive supernatural powers.

As soon as Li Mo had an idea, his spleen supernatural powers awakened with the help of the aftermath of Zhuji, and at the same time, the glazed blank pages of the Creation Book were completely complete.

Han Cai's pupils shrank.

"The Third Dao Body... Complete? ”