Sun Yangli walked out of the Taoist temple.

His internal organs and flesh coalesced, his pores faintly emitting phosphorescence, and his expression was still unpredictable.

When Sun Yangli left the Taoist temple, the gate closed again.

The window was still shining with light, and a figure similar to Sun Yangli could be seen, constantly moving in place in the Taoist temple.

"What the hell?"

"The second Sun Yangli?"

Tai Jiaozi narrowed his eyes, and there was an indescribable strangeness to the White Bone Pagoda.

He subconsciously looked at Sun Yangli from afar for a long time, and for some reason felt a chill down his spine, as if he was facing a specious monster.

"Big Mother?"

Tai Jiaozi's expression became more and more solemn.

He did meet the eldest mother a few times, but he didn't know much about the eldest mother, only knew that even if the yuan infant was powerful, he was extremely jealous of the eldest mother.

"Instrument cultivation does not have to pass twins to become the eldest mother, I remember that Sun Yang did not condense twins at all when he married the Dan."

Tai Jiaozi pinched the bridge of his nose, if it weren't for the fact that the mother furnace didn't limit the time of the Jinding Gate, he even planned to hide until the end.

No matter what the big mother is, there are definitely disadvantages and no advantages.

Of course, not all instrument cultivators can become the eldest mother, it is said that only a small number of instrument cultivators who form a high-grade golden pill will give birth to a twin from the back of the head when they break through.

Although Taijiaozi is also a top-grade Jindan, it has not condensed the twins.

He couldn't help but think of the Qingtian Daoren, who was rumored to be extremely talented, and he had not yet reached the False Dan stage before he gave birth to twins.

I heard that the old earth Zhenjun personally helped to select the method of refining the natal weapon.

Now the people of Qingtian Dao, eighty percent have a powerful natal magic weapon, maybe they have reached the level of a high-grade magic weapon.

Tai Jiaozi couldn't help but feel jealous.

If he had a natal weapon, he would not be crushed by the Mudao people.

"En......"

A hint of greed flashed in Tai Jiaozi's eyes, and he suddenly realized that the White Bone Pagoda was likely to have the effect of breeding twins.

His originally calm state of mind suddenly became full of distracting thoughts.

Sun Yangli slowly climbed back to the ground from the top of the White Bone Pagoda, his expression a little confused during the journey, as if he was remembering something.

At this time.

Blood vessels extended from the ground and directly trapped Sun Yangli.

"Don't kill me......"

Sun Yangli came to his senses and urged his spiritual power to break free from the shackles of blood vessels, but he was forcibly hung upside down on top of the White Bone Pagoda.

"A thousand-legged real person."

Tai Jiaozi frowned slightly, if he didn't admit his mistake, the correction of the knot weapon that cast the spell was the Daozi of the white bone thousand-footed.

The big elk Qianzu is too lazy to take another road name, and usually all generations of Taoists share the "thousand-foot real person".

There are four types of core techniques for the White Bone Thousand Feet, and the Thousand Feet True Man has mastered the Three-Element Blood Thorn Red Heart Method, which can extract blood vessels to fight the enemy.

Tai Jiaozi realized.

The Three Dao Sects of the Nine Districts came here earlier than them, so it is impossible to imagine that the Qianzu True Man has discovered the secret of the White Bone Pagoda.

While he was thinking, the other four white bone pagodas came out of the instrument cultivation one after another.

However, it was quickly brought under control.

The situation is still at a stalemate, and it invisibly reveals a strange and inexplicable feeling.

Nearly a thousand knots were cultivated, and in a huge container where corpses were piled up, lying in the corpses and hiding themselves, it was a little ridiculous.

Not to mention them, even Li Mo felt his scalp tingle.

Li Mo had just completed the sixty refinements of the Corpse Mountain not long ago, and the process was considered to be thrilling and dangerous, and there were no omissions under his full attention.

He has always had an eye on the White Bone Pagoda.

Through the Cave God Eye blessed by the Divine Sense, he learned far more information than the rest of the instrument cultivation, and he was already able to determine that the White Bone Pagoda involved the eldest mother.

"Big mother, big mother again."

In Li Mo's eyes, Sun Yangli exuded a faint phosphorescence all over his body, and at the same time, his internal organs were glued together, like a candle.

As for the figures in the Taoist temple, no matter how they are compared, they are all another Sun Yangli.

Li Mo shook his head.

His attention returned to the corpse mountain in his palm, and the spiritual genera of the magic weapon had increased to five, which were earth, yin, wood, water, and gold, and another barren secondary peak had grown.

Metal sub-peaks are scattered throughout the veins, and the exposed rocks are all mixed with gold, silver, copper, and iron.

The spiritual material is hidden in the rocks, and if you want to collect the spiritual material, you have to have a certain amount of eyesight, and occasionally you can see a few strange beasts that like to eat ores.

Sixty refinements have made the wood sub-peak of the corpse mountain disappear.

The secondary peak of the wood genus also turned into a spiritual vein, forming a dark green rhizome, which was connected with the yin spiritual veins and spread all over the interior of the corpse mountain.

On the surface of the tombstones in various parts of the corpse mountain, there is a little more moss.

The yin aura released by the tombstone is mixed with the wood aura, and the mutual fusion of the mountain peaks gradually improves the rules of the small world.

Li Mo looked at the pocket-sized corpse mountain, the wood spiritual veins also made the peaks bloom with vitality, and the adaptability of ordinary plants and trees was greatly increased.

Over time, plants and trees have developed varieties that can grow in harsh environments.

The evergreen trees are now on the top of the main peak, far more lush than before, and the fruit on the branches has regained to seven or eight hundred.

Li Mo continued to ingest corpses into the corpse mountain, and the area of the cave expanded again and again.

The rest of the cultivators didn't realize that by the time they pondered the White Bone Pagoda, the Qingtian Dao people had already stolen nearly a thousand corpses.

After Li Mo excavated 500 meters, the death of the corpse can be traced back to 4,000 years ago.

The corpses were littered with dead and sick, and most of them had decomposed over time, except for the flesh and bones of the chest and abdomen, and the internal organs were half exposed.

When he examined the corpse closely, he found that the organs were almost the same as they were today, except for the very slight difference in the furnace.

How to say it.

In the furnace of 3,000 years ago, the traces of man-made are even more obvious.

Li Mo played with the furnace, and for some reason he felt that the furnace of three thousand years ago seemed to be made of metalized heads.

He became more and more curious about the abyss, and simply dug straight down.

The corpse was probably five thousand years ago, and the body was still preserved in the furnace, which shows that Li Mo far underestimated the number of corpses in the abyss.

Since the bottom is a fist-sized furnace, it means that the corpse may be able to break 10 million.

And the furnace is getting weirder and weirder.

Li Mo dug to a depth of thousands of meters with a nervous expression, and his right eye emitted light to illuminate the space, and he was immediately shocked by the scene around him.

There were countless heads stacked in front of him.

Seven or eight thousand years ago, the furnace of instrument cultivation turned out to be really a skull, and the traces of cultivation could be noticed from the fragile skull.

Judging from the outline of the head, it should be exactly the same.

It's just that the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the skull are closed, and the neck is also covered with a layer of bones, which makes the skull look unusually unusual.

"Compared to the Heart Beast Sect, the Immortal Cultivation Realm at that time hadn't experienced drastic changes in heaven and earth, right?"

Li Mo closed his eyes and thought about it, restoring his appearance according to the outline of the head, and soon there was an extra face of Dao Bone Immortal Wind in his mind.

The Book of Creation is changing.

He hurriedly digested the memory of the Book of Creation, and then realized that the face came from a Yuan Infant Cultivator of the Ziqi Sect 10,000 years ago.

【Chen Tiangang】

Although Chen Tiangang is not the ancestor of the Ziqi Sect, he is proficient in puppetry, and the secret method of the medium alloy light puppet is his originality.

During his tenure at the helm of the Ziqi Sect, his exploitation of the Outer Heaven Crater far surpassed that of the rest of the Sect Masters.

Li Mo gasped, but what was the reason why the middle dantian that was cultivating at that time turned into Chen Tiangang's head?

"It's too curious, isn't it?"

Maybe it's because of the secret method of the medium alloy light puppet? But no matter how you think about it, the two have nothing to do with each other.

Li Mo couldn't help pinching the bridge of his nose, and then collected a few heads and stored them in the corpse mountain.

The skull-shaped furnace was really limited in the nutrients it could provide to the corpse mountain, and he planned to go back to a depth of five hundred meters and use the corpses there to nourish the magic weapon.

Then.

Li Mo noticed that at the end of the book of creation, there was a little bit of paper derivation.

"Spiritual Root Page ?!!"

He hurriedly communicated with the aura of the outside world, but as a result, he did not notice the fluctuation of the top-grade spirit stone, and the new page of the Creation Book should not be the spirit root page.

Li Mo suspected that it might come from some aura at the bottom of the falling abyss.

There are two types of special pages that are currently known, the "Spiritual Root Page" that turns organs into spiritual roots, and the "Spell Page" that transforms spells into innate.

Unexpectedly, there was a chance to give birth to a third special page.

Li Mo immediately dispelled the idea of returning, and the efficiency of nourishing the corpse mountain was almost almost there, so let's wait for the special page to be complete.

He hesitated for a moment, slowed down and continued to dig down.

It is only after the special blank page has reached a tenth of the area that the wonder is revealed, and its material resembles a thin human skin.

The pores on the surface can also be continuously opened and closed.

In terms of painting style, the big cancer is indeed similar enough to the human skin page, but the specific role may not be completed to get a glimpse or two.

Li Mo retreated with peace of mind, and planned the eighty refinements of the corpse mountain by the way.

The newborn mother hanging from the white bone pagoda also has an intriguing appearance.

Sun Yangli's face was full of fear, and after only five days of being restrained in the tower, he realized that something was wrong with him, and his flesh and blood were getting out of control.

Like a corpse.

Sun Yangli decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, his skin and flesh turned into pus and dripped to the ground, and his cultivation was also sloppy little by little.

"Save me, save me......"

He repeated it in his mouth one after another, more and more like the words that Li Mo had heard in his ears when he was exposed to phosphorescent light.

It didn't take long.

Sun Yang died on the White Bone Pagoda, and the blood vessels loosened the corpse.

Taijiaozi and other instruments were deeply puzzled, and without waiting for further study, the Taoist temple at the top of the pagoda opened again, and Sun Yangli walked out of it.

Sun Yang stood on his back, the ribs in his chest pierced through the flesh, his feet limped, and he looked a little mentally crazy.

The thousand-legged real man immediately struck, and the blood vessels spread to the roots.

"Help me! Why don't you save me!! ”

Sun Yangli let out a heart-rending scream, because of the lack of limbs, he actually crawled on the ground with his ribs.

However, Qianzu Zhenren had already prepared, and the blood vessels were woven into a large net to envelop Sun Yangli.

Sun Yangli hung in the air again.

"Qianzu, how long have you been in Jindingmen?" Mu Daoren walked out of the darkness and stared at Sun Yang with a solemn expression.

"Let's think about how to leave."

The thousand-foot real person did not appear, and the voice came from all directions, "Originally, there were six White Bone Pagodas, and after the Falling Dust Dao people entered the White Bone Pagoda and became the eldest mother, they went to the inner gate. ”

"If you can't bear the process of transforming into the Great Mother, you will continue to repeat death until you turn into an indescribable furnace."

"Hehe, are you willing to give up your identity as a cultivator for the promotion of the inner door?"

Luo Yuan fell into a dead silence again, and all the knots had different thoughts.

(End of chapter)