Immediately afterwards, Li Mo saw a fetus appear in the Mud Pill Palace.

The fetus has no face, and the body is an amorphous piece of flesh, constantly transforming into various forms, like a soul and a substance.

Immediately, flesh and blood began to grow, and in just a few breaths, the fetus turned into a half-virtual and half-real brain, suspended in the mud pill palace.

In Li Mo's brain, the Mud Pill Palace also houses the brain formed by a mayfly's dream.

Brain-in-brain.

Li Mo could feel that the fetus was closely related to him, but it was not close, and even if it was destroyed, it would not hurt his body and soul.

He looked at the Book of Creation, and the new Dao body was called [Mayfly Dream].

The mayfly dream is very special, and the Dao body is actually born from the Seven Spirits Divine Power, plus the Primordial Dao Seed and the Terminal Dao Seed.

Judging from the aura of the Dao body, the mayfly dream is second only to the Born Saint.

Li Mo fell into deep thought, and the mysteries about the Dao body poured into his mind.

He quickly figured out what a mayfly dream was, and the Dao body was even more evil than he imagined.

Li Mo's expression was confused for a moment, and his breathing became rapid.

Every ten years, a mayfly dream will give birth to a "mayfly fake soul" in the Mud Pill Palace.

Fake souls can not only help Li Mo resist spells against souls, but also can be used to comprehend the Dharma by sacrificing fake souls.

Once they begin to attain enlightenment, they will evolve a real illusion similar to Area 11 in the brain constructed by the mayfly dream, allowing the false soul to practice retreat in the illusion.

After Li Mo hesitated for a few breaths, he still decided to try a mayfly dream.

He couldn't help but cast his Dao body, and then a terrifying scene appeared, the illusory brain gradually grew real brain tissue, and there were even blood vessels in the Mud Pill Palace that connected to the brain nerves.

Li Mo could perceive that a consciousness independent of himself was conceived in his brain.

The fake soul consciousness is not only exactly the same as Li Mo's way of thinking, but also shares all the memories, as if it is a second self.

Li Mo closed his eyes and communicated with the Dao body, and found that the false soul consciousness was in an extremely real dream.

It is also a small world of corpse mountain, and the fake soul consciousness sits cross-legged on the top of the main peak, and next to it is the cheering He Shou Wu.

Li Mo stared at the false soul consciousness.

I know it's not me, but I still have the illusion of looking in the mirror.

If it weren't for God's perspective, he wouldn't be able to tell the truth of the illusion at all, even better than District Eleven.

"Damn, what the hell."

After Li Mo set the goal of comprehending the flesh and blood spirit pattern for the fake soul consciousness, the fake soul consciousness began to retreat around the flesh spirit pattern.

Even the practice habits of false soul consciousness are the same.

When researching the flesh spirit pattern, the fake soul consciousness will be distracted by the Zhou Tian cycle, and occasionally refine a few related magic weapons to verify the idea.

Li Mo was uncomfortable.

The speed of time in the illusion is more than 100 times that of the outside world.

After twenty years of retreat, it seemed that he sensed the beginning of the dream, and suddenly became panicked.

It muttered to itself, "How can the small world of the corpse mountain remain the same? ”

"Why did you lose contact with the Ghost Tiger?"

"Where is this ?!!?"

The fake soul collapsed and hugged his head, and blood flowed from his facial features.

Then the dream began to shatter, and it tried to break free from its shackles by various means, and it was constantly proving the truth of its existence.

It's a pity to no avail.

In the end, the false soul consciousness disappeared unwillingly before it returned to the Mud Pill Palace, and Li Mo obtained the memory of his twenty years of retreat.

It only took half a breath for Li Mo to digest the memory of the false soul consciousness, because the latter's comprehension of the flesh and blood spirit pattern was completely advancing in the direction he expected.

"Fuck ......"

Li Mo couldn't help but burst into foul language, especially when he saw the last desperate memory of the fake soul consciousness, as if he had experienced it himself not long ago.

He closed his eyes and meditated, and after he was in a state of cultivation, the innate saint suppressed the distracting thoughts.

After all, Li Mo was not the aboriginal of this world, and eighty percent of them were reborn because of the opportunity of the Book of Creation, but he did think about some of the possibilities in his heart.

So the false soul consciousness almost affected his state of mind.

It took Li Mo several days to recover.

You must know that the mayfly dream has been imprinted by the Book of Creation and Transformation, and it is controlled by Li Mo, and the more terrifying drawbacks no longer exist.

Normally, after the false soul consciousness learns of its own existence, the mayfly dream will not directly erase the false soul consciousness.

There is a high probability that the false soul consciousness will choose to resist.

Even if the fake soul consciousness can't make any waves in the Mud Pill Palace, it has all the memories of Li Mo after all, and it can't be easily handled.

Fortunately, there is a book of creation.

"In other words, if it is a ruthless person who cultivates self-harm, will the fake soul take the initiative to dedicate himself?"

In any case, the mayfly dream is worthy of the Dao body born of the nine divine powers, and it is also faintly connected with the natural saint.

Li Mo observed the process of the False Soul Consciousness Retreat and found that the latter could use Dao Divine Powers.

In this way, it is completely possible to deduce the magic of the fake soul consciousness that he has not mastered, and even simulate the breaking pill into a baby.

Li Mo shook his head with a wry smile, stretched out his hand and swiped in the air, drawing extremely cumbersome flesh and blood spirit patterns with haze spiritual power.

His comprehension of the flesh spirit pattern has gone further, and he can already try to use it on magic weapons.

Li Mo glanced at the outside world, the ghost tiger was still shuttling between the mountains and forests, but he could already see the people.

In the distance, there is a small town with a permanent population of at least 100,000.

"It's... Qingzhen? ”

Through the regional information that Li Mo had learned from Sanxiu's mouth before, the closest Immortal Sect in Qingzhen should be a medium-sized Immortal Sect of the "Sword Tongue Sect", which was smaller in scale than the Ziqi Sect.

The Sword Tongue Sect was established by later generations and belongs to the subsidiary sect of the "Heavenly Sword Sect".

And the Heavenly Sword Gate is still a mystery.

Li Mo had heard a lot of gossip about the Heavenly Sword Gate, but very few of the scattered cultivators were fortunate enough to see it, and he only knew that its mountain gate stood on the top of the heavenly dome.

When a foreign enemy comes to attack, a sword is slashed thousands of miles apart.

Qingzhen is relatively remote, and it is estimated that with the speed of the ghost tiger, it will take at least another two or three years to reach the Sword Tongue Sect.

"The emperor is far away, if I were a demon cultivator, I would also come to Qingzhen to kill people and set fires."

"I just don't know what the strength of the demon cultivator who has infiltrated the town is, and I hope to obtain the demon gate technique at least in the Dan period."

If the demon is good to deal with, he will directly kill people and refine corpses, and his strength will be strong.

Li Mo did not let the ghost tiger go to the town, but instead went deep into the ground after the shadow.

He plans to upgrade a magic weapon he holds to a pseudo-magic weapon, which can barely be controlled with his strong spiritual power, and it is best to use it as a hole card.

"With the degree of concealment of demon cultivation, I'm afraid I don't dare to make a big show in Qingzhen......"

The ghost tiger came to a depth of two or three hundred meters.

Li Mo's consciousness swept away, and his expression became as if he was facing a great enemy, and the soil in his field of vision turned out to be a gray-white corpse.

The corpse remained in a kneeling position, much like the dead man carrying the idol, and the cause of death was the draining of the body and soul.

The whole cemetery is centered on Qingzhen, and the closer it is to the direction of the town, the denser the corpses become, and at first glance there are 30,000 or 40,000 corpses.

And Li Mo can see that the time of the corpse's death should not be far behind, and it is likely that it will appear one after another in just half a year.

But the problem is that there is nothing unusual about Qingzhen's surface.

The streets are extremely lively, the business of the shops is booming, and there are constantly caravans coming to Qingzhen along the official road, where it seems to be slaughtered......

"Wait!"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows, "It can't be that the Demon Gate is occupying the magpie's nest, isn't there tens of thousands of demon cultivators in Qingzhen?!! ”

Didn't the Sword Tongue Sect find out?

And such a style does not conform to Li Mo's impression of the Demon Gate.

He temporarily left the corpse mountain, and the ghost shadow approached Qingzhen a little bit, and at the same time opened the cave god magic eye, carefully observing the people inside.

It's incredible.

Among the more than 90,000 people in Qingzhen, only a few twenty or thirty people have cultivated themselves, more than a dozen are obviously casual cultivators, and the rest are sword cultivators from the Sword Tongue Sect.

The highest realm is only the foundation building period, and the rest is the qi training period.

The dozen or so casual cultivators in Qingzhen were somewhat mixed and waiting for death, and they accepted the heirs of some wealthy businessmen as their own disciples, and they would not take the initiative to practice on weekdays.

In disguise, it can be seen that the Sword Tongue Sect does not attach importance to Qingzhen.

Li Mo's brows were furrowed tightly, the Cave God Law Eye could even detect the clues in the Yuan Infant Period, it was impossible for the whole city to be in the distraction period, right?

If it weren't for demon cultivation, what kind of demons and monsters were those tens of thousands of people?

Li Mo was a little unbelieving, and through the comparison of the corpses and bones with the people of Qingzhen, he could indeed find the corresponding mortals.

There is nothing extraordinary about the life trajectory of the mortals in the town.

Li Mo even noticed that there was a woman who had already "died" once, and she had just given birth to a son not long ago, which was incredible.

But at least it is certain that it has nothing to do with the Sword Tongue Sect.

There are four sword cultivators in total, and they often complain about Qingzhen's lack of resources and weak aura, and their energy is spent on seeking pleasure in Hualou.

"What the hell is going on?"

"No matter how lax the sword cultivator is, it is impossible for the demon cultivator to slaughter tens of thousands of people under their noses, right?"

While Li Mo was deeply jealous, he was inevitably interested in the Demon Gate Exercises behind him.

In the ancient world of cultivating immortals, there were records of demon cultivators ascending to the immortal realm, which shows that although the demon gate exercises have drawbacks, they still point to the avenue.

"Let's refine the blood and hide the soul first."

Li Mo did not stay within the range of the corpse, and came to Qingzhen twenty miles away, allowing the ghost tiger to find a mountain range to hide.

As a high-grade magic weapon of the confinement class, the focus of the Blood Hidden Soul is to integrate into the enemy's body and block the meridians and blood vessels, which is very suitable for the flesh and blood spirit pattern.

As soon as Li Mo drew the spirit pattern, he felt that the memory of the fake soul consciousness had been completely mastered.

He summoned the spider demon's multi-armed backbone, and harnessed four pairs of arms to assist in refining, dazzling and inscribed inside and outside the blood hidden soul.

When the first wisp of spirit pattern is formed, the blood hidden soul is born with a strange movement.

The large intestine became a blur of flesh and blood, and blood dripping could be seen at the end.

The Flesh Spirit Pattern causes the Blood Hidden Soul to have a self-severing part of its intestines, and casts an irreversible flesh and blood ban on the target's middle dantian.

Li Mo was a little regretful, but it was a pity that only one-third of the flesh and blood spirit patterns were bred by the supernatural powers, otherwise it would not be a big problem to finish half of the drawing.

"There is a blood hidden soul that temporarily seals the breath of the double dantian, I can pretend to be a mortal, maybe I can get a glimpse of the demon gate?"

[The third volume, the protagonist will continue to come into contact with all kinds of interesting cultivation systems, begging to follow!] 】

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