The old man who burned the fire closed his eyes and crossed his legs, and activated the turbid blood spiritual power in the middle dantian, and suddenly bursts of thick smoke and dust appeared from the pores of his body.

His expression was a little complicated.

Obviously, I can clearly feel that the middle dantian does not belong to me, and the spiritual power is not obtained from cultivation, but it can be like an arm.

Where did Taishang Qingtian come from, I don't know what ambition it is to intervene in the Wusheng Sect?

Forget it, it has nothing to do with yourself.

Regardless of whether the festival goes smoothly or not, no one can leave unharmed.

The old man who burned the fire opened his eyes, pus and blood flowed out uncontrollably from his facial features, and his breath had become stable, "You... I don't know what you want to achieve in the Rite of Living? ”

"The best spirit stone, Yin blood."

After hesitating for a few moments, the old man quickly nodded in agreement, as if he thought of something, and began to say some crazy words in his mouth.

Li Mo sighed when he saw this, and then a large number of mountain mosquitoes and Gu insects poured into the cave.

The old man who burned the fire became nervous, and then noticed that the Gu worm was carrying a storage bag, and then he put his mind at ease and showed a relieved expression.

Li Mo threw the storage bag to the old man who burned the fire, which contained a lifelike human skin robe, as well as a large amount of corpse wine to suppress the injuries.

"Old man on fire, I hope you can hold on for a while longer."

"I'm not going to die, at least not until I get into that damn place."

The old man took out the corpse wine and poured it directly into his mouth, and suddenly the sound of liquid pouring on the soldering iron sounded in the hole.

"Good wine!"

Under the influence of corpse wine, his injuries immediately healed, and the alcohol also stabilized his mental condition.

"What do you call it?"

"Zhao Gonghuo."

The old man tore off large swaths of burnt black skin, poured corpse wine to cause new skin to grow, and then laboriously crawled to the outside world.

When he saw the sun, he stood at the entrance of the cave in a daze.

Li Mo took back all the mountain mosquitoes and insects in the outside world, and then through the Zhuji insects, he could detect every move of the old man who burned the fire.

He was afraid that the old man would die unexpectedly, and he wanted the ghost tiger to protect his safety.

Later, it was discovered that the old man who burned the fire was very cautious, relying on the human skin robe, and easily turned into a loose cultivator and blended into the outside world.

After he took his great-grandson to a small immortal sect, he went to the nearest black market for casual cultivation.

The old man who burned the fire used the means of the demon gate to quickly attract a group of loose cultivators, and used a special poison pill to control everyone.

Obviously, he has done everything to make Zao Jun pay the price.

Li Mo observed the words and deeds of the old man who burned the fire, but because the latter could not disclose information about the vacuum's hometown, most of his actions were extremely inexplicable.

Although he didn't know why, he didn't intervene too much.

Every time the old man passed by the temple where the old man was ordered by the stove king, Li Mo could feel the resentment in the heart of the old man through the Zhuji worm.

In addition to the scattered cultivation, the Futu monks investigated that there were many disciples of the Immortal Sect, and they seemed to be also interested in the living festival.

It can be seen that the plan of the Birthless Religion has a great impact.

Li Mo patiently waited for the approach of the Immortal Festival, and at the same time distracted himself from the pure turbid blood spiritual power to prepare for the promotion to the Yuan Infant Stage.

He sat in the Qingshan Cave for ten years, and the vacuum hometown was calm as if nothing had happened, and all the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators had no reaction.

At one point, he thought that perhaps the location of the secret realm of life was not in the vacuum of his hometown.

As a result, one day, there was a sudden slight tremor in the depths of Luozu's underground.

A massive amount of spiritual energy surged towards the position of the gap in Luo Zu's head, and the originally rich spiritual energy suddenly appeared in a half-breathing vacuum period.

"Here we are."

The eagerness in Li Mo's eyes flashed, and his gaze looked towards the source of the strangeness.

Luo Zu was a giant corpse with no head and no limbs, but at this moment, in the inky gap in his neck, there were countless flesh buds like tentacles wriggling.

"Hell, coming back to life?"

Li Mo realized that it was no wonder that the Wusheng Sect believed that the lifeless old mother was not dead.

If he was not mistaken, Luo Zu would give birth to a head, and perhaps when the head was complete, it would herald the beginning of the rite of life.

"No biological mother, vacuum hometown."

Luo Zu's millions of gray people, without exception, all fell to their knees.

They recited the mantra of the Immortal Sect, and their expressions were full of fanaticism, as if the Rite of Life was really celebrating the birth of the Immortal Mother.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon Cultivator also joined the ranks.

The last is the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator.

A chant ran through the vacuum hometown, echoing in the boundless mud pill palace.

The grass and tree monks seemed to be infected, and they also knelt in the mountains to worship, but they were reciting Li Mo's name, but fortunately, others could not understand it.

Li Mo motioned for the tattooed beast to follow suit, and he also followed suit.

The vacuum's hometown is full of strangeness, and he can't help but wonder now whether his lifeless mother has any life......

The mantra of the Religion of No Life lasted for a hundred days before it stopped.

Because the chanting was day and night, tens of thousands of gray people turned into dry bones due to exhaustion, but there was not the slightest sadness on the faces of the living.

They are still immersed in the worship of the childless mother.

On the contrary, there were no casualties among the grass and tree monks, and they could replenish nutrients by taking root in the mountains, and even a few of them unknowingly completed the breakthrough of the realm.

Li Mo looked at the highest elevation of Rushan, and a hoarse female voice came.

"Calling the Immeasurable Pure Void Supreme Holy Three Realms Ten Directions Ten Spirits True Ruler."

"The children knelt in the eastern woodland, answered the sign to recognize the old mother, the motherless mother, the kindness is boundless, gave the longitude to the world to descend the Dharma boat, faxed through the golden thread, and led all beings back to the vacuum as soon as possible."

"No biological mother is on top."

"No Mother is on ......"

Li Mo's brows furrowed slightly, and the voice of his words faintly made his heart palpitate, the other party's cultivation is probably not only in the Yuan Infant Stage, but may have been distracted?

After the female voice finished chanting, Luo Zu returned to calm.

All the demon cultivators seemed to have been baptized, and their thoughts became clear, and all they talked about was the deeds of the childless mother.

Li Mo closed his eyes and recuperated, he knew that the Yuanying Demon Cultivator would definitely come to the door in the near future.

With the passage of time, the turbid blood spiritual power has reached the point where it is no longer pure, making the turbid blood golden pill already give birth to signs of breakthrough.

If it weren't for Li Mo's efforts to suppress it, maybe the Turbid Blood Jin Dan would have given birth to a Yuan Baby.

Unconsciously, six years had passed, and it was not until there were only more than three years left for the Life Festival that I saw the Fortune Earth Immortal approaching in the direction of Qingshan Cave Heaven.

Doumu Yuanjun and Our Lady of Golden Light also paid attention to Qingshan Cave Heaven.

Although the three of them had expressed their kindness to Li Mo before, they knew what they thought in their hearts.

The Fu Di Immortal walked among the clouds, shrinking his body to the equivalent of seven hundred meters for Li Mo, at least the surface posture was extremely low.

"Taishang Daoist, I haven't seen you for a long time, but my cultivation has made progress."

The Fortune Earth Immortal swept across the Qingshan Cave Heaven and saw that the number of Herb and Tree Cultivators had increased, and a trace of greed couldn't help but flash in his eyes.

He often paid attention to Li Mo and found that the latter had been in a state of cultivation and rarely took care of the Qingshan Cave, and as a result, he relied on the followers to develop on their own, and had begun to take shape.

The Fortune Earth Immortal felt more and more that the value of the Grass and Tree Monk was far greater than that of the Gray Man.

"Lang Jun is a good means."

Doumu Yuanjun stared at Li Mo from a distance, and his face was constantly transforming between male and female, making Li Mo more and more jealous.

"The Fortune Immortal is a rare guest."

Li Mopi responded with a smile.

Fu Dixian nodded and said, "I don't know where the temple of Taishang Qingtian is built, I can ask the temple under my hand to pay more attention." ”

"Fu Di Immortal, presumably you also know my identity in this life, so you will naturally put the statue of the lifeless god in your own mountain gate."

"Hahaha, I see."

Fu Di Immortal laughed a few times, realizing that Li Mo was indeed invincible, and only the Ziqi Sect could touch the Outer Heaven Pit.

The two of them talked around the Ziqi faction.

The Fu Di Immortal is constantly tempting, and his words seem to be close, and every sentence is full of traps.

Li Mo was a little impatient, and said straight to the point: "Fortune Immortal, are you coming to the door for the sake of the living festival?" ”

The Fu Di Immortal was not angry, and said with a smile: "Naturally, it seems that you have also heard of the Life Festival in the Heavenly Heaven." ”

"I just heard about it, but I don't know much about it."

"This matter does contain great chance, and it is not intentionally concealed, but I don't know the details of the living festival."

The Fortune Immortal said something about the scene, and at the same time, he was tempting both openly and secretly.

Seeing that Li Mo didn't reveal too much information, he said, "The number of places in the Life Festival is really limited, but I am willing to give twenty places to you Taishang Qingtian." ”

"Then how do you participate in the Rite of Living?"

"The festival is different every time, so it's best to leave it to a fellow monk you know well, and you have a higher chance of finding an opportunity......

The Fortune Immortal apparently wanted the Ziqi Sect to participate in the Rite of Living, and promised some cherished resources in exchange.

"I'll have to think about it, and you know that the Sub-Instrument Sect rarely cares about outside matters."

Li Mo was slightly puzzled in his heart, what was the point of letting the Ziqi Sect participate in the Living Sacrifice, would it affect the interests of the Living Sect?

"Hahaha, that's good, but you don't have to make a decision in a hurry, there is a lifetime festival every hundred years."

The Fu Di Immortal seemed to be very sure that Li Mo would betray the Ziqi Sect, and after the afterglow swept over the grass and tree cultivators, he turned around and left the Qingshan Cave Heaven.

Li Mo stared at the back of the Fu Di Immortal for a long time, and then resumed meditation and cultivation after a while.

He didn't plan to let the Ziqi faction enter the game, on the one hand, the instrument cultivator couldn't leave the sect at all, and on the other hand, the Ziqi faction had just recovered.

If the clue is seen by the Wusheng Sect, it is likely to introduce the misfortune into the Ziqi Sect.

"What kind of benefits will emerge from the festival of life?"

Li Mo paid attention to the old man who burned the fire, and the casual cultivation that the latter had attracted had already formed a scale, but his actions were a little too extreme.

The old man who burned the fire had already used the poison pill to control the loose cultivation, and he was carrying out livestock sacrifices every day, deepening the devotion of others to the childless old mother.

As the festival approaches.

There are a large number of fanatical lifeless old mother believers in the immortal cultivation world, not only casual cultivation, but even all kinds of immortal sects are covered.

After Luo Zu's skull grew out of the outline of a skeleton, Li Mo immediately recognized that its appearance was the ...... of the ancient immortal cultivation realm

Louvre Fairy.

(End of chapter)