According to Li Mo's estimates, without the nurturing monks of the White Jade Lotus Throne, the population of the Truth Secret Realm would inevitably continue to decrease.

Either the Wuzang Sword continues to increase its investment and collects all the mortals in the towns it belongs to into the secret realm, or it chooses to give up and welcome the destruction of the sect.

"Sure enough, you can't underestimate any force, the White Bone Sect is very scheming."

Although the purpose of the White Bone Sect is not clear, the Five Tibetan Sword has no way out.

As long as the Heavenly Sword Sect does not interfere, no matter what the White Bone Sect does, it is very simple to bypass the Wuzang Sword, after all, the latter is nothing more than sword refining.

In order to verify his idea, Li Mo had a difficult time communicating with the statue of the living god.

After Luo Kai noticed Li Mo's transmission, he couldn't help but become more respectful, and immediately mobilized his connections to investigate the movements of the Wuzang Sword.

Sure enough, as Li Mo expected.

Wuzang Jian had already secretly mobilized the population of the rest of the towns and relocated them to within ten miles of Wumiao Town in the name of flooding.

If nothing else, I'll be in the secret realm soon.

Mortals erase their memories in the bottle space, and then train them to become monks according to the Shingon Sect, and then implant the sword spirit and send it to the secret town.

However, in this way, even if the Wuzang Sword completes the sword refining, the foundation will have to be severely damaged.

It will not be able to recover its foundation within a thousand years, and it will even be reduced to a small immortal sect.

The affiliated Immortal Sect is so helpless, there is no choice at all, and when it comes to life and death, if it is not successful, it will become a benevolent.

"It's all a group of crazy people, and the next Wuzang Sword will definitely have to make a big move, and we must find a way to restore the control of the three-yuan baby."

Li Mo pondered, and his eyes fell on the shrines beside the street.

There are three Yuanying elders of the Wuzang Sword who came to the secret realm, and they must also be in the jade bottle, and eighty percent of them carry the Shingon Sect exercises with them.

Even if Jian Xiu can use Yuan Ying, without Crimson by his side, his combat power is limited.

Li Mo was confident that he would extract his teeth and obtain the Shingon Sect exercises from them, and if he applied it to himself, he would be foolproof.

After he made up his mind, he motioned for the ghost tiger to quietly burrow out of the bottle.

The ghost tiger walked along the shadow of the street towards the nearest shrine, and Li Mo urged the mixed yuan to gather his breath as much as possible.

What I didn't expect was the result.

As soon as the ghost tiger left the shrine, the people seemed to have noticed something strange, and they all showed fear on their faces, kneeling on the ground and praying for the Buddha's blessing.

Their brains glowed with precious light, and their brain tissue turned into all kinds of spiritual materials.

The people threw their brain tissue into the spiritual shrine, and the spiritual material fell into the mouth of the bottle in the traction of the jade bottle, no wonder the spiritual material fell from time to time in the mustard seed space.

"Heavenly Demon!!"

"The Heavenly Demon has appeared, I can feel that the Heavenly Demon is nearby!!"

"It's an extraterritorial heavenly demon, an extraterritorial heavenly demon in the mouth of the glass Buddha!!"

The scene became extremely chaotic, and the people were staggered in confusion.

Because of the alienation of their bodies, they seemed to have difficulty controlling their natal flying swords, and they kept spitting out brilliant sword qi from their mouths.

The natal weapon began to revolt, and the people let out a painful wail.

Li Mo scolded a few times, obviously the ghost tiger was not completely exposed, but an unspeakable danger suddenly arose in his heart, as if a great enemy was approaching.

The ghost tiger whimpered, and desperately sped up to the next shrine.

Then.

"In the Amitabha Buddha Temple, there are all natural seven treasures, the so-called gold, silver ......"

A heavy murmur sounded, and a Buddha aura comparable to the infancy of Qi suddenly swept through the street, and a giant monk who was more than four meters tall rushed in the distance.

The monk's head is far larger than the body, and the exposed brain is in the shape of a lotus flower, emitting a dazzling seven-colored light.

"I am an Arhat under the seat of the glass Buddha."

"Raise your head Arhat!"

"Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons? Everybody gets it! ”

There is no parasitic natal flying sword in the body of the Fushou Arhat, which shows that the Wuzang Sword is helpless in the face of the Shingon Arhat of the Yuan Infant Stage.

The leader Arhat called the outsiders extraterritorial heavenly demons, and his words were filled with a chill to the bone.

Li Mo couldn't help but rejoice that the Heavenly Sword Sect had expelled the Seven Treasure Buddhas from the Truth Secret Realm, otherwise who would be able to withstand the aftermath of the distraction period.

He could see that the spiritual intelligence of the head arhat was not high, and to be precise, the monks and people in the secret realm of the truth were a little stupid.

There is a high probability that there are drawbacks in the Shingon Sect exercises, after all, the major is the brain.

"The Buddha nature is always pure, where there is dust."

"Where there is dust, there is pure land."

"Pure Land of the Eight Directions."

Click.

The strange sound of rustling came from the head of the head of the arhat, and under Li Mo's incredible gaze, the brain crawled out with both hands and feet.

The brain is baby-like, wrapped in bursts of Buddha energy, and it opens its mouth and spits out.

Frequent visions.

The street where Li Mo was located turned into glass, and the people turned into a Buddha with a gorgeous appearance under the influence of Buddha power.

There is elixir nectar falling from the sky, and Ganoderma lucidum grass grows in the cracks of the ground.

In the blink of an eye, within a kilometer of the Arhat's body, it was like the Western Heaven Elysium, and the pain in the eyes of many people disappeared.

They recited the scriptures together, causing the aura of the Arhat to swell again.

In just a few breaths, the head of the Arhat reached the infant stage from the Qi infant stage, and with one palm, the Buddha force spread to a hundred meters, and the ghost tiger screamed again and again.

But apart from the ghost tiger, nothing was damaged on the street.

It seems that the Buddha power will intentionally protect the same kind within the range, as long as it is contaminated with the Buddha power, it will not become the target of the attack of the head arhat.

Li Mo gasped.

His three-yuan infant is limited, and it is definitely impossible to be the opponent of the head Arhat, and there is obviously more than one Yuan Infant Arhat in the secret realm.

Thoughts arise, and the town shakes.

Three more Yuan Infant Arhats appeared, which shows that the Wuzang Sword has tossed them enough, and they all have the meaning of grass and trees.

Cancer cells poured into the ghost tiger, and the shadowing intensified, temporarily stabilizing the body that was almost collapsed.

The ghost tiger plunged headlong into the shrine, and Li Mo stopped the consciousness of communicating with the vacuum of his hometown.

The leader Arhat no longer released the Buddha's power, and sat cross-legged nearby, still repeating the words of killing the extraterritorial heavenly demons in his mouth.

"If I'm unlucky, I'll have to go home."

Li Mo entered the mustard seed space in the bottle, which was also a deserted temple.

The Demon Correction of the Dan Period was sorting out the spiritual materials that had just been harvested, and he was still chewing on the corpse of the monk in his mouth, and after noticing Li Mo's figure, he didn't react for a while.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

Li Mo punched out as he spoke, and the skull of the Demon Cultivator shattered, and the headless corpse was still spasmodic, and the smell of blood was permeating.

He cleaned up the corpse, and the tattooed beast continued to work on the demolition.

The ghost tiger was slightly aggrieved, lying in the courtyard silently licking its wounds, and the salamander was beside it to help it remove the erosion of Buddha power with vitality.

If you can use spiritual power, how can the ghost tiger be so vulnerable.

Li Mo put away the monk's corpse and couldn't help muttering, "Brain primordial infantilization? Shingon Buddhism is definitely not a Buddhist practice anymore. ”

In the memory of the Book of Creation, Buddhism took the path of condensing relics.

Shingon Buddhism is different from Buddhism, in fact, it is more appropriate to classify it as demon cultivation, no wonder the Seven Treasures Buddha is called evil by Buddhism.

"No, I still have to find the Elder of the Five Tibetan Sword, it is too passive to nest in the mustard seed space, and the three-yuan infant can't absorb the aura to cultivate."

If he followed the plan of the Five Tibetan Sword and the White Bone Sect, Li Mo would inevitably waste a lot of time, and most of his gains in the Truth Secret Realm would be lost.

After thinking about it for a long time, he began to use various means to test the head of the Arhat.

Separated part of the dust of the sea of blood, but as soon as he came to the secret town, he was turned into ashes by the Buddha power of the Fushou Arhat.

The same is true for mountain spiders, who simply cannot withstand the ravages of Buddha power.

Li Mo thought of the Shingon Sect Weapon again, but perhaps it was the lack of refining of Buddha power during refining, and the Truth Word Sect Weapon still didn't work.

After the Gu worms and corpse wine failed one after another, another Arhat came to the shrine.

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Li Mo pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, unable to transfer the shrine, which meant that he was trapped in place, and he was powerless to show his skills.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the bottle, only to hear a strange noise from outside.

Li Mo frowned, and his divine sense quickly discovered that the source of the abnormal sound was the spirit shrine itself, and there was a small crack spreading on the surface.

His first reaction was that he had destroyed the temple.

But then he noticed that the crack looked like a mark cut by a flying sword, and the arhats of the Shingon sect in the town also became impatient.

Li Mo's face sank.

Eighty percent of the damage to the shrine stems from the Wuzang Sword, after all, only when the monks in the bottle are exposed, can they have a chance to solve the Arhat of the Shingon Sect.

There are two Shingon Sect Arhats guarding the shrine where Li Mo is located, and even if the three-yuan infant can be used in the future, I am afraid that he will not be able to eat and walk around.

"No, I still have a chance to break the game."

Li Mo's expression became subtle, controlling almost all the cancer cells pouring into the mountain spider, and a large number of deformed spiders were born.

The spider clings to the bottle, and the flesh and blood on its body begin to become cancerous.

In just a few breaths, the jade bottle was covered in flesh and blood, and dense pupils grew on the surface, and within half a day, it spread to the shrine.

The shrine seemed to come to life, its eyes surveying the street.

The cancer continues.

The shrine cracked open its bloody mouth, and the people panicked away, but the Arhats of the Shingon sect were indifferent to the aberration shrine.

Click.

The shrine grew hands and feet and forcibly pulled itself up from the ground.

Li Mo's consciousness penetrated through the big cancer, attached to the shrine, and disappeared like a spider on the street corner.

After discovering the strangeness of the shrine, the Arhats of the Shingon Sect couldn't help but leak monstrous Buddha power.

As a result, the flesh and skin were injured at most, and the shrine itself could not be helped, and it could be recovered in just a few breaths at the distortion speed of the cancer.

The leader of the Arhat raised his arm, but in the end it was still gone.

After Li Mo understood that the Arhats of the Shingon Sect could not directly attack the spirit shrine, an unbridled strange smile came out of his mouth, "Destroy the ......"

The cancerous shrine approaches another shrine.

"It's another period of knotting."

The flesh and blood of the shrine were alienated into arms, which stretched directly into the jade bottle.

Brother Jiedan was stunned, and then was knocked head-on.

Li Mo was not interested in the inheritance of the magic of the monk Jiedan, so he was too lazy to take people's lives, and then used it to attract the attention of the Wuzang Sword.

"Hand over all the resources, or die, pick one."

Seeing that the other party didn't react, Li Mo directly swallowed the temple in the bottle in one gulp, and the monk Jiedan was so frightened that he hurriedly threw away the storage bag.

"Truly."

Monk Jiedan trembled, and regretted coming to the Truth Secret Realm.

Li Mo hurried to the next shrine, and was still reinforcing the cancerous shrine, and its size had skyrocketed to more than two meters.

The Cancerous Shrine rampaged through the streets, followed by two Shingon Arhats.

[I'm sorry, old men]

[Thank you Xue Yongnian, the leader of the Eternal Lantern Festival, thank you for the mourning of dreams, stealing hamburgers, one person and ten thousand merchants, and the reward of book friends 20230122354307]

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