Just after Li Mo returned to his vacuum hometown, the bronze giant gate in Wumiao Town was full of cracks, and the entrances and exits became extremely unstable.

The Wuzang Sword disciples in the town looked frightened and knelt down in front of the door and grabbed the ground with their heads.

Unable to contact the mountain gate, and having lost news of the elders, their expressions were full of confusion, and they tried to sacrifice themselves to stop the collapse of the secret realm.

As a result, it didn't take long for the bronze gate to be reduced to pieces.

The various forces have heard about it, and seeing that the Wuzang Sword has been destroyed, they have successively withdrawn from the range of Wumiao Town, and the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce has taken a step faster and quietly traveled a hundred miles.

No one knows what's going on in the secret realm of the truth.

The Yuanying monks who went there were all dead, and the Heavenly Sword Sect did not react to the destroyed Wuzang Sword, but only sent someone to take away the crimson.

How dare the various forces find the Heavenly Sword Sect to investigate, even if they are greatly injured by the vitality of the secret realm.

………

"Heavenly Sword Gate, it feels like it is above the mortal world."

Li Mo stood in his hometown and couldn't help but muttered to himself: "The sword of those years is bottomless, is it a distraction period?" ”

He stood in the thick fog with palpitations, and he almost used the corpse fairy finger, but fortunately, the sword of time did not show hostility.

Li Mo began to check his body and soul, for fear that the Sword of Time would have a secret hand.

There is a book of creation, even if there is someone else's secret hand in the body, the blank page will be clear when the shadow of the organ is revealed.

Li Mo carefully flipped through the book of creation, and it took most of the day to put his mind at ease.

"The methods of the Heavenly Sword Gate are too strange, the Sword of the Years is obviously inferior to the Twelve Immortals, but it is completely impossible to distinguish the trajectory of the other party's sword."

Li Mo shuddered.

Once again, recalling the scene where the White Bone Sect's demon cultivators were all over the field, perhaps after the Dao body reached the extreme, it could have unpredictable abilities.

"Years, years, what kind of Dao body is it?"

Li Mo planned to go to the ancestral platform immediately, and if he didn't suppress the injury and replenish his spiritual power, it was very likely that it would affect the foundation of the three-yuan infant.

As a result, his divine consciousness inadvertently swept over the old and new skins, and his expression suddenly became extremely stiff.

Li Mo has always had the habit of carrying storage bags, which are used to store ordinary resources, even if the storage bags are accidentally lost, it will not hurt.

As a result, he found a slight sword mark on the side of the storage bag.

In the mustard seed space, all the resources were neatly cut in half, and in the center floated a Buddha's head with hollow facial features.

It is the False Buddha.

"Damn, when the hell did the Sword of Time put the fake Buddha in the storage bag, how could I not be aware of it."

Li Mo's back was cold, and he frowned and looked at the fake Buddha for a long time.

The fake Buddha also has no traces of magic, and it can also be branded into an organ when it is opened in the Book of Creation, and the Dao body information on the Dao page is called [Golden Jade Buddha Bone].

The golden jade Buddha bone is an extinct acquired Taoist body, and in the ancient world of cultivating immortals, only Buddhism knew how to breed.

Li Mo was confused, what does the sword mean?

The Wuzang Sword spent a lot of effort refining the sword, and the White Bone Sect did not hesitate to expose the secret realm to plan the sword refining, but in the end, it was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Sect?

The disgust of the sword of the years when he looked at the fake Buddha did not look like a fake.

"A bunch of neurotics."

Li Mo glanced at the small world of the Corpse Mountain, just ask me about the truth of the matter, anyway, the Bone Desolate Dao people also fell into his own hands.

He set off to return to the ancestral platform and directly placed the fake Buddha in the center of the twelve immortal statues, and the flying sword suddenly became sluggish.

Li Mo has come into contact with a lot of flying swords, and he can be sure that the fake Buddha is a semi-finished product.

It is equivalent to the embryo of the dharma instrument.

It is not integrated into the sword spirit, and it can be said that it is a flying sword that lacks a soul.

"Is it for me to complete the sword spirit and then hand it over to the Heavenly Sword Gate?"

Li Mo thought about it, pulling the innate essence to nourish the flesh and bones, and the medicinal power of the Peiyuan fruit has been more than five thousand years, so there is no need to save too much.

Flesh and bones are like a rain after a long drought, frantically absorbing nutrients.

There are drawbacks in any elixir, but only the innate essence is the purest, even the secret wounds hidden in the depths of the body are gone.

It was the first time for Li Mo to be so extravagant, consuming eighty years of Peiyuan Fruit's medicinal power.

Bang bang......

There was a sound of relief coming from the muscles and bones all over the body, and the three-yuan infant replenished its spiritual power on its own.

The fatigue in Li Mo's eyes was swept away.

It's a pity that the vacuum hometown does not have yang spiritual energy, and the cultivation of the Great Day Jindan depends on the small world of the corpse mountain, which will affect the efficiency to some extent.

"Imprinted, I almost forgot."

Li Mo was in the secret realm of the mantra, so it was naturally inconvenient to imprint the golden pill, so now he used up a blank page, and the mud pill palace gave birth to a vision.

He ignored Jin Dan's imprint, and his consciousness came to the small world of Corpse Mountain.

Wails echoed through the mountains.

The wailing was not from the old man, after all, as soon as he regained consciousness, he would have to face hundreds of monks and monks.

Li Mo's mind moved slightly, and the Bone Desolate Dao Man bound by the blood hidden soul slowly emerged.

The Bone Desolate Dao people were constantly tormented by erysipelas, and their spiritual intelligence was blurred, but they were still muttering the steps of sword refining in their mouths.

"It's just a little bit, no one can stop the Buddha Sword from becoming a ......"

"Haha, the sword is done, the Heavenly Sword Gate, the sword is done."

The Bone Desolate Daoist cried bitterly for a while, laughed wildly for a while, and his spiritual power seemed extremely unstable, which was a precursor to going mad.

"Bone Desolate Daoist, do you want to use sword refining to contact the Heavenly Sword Gate?"

Li Mo tried to communicate with the Bone Wastelander, but the latter was just a crazy talk.

He didn't want to waste too much time on the Bone Desolate Dao Man, so he opened his mouth and spit out, and directly took the latter away from the small world of Corpse Mountain.

After the Bone Wasteland came to the vacuum hometown, he was invisibly suppressed, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers, and his voice became weak.

"Bone Desolation, you should recognize what it is, right?"

Li Mo pointed to the statue of the Twelve Immortals, and the Bone Desolate Daoist also noticed the fake Buddha.

The Bone Desolate Daoist opened his mouth wide, his consciousness regained a little clarity, and his whole body trembled, and his madness intensified.

"It, it, it......"

"According to that Heavenly Sword Sect disciple, this sword is called False Buddha."

Li Mo imitated the tone of the Sword of the Years, and said lightly: "It's too inferior, the sword embryo refined with the assistance of mortals is full of impurities inside and out. ”

"The crime of the Five Tibetan Sword should be put to death, and the crime of the White Bone Sect should be put to death."

The Bone Desolate Daoist no longer struggled, his expression was not despairing, but his face was self-deprecating, and he suddenly said like a dream: "He gave you? ”

"Yes."

"Taishang Qingtian, do you know what it represents?"

"Qualifications to join the Heavenly Sword Sect."

The Bone Desolate Daoist sat up and said excitedly: "You are from a lifeless sect, and you don't understand the pain of a hopeless future. ”

"I was already in my infancy 500 years ago, and what happened? Reduced to abandoning the body riddled with death and disease, and entering the Tao with white bones. ”

The Bone Desolate Daoist looked at his trembling white hands, "If I had a Gong Fa inheritance, I would definitely be distracted now." ”

"You are different from me, I can only go to the Sword Button Immortal Gate."

He gripped the skull so hard that when the bone on the surface was worn away, the exposed bones were covered with black-brown plaques, and death and illness followed.

Li Mo was silent.

Among the large sects, the only thing that ordinary monks can access is the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the affiliated Sword Sect alone is all over the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

A large sect similar to the Ten Thousand Demon Dao has no news at all on weekdays.

The Bone Desolate Daoist fell to his knees weakly, and his spiritual power began to eat away at his body and soul, and his vitality became weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Taishang Qingtian, why is there a proud son of heaven like you in the world?"

"Can you tell me, I also want to become an immortal......

Skeletons are scattered all over the ground.

A bone marrow primordial infant with liquid flowing from the spine.

The death of the Bone Wasteland is greater than the sorrow, so he did not choose to take away the Yuan Baby, and let the Yuan Infant gradually die out in the vacuum hometown.

"I have a unique opportunity, if I can't become an immortal, I'm afraid it will cause others to laugh, right?"

Li Mo sighed.

He ingested the Yuan Infant into the furnace and turned into a massive amount of spiritual energy in the flames and rushed towards the corpse mountain.

Li Mo did not decompose the corpse of the Bone Wasteland, and buried it completely in the small world of the Corpse Mountain, becoming an ordinary grave.

Chaowen said, death can be carried out.

Li Mo immediately began to deal with the corpses harvested from the secret realm, and a new round of expansion was born in the small world.

The old man of Heguo watched the drastic changes in heaven and earth in disbelief.

The aura is getting stronger; Ordinary mortal things are transformed into spiritual materials; The grass and tree monks broke through the bottleneck one after another; Giant beasts roam the mountains......

"Where is the magic weapon, the high-grade magic weapon does not have the divine power to change the heavens and the earth."

The old man Heguo didn't know what to say, Qingshan definitely had a big background, could it be the reincarnation of the true immortal of the upper realm, it was unbelievable.

Zhang Guo saw that the old man Heguo woke up, and flew with the green bead again.

"Wait, I want to see the old man Qingshan, I want to see the Taishang Qingtian!!"

As soon as the old man Heguo's words fell, he noticed that he was consciously staring at him, and his gaze was faintly mixed with a trace of murderous intent.

"Thirteen immortals, the villain has no intention of offending, as long as you are willing, the villain can stay in the small world forever to teach the cultivation of grass and tree spirits."

The old man Heguo was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and hurriedly explained: "The Thirteen Immortals don't know anything, they are naturally suitable for the Guodan Mountain lineage. ”

"I ......"

The old man Heguo gritted his teeth and took the initiative to disperse his spiritual power.

As a result, the soul of the Yuan Infant was scattered, and the only remaining head turned into flesh and blood, and the grass and tree monks couldn't figure out why it was because they touched their heads.

Obviously he was an outsider not long ago, but he suddenly turned into the same kind.

"The villain is willing to teach them carefully."

The old man of Heguo begged bitterly, and then made a demonic oath, and even told the secret of Guodan Mountain without hesitation.

"Okay, give the Tao number and bear fruit, and it will be up to you to perform in the future."

Li Mo casually recited the technique of the Dan Ghost Sect to Heguo, and openly used the cancer cells to integrate into the latter's body.

Heguo did not resist in the slightest, and nodded feverishly one after another.

In his opinion, even if Li Mo is not the reincarnation of an immortal, he will be a land immortal in the last three realms in the future, and he will ascend to heaven by himself.

Even if the Guodan Mountain in the outside world is cut off, it doesn't matter, it can be rebuilt in the small world.

Of course, the herb and tree cultivator was born with medicinal powers, and he was indeed the best choice for Dan Xiu.

Li Mo actually had a deep consciousness, but the grass and tree cultivators were too stupid, and they spent a lot of thought on their superficial qi cultivation, and if they really wanted to teach the introductory method of Dan cultivation, I am afraid it would take hundreds of years.

Heguo followed Zhang Guo upside down.

He could understand the words of the herb monk, and after learning the identity of Zhang Guo's registered disciple, Tian shamelessly took a senior brother.

The corners of Li Mo's mouth twitched, and his attention was focused on the newly awakened Jindan Divine Power.

(End of chapter)