Chapter Seventy-One: The Only White Bone Immortal in the World
Click.........
The sound of bones clashing echoed through the dim depths of the earth.
The seemingly subtle movements, in fact, were transmitted to the ground for more than a kilometer, and the valley was shaken, as if a ground dragon had turned over.
Then a thick poisonous smoke emerged from the cracks, causing countless poisonous insects to throb.
The magic circle arranged by Li Mo couldn't last long at all, and it soon disappeared under the wash of poisonous smoke, causing the poison to begin to spread.
The poisonous smoke mixed with a small amount of innate essence gave birth to countless inferior spiritual materials, making the ecology of the valley almost the same every day.
Li Mo frowned slightly.
Cancer cells have been out of the body for too long and have lost their vitality, and the dust of the sea of blood has dissipated in the corrosion of toxic smoke.
His divine sense is relatively limited, and Li Mo can be described as a blind eye to the outside world.
Fortunately, be prepared in advance, otherwise the spread of poisonous smoke will not be limited to the valley, I am afraid that it will be affected within hundreds of miles.
Li Mo's current image is very curious, with bones drilling out of his skin and flesh, forming a closed white bone cage to wrap himself.
The bones did not stop growing and continued to grow slowly.
His use of the nascent Dao body was not yet able to do what he commanded, and the residual toxins in his body caused the bones to go out of control.
"Dao body toxins should not be underestimated, and they almost affected the foundation."
The toxin has been mixed with the innate essence, and it is like an appendage between the flesh and bones, and there is no good way for a while.
"Hey."
Li Mo shook his head slightly helplessly, estimating that he would have to use Dao Body Water Grinding for more than ten years to completely wipe out the toxins.
The Great Wilderness Immortal Body is extremely mysterious, but it is not a poisonous Dao body after all, but the ability to swallow all things allows Li Mo to digest toxins for his own use.
Li Mo didn't panic too much.
The toxin will not affect the three-yuan baby, and even after digestion, it can supplement the medicinal power of Peiyuan fruit, but the whole body is highly toxic in a short time.
Li Mo looked at the small world of the corpse mountain.
The tattooed beasts are all asleep, but the mandrills can wake up in half a year at most.
Li Mo continued to consume the toxins, and at the same time became familiar with the newly born bone Dao body, and then the white bone cage that wrapped around the body no longer expanded.
Obviously originating from the Dao body, the white bone cage exudes an aura of magic weapons.
This Dao body conceived by mountain spiders, torso bones, limb bones, spine bones, and skulls is very strange, and its name is [White Bone Treasure Body].
Li Mo also saw it for the first time, and the Dao body was closely related to the magic weapon.
The mountain spider has turned into bone marrow and is completely integrated into the bones of the whole body, making his skeleton faintly reveal a faint magic weapon aura.
Needless to say, the strength of the bones has reached the level of a low-grade magic weapon.
It is close to the magic weapon of the middle grade.
Li Mo can manipulate the growth of bones, and his form is no longer limited to spider feet, and it is easy to piece together a white bone cage with bones.
"The most outrageous thing is ......"
If Li Mo dies, the bones will devour the remaining remnants of the Yuan Infant and re-transform into a low-grade magic weapon "Mountain Spider".
If someone refines the mountain spider, the magic weapon will separate small spiders that are invisible to the naked eye, and quietly drill into the brains of the monks.
The little spider used the brain as a nest, gradually transforming the monk's flesh and bones until it was fit enough to accommodate Li Mo's primordial infant.
For a thousand years at most, Li Mo will borrow rebirth in an alternative way.
The divine power that imprinted the awakening of the torso bones and limb bones was unremarkable, who would have thought that the final formation of the Dao body was so weird and inexplicable.
The trunk bone is the [bone like a tree] that allows the bones to grow rapidly, and the limb bones allow the limbs to devour the bone marrow of others to recover from their own injuries.
Li Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, it was best not to use the white bone treasure body for the rest of his life.
After all, the borrowing of the White Bone Treasure Body is not without drawbacks, all spells will come to naught, and the Dao Body will be gone.
"In a sense, the White Bone Treasure Body is indeed very close to immortality."
If the mountain spider can reach the realm of transcending the magic weapon, I am afraid that even the land immortals will be difficult to hurt in the slightest, doesn't it mean that Li Mo can be resurrected infinitely through the white bone treasure body?
The only white bone fairy in the world?
Li Mo forcibly suppressed his thoughts, the Dao body in the world is strange, and if he can't do it, there is a very chicken Dao body that can restrain the white bone treasure body.
The Bone Treasure can be used as the final hole card, but not as a reliance.
"However, the white bone treasure body is the same as the Great Wilderness Immortal Body, and the potential is extraordinary."
"In the future, the White Bone Treasure Body will continue to dig deep into the Dao body that borrows rebirth and has similar fusion abilities, maybe it can be resurrected without any drawbacks."
Li Mo's current Dao body is an existence that is unimaginable to others.
A natural saint, a mayfly dream, a mixed element without leakage, a great wilderness immortal body, and a white bone treasure body.
"The road is promising."
Li Mo looked at the magic weapon spirit patterns inside and outside the bones, attracting the innate essence to nourish and let the white bone treasure body be promoted to a middle-grade magic weapon as soon as possible.
He saw that Pei Yuanguo's medicinal power still had three thousand six hundred years, so he divided two hundred years and poured into the sword fetus.
The volume of the fake Buddha sword fetus has been doubled, and the innate essence has removed some impurities, and its quality is not what it used to be.
Although, it's still not like a sword.
Li Mo finally no longer has to be stingy with the medicinal power of Pei Yuan Fruit, and the corpse mountain and mountain spider have a good body temperature, saving a lot of innate essence.
After more than half a year.
The tenth spirit pattern of the white bone treasure body was finally completed, and Li Mo's bones began to transform into a medium-grade magic weapon, and the bone marrow boiled like boiling water.
The white bone cage that wrapped Li Mo became thicker and thicker.
Li Mo's heart moved.
Hundreds of white bone spiders drilled out of his back, but the size of a fist, and the aura that leaked out was comparable to that of a weak crown.
The Bone Spider dug into the soil, preparing to leave the depths of the earth.
Li Mo endured the discomfort, the treasure light emitted from his body became brighter and brighter, and his bone density also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When the transformation is completed, the bones take on the material of agar white jade.
Li Mo was very satisfied, especially the restrained Dao body aura of the white bone treasure, which made it impossible for outsiders to see through the reality of his Dao body.
"It should take a few years for the big cancer to give birth to a new spirit pattern, but there is no need to continue the retreat, the poor countryside is not suitable for cultivation."
According to Li Mo's plan.
It's best to find a large black market where it's easy to get the Yuan Infant Spell, and you can also rely on canned aura to practice on weekdays.
Although the scale of the port is not small, due to the restrictions of the high-level monks of the Ziqi Party, there are few scattered cultivators above the Yudan stage.
However, in Li Mo's impression, most of the large black markets will not exist for long.
"Let's get out of the mountains first."
Li Mo retracted his white bone treasure body, and one by one the bones re-burrowed back into his body like living creatures, and the penetrating wounds healed.
The white bone spider spat out spider silk, wrapped around Li Mo's body, and pulled him to the ground.
Li Mo stretched his hands and feet, and after the weight of his bones increased by twenty or thirty times, when he used his physical strength, he would inevitably feel a sense of stagnation.
He even had the illusion that he could make a mountain fall with a single punch.
"It's a pity that the magic weapon is only limited to bones, otherwise I'm afraid it can really be sanctified in the flesh......"
"Huh?"
Li Mo looked up with a strange expression, and his divine sense sensed that the ground had undergone a drastic change, and the outside of the valley seemed to be full of people.
"Could it be that some small forces are attracted to spiritual materials?"
He put on the old and new skins, and his aura became vague and light, and on the surface, he was just a casual veteran who had just entered the cultivation.
When Li Mo came to the ground, hundreds of farmers came into view.
The peasant family is tall and big, although he has not cultivated himself, but it can be clearly seen that he has mastered the superficial mortal martial arts.
What puzzled Li Mo was that the farmers were all carrying a beast head, their bulging abdomen was full of poisonous water, and their organs had long since rotted.
Their heads are dominated by black bears, with obvious stitching marks on their necks, and their stiff features are creepy.
The farmers are responsible for harvesting the spiritual materials, loading them in pallet trucks and sending them out of the valley.
"Is it the handiwork of the poison cultivator? But something doesn't feel right. ”
When the farmers noticed Li Mo, they all showed reverent eyes, mainly because Li Mo's poisonous smoke volatilized from his mouth and nose.
"Is there a gathering place for immortals nearby?"
"Hmm."
Their tongues were rotten and could no longer make a sound, and they pointed to the southwest, indicating that the gathering place was beyond the valley.
Li Mo narrowed his eyes and found that from time to time, a monk flying by a magic weapon flew overhead.
In less than half a minute, he had already passed by seven figures, but none of them were poisonous cultivators, and the realm was only a weak crown stage.
"Strange thing."
After Li Mo hugged his fists and thanked him, he tied up his white hair with a hairpin, and then summoned the mandrill that had just woken up to facilitate the detection of danger.
The mandrill was still sleepy-eyed, it was the first of the tattooed beasts to digest the toxin, and the rest of the little ones were still asleep.
Li Mo walked out of the valley, and the mandrill jumped nimbly on his shoulder.
Seeing this, the farmers were speechless, and then continued to collect spiritual materials.
Li Mo didn't pay extra spiritual power, so that the volume of the mandrill was not even half a meter, and the aura emitted was also in the total horn stage.
"Huh."
Li Mo took out a Bodhi fruit, and the mandrill immediately came to his senses and ate it.
After achieving the Great Wilderness Immortal Body, the mandrill has completely turned into an entity, and its mouth is full of poisonous spiritual energy, which boosts its own cultivation.
The mandrill dances with its hands, and the acquired spiritual root in its body has a slight complement, but unfortunately the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy is still average.
Li Mo's divine sense swept over the mandrill.
Although the body structure of the mandrill is very simple, it is theoretically possible to master the exercises.
"If it's really a poisonous cultivation force, maybe you can get a few inheritances, even if you don't cultivate, you can create the exercises of the tattoo beast."
While Li Mo was thinking about it secretly, he felt a little ridiculous.
He has only been in retreat for more than ten years, where does the power of the barren mountains and mountains come from, could it be that the nose of the poisonous cultivator is more sensitive than that of wild dogs?
Li Mo disguised himself as an ordinary casual cultivator and left the confines of the valley.
I saw that in the remote mountain range, a path was trampled out, and groups of mortals walked forward on foot under the leadership of Sanxiu.
A thick fog rises to the southwest, and a ruined town looms.
Li Mo's pupils shrank, his steps involuntarily accelerated, the Creation Scholar throbbed, and the pure memories of the fourth senior sister poured into his mind.
Immediately after, a deformed and terrifying beast emerged from the thick fog.
The giant beast was nearly a kilometer long, and its appearance was like that of a toad, with a human face similar to that of Qingjing, and its body was made of carrion.
The town sits right in the pustule on the toad's back, and a population of 60,000 or 70,000 can be faintly seen.
Figures came from all directions, scrambling to sink into the toad's back, and most of them did not belong to the poison cultivator.
And the poison cultivators turned out to be in the form of beasts.
"Qinghongfang."
(End of chapter)