In order to ensure the authenticity of the illusion, Li Mo also perfected the details through the spirit root worm.

It didn't take long for the Taoist priests in the illusion realm to look at the Taishang Three Corpses and Nine Insects Skill, and they would act according to the rules of ordinary Taoist temples.

"The three corpses are things, and the real souls and ghosts and gods belong to them, and if they want to make people die early, this corpse should be a ghost, and they should indulge in parades......"

The sound of Taoist priests chanting exercises echoed in the mud pill palace.

"Ugh."

Li Mo's temples were a little swollen, and he hurriedly used the Great Sun Jindan to block the movement of the illusion.

He watched the operation of the illusion, in which the speed of time flowed faster than the outside world, and the movements of the various Taoist priests seemed to press the speed button.

Li Mo retracted his consciousness little by little, allowing the illusion to operate on its own.

The result may be a flaw in the illusion, when Li Mo no longer controls the illusion, soon there will be a loss of control, and the illusion will begin to collapse.

"Can the Spirit Root Worm be used to deduce exercises?"

Li Mo's brows furrowed.

He watched the illusion turn into nothingness, and under the action of the Spirit Root Worm, it was reconstructed in the Mud Pill Palace.

The second illusion seems to be more stable.

But it only lasted for an hour, and the illusion disappeared in an instant.

"Something."

Li Mo stared at the illusion formed by the Spirit Root Worm for the third time, and there was an insignificant perfection in all aspects, and it took five hours for it to get out of control.

He closed his eyes and waited patiently for the illusion to stabilize.

The wind intensified.

Even a grain of dust mixed with the gang wind drilled into the pores like iron sand, torturing Li Mo's flesh and bones.

After the toad venom beast became larger, the power of the oncoming wind skyrocketed.

Even if Li Mo has the Futuo Zhou Tian Buddha's hand, he must always drive his spiritual power to protect his body, and he does not dare to expose himself to the wind without reservation.

Relatively speaking, the effect of the Futuo Zhou Tian Buddha's hand refining body is becoming more and more obvious.

The spiritual power of the Great Sun infiltrated itself little by little, making the organs contaminated with the material of the Seven Treasures, and there was an extra smell of Buddha out of thin air.

"Hoo ......"

Li Mo let out a long sigh.

The haze and mist spiritual power kept Gangfeng out, and the salamander appeared on his shoulder, releasing vitality to nourish his body as it was about to collapse.

Li Mo has already found a pattern, refining his body for five days every ten days or so.

When you get used to the intensity of today's Gangfeng, and then consider shortening the rest time, relying on the innate essence to recover from injuries is too luxurious.

Li Mo opened his eyes and looked towards the town, and a figure slowly approached.

Araki Daoren relied on the magic weapon of his body to resist the wind, and every step seemed extremely difficult, and he was covered in blood before he knew it.

Once the artifact is broken, he will take out a new artifact and replace it.

Only five meters out of the city, Araki Michito felt that in the past few years, the devastation from Gangfeng was comparable to experiencing an outbreak of death and disease.

Li Mo nodded slightly.

Whether or not you can break the pill and become a baby requires a stable Dao heart.

Araki Daoren is not Han Cai, and if he wants to obtain resources from Li Mo, he must show qualifications that are enough to break the pill and become a baby.

"Salamander, you look at the point, and if he can't support it, you give it a boost."

"Yikes."

The salamander tilted its head in response, and the natal magic weapon towering tree above its head leaked vitality, nourishing Li Mo's slightly withered body.

Li Mo looked at the illusion in his mind.

The illusion has collapsed five times, and a unique set of rules has finally formed within the Taoist temple.

More than 60,000 Taoist priests shuttled through the illusion world, and their behavior was still a bit dull, but it was enough to be called their own duties.

Li Mo had to admit that although the Taoist priest was transformed by the residual consciousness of the residents of the Corpse Mountain, he still had the basic spiritual intelligence.

In addition, the phantom root parasitized and beheaded the three corpses, the three dantians of the Taoist priest are lifelike, and the cultivation is almost the same as the real one.

"Since it's in the Mud Pill Palace, let's call it the Yadao Palace."

As soon as Li Mo's mind moved, the plaque of the Taoist temple revealed the three words of the Taoist Palace.

He noticed that there were already Taoist monks who had begun to practice the Taishang Three Corpses and Nine Insects Gong, but in a different way than Kunlunzi.

The direction of Li Mogong's deduction is to fit the physique of the tattoo beast as much as possible.

The Taoist monks are also groping for ways to enter the Tao without turning into roundworms, and from time to time some Taoist priests go mad because of this.

Fortunately, everything in the fantasy world is a mirror.

The monk had just died in the first breath, and his body was buried in the back mountain of the Taoist Palace, but he walked out of the wing room unharmed in the next breath.

Li Mo showed interest.

The mayfly dream deduction exercise is to create a false soul consciousness with ontological spiritual intelligence; And the Spirit Root Worm deduction exercise is the countless possibilities of trying the exercise in the illusion.

As long as there are enough monks, the blind cat will eventually meet the dead mouse.

"Perhaps the illusion is a little reluctant to use it for more cumbersome Dao body fusion, but the deduction technique definitely has a miraculous effect."

"The Spirit Root Worm is a complete side treasure."

Li Mo was secretly speechless, and transplanted the hundreds of phantom spirit roots that had been bred by the Spirit Root Worm one after another into the guests of the small world of Corpse Mountain.

The only pity is that the speed at which the Spirit Root Worm breeds the Phantom Spirit Root is too slow.

Li Mo could only hope that after the Spirit Root Worm reached the level of the magic weapon, the output of the Phantom Spirit Root would be able to satisfy the 300,000 corpse mountain residents.

"Heh, what concept do the 300,000 monks have, I'm afraid they can even try to deduce the distraction period exercises, which is simply wonderful."

When Li Mo was practicing, he was also distracted from making up classics for Ya Dao Gong.

He found that completing the details of the Retreat Palace could make the illusion more realistic, and even slightly increase the Monk's spiritual intelligence.

In a sense, this means that the remnant consciousness no longer resists illusions.

Li Mo simply moved the Taoist system of his previous life into the illusion realm, and built a statue dedicated to the Three Qings, as well as a miscellaneous Heavenly Court Immortal God.

The area of the Yadao Palace gradually occupies one-twelfth of the Nimaru Palace.

After Li Mo decided that he was perfect for the Dao Palace, he put his energy back to his own cultivation.

Drumming up the illusion does have the illusion of being above all beings, as if he has become an immortal, but he knows that the illusion is a bubble after all.

Once the small world of the corpse mountain is destroyed, the spirit root worm immediately returns to the magic weapon embryo.

Li Mo felt that the dark wounds of his flesh and bones had healed, and he withdrew the haze and mist spiritual power of his body, and continued to face the terrifying wind.

At the top of the toad's head, there was suddenly a golden Buddha light.

………

"There are four-legged beasts, born in the mountains and seas."

Araki Daoren had been away from the Rock Circle for more than half a year, and he was completely looking like he had run out of oil, and his consciousness was about to collapse.

His flesh and bones were filled with a large amount of impurities and aura, and the eight veins of the Qi Meridian began to shrink.

The natal spirit beast has the same life, and it is not much better than the state of the Araki Daoren, barely supporting the latter's limbs and continuing to crawl.

Araki Michito had long forgotten his purpose, and his eyes were staring directly at the Buddha's light.

The light of the Buddha is like a lighthouse to guide the lost ship, otherwise he would have lost his spare strength long ago.

Bang.

The last robe of the Araki Daoist was damaged, and even if it was an eighty refining high-grade magic weapon, it couldn't support the destruction from Gangfeng.

His exposed skin was covered with dense wind fixing talismans.

The Wind Fixing Spirit Rune can indeed be used to ward off strong winds, but it is obviously unrealistic to face the Gangfeng, and the spirit runes are reduced to ashes.

After the Araki Dao people have no means of protection, half of their breath will be torn to pieces by the Gangfeng.

"Yikes."

The rhizomes released by the salamander grew along the ground and headed towards Araki Michito.

Just as the Wind Fixing Spirit Talisman was exhausted, a huge figure swept past the Araki Daoren, and the body grabbed the latter and rushed towards the poisonous beast's head.

"What a ......"

Han Cai smiled bitterly and stuffed an elixir into the mouth of Araki Daoren.

He was more prepared, and he could see that the spider-like body had been modified with organs, and the whole body was covered with silver needle-like fluff.

The fluff swayed slightly, and its function was to channel the flow of the wind.

is also suffering from the Gangfeng, and Han Cai's damage is only fifty percent of the Araki Dao people, and he seems to be able to walk with ease.

Han Cai also understood what Li Mo meant.

As long as he says a word, his own apprentices will definitely teach him.

But Han Cai really didn't want to, relying on the identity of Master Li Mo, he was not ashamed to occupy a place to break the pill and become a baby, and would rather bear the power of Gangfeng with the Araki Daoren.

Han Cai tossed and turned flexibly, and the organ transformation of more than a dozen pupils on his forehead allowed him to see clearly the weak points between the Gangfeng air currents.

Araki Daoren regained some consciousness and said gratefully, "Thank you, Doctor Han." ”

"Take a good look, you need to be calm and calm when you encounter something."

Han Cai's speed increased, and as long as his limbs were damaged, he immediately replaced them, and caused an explosion with the spirit runes he carried with him.

In the event of an explosion, Gangfeng will appear in a brief safe zone.

It only took ten days for Han Cai to approach the head of the toad poisonous beast, and his body barely suffered any additional injuries during this time.

If it weren't for Han Cai and an Araki Daoren, I'm afraid it would be over in three days.

When the salamander saw Han Cai and the two, he pulled them under the towering tree with his rhizome, and the endless vitality repaired the injuries of the two.

The towering tree is rooted in the flesh and blood of the poisonous beast, and is not affected by the wind within two meters.

Araki Michito was able to catch his breath, his expression full of frustration, and then looked at Li Mo, who was sitting in the range of Gangfeng in shock.

Li Mo didn't need protection, and his body used Gangfeng as a nutrient for refining his body.

Han Cai looked at it for a long time, and had to admit that he couldn't see through Li Mo completely, and he couldn't even figure out the reality of his cultivation.

Araki Michito was speechless in shock.

The wind crackled, Li Mo's skin was oozing blood, and he could see the dense green tendons that burst out, indicating that it was by no means without waves, and he must have endured unimaginable pain.

The people of Araki Dao only knew that Li Mo was talented, and he stepped out of the beast cultivation path.

At this time, he suddenly realized that Li Mo could become the first Yuan Infant of the Heart Beast Sect, which meant that he had experienced difficulties and dangers that ordinary people could not imagine.

"The disciple has seen Aoyama senior."

Araki Michito respectfully kowtowed, and his restless state of mind was calmed.

The corners of Han Cai's mouth couldn't help but smile, as if he saw his young self, and the lifeless Jin Dan throbbed.

Li Mo opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to point to the towering tree.

Vitality was unreservedly instilled into Han Cai's body, and the latter's golden pill aura was subdued, and he hurriedly took out resources to start a retreat.

The accumulation of Han talent has long been enough, and what is missing is only an opportunity.

Li Mo passed on the precautions for breaking the pill into an infant to the Araki Daoist, "Araki, you can stay at the bottom of the tree and practice, and you can try to use spiritual power to fight Gangfeng in your spare time." ”

"Thank you, senior."

Li Mo stopped at the point, and the bottom of the towering tree fell silent again.

(End of chapter)