"One last word of caution."

"The range of the strange object perception is half a meter, once there is a sword ghost in it, all the sword ghosts within half a meter will immediately riot."

Seeing that Lu Yuan was about to leave, Li Mo hurriedly asked, "Elder Lu Yuan, how can I obtain the cultivation inheritance of the Refining Period." ”

Lu Yuan stopped his steps and swept over Li Mo with a subtle gaze.

In his impression, it didn't take long for Luoyang to bring Li Mo to the Great Sun Sword Shrine, and it should have been a complete cultivation in the Yuan Infant Period at that time.

Now it won't be long before Li Mo has to be promoted to the Heavenly Palace Period.

Lu Yuan's tone softened slightly, "Tai Already, the exercises of refining the void period are not preserved by sword cultivation, they are all hidden in the twenty-eight sword shrines. ”

"When you reach the consummation of the distraction period, Luoyang will naturally arrange for you to go to the center of the sword mound to comprehend the exercises of the void period."

Li Mo didn't say anything more, and then realized that he would not be too optimistic about his promotion to the refining period.

The Great Sun Sword Shrine represents the Yang Technique, and his Buddha magic body involves both Yin and Yang, and it is impossible for the Dharma Body outside the body to break through separately.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, maybe you can get a few more exercises, and let the Dao species deduce the content of the refining period by themselves."

Li Mo also wanted to inquire about the exchange of cow stomach resources, but Lu Yuan had already gone away.

The city fell silent.

The sword cultivators who came to the tomb sword mound did not mean to take the lead, after all, it can be said that the grass and trees in the phantom realm are all soldiers, and the danger is far beyond imagination.

The death of a mortal will cause tens of thousands of sword ghosts to lose control.

"But it's so easy to get out of control, how can the grave still maintain order? If it was replaced by the Great Sun Sword Shrine, it would have long since turned into a hell on earth. ”

Li Mo couldn't help but guess.

"Maybe the Tomb Sword Shrine is constantly repeating the fall, and when recruiting disciples, it is likely that you will have to face countless sword ghosts."

Li Mo's expression was extremely solemn, but there was no good response at the moment.

According to Lu Yuan's meaning, they should not have to stay in the grave for a long time, but the uncertainty in it is still extraordinary.

Fortunately, the location of the courtyard chosen by Lu Yuan is very ingenious, and there are relatively few sword ghosts.

As night falls, only the painful wails of the elderly come and go, in stark contrast to the downtown area where the lanterns are hung.

There was an indescribable rancid stench in the alleys.

Rodents crawl around corners.

The rat body is most likely also the corpse in the mound, but because of the innate cripplement, the consciousness of the corpse is extremely weak, so it turns into an animal with no intelligence in the illusion.

The twenty-eight sword mounds all have unique and orderly rules, which are completely different from the present world.

For Li Mo, no matter what kind of environment it is, it is a good place for cultivation, and it is only a few hours before stepping into the tomb and sword mound, and there is a harvest.

On the surface of the Symbiotic Dharmakaya, there are twisted and pitch-black lines entangled with each other.

The ghost subordinates take the sword intent [shattered].

Li Mo stood in front of the window, his fingertips revealing a gray mist-like sword aura.

His cave god eyes paid attention to the distribution of the aura of the tomb sword mound, and found that the aura in it was indeed not as pure as the Great Sun Sword Shrine.

"Sixty percent is yin aura, thirty percent is ghost aura, and the remaining aura, which is composed of poison, blood, and water."

Li Mo's eyes flickered.

If nothing else, as long as the Dao inheritance of the Tomb Sword Tomb is obtained, it will definitely be able to reverse the main cultivation of the Ghost Tiger, and even the main cultivation of the Candle Dragon can be solved together.

The seven-headed tattoo beast is still ethereal power, only the ghost tiger and the candle dragon are still ethereal, perhaps the Great Wilderness Immortal Body has not been able to transform into a mortal, and it has a certain relationship with the tattoo beast.

Li Mo looked at the streets and alleys, and after the Spirit Root Worm blessed the Cave God Eye, he could occasionally get a glimpse of the truth of the illusion and see countless corpses.

The mound of swords is a large mass grave.

"There are at least more than a million corpses, if they can be included in the small world of the corpse mountain, I am afraid that the spirit root worm will not be promoted to the spirit treasure ...... immediately."

Li Mo forcibly suppressed distracting thoughts.

Even Lu Yuan, who was refining the void period, had to disguise himself as a scalper, which showed the danger of the sword mound in the grave, and tried to restrain himself a little before he figured out the reality of the void.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

There was a rapid cough from the courtyard next door, and Li Mo couldn't help but look up, but saw blood slowly oozing out from the cracks in the wall.

An old woman stood in front of the window with difficulty.

She stretched out her arm and kept waving to Li Mo.

The old woman looked to be over 100 years old, her skin was like leather stacked on top of each other, covered with corpse spots, and she tilted her head and smiled miserably.

His lips trembled, as if he was trying to endure the hunger of his head.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes, and dots of cancer cells drifted away.

"The body of this world is about to decay, and the consciousness is approaching its lifespan, how do you feel that it will turn into a strange thing? The mounds are wicked. ”

The distortion acts on itself.

Li Mo's mouth grinned to his ears, and the monstrous beastly nature emanated and immediately opened his bloody mouth, and countless sharp teeth and sharp teeth looked terrifying.

He smiled at the old woman, his eyes bursting with appetite like substance.

The old woman's expression was extremely stiff, and her figure retreated into the darkness of the room little by little, and the rapid coughing stopped abruptly.

"Assert ......"

"Bullying the soft is afraid of the hard, right?"

Li Mo suppressed the distortion, his body returned to its normal appearance, and then made a simple arrangement of the courtyard to prevent danger from coming unconsciously.

In the following days, he focused on Tuqin Jindan.

By the way, distraction in the small world of the corpse mountain refining magic weapons, regardless of the quality, anyway, they are all used as nutrients for the cultivation of the Dan tree.

The cultivation of Dan trees is not a one-time success, after all, 600,000 corpse mountain residents are too many guests.

Li Mo's hoarded resources have only given birth to tens of thousands of Dan trees, and there is still a long way to go if he wants to make the small world of Corpse Mountain full of Dan trees.

Tuqin Jindan's cultivation progressed faster than expected, and it could almost be described as a thousand miles in a day, and Danding was frantically absorbing aura.

The Dharma Body can also use the Innate Saint to replenish the Tuqin Jindan.

Half a year later.

Li Mo was successfully promoted to the Ning Dan stage, and the Tuqin Jindan once again came with the idea of devouring the medicinal power, and the form seemed to be a seed that was about to take root and sprout.

He brought the infant into the small world of the Corpse Mountain, refining a corpse tainted with magnetic power.

Tuqin Jindan actually absorbed the medicinal power of 5,000 residents before it calmed down and bred dense small Jindan.

At the same time, Li Mo noticed that Tuqin Jindan had cracked a subtle gap.

Seeing this, Li Mo was even more sure that the Dan Weapon could be combined into one, but the way of fusion was probably different from the rest of the Dharma Bodies outside the body.

"Huh?"

Li Mo opened his eyes, and the old woman next door hit the wall with her head.

The old woman seemed to notice Li Mo's peeping, and her movements eased somewhat, but it didn't take long for her to torture herself.

Blood mixed with brains flowed out of the crack in the door.

Click.

The old woman walked out of the house with difficulty, her eyes revealing indescribable fear, and she couldn't help but murmur, "Who am I?" ”

She fell to her knees, her hands touching her face incredibly.

"Who am I and where am I? It hurts, it hurts so much......"

At first glance, it seems that the old woman woke up before she died, but the more Li Mo looked at it, the more it seemed that the other party had woken up from her sleep.

Perhaps, the unintelligent shells bred by the mound of swords and mounds were once all living people?

is also like the sword ghost in the bronze mirror.

The old woman's sanity lasted only ten minutes, and soon she became muddy again, digging into the soil and stuffing it into her mouth.

A moment later, the old woman heard the sound of bones colliding.

Her flesh and blood began to collapse, blood flowed from her mouth and nose, her bones folded and overlapped each other, and her terrible screams made even Li Mo creepy.

Under Li Mo's gaze, the old woman turned into a bench.

The wooden lines of the bench are like flesh and blood, and the dark red lacquer surface has blood beads condensed, and it falls motionless in the corner of the courtyard wall.

"After the body died, it became a sword ghost, no wonder the number of sword ghosts in the grave is so exaggerated."

If it continues to accumulate, sooner or later the grave will be thunderous, after all, even if it is the twenty-eight sword mounds, the forbidden tricks are limited.

Li Mo's eyes flickered.

He looked at the bench for a long time, and after confirming that there was no sword ghost within half a meter, the cancer cells quietly burrowed into the bench.

Just looking at the structure of the bench, there is no trace of the trick.

Li Mo summoned out the corpse mountain, and the magic weapon took away the bench in the air, but as soon as the bench fell into the small world of the corpse mountain, flesh and blood immediately grew.

In just a few breaths, a hundred-meter humanoid sword ghost was rampant in the mountains.

Fortunately, the sword ghost was not in his infancy, and he was quickly suppressed by Li Mo and imprisoned in the trapped sword platform to study whether there was a way to restrain him.

"If you want not to cause movement, you can only take away all the sword ghosts within a certain range."

"But the problem is that it is impossible to distinguish the strength and weakness of the sword ghost, in case it is a night wandering god, the small world of the corpse mountain will have to be reduced to ruins."

After Li Mo hesitated for a long time, he had to choose to give up.

Doing things in the tomb of the sword mound is undoubtedly looking for death, but fortunately, it is not without gain, at least it proves that the trapped sword platform is still useful.

Li Mo waited silently in the house, and the tomb and sword mound looked like a New Year's Eve, and there were lights and celebrations everywhere.

He found that the so-called recruitment of disciples was most likely related to preaching and teaching.

"Another group of lonely ghosts, reenacting the scene of the drastic changes in heaven and earth?"

The old man's wailing faded away.

The nearby courtyard was empty, with just a lot of weird furniture.

Li Mo took the opportunity to collect a few pieces, and accidentally found a beast Dao body inside, but unfortunately the Great Wilderness Immortal Body still did not cause a qualitative change after it was devoured.

In the town, it is completely plunged into a strange and inexplicable carnival.

The Book of Creation in Li Mo's mind also poured out fragmentary memories, almost exactly the same as the scene of the tomb and the sword mound, it should have come from a certain period of drastic changes in heaven and earth, and the ordinary people had gone crazy.

The smell of blood pervaded.

There are no buildings in the town, but an alternative altar with more than 1,000 statues of gods.

Mortals lose their minds, cut off their eyes, and throw them at the altar.

Then there are the limbs.

The minced meat is everywhere, and the aura is overflowing.

Only mortals with independent consciousness can avoid the influence, and they hide in the houses and dare not go out, just like Wumen City when the world changes drastically.

Li Mo noticed through the Cave God Eyes that the strange aura became restless.

Moo~

Yang Niu's cry sounded in his ears, followed by Lu Yuan's cold whisper, "No matter what means you use, kill all the sword ghosts." ”

Li Mo's pupils shrank.

The sword mound is shrouded in thick clouds over the mound, which means that it is impossible to enter and exit freely.

(End of chapter)