The remnant sun is like blood.

Amid the mourning music, the black-clothed disciples lifted the coffin and slowly walked down the gangway.

Every time the coffin was sent down, a disciple read it aloud.

"Yao Guangding, a disciple of Bibo Pavilion, Jindan Realm, died in the secular Qin State, fought against the bloody evil cultivators, and died by blowing up the Jindan, leaving only one finger!"

The coffin bearer walked slowly.

Several Bibo Pavilion disciples stepped forward and gently held the coffin.

"Wu Yiming, the number of Luming Daoist, the third-level deacon of Baishui Cave, the realm of the gods, on June 23, 99374 in the immortal calendar, died in the battle of Wanbo Xianfang, in the change of Beichenmen, he fought three big demons and died, and the bones were gone."

A nun walked over with a six-year-old son in her hand and cried bitterly on the coffin.

The boy stood next to him and comforted: "Mother, don't cry, the child will avenge his father." ”

As he spoke, tears fell, but the boy pinched the little sword to prevent himself from crying.

The coffin was carried down.

Thousands of people were silent and crying.

The whole of Senko was filled with mourning.

The wind whimpered, and one after another the broken ghosts came out of the coffin, some with sad faces, some with hideous faces, and some helpless.

The remnant sun fell down the mountain, the sky darkened, and the night shrouded Xiangang.

Three thousand remnant souls sighed faintly, silently mourning.

But at this moment, a voice resounded through Xiangang.

"I'm too middle-bound, and I'm boundless.

Qingyun opened the door, and the auspicious smoke was plugged to death.

At the beginning of the Xuanyuan, it is necessary to sense the opportunity of unity.

Slim super immortal source, swinging natural clear.

All inherit the power of the Great Dao to subdue the demon spirits......"

The rhyme spreads, and in the night dome, there is a white fairy light sprinkled.

These dark, twisted remnants were stained with white fairy light, and immediately black gossamers emerged from their bodies.

The sorrow, fear, and struggle in the eyes of the three thousand remnant souls gradually subsided.

The crippled consciousness returned to its senses, and they all turned in unison to look at the person who was reciting the Tao Sutra.

"I've seen Changqing Immortals!"

"Xie Changqing's immortals are waiting for us to cross the misfortune."

"Is that the Son? I didn't expect him to come too. ”

"Thank you, Son."

The remnants of the souls surrendered.

Li Mu did not return the salute, but continued to recite the mantra of the past life with the Changqing Immortals.

"Purple clouds cover Huang Lao, he is a Sanqing Jun. There will also be weather to control the Nine Heavens Spirit ......"

With the chanting of the Taoist mantra sentence by sentence,

The Dao rhyme in Li Mu's body also resonated.

Faintly I could feel that there were three special energies emanating from these remnant souls and flying into my body.

tyranny, bloodthirsty, hatred, three negative emotions appear.

But in the next moment, these black energies, which looked like gossamers, seemed to sense something, and flew frantically towards the Heavenly Demon Dao Seed.

In just an instant, the three black silk energies were absorbed by the Heavenly Demon Dao Species.

【Ding! Successful fertilization, growth progress +0.03]

【Your seed is hungry, please fertilize it】

Fertilize? With all this black energy?

The corners of Li Mu's mouth twitched.

At this moment, the voice of Changqing Immortal suddenly sounded in Li Mu's mind.

"Senior nephew, are you okay?"

Li Mu subconsciously shook his head, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the Changqing Immortal.

"My nephew doesn't need to answer, continue to recite the mantra of the past life with me."

"Battle Death Soul, there are many dark soul powers such as bloodthirsty and violent, I thought that with your cultivation during the foundation building period, resisting the three dark soul powers is already the limit."

"But, in just a moment, you will refine the three dark soul powers that are full of tyranny, bloodlust, and hatred."

"My nephew, your soul is far stronger than I expected."

"Now, I'll slowly give you more negative soul power."

"If the nephew can't bear it, just shake your head gently."

Li Mu bowed slightly, signaling that he knew.

Immediately after, a dark soul power gossamer entered his body.

It was instantly absorbed by the Heavenly Demon Dao Seed.

Then came the second course, the third course......

More and more dark soul power entered, without exception, and they were all absorbed in an instant.

Changqing Immortal went from doubting at the beginning, to shock, and finally to ecstasy.

Five hundred!

Li Mu has already refined five hundred dark soul powers!

The strength of this divine soul is already comparable to that of a monk in the Purple Mansion realm!

Moreover, the dark soul power refined by him continues to increase!

520, 538, 566......

When the amount of dark soul power refined by Li Mu reached one thousand, Changqing Immortal's heart trembled.

Is this really the strength that the soul of the foundation building period can achieve?

1001，1002，1003……

In the end, when the 1024th dark soul power entered Li Mu's body, Li Mu shook his head.

It's not that it can't withstand the erosion of dark soul power, but that a system prompt appears in front of you.

【Ding! You've eaten your seeds, come back tomorrow and feed them.]

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For the previous twelve days, I watered three times a day and gained 36 progress.

Today, I fertilized with dark soul power and gained 10 growth progress.

Li Mu looked at the remnants on the coffin and was moved.

These deacons and disciples of the sect were loyal to the sect during their lifetime, and they will come to help me when they turn into dead souls.

They really ...... I cried to death.

Li Mu continued to recite the mantra while looking at the space in his body.

On the surface of the Heavenly Demon Dao Seed, ten more energy bubbles emerged.

Li Mu used his consciousness to pierce them one by one.

【Ding! Yuan Li +15555】

【Ding! Yuan Li +15888】

……

Ten energy bubbles were absorbed, and Li Mu once again ascended to a small realm.

The Changqing immortal next to him was stunned again.

"Senior nephew, your realm has improved?"

Li Mu bowed slightly.

Changqing Immortal's face trembled, and he was surprised in his heart, "It is worthy of being a person with atmospheric luck, and you can feel it and improve your realm by reciting a mantra with me." ”

"If I had talent and luck back then, I'm afraid I would have been able to become an immortal a thousand years earlier."

Gathering his chaotic thoughts, the Changqing Immortal continued to recite the mantra of the past life.

After a while, the mantra was recited.

With a wave of his sleeves, more than 3,000 transparent beads spilled out of his sleeves, which slowly floated down to the side of those remnant souls.

"This is a soul bead, which can protect your soul for a hundred years."

More than 3,000 remnant souls knelt down and said in unison: "Thank you Changqing Immortals!" ”

The family members, relatives and friends of these fallen people also made a fuss.

Changqing Immortal said: "You will die for the sect, and the sect will not owe you." Three days later, the spirit stones, magic weapons, and pills, as well as the corresponding compensation for bereavement compensation, will be distributed to the corresponding people. ”

Many monks also knelt on the ground: "Thank you Changqing Immortals!" ”

Changqing Immortal waved his hand, "It's not too early, let's go back." ”

More than 3,000 remnant souls flew into the Soul Bead.

The crowd left one after another carrying the coffin.

It was only then that the white-clothed monk stepped out of the floating ship and bowed his hand:

"Uncle Changqing, don't come unharmed?"

Changqing Immortal stroked his short beard, "It's still the same, but it's Yuanhua's nephew, I haven't seen him for ten years, and I have broken through to the realm of heavenly immortals." ”

This white-clothed monk was Su Bing's ninth disciple, Yuanhua Immortal.

Yuan Hua smiled faintly, "I fought with the two demon girls in Hehuan Valley, and I realized something, and I was lucky enough to rise to the Heavenly Immortal." ”

Su Ling'er asked curiously, "Did Senior Brother Nine win or lose?" ”

"Well, it's a draw." Yuan Hua turned around, touched Su Ling'er's head, and changed the subject, "When I left Qingyun Peak, Little Sister Ling'er was as long as my legs, but I didn't expect that ten years had passed, and I hadn't grown much taller. ”

Su Ling'er desperately moved his hand away, "Don't touch it, don't touch it, it's because you've touched it too much that you can't grow taller!" ”

After a commotion, Yuan Hua turned to look at Li Mu, "This is the little junior brother, right?" ”

Li Mu bowed his hand: "I've seen Senior Brother Nine." ”

Yuan Hua nodded, "It is worthy of being an atmospheric transporter brought back by the ancestor himself, regardless of the cultivation realm, the strength of the divine soul alone is enough to make people impressed." ”

Li Mu hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Nine has a good reputation. ”

Su Ling'er said as if showing off: "Senior brother's cultivation talent is also very strong, the top of the list of people in the Dao Ceremony, within one day, he broke through seven small realms and successfully built the foundation, and it took less than half a month, and it was already an eightfold foundation, which is many, many times faster than the ninth senior brother!" ”