Hearing the words of the old man, the cultivators were all overjoyed.

Elder Wang opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to refute this Blood Demon Sect's only two Yuanying bosses, so he could only mumble a few words of complaint.

Lanterns flew out of the storage rings.

The cultivators immediately stepped forward and took the lantern to check.

Li Mu stepped forward, quietly attached Zhenyuan to the palm of his hand, and picked up the lantern.

The moment I first touched the lifting rod, I felt that something was impacting the true element barrier in the palm of my hand.

There's something wrong with this thing.

Li Mu was even more vigilant in his heart, picked up another human skin lantern, silently attached a simple True Yuan Enchantment to the pole, and handed it to Su Ling'er next to him.

Su Linger took the lantern curiously, slightly stunned, and after seeing Li Mu's eyes, she already understood a little in her heart, and looked at it carefully.

The lantern is made from a scalp that is stretched out and dried.

You can also vaguely see the facial features.

There is no wick in the lantern, but four moths with glowing bellies.

The moths flapped their wings and slammed into the human skin lanterns, fluttering.

"Be careful, sir."

In the transmission note, Wu Sanjiu's voice suddenly sounded.

"These moths are mutilated souls."

"Every moth lacks a soul or a soul."

"Adults hold lanterns, and these moths will absorb your corresponding soul."

When Li Mu heard this, he was slightly shocked.

But there was a look of joy on his face that he had taken advantage of.

There are many methods of evil cultivation, and not all of the Blood Demon Sect are cultivating Blood Demon Skills.

This Elder Wang should take the path of soul refining.

The so-called soul refining is to refine the soul into various horcruxes.

It can be used to increase one's own strength, and it can also be used to defeat enemies.

The soul that is refined is not only limited to people, but also can be refined by demons and spirits.

These glowing moths in the human skin lantern should be the Horcruxes refined by this Elder Wang.

"People have three souls and seven spirits, and without one of them, it will cause damage."

"What's more, there are four moths in each lantern."

"The Blood Demon Sect wants to take advantage of these scattered cultivators and lack souls to refine them into blood slaves."

"That's a good idea."

Li Mu gathered his thoughts and swept his gaze around.

These casual cultivators don't seem to have found anything unusual about the human skin lanterns.

Everyone, with a happy expression.

"It's still the boss who is generous!"

"I don't know how many spirit stones are needed to borrow this lantern?"

"This lantern looks like it's made of human skin, right? Tsk tsk, the Blood Demon Sect is a good means. ”

There was a lot of discussion among the casual cultivators.

In the crowd, the old monster of Chiyan carried a lantern, his brows suddenly furrowed, but he didn't say anything.

The man with a sallow face also took a human skin lantern, as if he didn't feel anything unusual, and just followed the crowd.

He was originally taciturn, and never said a few words from beginning to end.

Mixed in more than 20 scattered cultivations, there is no sense of existence.

The eight-year-old boy was cheering, bouncing with a lantern and looking like he had a new toy.

The "grandfather" who was refined into a puppet by him carried a strange jar on his back, and he didn't know what it contained, which made his waist bent a little.

For the Jindan monks, the storage artifact is not too expensive,

This jar can be placed in a storage bag or a storage ring.

But he had to carry it on his back.

I don't know if this fat grandson is deliberately torturing him, or if there is another reason.

As for the meditation, he was also holding a bowl in his left hand and a lantern in his right hand, as if he noticed something, and he suddenly turned his head to look.

His gaze was right on Li Mu.

Li Mu bowed slightly.

The meditation was stunned for a moment, but did not respond, but just turned his head away and continued walking.

As we entered the valley, the gray fog became thicker and thicker, and the view was obstructed.

Even if the true yuan is attached to the eyes, it can only see a distance of one hundred and ten zhang.

Fortunately, the gray mist was slightly dispelled by the light of the human skin lantern, so that everyone did not have to be distracted to deal with these gloomy aura.

Li Mu took Su Ling'er and quietly slowed down his pace, walking in the middle of the crowd and at the back.

More than thirty lanterns, intermittently, moved through the gray fog.

Li Mu looked at the corner of his eyes, glanced at something coldly, and his steps paused slightly.

Behind a dead old tree in front of the side, a miserable white face poked out, glanced at everyone, and hurriedly shrank back.

Many of the monks also saw the man's face.

Suddenly, a streamer flew out, shooting like lightning towards the old tree.

It was a flying sword, the sword qi exploded, and with a bang, the dead old tree turned into fragments, and sawdust flew all over the sky, but I didn't see where the person's face went.

"Count you as fast as you run."

The monk withdrew his sword and said hatefully.

Qianlao frowned, didn't say anything, just walked in the front and led everyone forward.

After about a stick of incense, the gray mist around me became thicker and thicker.

Behind the crowd, there was a rustling sound.

It was as if someone was following behind.

There was no living creature in the valley, and it was very quiet.

So the rustling sound is very noticeable.

Everyone cheered up, and the muscles of the whole body gradually tensed.

The rustling sound became more and more pronounced, getting closer and closer, and also circled from behind, as if to encircle the crowd in the middle.

Li Mu was walking, and Su Ling'er suddenly asked:

"Senior brother, why do I feel that someone is calling my name?"

Li Mu raised his eyebrows, and replied, "Except for me, no one here knows your name." ”

Su Ling'er moved her steps, approached Li Mu, and looked around vigilantly.

But the gray fog is thick, and the human skin lantern can only disperse the distance of two or three zhang around, and farther away, shrouded in the fog, can only faintly see some shadow outlines, and I don't know whether it is a tree or a strange rock.

Li ...... Li Mu ......"

A voice suddenly sounded in Li Mu's ears.

"Mu'er, it's time to eat, I stewed lotus root pork ribs today."

It was a man's voice, familiar and yet unfamiliar.

Memories come flooding back.

The face of the fat shopkeeper of the pharmacy in Surabaya City appeared in Li Mu's mind.

Li Mu subconsciously took a step forward.

But in an instant, he reacted.

The fat shopkeeper had been killed by him.

"Mu'er, come on, there are meatballs you like to eat."

Li Mu concentrated, the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and operated the clear spirit.

The voice of the fat shopkeeper of the pharmacy became angry.

"You white-eyed wolf! I will raise you for half a year, and I will provide you with good food and drink...... I don't want to save your stepmother...... ...... without conscience You kill my whole family......"

The clear mind continues to operate.

The fat shopkeeper's voice quickly dimmed, muffled, and finally disappeared.

At this time, I saw someone in the crowd suddenly reply.

"Master, is that you, Master?"

The one who spoke was the one who used the flying sword to "blow up the tree" before.

He asked, dropped the lantern, and walked into the gray mist.

"Old immortal, you, do you really want to take me as an apprentice?"

"Haha, I'll serve you tea."

Nasanxiu stopped in front of a shadow, knelt on the ground, and pierced a hole in his chest with his sword, blood gushed out, he quickly caught it with his hand, and held the hot blood above his head with both hands.

The blood in his chest is still spurting out,

But this casual cultivator didn't seem to feel pain, and there was a weird smile on his face:

"Master, please drink tea!"