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After returning to Qianjimen, he immediately returned to his residence, and there was a report from Hua Ruoran and Yan Madsan, and he immediately returned to this bamboo building to count the harvest of his trip.

"One hundred and ten spirit stones, fifteen lower-grade spirit weapons, countless pills, and a defensive jade pendant, plus six attribute points, this time it's not a loss!"

There is a look of joy in his eyes, and the biggest gain in this line of work is himself!

At this moment, he is already a fourfold sea of clouds, if he can, he can now break through to the sixfold sea of clouds!

Three months, in just three months, I went from the innate sixfold to the fourfold sea of clouds, this speed can be called a demon!

His face was a little solemn, and after Chu Mo put away these spirit stone pills, he took out the ink-black token and the small puppet that he had harvested in the Demon Palace.

First of all, the puppet, the material is very strange, it seems to be very ordinary, but no matter how you look at it, you can't tell what kind of material it is made of.

The whole body was pitch black, as if it was natural, staring at it carefully, Chu Mo was actually in a trance, and a strange aura overflowed from it.

"This 、、、" Chu Mo's face was a little complicated, the ghost-faced Shura Gutong was good at refining weapons, and his cultivation was all about the puppet technique.

It is rumored that there are a total of eight puppets in the ghost-faced Shura Luotong, and the strength of each one reaches the realm of the Yuan Infant.

"Could it be that this is a puppet of the ghost-faced Shura Luo Tong?" Chu Mo's face flashed with some excitement.

A ghost-faced Shura who stirred up the immortal cultivation world in Zhongzhou and made countless immortal cultivators frightened, so how terrifying is his puppet?

Chu Mo suddenly understood, why it was still necessary to place those countless prohibitions in the empty demon hall, such as if the ghost face Shura was not deliberately playing with the immortal cultivators, there was a chance that these would be the puppets under the remnants.

It's just that Chu Mo hesitated!

The easier it was to get something, the more he felt that there was something strange about it, but after thinking about it for a long time, Chu Mo was stunned and felt that he was thinking too much!

"The ghost-faced Shura Luo Tong has fallen, this puppet, I'm afraid it's a remnant of his inheritance, after all, he's a generation of heroes, isn't he?"

The more powerful the immortal cultivators, the more unwilling they are after death, and there are many large and small secret realms in the immortal cultivation world that are born because of these unwillingness, and they will leave their own inheritance, so that this immortal cultivation world has the opportunity to give birth to its own brilliance.

Even if not himself, but his descendants!

Thinking of this, Chu Mo gritted his teeth: "If I can get this Shura inheritance, it will undoubtedly be a step forward for me!"

There are undoubtedly two kinds of inheritance in the immortal cultivation realm, independent inheritance, and this inheritance will automatically choose the master, but until this moment, this puppet still has not the slightest reaction, and Chu Mo can only choose the second one.

Essence Blood Inheritance!

Holding the puppet in his hand, his hand was a sword finger, and a drop of essence blood slowly appeared on his fingertip and coiled, emitting a scarlet and bewitching brilliance.

This is Chu Mo's essence blood, the essence blood of an immortal cultivator is fundamental, once the essence blood is exhausted, no matter how high and deep your cultivation is, it will definitely fall, unless it is nourished by that qi and blood.

As soon as this drop of essence blood appeared, Chu Mo's face suddenly turned white, and there was a feeling of weakness coming from his body, Chu Mo knew that this was a reaction to the loss of essence and blood.

Quack quack~

As if the sound of the machine was running, the pitch-black puppet that was originally lying quietly in Chu Mo's hand slowly trembled at this moment, and a strange aura kept coming from the puppet.

As if seduced by the essence blood, the puppet actually escaped Chu Mo's palm and floated out of thin air, a strange light flashed from the puppet's tight eyeballs, and at this moment, the essence blood on the sword finger turned into a blood light and directly submerged into the puppet's forehead.

Chu Mo's face was a little solemn, although he probably knew what was going on, but it still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps because of the influence of that Shura Luotong, Chu Mo actually had the idea that obtaining this inheritance might not be a good thing.

At this moment, when Chu Mo was slightly distracted, a terrifying aura suddenly came from above this puppet, and under this breath, Chu Mo only felt that his aura was collapsing at an extremely terrifying speed at this moment.

"What the hell is going on 、、、 this?" Chu Mo's face changed drastically, and he wanted to shake this puppet away, but he was horrified to find that he couldn't move at this moment, even if he couldn't even use the strength of the aura a little.

"Damn、、、 this shouldn't be the legendary seizure, right?" It is rumored that a profound immortal cultivator can retain a trace of divine consciousness attached to certain magic weapon items after death, and under special conditions, he can achieve the means of taking away the body of others.

Thinking of these countless cold sweats sliding down Chu Mo's cheeks, at this moment, he actually felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

If that Shura Luo Tong really hid this means, Chu Mo couldn't believe that he could escape this fate!

The floating puppet kept vibrating and making a sound like a rattling machine, and an extremely strange black light engulfed its body, enveloping the entire bamboo building under this strange black light.

Jerked!

At the moment when this light continued to surge, as if the ancient god whale was sucking, this light was quickly restrained, and at the moment when the light was completely absorbed, the eyes of the puppet that were originally closed suddenly opened at this moment!

Hollow, godless, but as deep as the sea, a black light suddenly ingested Chu Mo's Heavenly Spirit Cover at the moment when Chu Mo had not yet reacted.

Airplanes~

The sea of consciousness made a buzzing sound, Chu Mo's originally frightened body suddenly calmed down, and a black light flashed between Chu Mo's eyes, at this moment, Chu Mo slowly closed his eyes, and completely fell into the sea of consciousness.

A terrifying memory continued to be generated in the sea of consciousness, and countless pitch-black lights slowly turned into countless flashing black spiritual words floating on the Tongtian Azure Stone Tablet.

The moment he saw these fonts, Chu Mo's whole person was stunned in place, and then a look of great joy flashed on his face, but in a blink of an eye, it turned into a complex and tangled look.

The font composed of that black mang is the alchemy technique, which is Shura Luotong's means of fame, but it is only one-third of the content, and the rest seems to have been specially erased by Luotong.

This alchemy technique can only refine puppets in the Golden Pill stage at the most!

And at this moment, Chu Mo finally knew that the real function of the puppet was indeed a puppet, but this puppet still needed Chu Mo to refine it himself before it could be used by him!

It's just that what makes Chu Mo entangled is that the puppet can actually evolve, but the evolved item materials make Chu Mo suddenly a little entangled.

He finally understood why this Shura Luo Tong could rise so quickly at that time, and finally knew why the entire Zhongzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm would fight so hard to destroy this Luo Tong at all.

"No wonder, no wonder you will fall, with such means, how can this Zhongzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm tolerate you?" Chu Mo muttered softly, his face unable to tell whether he was happy or worried.