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The human race inquires about the news within the Taikoo tribe through the Taikoo tribe that has good relations with the human race. The Taikoo tribe does the same and is also inquiring about the news about the human race.

This wave, this wave is a win-win for wallflowers, win twice.

But no matter how you inquire, it seems that there is no big move on the part of the human race, and they are all forces that they can estimate.

The Jiang family, an ancient family, has made a statement. The Jiang family has a god-king body that has been sanctified, but no one knows what its strength is.

Then they found out that Luo Mo had entered Yaochi, presumably to visit a powerful figure in Yaochi. After all, the ancient emperor could refine divine source liquid, so Yaochi would probably leave a powerful legacy behind, and the same goes for the Jiang family.

Counting Dongfang Taiyi, there is a consensus within the Taikoo clan that the human race can have as few as one great sage and as many as three great sages, depending on how much support the ancient aristocratic families Jiang Family and Yaochi have for the Yuantian Sect.

Therefore, even the ancient royal family did not dare to come rashly. They were in frequent internal contact. Even if they wanted to plan interests together, they had to discuss how to divide the spoils first. What's more, this time it was an invitation from Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, and Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest wanted to

Just bleed.

Everything in the world is for profit, and this sentence is also applicable to ancient tribes.

Luo Mo mastered the Bagua Pan, made some calculations, and found that the situation had not reached its peak yet and needed some deliberation, so he came to Zishan with confidence and boldness.

Purple Mountain.

The descendants of the Zhang family no longer live here. They live in an oasis near a certain Yaoguang mining area. The living conditions are much better than here. At least they don't have to worry about bandits.

The terrain of Zishan is still amazing, and the supreme terrain of Jiulong guarding Yizhu is even more wonderful than the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest.

There are nine roads into Zishan. Luo Mo couldn't find them all when he was weak in cultivation before, but now that he is a Yuantian Master, he can see through them at a glance, and even see the ancient clan sleeping inside.

Eight tribes.

As for the core of Zishan, Luo Mo still couldn't see through it. There was the imperial aura there that covered everything.

He entered the mine tunnel again and came to the Yin Yang that blocked the road. Luo Mo had used the power of the quasi-emperor soldiers to pass through here. Now he was in front of Yin Yang again. He only had to step forward to kill the powerful one.

The two qi of yin and yang are just the breeze blowing on his body.

Entering the interior of Zishan, the jade palaces and towers seemed to be covered with dust, primitive and dull, and roads led to all directions.

Entering here again, Luo Mo walked the same path he had walked before with ease, and then cast the Great Curse Technique. Using the genuine Yuantian Divine Technique and a bunch of red hair as a guide, he cast the Great Curse Technique to look for that touch of aura.

"Ouch——"

The terrifying roar came from far and near, shaking the ancient cave here as if it was about to collapse, and a figure rushed towards it following the call of this cursed air.

This is a tall demonic figure, its whole body covered with red hair, its five fingers sprouting black claws, made of divine iron, shining with cold light, and can tear Luo Mo's body apart in the next moment.

"ban!"

Luo Mo just uttered a word, and the figure that was attacking him was frozen in the air. Then six sacred tablets appeared, wrapping up and down in all directions, imprinting them on it.

"ah--"

The shrill roar sounded like a wild beast, but the red hair on its body gradually receded.

Not long after, a man was half-kneeling on the ground, his skin color was abnormally pale, and he exuded a deathly aura.

He panted, breathing in the air greedily, and the essence of heaven and earth was absorbed by him, just like when he was alive.

But Luo Mo said bluntly: "Even with my help, you can last at most three to five days in this state."

The man stood up slowly without any fear, "I'm not from this world, so it's good to live for a few more days."

Although he saluted Luo Mo, "The fifth generation Yuantian Master Zhang Lin, thank you fellow Taoist for your help."

Luo Mo also reported his name, "Leader of Yuantian Sect, sixth generation Yuantian Master, Luo Mo."

Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily.

"It's so wonderful, I didn't expect that someone from my lineage of Origin Technique would be able to restrain the curse. My way will last forever, and I will be glorious!"

"Senior, if you want to see how the Origin Technique has developed in this world, you can follow me back to the Origin Heaven Sect later."

"That's the plan."

Zhang Lin was very happy. He didn't expect that after being cursed and turned into a half-man and half-demon, he would one day regain his sanity.

"Just asking fellow Taoist to wait a moment."

Zhang Lin left and passed through ancient caves. After a while, he reappeared holding a huge divine source in his arms. There was a beautiful woman in the divine source, and her clothes had the mark of Yaochi.

This is the story of Yang Yi, the saint of the Yaochi who was beaten ten thousand years ago. She is the confidante of the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi. When she learned that Zhang Lin had an unknown incident, she entered the Zishan Mountain to look for him regardless of life or death.

There are some cracks on this huge piece of divine source, but most people can't see it. They were filled with source powder and sealed using the Six Forbidden Immortals method. After all, in Zhang Lin's time, there was no natural divine source liquid, except for the ancient emperor.

The emperor also has no one who can refine the divine source liquid, so he can only seal it in this way.

"I was too much responsible for her back then, and I even caused her to fall into despair."

"I know your story, but what are you going to do about it?"

Zhang Linda said: "Of course I have to send her out. I only have one day to live, but she can still live."

"Do you want to live forever?" Luo Mo suddenly asked.

"Who wants to die if they can..." Zhang Lin suddenly reacted, "Do you have a way?"

"The method is not particularly good. You can choose between turning into a corpse puppet or turning into a magic weapon and god."

Magic weapons and gods are weapon spirits, and Luo Mo doesn't have any particularly good solutions. Even giving him magic medicine is ineffective in Zhang Lin's current situation. His body has been eroded by the power of the curse. Without the power of the curse, it will be difficult to maintain.

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Zhang Lin pondered, and then said, "I was in a state of confusion before, and I would rather die than live. If I turned into a corpse puppet and a magic weapon god, would I still be sane?"

"The mind is intact, but the physical body has changed. The former turned into a corpse puppet, and the latter completely abandoned the physical body and used the magic weapon as the physical body."

Zhang Lin's worries were naturally taken into account by Luo Mo. After all, only with memory and sanity can one be considered his true self and be alive.

It’s just that these two paths are not very good. After all, at this stage, the physical body is always the foundation and cannot be abandoned. It is difficult to survive forever if the physical body is abandoned.

Therefore, both options require creating a new body for Zhang Lin. The former is to directly turn his cursed body into an undead physique, while the latter is to create an artificial one and transform him into a weapon spirit.

In fact, Luo Mo thought it would be good to turn it into a magic weapon. After all, magic weapons can last forever, at least much longer than the life span of a monk.

But he only gave two paths for Zhang Lin to choose.

"But one thing is for sure, there is no way to have children for the time being."

In the future, when one's cultivation becomes stronger, the person who is born from the extreme of death or takes the form of a magic weapon can definitely be combined to reproduce offspring, but the requirements for cultivation are relatively high.

"Ahem." Zhang Lin felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was still holding his sweetheart and was being teased like this by Luo Mo.

"You said it's temporary, but do you think there will be a solution in the future?"

Even though I'm embarrassed, I still have to ask.

"When your cultivation level is high, everything is possible."

Zhang Lin looked down at the divine source in his arms, the sealed beauty, and said tenderly: "Maybe, I just want to be with her for the rest of my life."

"I came to you actually because I want you to become a worshiper in Yuantian Sect. After all, the Yuantian Sect I founded is now surrounded by enemies and needs strong men like you."

Zhang Lin, the fifth-generation Yuantian Master, according to Luo Mo's observation, is about the same strength as the Saint Queen. Although not as good as Dongfang Taiyi, it is still pretty good. You must know that it is difficult to find human saints in this era.

"How come the origin of the art of teaching makes all the enemies look around?"

Zhang Lin was a little confused. After all, when he was rampant with Origin Technique, he was a guest of major religions. Ordinary forces would not provoke Origin Technique masters.

"The Taikoo clan came out recently, and I killed a lot of them. They plan to unite to cause trouble for me."

"..."

Luo Mo's understatement immediately made Zhang Lin choke. Didn't the Ancient Clan have an ancestor king? Zhang Lin used to walk in various Jedi areas and when he was underground, he would stay away from the ancestor king when he encountered him and was unwilling to provoke him.

Are all the Taikoo tribe united to cause trouble for you?

Zhang Lin wanted to ask Luo Mo how he did it, and how many Taikoo clansmen did you kill?

Could it be that you also killed people from the ancient royal family?

Just thinking about it makes people have a headache. It seems that living has the troubles of living, and dying has the peace of death.

"Have you made your choice? I think it would be better to turn it into a magic weapon. I created a source weapon system, which is pretty good."

"Then turn me into a magic weapon. But before that, I want to send her back to Yaochi."

Zhang Lin looked at Yang Yi affectionately in his arms. The divine source seal froze her face. She was unaware of the conversation between the two at this time, "I don't want her to see it."

"Right."

Seeing your lover turned into a magic weapon or something... is really not suitable.

"Then you go to Yaochi and wait for me first. I have some things to do and will come back later."

Zhang Lin asked curiously, "Do you have a good relationship with Yaochi?"

If not, why would Luo Mo tell him to go to Yaochi and wait.

"It's okay, you can go first."

Luo Mo handed the Wushi Emperor Jade to Zhang Lin and teleported him and Yang Yi out on the Taoist platform next to the Wushi Sutra.

I don’t know how Yaochi would feel when he suddenly saw his saint from 10,000 years ago, and what kind of ripples Zhang Lin, the fifth-generation Yuantian Master, would cause when he appeared in public.
To be continued...