Chapter 469 Determining the Bronze Army’s Strength
Happy time always flies by.
The annual Lingtai Lantern Festival ends with Lingtai Sect members setting off lanterns on Yanhe Street in the center of the city.
The people who presided over the lantern festival were monk Mu Xin from the Lingtai lineage, Taoist Yuanhe from the Zhengyi lineage, and Zhenren Xiao from the Cihang lineage.
Lin Mo also participated in the final lantern-laying ceremony as a special guest.
Watching the house-sized spiritual lamp slowly floating in the sky, and listening to the sound of drums, playing, singing, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha in your ears, it really gives people a different feeling.
The end.
The crowds of people who originally walked east and west, climbed into lantern sheds, walked across lantern bridges, released fireworks, and dispersed as the bright moon faded into dark clouds.
Lin Mo led a group of people back to the mountain.
At this time, the situation is a bit strange. In the hinterland of Huaizhou, there are actually people from Qianyu Realm running around.
Although he didn't think there would be any danger in Lingmiao City, it was safer to live in Qingliang Temple.
After returning to the temple, Lin Mo did not go to bed directly, but walked back to the backyard alone under the moonlight.
The enjoyment during the day is indeed happy, but in the end it needs to be repaid with the loneliness at night.
He clearly understands what are the pillars of a good life today.
puff.
After dropping two drops of the special potion, a white mist like mountain miasma slowly rose up and filled the door.
The fence opened, the wind shook the bamboos, and the clouds dispersed and the moon filled the mountains.
Looking at the snow-like white jade ground, the swaying tree shadows, and looking around, he was the only one. Lin Mo felt an unprecedented tranquility in his heart.
At this time, he has been able to achieve the normal operation of the fifth-level dragon annihilation. Although it is only the second dragon level and the effect is average, it is more durable than before.
Now, more than half a month has passed, and he can already feel the various changes brought to his body by the unexpected manifestation of his miraculous powers and the condensation of his spiritual orifices.
The five senses, which were already sharp, were once again strengthened at this time.
At the same time, Tathagata's magic power is also benefited. Although the intensity is not greatly improved, it is more active and resilient.
This once again proves that the performance of normalized state transformation is indeed worth looking forward to.
'And all of this is supported by the physical body.'
He put his index and middle fingers together, clenched the other three fingers, and pointed them between his eyebrows, making a strange posture.
This is the Dingtong military force in the "Book of Fateful Soldiers", which is regarded as the basic method.
My mind moved.
At his feet appeared dozens of weapons with different shapes and cold light.
Some even have dark red blood stains, or are in a weird curved shape.
Yes, these are his trophies, gifts given to him by his enemies before they died.
After taking control of the Qinglong Society and entering the Lingtai Sect, he achieved basic financial freedom, so he did not sell off these weapons.
Sometimes he would take out these weapons and recall their original owners and the original battles. Sometimes when he came back to his senses, he would be surprised and sigh, at some point, he actually killed so many senior geniuses and masters.
Later, he took this as a warning and worked harder to practice martial arts.
But from now on, these weapons can only exist in his memory.
Lin Mo exhaled softly, adjusted his breathing to a specific breathing method, and continued to practice the "Fate Book of Fierce Soldiers".
At the same time, the weapons under his feet began to tremble slowly, visible to the naked eye, wisps of green smoke escaped from them, then lingered around him, and finally gathered on his parallel fingers and between his eyebrows.
The core of the Bronze Chapter of the Bronze Chapter of the Book of Fate of the Fierce Soldiers is to condense the copper. The key is to gather the soldiers from all over the world and condense the bronze armor of the destiny.
Lin Mo could feel that with the operation of the Dingtong Weapon Breathing Technique, wisps of golden energy from those weapons began to slowly seep into the body, rapidly flowing through the meridians throughout the body, combining with the body's mental energy and magic power.
Transformation.
As the transformation continued, he could find that magical substances slowly came out of his will, attached to the tendons, muscles, and bones, and were slowly strengthening the physical body.
This process is somewhat like breathing oxygen. In places with high oxygen content, red blood cells combine with oxygen, and in places with low oxygen content, they escape.
If Lin Mo's prediction was not wrong, as time goes by, the natal bronze armor will condense.
only……
"These weapons, in the eyes of ordinary people, are rare and good things, but to be honest, they are only average. If they were of higher quality, perhaps the speed of condensing bronze armor would be much faster."
Thoughts were racing in his mind.
Generally speaking, the more advanced a practice is, the more it requires the guidance of an expert, otherwise it will only achieve twice the result with half the effort.
But Lin Mo didn't. He mostly relied on the talent beads to solidify his best cultivation state, and then fought hard.
The advantage of this is that you can get the cultivation state that is most suitable for you, but the disadvantage is that you need to explore some secrets by yourself.
'However, when it comes to the best utensils, what is better than that? And...'
Lin Mo thought for a while, took a deep breath, and accelerated his breathing rate.
Just like a whale sucking in, all the cyan smoke is absorbed into the center of the eyebrows.
Then he looked at the gray-white artifact at his feet, turned his hand over, and a bronze mask appeared in his hand.
Five fingers grasped tightly, and suddenly, the Dingtong soldiers moved together with the Dongji Qinghua Immortality Sutra.
There is even some wooding in some areas.
This state appears after the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit is completed, and it greatly improves its own strength. When the six tree wings are stretched out, it not only has a strong ability to swallow life, but also has a special pollution effect.
Lin Mo named it Chang Eco.
Zhizhizhi.
A heart-wrenching voice sounded.
I saw an extremely small wisp of ink-colored smoke starting to appear on the bronze mask, like squeezing out toothpaste.
Ink-colored smoke entered the center of the eyebrows.
It feels a little different from what I just felt.
It's just like drinking wine, except that before, I drank beer, but now, I drink liquor, the kind of liquor with extremely high alcohol content.
A feeling of chaos appears.
Soon, the feedback came.
This ink has a very high essence content, one wisp is equivalent to a hundred or a thousand wisps of ordinary green smoke.
Not long after this, Lin Mo discovered that there was a vague shadow appearing in his inner organs.
'Sure enough, the effect is amazing!'
He was a little surprised.
At this time, the armored immortal in the mask finally reacted, shaking his body and rising into the air.
There was a clear look of fear on the blurry face, and he shouted loudly: "Your Excellency! What are you doing! Didn't I agree that I will give you the Fateful Soldier's Book of Fate and practice methods, and then I will take you to find other armored immortals? Condensing Soul-Calling Magic Armor, will you let me go?
We are friends and brothers!"
"We are friends and brothers, and we are good friends and good brothers." Lin Mo said perfunctorily in a serious manner, not stopping at all and even increasing his intensity.
The ink-colored breath flows out one after another. Once you get used to the chaotic feeling, it's like drinking white wine, which is very enjoyable.
Lin Mo even had a happy smile on his face.
"You...you...you can't do this!" the blurry face said loudly, wanting to curse, but didn't dare, so he kept repeating these words over and over again.
However, he was still very powerful in his actions. Somehow, he had his whole face lying on the mask, which greatly reduced Lin Mo's absorption efficiency.
The smile on Lin Mo's face disappeared, and a slightly gloomy look appeared. Without hesitation, he slapped him in the face.
The force of this slap was so strong that the person's face exploded in an instant.
It took several breaths of time to recover, and I was in a very miserable state.
"Are you my friend? You can't even borrow things from friends? Or are you pretending to be bad for me?"
As Lin Mo spoke, the lignification effect on his body became more serious, and a dangerous aura slowly emerged.
He was so frightened that his face blurred and he retreated behind the mask.
"I...I didn't mean that..." His voice was quite loud at first, but then got quieter and quieter, for fear that Lin Mo would get angry and slap him again.
Seeing this, Lin Mo's face also turned slightly bright, and he twirled his thumb and index finger slightly in a gesture.
"I'm just smelling it and I will never eat you. Don't worry, we are friends."
As he spoke, the momentum of initiative slowed down a bit.
Seeing this, the blurry face regained some of its initial majesty and solemnity, but he still said dubiously: "Really?"
"Why did I lie to you?" Lin Mo replied.
"Then please be gentle. Once the Bingjie Qi is completely consumed, I will fall into a deep sleep." The blurred face whispered.
As I spoke, my heart was bleeding.
These bronze auras are nothing but military calamity auras, which were obtained through military calamities after he served as host in the True Fate Realm.
Similar to the essence and blood of ordinary people.
But now...
The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, but he could only hope that Lin Mo would really keep his promise.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth to avoid being really eaten up, and he took the initiative to teach some common problems in practicing Dingtong Weapon.
When Lin Mo heard this, he was even more happy and immediately practiced according to the instructions.
At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh at my own wisdom.
In this way, using the bronze mask to practice [The Book of Fateful Soldiers] is like stepping onto a highway, and the progress is very gratifying.
He also took advantage of the situation and began to continue practicing with concentration every day.
Of course, in addition to practicing, he also chooses to spend some time with his family, and does not really become a ruthless cultivation machine.
Occasionally, I will go out to teach new disciples about Buddhism. At the same time, I will select some followers and cultivate a team.
This is also tradition.
After all, every Taoist disciple becomes a brand-new force after truly growing up.
Although Lin Mo felt it was unnecessary, he did not reject it.
After all, after enjoying certain rights, he must abide by the corresponding rules, especially since he is still a vested interest.
Simply choosing two qualifications is fine, the person seems to be relatively solid, the family is ordinary, there is no such thing as a novice who has both parents died, and the whole family has ascended to heaven, then forget it.
Now he finally understands that it doesn't matter whether his disciple is a genius or not. After all, no matter how genius he is, he is not as talented as him.
More importantly, he is honest and down-to-earth.
What kind of disciples are filled with deep hatred and great trouble? Where did they come from and where are they going back?
After solving this trivial matter, Lin Mo continued to focus on practice.
He has been practicing the "Book of Fateful Soldiers", and after tasting the benefits of constantly strengthening his body, he also eats the marrow to know the taste, and holds on to the bronze mask.
This mask is indeed a good thing. He has been playing with it for almost a month and it is still intact, but the color has faded a little.
After confirming that the other party still had a lot of goods, Lin Mo naturally increased his efforts.
With his current progress, the natal bronze armor is almost complete, and it won't be long before it is completely completed.
After all, there are only two conditions required for the perfect natal bronze armor:
The first is to collect soldiers from all over the world and gather them into armor.
The second is to visualize the military commander and determine the armor as evil.
Looking at the first point alone, it can only be regarded as a general horizontal training method. In Lin Mo's view, its effect is only equivalent to Chixian's [Dian]-level horizontal training method, which is almost the same as the Great Mighty Tianlong Divine Power Code.
The second one is the key. Visualize the Bingjun and determine the armor as evil. At this time, the bronze armor should not be called the evil bronze armor. Only then can it be considered truly complete.
At that time, not only the defense power was greatly improved, but also the aura of a fierce soldier was built, which could resist the pollution and Taoism, and truly achieve the state of being able to step into the dark sky and be invincible and unstoppable.
Like Sumilil before, the progress was actually similar to that of Lin Mo today. He wanted to fix the evil, but didn't dare to.
I can only occasionally borrow the power of the Armor Immortal to experience the short-term feeling of evil armor.
After all, he is not a fool.
Bingjun fell into reincarnation, and the return of that level will inevitably fall on cultivators like them, so how can they dare to act rashly?
The other party's original plan was to use the power of Huaizhou in the future to invite Taoist ancestors and immortals to protect Taoism and practice in case of unexpected events.
What I didn't expect was that before everything was accomplished, it was already over and he was beaten to death halfway through.
"Bingjun... Actually, I'm not too worried. After all, the still-living Immortal Lord has been prostituted for nothing, let alone a 'gone far away' Bingjun... Of course, the due vigilance is still indispensable.
Maybe we can ask Heavenly Lord to protect us?"
Lin Mo's mind was wandering. Although he was confident in himself, the Qianyu Realm method was so evil that he would not be stupid enough to use it.
Whatever he wanted to do, he did it. After finishing his work, he came out of the backyard and prepared to go to the Main Hall.
A big shot like Li Shenxiu has a lot of things to do, so you need to make an appointment in advance.
But what Lin Mo didn't expect was that he was a step too late and missed.
Whoosh.
The strong wind on the top of the mountain blew the straight aroma burning in the incense burner in the center of the White Jade Square swaying.
The bright sunshine broke through the thin clouds and shone on Lin Mo and the old monk in front of him.
"Uncle Mu Xin, you mean Tianzun went out? And it was half a month ago?"
Lin Mo looked at the kind-hearted old monk in front of him and asked politely.
The other person also has huge earlobes, looks old, has extremely saggy skin, and has wrinkles all over his face, but his eyes are bright and very Buddha-like.
It was none other than Monk Mu Xin who was setting off lanterns with him not long ago.
He is the deputy leader of the Lingtai lineage and Li Shenxiu's junior brother. Although he is very old, to be able to sit in this position is naturally at the level of a true king.
It is said that when he was young, he went down the mountain and got the name Duer King Kong. He had a very hot temper. But looking at his compassionate appearance now, it has to be said that time is not forgiving.
"It's the Qingliang of this generation. That's right, Junior Brother Shenxiu, it is indeed related to the ruins of Qihai Yabai Dao Sect. It is said that it has the secret to fight against the Thousand Feathers Realm. It is very important, so Junior Brother decided to go there in person." Mu Xin spoke very quickly. Slowly, he said softly.
He did not hide it from Lin Mo, because Lin Mo was already a senior member of the Lingtai lineage and was qualified to know such secrets.
"Yabai Taoist Sect, it's related to Qianyu Realm..." Lin Mo was a little curious, but also a little helpless, but he didn't expect it to come to nothing.
"Xiao Qingliang, what's the matter with you? You might as well tell me and see if I can help." Monk Mu Xin said slowly.
He has a kind expression and the sun shines on his face, giving people a sense of Buddha's light and compassion.