Inside the Water Curtain Cave, gray liquid was constantly escaping outwards, but the sound of fighting became more intense.
It even covered up the sound of water falling on the lake.
Lin Mo said nothing.
"As expected of Brother Beiming," he said softly after a few breaths.
He was indeed about to ask about this. After all, these were the two traditions of the Ten Immortals he cultivated.
"It's just that this lineage of soul hunters, is there something special about it?"
"In the inheritance of the Ten Immortals, each sect is special, but when it comes to ranking, the Soul Hunting and Dead Soul sect is indeed the most evil sect," Beiming Taoist thought for a while, and the fins beside his cheeks swayed slightly.
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"Although I don't know where you got the Dead Soul Technique from, you should have already experienced that its practice process... is very dangerous, but the spell's killing power is very strong, and as time goes by, the ability to seize dead souls becomes more and more...
More... and explosive growth..."
"I've heard that when the Dead Soul Art goes deep, the more the Dead Soul is condensed, the easier it will be to transform into a Dead Soul." Lin Mo replied.
Everything has a price. If you want to gain strength far beyond ordinary people, you will naturally have to endure unimaginable suffering.
That's fair.
"It's more than that." Beiming Taoist shook his head and said, "Let me tell you a secret in the Qianyu Realm. In any of the Ten Immortals' inheritance, there is only one true immortal. This is true from the beginning to the end."
"From beginning to end, one person?"
"Yes, in the long history, there have been earthly immortals, seven tribulations, even eight tribulations, and nine tribulations. But among the ten immortals, there is only one true immortal. In the Qianyu Realm, there are always ten people.
Just like the branches on a giant tree can only carry one fruit,
No matter how talented you are, no matter how stunningly talented you are, if you want to become a true immortal, you will only end up with one end. However, the soul hunting lineage is even more cruel..."
Taoist Beiming looked solemn, "It is rumored that the easiest way to avoid turning into a dead soul is to fight among the same kind and inherit the dead souls of others. This results in the stronger the dead soul lineage, the rarer the number.
As far as I know, there are no Dao Ancestor-level bosses in the Ten Immortals inheritance who clearly exist... It seems like there is an invisible hand, hiding in the dark, silently hunting."
Lin Mo sat on the stone bench, looking away from the stone cicada in his hand, deep in thought.
Seeing this, Taoist Beiming shook his head, "Of course, this is just a guess, but there are advantages, that is, the dead soul hunter lineage, as you think, does not need an object of inheritance, only the death condensed by oneself.
Just the soul,
The higher the quality of the dead soul's strength, the stronger the spell will naturally be."
"I understand, I will be careful, thank you Dao Brother Beiming." Lin Mo came back to his senses and said seriously.
"We each get what we need. I will try my best to cooperate with you. I hope you will do the same." Taoist Beiming said calmly.
"Time will tell us the answer." Lin Mo replied, "Of course, if possible, I hope we can cooperate more closely. This will be good for you and me."
"..." Taoist Beiming said nothing, slowly returned to his original posture, and closed his eyes again.
Lin Mo glanced at the person in front of him, took two steps forward, and raised his hand slightly.
Thin brown tree roots stretched out from the fingertips like snakes and landed gently on the former.
Ten months later.
The stone cicada flapped its wings and returned to the dome above the cave.
Squeak, squeak.
In the cheerful chirping, circles of gray ripples rippled.
Everything around him was quickly petrified and turned into statues.
Feeling that the other person's breath had finally returned to silence, Lin Mo raised his hand, and the roots in his hand broke spontaneously and fell onto him.
He carefully picked up all the old roots on the stone statue, blew the dust off, then turned around and walked out of the Water Curtain Cave.
He understood that Taoist Beiming did not really trust him, just as he did not trust him either.
However, at this level, his desire and need for outside friendship is not as strong as it was when he was young.
Everything in the world is enough if it can be used for oneself.
If he is obedient, Lin Mo will not mind letting him live in the future. If he is not obedient, he can just eat it without wasting it.
Walking in the courtyard, the originally noisy sounds of crying, fighting, and fighting disappeared without knowing when.
Only a faint smell of saltpeter remained in the air.
Coupled with the brightly lit long street outside the house, it tells the story of the unrest not long ago.
"No, it can't be? You said that the government granary in the city was burned down last night? I don't believe it!"
"Hey, you still don't believe it! There was such a big movement last night. Didn't you see it? The fighting was so vigorous. The rest of the street was fine. The only ones that suffered were the granaries. Don't you understand?"
"Oh no, there are Zhenjun-level bosses guarding the granary day and night. I want to ask why something happened?"
"What about the True Lord? Half the street in the south of the city was destroyed by the bombing. So the True Lord is not a human being? He will not die?"
"You won't believe me if I tell you. The brother-in-law of my neighbor's seventh aunt and eighth aunt's son-in-law is Zhou Shengjun. He is from the government. Although he kept secret about what happened last night, he told us privately that it is best to stock up on more during this period.
grain……"
On the first floor of a hotel called Yuelai Inn in the north of Yixiang City in Wanyicheng City.
The hall is full of guests drinking morning tea.
One by one, the servants carried steamers and big bowls and walked between the back hall and the lobby with small steps.
The aroma of steaming hot pasta, bean juice, and braised food steams into the air, making your food craving for food.
However, most people in the lobby had no intention of eating. They all pricked up their ears and listened to those who claimed to be well-informed talking about current events.
From time to time he showed a look of worry.
"Young demon, you are confusing the public with your words! Why don't you talk to your fourth aunt and your seventh aunt and eight aunts? The government posted a notice at the Yamen of Yifo City half an hour ago.
It is said that people from Mingjiao caused trouble last night, and indeed the granary was burned down, but they were discovered and put out in time, and everything was fine in the end. If you people make up nonsense, you will be arrested and thrown into the Yamen!" In the corner, a knife was draped on his back.
Sword, the man with an upright face stood up and shouted loudly.
"You are the one who is deceiving the public with your monstrous words!" The person who originally spoke was a young man, dressed as a scholar. When he saw everyone's eyes focused on him, his face suddenly turned red.
"Do you know what caused the fire last night? It was the Ouye family's mysterious gunpowder, using black oil! Such a fire is difficult to extinguish with ordinary water. It can only be suppressed by heavy sand. How can it be so easy to extinguish it?
"
The young man said and pointed outside the store, "Forget it if you don't believe it. Anyway, that's all I'm saying. Those granaries were originally used to stabilize the excessively high food prices. Now that they are gone, even if there are no people hoarding them,
, food prices will inevitably rise,
After a while, you can see if there is any food for sale!"
"Huanxuan gunpowder, you really think I don't know anything about it, right? That thing is a real forbidden object. If it is discovered, it will be confiscated and exterminated! Even the government does not have it. You can explain that you have it, and you can't even brag..." The man originally looked serious, but after listening
At this point, he smiled and shook his head.
"That's right..."
"I can testify to this, Xuan Gunpowder is not easy to handle even for people in the imperial court."
Sure enough, the man's words attracted many people to echo him.
"You... you..." The young man hesitated many times, his fair face turning as red as pig liver. Finally, he picked up the bean juice in front of him, drank it all in one gulp, and put the bowl down abruptly.
Then he got up and left.
"Forget it if you don't believe it, forget it if you don't believe it, you'd better not buy food, I'll buy it myself!"
The young man was cursing as he walked.
After walking a few steps, he glanced hard at the strong man in the corner and said, "I'll be happy with you in the future!"
As he spoke, he prepared to walk out of the door angrily.
However, as soon as he took one foot out, his whole body was immediately cuffed.
Four or five men in armor suddenly jumped out of the door, and they suppressed the young man like a tiger pouncing on its prey.
At a glance, it turned out to be Zhou Shengjun.
"Are you fabricating rumors to confuse people? Tell me! Who instigated you?" One of the men said in a deep voice.
"Let me go, I didn't! What I told is the truth!" the young man replied loudly.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was dragged away from the inn.
People in the lobby looked at this scene and immediately looked at each other.
Only the man in the corner couldn't help laughing, picked up a bottle of wine, and drank heavily.
"I'm just going to say that this hairless boy is talking nonsense, right? He still has gunpowder and the granary was burned. He really has a hairless mouth and can't do his job well. Is he being arrested now?"
As he spoke, he shook his head and continued to drink wine one sip after another.
However, what he didn't notice was that many people left quietly.
"It seems that group of people is quite useful. They really didn't do anything wrong. Now that the water is muddy, it will be easier for us to operate."
The wine table in the other corner.
Several men and women dressed in black robes, with dull faces and pale skin, who looked like Hanzhou people, were sitting at the wine table having morning tea.
The person who just spoke picked up a few pieces of braised pork and tasted it, then picked up the tofu pudding in front of him and took a sip.
But after just tasting it, I felt something was wrong. The sweet and greasy feeling made me dizzy. I picked up the soy sauce on the table, poured half a bottle of it, took a sip, and then my complexion became more relaxed.
"Actually, you don't need to go to such great lengths, sir, and you don't even need to take action. I can actually deal with that person by myself."
"This mission is very important to you, sir. I am here to help you just to be on the safe side, and that person is not easy to deal with. Nowadays, people who do good things praise him and he is now the number one master in Huaizhou. He has a great reputation."
Among the people, a woman with thick lips shook her head.
"This is also the reason why Your Excellency transferred us from Chongbei.
That person is very rebellious, and several good invitations were rejected." He added another sentence.
"Of course I know how important this person is to you, otherwise you wouldn't be willing to keep my true spirit alive." The man said calmly.
"He's just the number one master in Huaizhou? What's the use of being the number one master in a small and remote state like Luchen...?" He shook his head slightly.
But before he finished speaking, a look of pain appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but lower his head.
"What's wrong? Can't you bear it anymore?" Another companion couldn't help but shout when he saw this.
After two breaths, the man raised his head, his face still expressionless.
"It's okay, but the God-Eating Insect grew a little too fast. It was faster than I imagined. I originally thought it could last for a while, but I didn't expect it was coming to an end. It is indeed the rumored God-eating Insect."
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He sighed softly: "Fortunately, these are the last few people, and we have enough time."
"Yes, we are finally the last few people."
The others also sighed.
During this time, they were running around, killing people and eliminating targets everywhere.
Those people are not as powerful as the target this time, but they are separated and hidden in various places, and it is difficult to find traces. Therefore, it is not laborious but troublesome, and it is very difficult to deal with.
"However, this person is indeed somewhat extraordinary. He is also a person who cultivates the inheritance of our world. He is different from the people we have met before. In just a few years, he has reached the level of Netherworld.
This kind of person must be favored by luck in this world, and it is speculated that there may be some hidden means to avoid taking the last few steps to defeat the mountain and fall short of the success." The woman from before said in a low voice.
However, the man before him ate his tofu pudding and did not answer any more.
After two or three rests, I finished the bowl of tofu pudding, picked up the last stew, and threw the chopsticks on the table.
"Whether he has something to hide or whether he has a trump card, it doesn't matter. Let's go. Put the scent away first and everything will be settled."
"Smell..." Several people looked at each other and then slowly stood up together.
Yes, actually, the aroma is more important than the person.
That is the real key, the really important part of this major event, and it cannot be missed.
In contrast, the former is just that person's personal matter.
These people just take the initiative to help in order to obtain favors and meet their own needs.
"Blood...seems okay?"
Outside Wanyi City, in a hill near Wangu Forest, a gentle murmur sounded in the mountain.
This is an extremely narrow and steep mountain road that stretches between mountains.
Less than the width of an adult's feet together, the wall is rough, overgrown with weeds, and gravel slides down from above from time to time, eventually falling onto the cliff behind it and into the thousands-foot-deep abyss.
Trapped in the white mist of the mountain, there is no trace.
In the past, only those ginseng pickers and medicinal herb pickers who had been here for generations had the courage and need to come here in this kind of place. Ordinary people, even masters, would not want to come to this kind of place.
One is meaningless, and the other is dangerous.
After all, these mountains are not that good in terms of good medicine, at least they are useless to the master.
And once you fall into the cliff on the side behind you, even the master will not be able to please you.
But at this moment, a man in black robes stood on the mountain road.
He is tall and burly, with thick shoulders like mountains, pale skin, and a large string of red rosary beads on his exposed wrist.
Standing on the mountain road, overlooking the valley below, holding a roll of leather paper in his hand to record something, his body was clearly tilted, letting the mountain wind blow by, but he was as steady as Mount Tai, motionless.
This person is naturally Lin Mo.
After communicating with Taoist Beiming that night, he had many ideas in his mind, and then spent several days discussing with him many times before finally formulating two or three experimental plans that seemed feasible.
The city is naturally not suitable for experiments.
After all, using Dao-based objects to cast spells, at Lin Mo's current level, regardless of whether it can humanize people, the sheer power is enough to affect a city.
As for covering up, it is even more difficult.
Since the fire that night, there have been many experts in Wanyicheng. As far as Lin Mo knows, there are even several great sages.
Therefore, going out to find a remote place to experiment has become the best choice.