"One person will monopolize the good things..." Taoist Beiming was in the ring, even though he had expected it, he couldn't help but twitching.
Normally, isn’t it true that when you work so hard to plant trees, you just want to wait for the trees to bloom and bear fruit and reap the harvest?
People have worked so hard to cultivate blood trees, and they are about to bear fruit and give birth to blood beasts. You just went and snatched the things away, and you said it was so natural...
Since he began to practice Taoism, he was actually no stranger to this kind of deception and robbery, but he still rarely encountered this kind of rhetoric.
Lin Mo's expression returned to normal, he calmed down again, and pointed to the blood tree in front of him:
"How much do fellow Taoists from Beiming know about this object?"
"This thing... is rumored to be the original tree species of the Thousand Feather Tree, which was soaked in the Jiuyou Blood River and then made by the joint efforts of more than a dozen Taoist ancestors.
Regardless of anything else, it is a special magic weapon that most monks hope for and want." Taoist Beiming's expression was a little complicated.
"Of course, what is special is that although it is precious, for some people, it is also extremely dangerous while being precious."
"What does this mean?" Lin Mo asked in a deep voice.
"As you know, fellow Taoist, this blood tree breeds blood fruits and breeds blood beasts. The former can be used as a good spiritual material, while the latter can be used as a Taoist soldier to protect oneself. They are both good things, whether for individuals or family forces.
But the bad thing is that it is blessed by many Taoist ancestors, and no one knows whether there are corresponding secret hands on it." Taoist Beiming's voice was a little low, and his tone was very solemn.
"It is rumored that every ancient tree of flesh and blood will give birth to two real blood beast kings. However, the key to giving birth to a blood beast king is that in addition to enough flesh and blood, it also requires the main blood soul... The better the quality of the main blood soul, the stronger the blood beast king will be.
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However... there is no accurate answer for how to search for and obtain the Lord Blood Soul..." He paused as he spoke.
"However, before I left, the clan passed down a secret order to remind the clan's children to stay away from the blood tree."
"Lord Blood Soul...stay away..." Lin Mo was silent. Although Taoist Beiming didn't say it clearly, the hidden meaning was clearly understood.
The blood tree beard condenses the blood beast king, but the blood beast king needs the main blood soul, but the latter is vaguely described
Coupled with the so-called secret order of the clan, it is difficult not to make people think of it.
So is it any wonder that one or two people in Yizhou Ming are not the ones in charge of this magical blood tree?
"Fellow Taoist, I once saw a bloody face with six eyes in this ancient tree. It should be located in the inner realm of the blood tree. Do you know what it is?" Lin Mo continued to ask,
"That is the differentiated spirit of the master Tao Ancestor. There are not many ancient flesh and blood trees, but there are also many. Each blood tree is sacrificed by many Tao Ancestors, but there is a chief priest.
According to your description, fellow Taoist, the six-eyed bloody face should be Taoist Qi Ming of the Blood Soul Path, one of the left paths of the Wanxiang Immortal Dynasty." Taoist Beiming replied.
"If I wipe out the differentiated spirit in the inner world and leave my own spirit, does that mean that all the hidden hands in it disappear and can then be used by me?" Lin Mo asked again.
"I don't know. In theory, this should be the case, but I think that if many Taoist ancestors work together to sacrifice together, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to wipe out.
Moreover, if the dove occupies the magpie's nest, it is uncertain whether the former has a back-up plan." Taoist Beiming replied. "I would suggest you, fellow Taoist, to stay away from him."
Lin Mo said nothing, but frowned slightly, lost in thought.
Seeing this, Taoist Beiming didn't bother him anymore, he just shook his head and observed his surroundings.
Then his expression changed, as if he had discovered something interesting, and he flew away lightly.
Lin Mo didn't pay attention to the former's actions. The two of them seemed to be in the honeymoon period now, and he naturally agreed to the basic freedom.
What's more, now that the entire Longyun Mountain is under his control, nothing can go wrong.
"Many Taoist ancestors, Qi Mingxuehuanliuliuzhenren, master of blood souls... Thinking about it this way, my caution is actually justified." Lin Mo was still thinking.
"But my personality and soul are far superior to those of the same realm, plus many talents... yes, I use the martial arts heavenly eye to find the specific location in the inner world, and then use the holy demon Yuan Fei to infect the soul with demonic energy. The talent beads guarantee the soul
It's complete and pure, but it's not impossible to do it...wait, that's not right."
Lin Mo was closing his eyes and thinking deeply, when suddenly his heart stopped.
"Why do I always insist on relying on the so-called secret to imprint my soul on this blood tree? Since the Beiming Taoists say that this thing is a special magic weapon,
Then others have their own usage, and I have my own usage!"
Lin Mo immediately realized his problem.
It's like picking up a mobile phone on the road. If you want to keep it as your own, is the best way to try to guess the lock screen password?
No, it's not...
The best way is to take it to a mobile phone store to restore factory settings and cancel the password...
Of course, the blood tree cannot be completely equated with the mobile phone, but the principle is similar...
Lin Mo's mind was racing with thoughts, and he was calculating the feasibility. After a while, his brows slowly relaxed, his eyes became brighter, and he licked his lips involuntarily.
"So since you can't break a thousand kilograms by chance, then the best way is to lose ten kilograms with one force..."
Thinking of this, he looked up at the tall and tall blood tree in front of him.
The latter still has a thick trunk, complicated branches, and no bark. The exposed surface tissue is similar to the lines of human flesh and blood, and it looks very strange.
Compared with what I saw before, it seems to be a bit larger, and there are many more tiny, densely packed blood fruits on the leafless branches.
When ordinary people see this scene, they hardly need to think about it. Their first impression is that of something evil.
But at this moment, Lin Mo found its weird appearance particularly interesting.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and his smile grew wider.
"Sure enough, if you think about it from another angle, everything is different. Worries and sorrows have all disappeared. Even the air has become full of fragrance, and the sunshine has become more brilliant..."
Lin Mo gently stroked the blood tree with his palm, stroking the surface texture, and the black light in his eyes grew stronger.
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"He really didn't give up. Boss Beiming, you even stated your interests to him, but you still didn't listen. What does this mean?"
Youshui boy held the purple gourd and blocked it in front of him. His big head tilted his eyes slightly and looked at the figure in front of him. Then he immediately turned back to look at Taoist Beiming.
His big face was full of fear and uneasiness.
"Boss, are you saying that his messy behavior really won't affect us?"
"What will we do if we really trigger those Dao Ancestor marks in the inner world?"
Taoist Beiming was stunned when he heard this, but he was not too worried and said with relief:
"Don't be afraid. You know the strength of Fellow Daoist Lin, so there shouldn't be any problem. And it's best not to say what you just said again, otherwise something bad might happen...
Generally speaking, Fellow Daoist Lin... he is still... a very nice person."
"Not bad, what's not bad...!" Youshui boy looked at his senior who had just appeared.
Yes, he recognized the origin of the person in front of him, the Beast Ancestor Sacred Mountain, the Forgotten River lineage Beiming Zhenren, this is also a real big shot!
Although the two had little social contact and this was their first time meeting each other, with the blessing of meeting old friends in a foreign country and the special environmental factors today, their relationship became inexplicably close in an instant.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously touched his head, and his nose felt sore for some reason.
"He is very powerful, but he is crazy!"
"He asked me a lot of things from the beginning, and I have been very cooperative. If you don't believe me, you ask my purple gourd! But he still likes to ask questions over and over again. Once I say something wrong, he will use various methods to torture me!
Sometimes he deliberately stopped me from talking and asked me to say it again. If I couldn't answer, he would continue to hit me, but he actually let me say it!"
Taoist Beiming watched this scene silently, and immediately knew that there must be many stories about the Youshui boy in front of him.
Otherwise, no matter how you say it, it is a high-level cultivation at the level of Dongming. Even if there are flaws in practicing the true method, resulting in a lack of mind, it is impossible to talk about it and shed tears.
In this situation, as long as he expressed some relief, he could take advantage of it at almost no cost, but he couldn't do this.
Because you don’t have to think about it to know that fellow Taoist Lin must have seen what happened here.
"It's okay. Fellow Daoist Lin is still very kind. Under normal circumstances...it's normal...it's okay." He comforted.
But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw something wrong with Youshui Boy's expression.
Half of the latter's face was exposed outside the purple gourd, and he stared blankly into the distance, as if he was frightened, and did not listen to him at all.
Taoist Beiming frowned slightly and turned his head to look back.
The position he was looking at was exactly in the center of the Blood Valley, where the Blood Tree was.
The next moment, his body suddenly stiffened and he paused.
The pupils almost suddenly expanded, and the tall blood tree was reflected in the pupils, and next to it, a huge mouth that was so big that it was as big as the blood tree!
This is?!
The earth shook momentarily for a few breaths, then returned to calm.
The blue sky above the head was still clear, the sun was still bright, everything was normal, and the scene just now seemed like an illusion.
However, the huge blood tree in the center of the Blood Valley, together with the clods of soil attached to its roots, including the stored blood eggs, has disappeared at this time.
Lin Mo was the only one standing there, looking at the empty pit, wondering what he was thinking.
Then, as if he felt their gazes, he slowly turned his head, raised the corners of his mouth, seemed very happy, and nodded towards them.
The next moment, the figure disappeared.
The Youshui boy on the side hugged the big purple gourd in front of him, his petite body and big head were trembling.
"What's wrong? Xiao Shui?" A big, generous hand quietly landed on his head, and Lin Mo asked with a smile.
"No...it's nothing, I'm just a little cold..." Youshui Boy tried his best to control his shaking and managed a smile.
"This blood tree is indeed a treasure. It really surprises me." Lin Mo nodded and couldn't help but sigh.
Everything was as he thought, but beyond his imagination.
"I have to say, this is beyond my imagination."
Yizhou, Wangu Forest.
During the disputes between the Buddhist dynasties, many turmoils broke out in Ten Thousand Bones Forest, but Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple left many arrangements here, so although there were turmoils, there were no major changes.
At this time, the fifteenth level of hell - Mingyue Ridge.
Shuiyue Ridge was deserted and dark, with no distinction between day and night. There was only a bright moon hanging in the sky all day long.
In the dim night, even the true king Wufu, and even the great sage, will have limited perception of divine will.
At this time, deep in Mingyue Ridge, there is a mountain cliff that looks like a goat's horns.
There is a semicircular gray stone platform on the cliff platform.
A tall man with a majestic figure, wearing golden armor, was holding a huge hammer and stood quietly in front of the stone platform. There were many weapons and various strange-shaped ores on the platform.
However, these weapons and ores were all broken and had strange shapes.
"These two people, these two people, they fucking bullied me too much!" The man in golden armor suddenly smiled and roared.
Bang!
After the man in golden armor finished speaking, he seemed a little angry, and slammed down the giant hammer in his hand.
boom!
Fiery red iron flowers bloomed on the gray platform, illuminating the dim night.
At the same time, the roaring sound like thunder continued to spread outwards, startling the surrounding beasts and screaming loudly.
This person is clearly the golden ghost Tu Fang who has been fighting for a long time.
"What happened to the Mingjiao?" His smile slowly disappeared and he growled.
Behind him, a short-haired man in white robes hid in the shadows, walked out slowly, raised his head, and saw a face with smooth features.
It's like giving someone a blank piece of paper and directly erasing all their facial features. It looks very weird.
"They are also being targeted over there by those two people. It has been confirmed that the person they are looking for is us, because in addition to the Ming Cult, traces of them have also been discovered by the Alienation Alliance." The faceless man in white robe responded with a soft voice.
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"Interesting, really interesting. This is the first time I see someone seeking death everywhere!" Tu Fang touched the golden mask on his face and smiled evilly.
"Have you figured out your strength?"
"Yuan Tong, the blood-wing medicine king of the Ming Cult, once fought against one of them and had the upper hand, but was easily defeated by the other one. If Han Dingtian hadn't come out of seclusion, he might have died."
Han Dingtian is the mysterious leader of the Ming Cult, nicknamed Wanli Wuyang.
"That said, he does have some strength. No wonder so many things have happened during this period." Tu Fang murmured, but the murderous intention in his expression became more and more intense.
During this period, almost everything went wrong for him.
Not only was his carefully planned plan ruthlessly rejected by that person, the armor he had been looking for was also missing.
Two idiots came from nowhere and chased him to investigate. They even found some clues and destroyed many of his arrangements along the way.
"Since they are looking for me, let them look for me. Find a reason for them to come to see me. I will hammer them all to death one by one!" Tu Fang said with a ferocious smile.
"Do I need to talk to that person? He seems to have been in trouble recently. The Shuhou Mansion has been staring at him." The faceless man in white robe nodded and suddenly spoke.
"No need..." Tu Fang was silent for a moment and shook his head, "His current state is also a bit strange. He seems to have been affected, but it is normal. The strength of his reincarnation is a bit too terrifying, even surpassing mine.
Imagine.
Just by being a saint, I am no match for him."
"That's it, okay." The faceless man in white robe lowered his head.
"People from other places should be here by now, right?" Tu Fang suddenly changed the subject.
"It should be almost there. At least I know that on the other side of Huaizhou, we should reach the Tai'a Mountains."
"The Tai'a Mountains, the Tai'a Mountains, if it doesn't work, let's use all the beasts to come out of the mountains to replace the Buddhist dynasty's fight. If that guy is here, that little beast from the Black Mountain Dao Lineage should be able to do it." Tu Fang whispered.
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"After all, if you calculate the time, that guy doesn't have much time..."