Taoist students

Chapter 804 Decided
Dongfang Mo never expected that at this moment, the corpse evil blood poison on his body would suddenly erupt. It can be said that this completely caught him off guard.

He guessed that Wu Youzi's blow just now caused the qi and blood in his body to surge, thus activating the blood poison of the sleeping corpse.

While Dongfang Mo was burning with anger, he couldn't care about anything else.I saw the skull in his palm, with a big mouth, swimming along his arm to all parts of his body.

At the same time, the feeling of being devoured by essence immediately spread throughout his whole body.

It was as if there was a funnel on his body, and all the essence in his body was drained into the funnel, and if he continued like this, his whole body would be absorbed by the funnel.

For a moment, Dongfang Mo gritted his teeth tightly, the veins on his forehead popped out, and the sweat poured down his body, soaking his robe in an instant.

"what!"

It's just that when that kind of pain hit wave after wave, within less than ten breaths, he immediately opened his mouth and roared out, then his body fell to the ground, and his whole body began to pull out.

"Ok?"

When he saw the scene in front of him, Wu Youzi narrowed his eyes, and he naturally saw that something was wrong with Dongfang Mo.

So he opened his consciousness and swept towards Dongfang Mo.With his cultivation base of returning to one realm, he immediately noticed the wandering skull on Dongfang Mo's body.

Seeing Dongfang Mo lying on the ground in agony, Wu Youzi pondered.He just glanced at it, but still wasn't sure about the source of Dongfang Mo's pain, so he stretched out his palm, and with a "squeak" sound from his palm, a puff of white air spewed out.

This white air was extremely cold, and when it was sprayed on Dongfang Mo's body, a layer of frost immediately wrapped him up with a crackling sound.

In an instant, Dongfang Mo felt that the blood in his body was about to be frozen. At this moment, his body was extremely stiff as if frozen.But even so, the black skull walking on his body was not affected in the slightest, and continued to devour the essence of his body.

"what!"

Seeing this, Wuyouzi let out a slight sigh, obviously slightly surprised by this scene.He suddenly appeared in front of Dongfang Mo, and then his eyes were quick, and his five fingers and sharp claws grabbed the black skull that was walking towards Dongfang Mo's chest.

"Ex... Senior wait a minute."

At this moment, Dongfang Mo resisted the extreme cold and the severe pain in his body and spoke out.

Hearing this, Wu Youzi paused, and his five fingers rested on the three-inch position of his chest.

"Senior Wuyouzi, this...this is just a kind of body training technique practiced by the juniors. Every once in a while, it will be countered...backlashed by the exercises, so seniors don't have to worry." When he was speaking, Dongfang Mo's face was full of pain. Twisted and hideous.

"Body refining?"

Wu Youzi frowned with a strange look, and he didn't know whether he believed Dongfang Mo's words or not.

It was not until quite a while before Wu Youzi made a move, and he stretched out his five fingers to make a virtual grasp.

"hiss!"

With a burst of suction, the layer of frost wrapped on the surface of Dongfang Mo's body immediately turned into a puff of white air that rolled back and submerged into his palm again.

Then Dongfang Mo noticed that the frozen body was unsealed and regained consciousness.It's just that, the pain of being devoured by essence became clearer several times, making his expression even more distorted.

Wu Youzi rubbed his chin, since Dongfang Mo had already said not to bother, he would naturally not make any further moves.However, his gaze was always on Dongfang Mo, and he never left.

There are so many spells in the world, and some unimaginable secret spells emerge endlessly, even with his knowledge and experience, he may not understand all of them.

Although Dongfang Mo is now in some kind of pain of being devoured by essence and blood, as he said, he is practicing some kind of body refining secret technique, which is not impossible.As far as Wu Youzi knew, there was not one body refining technique that would be counterattacked by kung fu during cultivation.

It's just that when he felt the slight corpse aura emanating from the wandering skull on Dongfang Mo's body, he hesitated again. He didn't understand why the corpse aura appeared when he practiced the exercises.

In this way, Wu Youzi never intervened in Dongfang Mo from the beginning to the end.The process of Dongfang Mo being swallowed by the blood poison of the corpse lasted for a full hour, and finally the pain on his face gradually eased.

At a certain moment, Wu Youzi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Dongfang Mo, who was prostrate on the ground, sit up cross-legged with a huff, and fell into breath adjustment with fingers.

No matter how fast the competition in the Hall of Illusion is, it will take at least several days for those twelve people to get out, so he doesn't have to worry about it.But what he was worried about was that if Dongfang Mo's current state continued and something went wrong, it would be bad.

Fortunately, his worries were unnecessary, and Dongfang Mo's backlash was over.Although Wu Youzi could feel that Dongfang Mo was extremely weak, other than that, he looked fine.

Dongfang Mo closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for half a day, finally exhaled a long breath, and slowly opened his eyes.

"call!"

He was severely injured by Wuyouzi before, and now he has been swallowed by the blood poison of the corpse. His current state is extremely bad, and it is difficult to recover without a long period of cultivation.

Wu Youzi glanced at the palm of Dongfang Mo's left hand intentionally or unintentionally. He had noticed that the black skull walking on Dongfang Mo's body had disappeared from his palm.

"Thank you, senior, for taking the shot." Dongfang Mo naturally noticed Wu Youzi's gaze, and after a change in his expression, he immediately cupped his hands at Wu Youzi and said.

"Hehe, Pindao originally wanted to make a move, but since you said no, naturally Pindao won't do anything more." Wu Youzi laughed.

Dongfang Mo knew what he said just now, and with the cultivation level of the person in front of him, it should be impossible to believe it all.But regarding the corpse evil blood poison, he even concealed it from Patriarch Dongfang, so it is even more impossible for Wu Youzi to know.Otherwise, if this person knows that he is currently being controlled by a night spirit monk, maybe the position of the holy son can be kept.

But judging from Wu Youzi's performance so far, even if this person has doubts, it seems that he will not pursue it further, which makes him slightly relieved.

And thinking of this, a certain idea in Dongfang Mo's mind became even more urgent.As long as he has become the Son, he will immediately put it into action.

After all, he had tried the taste of corpse evil blood poison again, and realized that he had lost twice as much essence in his body than last time, and he could no longer calm down.He will definitely not sit still and wait for death, he must find a way to get rid of this poison as soon as possible.

After withdrawing his distracting thoughts, Dongfang Mo said again:

"Thank you for your concern, senior. This kind of exercise practiced by this junior is quite peculiar, and there will be backlashes from time to time, but in the final analysis, there is no serious problem, it just consumes a little essence in the body."

"This technique is indeed peculiar, but if the backlash occurs from time to time, the disadvantage seems to be too serious, because if the backlash occurs at certain critical moments, there may be some unexpected consequences."

"What the senior said is very true, but in the past, before there was a backlash, the junior would use a secret technique to determine the approximate time range, but this time seems a little special." Dongfang Mo continued.

"I see." Wu Youzi nodded.

"By the way, if you dare to ask Senior Wu Youzi, I should be the first to walk out of the Hall of Illusions this time." Dongfang Mo deliberately changed the topic at this moment.

"What do you think?" Wen Yan Wuyouzi looked at him with a half-smile.

Hearing his words, Dongfang Mo felt a little embarrassed.

"This time you should be very surprised that you can become the holy son of my Qingling Dao Sect so easily." Wu Youzi said at this time.

"This...it is true." Dongfang Mo nodded truthfully.

"Actually, you should be able to guess some of it. The main reason why you can become the Holy Child so easily this time is because of the phantom root in your body."

Hearing that Dongfang Mo's heart was indeed so, and his mind turned, he looked at Wuyouzi and smiled warmly: "Even if this junior has phantom spiritual roots, there must be a few seniors' secret help, so this junior can be fortunate enough to become a holy son."

"No, you are wrong. Pindao and others have no right to decide whether you can become a Holy Son. It is the one who really decides that you can become the Holy Son of Qingling just by entering the top [-]." Wu Youzi He smiled meaningfully.

Hearing the word "that one", Dongfang Mo still didn't understand that what Wu Youzi said was most likely the suzerain of Qingling Dao Sect.In fact, he also had some expectations for this, so he was not too surprised.

"Then what should this junior do next?" Dongfang Mo said again.

"Do you want me to teach you how to do it? That door is over there." Wu Youzi looked at the gate formed by two stone pillars and a horizontal plaque, and raised his chin.

Dongfang Mo immediately understood what Wu Youzi meant. He saw an excited smile on his face, and then he flied towards the door, and disappeared in the billowing gray-white smoke in a flash.

Seeing his back disappear, Wuyouzi looked away after a long time.At this time, he looked at the path in front of him again, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the space, and he could see the silhouettes of twelve different people in a distant place.

……

After Dongfang Mo passed through the gray-white mist, he appeared in a vast and dark wilderness.He looked around and found that the place was extremely vast.Except for the whistling wind, there was no movement around.

Behind him was the gate, and there was still gray-white smoke filling and tumbling inside the gate.

In this wilderness, the gate looks lonely, giving people a sense of bleakness.Dongfang Mo had an intuition that the door in front of him was the one that the twelve of them had entered before.

After suppressing the excitement in his heart, he found a place at random and sat down cross-legged again.

But this time Dongfang Mo waited for a long time, until five days later, his ears trembled suddenly after holding his breath, and then he opened his eyes and looked at the gate of the Imaginary Palace ahead.

With his ear strength, he clearly heard a burst of fierce fighting and roars of shock and anger.

At a certain moment, the movement in the gate suddenly became several times louder, and the sound of thunder and lightning could even be heard.

"Hahaha!"

Not long after, with the sound of insolent laughter, a tall figure teleported out from the front door.

I saw that this person was a middle-aged man with a slightly vicissitudes of life. There were lightning flashes on this person's body, and there was an electric arc ejected from the top of the silver-white horn on the top of his head, making a crackling sound.

The moment he saw this person, Dongfang Mo immediately recognized this person as a monk of the Silver Thunder Clan from his aura.It's just that for some reason, this person's appearance has become like this.

"Three Lives Technique!"

But it was just a single thought, and Dongfang Mo suddenly exclaimed in his heart.The Yinlei Clan's secret Three Lives Art has changes from youth to middle age, and then to old age.When he was on Peng Island, he had been taught.

It's just that the surprise in his heart when he saw this person was completely inferior to the shock that the monks of the Silver Thunder Clan saw when he saw him.

"you……"

Seeing Dongfang Mo sitting cross-legged here, the person's face alternated between astonishment and horror.

"Shh!"

But with just a few breaths, another figure rushed out from the gate of the Hall of Illusions.

The man was out of breath, and there were still many scars on his body, especially on his chest. An electric arc was jumping, but he was temporarily imprisoned by some method he didn't know.Taking a closer look, this person is obviously the young man of the human race wearing a moonlight robe.

It seems that it was this person who was fighting with the Silver Thunder cultivator in the gate just now, but he was obviously half a step behind.

After the moon-robed youth appeared, he looked at the monks of the Silver Thunder Clan with extreme anger, but when he accidentally saw Dongfang Mo sitting cross-legged here, his anger also turned into astonishment.

(End of this chapter)