Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

Chapter 208 Ghost King!

The sun is really hot.

One of the three real fires in the human world.

"It's going to be the real fire of Taiyin!"

With an exclamation sounded, a silver phantom flashed past.

I don't know when, Yinyue has landed on Lin Mo's shoulder.

The big watery eyes stared straight at the burning spiritual fire in front of him, looking very excited.

Facing Yinyue's surprise, Lin Mo seemed extremely calm.

Instead, he was surprised by Yinyue's sudden appearance.

This little girl hasn't appeared for a long time.

After retreating a few years ago, but now appearing, doesn't it mean that his strength has recovered?

"Yinyue, are you awake?"

Lin Mo glanced at Yinyue, and there was a hint of surprise in his words.

"Yes, when Master first entered the hall, I just woke up. The past few years of self-cultivation can only barely wake me up. I'm afraid I won't be able to help Master in other ways."

Yinyue's lips moved slightly, looking a little helpless.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Mo chuckled, glanced at Yinyue, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, with my current strength, there are not many existences in Kunwu Mountain that can threaten me."

"However, this deep sleep also allowed me to restore a small part of my memory!"

Suddenly, Yinyue's voice changed, and she revealed a piece of good news.

"But remember what?"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Uh-huh!"

Yinyue nodded, and sighed leisurely: "I just think it's a very long time ago!"

"It's like another person, but most of the memories still can't be recalled."

Lin Mo smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and patted Yinyue's small head lightly, and comforted him: "It's always a good thing to be able to remember some past events. As time goes by, you will definitely be able to remember everything!"

Listening to Lin Mo's comfort, a smile flashed across Yinyue's face.

"By the way, the slaves still want to congratulate the master, they actually got the Taiyin True Fire!"

Lin Mo glanced at Taiyin Zhenhuo, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The sun is really hot!"

Among the blue fireworks, a small group of fiery red flames transformed into various miraculous birds rushing left and right.

Like a living thing, it is full of spirituality.

"In my memory, this group of real fire is only at the lowest level. Otherwise, it won't be hit by a few sword qi, and some spiritual damage will be greatly damaged."

"Although it is also extremely cloudy and cold, but this fire has just been born not long ago, and its power is much weaker than the dry blue ice flame!"

Lin Mo smiled slightly, looking at the orange flame in his hand, his heart was full of joy.

For Lin Mo, if the real fire of the Taiyin is well cultivated, it can be cultivated to the later stage.

The power is extremely powerful.

"If it can be swallowed and absorbed by my dry blue ice flame, its power will definitely be enhanced!"

Hearing this, Yinyue frowned slightly, and couldn't help but said: "That's okay, but according to my servant, let the dry blue ice flame absorb the real fire of the sun, why not let it swallow the dry blue ice flame!"

"After all, this real fire already has a trace of spirituality in it. Wouldn't it be a pity to destroy it just like that?"

A gleam flashed in Lin Mo's eyes, and he nodded slightly: "This is a good idea, but before that, I have to refine it now."

Looking at the real fire of Taiyin in his hand, the corners of Lin Mo's mouth slightly raised, and his wrist flicked.

A dark blue aura instantly wrapped around the palm of his hand.

Immediately after, there was a surge of icy air, completely entwining and freezing the ray of the true fire of the yin.

Make it impossible to escape.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Mo took out a pure white jade box, and took advantage of the opportunity to put the real fire of Taiyin into it.

Then he turned his gaze and looked at the giant cauldron not far away that was blocked by dry blue ice flames.

This yin real fire should be born in an extremely cold place.

"Only extremely cold things, under the intersection of yin and yang, have the chance to produce this fire!"

With this in mind, Lin Mo thought for a moment, then walked slowly to Ju Bingqian.

With a flick of his sleeves, a dark blue cold mist instantly pulled the giant cauldron to him.

Looking at the motionless giant cauldron, Lin Mo's eyes flashed a strange expression of motionlessness.

Then it rose slowly into the sky and landed on the giant cauldron.

Although there is a ban on the air here, but Lin Mo's tyrannical strength in the late Nascent Soul.

Floating in a short period of time is still easy to do.

At this time, the red light in the giant cauldron has already subsided, and everything inside the cauldron can be seen clearly.

"what?"

Suddenly, Lin Mo let out a small snort and shook his sleeves.

A shiny crystal flew out of the giant cauldron in an instant.

After a circle, it slowly fell into Lin Mo's hands.

The crystal is no more than the size of a fist, but it is as warm as jade, and it is slightly elastic when pressed lightly.

No matter what the material is, after thousands of years of calcination, it is definitely not the original object.

Strictly speaking, the birth of Taiyin True Fire might have something to do with this thing.

But now that time is urgent, it is not the time for Lin Mo to study carefully.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo flicked his wrist, and instantly put the crystal into the storage bag.

Next, Lin Mo took a closer look at the cauldron, and after confirming that there was nothing else, he made a tactic with both hands without thinking, and then raised it with one hand, and a red tactic flew down and hit the giant cauldron.

The giant cauldron, which was originally extremely quiet, immediately trembled, and then the whole body flashed red, shrinking sharply in the red light.

In the blink of an eye, a half-foot-sized mini tripod appeared on the ground, and made a clear and bright sound.

The cauldron cover in the distance also flew over by itself in response, and after a circle, it also shrank and covered the cauldron.

As soon as the whole small tripod was complete, the chirping became louder for three minutes, full of joy.

Seeing that this cauldron is so full of spirituality, Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and he flicked his sleeves down.

A wave of green glow swept back from top to bottom, directly covering the small tripod, and landed in the palm of the hand.

Lin Mo held the small vermilion tripod with one hand, and looked up at it. Not long after, the expression of satisfaction on his face gradually increased.

Suddenly he made a handprint, and after a flash of blue light, he patted lightly on the tripod with one hand.

The small tripod was full of red light, and the light was shining brightly. Then, when the lid of the tripod was opened slightly, countless big firebirds with fists swarmed out of the tripod. They were all ugly and extremely red all over, and they turned out to be Zhiyang fire crows.

These fire crows spewed flames, and under the control of Lin Mo's divine sense, they flew around in the hall, gathering and dispersing, all of them were extremely flexible.

These are naturally the essence of earth fire that this tripod has collected for many years, and they have been transformed out of thin air, and each one is absolutely indistinguishable from a real fire-attribute spirit bird.

After seeing the magical power of this cauldron for a while, Lin Mo happily put away this treasure, which can be regarded as an extra good way to fight against the enemy in the future.

After all, although the power of the Three Flame Fan is definitely higher than this tripod, the large consumption of mana really gave Lin Mo a headache, so he dared not use this fan easily.

Then Lin Mo searched the palace carefully again, but found nothing else.

But when he was about to leave, his eyes glanced over the dozens of pillars of red fire.

Suddenly the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he slowly raised his right hand.

In an instant, waves of turbulent cold mist gathered in front of him.

Eight bone-piercing dry blue ice swords condensed in front of him.

Its surroundings are full of turbulent cold light.

Bone-piercing.

Although the giant cauldrons in front of us were not like the giant cauldrons that channeled spirits on their own, after so many years of non-stop huffing and puffing, these bronze instruments have also absorbed the terrifying anger.

It has already become an extraordinary artifact.

Whether it is used as a refining material or a magic weapon, it can be called a treasure.

After collecting more than a dozen fire pillars, Lin Mo searched the hall again, but found no treasures.

Perhaps it was Lin Mo's luck that was exhausted here, except in an inconspicuous attic.

I searched and found a few ordinary jade slips, but nothing else.

Lin Mo was not surprised by this.Coming to such a remote place this time, it is quite a chance to have such a harvest.

In the following days, Lin Mo did not choose to stay here any longer.

Instead, it turned into a phantom and escaped directly from the light curtain.

at the same time.

In a hall glowing with a faint blue light somewhere in Kunwu Mountain.

Big-headed monsters, ancient demons, and a Ye Family cultivator in the early Yuanying period.

Already surrounded by seven or eight crimson evil spirits.

These evil spirits all have green faces and fangs, and they spit out evil spirits.

As the ten fingers moved, they saw jet-black sharp claws grabbing down on the three of them.

In the middle, the big-headed monster and the others, who were surrounded by gray and cloudy air, looked a little tired.

The defensive magic weapon is being arranged, and various masks are condensed.

No matter how fierce the Yin Qi is, it cannot be shaken in the slightest.

In contrast, the yellow flying sword driven by the strange man and the black flying sword driven by the ancient demon were also unable to do anything to those evil spirits.

It doesn't matter whether the flying sword splits the evil spirit in half or blows its head into pieces.

The rest of the evil spirits only need to spray the Yin Qi in their mouths.

The evil spirit that was killed will immediately return to its original state.

"Seventh Uncle and Elder Gu can't go on like this. These evil ghosts have been nourished by the yin energy of this place for tens of thousands of years, and they have obviously cultivated to the realm of condensing yin and soul. Only by using the treasures of the most yang exercises can they be effective."

The old man of the Ye family said anxiously.

"Hmph, if it was that simple, the old man would have done it a long time ago. These evil spirits are not only cultivated into Yin Soul Consolidated Form, they are basically clones of the same ghost king."

The big-headed monster snorted coldly and replied in good spirits: "As long as you can't kill all the evil spirits at the same time, they will be resurrected in the Yin Qi immediately. The old man didn't use the thunderbolt method, but he was just looking for its real body."

"They're all clones?"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help being surprised.

After all, this was the first time he had seen such a strange existence.

"That's right, otherwise, even if we kill the evil ghosts who have cultivated the Yin Soul Consolidation so many times, their vitality should be greatly damaged. But do you think they have a trace of fatigue?"

The ancient demon looked calm, and then pointed to the small black sword not far away.

It instantly pierced through the head of an evil spirit not far away.

"So that's the case, it's just a pity that the fifteenth brother was hit by the shadow sandblasting of the black shadow snake when he was on the upper floor, and only escaped from the Nascent Soul. But that's all."

The old man seemed to have thought of something, and he couldn't help sighing.

"There is no way around this. Who would have thought that such a monster snake that can escape into the shadows really exists in the world!"

Speaking of this, the big-headed man himself couldn't help sighing.

"I found the ghost king."

At this moment, the ancient demon suddenly spoke.

"What, where is the real body?"

The old man regained his spirits and hurriedly asked.

Just as the ancient demon's gaze flashed and he was about to reply, his face suddenly changed and he let out a small gasp. Then at this moment, a muffled sound of "bang" came from a distance.

There was a flash of light at the entrance of the hall, and suddenly a huge green light cluster flew in from inside, and after the light faded, four figures of different sizes appeared in the light cluster.

When the four of them saw Yin's ghost in the hall and the three trapped ancient demons, they also exclaimed.

"Ye Yuesheng, have you fallen a long time ago? It turns out that the Ye family opened the seal!!"

The one who spoke was a monk with a blue pattern on his face, it was Hua Tianqi.

And these four are of course the four elders of the Poison Sacred Sect.

At this moment, Hua Tianqi, who recognized the seventh uncle of the Ye family, his expression changed from cloudy to cloudy.

When Sany in the hall saw the members of the Poison Sacred Sect, his expression was not good.Especially when they are temporarily entangled by evil spirits.

"Who am I? It turns out to be Fellow Flower Daoist!"

"I didn't expect that the Poison Saint Gate's movements were not slow. They entered this mountain so quickly. I don't know what the purpose of these fellow Taoists coming to this Demon Suppressing Tower instead of going to other places to hunt for treasures."

The gloom on the strange man's face flashed away, and then he said as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, what I said, I also want to ask Brother Ye. I haven't seen him for hundreds of years. I didn't expect Brother Ye to advance to the late stage of Nascent Soul after his fake death!"

"If Zhengmo and those old fellows find out, I'm afraid they will be restless!"

Hua Tianqi watched the strange man drive the flying sword with cold eyes, and said lightly.

There are thousands of thoughts in his mind, obviously thinking about something.

"Senior Brother Hua, do these people also know that there is a rare treasure in this pagoda, and they came here specially to get it?"

Hua Tianqi heard a voice transmission from an elder of the Poison Saint Sect, and he seemed a little worried.

You know, in the last words of the patriarch of the Poison Saint Sect, he mentioned it a little bit.

That is, there are strange treasures in the Demon Town Tower.

But they originally thought that such a ferocious place as the Demon Suppressing Tower would not be valued by monks.

Unexpectedly, someone took the lead.

What's more unexpected, this person is actually a great monk in the late Yuanying period.

If it wasn't for the Seventh Uncle of the Ye family and others being trapped by ghosts, they would definitely turn around and leave.

A late Nascent Soul cultivator is not something the four of them can easily deal with.

"I don't know. Maybe it's the same as us, just got a few clues."

Hua Tianqi's face was gloomy, his lips moved slightly and he replied, but his eyes were fixed on the three weirdos without blinking.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Hua doesn't intend to leave just now."

When the big-headed monster said this, a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

Then he opened his mouth suddenly, and a silver glow disappeared in a flash.

And at the next moment, somewhere in the corner of the hall, a ball of silver light suddenly erupted.

Immediately, a gray fuzzy ghost appeared there.

A big gray ball of thumb was spouting out of its mouth, and it was forced to retreat steadily, making a strange roar from its mouth.

(End of this chapter)