I'm not immortal

Chapter 560 Taiyi Tuosheng
"It's really a waste of the blood food I carefully prepared!"

Taoist Master Taiping looked at the woman who was shrinking little by little in front of his eyes. There was no change in her face, only some dissatisfaction.

Dabao was also expressionless, "When can the sacrificial ceremony really begin?"

He is a born demon god. To him, everything in the world is just an ant, and he has no feeling at all.

"Isn't it already started? Now you still need to wait patiently. When the last ghost mother is born, you can be reincarnated again!"

"When the time comes, the Wusheng Old Mother will come to the world!"

Taiping Taoist said so.

According to the legend, the Innocent Old Mother is the mother of creation and has given birth to hundreds of millions of children, which is why today’s sacrificial rituals are needed.

Only in this way can this lifeless old mother be brought out.

Lin Mu only listened to the words of Taiping Dao Master, and at the same time witnessed the strange scene in front of him. Even though he had been on Taiping Dao for many years, he still couldn't help swallowing and felt chills running down his spine when he saw such a terrifying scene.

"Lin Muzhi, you're here!"

Taoist Master Taiping had noticed Lin Muzhi a long time ago, but he just deliberately ignored him and used it as a beating.

"Daoist!"

Lin Mu only responded respectfully immediately, and at the same time revealed Mao Yuan beside him.

"Tao Master, I have found the person!"

Taoist Master Taiping's eyes passed through the trees in front of him and landed on Mao Yuan.

"Mao Yuan, long time no see."

"Lin Chengdao, the last thing I want to see is you."

Mao Yuan looked complicated.

His first memory was of the person in front of him. Although the face had changed countless times, those eyes left a deep impression on him, and he can't forget them even now.

Beside Mao Yuan, Lin Mu only looked up in shock at the Taiping Taoist in front of him.

Mao Yuan actually knew the name of Taoist Master Taiping.

This was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations.

Taoist Master Taiping has always been mysterious. Apart from the eight great sages, there are several others.
"It doesn't really matter whether you want to see me or not."

Lin Chengdao smiled.

"But I'm surprised. You've forgotten a lot of things. How come you still remember my name?"

Hearing this, Mao Yuan didn't know how to respond.

He didn't know why, but he just remembered the name of Taiping Taoist Master, Lin Chengdao.

But who told him?

Mao Yuan patted his head, but still couldn't think of this.

Lin Chengdao also had a headache when he saw Mao Yuan's actions, "It seems that your memory has not been restored either!"

Lin Chengdao was a little confused. Mao Yuan's role lay in his past memories, but now he has forgotten who he was before.

This situation caught Lin Chengdao off guard.

"Tao Master, how should he deal with it?"

Lin Mu saw that Lin Chengdao was speechless for a long time, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Keep an eye on him, there's no rush now!"

Lin Chengdao glanced at Taoist Jiu who was still in the big mulberry tree and couldn't help but shake his head.

This man has been unresponsive since he entered the big mulberry tree.

If there is no more action, the person will probably be useless.

The worry in Lin Chengdao's eyes lasted only for a brief moment.

Soon, Lin Chengdao once again focused his attention on the sacrificial ritual in front of him.

As the "flowing water banquet"-like blood food was continuously brought to the high platform, the women devoured the blood food faster and faster.

Her belly was swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon she looked like she was ten months pregnant.

But there were also two people who couldn't swallow too much blood food, and just like before, they quickly turned into a pile of fly ash and disappeared without a trace.

This "flowing banquet" didn't stop until only the last person was left.

"It's finally going to start."

Lin Chengdao had a smile on his face, and even Dabao was clapping and praising him. "The next step is up to you. Enter the mother's body again to be conceived. When you are born, it will be the time when the birthless old mother is born. You must be prepared."

Lin Chengdao warned Dabao carefully.

The fight between gods is quite cruel, and there will only be one winner in the end.

Although Lin Chengdao had full confidence in Dabao before, but without the final result, those were all false.

"Don't worry."

Dabao slapped his chest confidently.

"How can a little wilderness god who was born only a few hundred years ago be compared to me."

"Just wait until I devour her to regain my strength."

As he spoke, Dabao focused his attention on the woman at the end of the high platform.

"I recognize this woman. Her name is Chen Qian. We both lived in her house before."

"I have said that she and I are destined. I never thought that this time she would actually be my mother."

Dabao smiled very excitedly.

While laughing, Dabao's body suddenly seemed to lose control and fell directly to the ground.

As the joints all over his body began to crackle.

The divine light in Dabao's eyes gradually dimmed, and a ball of golden light escaped from Dabao's body and rushed directly into Chen Qian's body.

On the high platform, Chen Qian, who had become confused as if she had eaten too much, was suddenly shaken.

Immediately, her face seemed to have regained some intelligence, and she actually showed an expression of obsession.

Feeling that the unique life form in her belly was growing rapidly little by little, Chen Qian's face suddenly showed the brilliance of motherhood.

"My child, you are finally back."

Chen Qian's eyes suddenly shed big tears.

The feeling of sadness was spreading little by little as she cried.

As the sadness filled the air, her face became more sharp and red.

A bright red color like blood appeared on her face.

The sound of whimpering and crying quickly spread out with a miserable atmosphere.

Lin Mu could only hear it under the high platform and couldn't help but tremble.

He was even more infected by this sadness and began to cry.

At this moment, the power in the body leaked out.

Not only did Lin Mu feel nothing, but he cried even more sadly.

Until a pure Sanskrit singing sounded in his ears, Lin Mu only trembled and stopped.

Lin Mu only lowered his head, trying his best to control the sadness and horror on his face.

He didn't expect that even he would be infected by this aura and sink.

Lin Mu only raised his head and glanced at Mao Yuan beside him.

Previously, the sound of Sanskrit singing came from Mao Yuan.

"It seems that your Taoist heart still needs to be tempered."

The faint voice of Taiping Taoist Lin Chengdao came next.

Lin Mu only heard the words for a while and lowered his head in shame.

There are only three of them present here.

Mao Yuan, a person who has never practiced cultivation, was able to survive the crying without any harm, but on the contrary, he was almost taken away from his mind.

This is indeed a bit embarrassing.

"The ghost mother cries in mourning!"

"Not to mention Lin Muzhi, even if there is another person, I'm afraid he will still suffer a loss if he doesn't know the inside story."

Beside him, Mao Yuan suddenly spoke.

While he was speaking, Lin Chengdao and Lin Mu only focused their gazes on Mao Yuan, with strange expressions on their faces.

"I'm curious, did you really forget, or did you pretend to forget?"

(End of this chapter)