Baishixian Road

Chapter 22

The woman was about to leave after putting down her things, Xu Mo stopped her and asked what it meant.

"The manager told me to send clothes and badges to the newly promoted brother Zhenchuan. I don't know the rest."

The woman lowered her head and bowed her body, showing respect.

Xu Mo knew very little about this Chaoyun temple, so let's see what this woman knows.

After questioning, Xu Mo's understanding of this place gradually became clear, as if slowly draining the water from the pool, revealing what's underneath.

It's just that the truth of the matter is always like sundries covered with mud. You don't know what's underneath. Maybe it's dirt more disgusting than mud. Anyway, it must be far from the original fantasy.

This is what Chaoyun Temple looks like.

The name sounds like that, it is a place controlled by immortal cultivators, the word Chaoyun has true meaning, but in Xu Mo's view, this word is ruined here.

Everyone here was captured by 'Master'.

It is the medicine for him, the only 'immortal cultivator'.

However, the 'Master' also asked everyone to practice the method of immortality, not to find successors, nor to carry forward the Chaoyun Temple, but simply to improve the quality of the 'medicine materials'.

It's like fertilizing the herbs in the field.

Xu Mo has read the secret art of human alchemy, and knows that in this cruel alchemy, people are divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower.

Naturally, the higher the grade of the person, the better the medicinal effect of the refined human pill.

In addition, the physical strength, yin and yang of men and women, and the level of qi and blood will all affect the quality of the human pill. The best medicine in it is naturally the 'cultivator of immortality'.

That's why the fat Taoist, that is, the 'master', preaches and receives karma.Chaoyun Temple disciples are naturally divided into classes, true and ordinary.

True inheritors can obtain more mysterious Taoism, and more importantly, can eat human pills to strengthen their cultivation.

But in the final analysis, whether it is true or ordinary disciples, sooner or later, they will all be eaten by the fat Taoist alchemy.

However, relatively speaking, the True Inheritance is still good, the food is delicious and the status is high, and there are few constraints. According to the usual practice, a fat Taoist will eat a True Inheritance disciple for a few months to a year.

For ordinary disciples, the average inventory cycle is one to two months.

"Is it so miserable?"

Xu Mo felt, what is the difference between this pig farm?
"How many people are there?" Xu Mo asked again.

At this time, the female disciple was already very scared. She probably felt that talking so much was a bit dangerous. She wanted to leave a long time ago, but Xu Mo forcibly held her back.

"I don't know how many people there are. There are about 30 people in my cage pavilion. I have never been to other cage pavilions." With fear in her eyes, the female disciple begged Xu Mo to let her go back quickly, saying that it was too late and the manager would punish.

The heaviest punishment is to be included in the roster of the next alchemy.

Xu Mo nodded, and the woman left as if fleeing.

Asked everything that should be asked, the woman didn't know anything else, as for the disciples here, they were all captured by the fat Taoist down the mountain.

In some places, entire villages were taken captive.

Fat Taoist must have some skills.

I just don't know who is more powerful than Xuanshan Jun?
Xu Mo looked at the robes and the waist badges of the true disciples, and knew that this was because the fat Taoist couldn't pry his mouth open for a while, so he adopted a gentle strategy.

In other words, you are still dangerous.

What's interesting is that before, it was that senior brother, and now it's Master Fat Taoist, obviously they all want to get something from themselves.Their goals are different, one is to escape, and the other is to find out where the Taoist robe that records the tricks of Nightmare Mountain came from.

Under such circumstances, Xu Mo felt that he would not live long.

The most dangerous one is of course Fat Master.

At this time, Xu Mo looked around, thought for a while, and found a branch to write on the ground. Practice makes perfect, and if you write a lot, you will be very proficient.

After finishing writing, Xu Mo used the "Order to Control the Gods" and hummed the nightmare.

His previous wandering spirit was lost.

Helped Xu Mo block the coconut shell monster, and then was trapped in the lightless ghost realm. Without the help of the wandering spirit, Xu Mo knew that he would definitely die.

So wandering gods are still very useful.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing can be multiplied by being able to control a few more strengths?
The truth is this, but it cannot be done in practice.

Lao Zhou once said that living people feed their flesh and blood, and their lifespan feeds wandering gods. Only one is enough, but if there are too many, it will lead to its own destruction.

That is to say, for a normal immortal cultivator, controlling the wandering god is the limit. No matter how many, it is suicide. Even if the wandering god is summoned, he will be backlashed by him.
However, there are exceptions. If the Tao is high enough and the cultivation base is deep enough, you can summon more wandering gods to fight against the enemy in a short period of time.

But if you use other methods to control the gods, the restrictions will be much less.

For example, there is almost no limit to Xuan Shanjun's visceral palace to refine gods, and it is not difficult to store dozens of ghosts in the belly of a tiger.

It's just an indisputable fact that ghosts have limited strength.

Xu Mo felt that the Wandering God he was fighting against Xuanshan Jun's ghost could at least fight three with one, maybe five with one.

At this moment, after the Nightmare language was sung, there was a dark wind blowing around.

It seems that something has arrived here by taking advantage of this gust of wind.

Xu Mo glanced around, waiting for the wind to dissipate, the coldness did not diminish, but became even more victorious.

In comparison, it was at least several times stronger than Xu Mo's Wandering God.

Look again, there is a vague shadow in front of Xu Mo, like an invisible silhouette, not tall, only reaching Xu Mo's chest.

This vague outline is no different from a human being, but the left arm is extremely long.

It looks odd, like it's holding something.

stick?

A knife, or a sword?
The next moment, Xu Mo heard a voice.

A woman's voice.

It was eerie, speaking in nightmare language.

The other party wanted a lot, and they were negotiating the price. Xu Mo had already doubled his life yuan, but he didn't expect the other party to double it.

Greedy enough.

It is equal to ten years becoming 20 years, 20 years, and finally 40 years.

Generally speaking, the higher the asking price, the stronger the strength.

Others might hesitate, but Xu Mo didn't.

Isn't it 40 years of life, give it.

deal done,

Immediately, Youshen got into Xu Mo's mouth.

Xu Mo found that different Wandering Gods stayed in different places. The previous one wanted to burrow into the shadows, but this time the Wandering God he summoned liked to burrow into people's mouths.

With the new Wandering God, Xu Mo also felt a little bit more secure in Chaoyun Temple.

It was late at night, Xu Mo was a little tired after a day of tossing around, so he lay down in the hut, thinking about it, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

In the early morning of the next day, Xu Mo was awakened by a knock on the door.

Standing up and looking out, there is a middle-aged man outside the short fence.

"This brother is right, Hu Li, the manager of Chaoyun Temple, is here to deliver the solar eclipse!"

Xu Mo didn't know why, but he opened the door politely and invited him in.

"Hu Li has a lot of miscellaneous things, so he will leave after delivering the things, and don't bother senior brother." While talking, he put a small plate on the stone table, and Xu Mo asked him what a 'solar eclipse' meant.

"Naturally, it's the panacea." Hu Li pointed to a small gray and white thing on the small plate and said, "Guanzhong Zhenchuan, you can get a panacea in three days for your cultivation needs."

Xu Mo understood.

This is a 'welfare', only the true biography has it, others don't.

And the so-called panacea, of course, is the human pill refined by the secret technique of human pill.

Xu Mo would definitely not eat this stuff.

Firstly, it was a reaction, and secondly, he always felt that the way of cultivating immortality should not be like this.

The manager, Hu Li, left, presumably to distribute other panacea of ​​true inheritance. Xu Mo picked up the panacea in the small plate and looked at it. It was like a piece of fat scraped from the inner wall of an oven, mixed with some unknown ingredients. Impurities of something, as well as ashes, possibly ashes, things that were finally kneaded together.

I sniffed it close to my nose, and unexpectedly there was a faint medicinal fragrance, mixed with the smell of smoke oil.

Xu Mo shook his head, and put the pill back into the small plate.

He intends to go out for a walk.

Put on the black robe of a true disciple, put on a waist badge, push the door out, walk along the stone road, go up to a high place, and the environment of Chaoyun Temple is vivid in front of you.

To be honest, this place is not big.

Now the sun is rising, the light is bright, and you can see clearly.

It is indeed a lonely peak, with a cliff on one side and a forest of black souls on the other.

There is no way down the mountain.

Anyway, Xu Mo didn't look at Youlu from this angle. The senior brother knew that he was from the Black Soul Forest, so he wanted to ask him how to leave the Black Soul Forest through himself.

Except for Fat Daoist, the others are actually trapped here.

As for the fat Taoist priest, the other party must have mastered the method of leaving here, but he wants to figure out the tricks of Mount Lu that are recorded in the inner lining of the Xinghuang Taoist robe, which seems to be related to the Black Soul Forest.

At this moment, the sun was hanging in the sky, and the yang energy was rising, but the black soul forest was still filled with black energy, as if it was a black spot in the bright world.

Out of place.

This view of Chaoyun is like an isolated island blocked by this black spot on a lonely peak, isolated from the world.

　Ask for collection!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)