Baishixian Road

Chapter 76
Cultivating immortals in this world is difficult and dangerous everywhere.

If you are not careful, you may be doomed, and it may be difficult to die in the end.

The more you understand, the more you understand and be cautious.

Xu Mo then fused three other sword techniques, and at the seventh fusion, he triggered the 'Meeting the Three Demons' again.

The sword demon's attack this time was several times more dangerous than last time.

The first time the sword demon attacked, its strength was the same as Xu Mo's, and the two of them were [-]-[-].

But for the second time, Sword Demon's strength clearly surpassed Xu Mo's.

The first time they met, Xu Mo was almost killed by the other party.

I saw the two Tiger Soul swords flying up and down, sparks flying everywhere, so fast it was hard to see with the naked eye.

But even so, Xu Mo was still at a disadvantage when it came to sword fighting, and was beaten by the opponent the whole time.

It's almost impossible to look up.

But Xu Mo also came prepared and prepared in advance.

When the two swords intertwined, Xu Mo pounced forward, rushed to the sword demon, stretched out his hand to strangle his neck, and twisted hard.

A click.

Sword Demon's neck twisted 180 degrees.

"It's done!"

The sword demon looked surprised. He probably didn't expect Xu Mo to come to melee.

Totally unexpected.

But soon, the Sword Demon still gave Xu Mo a tricky smile.

"You won, next time, I will come to you again."

After speaking, it disappeared like last time.

Xu Mo knew that this time he was opportunistic and won by a narrow margin.

And this trick can only be used once, if you use it next time, the opponent must be on guard, and there is no way to use it again.

But for Xu Mo, being able to win twice is a huge improvement in his strength, and it can even be said to be earth-shaking.

The mana borrowed from the void has been increased several times. At this moment, he has fully used his mana to control the sword. With one sword sacrifice, he can take the enemy's head from ten miles away.

It can also split mountains and divide rivers.

Of course, what was split was a hill, and what was divided was a small river.

Even so, the strength is far beyond before.

It's already night now, and it's another two-day appointment, the day to go to Fangshi to teach storytelling.

Xu Mo thought for a while.

Now it can basically be confirmed that the cultivator who exchanged the "Qinglian Sword Code" had no good intentions. Although the "Qinglian Sword Code" is advanced, every fusion of a sword technique has a visible improvement.

But there are also big disadvantages.

Xu Mo was very sure that it was not as simple as 'lost to the Sword Demon and could no longer improve'.

There are deeper downsides.

It's just that it's still hidden in the dark, hard to detect.

But no matter what, Xu Mo planned to continue studying the sword code. He wanted to see what would happen if he continued to integrate the sword skills.

Enter Mengfang City again.

Because he has slain sword demons twice in the "Qinglian Sword Code", and his cultivation and morality are far better than before. When he came to Fangshi this time, what he saw and saw was very different.

On the top of the head, there seems to be something hidden in the starry sky, and the eyeballs with flesh and blood are hidden in the stars, peeking down.

Among the painters who come and go, there are also strange creatures with great resentment, as if there is something attached to the painters, and it is like a marionette, the lines that control them extend to the void.

If you look deep along these lines, although you can't see anything, you can feel an inexplicable sense of oppression and palpitations.

"This city is not safe either!"

Xu Mo passed by a place, which was a temple in the painting, where many believers of the painter burned incense and worshiped Buddha.

Looking in from the door, the Buddha statue in the Daxiong Palace in the distance is solemn and solemn, but when he looked closely, Xu Mo was in a daze for a while, and he saw that the Buddha statue inside was hideous and terrifying, with mouths all over his body, and every mouth was biting. Looking at a naked person, the scene was bloody and horrible.

But looking again, everything returned to normal, as if what I saw just now was just an illusion in my mind.

Because more magic power can be borrowed from a certain mysterious place, even Xu Mo's 'spiritual perception' is far better than before, and sword cultivators are already sharper.

Xu Mo felt the strangeness in Fangshi. It seemed invisible, but it definitely existed.

"Next time, don't come!"

Make a decision in your heart.

It's not that Xu Mo is suspicious, there are really some things that make him worry.

For example, Fangshi at the beginning was on the mountain peak of Bailao. Well, why change the place?
Thinking back carefully, Mr. Bai's ghost was not a good stubbler, he caught ghosts and devoured them, he was quite vicious, and the way he looked at himself at that time was not right, he should have no good intentions.

Now this market seems to be in the painting, and everything seems to be normal, but there are dangers hidden in the hidden places, and what can be seen may be only the tip of the iceberg.

Xu Mo actually doesn't feel safe, especially after experiencing many deaths and constantly entering the cycle of restarting.

It gave him a sixth sense that no one else had.

To put it simply, if a place makes him feel uncomfortable or even dangerous, then no matter how good the place is, he should never come again.

This time the process went pretty well, Xu Mo didn't want to give up easily.

Making up his mind, Xu Mo did not rush to the teahouse immediately, but walked around the city.

With some things in his hands, he exchanged some 'immortal swordsmanship'.

Xu Mo changed out that string of weird Buddhist beads.

This thing is too risky to wear, it is better to replace it with swordsmanship.

In addition, in "Seven Desires Transforming Spirits", Xu Mo also replaced it with a sword manual.

Walking all the way down, Xu Mo already had two more swordsmanship in his hand.

They are "Ghost Eater Sword Art" and "Sword Intent Sticker".

These two books are quite expensive. In order to get them in exchange, Xu Mo even spent a lot of time talking, exchanging all the exercises he didn't practice.

After wandering around and gaining something, I walked towards the teahouse.

There are still so many people here, seeing Xu Mo coming, the happiest ones are naturally those weird painters.

One by one bouncing and jumping, cheering.

Looking at the cultivators, there are a few more.

Xu Mo glanced at these cultivators. Although they couldn't see their faces clearly, they were mostly acquaintances based on their clothes and body shape.Of course, there are also newcomers, and Xu Mo is already used to it.

It doesn't matter if there are newcomers, maybe they can come up with some eye-catching treasures.

Originally, according to this model, Xu Mo could come to Fangshi every two days to earn benefits by carrying some stories and Buddhist and Taoist scriptures that are familiar to him in his world.

This is a very profitable business.

But just now, after Xu Mo noticed the unknown and weird hidden in this square city, he changed his mind.

After this time, he didn't plan to come again.

Not only because Fangshi made him feel dangerous, but also because of these people who came to attend the class.

You must know that the immortal cultivators here are not good at fault. Knowing that you have Buddhist and Taoist scriptures in your body, it is inevitable that some people will have the idea of ​​​​robbing and plundering.

One person can't, two people can't, but if there are too many people, if one of them wants to do this, it will cause trouble.

Xu Mo has seen a lot about the crime of Huai Bi.

Still the previous process, let’s talk about the book first.

Continue to talk about the previous "Journey to the West".

This time Xu Mo slapped Tangmu awake, and started talking without talking nonsense.

"Last time I mentioned that the patriarch named the stone monkey Sun Wukong. Afterwards, this Sun Wukong learned polite speech, taught scriptures and Taoism, practiced calligraphy and burned incense with all his senior brothers. Every day. Lighting the fire, carrying the water and transporting the slurry. Everything used is prepared. I have been in the cave for six or seven years..."

Because he knew he wouldn't come next time, Xu Mo spoke a little faster this time, and skipped some unimportant points.

As before, when Xu Mo was talking, everyone was listening quietly.

Speaking of Sun Wukong looking for the patriarch to learn Taoism in the middle of the night, when the patriarch said "three disasters are severe", a person in the audience heard it and suddenly exclaimed.

"Wait a minute, explain these three disasters to me in detail."

Xu Mo was taken aback and looked over there.

The weird painters and other immortal cultivators around also looked at the person who spoke.

Apparently, it is a break of the rules to be interrupted while storytelling.

But the person who spoke obviously had no taboos, or didn't care about the so-called rules at all.

Even though the surroundings were glaring strangely, the other party still went its own way.

"Let's talk about it quickly!"

Another urge.

Xu Mo hadn't spoken yet, there was already a painter who was weird, An couldn't bear it, got up and surrounded him.

Ordinary people will definitely be scared to pee when they encounter this, but that person obviously has support.

"How dare a mere ghost in a painting do something wrong in front of me?"

As soon as the words fell, an invisible coercion swept across, and the strange painters around turned into ink in panic and pain, dripping to the ground.

The originally crowded teahouse suddenly lost half of its people.

Seeing this, the rest of the painters did not dare to approach even though their faces were ferocious.

Several immortal cultivators also reacted when they saw this scene.

Some got up and left without saying a word.

Some are reluctant to leave, but they also stay away from each other.

However, two immortal cultivators did not move.

From the very beginning, the two stood behind the man, bowing slightly, appearing very respectful.

These two people are also acquaintances. They were there during the first two storytelling lectures. It was the fat immortal cultivator and his companion, and the "Qinglian Sword Code" was brought by the other party.

Judging from the respectful attitudes of these two people, it was clear that the arrogant and arrogant immortal cultivator had a lot of background.

A group of weird painters were killed while talking and laughing. They had no scruples about the rules of the city, and they must have something to rely on.

People are also strong.

Xu Mo reckoned that ten of them were no match for him.

Sure enough, the lecture was really unsustainable. This was the third lecture, and it attracted a remarkable existence.

There is no other way, Xu Mo can only say at the moment: "If you want to listen, I will tell you. The so-called three disasters can also be called the three calamities. Although the cultivation of the law is the creation of heaven and earth, and the mystery of invading the sun and the moon, but after 500 years, Thunder disasters from the sky must be avoided in advance. If you can avoid it, you can live as long as the sky, but if you can’t avoid it, you will die. After 500 years, a fire will fall from the sky. This fire is not heavenly fire, nor ordinary fire. It is called Yin Fire. Burned from the bottom of its own Yongquan point, and went straight through the mud wall. The five internal organs were turned into ashes, and the limbs were all rotten. The millennium asceticism was all illusory. After another 500 years, there was another wind disaster, which was called the wind. From Xinmen Inhale into the six internal organs, pass through the pubic region, penetrate the nine orifices, the bones and flesh will dissolve, and the body will dissolve itself."

That's it.

Xu Mo looked at the person opposite.

The other party didn't move at all, counting with his fingers, he was savoring carefully, deducing it on the Lingtai, completely regardless of what other people said.

At this moment, Xu Mo suddenly heard a voice as thin as the moaning of a mosquito.

It was the voice of an old woman.

There were only two words from the other party.

"Run!"

(End of this chapter)