Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

In the face of disaster, humans tend to huddle together for warmth.

The same is true for monks.

In the past, those monks who could fly and hide in the ground and thought they were omnipotent also became insignificant in front of the wave of corpses that was higher than the wave.

In Motai Mountain, except for a few Jindan elders, the other disciples hardly felt any crisis.

They practiced and farmed as usual, and also learned to refine tools and pills from their masters and uncles.

Everything in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with them.

In the past, because of the spiritual veins, the immortal gates became isolated islands on the cultivation continent.

And now, the wandering mummies in the outside world have almost completely isolated the exchanges between the monks.

Even a Jindan like Chen Mo is not sure that he can fly over the obstacles and reach another immortal gate safely.

"Master!"

When the corpse tide came, the secular elder Nie Yuanzhi suddenly became the most idle elder.

Song Yunxi was busy teaching his disciples, Ouyang Dongqing was still tinkering with his own things, but he was idle.

After all, the hundreds of disciples in Motai Mountain, plus the original 3,000 people of the Nie family, are also very few.

Moreover, he is also very clear.

Chen Mo only provides them with shelter. The Nie family is the Nie family and Motai Mountain is Motai Mountain!

Therefore, Nie Yuanzhi picked one of the 80 immortal peaks and handed it over to Nie Songzhi. He didn't care about the others.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Mo's spiritual sense has almost covered the entire Motai Mountain. He can be said to be clear about every move of the outside world.

Being isolated from the outside world also gives him time in disguise.

Now, with enough Xuanqing Yangyuan Pills and Guizhen Pills, he can completely close himself on Motai Peak to practice hard.

Five years, ten years, even twenty years, he can always break through the golden elixir!

Nie Yuanzhi came here after careful consideration: "Master Chen, the strength of the corpse tide has exceeded our imagination. We may be able to resist it in a short period of time, but I'm afraid that it will be..."

"Just tell me what you think."

After spending so much time with him, Chen Mo also understood his elder brother.

"Wei Hongyi sent news that Beiling City could not be defended. Fortunately, she escaped death and found a place to hide." After saying that, he pondered for a while, "Judging from the current situation, the turmoil in the Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge has reached a critical situation. There are a total of 25 immortal gates in the three northern cities. If they all stay in hiding, the four generals will not sit idly by!"

"You mean, they will send someone soon?"

Nie Yuanzhi nodded.

"What does it have to do with us if he comes to them?"

Chen Mo shrugged and said indifferently.

In this matter, the immortal sects of Beiling and Beijiang have not died out yet, so there is no need for them to get involved; in terms of feelings, now that he has connected with the Six Generals, there is room for maneuver in everything.

Even if the other party sends people to come, it is impossible for them to focus on his small immortal sect with less than a thousand people.

"Then do we really not care?" Nie Yuanzhi was puzzled.

He did not know about the subsequent conversation between Chen Mo and Long Shouwei, so he could not figure it out for a while.

"Brother Nie, don't worry, maybe now is the best time for Motai Mountain! Practice with peace of mind, there are tall people to support the sky if it falls!"

Chen Mo comforted the other party and asked him to wait here for a while. After taking a step, he had already arrived at the edge of Motai Mountain.

At this time, there were only a few scattered mummies in the huge immortal sect, which did not look particularly large.

There are many living dead people in the hundreds of thousands or millions, but they seem a bit sparse when scattered in Pingduzhou.

Suddenly, Chen Mo dispersed the Great Thousand Transformation spell and completely released the aura of the sixth level of the Golden Core. The next moment, the wandering mummies seemed to smell prey and turned around and ran towards him.

"Sure enough!"

Chen Mo's consciousness cooperated with the [Spirit Eye] to see some situations in the outside world.

Now, the immortal gate surrounded by the most mummies is the Xianwu Gate!

Nearly 100,000 living dead surrounded the Xianwu Gate and rushed into the third-level formation fearlessly.

This also forced Ye Longzi, Jiang Shenghua and others to send disciples to suppress and seal, but facing the unkillable mummies, the more they fought, the stronger these corpses became!

This scene made Chen Mo vaguely guess the purpose of the corpse tide.

They seemed to be born for killing, and destroying more monks was their mission.

Therefore, the first city to be destroyed was naturally the city with the most monks!

When a large number of cultivators in the city died, the corpse tide turned to Xianwumen...

As a result, Motai Mountain, which has the least cultivators, has become the least noticeable existence. Such a little "popularity" can only attract sporadic mummies, which are just these now!

The mummies rely on spiritual energy to lock the enemy.

And "Da Qianbian" is precisely the secret technique of hiding breath and changing appearance.

Chen Mo turned back to the foot of Motai Peak.

Nie Yuanzhi is still guarding here.

He didn't know what the other party had just done until Chen Mo said: "Brother Nie, please help me and invite several elders."

"Okay!"

Nie Yuanzhi didn't ask much, and Motai Mountain was not very big.

For Jindan, it only takes a cup of tea.

Soon, Song Yunxi, Ouyang Dongqing, Qinghong Snake Demon, and Qi Chen of the Corpse Driving Hall all arrived.

Different from other immortal gates.

Whether it is Xianwumen or Bafang Pavilion, the affairs of the Xianmen are usually held in the headmaster's hall, but every time Chen Mo summoned the elders to discuss, he would pick a random place.

Wherever it is convenient, come.

"Everyone!"

Song Yunxi and others were puzzled.

However, before he could speak, Chen Mo continued: "Please close your eyes and let go of your spiritual consciousness. I have a secret technique to pass on to everyone."

Secret technique?

Song Yunxi had never heard of it.

He knew about magic and had heard of supernatural powers, but he really didn't know what a secret technique was.

Not only that, even the knowledgeable Ouyang Dongqing was confused.

But they knew that Chen Mo would not harm them!

Soon, Song Yunxi and others opened their hearts and accepted the teachings of the headmaster.

And when Nie Yuanzhi and others began to savor this "secret technique", they realized the specialness of this technique!

Hide the breath, change the breath, and even appear in front of others as another person?

Suddenly, Song Yunxi raised his head sharply.

As far as he could see, Chen Mo was still standing there, but he just couldn't sense the other party's existence!

"Is this the secret technique?"

"Brother Song! Tingsheng also taught us a secret technique!"

The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique?

After Chen Mo said that, Song Yunxi suddenly understood.

So that's it!

This is the secret technique!

The difficulty of practicing secret techniques is much higher than that of spells, but it is not as difficult as supernatural powers, which can only be practiced by self-comprehension and single-line inheritance.

"Dear elders, from today on, I have decided to make this secret technique public. All disciples of Motai Mountain, including the spiritual plant husbands at the foot of the mountain, can practice this secret technique as long as they can practice!"