There are mountains and heavens coming up, and sins are born in the world of mortals.

The blue sky is like duckweed, and great sins give birth to sword spirits.

"Qingping Mountain..."

Li Mo murmured softly, and at this moment, he gradually understood.

Black Sword discovered the secret of Feilai Mountain. The greatest blessing of this mountain falling from the sky is not here, but in the barren mountain far in the northwest border.

The world of mortals is rolling, and all living beings have sins. Just like the torrent of this troubled world, it comes and goes slowly, giving birth to many demons, monsters, humans, ghosts and ghosts.

That barren mountain, relegated to the mortal world, secretly carries the sinful karma of all living beings.

Such a creation is simply unimaginable, and ordinary people cannot be contaminated by it.

Even though the Black Sword was as powerful as before, he was still in awe and did not dare to bear the sins of the mortal world with his body, so he left a hope... hoping that in the future, someone would have unparalleled courage and luck, and be able to master the sins of the mortal world.

"Qingping Mountain... The Qingtian Avenue is like duckweed, I use all my sins to refine the sword spirit..." Li Mo murmured softly, almost unable to control himself.

The sins of the mortal world have begun to give birth to the sword spirit. If Dang is born, all things are guilty and deserve to be robbed... But who can control such power!?

"You want to use it to transform?"

Li Mo felt the desire of [Cut Blade].

That sword spirit was created by using the "Nine Lives Method" as a medium to enter Qingping Mountain and smelting all sins.

To a certain extent, the unborn sword spirit belongs to Li Mo, but whether he can truly inherit it is another matter.

Just like a rich man who left behind a fortune, the nominal heir is naturally his son, but whether his son has the ability to truly inherit it is another matter.

After all, even Black Sword didn't have the guts to carry such power back then.

At this moment, compared to Li Mo, the most alarming thing is the [Cut Blade]. It grew up from a small age, smelted the demon sword, and devoured the demon blade. Through various opportunities, it gained its current edge. If it can merge with that sword spirit, he can

It will be reborn and never be the same again.

The most important thing is that Jiebian and Li Mo are related by blood, and they can be regarded as having the same origin as the sword spirit.

There is no weapon in the world that is more suitable for integrating that sword spirit than it.

"That's very hot, not to mention that with your current quality, I'm afraid you won't be able to fuse with that thing..."

Li Mo whispered softly, because they were related by blood, even though they were thousands of miles apart, he could feel the terror of that sword spirit.

Now it was only nurtured in Qingping Mountain, and it has such power that even the first-grade spiritual weapon's [Cut Blade] cannot withstand it.

One day, if this sword spirit really comes out of nowhere, even the [Cut Blade] that Li Mo was destined to refine may not be able to taint its divine power.

Buzz…

The cutter blade moaned softly, like a sob, conveying the emotion of both loss and anger.

"It doesn't matter... I will improve your quality. I hope that one day, you can really fuse with that sword spirit." Li Mo comforted you softly.

Spiritual soldiers are divided into five realms: first-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, top-grade and absolute-grade.

According to Li Mo's estimation, only the best spiritual soldiers can barely try to fuse the sword spirit.

Buzz…

The cutting blade hummed softly again, seeming to be excited and working hard. At this moment, it seemed to be more eager to make progress than Li Mo.

"The sins of the mortal world..." Li Mo whispered softly, imagining the barren mountain left in his mind.

If this kind of power is contaminated, it will have huge cause and effect, and it will be punished by heaven according to ordinary people.

"Since he is guilty, he deserves to be killed... At worst, I will refine the magic sword again and kill arbitrarily to suppress the cause and effect."

Li Mo has made up his mind, if that sword spirit is really so evil... He will make another magic sword to kill the calamity... If one sword is not enough, he will use two swords, if two swords are not enough, he will use three swords, if three swords are not enough, he will use four swords.

handle……

All in all, that sword spirit must be what Li Mo has in his pocket.

"Qingping Mountain...I will go there one day..."

In the ancient cave, Li Mo slowly opened his eyes. The smoke and dust had not dissipated. He looked around blankly, and saw that it was a ruin.

"What happened? Why did everything collapse?"

Li Mo stood up and dusted himself off, but he was a little at a loss.

Bang……

Suddenly, there was an explosion, and Ji Tianwei crawled out from the pile of rocks and spat out half a catty of stone debris.

"There was an earthquake just now?" Li Mo came over and asked if he understood.

Ji Tianwei raised his head and looked at Li Mo, his trembling eyes filled with fear.

Just now, the movement of Li Mo's cultivation was so great that the earth shook and even his old nest couldn't be saved, it collapsed completely.

"The sky is unpredictable...what a cruel God." Li Mo shook his head.

Natural disasters are inevitable and cannot be controlled by human beings.

"Chief Immortal, I..."

Ji Tiantiao looked at his dilapidated home and felt sad in his heart.

His biggest chance was that Li Mo ate all the seven red-black fruits in one bite.

Now, not only has the nest collapsed, but even the sword marks left by the black sword have disappeared without a trace.

All this is because of Li Mo, a loser.

At this moment, Ji Tianxi's heart was bleeding.

"God's will is like this, what can be done? If you want to blame it, blame God." Li Mo was in a good mood and couldn't help but say a few words of comfort.

"Okay, just follow me first."

Li Mo glanced at Ji Tianxi's forehead with his peripheral vision and temporarily put away his thoughts of letting go.

He couldn't figure out what God was thinking, so he decided to keep it for two days before releasing it. After all, he had a close relationship with this bald chicken, not to mention that he had taken such a huge advantage, and the blessings he gained were simply unimaginable.

Especially the sword spirit in Qingping Mountain, given time, it will be earth-shattering.

With such a great achievement, there seems to be nothing wrong with releasing him later.

"We'll wait until Lao Feng comes out of seclusion before we decide." Li Mo made a decision.

"Thank you, Immortal, for your kindness!"

Ji Tianwei burst into tears with gratitude. As a rooster who used to be pampered, why did he fall to this point and practice hard? Isn't it because he has no backer?

Now he is fine. With his back leaning against the big tree of Li Mo, his life is once again protected.

In Ji Tianwei's eyes, Li Mo was not only powerful and terrifying in talent, but he also had a heavenly heart, a compassionate heart, and always wanted to free himself.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Such a master cannot be found even with a lantern.

On the same day, Ji Tiantiao followed Li Mo back to the mountain inn.

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"Master innkeeper... do you think the master from the capital can capture that bald chicken?"

Inside the inn, a little yellow boy was squeezing Huang Shulang's leg.

"Nonsense, I saw with my own eyes that the bald chicken was like a grasshopper whose mother had died in front of adults, unable to jump at all..."

Huang Shulang hung up his dry cigarette, clicked his lips, and couldn't help but sneer.

"He wants to turn over? I'm afraid it's an old man marrying a beautiful wife..."

"What does it mean?" Xiao Huangpizi couldn't help but ask.

"Weak-hearted."

As he spoke, Huang Shulang raised his head and laughed. Before his laughter ended, two figures walked in. The old man's long shadow pressed against his face, causing his slightly exaggerated smile to gradually solidify.

"You...you..."

Huang Shulang jumped up with a "whoosh" and looked straight at the figure following Li Mo. He couldn't believe his eyes.

That bald head, those three long flowing hairs, and that arrogant smile...

Isn’t this horse a damn bald chicken!?

"How come you're not dead?"

Huang Shulang's face was filled with shock, and he stared at Ji Tianwei who was following Li Mo.

"I won't die even if your whole family dies..."

Ji Tianwei walked in swaggering and looked at Huang Shulang with a sneer.

"He will follow me from now on and arrange a room with him." Li Mo explained casually.

Huang Shulang stood there blankly, unable to regain his composure for a while.

"Did you hear that? From now on, I will be your absolute confidant..."
To be continued...