The cultivation of the Blighted Monster is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Although its toxicity and destructiveness are very terrifying, it is only in the state of the soul at this moment. The cultivation of the Blighted Monster may not be weak, but its destructive power is definitely not that terrifying.
A sword split open the black silk cocoon ball. For a moment, the soul of the withered monster didn't react. It only moved its eyes slightly, but then there was no more movement.
Ye Mo couldn't help but feel dumb. Fortunately, he had speculated on the destructive power of the withered monster at this moment. Knowing that it could no longer pose much of a threat to him, he slashed open the black silk cocoon ball with a sword. He never thought that the withered monster was still immersed in
In the fantasy world, he didn't care about himself at all.
This saved him a lot of effort.
First, he made a seal to seal the soul of the withered monster to prevent it from wandering around in the miniature world after waking up. Then he carefully searched for the remaining souls. After finding that nothing was missing, he threw the soul of the withered monster into the miniature world.
, ready to leave.
When they arrived at the exit, the boulder weighing more than ten thousand pieces had disappeared, but Ye Mo did not leave immediately.
He thought of Kong Fan's split soul.
This illusion is different from the illusions that everyone knows. What it changes is the whole person. Starting from the personality, they will gradually become advocating the so-called "elite concept". The so-called "elite concept" is the "Slaughter Plan"
.
If it were an ordinary illusion, the Ye Mo Gang would just help. With one more loyal eyeliner, the deal would still be very profitable.
But now, even he has been planted with the seeds of "Tu Fan". With just one split soul, Ye Mo is really not sure whether Kong Fan can get rid of the influence.
After thinking for a long time, Ye Mo made a decision and walked out of the exit firmly.
When Ye Mo woke up, there was not much left in the illusion. From the perspective of the illusion, everyone's experience only reached the moment of jumping into the reincarnation pool. However, because Ye Mo was not in the illusion, he saw the last scene of Zhengu.
In terms of time, everyone spent about the same amount of time. He would only go out a little later than the others at this moment, so Ye Mo was not worried about being suspected of anything.
Returning to the only tunnel, I met no one along the way. Until I arrived at the entrance of the Forbidden Mountain, the bronze door was already wide open, and outside the door was a terrifying aura as vast as the ocean, with mountains roaring and tsunamis.
Ye Mo's gentle steps couldn't help but pause, and then he calmly walked out of the forbidden mountain. His eyes glanced slightly, and he was a little surprised.
When they entered the Forbidden Mountain, there were only the old man and three Forbidden Mountain guards. When they came out, there were already thirty Nascent Soul cultivators, and they didn't know what they were guarding against.
But soon, Ye Mo saw several Nascent Soul cultivators walking towards him, with mana rays surging throughout their bodies, surrounding him.
"Steward, is this how the City Lord's Mansion treats 'comrades'?"
Although he felt a little bad in his heart, Ye Mo still said calmly.
Originally, Ye Mo wanted to say, "Is this how the City Lord's Palace treats guests?", but he temporarily changed his mind and changed his name to "Comrade" because he still had one thing to do and needed the approval of the City Lord's Palace.
The old man was slightly startled, but there was no strange color on his face. He smiled calmly and said: "If you are a 'comrade', the City Lord's Mansion will naturally not treat you badly. If not, then let's talk about it separately."
"You have no eyesight, stop talking so much nonsense, and quickly bring me to see the city lord."
Seeing that the old man had not given up his vigilance, Ye Mo pretended not to be worried and said coldly.
Hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, then returned to his calm smile and said, "How do you know that the mayor wants to see you?"
"You're not qualified to know."
With a sneer, Ye Mo looked unruly, completely opposite to when he first entered the Forbidden Mountain. The contempt and disdain in his eyes made the old man who thought he had a good heart couldn't help but feel angry secretly.
Holding back his anger, the old man took Ye Mo and others out of the Forbidden Mountain.
This road is indeed different from when we came here. It does not turn outside the city lord's palace, but in the opposite direction, entering the depths of the city lord's palace.
And this time is different from when he first entered the City Lord's Mansion. Ye Mo has become their "same kind", so Ye Mo is not afraid and looks at the layout of the City Lord's Mansion unscrupulously. The defense of the City Lord's Mansion is tight.
A deeper understanding.
Ye Mo was also extremely surprised by the cultivation of the many maids and servants he saw on the way. Moreover, each of them had very strong vitality and was obviously very young.
Even the servants have such talent for cultivation, which shows how thoroughly Fudo City's "elite concept" is implemented.
But Ye Mo doesn't envy all of this. Under this astonishing scene is the hidden plan of "killing all mortals", a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood under the plan.
With thoughts flying, more than half an hour later, Ye Mo and others arrived at the garden deep in the City Lord's Mansion.
Although the garden is named "Garden", it occupies a very vast area, like a large square or a large garden. Many rare spiritual herbs and fairy flowers are planted into thirty-six large flower beds and medicinal gardens, which are colorful and colorful, exuding an intoxicating atmosphere.
of fragrance.
Beside these flower gardens and medicine gardens, there are servants and maids waiting at all times to take good care of every flower and grass.
"Haha, congratulations to you all for becoming quasi-immortal citizens of my Fudo City and members of the future Fudo Immortal Dynasty."
A voice suddenly came, and then everyone saw a middle-aged monk in luxurious robes walking out of the palace, smiling and holding his hands to everyone.
Ye Mo noticed that the middle-aged monk's eyes stayed on him for a moment, but he didn't pay too much attention and kindly invited everyone into the palace.
The hall has long been filled with delicacies, including rare spiritual beasts and fine delicacies made from magical beasts, as well as top-quality elixirs and spiritual pulp brewed from spiritual herbs. The refreshing aroma of wine floats in the hall, making people feel drunk just by smelling it.
The feeling of not wanting to get up.
This middle-aged monk is the lord of the huge Fudo City. He invited everyone here for the sole purpose of fulfilling his promise when he invited everyone to Fudo City. He wanted to see them all.
The other thing is to talk about some insignificant things. To put it simply, it is to let everyone not be hostile. Although everyone is not an elite monk, as long as they stay close to the Immovable City, they can at least become a member of the immortal people.
In this regard, the monks also had different reactions. Some had a straight face, said nothing, did not drink a sip of wine, and looked like they were filled with deep hatred and resentment.
And some have resigned themselves to their fate, or identified themselves with the Fudo City, and eat and drink freely, which is not polite at all. A plate of spirit beast meat has dozens of mouthfuls, and a cup of spirit jelly is half a pot, as if they have just been shut down.
Prisoners released after ten years.
Obviously, Ye Mo belongs to the latter.
When everyone had almost eaten, the city lord Wenren Baiyuan immediately asked the chief steward to send everyone away. He had had enough of this group of people, and they didn't look like a monk at all.
However, Ye Mo did not leave obediently at this time and said: "Master Wenren City, I have something to say."
The big housekeeper was no longer the old man who brought Ye Mo and others into the house, but another old man. His cultivation level was very terrifying and his aura was as deep as an abyss. No one could see through it. He turned his head and looked at the Wenren White Ape.
"Ziqing, take them down and leave this kid behind."
I heard the white ape said.
The chief steward nodded slightly and sent the others away. In an instant, only Ye Mo and Wenren Baiyuan were left in the hall. Wenren White Ape looked at Ye Mo without saying anything, and Ye Mo also lowered his head and ate hazelnuts.
After a long time, Wenren Baiyuan couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily: "That's enough. I don't believe that a monk from the Fairy City Alliance who can hide in the demonic team will be a straw bag who only knows how to eat, drink and defecate."
Ye Mo smiled slightly, picked up the brocade handkerchief on the table and wiped away the grease stains on his mouth, and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily the case. Poor monks like me have never eaten such rich delicacies several times in our lives. It's rare to eat them all once."
Come back, I’d like to thank City Master Wenren for the treat.”
As he spoke, Ye Mo's weak mana light flickered and he changed back to his original appearance, no longer hiding his identity.
Before entering the Forbidden Mountain, Ye Mo would not have dared to reveal his identity, but it was different now. The illusion was so powerful that Ye Mo was sure that the Wenren City Lord had full confidence in the power of Huan Xin Pu and would not doubt it.
There is no need to hide his future loyalty. Furthermore, with Wenren Baiyuan's cultivation, he has already seen through Ye Mo's illusion spell.
"A very good transformation spell." Wenren Baiyuan praised expressionlessly, without a trace of approval on his face: "Tell me, why do you want to stay."
"The city lord has a higher level of cultivation than me. Now we can be considered 'comrades'. If I dare, I will call the city lord my senior."
"The reason why this junior stayed here is naturally for the 'Tufan' plan. Although I have not fallen into the illusion, to be honest, I am very interested in the 'Tufan' plan."
Ye Mo's eyes were bright, as bright as lightning, and there was an emotion called "ambition" hidden in his eyes.
The Wenren White Ape looked at Ye Mo for a long time and said nothing. Finally, he suddenly sneered and said, "Do you think this city lord will believe it?"
Ye Mo shook his head and said with a smile: "Whether you believe it or not, senior, this junior is saying this. To be honest, junior has the eighth spiritual root. Senior, you heard clearly, it is the eighth spiritual root. No matter how difficult it is to cultivate immortality, it must not be necessary."
Is this junior going to say too much?"
Hearing these words, Wenren Baiyuan couldn't help but be stunned. Although he concealed it very well, Ye Mo still saw a hint of shock in Wenren Baiyuan's eyes. Maybe it was hard to imagine that the eight-series spiritual root could be so young.
Cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage.
"The path to becoming an immortal is difficult, but I have never given up. I am also determined to be a Sun-style monk who is far superior to most geniuses. In this regard, I have completed 70-80% of it. The reason why I have not completed it perfectly is because of the problem of the eight-line spiritual root.
Such spiritual root talent will definitely not be favored by those old antiques from the Fairy City Alliance."
"But I believe that a force like Fudo City, which has a broad and tolerant heart, will not refuse my joining, right?"
After Ye Mo finished speaking, he looked at Wen Ren Bai Yuan with a smile and praised him shamelessly, but his expression didn't change at all.
"You are very thick-skinned." Wenren Baiyuan said something in a compliment or a disgrace, and then said: "What do you want?"
"Senior, you are wrong. It will be a matter of time for the junior to join Fudo City. This does not count as merit. The junior understands the exchange of interests. There is no merit and there is no reward. It should be said that what the junior can give to the senior."
Ye Mo had a smile on his face, he was a complete replica of Monk Kuwo, but he was extremely worried in his heart, secretly sighing that he was so bold that he dared to sit at the same table with a Venerable level monk to discuss a deal.
Wenren Baiyuan waved his hand and said: "If you don't have enough chips, you won't have the confidence to talk to this city lord. Unless you are seeking death, I don't want to talk about your chips first. Let's talk about what you want first.
"
Ye Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly. None of these old monsters were easy to get along with, but there was nothing he could do about it at the moment. He pondered for a while and slowly uttered five words: "I want to hear people warm."