The coffin shook more and more violently.
"The body has been raised!"
"But now is not the best time!"
Li Mu raised his eyebrows and recited the Nine Yin Corpse Refining Curse faster.
The disciples around him instantly became nervous.
Although they don't understand what raising the corpse means,
But it was obvious that Bai Luo's body had reacted.
Bang bang bang!
It's banging against the coffin, trying to get out.
A roar like a wild beast suddenly came from the coffin.
The ropes tied to the coffin broke instantly.
Li Mu shouted loudly: "Hold it down! Don't let the body come out!"
Wang Qingmo gave a sweet cry, took out the magic weapon to hold down the mountain stone, and pressed it on the coffin board.
Bang bang bang bang!
The corpse inside hit the coffin board even more fiercely.
Wang Qingmo's eyes were filled with tears and her voice was choked as she said:
"Senior brother, please bear with me as long as you can."
While controlling the mountain rock, she looked at Li Mu.
"Holy Son, will there be no problem?"
Li Mu glanced at her, ignored her, and continued to recite the spell.
"It's obvious that it exists, but it's unknown that it doesn't exist...Use the thunder from the sky as a guide, block the path of the sun, open the path of the yin, and refine the body of the Dharma!"
He pointed to the sky and pointed it downwards.
"Thunderfall!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of thunder and lightning fell from the dark clouds above the Taoist temple.
Wang Qi's pupils shrank suddenly.
"Building a foundation to attract thunder from the sky, how is this possible?!"
The next moment, thunder struck the blood coffin.
boom!
The coffin exploded.
Rocks from the mountain collapsed and flew away.
The smoke slowly dispersed.
Bai Luo's body stood there, with wisps of electric light still on his body.
"Is this... standing up?"
"Senior Brother Bai, it's Senior Brother Bai!"
"The corpse puppet was successfully refined?!"
The disciples were very excited.
Bai Luofa corpse slowly opened his eyes.
These eyes were gray and devoid of any sparkle.
He looked around and his "eyesight" fell on Li Mu.
He walked over stiffly and knelt on the ground to show his submission.
"Get up."
The Buddhist corpse stood up obediently and stood beside Li Mu.
"Senior brother!" Wang Qingmo rushed over excitedly.
However, as soon as she arrived in front of the corpse, she was blown away by the corpse's energy.
Wang Qingmo looked blankly at this familiar yet unfamiliar corpse:
"Senior brother, don't you recognize Qing'er?"
The corpse didn't react at all.
Li Mu sighed: "The corpse has no intelligence and no memory. It only relies on a trace of instinct during life."
"I am its refiner, and it regards me as its master."
"You have to get along with it, but feed it a drop of blood every day. After ninety-nine and eighty-one days, it will become your slave."
Li Mu asked Wang Qingmo to pull off a hair, and then pulled out another hair from the head of Bai Luofa's corpse, knotted the two hairs, and sealed them into a jade pendant using a secret method.
"Wear this knotted jade on your body and it will follow you."
Then he took the soul bead and injected Bai Luo's remaining soul into the Niwan Palace of the corpse.
"The Dharma corpse drinks rootless water, absorbs Yin energy, and eats the moonlight."
"In the future, when the remnant soul of Master Nephew Bai Luo is restored, he can be reborn through his corpse."
Wang Qingmo knelt down and kowtowed three times in thanks.
"Qing Mo is willing to accept the Holy Son as the Taoist Master to repay the Holy Son for his great kindness!"
She made a hand seal with her hands, and a drop of blood oozed from the center of her eyebrows, slowly turning into the words "Master" and "Servant".
The surrounding disciples all showed shocked expressions.
Wang Qi was even more frightened and wanted to step forward to stop him.
But before he could make any move, Li Mu shot out a burst of true energy, scattering the bloody characters of master and servant.
"The love brain is terrible."
The "master-servant" contract directly acts on the Tao foundation in the monk's body.
Once the contract is formed, the "Tao Master" can control the Tao Foundation of the "Tao Servant" and can decide the life or death of the "Tao Servant" with a single thought.
In the world of immortality, "master-servant" is a stronger relationship than master-disciple.
"I'm only eighteen years old, and I don't want to play master-servant play with you!"
Li Mu signaled Wang Qi with his eyes: Lao Deng, get your crazy daughter away quickly.
Wang Qi hurriedly stepped forward and helped his daughter up: "There are too many people here and the Yang Qi is too strong. Master Nephew Bai Luo's Dharma Body has just taken shape, so it is not suitable to stay here. You should take him to the cave to cultivate first."
Hearing this, Wang Qingmo didn't dare to delay, and quickly left with Bai Luo's corpse.
Wang Qi turned around and said to his disciples: "It's getting late. Let's all take some rest and practice."
The disciples did not dare to disobey and left reluctantly.
In front of the main hall, there were only him and Li Mu.
Wang Qi's face became solemn, "Holy Son, can I explain what happened today to my master?"
Li Mu stared at him for a while, "Senior Brother Wang Qi suspects that I am a member of the devil's path?"
Wang Qi shook his head: "If the Holy Son is really a member of the devil's path, how can he reveal his identity to save Master Bai Luo's nephew? However, this method of refining the puppet corpse is really a bit..."
"It's really interesting!"
A voice came from above.
Immediately afterwards, two figures were seen floating over.
It is Changqing Immortal and Jueming Immortal.
Wang Qi hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "I have met Master, and I have met Immortal Changqing."
Immortal Ju Ming pushed the disciple away impatiently and came straight to Li Mu, looking at the young man with drunken eyes.
"Holy Son... hiccup... it's really interesting."
The smell of alcohol hit my face.
Li Mu took a step back warily, "I have seen Immortal Jueming."
Immortal Xia Ming was stunned for a moment, and then he finally came to his senses. With a thought, the smell of alcohol came out of his head, and he was no longer drunk at all.
"Can the Holy Son lend the secret method of refining the puppet corpse to the old Taoist?"
Immortal Changqing was a little displeased, "Hey you old drunkard, I showed you the Yuan Devouring Art for free, and you're still not satisfied. Now you want to prostitute my nephew's magic corpse refining secret for free. Can you please show some respect?" ?”
Immortal Ju Ming frowned and said, "Can the matter of the Immortal from the same sect be called free prostitution? I'm just curious."
Immortal Changqing rolled his eyes at him, turned to Li Mu and said, "Nephew, ignore this old drunkard. Your secret method of refining the corpse is more important than you think. Don't leave it to others easily."
Li Mu scratched his head and said, "Uncle Master, it's just a matter of refining the corpse puppet. What's so important about it?"
Although the Dharma Corpse does not know pain, its combat effectiveness is one or two levels lower than that of a monk.
For example, if a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage is refined into a Dharma Corpse, his combat effectiveness will be reduced to the Golden Core Stage.
Of course, among the 108 methods of corpse refining mastered by Li Mu, some can preserve or even improve the combat effectiveness of the corpse, but that requires the consumption of many rare treasures.
With these resources, one or two monks of the same level can be cultivated.
Just like if you had a million dollars, you would definitely choose to keep a few young and beautiful female college students instead of spending the money on custom-made silicone dolls.
But it was obvious that Immortal Changqing did not agree with Li Mu's point of view.
He looked at Li Mu with a look that looked like "the picture is broken."
He patted the young man on the shoulder.
"Master nephew, you are still too young."
Li Mu's tiger body trembled, "Uncle, please enlighten me."
