Quiet, deathly quiet.
Everyone could even hear their own heartbeats clearly.
Moreover, these heartbeats are rapid.
Zhao Tiesheng jumped up suddenly, closed the door, and then grabbed the sword and blocked the door.
Gu Yue and Qin Shuang looked at each other, both a little nervous.
Wang Qingmo didn't react at all.
Hong Xiangsheng, the youngest, looked at the Buddhist corpse behind him and then at Li Mu, as if he had thought of something and looked eager to try: "Is the Holy Son going to lead us to betray the sect?"
Li Mu's face turned dark. Did you act too obvious as a rebellious boy?
His expression darkened, "You'll betray the sect like hell. Junior Brother Hong, if you have such thoughts, you should confess to the great elder as soon as possible."
Hong Xiangsheng shrank his neck and said weakly: "I was joking."
Li Mu looked at the other people.
Although Zhao Tiesheng is a bit silly, he is obviously on the same front as him.
Gu Yue and Qin Shuang didn't have much contact with these two guys, so they couldn't tell what they were thinking.
The only one left is Wang Qingmo. She has the highest level and the strongest combat power, but considering she is the ultimate love brain, she should be easy to control.
Li Mu silently arranged these cloves of rotten garlic in his mind.
Facing the looks of several people, either surprised or expectant,
Li Mu briefly explained the 108 secret methods of corpse refining.
He also talked about the invitation from Shuiyue Immortal.
Once the cause and effect were explained clearly, Gu Yue and Qin Shuang, who were still a little confused at first, immediately became excited.
Zhao Tiesheng also breathed a sigh of relief, put away his sword, and sat back on his chair.
Li Mu explained a few more words and asked everyone to go back and clean up.
Early the next morning.
The flying boat carried the corpse refining team to Shuiyue Palace.
"The Palace Master has gone to Tao Pavilion. If you need anything, you can tell me."
What greeted them was a slightly stout middle-aged woman with kind-faced features.
She looks a bit like the dormitory aunt in her previous life.
"I've met Elder Huishan." Wang Qingmo recognized the man's identity and bowed respectfully.
Li Mu was slightly startled. He didn't expect that this plain-looking woman was actually an immortal elder. He bowed his hands and said, "I have met Elder Huishan."
The other four people also quickly bowed and saluted.
Taoist Aunt Huishan smiled kindly and said, "Don't be so polite. We are not outsiders."
As she spoke, she took out the gifts and stuffed them into everyone's hands one by one.
Zhao Tiesheng obtained a mysterious level technique for tempering the physical body.
Gu Yue and Qin Shuang got a pair of yin and yang fish pendants. Judging from their appearance, they were at least middle-grade magic weapons.
Wang Qingmo and Hong Xiangsheng also obtained suitable magic weapons and elixirs.
After receiving something they liked, these guys were smiling from ear to ear.
Even the dull Zhao Tiesheng couldn't put it down and read through the body-building exercises.
Taoist Sister Huishan finally came to Li Mu and took out a jade bottle:
"The Holy Son has reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. Take this bottle of Hundred-turn Essence Pill, and it will form in a hundred days. Please be careful and accept it."
Everyone cast envious looks.
Condensing elixirs is not an easy task, and many foundation-building monks are unable to form golden elixirs throughout their lives.
But with this Hundred-turn Essence Pill, the success rate can be increased to 100%.
Only an elder-level immortal like Taoist Sister Huishan can easily come up with such a good thing.
Li Mu didn't feel anything at all. He thanked him politely, took the jade bottle and put it into the storage ring.
With the blessing of Brother Tongzi, if you accumulate enough true energy, you can form elixirs, and there is no such thing as breaking through the bottleneck.
After chatting for a while, Taoist Aunt Huishan led everyone to a side hall.
A coffin is placed in the center of the hall.
The coffin panels have been opened.
Inside was a male immortal corpse, who looked like he was only in his forties.
Because the Crescent Lake is filled with eternal spring water,
This corpse had been soaked in water for tens of thousands of years and still maintained its appearance before its death.
Lifelike.
Taoist Aunt Huishan stepped forward and bowed her head, her eyes filled with nostalgia.
Then he turned around and introduced:
“This is Taoist Benxuan and my direct ancestor.
His old man was once in the realm of Xuanxian and cultivated the Lihuo Immortal Way.
During the war in the north, he used his Dao body as a furnace to refine 1,300 elixirs. However, due to excessive losses, he fell from Xuanxian to Earthly Immortal.
Then he went on an expedition to defeat demons and died on the front line, leaving only an immortal corpse.
After tens of thousands of years, the immortal power remaining in the corpse faded.
Now it is only equivalent to the corpse strength of a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm. "
Having said this, Taoist Aunt Huishan sighed, then turned around and nodded to a tribesman next to her.
The latter bowed and left, and not long after, a seven or eight-year-old boy was brought in.
"Grandma," the little boy called out obediently.
Taoist Aunt Huishan touched the little boy's head and said to Li Mu and others:
"This is my sixth-generation grandson Tong Lin'er, and the blood of Benxuan's ancestors also flows in his body."
"Lin'er's innate Dao foundation is incomplete, his Yuan Qiao is blocked, and he is unable to practice. He can only be a mediocre mortal in this life."
"But now, because of the Holy Son's secret method of refining corpses, he can use the body of his ancestors to gain immortality. Firstly, he can gain immortality. Secondly, he can also contribute to our Shuiyue clan and Taiyuan Sect."
Tong Lin'er was very smart. After listening to Taoist Aunt Huishan's words, she immediately knelt down in front of Li Mu, kowtowed three times, and said in a milky voice: "Please give me your blessing, Brother Holy Son!"
Li Mu was surprised.
He didn't expect that Shuiyue Palace would allow the souls of the people to be fostered in the corpses of their ancestors.
"Is this considered a body snatching?"
Li Mu shook his head.
These immortal corpses have long lost their soul consciousness and are just shells. Naturally, there is no talk of taking their bodies.
Taking a step back, even if they still have a little bit of consciousness left, they should be very happy knowing that their corpses can benefit future generations, right?
Thinking of this, Li Mu helped the little boy up, squatted down, and patted his shoulder.
"Your name is Tong Lin'er, right?"
"Um!"
"Are you ready to inherit the will of your ancestors?"
"The will of the ancestors?"
"Yes, your ancestors used their bodies as furnaces to refine elixirs for the sake of the human race and the righteous way of heaven and earth, and then died in the battle between immortals and demons.
To eliminate demons and protect the Tao, even if he dies without regrets, this is his will.
And this great will is retained in the corpse.
If you want to inherit this body, you must inherit his will.
Do you want to? "
Tong Lin'er subconsciously looked at his grandma.
Hearing Li Mu's words, Taoist Aunt Huishan couldn't help but feel a little moved.
"Is this the will of our ancestors?"
She thought silently in her heart, and her Taoist heart was stirred.
Facing Sun Xuan's gaze, he shook his head and said, "You make your own decision."
Tong Liner lowered his head again, gritted his teeth and frowned in thought.
After a while, he turned around and looked at the body in the coffin.
The image of this ancestor fighting against evil spirits appeared in his mind.
The little boy felt his blood surging and nodded firmly:
"Lin'er is willing!"
As his words fell.
Dots of light appeared in Benxuan Taoist's body.
These light spots converged towards the brain, and finally flew out from the center of the eyebrows, condensing into a translucent shadow of the soul, and said:
"Good! What a demon slayer and defender, no regrets even if he dies!"
