Starting from the Abandoned Disciple in Laoshan

Chapter 105 The Purple Shroud

Shen Mo slowly returned to the stands, and the figures from all sides around him couldn't help being silent.

Killing a master of the Hidden Dragon List with one shot made everyone realize that this Su Ziqing from the Su family in the capital of the gods was far from peaceful on the surface.

What kind of gentleman's sword, it's too ruthless, it's obviously a hypocrite.

Of course, no one said what was in his heart for the time being.

Even Qing Chenzi couldn't help subconsciously taking a step away from Shen Mo.

Jing Zhe was indifferent, and asked through sound transmission: "I can see that you have kept your hand, why is he still dead?"

Jing Zhe was one of the few people present who could find that Shen Mo stopped at the last moment.

"It's not that I want to kill him, but the exercises he practiced are going to kill him." Shen Mo also sent a voice transmission to Jing Zhe.

The weirdness of the Great Yin-Yang Hand was beyond his expectation. At the last moment when Zao Wou-ki was torn apart, Shen Mo could smell the cycle of life and death from the opponent's Great Yin-Yang Hand.

Kongtong Mountain can become the third largest sect of the righteous way, there is indeed something.

It's just that even if he explained that he didn't make a deadly move, the last blow would at most destroy the opponent's meridian, but others would not believe it, the facts are in front of them.

This made Shen Mo realize one thing, a big faction like the Kongtong faction should know that it is impossible to win the championship in Luo Tian Dajiao's grand competition, so why would they send the most elite disciples here.

Perhaps Zao Wou-ki's death is the answer.

Letting Zao Wou-ki experience a truly terrifying death is probably one of the goals of the Kongtong faction itself.It's just that Zao Wou-ki was so lucky that death came very quickly.

If he didn't make a mistake in his judgment, the Taoist who collected Zhao Wuji's body was Zhao Wuji's guardian.

There are disciples of Taoists, who can be said to be the inheritors of the Taoism of Kongtong Mountain.If the other party didn't want Zhao Wuji to die, before Shen Mo counterattacked just now, that Taoist would have a chance to intervene.

But he was apparently unmoved.

This is not normal!

Of course, even if he was forced to make a high profile, it would only break the original plan for Shen Mo.In fact, most of the persecution of Yuguanzi before has made him noticed by the old heavenly master.

An existence like him, in the eyes of people like the old Tianshi, is as conspicuous as a firefly in the dark night, and it cannot be hidden at all. It will be a matter of time before he is discovered.

After experiencing the battle with Lord Yan Luo, Shen Mo knew very well that even if he was far from being an opponent of the old heavenly master, he still had a high degree of confidence in escaping.

God Nun Tie Jian asked him to come to Longhu Mountain to participate in the Luotian Dajiao, so naturally he took into account whether he could leave Longhu Mountain.

The more important thing is that the monster he released probably had a very bad influence on the old celestial master, restricting the old celestial master's actions to some extent, so that the old celestial master had full authority over Luo Tian Dajiao's competition. It was given to Abbot You Longzi.

What's more, Shen Mo's current identity is Su Ziqing, the capital of the gods, as long as this identity is not exposed in public.

Longhushan will not turn against the court for the time being.

If he participated in the Luotian Dajiao openly and aboveboard as an evil king, even if the old heavenly master didn't want to make a move, he would have to put on a show.

It's not without its benefits to be the villain in the eyes of others.

At least Shen Mo was much cleaner in the stands.

Even Guichenzi didn't take the initiative to talk to him again.

Shen Mo can focus on the battle on the field.

This is his chance to peek into the mysteries of other sects' cultivation.

In the past, there were absolutely not many such opportunities.

...

...

The sun was still shining brightly on Longhu Mountain, but it was raining patteringly in a small town eighteen miles away at the foot of Longhu Mountain, and an unnamed shop closed its door tightly.

A Taoist with a body bag walked outside the shop and knocked on the door three times.

After a while, the door of the shop opened.

Inside the door was a bad old man with white beard and eyebrows.

"The shop is closed, and we will not do business in the future. Please go back." The old man waved his hand.

Taoist: "I think you don't do business with living people, but you should still do business with dead people."

The old man's muddy eyes became clear, "What do you mean?"

Taoist: "I'm looking for a corpse stitcher."

"Come in." The old man looked at the body bag in the Taoist's hand.

After the Taoist entered, he respectfully presented three black and white paper money.

The old man accepted it, opened the body bag, and dumped the corpse's stump on a stone bed in the room. The stone bed was extremely cold, and a thin layer of hoarfrost immediately formed when the corpse's stump was placed on it.

The old man skillfully took out the needle and thread, and threaded the needle and thread with incomparable precision. The stump was gradually stitched together in his hands. It took about a stick of incense, and the corpse recovered as before.

Oddly enough, those stitches faded away too.

The wound of the corpse was sutured, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"One part is missing, this is your problem, don't rely on me." The old man looked at his masterpiece and said to the Taoist without looking back.

The Taoist looked at the dead body on the cold stone couch: "It is indeed missing, maybe it exploded accidentally. This will not be recorded on your head. I still want to lend you this stone couch, can I?"

The old man: "It's up to you, but you have to go before dark."

"clear."

The old man left the shop immediately, leaving a private space for the Taoist.

When he walked out of the shop, he disappeared into the rain and disappeared.

The Taoist took out a purple shroud and put it on the corpse, unplugged the small bottle containing the blue soul energy, and poured out the blue soul energy on the corpse.Then he pinched a formula, and a phantom image of a mirror was born in his hand, and the black and white light fell on the corpse wearing the purple shroud.

After a while, the light was exhausted and the ghost image in the mirror disappeared.

The corpse on the cold stone couch came alive and sat up suddenly.

"Where is this?" The corpse was naturally Zhao Wuji from Kongtong Mountain, his voice was a bit sharp.

He clearly remembered that he seemed to be dead.

"Stitcher's shop. You're dead now."

Zhao Wou-ki then looked at himself, who was wearing a purple shroud.

"Purple Shou Immortal Clothes? I said, I don't want this." Zhao Wuji was very angry.

The Taoist said lightly: "Without it, you are completely dead. What's more, dead people should wear shrouds. You know very well that you have no choice. On the road of the old law, you are already a failure, but on the road of the new law, you still have more Endless possibilities."

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Wuji suddenly said: "That Su Ziqing is definitely not 'Su Ziqing', he is definitely Su Zimo in disguise."

"It doesn't matter anymore, you lost, and our goal has been achieved."

"Us? I don't agree."

"So you are not included among us. Now you don't need your consent, and you don't need to be willful. You have no choice." The Taoist was very cold.

Zhao Wuji scratched his head: "You know, you destroyed the second evil king, Shen Mo."

The Taoist rubbed his chin and replied seriously: "First, the evil lord Shen Mo is an abandoned disciple of Lushan Mountain, and we naturally don't need you to be an abandoned disciple in Kongtong Mountain; second, the evil lord Shen Mo succeeded, but you failed." So you are not destroyed by us, but you yourself do not have that ability. It is not a bad thing for you to recognize your own incompetence."

Zhao Wou-ki covered his face, suddenly felt that something was missing, and at the same time he found that his voice became sharper than usual.

He felt between his legs, but it was empty.

"Where's my one?"

Taoist: "It's gone. And you probably don't need that thing, because your yin and yang qi have passed through this death and completely merged. This will make you lose the characteristics of a man, so you can experience the transformation of heaven and man." , The wonderful truth of the growth of all things. In short, you are no longer yin or yang. What's more, in ancient times, there were examples of Qi practitioners cultivating Taoism from the palace, and it's not that you don't know it. Anyway, we don't care."

Zao Wou-ki: "But I care."

The Taoist pondered for a while: "Since this is the case, it is not impossible."

Zhao Wuji asked: "What method?"

Taoist: "It's fine to get used to it. I didn't want to be a Taoist priest at first, but I got used to it later."

Zao Wou-Ki: "..."

After a while, he finally had to admit that facing reality and accepting reality was his only way out.

"After I refine the Purple Shou Immortal Clothes, I will seek revenge from Su Zimo, and then challenge the evil Lord Shen Mo."

"It's up to you, but you have to remember that the Purple Shou Immortal Clothes will only give you three chances to be resurrected. After three times, you will become a part of it."

"Three times is enough, I won't lose to anyone again." Zhao Wou-ki looked cold.

The Taoist responded to Zao Wou-ki very sincerely: "Based on my experience, if you say something like this, you will lose again."

"I think you can keep silent."

"Ah."

The Taoist chose to keep his mouth shut.

Zhao Wou-ki began to study the purple shroud on his body attentively.If fate insults you and you can't fight it, the best thing to do is to accept it.

Zao Wou-ki quickly adjusted his mentality and began to integrate his mind into the Zishou Immortal Clothes.

After one death, the yin and yang qi in his body merged into a wonderful state.

Neither yin nor yang, neither birth nor death, just by this can drive Zishou Immortal Clothes.

The mystery of the yin-yang cycle of life and death is reflected in the purple shroud on his body, and Zao Wou-ki feels a world that has never existed before.

He was immersed in it, and at some point, he suddenly felt cold all over his body.

In fact, his body was already very cold.

Zhao Wou-ki opened his eyes and found that the Taoist was about to leave the shop.

"Are you going?"

The Taoist pointed to his mouth.

Zhao Wou-ki said angrily: "Speak."

"It's getting dark soon, and it will be very dangerous here."

The Taoist speaks with his mouth, but his feet don't stop.

Just as Zhao Wou-ki was about to reply, he suddenly noticed furtive shadows approaching him all around, which was extremely terrifying.

He ran away.

"wait for me."

But the Taoist in front moved faster.

"You can be resurrected when you die, and I am dead when I die. Would you like to block it for me?"

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The twilight was like smoke, and the first day of Luo Tian Dajiao's competition officially ended.

A total of 64 fights.

Shen Mo saw Xin Chen, he actually knew how to fight with every step in the legend, and by this, he lost the opponent alive.

His procrastination caused dissatisfaction among many people, because few people could recognize Ta Gang Bu Dou.

"Let's go." Shen Mo said to Jing Zhe.

On the way, Shen Mo said to Jing Zhe again: "Someone will definitely come to test me tonight, and it's your turn to perform next."

Jing Zhe: "I'm ready."

He watched other people's fights all day, and he was already eager to try.

(End of this chapter)