Zuo Mo said politely, "Take me to the Ghost Lord."
Qing Xiao didn't like this place. He liked sunny places. The Wu Tribe did not like it either. The Netherworld Qi here also had the smell of death.
But in the process of making it, Zuo Mo encountered great trouble. The texture of this tree was extremely hard and hard to split. What Zuo Mo hadn't expected was that its self-healing ability was almost unimaginable. All the wounds on the tree trunk healed almost instantly. Before he could pull out a flying sword made of Golden Crystal Sand, it was absorbed by the tree trunk.
As if awakened from a dream, Old Man Wu hurriedly nodded. "Yes!" As he went to organize the team, he sighed inwardly. The world had changed too quickly! They had just been fighting to the death with the Yin Tomb Guards, but now they were working together.
He stood up and looked at the gloomy sky outside.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Qing Xiao waved his hand. "You don't have to worry about Big Brother. It's not even born yet! "His words implied that he was full of confidence.
Under the Ten Thousand Tombs of the Underworld, there were tens of thousands of tombs. It was said that in ancient times, this place was an incomparably huge group of tombs. The layers upon layers of graves caused the death aura underground to be incomparably dense.
With Zuo Mo's present skill, he wouldn't even need a year to forge a shen device. It could be seen just how powerful this shen wood was. The vitality of the shen wood was so thick it was almost crystallized. Through the shen formation, it nourished the bodies of Eldest Shixiong, A Gui and the others.
The black-robed zombie said, "Alright!"
This unexpected discovery made Zuo Mo overjoyed.
Zuo Mo ignored it. He was not related to the Northern Plains Ice Mansion. They were just doing business. Zuo Mo didn't care who he did business with. What he cared about was recovering his body as soon as possible. In comparison, Zhu Nanyue was much calmer. The defeated and dejected expression on her face was swept away, and she regained her composure.
It was the first time Zuo Mo encountered shen power that did not have an attribute. Usually, the Divine Power that one cultivated would have a corresponding attribute. For example, the Sun Divine Power that he cultivated was a typical fire Divine Power.
She looked like Tang Fei!
Zuo Mo ignored Lan Bing. For him, he didn't care at all who he was trading with. What he cared about was how to repair his body as soon as possible and wake everyone up.
"In terms of wealth, the Yin Tomb Guards are not the richest. But in terms of death energy and nether materials, there are not many that are better than my Yin Tomb Guards. "Hei Wu's dark voice was filled with temptation.
The Divine Wood Coffin continuously absorbed the death aura. After the death aura was absorbed, it fused with the vitality of the Divine Wood Coffin, forming a very strange power.
In the end, Zuo Mo tried all kinds of methods before he used the flame blade formed from the sun shen fire to slowly cut at a snail pace.
Everyone, wake up soon!
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Suddenly, Gu Wushuang asked, "I wonder if Grandmaster is willing to sell this war chariot?"
For demons like the Corpse Refiners, these death energy pools were the best places to cultivate. They could continuously absorb death energy and refine it into divine power.
In the courtyard.
Old Man Wu thought that Qing Xiao was going to shake his hand and was about to stop him.
After struggling for ten years, he finally saw the light of hope. Zuo Mo's excitement could be imagined.
Zuo Mo opened his eyes. He had finally digested all the Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood he had. The recovery of his body had reached level eleven, almost one third. Zuo Mo was very satisfied with this kind of progress.
Qing Xiao glanced at Old Man Wu and smiled. "What is so important?"
Qing Xiao's eyes lit up. "Comprehension! Yes! In any case, I don't know how to teach you, so you can comprehend on your own! Haha! Just like me! "
The shen power that the Yin Tomb Guards cultivated was completely different from other places. Their shen power was filled with thick death energy and astoundingly powerful.
Finishing, he said to Old Man Wu, "Have everyone prepare."
Old Man Wu stilled.
The problem of the shen device could not be delayed any longer.
Zuo Mo silently thought inside. He carefully inspected each person, and then inspected the jinzhi in the surroundings before Zuo Mo left.
Zuo Mo shook his head. "Apologies, not for sale."
Tang Fei was also like this. She would not admit defeat.
The Yin Tomb Ghost Lord and the others knew Zuo Mo's thoughts so they arranged a courtyard with a death energy pool.
To make these five coffins, Zuo Mo had spent an entire year.
It was not difficult to forge this war chariot but he did not want the shen formations on the war chariot to leak out.
"Fifty pieces of good quality Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood." Zuo Mo did not hesitate and said, "Grave Ghost Bone Crystal, Rotten Life Wood, and Yellow Spring Lotus are also fine, but they are all of high grade."
Qing Xiao scratched his head and said to himself, "Big Brother says that my teachings are not good enough, but where are they not good enough?"
The sun would never appear in the sky of the Ten Thousand Tombs of the Netherworld. This place was filled with death energy and there was no green to be seen. White bones could be seen everywhere. The rivers were as black as ink and flowed silently. Innumerable tombs covered every visible mountain top.
While base shen power did not have a type, it was easy to absorb. Even though Eldest Shixiong and the others had lost almost all of their bodily functions, this base shen power could easily merge into their bodies.
Old Man Wu refocused. He was immediately attracted by Qing Xiao's words. "Daren says that A Xiao's teachings are not good enough? No way! They have improved so much because of you, A Xiao! "
In contrast to the harmony of the compound, once they left the compound, they were immediately heavily guarded. There was a guard every five steps, a sentry every ten. Patrols could be seen everywhere. Those who did not know would think this was a military camp.
When the smoke dissipated, the figures of the Yin Tomb Guards and Zuo Mo's group disappeared.
When Zuo Mo had heard the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord and the others speak of death energy pools, he had paid attention. The Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood had given him inspiration. The vitality born from the thick death energy was even purer.
Lan Bing opened her mouth to speak but Zhu Nan Yue grabbed her and shook her head to indicate for her not to speak. In front of absolute power, words were never as useful as fists. Unless the Nether Lord could come with a group of experts at this time, there was no meaning in saying anything else.
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"Safe!" Old Man Wu's expression was panicked.
The five coffins were placed in the death energy pools. It was possible to see the grey mist seeping into the coffins at a visible rate.
"Elder … …" Lan Bing couldn't help but call out urgently. Yet at this time, an extremely dark and cold presence suddenly shrouded her. She found to her shock that she could not speak.
Thinking about this, Zuo Mo couldn't help but be slightly dazed. He didn't know how Mo Cloud Sea was doing. The Nether Realm was tightly sealed and there was too little information coming from the outside.
Finishing, the group was shrouded in mist.
Just as Zuo Mo came out of the yard, the guard that had been waiting outside immediately came over. "Grandmaster!"
Old Man Wu said urgently to Qing Xiao, "Is it alright for Daren to go out alone?"
Zuo Mo had originally wanted to see if he could create vitality from the death energy pools. The Nether Decay Reincarnation Lotus that Zuo Mo had used before was of this type. Yet what he hadn't expected was that the shen wood coffins could attract death energy.
The guard hurriedly said, "Yes!"
But Zuo Mo could not solve the problem of Eldest Shixiong and the others from the root.
"It probably is that these people's comprehension is not enough, and Daren is not satisfied … …" Old Man Wu said.
Old Man Wu's expression was doubtful. If it wasn't that Qing Xiao was usually reliable, he would have scolded him already.
Zuo Mo did not disturb Qing Xiao. He walked along the corridor to the courtyard on the side. In the courtyard, there were five little pools that roiled with grey mist. These were the death energy pools.
"Boss, should we kill them?" Bu Ru Mian's voice came from behind the thick cloth and was unusually deep.
Even the dark and gloomy Ten Thousand Tombs of the Underworld became much more adorable in his eyes. Right now, his body was gradually recovering. If he had enough Nether Ghost Yin Heavy Wood, he would be able to quickly recover. Once his body recovered, it was just a matter of time before he recovered his shen power.
Qing Xiao patted Old Man Wu. "Do you think that Big Brother does not have the power to protect himself?"
Qing Xiao was guiding the Wu Clan disciples in their cultivation. The Yin Tomb Guards were very courteous to them and provided all kinds of supplies. There were more normal people like Tuoba Yu among the Yin Tomb Guards. This made everyone feel much better.
A carriage pulled by four Nightmare Fire Bone Horses quickly appeared in front of Zuo Mo. Zuo Mo did not refuse and calmly boarded the carriage.
Zuo Mo continued to study and quickly made a new discovery. The newly formed power was slightly like shen power but it did not clearly lean towards an attribute. Zuo Mo called it base shen power.
Old Man Wu's words were not flattery. Even the Wu Clan disciples and servants at the side nodded in agreement. They knew just how much they had improved in this period of time.
Some of the death energy would erupt from the ground and form death energy pools.
Only when the death energy pools and the shen wood coffins merged perfectly, and the wondrous effect of the base shen power caused him to see hope of the five awakening.
"You do not understand," Qing Xiao said without raising his head. "If Big Brother says it is not good, then it definitely is not good."
Even Zuo Mo felt that the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord and the others had been very good to him. At least, they had enough patience. From this, it could be seen that the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord had an unusual breadth of mind.
The merging of life and death was a natural fit, but also hard to predict.
Everyone's recovery was inseparable from the shen wood coffins.
Zuo Mo liked this place very much because he found that the death energy here was very useful to Wei Sheng, A Gui and the others.
Lan Bing had an angry expression. Her eyes were wide as she looked at Zuo Mo. Her face was flushed red but she could not make a sound.
Zhu Nan Yue's eyes suddenly widened. She did not dodge and gripped the large blade in her hand like a female leopard about to pounce. At this time, Lan Bing also showed strong fighting spirit.
When this base shen power merged into the bodies of Eldest Shixiong and the others, it was of great help to their recovery.
These five coffins were not ordinary items. Zuo Mo had made them from a strange tree that grew at the mouth of a shen spring that he had encountered by chance in the endless void. This tree was so full of vitality that Zuo Mo had never seen in his life. When he saw it, he decided to make it into a coffin. The benefits of being nourished by such strong vitality did not need to be said.
He walked out of the room.
The black robed zombie admired Zuo Mo's decisiveness and said expressionlessly, "Alright."
Qing Xiao turned his face and said with a snicker, "Starting today, anyone that can escape from my hands will pass! Come, all of you come together! "
The black robed zombie said woodenly, "Go!"
This shocked Zuo Mo.
Gu Wu Shuang snickered. It was the first time Zuo Mo had seen a skeleton laugh in front of him.
This girl wasn't bad!
The death energy pool was very attractive to Zuo Mo.
Zuo Mo did not want to waste time. "Since we have finished, let's go."
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