People could be seen everywhere in the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools. The shen methodology of the Yin Tomb Guards could absorb death energy and turn it into shen power. The Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools was undoubtedly one of the best places to cultivate.
Most people would not call themselves "forging grandmaster," but when Zuo Mo spoke of it, it was so casual as though he was speaking of a normal matter. But Zuo Mo's indifferent expression caused the people in the surroundings to believe him.
This was the death energy that was spat out by the death energy pools. Due to there being too many death energy pools, this scene was caused. It was possible to see people in many of the death energy pools. The thick death energy was of great help to the cultivation of these mo. Zuo Mo had to sigh that the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord's conduct was not something that normal people could predict. Any faction would definitely take such a treasure land for themselves.
Old Wang knew that he would be scolded, but a chance like this was too rare. If he missed it, it would not come again. He shrunk his neck but still looked with anticipation at Zuo Mo.
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The guard's wariness did not lessen. As he was on guard, he explained, "The death energy here is thick, and is of great help to cultivation. Everyone likes to cultivate here. When there are many people, there will naturally be friction. In the past, someone suggested to the Ghost Lord that they should take the entire Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools and use it as a fee. However, the Ghost Lord did not agree. There are no guards nearby, and it is slightly chaotic. But Daren, do not worry, the great majority of the people cultivating here are from the Yin Tomb Guards, nothing will happen. "
"I couldn't tell that you are quite popular," Zuo Mo said with a smile.
The guard glared fiercely at Old Wang who spoke and was about to scold.
The guard was right. The two did not walk far before the people they encountered along the way bowed to the guard.
"[Nether Snake Shen Methodology]!"
Zuo Mo said with a smile, "I have a lot of shen equipment. I will ask you something, if you know, I will give you one. "
"Yes!" The guard followed beside Zuo Mo with a wary expression and looked around.
"Daren, this is the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools."
These people were all old and experienced. Seeing that Zuo Mo was easy to talk to, they immediately took advantage of the situation. Old Wang said respectfully, "Grandmaster, can you forge a shen equipment for me? No matter what the conditions are, as long as I can complete it, it is not a problem. "
"Wasn't Old Wu's Nether Snake unable to form? The godly equipment is so powerful! "
Old Wang, who had been cowardly and timid a moment ago, stood at the front of the team with his eyes wide open, brave and fearless.
What Yellow Springs? It was all nonsense. Someone must have made it up.
"As expected of a Master. I never thought that his body would be so strong!" Lao Wang could not help but say.
"Oh, take me to see, just from a distance," Zuo Mo said seeing the guard hesitate.
Zuo Mo saw the expressions of the other people and knew that this person was speaking the truth. He said briskly, "I'll give you a shen equipment, wait a moment."
No arrogance, no condescension, willing to explain, willing to help.
Zuo Mo did not know what the guard was thinking. He was completely attracted by the scene in front of him.
What a respectable person!
He stopped and said indifferently, "The friend in front, come out!"
Death Qi Pools of various sizes, big or small, were scattered all over the place. At a glance, one could not see the end of them. The gray Death Qi spewing out of the pool of Death Qi filled the air. From afar, it looked like a gray ocean. From time to time, the gray mist would surge as if it were boiling. That was how the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools got its name.
Did this lead to the legendary Yellow Springs?
He could not understand, he really could not understand. Zuo Mo shook his head. He suddenly thought of a question and asked the guard, "Are these guards not worried that they will be disturbed when they are cultivating?"
Zuo Mo smiled and did not explain. Suddenly, he felt something and his pupils contracted.
The gray quickly spread along the shen equipment.
The guard and the others were all experienced in battle. When they heard Zuo Mo's words, their expressions changed slightly. They quickly protected Zuo Mo in the middle as though they were facing a great enemy!
The guard had a displeased expression. "Grandmaster does not know. The death eye is the place with the densest death energy in the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools, but the death energy there is so thick that it is impossible to enter. "
With a flip of his hand, a shen equipment appeared on his hand.
The shen methodology that the Yin Tomb Guards cultivated contained extremely thick death energy. The deeper they cultivated, the stranger their bodies would become, just like the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord and Gu Wu Shuang.
The other people all had frustrated expressions. They had been half a beat too slow. They hadn't thought that Grandmaster would ask such a simple question.
Zuo Mo waved his hand. "No matter. Yes, I am that forging grandmaster."
Everyone started to discuss. Their gazes as they looked at Zuo Mo became fiery.
The Nether Realm was still mo. While the Yin Tomb Guards were strange, the mo here still had strong bodies. They could not learn the shen glyphs of the xiuzhe, but it was not difficult for them to use shen power to temper their bodies.
"Grandmaster? Is he that forging grandmaster? "someone asked curiously from beside the guard.
The gray spikes turned into gray snakes the size of fingertips. These gray snakes were vivid and lifelike, hissing from time to time.
Old Wang could not bear to part with it. He quickly put it on. The originally ugly grey shen equipment now had an indescribable viciousness and fierceness. The densely packed spikes were daunting.
Humility without power was just an instinct to protect oneself. Humility with power was a noble character and strong self-control.
Old Wang's neck couldn't help but shrink. He was very afraid of the guard.
That feeling of confidence and being in control of everything returned to his body.
No one had ever seen such fantastical forging methods. All of them gaped and were so shocked they couldn't speak. Even the guard's eyes were wide as he stared at the shen equipment in Zuo Mo's hand, unable to speak.
"Let's go in and see," Zuo Mo said.
The other people were also shocked. From Zuo Mo's forging just now, almost everyone felt that Zuo Mo was a xiuzhe. The Nether Realm did not have forging at such a level.
When this thought jumped out, Zuo Mo couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. He really was thinking too much.
In front of the Ghost Lord, Grandmaster was an equal without any restraint. Facing those mo of low status, Grandmaster treated them as an equal.
The guard was slightly embarrassed. "He has been with the Ghost Lord for a long time and is familiar with him." His rank was not low. In a short period of time, he had gathered many people around him. The wariness on his face relaxed.
A blurry figure appeared in the gray death energy ahead.
"It will not disturb you." The guard said with a smile, "Grandmaster may not know, but these death energy pools will gather large amounts of death energy around you when you enter a state of cultivation. This death energy shield is very strong and will repel other powers. "
Zuo Mo threw the shen equipment to Old Wang who had just spoken. "For you."
"Alright!" Old Wang said joyfully and led the way.
"I know." Old Wang was very clever and quickly said, "The place with the densest death energy in the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools is naturally the death eyes."
Of all the people he had seen, only Grandmaster was like this.
"Alright." The guard did not hesitate and turned to the other people. He shouted, "Disperse, what is there to see!" He then said to Old Wang, "Old Wang, this time, you have profited. Lead the way."
Fortunately, Zuo Mo had just gotten rid of the chaotic burning flows in his body. This was the time when his body was at its most relaxed, and it did not take much effort to follow.
Zuo Mo was very curious what it was like under the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools. Zuo Mo could not imagine where such a thick and vast death energy came from, and how it was formed.
Everyone felt that Grandmaster was unfathomable. He was not affected by the death energy, his body did not look strong, but he was filled with power like a mo. His forging skill was unquestionable.
This Mo Cloud shen equipment had been left behind by him in the past, but it was not suited to use nether shen power. Zuo Mo beckoned with his hand. Hiss, a large wave of death energy suddenly flooded towards the shen equipment in his hand.
Zuo Mo did not plan on wasting time here. He turned and asked the guard, "Do you know where the death eyes are?"
"Alright." Zuo Mo nodded and said.
"Is this place not safe?" Zuo Mo saw the guard act like this and couldn't help but ask.
The guard said respectfully from the bottom of his heart. He had been with Zuo Mo for these past few days, and he had seen Zuo Mo's every word and action.
"If anyone can tell me where the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools has the densest death energy, I will gift them a shen equipment." Zuo Mo still had a smile on his face.
The thick boiling death energy was endless and vast. Zuo Mo stood at the edge of the Sea of Ten Thousand Boiling Pools. He suddenly felt how minuscule he was in front of such a vast existence. But Zuo Mo was a god-level and his mind was strong. This feeling only lasted for a moment before it disappeared.
Wherever the grey swept past, complex mo matrices formed at a visible rate. The shen equipment seemed to be alive as it moved, changed shape, and grew many spikes.
Old Wang's eyes lit up and he asked impatiently, "What is it, Grandmaster, please ask!"
About fifteen minutes later, the shen equipment on Zuo Mo's hand was completely modified. The shen equipment that had been tempered with death energy looked completely different from before. It had a rougher appearance and was covered in spikes. It looked slightly ugly.
He said to Zuo Mo with a smile, "Grandmaster, if there is a place you like, just mark it out. I will send people to guard it."
Old Wang was overjoyed. He channeled shen power and the spikes on the surface of the shen equipment seemed to come alive.
The guard turned and explained to Zuo Mo, "Grandmaster, the death energy here is too thick. We cannot fly, we can only walk."
Hearing this, Zuo Mo was slightly shocked. This death energy pool was as wondrous as expected.
But the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord treated it like an abandoned shoe.
Zuo Mo had found long ago that the bodies of the Yin Tomb Ghost Lord and the others were strong, even stronger than he was. Zuo Mo was even sure that the skeleton Gu Wu Shuang's skeleton would not even create a spark when a flying sword cut it.
Zuo Mo smiled and did not speak as he moved through the death energy.
The guard's expression turned cold and he shouted in displeasure, "Old Wang, do not be impudent!"
"It really is grand!" Zuo Mo murmured to himself.
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