Senior Brother Mo is gone, which is definitely unexpected by Beihe.

And he also found out the reason for Modu's disappearance, which was related to another refining corpse. Therefore, whether it is Tang Taiqing or not, I am afraid that all this is inseparable from the Heavenly Corpse Gate.

Even Beihe guessed that maybe it was a certain monk from the Heavenly Corpse Gate who accidentally discovered Modu who was buried by him in the gathering place of the Yin Evil Qi, and saw Beihe's terrifying talent in refining corpses, so he took Modu away.

After all, he didn't find Mo Du's body, only a broken corpse coffin, so the possibility of Mo Du being killed by someone is relatively small. The most important thing is that although he can't detect Modu's location, but he used his essence blood to refine Modu, there was a wisp of mental induction between him and Modu, and now that wisp of spiritual induction is still there, obviously Modu is not dead.

Finding a gathering place for the Yin Qi to improve the cultivation of the corpse refining is the practice of many Heavenly Corpse Sect monks. Therefore, it is not surprising that the people of the Heavenly Corpse Gate found the place where he buried Modu.

If it is really as he speculated, then it is very likely that the current Modu is in the Heavenly Corpse Gate.

As soon as he thought of this, Beihe's face became more and more ugly.

Mo is not only the natal refining corpse he worked so hard to cultivate, but also his junior brother, so no matter what, he has to get Mo back.

However, just swaggering to go to the Heavenly Corpse Gate to ask for someone is obviously an idiot's move, and he must think of a foolproof strategy.

When he thought of this, two days later, Beihe came to another gathering place of yin and evil qi. This is the place where he buried his unscrupulousness.

Unlike before, after arriving here, Beihe immediately had a wisp of mental induction, and he could feel that unscrupulousness was ahead.

So he walked forward, and eventually dug open the ground, revealing a corpse coffin.

With a wave of Beihe's big hand, the lid of the corpse coffin flew out and smashed on the ground in the distance, making a bang.

And in the coffin, unscrupulous is lying quietly inside.

Beihe felt that after so many years had passed, his unscrupulous cultivation had reached the sixth level of the condensation period.

He was not surprised by this, but the result was not what he expected.

Unscrupulous had the cultivation of the Transformation Yuan Period before his death, and after his death, he was refined into a refining corpse, and he was able to grow to the sixfold stage of the Qi Condensation Stage simply by absorbing the Yin and Evil Qi, which was already extremely good.

If you are a monk who only has a condensation period before his death, and after being refined into a refining corpse, he only absorbs the yin and evil qi, and whether he can break through the triple level of the condensation period is mostly a problem.

Under Beihe's control, Wuliang swept up from the coffin of the corpse, and let out a "whoosh" roar from his mouth.

Then he ran in place, occasionally slicing through the air with his sharp fingers, making a cracking sound.

"Poof!"

At a certain moment, I saw the unscrupulous five fingers, and easily sank into a huge tree trunk.

Seeing this, Beihe nodded, the corpse refining of the sixth-fold cultivation of the Qi Condensation Period should be able to compete with the seventh-fold cultivator of the Qi Condensation Period.

It's just that the current Beihe is already a cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Period, and his strength belongs to the category that is not weak even among the cultivators of the Transformation Yuan Period, and this sixfold refining corpse of the Qi Condensation Stage does not have much effect on him.

But Rao is like this, he still put away the unscrupulousness, and then swept in the direction of the Injustice Mountain.

Now that he has become a cultivator of the Yuan Stage, it is difficult for him to have time to try to refine the corpse, and maybe he can continue to improve his unscrupulous cultivation. One more helper, one more strength.

A few days later, Beihe returned to Bugong Mountain.

This time, he was away for two months without permission, and he was absent from the task of teaching the gong every month. Although this is not a big deal, he has just taken office, and he, the deacon elder, is too irresponsible.

But fortunately, when he was teaching for the third time, he rushed back to the Unfair Mountain.

Beihe, who had just returned, immediately came to a spacious attic on a certain hill in Bugong Mountain.

There was no decoration in the attic, except for a stone chair in the high hall, and only futons were placed on the ground below. Counting them, there are hundreds of them.

In the attic right now, there are already seventy or eighty people, these people are all ordinary disciples dressed in gray, and most of them are not very old, ranging from seven or eight years old to more than twenty years old. All of them sat cross-legged on the futon, and they all came to listen to the lecture of the Elder Chuangong this time.

In addition to finding suitable cultivation methods for himself, he also came to the attic every month to listen to the lectures of the elders of the Gong.

There are several elders, and the content of their teachings is completely different.

It is extremely difficult for these helpless low-level cultivators to grow, and many of them encounter difficulties in cultivation, and often have no one to advise them, so listening to the teachings of the Elders is a very good choice.

Thinking back to Beihe at the beginning, he almost never missed every class, so he was extremely rich in theoretical knowledge of cultivation.

At this time, the attic was a little noisy, because the new Elder Transmission Elder who was supposed to teach them twice last time had not appeared, and it was very likely that this Transmission Elder would not come this time.

Just as they thought so, a figure crossed over their heads and sat on a stone chair in the high hall.

For a moment, everyone became silent, and Gu looked up at the new Elder on the stone chair.

When everyone was looking at Beihe, Beihe's gaze also swept over these people.

Looking at the young cheeks in front of him, he thought that once upon a time, he was one of these people, and even he remembered that his favorite place to sit back then was in a corner. In the corner right now, there sat a kid who looked like he was in his teens.

After a glance, Beihe smiled slightly and looked at everyone: "My surname is Bei, you can call me Elder Bei in the future." ”

"I've seen Elder North......"

The many gray-clothed disciples below bowed to Beihe.

Beihe nodded with satisfaction, he never thought that one day his position would change from the futon below to the stone chair on the high hall.

However, since he has become an elder of the low-level disciples of the Ungong Mountain, then Beihe will do his duty.

As soon as I thought of this, I heard him speak: "What Bei wants to talk about today is how to use mana so as not to waste a single ......."

Beihe's teaching lasted for half a day, and then he left the attic.

He was quite satisfied with the lessons he had taught to these low-level disciples today. At least if you think about him as a low-level monk, it sounds extremely useful.

After leaving the attic, Beihe went straight back to his cave.

He stepped directly into the elixir room, and after just one glance at the Huafeng tea tree, he came to hit the center, and grabbed a false grasp, and then dug out the clay pot from under the ground.

Right now, when Beihe is in urgent need of spirit stones, although he took back the storage bag that belonged to him from Leng Wanwan, there are a lot of treasures in the storage bag, which can be exchanged for a large number of spirit stones, compared to the batch of evil emperor stones, they are absolutely valuable. However, if he wants to cultivate that Yuan Sha Wuji Body, the Evil Emperor Stone is indispensable, so he will not exchange it for a spirit stone.

In addition, he also has the lotus seeds of the Black Shadow Lotus, which was originally a four-grade elixir, so it was also expensive.

However, this thing is very big, and if it is traded, it may attract the attention of the Yuan Infant Monk, so it is not easy to sell.

After thinking about it, Beihe still felt that the silver spirit bamboo in the clay pot was the most suitable for sale and exchanged for a large amount of spirit stones.

As long as there are spirit stones, Bei He can not only arrange the formation in the cave mansion at the moment, but the most important thing is that he can buy many elixirs needed by the Tongmai Pill, and continue to open up the meridians in his body one by one.

And even the place where he wants to sell this elixir, he has thought about it.

There is still half a year, and it is time for the Yuejia Heavenly Gate to open, and at the auction, this silver spirit bamboo should be able to be auctioned for a good price.

In addition, the many elixirs he wanted to buy could only be gathered at the Yue family's Tianmen Meeting.

After making a decision, Beihe nodded, and then looked at the silver spirit bamboo in the clay pot again.

He thought of something in the next breath, and saw him take the clay pot to the main room of the cave and put it on the stone table.

After thinking about it for a while, Beihe flicked his fingers and opened the simple prohibition in the cave.

Then he waved his hand again and again, and played a series of legal decisions against the crockpot.

After a while, the prohibition on the crockpot was also opened by him.

At the moment when the ban on the clay pot was opened, a strong fragrance of plants and trees diffused from the clay pot, which was the smell of silver spirit bamboo.

Beihe nodded with satisfaction, this thing is already about to spread out, and the price is definitely not cheap.

So he carefully pulled this thing out of the crockpot, since it was going to be auctioned at the Tianmen Meeting, it was naturally impossible to auction it with the immortal soil.

Moreover, the life spirit of this silver spirit bamboo is extremely strong, and if it is placed in a storage bag in a short period of time, it will not have any effect.

After pulling this item out, Beihe put the silver spirit bamboo into a long wooden box, and then put it into a storage bag.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, from the mouth of the crockpot in front of him, a black figure the size of a fist rushed out at a lightning speed, and in a flash swept into the elixir room with the door open, like a drop of water submerging into the water, it burrowed into the ground with a "poof", and then disappeared without a trace.

During the whole process, Beihe sat at the stone table without any movement.

It's just that it all happened so fast that he hadn't even come to his senses.

"Huh!"

I saw that his figure pulled out an afterimage and came to the elixir room, and then the divine sense probed and filled the entire stone room.

But indoors, where is there any trace of the fairy earth.

Beihe's eyebrows opened suddenly, looking under the ground.

However, the ground of the elixir room is connected to the entire mountain range, so there can be wisps of spiritual energy to nourish the elixir here.

After the immortal soil burrowed into the ground, it can be said that it is like a fish in water, and it is probably more difficult to find it than to find a needle in a haystack.

Thinking of this, Beihe gritted his teeth in anger.

After this immortal soil fell into his hands, it was always in the shape of a lump of earth, and Beihe thought that this thing would not transform again after being frightened. And he also opened a layer of prohibition in the cave, this thing should not be able to escape even if it transforms.

But he was still careless, and let this thing slip out from under his nose.

This thing didn't transform early or late, but when he relaxed his vigilance, he turned into a form and ran away, obviously premeditated.

Even Beihe has an easy-going personality, and at this time, he can't help but scold, "The turtle son is so cunning." ”

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Chapter 253: Cunning Immortal Land