219: Xu Xian was shot to death just like that?!

"Great Strength Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Prajna All Buddhas, Prajna Pama Hum!"

Fahai!

Chu Mo didn't even need to look; just by hearing the voice, he could tell that the most formidable fighter, Fahai, had arrived.

"Perhaps I can catch a glimpse of the cause and effect behind why Jinshan Temple turned into a den of demons here..."

The fact that Jinshan Temple turned into that ghostly state definitely had something to do with Fahai, and among them, Bai Suzhen, Xiaoqing, and Xu Xian were absolutely crucial pieces of the puzzle.

Observing from Xu Xian's perspective, he would surely be able to find some clues.

Suddenly, Chu Mo discovered that the Great Strength Heavenly Dragon technique Fahai was using covered an enormous area; with a single strike, the entire residence was covered.

Darkness before his eyes.

The dream ended just like that.

Chu Mo: "?!?"

No, are you kidding me!

Xu Xian is, at the very least, a major character in the Legend of the White Snake; how could he just be swatted to death by Fahai like a bug on the side of the road?!

On the ten-thousand-year cold jade bed, Chu Mo opened his eyes. At this moment, he was still immersed in the dream he had just experienced, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

Xu Xian, just like that, was slapped to death?!

That was too hasty, right?!

"Junior Brother Han, that obsession has already merged with your Primordial Spirit. In your future cultivation, you must be extremely careful; the slightest carelessness will easily breed a Heart Demon... Sigh, your path ahead, I fear, will not be so smooth..."

Beside him, Shen Qingqiu wore a look of regret.

A Heart Demon is an extremely troublesome existence for any practitioner of the Dao.

A moment of carelessness, and you could be doomed forever!

Chu Mo didn't care about this; a mere Heart Demon was nothing to fear. What he was worried about was something else.

"Senior Brother, you said that the obsession has merged with my Primordial Spirit, so, besides the problem of breeding a Heart Demon, are there any other effects?!"

"Besides making you prone to breeding a Heart Demon, the Karma on him also needs to be borne by you."

The Karma has to be borne by me?

How to bear it?

Screw the python?

Although Bai Suzhen was very beautiful, Chu Mo still expressed his refusal. When it comes to screwing pythons, one hero who screwed a python is enough!

As for himself, he was not Xu Xian!

Besides, the problems surrounding Bai Suzhen were likely no less significant than those surrounding Fahai.

Otherwise, Bai Lu wouldn't be failing to return a message right now.

"Junior Brother Han, if you cannot resolve this Karma in time, that obsession will gradually infect your Primordial Spirit."

Shen Qingqiu's voice interrupted Chu Mo's thoughts.

Chu Mo was completely dumbfounded. How would he know what Xu Xian's obsession was? Oh, right, the prime minister who was below one person and above ten thousand, returning home in glory, bringing honor to his ancestors, and then, Xu Xian met Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing fighting a sloppy Daoist, witnessed their power, and this guy decided to cultivate immortality.

But, obsession is obsession.

That is a strong, stubborn, and hard-to-let-go thought or emotion held towards a certain thing, concept, or goal.

What Xu Xian had could at most be considered desire.

Greed! Desire!

What exactly was his obsession? Chu Mo couldn't figure it out.

But if he couldn't figure it out, that obsession would infect his own Primordial Spirit.

"Senior Brother, if my Primordial Spirit is infected, what impact will it have on me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the look Shen Qingqiu gave Chu Mo was as if he were looking at an idiot.

Chu Mo blinked, his eyes clear and foolish, and he just stared silently into Shen Qingqiu's eyes.

"Sigh!" Shen Qingqiu sighed, "If your Primordial Spirit is infected, you will become the vessel for his obsession, you will become him!"

Then, what if I split the Primordial Spirit out?!

A thought suddenly popped into Chu Mo's mind.

Others might not be able to, but he had two Primordial Spirits.

One Primordial Spirit, hideous and terrifying like a demon from Hell, was the one merged with the obsession.

One Primordial Spirit, like a Thunder God bathing in lightning, sacred and solemn, had not shown any issues yet.

Splitting one Primordial Spirit out and making it into a Clone...

It seemed feasible!

Yes! That's it! Let's do it!

Since one of his Primordial Spirits would have problems, wouldn't it be fine if he just split it out!

Two spirits are originally an invincible path; more Clones mean more paths!

Chu Mo's eyes gradually brightened, and he mysteriously beckoned to Shen Qingqiu.

"Senior Brother, those Heart Demons, Karma, and such things are useless! Come over here, let's, the two of us, discuss something!"

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Old site of the Shen Jian Sect.

Once the founding place of the world's number one sword sect, it later suffered a great catastrophe and turned into ruins, and even the Spiritual Qi became extremely thin.

But now, this old site had gained a bit of popularity.

There were even quite a few ordinary people constructing here, transforming this place into a city for ordinary people to live in.

Called, Shen Jian City.

No one knew the City Lord's name.

No one knew the City Lord's face.

Because the City Lord of Shen Jian City had never revealed his true appearance.

Even fewer knew that there was more than met the eye beneath Shen Jian City.

Ten thousand meters underground, there was a secret room, surrounded by countless Formations, layer upon layer, enclosing this secret room; it seemed like there was some treasure inside that needed protection.

But, if someone went in, they would find they had struck the jackpot; it was full of Lightning Talismans!

Entering would trigger a chain reaction, the power of which would be no less than the scene of a Cultivator at the Tribulation Stage Undergoing Tribulation.

If one went another ten thousand meters deeper, they would find a Sword Tomb, densely packed with rare and excellent magical swords.

But if one looked closely, they would find that every sword was engraved with inscriptions.

Pull one, and it would explode.

And, it would affect the whole, its power sufficient to blow up an average Cultivator at the Tribulation Stage.

Another ten thousand meters down was a vast space filled with black hanging coffins, each coffin engraved with dense runes.

In the middle stood a huge plaque with a few large characters written on it: You are a lucky person, you have passed the previous tests, the coffins are full of treasures, open them quickly!

Deeper still, another ten thousand meters down this pitch-black space, was a world of water, with an ordinary stone tablet at the center, engraved with various hard-to-decipher characters.

If one studied it closely.

It wouldn't be hard to find that the stone tablet was a Cultivation Technique.

The Cultivation Technique had no name, but the introduction read: Those who cultivate my technique will not enter Reincarnation, will not Undergo Lightning Tribulation, will enter the Nine Heavens directly, will not be controlled by the Heavenly Dao, will not be restrained by the Dao, and can travel through all the heavens and myriad worlds as they please.

Bringing the distance back to thirty thousand meters underground.

Among thousands of coffins.

A hand, white as jade, pushed open a coffin lid.

"It's done! I finally did it!"

In the black hanging coffin, two people sat opposite each other.

One had an ethereal temperament, white clothes whiter than snow, long hair fluttering, like an immortal descended to the mortal world.

One had an aura like an abyss, a cassock like ink, a shiny bald head, like a Buddha fallen into magic.

Since leaving the Xuanxiao Sect, Chu Mo had begun to create his own Clones.

In this coffin thirty thousand meters underground, they were all Clones he had created.

Among them, this bald guy in front of him, named Xu Mo, was his most successful Clone this time, although he had no hair.

But, he had perfectly transferred the Karma.

Even if something went wrong, and he was infected by the obsession and became a demon, it wouldn't affect his main body.

Condensing a Clone was not difficult; the difficult part was creating an anti-traitor mechanism.

After all, he didn't want his Clone to one day speak boldly to him.

Whoever is strong is the main body!

Chu Mo, I think you're senile!

No need to help the main body, I will surpass the main body!

He knew himself best.

Therefore, the anti-traitor mechanism must be retained!