Devour evolution from a knife

Jianzong had two disciples standing guard every day. Li Mu didn't want to disturb anyone, so he jumped and rushed out from the side mountain.

Li Mu's sense of direction is not very strong, and his scalp felt numb when he came out looking at the continuous mountain. After carefully recalling the previous path up the mountain, Li Mu fumbled and galloped out.

A day later, Li Mu came to the outskirts of the city. Hearing the accents of some locals in the dark, Li Mu determined that this was Xiangqi Town, which was more than 700 kilometers away from Cangnan City.

At night, Li Mu walked in the shadows, searching for the location of the cemetery with the method of ascending Yin Qi.

After confirming the location of the cemetery, the impressive speed left an afterimage in the air and rushed away.

However, this cemetery does not seem to be peaceful. Looking from a distance, this is not a qualified cemetery. There is not even a fence to restrict the ghosts. There are many small mounds irregularly formed in the solitary graves. Even the epitaphs vary in size and look uncomfortable.

It is difficult to form any soul buried in such a place.

Judging from the intensity of the yin here, it is not the same thing. There are only a few hundred graves, and the yin has reached the height of six battles, which is also an unusual number in this small town.

Before entering it, I couldn't see the ghosts, but there were many figures swaying.

If you take a closer look, you can see that there is a flame symbol on the cuffs of the clothes worn by these people.

"Spiritual group!" Li Mu was startled, his soul quickly hid back to his body, fell under a tree and remained still.

"It's really lingering, these disgusting guys!" Li Mu muttered in his own space.

I only heard a voice coming from it, which seemed to be besieging a boy.

"Dare to raise ghosts here, you are quite courageous, what kind of sect? What's your name, come back with me, and wait for your master to lead you." A bald man in the lead of the supernatural group stepped forward and questioned fiercely. .

"Master?" The corner of the mouth of the young man who was surrounded by the cemetery with his head lowered curled up a little: "I raised my ghosts, and I did your shit! There are too many stinky Taoist priests raising ghosts in Xiangqi town. Others can, why can't I."

Li Mu sighed in his own space: "Hey, another guy who is not afraid of tigers when he is a newborn calf. If he dares to team up with supernatural beings, his fate will probably be tragic!"

Sure enough, as soon as the words were finished, the two guys from the supernatural group rushed over.

……

Hurry is three days.

During these three days, Li Mu wandered aimlessly in the surrounding cemeteries, practiced when he was tired, and watched other people's lives when he was bored. Of course, absorbing souls every day became a compulsory course for him.

While devouring the soul, I also saw the dark side of many cities, with smiling faces, crying faces, and angry faces.

Quietly in front of onlookers, yesterday even watched a couple quarreling for a whole morning, and then reconciled with the help of neighbors in the neighborhood, Li Mu watched with relish from the corner.

As a knife, he doesn't feel so boring. People enjoy emotions, and he also enjoys emotions, enjoying lonely emotions.

People pursue money and a high-quality life. He pursues power and doesn't want to be bullied by anyone. Of course, he doesn't mind bullying others.

For Li Mu, time has no meaning, what supports him alive are his parents, hatred, and the girl who regards him as a 'friend'.

Without those supports, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, he would rather be thrown into the furnace and die in that heart-burning pain.

The 1000-year destruction that Jian Wuchang talked about has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't know whether he can survive to that point in time.

Compared with any savior, he is more enthusiastic about his own hatred.

In three days, Li Mu gradually gained some gains, but it was pitifully small, only a few hundred points of evolution. Like the ghost soldiers in the Cangnan cemetery, he had never encountered a single one. There are a lot of little minions at the top level.

During these three days, Li Mu gradually realized that something was wrong. In three days, he met the "supernatural group" four times. This group of guys was very frequent, just like hardworking bees. Li Mu didn't want to see them from the bottom of his heart. There's nothing good about where they hang out.

Today, Li Mu intends to leave this place of right and wrong, and go to a similarly large urban area next to Cangnan.

Finding an opportunity when no one was there, Li Mu boarded the night bus bound for Fushun.

After arriving at Fushun, Li Mu quickly flashed towards Fushun's cemetery.

Fushun's cemetery is really big, similar to Cangnan, enough for him to stay for a day.

With Li Mu's arrival, ghosts howled again under the darkness of night.

Looking at the ghosts that kept running, Li Mu was extremely ferocious. He saw the shadows condensed by the ghosts floating over Liangli Dao from time to time, and they were all ghosts eaten by him.

From time to time, Li Mu would also practice the 'Nine-Character Mantra'. The power of the Bing Zi Jue and Lin Zi Jue was released, and the power rose to another level.

However, he didn't dare to use the Dou Zi Jue lightly. This Dou Zi Jue consumes too much soul power. He used it once a few days ago and almost drained him, but the power released from his hand is also extremely powerful. It blew up a seventh-level soul.

It was also because of that release that it took Li Mu two days to recover.

In fact, he can be regarded as a double cultivation, and the strength of the main body lies in upgrading.And his soul body became a ghost cultivator.

The division of ghost cultivators is very vague, and there is no clear sense of hierarchy, because ghosts have their own growth system, and the functions of cultivators' skills and other things are only to speed up their growth in this system.

However, Li Mu still set a position for himself. According to his current standard of soul power, he is equivalent to a monk at the fifth level of Qi training.

Now, Li Mu is majoring in Xuanyin Jue, and his attack technique has "nine-character mantra". In his own space, there is also a magic weapon and a few mortal weapons, which are all his property.

Hastily devoured another [-] points of evolution, Li Mu stopped, looked at the sharper and sharper blade, raised his head to look in the direction of Cangnan, and murmured: "Dong Jincheng, wait for me."

Time passed by every minute and every second. Under the night, a knife was speeding back and forth in the cemetery, only taking a rest every two hours.

The evolution value is gradually increasing.

"1000, 2000, 3000."

It can be said that this is Li Mu's most proud soul absorption, and it is also the most stress-free one. After gaining speed, the soul of this cemetery is like a bag.

Occasionally, one or two cunning ghosts will hide extremely well, and Li Mu is willing to let them go. Smart creatures in the world have more rights to live, even if it is a first-level ghost, as long as it escapes his two attacks, he will be able to survive. will not chase.

Been here for two days.

Amidst the red light, Li Mu was promoted to a sixth-grade mortal weapon.

For the first time, Li Mu felt that his evolution could be so simple, so pleasant, without any obstacles, and it only took two days.

"Congratulations to the host for being promoted to a sixth-grade mortal weapon." The little assistant said.