Chapter 116: Witnesses from the past and present, the Infinite Devouring Magic Pill

"Xiao Meng, I'm back."

After falling from the flying sword, Bai Mo stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the Taoist temple.

As soon as I entered the door, the first thing I saw was Xiao Meng who was sleeping on the stone table.

Reaching out and ruffling her bun, Bai Mo stuffed the freshly prepared pill from his sleeve into her mouth.

The Dharma corpse needs to consume the essence, energy and spirit of the living. This is the axiom for those who seek the Dharma.

Regarding Axiom, Bai Mo had a question: Using zombies as raw materials, extracting their vitality and spirituality, could he then refine the food needed by the magic corpse?

Following the logical thinking of "sheep eat grass", "people eat sheep" and "magic corpses eat people", Bai Mo created this way of thinking. By refining the magic corpses into elixirs, absorbing the vitality and spirituality in them, and then compressing them into elixirs, which are the food needed by the magic corpses.

The elixir created by Bai Mo, called "Wuji Shifa Dan", is enough to meet the nutritional needs of Xiao Meng's daily activities.

"Well, roast chicken and barbecue."

As if she was dreaming about something, Xiao Meng made a clicking sound. Her sharp teeth scraped across the stone table, leaving sharp scratches on it from time to time.

"Wanye's true blood, I will crack it." Reaching out and patting her bun, Bai Mo took a drop of magic corpse blood from her teeth.

Through the sunlight, Bai Mo could discover that there was a huge difference between the trace of Wanye's true blood that he had taken the opportunity to pull from the tip of the sword and the blood of the corpse of an ordinary magical practitioner.

No matter from which aspect the two are compared, the former is overwhelmingly superior and the latter is not qualified to be compared with the former at all.

"The true blood of all karma, immortality, and the endless lifespan of the Dharma corpse are truly imperfect evolutions."

Those with supernatural powers, even those with great powers, will grow old and die.

But after becoming a Dharma corpse, the so-called person with supernatural powers will be immortal!
Bai Mo clearly understood the future of those seeking the Dharma. The relationship between those with supernatural powers and the Dharma corpses was in a spiral of constant conflict and evolution.

Returning to the place where the statues of gods were enshrined in the Taoist temple, Bai Mo burned incense and paid his respects to the first six masters.

The three incense sticks that were lit earlier had already burned out, and the ashes from the incense seemed to say something...

"Seal." His fingers changed into a spell, and Bai Mo put this trace of Wanye's true blood into his own empty box.

The surface of the empty box was covered with layer upon layer of talismans by Bai Foam, and magic talismans were stuffed into the inside by Bai Foam as if they were free. Dozens of magic talismans with different effects were superimposed on each other, suppressing Wanye's true blood tightly.

After doing all this, Bai Mo turned his head and looked behind him. An unknown being wearing a bronze mask was writing text symbols with a jade seal and a bone pen.

"Witnesses of the past and present." Bai Foam spat out its name.

No need to say much, just by seeing it, anyone will understand who it is.

"You changed history." The witnesses from ancient times to the present held the bone pen in their hands, and their tone was neither happy nor sad.

"You should be devoured by Wanye's true blood and become a powerful corpse."

"So, there shouldn't be a sword tip?"

"Yes and no."

"I understand."

Bai Mo nodded.

What should really come down is the True Blood of All Ye, not the tip of the sword and the True Blood of All Ye.

The former is an illusory concept, representing that one will become a Dharma corpse after death.

The latter... represents that the owner of the sword is trying to change the outcome and forcibly modify past history!
"Did those who seek the Dharma in ancient and modern times, and those with great supernatural powers fight each other in various ways, and send this trace of Wanye's true blood?" After getting this answer, Bai Mo had only one thought in his mind.

The time between the past and the present is not absolute.

Ordinary people think that time flows downstream, and that is the case on these planets.

However, because of the battles among those who seek the Dharma, those with supernatural powers, the Dharma corpses, the corpse-immortals of all karmas, and cause and effect, the past and the present are not absolute!
Sometimes, the past is the future, and the future is the past.

The coffin lid is not closed, and it is not absolute in ancient and modern times!
"Are you helping me?"

"No, I'm just recording, recording everything." Witnesses from ancient times to the present did not admit it.

But Bai Mo and it knew very well that regarding the intervention of so many powerful people in this matter, both sides had some kind of tacit understanding.

"Can you deliver something for me?"

"what?"

"As Bai Mo, a true disciple of the Qingyuan School, I will give this magic sword to... the person who should use it."

The magic sword stood in the void, pushed towards the witnesses of ancient and modern times by the white foam.

Witnesses from ancient times to modern times shook their heads.

"No." "However, I have seen someone using this magic sword."

"Who?"

"A very nice man."

"same as me?"

"Yes, just like you, I am a disciple of the Qingyuan School, Baimo."

"Is that so? It seems the inheritance has not been broken. I am relieved then."

"Yes and no."

After the ancient and modern witnesses left a riddle, it disappeared.

However, where it originally existed, a broken sword tip appeared. If Bai Mo's eyesight had not been exceptionally good, he would have probably overlooked it.

"Keep it as a safety." Picking up the tip of the sword, Bai Mo put it into the jar of incense ash.

"All right."

After walking out of the hall, Bai Mo closed the door.

However, before leaving, Bai Mo still placed the sword that symbolized the current master of the Qingyuan Sect in front of his own tablet.

Inside the gate, at some unknown time, a vague figure was walking around...

Pushing open the alchemy room, Bai Mo put about one tenth of his remaining Wanye true blood into the alchemy furnace.

Then, he walked to the bookshelf piled with books, picked up a book on medicinal materials and began to read it.

"Lotus Yuan flowers... need to be picked from... They have mild medicinal properties and are of the Yang and Wind nature, making them suitable for the cultivation of the Dharmakaya."

"The soul of the evil spirit, the product of the resentment of the zombies that died but did not come back to life, which was formed after the dissipation... It can be used to strengthen the soul."

"Heart blood... the heart blood of the supernatural is a delicacy that the corpse craves. Through investigation, it is determined that the corpse can grow by eating heart blood..."

After turning the pages of the book, Bai Mo sat in the chair, thinking thoughtfully about the contents, and from time to time he would use his innate magical powers to materialize the products in front of him.

However, in order to prevent the punishment of the law of cause and effect, each time Bai Fog's manifestation only lasts for a few seconds, and then the objects transformed by these concrete thoughts will dissipate.

"Master, I'm hungry." The banging sounds on the door outside the alchemy room made Bai Mo stop reading.

After closing the book, Bai Mo took out the prescription notes he had compiled and wrote a series of words on the last page.

[The Infinite Devouring Law Pill is made from the corpse of the law and combined with the Purple Elemental Evil Fire... Be extremely careful and do not use it lightly]

After closing the prescription for the medicine called Wuji Shifa Dan and leaving a few lines of personal notes, thoughts and taboos at the end of the page, Bai Mo pressed a talisman that he had used before on the seal.

"Master, I'm hungry!"

"Roast duck! Roast chicken! Roast meat!"

Shaking her bun, Xiao Meng's teeth rubbed against each other, making a sharp, piercing sound similar to nails scratching on a blackboard.

"Well, let's go. There happens to be a big city nearby."

"I'm not going." Xiao Meng made a cross with her hands.

"It tastes bad, it's disgusting, I want to vomit, I refuse."

"You ate all the wild animals on the nearby hills."

"Uh...it seems so." Xiao Meng pointed her finger at her mouth, showing an expression of serious thinking.

Food is the most important thing for people. What to eat and how to eat is a question that requires serious consideration.

"Take your time and think about it. There's no rush. We have plenty of time."

"is it?"

"Of course, I have plenty of time for you."

"real!!!"

"I love telling the truth."

"You're lying again!!"

"Hahaha, not this time. I have plenty of time."

(End of this chapter)