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Chapter 335 Harvest

  As he opened his eyes, a hint of joy flashed across his left eye. This time the harvest was more abundant than he had imagined.

  Every soul was crushed, leaving only a thread of the purest spiritual origin. Such a spiritual origin is something that any cultivator would dream of having. The strand of divine consciousness left by Zuo Mo's soul had increased by more than tenfold.

  Savoring the intoxicating aftertaste of just now, Zuo Mo was like a person who had just tasted delicious food, feeling extremely satisfied, and couldn't help but want to do it again immediately.

  But this greedy thought only revolved in his mind for a moment before disappearing.

  He is more concerned about Xiaotao's situation.

  Among the many small ones, Xiao Ta is the most obedient and well-behaved, and also the one that Zuo Mo likes the most. However, when his gaze fell on the five large Five Elements spiritual energies hovering above his head, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. The Five Elements spiritual energies swept away their previous sluggishness, flowing and circulating endlessly, thriving with life.

  A simple yet mysterious five-line world unfolded before him.

  Before he could react and take a closer look, a five-colored light flashed before his eyes, and it was Xiao Ta.

  Seeing Xiao Tao safe and sound, Zuo Mo's face suddenly lit up with joy, and he quickly grabbed Xiao Tao, anxiously muttering: "Good son, are you okay?!"

  He only then discovered that the small tower seemed to have undergone some changes. In addition to its shape becoming more rounded, its texture was softer and more elastic, and the five-colored jade pendant hanging from the eaves was fuller and rounder than before, emitting a faint glow.

  Xiao Ta nuzzled Left Mo's hand affectionately and rolled over in a circle to prove that he was fine.

  A lively and pleasant idea suddenly occurred to Zuo Mo's mind, and he couldn't help but smile. Soon, Zuo Mo was surprised to find that Xiao Tong was even more spirited and intelligent than before! Xiao Tong's transmitted thoughts were clearer than ever, with richer emotions contained within.

  It seems that this time it's not just me who got the benefits!

  As he glanced around, Luo Mo's gaze fell on the Five Elements Essence when he couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation. With his mental connection to Xiao Ta, the Five Elements Essence appeared transparent to him. Within the Five Elements Essence, each had an additional inner core about the size of a bamboo basket - the Five Elements Marrow!

  What a big chunk of five-spice meatball, it makes me drool just by looking at it.

  Wu Xing Su is a very rare material, and even a small amount of it is extremely valuable.

  Feeling the eagerness in Zuo Mo's heart, the five large Five Element Seeds immediately flew to his face. Seeing the five large Five Element Seeds, it was impossible not to be moved, but when Zuo Mo saw the cute and lovely little pagoda beside them, his heart warmed up and his greed disappeared.

  Zuo Mo patted Xiao Yu's head and smiled: "Alright, put them away. These are all yours."

  Xiao Ta seems somewhat perplexed, as Mo Ming clearly wants it, yet refuses at the same time.

  "With five elements of marrow, you can only give birth to the origin of the five elements. Haha, when there is the origin of the five elements, our little pagoda will be formidable!"

  The little tower couldn't quite understand, but it could feel Zuo Mo's happiness and so happily flew around him.

  Bang!

  Zuo Mo only felt a sudden earthquake, his heart shook, could it be that it had come again?

  About to take off, just realized it's a silly bird.

  The silly bird seemed to know that Lemo was watching it, rolled its eyes and completely ignored his meaning, pecked at the small tower with one mouthful, and flew straight to the campsite.

  Halfway through, he met Shi Pin. Shi Pin saw the silly bird holding a small pagoda in its beak, and his face slightly relaxed. However, his expression quickly turned extremely ugly. The silly bird was like a flash of lightning, flashing before him and disappearing without a trace.

  This speed...

  He gritted his teeth and pushed Black Moon to its limits, chasing wildly all the way, but still couldn't see the silhouette of the foolish bird.

  Last time he lost to Silly Bird's claw, Shi Feng still had some resentment, but the speed that Silly Bird showed today made him feel suffocated.

  Aware of the gap, not only did it not dishearten Shi Pin, but instead ignited his fierce determination!

  Not even able to beat a single bird, how can one reach the peak of the tenth rank?

  On the black moon, the tenth rank tightly clenched her small fist, pursed her small mouth, and her delicate little face was full of determination.

  The silly bird brought back a small pellet to the camp at the same time, Zuo Mo woke up from his meditation. As soon as this powerful spiritual consciousness returned to his body, it was like a surging stream flowing into a deep pool, and the water in the pool immediately surged.

  It's so comfortable I almost want to moan.

  Three times!

  The divine consciousness within his body suddenly surged threefold!

  This is a number that almost drives Luo Mo crazy, opening his eyes, he feels as if he had made an extraordinary beautiful dream. Overnight, it soared three times, he had never heard of such an unbelievable thing happening to him.

  He hastily found Pu Ye: "Pu, what's going on?"

  The demon god's expression was calm and peaceful, looking no different from usual. He curled his lips: "Nothing, you're just lucky."

  Zuo Mo's face was still flushed with excitement. Originally not intending to say much, Pu Yao suddenly had a vision of Zuo Mo using his little yao arts and thought for a moment before saying: "Evil spirits are born from a thread of soul thoughts, what you absorbed is the source of their divine souls. This kind of thing, I've also never seen before."

  He didn't lie, a calamity of such scale would indeed be able to create a number of vengeful spirits that's this terrifying. Everything here has exceeded the expectations of the evil spirit.

  "It turns out that evil spirits can nourish one's divine consciousness!" Zuo Mo's eyes shone brightly: "Good stuff! Good stuff!"

  Pú yāo took one look at Zuǒ Mò's appearance and knew what he was up to. These malignant spirits were extremely dangerous to others, and if they weren't careful, their minds would be invaded. And turning these malignant spirits into pure spiritual essence wasn't a simple matter. Although the malignant spirits were born from a thread of soul consciousness, these soul consciousnesses were the deceased's lingering attachments in life, containing all sorts of negative emotions. After experiencing prolonged slaughter, they became even more brutal and dangerous.

  Is it easy to refine and transform?

  Unless...

  Pu You stared blankly at Zuo Mo, although he had previously had vague guesses and expectations, but when he really witnessed Zuo Mo displaying the ancient and desolate ritual, the shock and impact he received were stronger than anyone else.

  He suddenly turned his face and glanced at the tombstone.

  Many things before were just him being stubborn with tombstones, but now...

  The tombstone seems to have sensed the thoughts of the evil spirit, and a surge of dark energy suddenly rises!

  Zuo Mo, immersed in his beautiful fantasy, noticed the anomaly of the tombstone and couldn't help but point at it with a curious expression, asking Pu Yao: "What is this?"

  Pu You's mood suddenly became cheerful, and he glanced at the tombstone, saying with a smile: "Hmph, he sees that your spiritual awareness has made great progress, and is happy for you."

  "Oh!" Zuo was taken aback, but he immediately asked: "By the way, Pu, what were those two moves you taught me today? They're really powerful!"

  Looking at the pitiful Zuo Mo, Pu Yao's mood became even better, and he glanced at the tombstone with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

  I didn't argue with you before, but now...

  A hint of a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and his gaze turned to Zuo Mo in front of him. He raised an eyebrow: "How is it? Is it good? Not bad compared to Da Ri's magic body!"

  "It's all right! It's all right!" Zuo Mo rubbed his hands together, grinning from ear to ear.

  ...You still haven't figured out this guy's true nature... He's a typical case of whoever provides milk is the mother...

  The paoxiang was pleased with himself.

  But I think my path will be more promising than yours...

  Teacher, are you happy?

  Innumerable thoughts flashed through Pu Yao's mind.

  Zuo Mo was somewhat unexpectedly surprised to find that Pu Yao's expression had become serious without him realizing it.

  "It's called Qigu Huang Zhai Shu." The Pú Yāo's voice was low: "Like 'Xiǎo Qiān Yè Shǒu', it's a complete set of yao techniques, created by another Tiān Yāo, my teacher."

  "Your teacher?" Zuo Mo was shocked.

  Pu Yao rarely talked about his past, and this was the first time he had spoken of his origins in front of Zuo Mo.

  "Yes, teacher!" Pu Yao's face showed a nostalgic expression, his expression was serious, completely without the slightest bit of his usual carefree attitude. He looked at Zuo Mo seriously: "Zuo Mo, are you certain you want to learn?"

  Pu Yao's completely different attitude made Zuo Mo feel that things were not as simple as they seemed.

  He didn't answer immediately, but cautiously asked: "Pu, what are the requirements for learning this ancient ritual of drawing water from a dry well?"

  "It's very simple, just accept this lineage of transmission."

  "Can you be more specific?" Zuo Mo asked cautiously.

  "Specifically?" Pu Yao was taken aback, he had never thought about taking on a student before, and being asked by Zuo Mo, he was somewhat at a loss for words. He tilted his head, recalling the scene when his own teacher had taken him in.

  "Before you recruit students, you must go to the First Witchcraft House in the Demon Realm and register your name in the Heavenly Witch's Pavilion."

  At this thought, Pu Yao suddenly felt inexplicably ashamed. He recalled his teacher's expectations of him. Although he had become a Tian Yao, due to other reasons, he hadn't fulfilled his teacher's wishes.

  This request made Zuo Mo quite surprised.

  "What's the point of keeping any promises?"

  "It doesn't matter."

  "What's the rule of the door?"

  "No."

  "Is there no commandment?"

  "No."

  ……

  The more Zuo Mo asked, the stranger he felt. This sect... hmm, in his understanding, this was indeed a sect. The threshold for entering this sect was really low, and as for being recorded into the Tianyou Pavilion, Zuo Mo didn't take it seriously at all.

  Recruiting students? This matter has nothing to do with me. The Tian Yao Pavilion and whatnot, who knows what it is, but as long as I don't recruit students, this thing has no relation to me whatsoever.

  In the end, Zuo Mo couldn't help but feel a little unbelievable. Could it be that entering the demonic sect was this easy?

  Every disciple of the sect has their own responsibilities to fulfill and must make contributions to the sect in order to gain corresponding benefits.

  This Pu sect is really strange, they don't need to make any contributions and yet they can still gain benefits!

  After thinking for half a day, Zuomo felt that there was only one possibility left.

  Pu Yao's sect is a small and pitiful sect.

  Only the lowest-level small door factions would be so hungry for food...

  Pffft!

  Zuo Mo suddenly realized that he had also cursed himself and quickly stopped.

  However, after such a comparison, he was able to distinguish the differences.

  There are still some oath-keeping and ritual-performing things in front of the tomb, which should be from the Dà Mén Pài. The rules are so many. The door of the Pú Yāo is so casual, it's a small family at first glance.

  "Hmm, I'm going to learn the ancient ritual of summoning, can I still cultivate the Mahayana Demon Body?"

  Zuo Mo shamelessly asked.

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