Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Chapter 1324: Discovered, the Great Elder of Wuzhu

Mo Fan read through the contents of the Netherworld Ghost Tome.

This technique is not very powerful, but it is a basic technique for ghost cultivation. Its main feature is that practitioners can condense the power of ghosts by absorbing the negative energy of the earth and gradually improve their cultivation.

What really made Mo Fan's eyes light up was that this technique actually included some spells and magical powers such as controlling ghosts, summoning ghost soldiers, and performing ghost magic.

Even if one cultivates to the great perfection realm, one can enter the Nine Netherworld at any time!

The last piece of information surprised Mo Fan greatly. He now understood why the powerful witch clan member had specially taken out this inscription from the Nine Netherworld.

The reason is simple. Once the skills on the stele are perfected, it is like mastering a portal to the Nine Netherworld. It is simply too amazing!

What disappointed Mo Fan was that the Snow Wolf God told him that over the years, no barbarian wizard had been able to practice this technique to the highest level.

The reason is simple: almost all of them are blocked from the threshold of becoming a god.

Only by breaking through to the level of Divine Transformation can one truly cultivate the Netherworld Ghost Codex to perfection.

"Forget it. I can't practice this technique anyway, so I might as well take it back. As for whether there are ghost cultivators who can practice it to perfection, it depends on their own luck!"

Mo Fan didn't hesitate to open his mouth and put the black stone tablet into his bag.

Seeing this, the Snow Wolf God seemed to want to say something but hesitated and ultimately did not open his mouth.

After all, this was something left by her first owner, and it was naturally hard for Mo Fan to let it go.

Mo Fan naturally took in her expression, but ignored it and said calmly, "Well, it's time for me to go out. When the time comes, just shrink this tower and follow me."

"Of course, you can also try to escape and see if I can completely wipe you out!"

At the end, Mo Fan's voice suddenly became a little deeper and colder.

"Don't worry, senior. Since I have chosen to follow you, I will never dare to do it again!" said the Snow Wolf God with a wry smile.

After seeing Mo Fan's strength, she no longer dared to lose her temper.

Because she knew very well that it was this senior who wanted to take over the Witch God Tower, otherwise she would have been wiped out long ago, and even the Witch God Tower might not be able to stop him.

Seeing that the Snow Wolf God was sensible, Mo Fan naturally didn't say anything more. He flashed and turned into a sword light and flew out of the Witch God Tower.

He stood above the Bone City with a calm face, but found that the barbarian monks in the city were still in perfect order, and they were unaware of what had just happened.

Then Mo Fan looked at the Witch God Tower beside him. With a wave of his hand, the huge tower body suddenly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally became the size of a palm and flew to Mo Fan's side.

"Woo——"

However, at this moment, a dull horn sounded throughout the underground space, and then huge black pillars of light rose from the dozen or so bone towers in the city at the same time.

Suddenly, black beams of light shot up into the sky, and at the same time, the sounds of endless ghosts crying and wolves howling were heard. A black light shield visible to the naked eye emerged from the dome of the underground space, directly covering the entire White Bone City, including Mo Fan and the Witch God Tower.

Mo Fan watched this scene calmly, his eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Have I been discovered?

"Senior, I don't know about this either. These barbarian monks actually tampered with the Sorcerer God Tower. So when I shrunk the Sorcerer God Tower, it instantly triggered the formation here!"

The Snow Wolf God's somewhat uneasy voice came from the Witch God Tower, fearing that Mo Fan had misunderstood something.

"It's okay. I don't mean to blame you."

Mo Fan waved his hand, looking nonchalant. Instead, he sneered, “I almost forgot one thing just now. That brute force warrior in the Spiritualization Stage should be here too, right?”

"Yes, master, I felt that guy's breath when I woke up before!" replied the Snow Wolf God.

"I wonder which fellow Taoist has come to visit my Wuzhu City. Please show yourself!"

Just at this moment, a loud voice resounded throughout the City of Bones.

Mo Fan's mind moved, and his spiritual consciousness instantly enveloped the entire White Bone City. He soon found the owner of the voice in a white bone hall.

He was a burly old man whose muscles looked like a dragon coiled on his body. He had a head of messy white hair, a rosy and shiny face, full of vigor, and clear facial features, as if they were cut by a knife. On his chin, there was a big white beard that was so long that it reached his chest.

The robes worn by this old man were made of animal skins, just like those worn by other barbarians. He didn't even have a pair of shoes. His height was much shorter than that of other barbarians, only about ten feet, but his muscles were evenly distributed and strong, and he even had a dragon-like tattoo over his shoulder.

When Mo Fan's spiritual sense swept over this person, he himself was captured by the other party's spiritual sense.

boom!

The next moment, the bone hall exploded, and the white-bearded old man rose from the ground like a cannonball and appeared in front of Mo Fan in the blink of an eye.

"You are not a demon monk?"

After seeing Mo Fan, a hint of surprise flashed in the white-bearded old man's eyes. Just now he thought it was a demon cultivator attacking.

"I am naturally not a demon, but a demon cultivator."

Mo Fan smiled slightly and then asked, "Are you the Great Wuzhu Elder Manshan?"

Naturally, he learned the other party's name from Wu Li's memory.

"It seems that you know a lot about my witchcraft lineage!"

Man Shan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then glanced at the Sorcerer God Tower floating beside Mo Fan. His eyes were instantly filled with murderous intent, so he said lightly: "Daoyou, put down the Sorcerer God Tower, I will not bother with you!"

"interesting!"

Mo Fan grinned. Before he could say anything harsh, the other party started threatening him.

"This Sorcerer God Tower didn't imprison it. It wanted to follow me. Why don't you ask it yourself if it's willing to stay?"

Mo Fan's words made Man Shan frown slightly, and his face gradually became gloomy. He looked at Mo Fan coldly and said in a deep voice: "What exactly do you want to do here, fellow Daoist? Do you really want to take away the sacred weapon of our clan?"

“If you are talking about the Tower of the Sorcerer God, then I am really interested in it. However, now I don’t just want to take the Tower of the Sorcerer God with me. I also want to take you with me. What do you think?” Mo Fan said with a smile.

"presumptuous!!"

Manshan instantly became furious and raised his hand to grab Mo Fan.

He stretched out his right hand towards Mo Fan, and instantly it became huge at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the divine pressure instantly enveloped Mo Fan.

"Since you have gone too far, don't blame me for being rude!!"

Manshan was enraged, his voice shook the heavens and the earth, and made Mo Fan's ears ring.

"Fellow Daoist, it's not the one who has the loudest voice who will win. In the world of cultivation, fists are what count in the end!"

Mo Fan spoke calmly and also punched out.

"Since you are unwilling to submit, I will beat you into submission!!"