The road is vague

Chapter 101 Dong Wuque's Death

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Dong."

Li Mo tried his best to appear relaxed and asked tentatively, "Has Daoist friend encountered anything strange in the past two days?"

"Strange thing?"

Dong Wuque was stunned and shook his head in surprise.

"Aside from encountering a few evil spirits upon entering the secret realm, which I killed, I only encountered you last night after arriving in the Baili Mountains. Nothing special happened. Why do you ask this, Fellow Daoist Li?"

After hearing this, Li Mo's expression became even more serious.

Could it be that this matter involves me?

"Then, Fellow Daoist Dong, could you please tell me your route for the past two days so that I can avoid it as much as possible when I take action next time?"

Dong Wuque seemed a little displeased when he saw that Li Mo did not answer him.

But after considering that Li Mo was the eldest senior brother of this generation of Lingmu Sect, he still patiently told him about his route.

He is different from Li Mo.

Dong Wuque knew that he was not strong enough, so he did not waste time in the Evergreen Forest.

After entering the secret realm, he headed straight for the Baili Mountains in the central area of ​​the secret realm, ready to try his luck here. He did not arrive here until yesterday at noon.

In order not to waste time, he searched for spiritual herbs here all night long to increase his chances of finding them as much as possible. He has been doing this until now and plans to rush back soon.

"You really didn't encounter anything strange?"

Seeing Li Mo asking again, Dong Wuque became a little annoyed.

"If you have anything to say, Brother Li, just say it directly. Why beat around the bush and try to be mysterious?"

Li Mo suddenly thought of the lightning-struck wood that was lost last night. He had a bad feeling that the situation here was really weird.

Seeing Dong Wuque angry, Li Mos thought about it and decided to tell him about the strange things that happened to him, hoping that it was just an ordinary curse or some kind of illusion.

"Didn't Fellow Daoist Dong realize anything was wrong with him?"

Dong Wuque was startled when he heard this and kept looking around.

"What's strange?"

Li Mo couldn't bear it.

"Fellow Daoist, take out the bronze mirror and take a look at yourself, and you will know."

Upon hearing this, Dong Wuque suspiciously opened his storage bag and took out a bronze mirror.

The moment he saw himself, he was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Then he showed an expression of disbelief and horror, as if he could not accept the fact that he had become an old man at the end of his life. He kept stroking his few remaining white hairs and loose, dry skin.

"This can't be true. How could this be possible? Why did it turn out like this..."

He looked at Li Mo in horror, wanting to ask Li Mo for confirmation.

Li Mo didn't say anything and kept a cautious distance from him.

From the panicked mumbling at the beginning to the hysterical screaming later, Li Mo witnessed Dong Wuque's change from rationality and calmness to madness and madness. He began to scratch his loose skin madly, constantly tearing out his sparse white hair, and frequently denying the fact that he was old and frail.

As he applied a little force, the loose skin was torn like tissue paper.

But beneath the skin was not blood, but black smoke filled with a dark, distorted, twisted and crazy atmosphere.

His wound continued to deform into bones, scales, eyes, and tentacles until the wound was completely filled. Li Mo actually felt a familiar breath, just like the feeling of continuous deformation and growth after performing the Ethereal Transformation Technique and summoning the real-world matter into the ethereal dream.

But there is a difference between the two.

This kind of atmosphere in the ethereal dream has a lifeless feeling, tends to be more passive, and at the same time has another quality full of fantasy, dreams and hope, which are integrated together.

The change in Dong Wuque at this time was like the birth of evil spirits on earth at sunset!
This aura filled with darkness, distortion, twisting and madness seemed to come alive, constantly spreading and worsening, turning him into a monster.

Dong Wuque used the last of his sanity to let out hysterical cries and howls.

"Fellow Daoist Li, please save me! I don't want to die. Why is this happening? I just finished my final exam and found a thousand-year-old elixir. I haven't even had time to take the Foundation Establishment Pill yet..."

More and more strange organisms grew on Dong Wuque's wound, becoming more and more deformed and twisted.

Li Mo kept backing away.

These strange bodies actually began to combine together and turned into a dirty, twisted, and slimy evil head. An eyeball connected to blood vessels was almost hanging to the ground, trying hard to look at Li Mo.

"Give her back to me, give her back to me..."

The distorted and twisted evil spirit seemed to have completely controlled Dong Wuque, but it was very reluctant and extremely weak. It tried hard to get close to Li Mo, saying words that Li Mo could not understand, and then it fell to the ground.

Countless silver tadpoles swarmed between heaven and earth and gradually decomposed it.

"Give her back to me..."

Dong Wuque and the evil spirit disappeared right in front of Li Mo. The whole process was exactly the same as what Li Mo saw in Xiyue.

Li Mo's breathing became a little rapid.

Even though he prided himself on his strong mental qualities, his face turned extremely pale at this moment.

Dong Wuque quickly disappeared, leaving only a human-shaped trace on the ground, which looked very similar to the black shadow he saw on the ground of the cave in the morning.

All of a sudden.

He only felt his heart pounding, as if he was surrounded by countless evil whispers, trying to drag him into the abyss of hell.

Li Mo thought of something and quickly took out the bronze mirror.

Only after he confirmed that he had not undergone any aging mutation did he quickly take out the map and draw a schematic diagram on the map according to the route Dong Wuque had just mentioned, marking the time and place as detailed as possible and making it clear that it was extremely dangerous.

After doing all this.

Li Mo picked up the storage bag on the ground, and regardless of the consumption of mana, activated the wind control technique of Qingming Crane Cloak and flew at full speed to the end of Changqing Forest.

The Baili Mountains were so strange that he didn't want to stay there for even a quarter of an hour!

Dong Wuque's mysterious death gave Li Mo a lot of thoughts.

He felt that there was likely a powerful, invisible evil hidden here. It seemed to be able to devour memories and cause people here to die inexplicably in a way he couldn't understand, just like last night...

"last night?"

Li Mo, who was flying, couldn't help but be stunned again.

"Last night, I seemed to have lost something." Li Mo's body trembled slightly.

His instinct seemed to keep telling him that he seemed to have forgotten something very important, but he couldn't tell what it was.

It's like being in a dream.

I clearly experienced it myself and my memory of it was extremely clear at the time, but when I woke up, I couldn't remember it at all.

Since he couldn't remember, Li Mo simply stopped thinking about it. He now wanted to stay away from this mountain range as much as possible.

His intuition told him.

There must be some unknown secrets hidden here.

"Perhaps the reason this place is so sparsely marked on the map is because many people have suffered accidents here. Staying on that mountain at night is particularly dangerous, and he will gradually be forgotten by everyone!"

Li Mo flew at all costs, consuming most of his magic power, before finally returning to the edge of the secret realm.

He no longer had time to pick elixirs.

He just wanted to wait until the forbidden formation was opened again at noon tomorrow and leave here as soon as possible.

So he took out the colorful psychedelic formation flags and quickly set them up here at the cost of spirit stones.

After setting up the colorful psychedelic formation, Li Mo summoned the mutant wolf king, holding the Thunder Sword, and was on guard carefully. He would immediately become alert at the slightest sign of trouble.

"Dong Wuque's death is so strange, this matter must be reported to Jiang Wanhu!"

"There must be some unknown danger hidden in the Baili Mountains. It's very likely a monster that surpasses the Great Evil. It can unknowingly absorb life and vitality, and devour all memories related to this vitality..."

One night passed.

Li Mo seemed to have not slept all night.

His mind was always in a state of high tension and alert.

As the first ray of sunlight passed through the sky and fell into Li Mo's eyes, the warmth gave him a sense of security. He couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment. Because he was too nervous, sleepiness came over him like a tide, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

I do not know how long it has been.

Li Mo suddenly struggled awake and took a defensive stance, then he was stunned.

"Shouldn't I be searching for spiritual medicine in the Baili Mountains? Why am I here?"

He sat there in a daze for a long time, scratching his hair in astonishment. He always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something very important, but he couldn't remember what it was.

So Li Mo frowned and looked at the mutant wolf king he summoned.

"Could it be that an evil spirit has appeared that causes people to sleepwalk?"

Li Mo tried his best to give a reasonable explanation for his current situation.

But then he discovered that there was an extra storage bag on his body. He was very sure that he had never seen this storage bag before and didn't know where it came from.

With a solemn and doubtful look on his face, Li Mo opened the unfamiliar storage bag and poured out the contents, which were scattered in a pile.

Li Mo put aside the dry food, tents, spirit stones and other things for the time being, and looked at the things that could prove the identity of the owner of the storage bag.

Two bottles of pills, three Qi Gathering Pills and one Foundation Building Pill!

There are five books, namely "The Key to Refining Lamp-type Magical Instruments", "The Key to Refining Drum-type Magical Instruments", "The Key to Refining Umbrella-type Magical Instruments", "The Key to Refining Seal-type Magical Instruments", and "The Art of Quenching".

Four medium-grade spirit stones.

Three top-grade magical weapons: a flying knife, an umbrella, and a Leo seal.

There are also four mid-grade magic weapons, each of which is a fine product, one low-grade magic weapon, which seems to be a souvenir, several primary-level talismans, and a jade box sealed with a talisman.

After Li Mo opened the jade box, a cold air overflowed and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"Thousand-year Snow Lotus!"

He quickly closed the jade box again and sealed the spiritual power with a talisman. A look of disbelief and horror appeared on his face. He had basically guessed the owner of this storage bag. It was clearly from the Baibao Sect...

"Ok?"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

He clearly remembered that each sect should have sent three disciples to this exchange meeting, so why did Baibao Sect only send two people, one was Zhang Qiaoer and the other was Cheng Fu.

Why didn’t I find it strange before?
Judging from the contents of this storage bag, its owner is clearly a disciple of Baibaomen.

"Could it be that I killed one of Zhang Qiao'er or Cheng Fu, and then my greed and bloodlust conflicted with the Heart-Clearing Method of the Eye of the True Spirit, causing me to become possessed and forgetful?"

Li Mo gritted his teeth and frowned, quickly denying himself.

Judging from the daily necessities in the storage bag, it doesn't look like it belongs to a female cultivator.

As for Cheng Fu, he remembered that when the other party was fighting and exchanging magic in the camp, they had used flying spears, tokens, flags, and silver mirrors, but none of them appeared here.

"Could it be that the Baibao Sect disciple who was trapped here last year had his storage bag stolen by me?"

Li Mo's brows were almost twisted into knots.

This was really weird. Not only did he leave the Baili Mountains in a strange way, but he also found an extra storage bag. So he began to search through the personal belongings in the storage bag.

"I arrived at the Baili Mountains at noon the day before yesterday. I hiked through them that afternoon and found nothing. I went down the mountain to rest. I had a peaceful night. Then I went searching again the next day, but I only found an empty cave. Again, nothing. When I came down the mountain..."

Li Mo's frown deepened.

He couldn't remember what happened last night at all, so the problem must be here.

He knocked his head, trying to recall something, but it was no use.

Li Mo looked at the time with a helpless look. It was already the Si hour, and it was almost the agreed noon time. He had to clean up here and prepare to leave the secret realm.

As for this strange storage bag, he planned to continue investigating it secretly after leaving here.

Thinking of this, Li Mo began to clean up the mess quickly.

However, as he picked up an inconspicuous piece of wood, the expression on his face froze on the spot.

This is an inconspicuous piece of lightning-struck wood!

But when Li Mo saw it, his body was instantly struck by lightning.

Countless mutterings kept pouring into his mind, just like the inexplicable voices he heard when he tried to comprehend the thunder in his ethereal dream. The only difference was that the so-called Sun Palace and Piaomiao Peak were replaced by a man named Dong Wuque. The words he had said the night before were repeated over and over again in an irregular order, trying to get into his soul.

The brief memory review made his facial expression gradually distorted.

(End of this chapter)