Chapter 437: The Magic Mushroom

As soon as Luo Xuanji made a move, the demons in the distance were attracted.

Zhao Mu had already seen through the strength of these demons.

Their bodies were very weak, but after the parasitism of the spores, they gained a property similar to immortality, which was difficult to be completely wiped out.

Their attack ability was not strong, but wherever they went, they would spread all kinds of spore dust.

These spores either had strong parasitic abilities or were extremely toxic. Even if they were strong people in the Heaven Realm, they could be hit at any time if they were not careful.

If someone rushed in rashly like Luo Xuanji, he would most likely fall to the ground.

However, Zhao Mu did not stop Luo Xuanji.

He casually cast a protective barrier on Luo Xuanji, and used the law of death to condense a barrier to isolate her from the outside world.

With this double protection, no matter how strong the penetration ability of the spores was, they could not break through the barrier.

After receiving Zhao Mu's blessing, Luo Xuanji turned on the unparalleled mode, and the emperor's domain crushed all the way, forcibly opening up a vacuum road between the demons and spores.

Zhao Mu followed closely behind, strolling leisurely, responsible for cleaning up some fish that slipped through the net.

In fact, there was no need to be so troublesome.

He only needed to unfold the pure fire field to quickly clean up the entire cave.

But since Luo Xuanji was so happy to kill, Zhao Mu did not disturb her without knowing the tact.

After all, after today, she would be his queen.

Pushing forward all the way.

Soon, the two passed through the dense spore forest and came to the center of the cave.

Luo Xuanji saw Wuxiang Emperor surrounded by spores at a glance, and rushed up without saying a word.

Zhao Mu's attention was attracted by a small broken temple covered with spores not far away.

Sure enough, there was also a temple here.

He moved and came to the inside of the temple.

He cut off the statue of the enshrined god with a sword.

The statue was destroyed, and the entire evil land began to rumble and tremble. With the emergence of a large amount of spiritual energy, the evil land was about to be transformed into a paradise. The crisis of Wuxiang Kingdom was successfully overcome, and it was a blessing in disguise. It picked up a paradise for free, and the spiritual energy was inexhaustible.

"This is..."

Zhao Mu activated the law and reached out to grab the statue. A mushroom shaped like a sheep's horn appeared in Zhao Mu's hand.

The Wanxiang Immortal Eye opened again, and Zhao Mu looked carefully.

"The God-attracting Mushroom: Planted in a place where faith gathers, it can absorb the power of faith and store it and transform it into pure divine power. It can catalyze the divine power to condense the mycelium of the divine nature. Implanting the mycelium into the body will have a certain probability of awakening the divine nature."

Zhao Mu's eyes were shocked.

This mushroom is something.

Absorbing the power of faith is secondary. Its biggest function is to cultivate new gods.

With the God-attracting Mushroom, plus a large amount of faith power, can Zhao Mu use it to cultivate gods on a large scale?

Although the efficiency is still unclear, and the probability of awakening the godhead is unknown, this is indeed an effective way.

And Zhao Mu currently has a great advantage.

He has a complete sect in his hands, the Guiyi Sect!

He is also about to become the emperor of Wuxiang Kingdom, with 10 billion people, which is a blue ocean of faith.

If the two are combined, and the 10 billion people of Wuxiang Kingdom are cultivated into devout believers, a large amount of faith power can be harvested.

Then these faith powers can be used to condense the mycelium of the godhead and mass-produce new gods.

Maybe, a brand new kingdom of God can be born in Zhao Mu's hands!

Zhao Mu couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Although the upper limit of cultivating gods is far lower than that of cultivating immortals, there is an advantage of cultivating gods, that is, it is quick to see results and has a high lower limit.

Even the weakest one-star gods can have good combat effectiveness.

Although cultivating immortals is the right way, it is too difficult and requires too high qualifications.

Among ten thousand people, there is only a small probability that a seedling with spiritual roots will be born.

Even if you have spiritual roots, you will most likely only be able to stop at the Qi training stage. If you want to climb all the way up, the difficulty will become greater and greater.

The probability of promotion of immortals can actually be estimated through the current situation of Wuxiang Country.

Wuxiang Country, with a population of 10 billion, currently has only Luo Xuanji, who is in the Heavenly Man Realm.

There are about 100 people in the Tribulation Realm.

It seems a lot, but in fact, the probability of giving birth to a powerful Tribulation Realm warrior is only one in a billion!

But it is different for cultivating gods. A three-star godhood almost has the combat power of the Tribulation Realm.

For Zhao Mu, who has the God-inducing Mushroom, the difficulty of cultivating a three-star godhood is definitely much less than cultivating a Tribulation cultivator.

After a simple calculation in his mind, Zhao Mu realized that the value that this God-inducing Mushroom can create would be beyond imagination.

In this way, it seems that it is really inevitable for him to become the emperor of Wuxiang Country.

Ordinary people without spiritual roots are worthless in the world of immortals.

But they are all excellent sources of contributing the power of faith!

How much benefit can such a huge demographic dividend bring to oneself in the end?

I dare not even think about it.

"Zhao Mu, come here quickly!"

Luo Xuanji's shout interrupted Zhao Mu's thoughts.

He carefully put away the divine mushroom and came to Luo Xuanji: "What did you find?"

"The ancestor seems to be still alive!"

"Oh?"

Zhao Mu looked carefully. Although Wuxiang Emperor had no breath or heartbeat, strangely, there was still a glimmer of life in his body.

It was the golden mycelium covering his entire body that locked up the last ray of life of Emperor Wuxiang, preventing him from dying completely.

This is a genuine human emperor. If he could be resurrected...

Zhao Mu was a little tempted.

But he also had some concerns.

As a human, Emperor Wuxiang should not be reduced to a divine skeleton, but it is hard to guarantee that he still has self-personality.

What's more, he was parasitized by the mysterious golden mycelium.

If he finally wakes up and becomes an irrational killing machine, wouldn't it be very troublesome?

Facing a genuine human emperor, Zhao Mu has little chance of winning.

"Do you want to save him?" Zhao Mu asked.

Luo Xuanji nodded solemnly.

"The ancestor is a true hero and a great sage. You may not know him well, but as a descendant of the Wuxiang clan, I know very well how much the ancestor contributed to the human race. It is no exaggeration to say that if the ancestor had not suppressed the demon race with all his strength, there would not be a single pure descendant of the human race in the Xianwu Continent today."

"The ancestor has contributed too much to the human race and sacrificed too much. Now that I know he still has a glimmer of hope, how can I bear to watch him die without saving him!"

Zhao Mu did not doubt this at all.

According to various historical records, the reason why the human race was able to survive the war with the demon race was mainly due to the bloody battles of the human emperors. Today's peaceful years are the result of the selfless dedication of the human emperors.

To be fair, Zhao Mu also has awe for the human emperor.

Moreover, a trace of the human emperor's blood flows in his body. In a sense, the Wuxiang Emperor in front of him can also be regarded as his predecessor.

Save or not save?

It seems that there is nothing to worry about.