Relying solely on the tilines of past Li Mo might not be enough, but the remnants of ti can also nourish the essential tiline, it's just a matter of efficiency.
Li Mo suddenly beca busy.
In addition to rging tilines, he also had to consider the structure of the Undying Golden Body.
Lacking the auxiliary deduction of the Fake Soul Consciousness, he simply explored through trial and error, after all, the essential tiline couldn't be damaged.
He spent a thousand years.
The essential tiline rged with other tilines one by one, completing the unification process thoroughly.
Li Mo's consciousness entered a state of sublimation, and his understanding of the Ti Dao advanced further, radiating brilliance that covered a hundred-mile radius.
As long as any unfamiliar tiline ca under the cover of the spirit light, it would be trapped.
Li Mo could easily interfere with tilines.
He devoted part of his energy to collecting remnants of ti, and mainly reshaped his body, ticulously recalling the Undying Golden Body.
"Let's start with the Mud Pill Palace."
The Mud Pill Palace, being the Purple Palace, was the organ housing consciousness.
Li Mo controlled the essential tiline to intertwine, shaping the prototype of the Mud Pill Palace like threading and weaving a fabric bag.
The process was very wondrous, even blood vessels and ridians had to be replicated one by one.
"What a pity..."
A mistake occurred during the weaving, and the essential tiline tangled into a chaotic ss, wasting all prior work despite having a rough frawork.
Li Mo felt no regret; the fact proved that tilines could indeed reshape the Undying Golden Body.
"Troubleso..."
After the weaving failed, the essential tiline beca extrely chaotic.
Li Mo patiently untangled the essential tiline, at Ti's End, there was no need to fret over wasted ti, as ten thousand years passed in an instant.
He didn't pay attention to how long had passed until the Mud Pill Palace took shape.
The Mud Pill Palace, fingernail-sized, resembled an oval seed, yet consud twenty to thirty percent of the essential tiline.
"Just thinking about staying at Ti's End for billions of years chills to the bone."
Li Mo's consciousness entered the Mud Pill Palace, creating a fusion of water and milk, the spirit light was securely protected by the essential tiline.
Inside the Mud Pill Palace, there was a blankness.
Li Mo estimated that to nurture the Fake Soul Consciousness, he had to at least complete the weaving of the brain.
It was originally a ticulous job, and then ca the brain tissue surrounding the Mud Pill Palace, undoubtedly more intricate due to its structure distinct from flesh and blood.
"Phew."
Just like this.
Li Mo repeated the weaving, discovering that the Mud Pill Palace could augnt consciousness, he used all collected ti remnants on the essential tiline.
After digesting several hundred pieces of ti remnants, the brain tissue finally found its path.
The essential tiline stacked into brain tissue, eight to nine parts similar to a real brain, and enhanced the ability to think.
An erald green brain floated at Ti's End.
Next was the skull.
The essential tiline had to be compressed a hundredfold to beco a hard bone.
The five sense organs.
If Li Mo hadn't conducted nurous related surgeries before, the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and tongue might have been stuck for a million years; luckily, he deeply understood the organs.
The skin.
By the ti he got to the skin, everything had co naturally to completion.
However, the complete head was in a semi-transparent state, as if on the verge of disappearing, exuding a mysterious aura.
"It's really been a long ti since I last spoke, feels quite unfamiliar."
"Hehe."
Li Mo moved his five sense organs, and then hair sprouted.
To save the essential tiline, he simply styled a crew cut.
Li Mo contentedly closed his eyes; his consciousness entered the Mud Pill Palace, where tiny stars began to erge, all transford from Fake Soul Consciousness.
"Fall."
Nurous stars streaked across.
Generations of Li Mo appeared once again, gazing in awe at the new Mud Pill Palace.
The Mud Pill Palace woven by tilines gave them the illusion of mastering the Ti Dao.
"Remarkable," the Demon Ancestor said with a bitter smile.
Their revival from death proved that even if Li Mo had not usurped control, he had already escaped the Master of Ti's assault.
"The original body's Ti Dao has reached an unprecedented realm."
The Divine Calculator's words interrupted all Li Mos.
He subtly altered the flow of ti, suddenly accelerating his own speed, making everything around him extrely slow, as if frozen.
In others' eyes, the Divine Calculator's movents were as swift as lightning, utterly incongruous with them.
The Demon Ancestor suddenly realized, "We have been shaded by Li Mo, granted the right to control part of the Ti Dao, tsk-tsk-tsk."
Gu True Man nodded slightly.
A Gu Worm erged from his palm, completing a life cycle of growth and decay in re monts.
The more all Li Mos pondered the Ti Dao, the more they felt Li Mo had likely transcended on his journey, such feats would not be possible for an ordinary True Immortal to achieve.
They were unaware that the Ti Dao presented to them was just the tip of the iceberg.
Li Mo could insert Fake Soul Consciousness into any tiline, much like the Master of Ti, reaping benefits through covert arrangents.
Of course, he wouldn't join the Master of Ti in harvesting empty fields.
In truth, making money in silence was the way to go. Since Li Mo could reshape his body, the Master of Ti was bound to face defeat.
Li Mo inford the Divine Calculator, having them assist with deducing the Undying Golden Body.
Without disrupting progress, he placed the remaining Fake Soul Consciousness into unfamiliar tilines, playing the role of the wise elder in different worlds.
In this way, Li Mo finally got on track.
The Undying Golden Body gradually took shape; it was only during the weaving of the Five Internal Organs that he was stuck for several thousand years, other organs proceeded smoothly.
One hundred thousand years of waiting honed the perfect, flawless Undying Golden Body.
"Only the blood is left."
The original essential tiline flowed through the blood vessels.
It would take an estimated two to three hundred thousand years to fill the blood vessels, but with a hundred thousand years already past, Li Mo's ntal realm had long beco calm and unruffled.
The Cave God's Eye scanned.
The light emitted by consciousness locked onto unfamiliar tilines.
The unfamiliar tilines were directly pulled into the range of the light.
Li Mo fully contemplated the Ti Dao; his flesh, bones, and skin transforming mont by mont, with his aura continuously surging.
The only downside was that the tens of thousands of years nearly wore down the emotions unique to mortals.
Li Mo did not wish to beco a second Master of Ti; no matter how enticing the Ti Dao was, he would rest for a century every so often.
Boom.
The tiline flowed unceasingly through the blood vessels, with the Undying Golden Body regulating internal and external deficiencies.
"Is two hundred thousand years enough?"
Li Mo stretched his limbs awkwardly, his simple hand gestures caused waves to ripple at Ti's End.
As his consciousness scanned, Ti's End for a thousand miles ca into view.
"Ha, so the Master of Ti truly originates from Ti's End."
Li Mo took a step forward.
Distance beca aningless, arriving at the destination in an instant.
A mass of necrotic tilines appeared at Ti's End, composed of multicolored threads, already showing signs of rging.
Unlike Li Mo's tiline rging.
The beings these tilines belonged to couldn't find connections, pieced together forcibly, birthing a grotesque tumor-like entity.
Thump.
The tumor pulsated.
One by one, tilines dissolved, with faint life leaking out.
Li Mo wielded the Cave God's Eye, shaking his head, "There's more than one or two tumors at Ti's End; they all give birth to similar existences as the Master of Ti, impurities of the Dao."
"This one isn't the Master of Ti."
Li Mo pointed at the tumor, transforming it into ti remnants.
After consuming the ti remnants, he also received feedback from the Ti Dao for removing the threat, causing the Undying Golden Body to expand.
"Not bad, not bad."
Li Mo traversed near and far, searching extensively for tumors.
The Ti Dao resembled an aged, dying patient, expelling impurities through tumors; thus, the Master of Ti was chaotic and disordered.
"Ti indeed is a cycle."
Li Mo finally found the Master of Ti's tumor, its size far exceeding the ordinary.
Unlike other weakly vital tumors, the Master of Ti's tumor possessed limbs, devouring its kind relentlessly.
But with most tumors absorbed by Li Mo, the Master of Ti was unlikely to be born soon.
"Master of Ti..."
The tumor was excited to see Li Mo, the nourishnt he brought was sufficient to break free.
"After becoming Immortal, I shall be the Master of Ti."
Li Mo's Undying Golden Body disintegrated, boundless tilines integrated into the Master of Ti, causing the tumor's limbs to continually extend, covered with fine cracks.
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