C503 (2/2)

With the mountain god dead, the mountain god seal should still be hidden in a corner of the gourd mountain, waiting for the next fated person to become the mountain god.

Thinking of this, Li Dao began to rummage through the entire Gourd Mountain and finally found the Mountain God Seal in an inconspicuous corner.

The Mountain God Seal was an imprint the size of a man's fist. It was a bit dejected and had stripes that contained the laws of the world. If he didn't feel the laws of the world contained within them, Li Dao wouldn't have dared to believe that this was the Mountain God Seal.

Looking at the Mountain God Seal in his hand, Li Dao felt a little awkward. It was impossible for him to change his cultivation to the Divine Path, but it wouldn't be good if he just lost it.

In the end, Li Dao put away the mountain god seal. Although he couldn't use it for himself, it didn't seem like a bad idea to use it as a collection. As for whether or not the mountain god would have any effect on the calabash mountain, that was not Li Dao's concern.

In the shed at the foot of the mountain, although the calabash vine was still there, it had already withered. After giving birth to seven calabash children, the life of the calabash vine also came to an end.

Pulling on it with his hands, the withered calabash vine was abnormally tough and valuable. For example, it could be used to refine a whip magical equipment.

Li Dao put the gourd vine into the Cosmic Blast and refined it into a belt when he had free time.

The robe was made from the skin of a primordial spirit snake. Naturally, the belt could not be any worse. There were also shoes and a crown, Li Dao thought to himself.

If the precious gourd in Seventh Year Old's hand was still there, Li Dao was prepared to use it to store the wine. Such appearance would cause him to explode into rage in an instant.

He was wearing a snow-white robe with a calabash made from calabash vines around his waist. He hung a magical treasure, bottle gourd, to store wine, and held a longsword in his hand.

Speaking of which, his master was also a Wine Sword Immortal, and there were also Wine Sword Immortals in Immortal Swords. Since countless worlds were filled with Wine Sword Immortals, it would be better for him not to hang around like a wine gourd, making him look vulgar.

With this thought in mind, Li Dao walked down the mountain. Flying on the sword, or using one's feet to step on the lotus seat, might seem somewhat rigid, but Li Dao still liked to walk on the ground with one's legs. Only by doing this could he see an even more wonderful world.