Immortal Immortal

Caishikou is shaken from time to time, and the buildings nearby become denser.

Every few days, a group of monks in the Weak Crown stage enter the Caishikou, and most of them return safely, but they are inevitably seriously injured.

In the eyes of the monks, the threat from the human-bear monster is not great, but the true form of the inner monster has not been found from beginning to end.

For An Gang, stalemate is not a good thing.

The delay in Caishikou was too long. If the animal disaster could not be solved as soon as possible, it would inevitably affect Tian Changwen's layout.

After An Gang summarized the collected information, he planned to go to Caishikou himself. If that didn't work, he would force the beast to come out.

There are three monks accompanying him, and the rest are responsible for guarding the outside.

It can be seen that Tian Changwen did not deploy intensively at Caishikou. There was only An Gang in the false elixir period, and not even many in the weak crown period.

Xu Hu, the steward of the Miscellaneous Hall, has only completed his weak crown period and is mainly responsible for peripheral security.

Tian Changwen put all his strength in the slaughterhouse. It is said that the inner beasts there are more difficult to deal with, and even require the Qingfang Taoist priest to be in charge to ensure that they do not get out of control.

The puppet cultivator's reaction was still mediocre, with only some insignificant friction, as if they were unaware of Tian Changwen's arrangement.

Unknowingly, ten days had passed since the Calligraphy and Painting Hall arrived at Caishikou. During this period, An Gang suspended his exploration of animal disasters and devoted all his energy to improving the peripheral defense line.

After all, once the monks in the False Alchemy Period are lost, the outside of the vegetable market will become a weak point.

"A storm is coming..."

An Gang couldn't help but sigh. He stood on the top of the eaves of the Yamen, playing with a bone-shaped magic weapon in his palm. While refining the magic weapon, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

"This kid Li Mo, the middle-grade magic weapons he refines are getting more and more evil."

An Gang lowered his head and looked at the bone artifact. It was obviously in the shape of a skull, and there were a large number of unfamiliar and difficult to understand inscriptions engraved on the surface.

It is hard to imagine that the White Bone Artifact is actually made of skulls from the weak crown stage.

An Gang didn't have any corpses on hand, so he had no choice but to contact Taoist priest Qingfang, and finally Huo Gongfang sent the main materials to Caishikou.

He was slightly critical of the secret bones of the Shingon Sect, but he was very spiritual in using them. With just a thought, he could protect the body's vital points.

Sanlian's secret bones of the Shingon Sect are more than enough at Caishikou.

An Gang repeatedly confirmed that there were no omissions in the layout of Caishikou. A hazy magic circle had covered thousands of meters. Even if there was an attack by fake alchemy puppet cultivators, reinforcements could still be obtained.

He immediately took out the spiritual tablet and contacted the three monks who participated in the siege of the inner beast.

"go."

The secret bone of the Shingon Sect turned into half a meter in size. An Gang stepped on the skull, and in the blink of an eye it fell to the open space outside the market entrance.

He waited for a while, and the monks who assisted him came one after another.

After Qingming Daozi said hello, he lowered his head and stopped talking. He could see that a second face had grown on the back of her head, looking at Caishikou with strange eyes.

She is only in the early stage of weak crown, but because of her innate Tao body, her strength is not weaker than the ordinary middle stage of weak crown.

The lion-headed man arrived half a step slower than Qingming Daozi.

His name is Qiao Wu, he belongs to the prison hall of the Yamen, and is responsible for interrogating prisoners. His cultivation level has just been promoted to the middle stage of weak crown.

Qiao Wu looked around and asked impatiently: "Captain An, there should be one more person, why hasn't he arrived yet?"

As he spoke, his head swelled several times, dense veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes were even more bloodshot and protruding.

Qiao Wu has a bad temper due to the limitations of his skills.

An Gang chuckled, his expression became half-smiling, Qiao Wu couldn't help but frown, and then An Gang stretched out his hand and pointed in the distance.

Qiao Wu turned around and looked.

The person who came was seen to be supported by eight arms, with a Shingon Sect secret bone suspended behind his head.

"Well……"

Qiao Wu immediately calmed down and stepped forward with a smile.

"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Li Mo and Li. I have admired him for a long time. I was still thinking about who was going to Caishikou with us..."

Li Mo nodded. Such a cold response did not make Qiao Wu angry at all, but instead lowered his attitude.

Everyone knows that among the beast cultivators, the one who should not be offended the most is Li Mo.

Nowadays, animal disasters are becoming more and more serious, injuries are commonplace, and Li Mo's medical skills are extremely outstanding, so it is inevitable to ask for help from him.

At the same time, Li Mo's weapon-making skills are also impressive.

Qiao Wu's participation in the beast disaster was largely due to his connection with the secret bones of the Shingon Sect. There were more than ten weak champions competing with him.

Being able to obtain the mid-grade defensive magic weapon refined by Li Mo will definitely increase the chances of surviving the next beast disaster.

Moreover, as a recognized pill-forming seed, Li Mo's strength is already at the top of the tower in the same realm.

"Fellow Daoist Li, if you encounter trouble in Caishikou, just come to me, Lao Qiao."

Qiao Wu clapped his chest in assurance, and at the same time released the secret bones of the Shingon Sect, praising the infinite uses of the middle-grade magic weapon.

In Li Mo's opinion, the upper limit of the hastily refined Shingon Sect secret bone is only ten refinements, but it is very rare for monks in the weak crown stage.

Qingming Daozi nodded in agreement.

She has a good personal relationship with Li Mo, and the secret bones she obtained from the Shingon Sect are of better quality. Before that, she used a low-grade second-level magic weapon.

"Okay, get ready to go."

An Gang interrupted everyone's conversation. The beast disaster in Caishikou could not be delayed any longer.

"You should all be aware of the situation at Caishikou. Don't act rashly until the executioner executes the sentence."

An Gang didn't wait for the three people to reply and stepped straight into the market entrance.

Li Mo followed closely, followed by Qingming Daozi and Qiao Wu.

As the four people left, Caishikou became more heavily guarded, and the monks did not dare to relax at all. No one knew how long it would take to deal with the beast disaster.

As Li Mo stepped through the doorway of the vegetable market, a smelly spiritual power hit his face.

The aura of rotten blood tends to be water-based, but the environment in which it is born is filled with a large amount of flesh and blood, and is usually left in the ruins of ancient battlefields.

Li Mo was spinning for a while.

He was not surprised, he just used his leak-free body to the extreme and tried his best to contain his aura, and then everything in front of him went dark.

The sound of dripping water was heard, mixed with heavy and suppressed breathing.

After Li Mo opened his eyes, he was already in a dark and damp cell, with only a little light coming from the narrow windows.

He looked around. Outside the iron bars was a corridor with at least a dozen cells on both sides. He could not clearly see the figures being held inside.

There was a sneer on Li Mo's lips, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"I won't be able to sit still until I kill you, Master Domu."

If nothing unexpected happens, An Gang and others are in another cell, and the multi-eyed master is most likely hiding here.

Although Caishikou is a place where daily necessities are sold, there are special cells because mortals are executed at the beginning of every month.

It's called the "please room".

Dong dong dong...

The sound of footsteps was heard, and Li Mo shrank back to the corner of the invitation room.

A moment later, a deformed monster that was half human and half bear walked up to Li Mo's cell, leaned over and stared at him with turbid eyes.

The monster didn't speak, but a voice sounded in Li Mo's ear.

"Fifteen days later, the execution will be carried out at three o'clock in the morning."

According to the feedback from the monks who investigated Caishikou, there were forty-two jailor monsters in the invitation room, all of which were transformed by ordinary people through erosion.

They once killed the warden beast, but were unable to lure out the man-bear beast behind the scenes.

Li Mo ignored the jailer's strange beast. After the latter repeated it several times, he disappeared again at the end of the corridor with heavy steps.

The reason why Caishikou is said to be relatively safe is because the monks will not encounter any accidents before the execution, and the strange beasts inside will repeat themselves according to specific rules.

As long as Li Mo doesn't destroy the cell, nothing he does in the fifteen days before execution will attract the attention of the jailer.

When the execution day comes, Caishi's eloquence is a little dangerous.

However, as long as the gate knife of the jailer's monster beheading was blocked, he could leave Caishikou smoothly. This was also the reason why the monks suffered less casualties.

Li Mo called out the ghost tiger, sprinkled the bone meal of Duomu Zhenren into the tiger's mouth, and asked it to find Duomu Zhenren, and then he meditated openly with his eyes closed.

The bird's soul within the Dao species is already full of fine cracks, but it is still far from being subdued, let alone being promoted to the middle stage of the weak crown.

Li Mo circulated around the sky several times, and most of the time passed without any abnormality.

The room is extremely quiet, except for the sounds of the guards and beasts walking around.

Li Mo no longer hesitated and took out a bottle of amber-like oil from the evergreen tree. It was exactly the corpse oil wax that could be exchanged for five thousand contribution points.

Needless to say the wonders of corpse oil wax.

As soon as it enters the mouth, it turns into liquid and flows down the throat towards the intestines and stomach.

The stomach wall sizzled as soon as it came into contact with the corpse oil wax. If the roe owl hadn't swallowed the body, the stomach would have been corroded and a hole would have formed.

At the same time, the bones were stained with the strange smell of corpse oil wax, which could not be eliminated no matter how much spiritual power was used to wash it away. He suspected that this was the reason why corpse oil wax could only be taken once every five years.

Li Mo calmed down and guided the corpse oil wax towards the middle dantian.

The spiritual power became weak under the terrifying corrosion of the corpse oil wax, and one-third of the cultivation level was consumed in a few minutes.

The corpse oil wax passes through multiple Dantians, and some impurities are filtered by the Divine Passage.

But the corrosiveness has no effect at all. On the contrary, the Dantian is faintly unable to bear it.

Li Mo looked worried, mainly because he was afraid that the corpse oil wax would harm the Tao seed, so he only took one-tenth of the corpse oil wax and tried to get close to the Tao seed.

There was no obstacle to the Taoist seed, and the corpse oil wax came inside easily.

Li Mo knew what it meant to cut butter with a hot knife. In front of the corpse oil wax, the gloomy outer layer of the bird was not enough to look at.

Que Yinpo's facial features became distorted, and cracks spread all over his body.

Li Mo stared at the bird's soul intently, distractedly guiding the strands of corpse oil wax into the Tao seed, and the outer layer of the soul gradually fell apart.

The effect of corpse oil wax is indeed obvious, no wonder it attracts monks in the weak crown stage.

It's just that they don't have the physical strength of Li Mo, and their foundation will be damaged if they are not careful, so they don't dare to be so unscrupulous.

The jailer, the strange beast, would come every other day to inform him of the execution time.

The fifteenth day seemed short, but Li Mo felt that it was like a year. As the bird's ghostly shell disappeared, his heart was filled with inexplicable tension.

At the moment when the bird's soul shattered, the speed of Taozhong's rotation began to accelerate.

"What the hell?"

Li Mo was stunned because there was nothing in Que Yin Po. No matter how he searched, there was no trace of Que Yin Po.

"wrong……"

Since Li Mo's cultivation is showing a tendency of transformation, it means that Que Yinpo has been subdued.

He opened the book of creation, and on the eighth page there was a picture of a sparrow.

It turned out to be a corpse insect egg that is common when a corpse is decaying.

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