Immortal Immortal

The calligraphy and painting hall is parked outside the medical center.

Through the window of the medical center, Li Mo could see the figures moving inside. From time to time, Zhou Fawei's furious roars could be heard, as well as the sound of iron saws cutting bones, which was horrifying.

He observed carefully for a moment and found that most of the people in the medical center were puppet cultivators.

It can be seen that after Tian Changwen decided to take advantage of the rules of the slaughterhouse, he really had no intention of holding back and completely regarded the monster as a pawn.

Under such circumstances, it makes sense for Tian Changwen to let himself go.

Li Mo sighed. Tian Changwen's move was entirely a dangerous move. Hundreds of monks were trapped in the slaughterhouse. Even if Taoist Qingfang was in charge, it didn't mean everything was safe.

If something unexpected happens, Tian Changwen will lose everything.

However, Li Mo can also understand Tian Changwen. There is no winner or lose in the battle of orthodoxy. According to the current development of the situation, even if the beast cultivator can gain the upper hand and defeat the puppet cultivator, it will be a miserable victory.

The multi-limb skills have spread, and with the secret obstruction of the Ziqi sect, the inheritance of puppet cultivators cannot be exterminated.

Li Mo looks ahead to the next thousand years.

The Puppet Cultivators have more complete techniques and the resources produced by Duoji Mountain, so it is only a matter of time before they turn against the guests.

It is difficult to reverse the general trend of beast cultivating by relying solely on the blood of beasts.

Only by seeking survival from death, retaining most of the secrets of the beast cultivators in the battle for orthodoxy, and occupying the melting town with an absolute advantage, can we deal with the puppet cultivators.

Li Mo couldn't help but fell into deep thought, and then a figure slowly crawled out from the backyard of the medical hall, and nimbly got into the calligraphy and painting hall.

"Jiejiejie..."

Li Mo couldn't help but look surprised, because he noticed that Han Cai only had two pairs of arms left, and the rest of his limbs had been removed and tied behind his back.

I'm afraid Han Cai also realized that there are disadvantages in multi-limb exercises.

Li Mo invited Han Cai into the calligraphy and painting hall and asked curiously: "Master Han, will the hospital be busy without you here?"

Han Cai glanced at Li Mo and said, "Zhou Fawei has switched to multi-limb exercises. It is enough for one person to use multiple limbs. Besides, there are fewer and fewer injured people."

Li Mo frowned. It seemed that Shi Ji had already realized that before he found the key to breaking the situation, he would definitely not let the puppet cultivator die in vain.

It can be foreseen how dangerous the next game between the two parties will be.

Han Cai looked Li Mo up and down and said with a strange smile: "Disciple, I heard that you are now the number one person in the weak crown stage?"

"How can there be..."

"No, the old man has seen the announcement of Xiu Xiu's reward, alas, the two thousand Zhongpin Lingshi, I don't know how much surgery to do, it is almost the same level as the fake Dan period."

"Disciple, this is not to make you look good."

Li Mo looked helpless, he couldn't have his cake and eat it too.

If you don't show value, you will definitely be a member of the slaughterhouse.

Han Cai couldn't help but laugh loudly. Li Mo's deflated look was really interesting, especially when compared with the evil reputation spread by the outside world. Even Hu Wen couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.

"You little baby, you just happened to go to Black Wind Ridge to avoid trouble."

The two of them talked about the tiger beast in front of Li Mo.

The beast where the tiger monster is located is called Black Wind Ridge. Its strength should be in the middle and upper reaches among the thirteen monsters.

Han Cai had already collected information about Black Wind Ridge from the monks on both sides. It was said that it was like a town where animals lived together, filled with thousands of beast-shaped ghosts.

The risk is not high, but it faces the same problems as Caishikou.

The true identity of the tiger monster cannot be found.

Black Wind Ridge is full of ghosts. Either kill all the ghosts and force the tiger monster to reveal itself, or find its true form from the huge town.

It is definitely unrealistic to kill all the villains, so we can only rely on Li Mo's tiger picture.

The charm revealed by the tiger picture, and then guided by specific methods, can temporarily give birth to the shadow of a tiger monster.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Regardless of the strength of the shadow, the monster cannot sit still and wait for death.

However, when monks set foot on Black Wind Ridge, they would randomly appear in any corner of the town, making it unrealistic to send a large number of monks to clear up the beasts.

Li Mo didn't mind going to Black Wind Ridge.

It was Han Cai and the two of them who could deal with the tiger monster. He only needed help from the side, and he could even consider practicing in the Black Wind Ridge.

Hu Wen said with other intentions: "I think the reason why I wanted to trouble the tigers and monsters was because those ghosts were dedicated to breeding monsters..."

Li Mo raised his eyebrows. Wouldn't this be an opportunity to draw a tattoo of an animal head? The tattoo spot on his right shoulder had always been empty.

He does not have to choose from the inner beasts. After all, with the existence of the Peiyuan Fruit, there is no need to worry about the potential of the tattooed beast.

The most important thing is to suit yourself.

Moreover, the corpse mountain's demand for monsters is a bottomless pit. Only the corpses of monsters can nourish it to the extent of growing medium-grade spiritual materials.

Han Cai was afraid that Li Mo would act radically, "Disciple, the beast is a living creature, so the beast's disaster is endlessly changing, and the information we provide may be biased."

"Li Moqian is putting safety first in Heifeng Ridge. Wait for us to come find you."

As he spoke, he took out a low-grade magic weapon robe from his storage bag. It looked like a bearskin and exuded an unpleasant smell.

"As long as you don't get recognized by the ghosts, there's no harm in cultivating in a hidden place."

Li Mo took the bearskin robe, and after a simple refinement, the magic weapon stuck to his body, and his appearance suddenly transformed into a wild and ferocious beast.

However, you can still see defects in the details of the magic weapon, such as cloudy eyes, stiff joints of limbs, and insufficiently oily fur.

"interesting……"

Li Mo took back the bearskin robe, and then asked Han Cai for the catalog of magical artifacts.

The magical weapon is called [Beast-Hearted Man]. Apart from imitating the beast, it has no additional function and does not provide any physical enhancement.

Li Mo suddenly became interested.

He unfolded his Eight-Armed Spinal Nerve, took out the existing spiritual materials in his storage bag, and began to tinker with them, intending to refining a Beast-Hearted Man.

Seeing this, Han Cai reminded: "Disciple, Black Wind Ridge is coming soon. There is no time for you to waste. Don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mo actually refined the rough outline of the Beast-Hearted Man in just a dozen breaths. His movements were extremely skillful, as if he was already familiar with the Beast-Hearted Man.

The corners of Han Cai's eyes twitched, but Hu Wen didn't pay attention at all. He stared into the thick fog with burning eyes, his expression changing several times.

After a while, Li Mo brought the finished product to Han Cai.

Han Cai couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Compared with the beast-heart man he had refined, the gap between the two was like clouds of mud. He took back the bearskin magic weapon with a smile.

"Let's do this. Disciple, please help us refine a spider and a fox's beast-hearted man each. Unfortunately, I estimate that the fifth refinement will be difficult..."

"Five refinements, right? No problem."

Li Mo has already fallen into the state of refining weapons, refining three magic weapons at the same time, and even the subsequent five refinings are also in full swing.

Han Cai was speechless, and suddenly realized that Li Mo's growth rate was far beyond his imagination, and he was already impressed by Li Mo after not seeing him for a long time.

Especially for refining weapons, you might be able to try to refine high-grade magic weapons after the false elixir period.

The Beast-Hearted Man's Five Refinements are mainly focused on condensing the breath, supplemented by increasing the toughness of the magic weapon, to ensure that the secret is not revealed to the greatest extent.

Li Mo put on the bear-skin beast-heart man, and even if he didn't make any move, Han Cai's aura changed slightly for a moment, which was an instinctive warning.

It's really because the beastly nature revealed by the magic weapon is so real that no flaws can be seen.

Han Cai then heard Li Mo muttering, seemingly dissatisfied with the flaws of the beast-hearted man, and his expression became hesitant to speak.

The ghosts in Black Wind Ridge are not as intelligent as ordinary mortals, so how can they tell the truth from the truth.

"arrive."

Hu Wen was breathing heavily, and veins popped out on his forehead, but he quickly regained control and quickly refined the fox-skinned beast-heart man.

She raised her eyebrows, turned to Han Cai and said unexpectedly: "My weapon refining skills are good."

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The Painting and Calligraphy Hall is parked next to a mansion of a wealthy family in Rong Town. Inside the wall, one can see the withered green bamboo forest and several towering rockeries.

Li Mo didn't know why Heifengling was at home in the B\u0026B?

The three of them walked slowly into the mansion wearing animal skins, while the calligraphy and painting hall disappeared into the depths of the thick fog amid frequent vibrations.

Obviously, Tian Changwen did not want their whereabouts to be exposed in Shijina.

Li Mo looked around. No one had taken care of the courtyard for a long time, but he could still see that it was originally an extremely elegant mansion.

"mortal?"

Hu Wen explained calmly: "It is indeed a residence for mortals. The wealthy merchants are responsible for part of the business of the grocery store, and their children are also monks who have started to practice. They live a relatively comfortable life."

After a mortal disease breaks out, as long as the brain is not completely decayed and the organs can be replaced at the hospital, the life of a mortal will definitely be more comfortable than that of ordinary monks.

Han Cai observed Li Mo out of the corner of his eye and saw that the latter's expression had no abnormal expression.

Li Mo is extremely determined to become an immortal. With the Book of Creation, there is no reason to be a frog in the well. Even the Heart Beast Sect is just a passerby.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

What's more, he felt that if a wealthy businessman had a choice, he would rather lose all his wealth and find another chance to join the Tao.

Mortal wealth is of no use. When future generations of monks change their lives, there may be nothing left overnight.

The three of them came to the living room of the mansion. The decoration in the house was relatively low-key, and a portrait of Tian Chenzi, the founder of the Heart Beast Sect, hung on the wall.

Opposite the portrait of Tianchenzi is a picture of hundreds of beasts.

The Hundred Beasts Picture depicts thousands of grotesque beasts, which look extremely deformed and terrifying, as if they are made up of beasts and humans.

As long as you stare at it for a moment, the strange beasts inside will bite each other.

"I, please take the first step."

Hu Wen got down on all fours and walked towards the picture of beasts, imitating the posture of a fox.

She kept shrinking as she approached the beastly scourge, quickly blending in with it.

"Remember to be careful."

Han Cai warned and followed closely. Compared with the monsters and monsters in the painting, the image of the giant eight-armed spider looked extremely normal.

Finally, there was Li Mo. Even though he knew that the beasts would not be disturbed by the outside world, he still arranged the mist before entering the painting.

When Li Mo set foot on Black Wind Ridge, he heard loud shouts of people, as if he had returned to the once prosperous Rong Town.

What comes into view is a town bustling with traffic.

The residents who come and go are all half-humans and half-animals. There are butchers with pig heads and human bodies selling meat, there are crouching rats shouting candied haws, and there is even a flower house selling sex.

The weirdest thing is.

Their faces actually reveal a kindness that is rarely seen even among mortals.