Immortal Immortal

The Miscellaneous Hall is located on the east side of the pawn shop and is specialized in manufacturing statues and gold, silver and copper ornaments. It has the largest number of handymen.

Mainly because the raw materials are relatively heavy and require a lot of manpower to transport them.

Under normal circumstances, there will be a large number of people coming in and out of the Miscellaneous Hall day and night, and the apprentices are mainly strong young adults.

But now, for some unknown reason, the Miscellaneous Hall is completely silent. All the houses are sealed, and only the apprentice's wing has its door open.

Xu Hu, the steward of the miscellaneous hall, was livid, and his hands were exposed to purple-red abscesses, and tiny snakes could be seen squirming inside.

Under his gaze, extremely weird "statues" were moved out of it.

The statue should be made of a living person, its skin looks extremely smooth, as if it is really made of clay, and it is also wearing the clothes of the miscellaneous hall.

What shocked Xu Hu the most was that the body of the living statue seemed to have been hit by a heavy object. The bones inside had been completely twisted, but the skin and flesh on the outside were not damaged at all.

Wu Wanfeng appeared next to Xu Hu, tilted his head to look at the living statue, and couldn't help but ask: "Manager Xu, did something from the inner city escape?"

"Not sure."

"What does that thing look like?"

"Not sure."

"It is said that the inner city..."

"Wu Wanfeng, don't try to know too much, or you will be targeted."

Xu Hu glanced at Wu Wanfeng, then carried several living statues, twisted off their heads and threw them into the furnace, watching the corpses turn into ashes.

"Hey, it looks like we can calm down for a while."

Wu Wanfeng smiled strangely, stretched out his tongue and licked his exposed gums.

"They are actually not dead yet. The skeleton has completely solidified into a prison, and their consciousness is imprisoned inside. It's really interesting."

Xu Hu was too lazy to pay attention to Wu Wanfeng. After counting the dozens of surviving apprentice servants, he hurriedly left the miscellaneous hall.

The biting cold wind blew up thick smoke, and the furnace burned for more than ten days before it stopped. In the end, only a few hundred kilograms of ashes were left and scattered in the fields.

With little snowflakes falling, there will be a bountiful harvest next year.

Li Mo has been in retreat in the inner wing.

He deliberately increased the concentration of the haze spirit in the house, causing a slight burning sensation all over his body to adapt to the haze spirit.

As time passed, Li Mo figured out his own way of practice, which could give full play to the three magical powers.

He first used his photographic memory to divide the spiritual power in his body into two waves.

Most of the spiritual energy circulates along the meridians, returning to the middle Dantian after a weekly cycle, and then starts from the middle Dantian and continues to repeat.

When the spiritual energy continues to flow in and out of the middle Dantian, it will inevitably be affected by the multiple layers of Dantian, and it will become purer unknowingly.

The other spiritual power is responsible for pulling in the ownerless spiritual energy from the outside world.

Finally, the leak-free body ensures that there will be no accidents and maximizes efficiency.

Li Mo is like a beast hibernating in a cave, digesting the thick fat left in autumn while hibernating.

The chirping of insects disappeared, followed by complete silence.

Villages far away from human habitation are decorated with lights and colorful decorations. Even if the people live forever, it does not mean that people's hearts will not be greedy for the fireworks of the world.

On this day, the continuous heavy snow finally stopped.

The warm early sunshine illuminates the mountains.

The hibernating beast in the inner wing suddenly woke up.

Li Mo stretched his waist. Although his hair was disheveled, his faint aura was completely different from ordinary people.

The glass jar fell not far away, and the spiritual energy inside was already empty.

He lowered his head and picked up the glass jar. Since Han Cai didn't let him return it, it meant that he was a skilled man with a lot of money and didn't care.

Even if the glass jar can only be used to store alien spiritual energy, it is still a magic weapon.

Unfortunately, the storage bag is too small, and the glass jar alone takes up less than half of the space.

Li Mo rang the copper bell next to the wall to signal the servants to bring hot water for washing, and at the same time sorted out the harvest of the first retreat.

He looked at the middle Dantian, where waxy particles had appeared in the sarcoma-like Dantian.

According to the description, the Dantian began to be eroded by the haze spiritual energy. Even if he scattered the Yangyuan Sutra, the Dantian would no longer be able to accommodate other alien spiritual energy.

Relying on supernatural power, the middle Dantian has become more stable, and a new protective layer is also being nurtured, and its initial shape can now be seen.

Li Mo's cultivation level is almost 60 rays of spiritual power, and the total level is less than half of the first level.

In his spare time, he also developed a versatile fighting technique to avoid encountering danger in the inexplicable and weird melting town.

Li Mo infused the spiritual power of haze into the fingers of his right hand, and a light yellow mist filled the fingertips, which then turned into translucent threads.

He pulled hard, and the thread formed by the spiritual power appeared extremely tough, and inherited the unique corrosiveness of the haze's spiritual power.

Li Mo shook it casually.

When the silk thread comes into contact with the furniture, it turns into an illusory mist, and then becomes a solid object instantly, neatly cutting off a corner of the wooden table.

Li Mo retracted the haze thread, bent his fingers to accumulate force, and grains of dust appeared on his fingertips.

As long as you raise your hand and release it, the dust will be enough to penetrate flesh and blood. Unfortunately, it consumes spiritual power. After five uses, the Dantian will be exhausted.

The Haze Silk Thread is suitable for facing the enemy head-on. The consumption is negligible if it is not damaged.

Li Mo has tried his best to develop a versatile skill, but he still feels that his methods are poor. After all, he only mastered one auxiliary spell.

While he was thinking, the handyman also brought a wooden barrel half a man's height and filled it with hot water, causing clouds and mist to rise in the room.

Li Mo asked the handyman if there had been any trouble at the pawn shop during the few months it had been closed.

The handymen didn't know much information, and the scope of their activities was limited, so a lot of things were hearsay.

But after piecing it together in Li Mo's mind, he realized something was wrong with the pawn shop.

The pawn shop is like an isolated island. Many areas are closed off, and even the handymen are not allowed to enter and exit. Daily necessities are piled in the aisles, and the stewards are responsible for taking them.

Li Mo looked at the servant's retreating figure. The inner room was still deserted.

He checked the dry food, it was enough for him to live in the inner wing for more than half a year, but he lacked the animal blood for Hui Qingyi to get started.

Li Mo soaked in hot water and wiped his body with a towel. The dirt receded, and the exposed skin was as delicate as a baby's.

When he touched his chest, he suddenly noticed particles adhering to the surface of his skin.

Li Mo squeezed the particles, and when the particles were exposed to external force, they turned from solid to gas, turning into a thin alien aura.

He looked stunned, then understood.

When Li Mo practices, the multi-layered Dantian will absorb impurity spiritual energy.

However, there is an upper limit to magical powers, which results in some impurities being treated as foreign objects by the impeccable body and forcibly expelled from the body.

Finally, crystallized spiritual energy is formed.

Li Mo looked at the spiritual energy crystals and said uncertainly: "If I have spiritual stones, it shouldn't be difficult to get animal blood, right?"

"Oh, forget it, I'll just stick around..."

"etc!!!"

Li Mo suddenly discovered a very critical problem.

If a pawn shop goes into area lockdown, it's not to protect the people inside, but the danger could come again within the area.

Then it is actually unwise for him to stick to the inner wing.

Because the source of danger is movable.