Immortal Immortal

Li Mo forced down his distracting thoughts.

The inner wing houses the monks from the pawn shop. In theory, it should be the safest place, at least for the time being, there is no need to worry too much.

The incident of area blockade that the handyman said happened a few months ago. If the pawn shop is going to have a thunderstorm, it will not rush.

"We must control Hui Qingyi. Just relying on versatile skills is not enough to protect ourselves."

Li Mo took a deep breath, and in order to verify the possibility of gestating spiritual stones, he continued to close his eyes and cross his legs, absorbing the free spiritual energy from the outside world.

Without the spiritual energy released by the glass jar, there is indeed very little haze spiritual energy in the outside world. It usually takes half an hour to absorb a ray.

At the same time, he branded the skin again to grow a second human skin as quickly as possible.

Imprinting the same organ will not give birth to new supernatural powers, but the leak-free body will definitely be strengthened and even extend new functions.

The fourth page of the Book of Creation reveals [Human Skin].

Li Mo's practice this time was obviously not as good as before. After all, his thoughts were confused and his second layer of human skin was growing, so he was always distracted by the noise outside the door.

During the day, he would deliberately observe the monks entering and leaving the inner chamber.

As long as no one suddenly cares about it, it means that the danger has not yet come to the inner wing.

Li Mo deeply felt that practicing spiritual practice was like walking on thin ice, and every period was so difficult, accompanied by unimaginable death and illness.

He stayed in the inner room for more than ten days.

The inner wing was not sealed off, but the number of monks was significantly reduced, and the entire pawn shop seemed to be shrouded in a shadow of panic.

Li Mo understood that he had to leave the country and go to the warehouse to take a look.

According to the handyman, the warehouse is specially used to store supplies, but the handyman is not allowed to approach it and is guarded day and night.

Before Li Mo left, he took out two crystals from his storage bag and played with them.

The crystals are colorful, and there is no trace of aura on the outside. The structure is quite solid, at least it cannot be broken by mortal strength.

But perhaps due to his cultivation, after he accumulated the crystals to a certain level, they stopped growing and remained at the size of a peach core.

The ancient spiritual stone is more pure, like a piece of warm mutton-fat jade, and its volume is more than twice as large as Li Mo's crystal.

Li Mo has never seen today's spirit stones, and he doesn't know whether the crystals he produced with the help of the leak-free body meet the standards, but it should be more than enough to exchange for animal blood.

He put away the crystal and walked out of the inner room.

Through his leak-free body, Li Mo tried his best to contain his own aura, causing the spiritual power fluctuations at the first level of the total horn to slowly fade away.

Only the versatile and skillful hand can hardly conceal it. It can be seen that you cannot practice too many spells at the same time, and the strangeness of the body is easily exposed.

Li Mo went to the warehouse in no hurry and observed the pawn shop from all angles.

The number of patrolling guards was dense, their expressions were solemn, there was blood seeping out of their ears, and their arms holding spears must have been modified.

"Broken eardrum?"

Li Mo's eyes flashed with astonishment. What kind of danger did the guards have to lose their hearing to deal with?

He carefully followed the path and shuttled through the pawn shop. Some areas were indeed blocked. The monks would only see one occasionally, and most of them were in a hurry.

Even the handymen were nowhere to be found, and apart from the guards, there were only a few monks in the pawn shop.

Li Mo wanted to step forward and ask, but when the monk saw someone approaching, he immediately stayed away in fear.

He was a little helpless about this. After all, he had only joined the pawn shop for a short period of time, and most of the time he was in the pawn shop, he was in seclusion in the back room, so he had no connections at all.

On the contrary, Li Mo met a familiar figure on his way to the warehouse.

Ma Ergao was wearing the uniform of a handyman. He hadn't been seen for a few months. He was so skinny that even his eye sockets were sunken.

Li Mo greeted Ma Ergao, and the latter came back to his senses.

"Brother Ergao, why don't you work as an apprentice in the Miscellaneous Hall anymore?"

Ma Ergao's expression was numb and he replied hoarsely: "Hei Wa, I'm not good enough to learn how to shape statues, unlike you..."

Li Mo had never seen Ma Ergao talk so much and couldn't help but look at the latter.

It turned out that Ma Ergao seemed to have not slept for a long time, causing his consciousness to remain in a trance.

Ma Ergao noticed the spiritual tablet on Li Mo's waist and managed to cheer up: "You're ready, Hei Wa, if you have a chance to return to the village, help me see my younger brothers and sisters at home."

"no problem."

"By the way, is the Miscellaneous Hall okay?"

Ma Ergao became a little frightened, and said to himself with dilated pupils: "Hei Wa, I don't know, I really don't know!"

"Dawei was smashed to death while making a clay statue overnight. As a result, he turned into a statue the next day and came back to life every night."

"After the steward took Dawei away, I...I saw something was wrong and I was old enough to apply for a handyman job, so I withdrew from the miscellaneous hall."

Ma Ergao's face was full of guilt and embarrassment, and the information he said was extremely fragmented.

Li Mo could feel that Ma Ergao's spirit was extremely tense, and any slight disturbance might lead to complete collapse.

"Do you know what the pillars are like?"

"Heiwa, please don't ask, there are beasts in the pawn shop, there are beasts!!!"

Ma Er stuttered easily when he was nervous in high school. As if he was afraid of passing bad luck to Li Mo, he turned around and walked quickly in the opposite direction.

With a lump in his throat, Li Mo heard Ma Ergao murmuring incoherently: "If you recognize the beast, you will die. The beast will come to your door..."

Li Mo couldn't help but feel his scalp numb. When he looked back at Ma Ergao, the latter's figure had disappeared on the mountain path, and everything had returned to deathly silence.

He secretly cursed a few times, wondering what the beast meant to Rongzhen, and why there were no beasts everywhere, but everyone talked about the beast's lust.

Li Mo estimates that most monks may not know the pros and cons involved.

The only people who really knew about this were the pawn shop’s four managers and shopkeeper Tian. They seemed to be deliberately erasing the existence of the beast.

Li Mo had a lot of thoughts and came to the warehouse under the bright sunshine.

【Tibet Pavilion】

The Hidden Weapon Pavilion is where the Heart Beast Sect stores the embryos of magical weapons and the spiritual materials for refining weapons. Seeing this, Li Mo knew that he was not wrong.

Compared to the deserted interior of the pawn shop, the entrance to the warehouse was actually crowded with people, and there were more than a dozen powerful monks just outside.

A faint spiritual energy enveloped the warehouse, which must be some kind of formation.

Li Mo even saw the figure of the one-eyed doctor in the medical clinic, which showed that Rongzhen had begun to deal with the pawn shop crisis.

He couldn't help but feel relieved, because he was afraid that when trouble came, the top management would not act.

Li Mo felt more and more that the pawn shop had set up a big net in the warehouse, and the target was the so-called beast.

He looked at the huge inner city wall, which almost obscured the buildings on the top of the mountain.

The beast definitely didn't come from outside the city. After all, the entrance and exit of Rong Town were strictly controlled, so it was probably that it escaped from the inner city.

The outer city is already so weird, and the inner city can be imagined.

"Hey, let's master the painting of Qingyi first."

Li Mo subconsciously touched the storage bag in his arms. The two crystals were as bright as gems, but he didn't know whether they were spiritual stones or not.

He exuded mist aura and maintained his cultivation level at the beginning of the total horn stage.

Although his age is still somewhat conspicuous, few monks currently pay attention to others, and they are all making arrangements around the warehouse.