Immortal Immortal

Li Mo walked into the warehouse.

Because of the spiritual tablet on his waist, there were no guards to stop him.

Although some monks were looking at Li Mo, they didn't know what they were afraid of, and subconsciously they were afraid to stay away.

Li Mo looked around the warehouse and found that the windows were boarded up. Fortunately, candles were hung on the walls, which dispelled most of the darkness.

There are more than a dozen rows of wooden shelves in the warehouse, with a dazzling array of goods.

The unique smell of mold permeates the air,

Li Mo could see many monks walking through the warehouse. Their expressions were inexplicably nervous, and they occasionally looked at each other.

But this also made Li Mo more convinced of his guess.

The warehouse was like a large net set up by a pawn shop, and most of the monks had no idea what the hell they were facing.

Li Mo observed the monk carefully and noticed more and more information.

Every ten meters or so, there must be a monk who masters eye spells.

They are usually accompanied by obvious eye characteristics, such as only the whites of the eyes remaining, or the eyes are sunken and rotten, and the pupils are slightly glowing.

The optical monks are specially responsible for vigilance. Through regular positions, they form a protective circle surrounding the inside and outside of the warehouse.

Their seemingly ordinary movements are actually traceable, and they will not let themselves escape the sight of other eye magic monks.

In the protective circle of the warehouse, there are more than a dozen monks with weird bodies.

Their bones were all weirdly bent to varying degrees, as if they had been broken and then healed at abnormal angles.

Li Mo felt deeply inexplicable, and a chill ran down his spine and into the back of his head.

Most of the monks had no idea what was going on in the pawn shop. They just knew the dangers in the warehouse and left in a hurry after exchanging the items.

It seems that the remaining monks will stay in the warehouse for a long time until the prey is caught in the big net.

Li Mo didn't dare to think too much, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly. If he didn't have a leak-free body, his clothes would have been soaked with sweat.

The most important thing for him now is to get the animal blood as soon as possible, and then leave the warehouse before night, waiting for the results of the pawn shop's processing.

Li Mo browsed on the wooden shelf, looking for animal blood.

There are a large number of antique paintings and calligraphy placed on the wooden shelves. The materials used are very special and can have some reaction with spiritual power.

It can be seen from this that antique calligraphy and painting should be the embryo of magical instruments.

Of course there are raw materials, and Li Mo also saw the ink sticks given out in the calligraphy and painting hall, with the words "yin ink sticks" marked on the label.

Li Mo's brain was a little swollen. When he came into contact with the spiritual materials in the warehouse, the Book of Creation fed back a large number of memories, indicating that similar spiritual materials existed in the world of immortality seven thousand years ago.

The Yin Ink Strip was actually formed by pouring ink into the stomach of a corpse and coagulating the blood.

Therefore, it is a very evil demonic spiritual material, specially used for cultivating heretical ways.

Generally speaking, the spiritual materials in the warehouse are not limited to meat and vegetables, but they are all suitable for monks in the general stage. High-quality spiritual materials are not seen at all.

After Li Mo digested his memory, he noticed that a monk was paying attention to him secretly.

He couldn't help but turn his head and saw a fat Taoist priest who was more than two meters tall. The floor tiles were faintly shaking as he walked.

Li Mo immediately recognized that the fat Taoist was Jin Li whom he had seen in Miaoshouju.

At that time, Jin Li planned to practice a magic called Body Protection Magic. His back was cut open, and Qian Qiuzi was implanted by Han Cai.

In less than a year, the magical method of protecting yourself has already taken effect.

Jinli was at least forty centimeters taller, and his body did not lose weight because of it. Instead, it was filled with strong muscles and looked full of strength.

Li Mo and Jin Li nodded and then came to the wooden frame in the northwest corner.

He found animal blood in the corner and thought that due to the fear of wild beasts in the pawn shop, anything related to beasts was strictly prohibited.

The animal blood is stored in porcelain bottles, and one bottle should be enough for Li Mo to paint twice.

It's a pity that although the porcelain bottle has been simply refined, it cannot reach the level of the glass jar, causing the animal blood to be obviously stale.

Fortunately, according to Hui Qingyi's description, the quality requirements for animal blood are not high.

Li Mo picked up the porcelain bottle and found that there was paper on the bottle explaining the source of the animal blood.

The animal blood is almost all from cattle, sheep and other livestock, mixed with some wild animal blood, but there are no tigers in it, only black bears, leopards, foxes, etc.

Li Mo glanced at the animal blood, and finally his eyes fell on the fox blood.

A total of seven tattoos can be drawn on Qingyi, two of which are used to accommodate beast tattoos. The remaining tattoos are not something that can be covered by the total horn.

Li Mo didn't feel sorry when he saw that there was no tiger blood.

On the one hand, there was Guanshi Hu's concern, but on the other hand, when he was painting the paintings of animals, he found that copying tigers and foxes was the quickest way to get started, and there was charm in the paintings.

Li Mo picked up the fox blood and came to the counter at the entrance and exit of the warehouse.

Behind the counter was an old woman who looked more than a hundred years old. Her eyes were cloudy and her hands were already showing bones.

Li Mo quickly recognized that the old woman was Manager Sun of the Ceramics Hall. She might have been sitting in the warehouse because of something dangerous.

She muttered vaguely: "See no evil, hear no evil..."

"Excuse me, how is the price of fox blood exchanged?"

"A piece of low-grade spiritual stone."

Li Mo raised his eyebrows. Ordinary animal blood really had to be exchanged for spiritual stones.

Old woman Sun muttered: "It only takes three or four drops to create the statue. The animal blood comes from Xinji Ridge two hundred miles away. It's not cheap."

Li Mo took out two crystals and placed them in front of Mrs. Sun.

"Look..."

Old woman Sun fumbled and picked up the crystal, and said helplessly: "Although it is a spiritual stone, its quality is not even that of a low-grade spiritual stone."

"That's all. Two broken spiritual stones can barely make up one low-grade spiritual stone. Let's go, let's go."

"Thank you, grandma. I would like to ask if anything happened to the pawn shop recently?"

Old woman Sun put away the spirit stone, opened her cloudy eyes and stared at Li Mo, and then said, "Hey, what do you know?"

"I don't know anything."

"Don't worry, it's okay if you don't know. Don't leave the pawn shop. There is no safe place in Rong Town, just hide it."

Old woman Sun closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Li Mo hesitated for a few seconds, why did the pawn shop deliberately block the news, and how did the wounded with twisted bones appear?

He walked out of the warehouse and squinted at the sun.

On his way back to the inner room, Li Mo discovered that the monks had chosen to go to a building closer to the warehouse.

He stopped when he saw this.

The warehouse is indeed a trap used to attract prey, which makes it full of dangers, but at the same time it also gathers a large number of monks.

If you encounter trouble, you can really stay around and move in and out freely.

Li Mo turned around and walked towards the Painting and Calligraphy Hall, which was only a five-minute walk away.

The calligraphy and painting hall was empty, but there were many apprentices living in the wing. They should have been warned in advance and did not dare to move in the room.

Li Mo returned to the familiar room, and the furnishings in the room were the same as before.

Unknowingly, he felt strange itching all over his body, indicating that the second layer of human skin was about to grow, and even the old skin became tougher.