Immortal Immortal

The tail of the giant beast is like a staircase leading to the top of the mountain. The figures are walking along the road towards the town on the back, behaving cautiously.

There are also some casual cultivators who don't open their eyes, driving their magical weapons and rushing straight towards the town.

But little do they know that they are no different from mosquitoes in the eyes of toads.

Whoosh.

A sound broke through the air.

The straw-like tongue flashed past, and the casual cultivator in mid-air disappeared without a trace. Only the magic weapon lost its spiritual power and fell towards the ground.

After devouring several people, the toad still looked extremely lazy, dormant in place and did not move.

Seeing this, the crowd continued to move towards the town. They could see a stone tablet standing at the gate of the city, with the words "Qinghongfang" clearly engraved on it.

In fact, Qinghongfang is not a black market for casual cultivators. It is a poisonous cultivator force that has suddenly become famous in the past hundred years. The founder is unknown.

The characteristic is the poisonous beast that carries the mountain gate.

No one knows whether the poisonous beast is a strange thing or a refined flesh and blood puppet. They only know that the nature of the poisonous beast is to track spiritual materials.

Poisonous beasts will wander around the world and go to the blessed place where poisonous spiritual materials gather.

What shocked many casual cultivators was that there were twelve poisonous beasts controlled by Qinghongfang, which seemed to appear in the world of immortality overnight.

Toad Qinghongfang is called [Poison Clothes], and the poison released is the slightest, so it attracts countless casual cultivators.

There are even families of cultivators with mortal relatives.

"Quack."

The sound of toads sounded.

Because of the lack of the source of Li Mo, the poisonous spiritual materials in the valley have become sparse, and the new vegetation generally cannot reach the level of spiritual materials.

During the busy period of the bear-headed farmer, it took ten days to collect all the resources.

They stayed in the poisonous smoke that corroded flesh and blood for a long time. Not only were they not poisoned, their skin became as tough as cowhide.

How should I put it, it seems like the martial arts in the mortal world have gone a step further.

When the bear-headed farmer pushed the cart and transported the resources into Duyi Qinghongfang, the poisonous toad beast suddenly became ready to move.

"Quack."

The people on the giant beast's body all fell to the ground in unison. The monks used spiritual power to protect themselves, and the mortals fixed themselves on the toad's body with hooks, as if they had a premonition of this.

"Quack."

The poisonous toad beast moved to the mouth of the valley and swallowed the poisonous smoke. Its distorted face was full of greed and madness.

After a while.

The toad poisonous beast was not satisfied with the nutrients brought by the poisonous smoke, so it couldn't help but open its mouth, reach into the valley with its tongue, and lick the poison everywhere.

The onlookers were slightly surprised.

In their impression, poisonous beasts would only show uncontrollable gaffes when faced with high-grade poisonous spiritual materials.

The blessed land cave formed in the valley is only beginning to take shape at best, and even medium-grade spiritual materials are extremely rare. How it can attract poisonous beasts to be unable to bear it is really strange.

Several fox-headed poison cultivators searched the valley and left it alone if they saw nothing strange.

Little did they know that the culprit, Li Mo, had already stepped onto the poisonous beast, walking on the scaly tail just like walking on the flat ground.

Li Mo's image is like that of a charlatan.

He was wearing an old Taoist robe, with a hat to protect him from the sun casually on his head, and a green-faced and fanged alien mandrill squatting on his shoulders.

"Wow wow wow..."

Mandrill hugged Li Mo's head and looked around excitedly.

To it, the smell of smoke and dust filling the Poison Clothes Green Red Square couldn't be better, and the spiritual energy produced by the poisonous toad beast at all times is even more alluring.

Only because Li Mo was around, the mandrill did not absorb the poisonous spiritual energy unscrupulously.

"What on earth is Fourth Senior Sister doing?"

Li Mo scanned the mortals who had been transplanted with animal heads. They all had traces of practice.

"Weird, so weird. What kind of poisonous cultivation inheritance is it?"

It was difficult for Li Mo to connect Poison Cultivator and Beast Head, but the two were closely related, and the requirements for cultivation were very low.

Along the way, the beast-headed farmers have all started practicing poisonous cultivation techniques.

There may only be one pill left before the total horn stage.

Li Mo increasingly felt that the Poison Cultivation inheritance of Duyi Qinghongfang was suitable for Mandrill, and after obtaining it and improving it, the latter would be able to practice.

"Wow yeah."

The mandrill pointed to the stone monument of Qinghongfang, and the town was already within easy reach.

Li Mo nodded secretly, and quickened his pace as he entered Qinghongfang. The long-lost smell of human fireworks hit his face, making him feel dazed for a moment.

Qinghongfang can be described as bizarre.

There are casual cultivators selling in ordinary stalls in the black market, and people with animal heads and bodies are running for a living. The transformation surgeries that are popular in the Ziqi sect's port can also be seen everywhere.

"I eat three and a half kilograms of meat every day, and I will live a long life in Qingfang."

There was a butcher who was waving his butcher knife and talking with the sound of the knife, attracting passers-by.

Li Mo glanced at the butcher's pig head, as if he were in a ghost market in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, where a group of ghosts imitated human words and inserted bids to sell the pig's head.

He kept walking through the busy streets.

Some casual cultivators noticed the mandrill on Li Mo's shoulder. His expression showed uncontrollable heat, and he motioned to his companions to follow Li Mo.

The mandrill did not deliberately absorb spiritual energy, but it was inevitable that he would stutter when breathing through his mouth and nose.

"An alien beast."

"If it can be cultivated for more than ten years and reach the third or fourth level of the total horn stage, it will be worth a lot of money."

"Even if it's used for selling, I think it's worth at least this amount."

The casual cultivator gestured secretly, and his pace suddenly quickened.

Just as they were getting closer to Li Mo, the mandrill monster smiled and spit, and its foul-smelling spit accurately sprayed on the faces of several casual cultivators.

Before he could even react, the poison had already spread throughout his internal organs.

"ah……"

Without the spiritual power provided by Li Mo, Mandrill's cultivation level was only at the first level, but his strength was beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

The poison contained alone is enough for a pill-forming monk to eat a pot.

Passers-by didn't care at all.

In Duyi Qinghongfang, countless people die from poisoning every day, and the proportion of monks among them is even far higher than that of mortals.

Mortals are almost immune to poison after undergoing animal head surgery, while monks maintain human heads.

Li Mo was so confused that he walked straight into a medical clinic. From the patients coming and going, he could tell that business was good on weekdays.

Some medical staff were shouting, "The medical building in Jiuqiaomen Market is full of skill and skill. The colorful building faces each other, and the embroidery moves each other, hiding the sky..."

Li Mo met a mortal who had just finished transplanting the animal head.

Due to the body's rejection, blood oozes from the mortal's neck constantly, and crystal clear brains flow from time to time in the nasal cavity.

A familiar old voice came from the medical center.

"Why are you so anxious? Do you know how busy I am?"

"Do you really think it's easy to change heads?"

…

The corners of Li Mo's mouth twitched.

He ignored the medical staff who came forward to ask, and a few of them ducked into the back room, where the sound of cutting skulls could not be heard.

An old man who was half human and half spider was using a saw flexibly. The glass jar in front of him was full of tiger heads.

"Master Han, shouldn't you stay at the port and open a medical clinic? How did you come to Qinghongfang?"

Han Cai's movements froze, and the doctors and patients lying flat on the bed let out shrill screams. They didn't completely quiet down until the heads were separated.

He didn't need to look back, after all, there was only one person who called him Master Han.

Han Cai signaled the medical staff to leave, and then sighed: "Hey, you also know the situation at the port. It's calm every day."

"It's really frustrating."

I haven't seen Han Cai for a long time. His cultivation has improved a lot. He is only half a step away from the stage of crying. There is still hope that he can break through the elixir and become a baby in the future.

Li Mo hesitated to speak.

After he saw the poisonous toad beast from a distance, he sent a message to contact the Buddhist layman, and learned from the latter the origin of the poisonous clothing Qinghongfang.

The Heart Beast Sect did not miss the opportunity and sent some members of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce there.

Generally speaking, the movement of poisonous beasts is traceable.

As long as you spend spirit stones to buy poisonous cultivators, it is not difficult to find the blessed place where the poisonous beast settles.

What Li Mo didn't expect was that Han Cai would lead the Sihai Chamber of Commerce to Qinghongfang. He was really energetic.

In addition to the medical clinic, there is also a liquor store next door that belongs to the Sihai Chamber of Commerce.

"Green Mountain."

Han Cai hesitated for a moment and did not address Li Mo by his first name. After all, the latter's current image was that of the Nascent Soul Beast Cultivator "Old Man of Qingshan".

While handling the operation, he lowered his voice and said: "The inheritance of Poison Clothes is very interesting. I think it will be helpful for animal cultivators to advance to Nascent Soul."

"It's a pity that the skills are in the hands of several forces in Qinghongfang, maybe."

"I don't know why the head needs to be transplanted."

While Han Cai was speaking, he completely removed the patient's brain tissue, and then meticulously reshaped the distribution of the brain nerves.

"This is……"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows and observed Han Cai's every move.

The mandrill put his right hand into his mouth, his eyes rolling around, staring at the toxin-contaminated brain, not knowing what he was thinking.

Han Cai deliberately fended off the mandrill, feeling that the latter's appetite had increased.

"Local Poison Cultivators collectively call this type of Kung Fu the Poison Clothes Kung Fu. It is similar to martial arts in the mortal world. Getting started involves the transformation of the brain."

Li Mo looked at the brain tissue and quickly saw the clues.

"It's really interesting."

His previous interest in Poison Clothes Kung Fu was based on the creation of Mandrill Kung Fu, but now he felt that it might also be of great use to him.

After ordinary people learn the Poison Clothes Skill, their brains will instinctively control their flesh and blood.

Whenever they breathe poisonous smoke, their internal organs, meridians and eight meridians will react, and their subconscious mind will simply breathe in and out.

No wonder, when farmers stay in the valley for a long time, their physical bodies grow.

However, Li Mo still doesn't understand why brain modification involves transplanting animal heads. The two are completely unrelated.

Han Cai was a little regretful, "Unfortunately, the Poison Clothes Skills I have access to are limited. Jinhong Temple only authorized the basic martial arts Iron Thorn Wu Definite to be performed by our Qiaoshouju."

"Confinement hall?"

Usually the enclosure where wild animals are kept is called a pen, also known as a hunting park.

Han Cai looked sarcastic, "Those beast-headed poisonous cultivators claim that even us beast cultivators are not proud of beasts. It's really ridiculous."

"Qingshan, if you want to leave Qinghongfang, please do it as soon as possible. When the poisonous beasts are on their way, the mountain gate may have to be closed for several years."

Li Mo nodded and fell into deep thought.

The reason why Duyi Qinghongfang is able to attract a large number of mortals to cross the mountains is mainly because the threshold for teaching Duyi Gong is very low.

Mortals generally have no way to cultivate immortality, so they are willing to change their heads even if they change their heads.

On the contrary, the monk wanted to join the gaol. He had to go through many screenings before he could get the gaol's authorization. This was because of the astonishing success rate of the operation.

"Is it possible that Fourth Senior Sister is planning to establish an orthodoxy in the outside world?"

"Or is it that all the twelfth senior sisters are like this?"