Immortal Immortal

Li Mo put down all the bone slips and immediately closed his eyes. On the surface, he seemed to be thinking about the choice of spells, but Hu Guanshi did not disturb him.

When you first enter the general stage of spiritual practice, it is not advisable to practice multiple spells at the same time. After all, the fatal disease has begun to corrode the internal organs, and your energy is really limited.

Li Mo digested the large amount of information in his mind.

He kept comparing the differences between the Heart Beast Sect's spells and the Melting Town spells, gradually completing his understanding of the world of immortality seven thousand years ago.

The realms of ancient monks were different. The first three realms were the Qi Refining Stage (Total Angle), the Foundation Building Stage (Weak Crown), and the Golden Core Stage.

Seven thousand years ago, the Heart Beast Sect was a small and inconspicuous force in the world of immortality. At its peak, there was only one Golden Core Sect.

However, the technique of the Heart Beast Sect is very special, and it is one of the few "beast cultivators".

Disciples of the Heart Beast Sect focus on beast control, and their cultivation resources are given priority to their natal spiritual beasts.

Whenever the natal spiritual beast is promoted, the disciples of the Heart Beast Sect will be denied and practice in a way where both lose and gain.

Li Mo noticed that even the Heart Beast Sect's techniques relied on the natal spiritual beast.

Disciples of the Heart Beast Sect use the characteristics similar to the spiritual energy of their natal spiritual beasts to temporarily obtain the blessings of the spiritual beasts to cast spells.

Li Mo looked at Rongzhen's spells, and the more he looked at them, the more plausible they became.

He had some doubts in his heart, and he didn't know whether his immortal physique could master relatively more reasonable ancient spells.

Manager Hu yawned and asked impatiently: "Li Mo, which technique are you planning to major in?"

"Painting in Tsing Yi."

Seven thousand years ago, painting Qingyi was a spiritual clothing technique specifically used to protect the body. It was suitable for monks whose natal spiritual beasts were scaly.

After seven thousand years of baptism, Hui Qingyi has become completely different, but the records of the effects of magic in the bone slips are relatively vague.

Li Mo seems to have no choice but to paint in Tsing Yi.

Among the spells given by Hu Guanshi, painting in Tsing Yi is obviously more suitable for me. The practice step is to draw a tattoo of an animal head on the surface of the skin.

Although I don't know the specific effect, with Li Mo's painting skills, he must be able to master it quickly.

Li Mo could also realize that Manager Hu's purpose in reminding him was probably to paint Qingyi.

It seems that he is allowed to make a choice, but Manager Hu leaves no room at all. If Li Mo wants to obtain resources, he must obey the instructions.

Li Mo was a little lucky.

He possesses the Book of Creation and can imprint all the organs in his body to gain supernatural powers.

Painting Tsing Yi is a spell that targets the skin.

Li Mo can completely consume the blank pages of the Book of Creation and repeatedly brand his skin twice, giving his body a double human skin.

If there are any drawbacks to painting Tsing Yi, just destroy the pages of the book, discarding a layer of skin and stripping away the spell at the same time.

"Yes, Hui Qingyi is indeed more suitable for you, Li Mo."

Manager Hu did not explain anything, but immediately took out a palm-sized agar-agar jade tablet and motioned to Li Mo to refine it with the blood from his fingertips.

When Li Mo got the jade tablet, the Book of Creation had already told him that it was an identity tablet.

The identity spiritual tablet represents becoming a member of the outer disciples of the Heart Beast Sect. Unexpectedly, after seven thousand years, the spiritual tablet has never changed.

Li Mo opened his fingers and dripped the black blood on the spiritual tablet.

After the spirit tablet absorbed the blood, many fine impurities were produced. Li Mo could feel the weak connection with the spirit tablet.

As long as he holds the spirit card, not only will his freedom within the pawn shop not be restricted, he can also go to the outer city of Melting Town at will.

Manager Hu looked at Li Mo playing with the jade cards and couldn't help but purse his lips and smile.

She threw out another stone bead the size of a walnut and said calmly: "Li Mo, you are naturally smart and a young practitioner."

"My intelligence is considered to be excellent, but my physique is really mediocre."

"When you go to the medical clinic to get the skills, you can go to Dr. Han Cai and exchange the beads for an auxiliary spell. It will be a versatile skill."

"Thank you, Manager Hu."

Li Mo took it without hesitation.

He has shown value and will naturally receive corresponding resources.

Whether it was the Heart Beast Sect seven thousand years ago or the Rong Town seven thousand years later, the law of the jungle was applicable, but you just had to be careful.

Li Mo was very aware of current affairs and did not ask about Liu Qin's affairs.

It can be seen from the blood-stained tiger roaring picture that Liu Qin was definitely aware of the value of the painting and probably had no intention of giving it to Shopkeeper Hu.

The outcome will be disastrous.

Manager Hu stretched his waist and lazily walked out of the door.

If you don't look at Guanshi Hu's charming and strange facial features, she is indeed a beautiful woman.

"correct."

Manager Hu twisted his head 180 degrees: "After receiving the exercises, go to the inner wing of the pawn shop. That is where the official painter lives, and it is also convenient for retreat and practice."

She roughly informed the inner room of the precautions.

Li Mo nodded repeatedly.

"Ha~~~"

Manager Hu yawned again, and the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes smeared his makeup, causing his red and phoenix eyes to become distorted.

"It's really bad to use soot as rouge."

She covered her face with her palms, and her figure completely disappeared into the dark night.

Li Mo was completely sleepless and stared at the dimly lit corridor.

Waves of cool wind blew, accompanied by hoarse beast roars. It was like a man-eating beast approaching Li Mo at the end of the corridor.

Li Mo felt a chill running down his spine and was about to close the door and return to the wing.

Suddenly I noticed that wherever Manager Hu passed by, there were always scratches on the corners.

In his impression, Manager Hu always wore robes and his legs were never exposed. Could it be that he mastered a spell similar to the Ah Hu's curse?

Li Mo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly closed the doors and windows.

He sat down at his desk, intending to calm down his impatience by painting, but then he remembered that the ink sticks had been exhausted.

The ink sticks have special effects, and the calligraphy and painting hall may not provide them for free. Next, you may need to find a job to make money.

Li Mo didn't know whether the current currency of the immortal world was spirit stones, so he simply closed his eyes and thought about the spells of the Heart Beast Sect, and also prepared to master the spells of Rongzhen.

He found something odd.

When performing ancient magic, the eight extraordinary meridians and corresponding acupuncture points must be used.

No matter how Li Mo proofreads it, the distribution of meridians and acupuncture points in ancient magic is obviously different from that of today's humans.

There are three hundred and sixty-five acupoints in completely different locations, as if they have been randomly disrupted.

What shocked Li Mo the most was the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

The eight extraordinary meridians have changed directions. If nothing unexpected happens, Rongzhen's technique may be running in a retrograde manner.

But there is no problem with the three Dantian.

The upper Dantian is between the eyebrows, also known as the Niwan Palace, where the soul is; the middle Dantian is in the chest, where Zong Qi gathers; the lower Dantian is three inches below the navel and is used to store essence.

The three Dantians can be imprinted by the Book of Creation, which is why Li Mo's confidence comes from this.

Before Li Mo started imprinting, the remaining eight blank pages were already dwarfed by them, which made him feel a headache.

Increasing the number of pages in a book is always a problem that cannot be avoided.

Li Mo unconsciously fell asleep on the desk.