Immortal Immortal

After Qingming Taoist Temple moved to the second floor, it suddenly disappeared from public view.

There are more than a dozen figures busy in the medicine field. They are all casual cultivators who have taken refuge in Qingming Daozi, looking towards the courtyard with fearful eyes.

The corners were filled with bones, and corpses were thrown out from time to time.

Ever since Qingming Daozi seized the medicine field, two colleagues came to get together.

All the casual cultivators who came close to the courtyard were reduced to corpses, and the entire Qingming Taoist Temple was panicked for a while.

Little did they know that inside the courtyard wall, there was a scene like a fairy's cave.

There are white cranes spreading their wings, surrounded by green bamboo rockeries, the ground is filled with a light white mist, the breeze blows, and the bamboo forest rustles.

In a land where birds and animals are extinct, the value of the white crane can be imagined.

In the center of the courtyard is a newly built pavilion, where two people can be seen discussing Taoism around the fire.

Only Qingming Daozi stood outside the pavilion, his head lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After she advanced to the weak crown stage, the distinction between yin and yang in her body became more and more obvious, as if she were conjoined twins, and her consciousness showed signs of splitting.

"Qingming, what do you think we should plant in this medicine field?"

Qingming Daozi snorted coldly and walked into the pavilion.

Two old Taoists were sitting in the pavilion. Most of their skin and flesh had rotted away. They didn't have the slightest bit of the demeanor of the Immortal Family. Instead, they revealed evil spirits.

What is roasting on the stove is not refreshments, but hearts and livers.

Qingming Daozi agreed with them one by one on the surface, but deep disgust could not help but flash in his eyes. However, if Nai He wants to survive in Duoji Mountain, he must rely on the power of the shop in Rongzhen.

She was born in a grain shop, so it was easy to seize the medicine field, but without the support of the monks from the grain shop, it would be impossible to hold it.

"Despite the age of the shop assistant, he still tastes pretty good."

The old Taoist chewed slowly and wiped the corners of his mouth with a silk cloth in an elegant way.

On the surface, they were discussing Taoism, but in fact, the conversation was all about the distribution of the benefits of the medicinal fields. However, because they could not reach an agreement, they stayed in Qingming Taoist Temple.

Qingming Daozi endured the discomfort and said, "Senior Ziyang, next time you want to satisfy your appetite, just inform this junior in advance."

The two of them represented the grocery store, and unless she turned against her, she would have to suffer.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad."

Taoist Ziyang laughed loudly, and a strong and unpleasant stench filled his mouth and nose, causing countless flies to fly around in the pavilion.

"Let's not talk about Qingming's medicine field for now. What do you think of Shanhai layman Tihu?"

"Senior Han Cai has an extraordinary reputation. His disciple Shan Hai is naturally a person with a pure Taoist heart. Otherwise, he would not have succeeded in building the foundation in just a few years."

The pot-carrying Taoist smiled and stretched out his hand to call out a water mirror in the pavilion.

The water mirror immediately revealed a scene of Taoist temples of mountains and seas, and a large-scale market had formed, with shops lining both sides of the street.

Their eyes were full of greed, and their heavy breathing could no longer be suppressed.

More than three days have passed since the two-year period, but no monks have come to fight for it yet, so there is still no trace of Li Mo.

Taoist Ziyang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Shanhai is just too smooth. Although you have outstanding talent, you will always suffer some setbacks."

Qingming Daozi's mouth showed mockery. Do you really think Li Mo is a soft persimmon?

Taoist Ziyang and Taoist Tihu were only in the early stage of the weak crown. If they had not represented the grain store, she would not have allowed them to invade the medicine field. Now they have made plans to go to Shanhai Taoist Temple.

"It's not easy for me, junior, to have some wealth. Holding the pot, I'm going to help senior Han Cai take back the Shanhai Taoist Temple, don't you think?"

"Comrade Ziyang has great righteousness."

Taoist Ziyang's purpose is to wait for the medicine field to change ownership. After he regains ownership, he can return the weapon refiner shop to Li Mo and sell it to Han Cai to save face.

The pot-carrying Taoist leaned forward and murmured impatiently: "Here he comes."

I saw a strong man with the head of a tiger and the body of a man walking in front of the Shanhaidao Temple.

Maggots kept popping out of the strong man's sunken eye sockets, and there were two pairs of arms under his ribs.

There was silence in the market.

All the cultivators looked at Shanhai Taoist Temple in unison.

In the past two years, rumors have been brewing in Duoji Mountain, saying that the Shanhai layman accidentally damaged the foundation while building the foundation.

Otherwise, with the character of Shanhai layman, it would be impossible for him to not show up for a long time.

"The poor Taoist King Hun Shou is here for the medicine field. Please ask Master Sizu to leave as soon as possible."

While Wang Hunshou was speaking, the skin and flesh on his back split open, and baby arms stretched out, revealing the aura of the weak crown stage.

Jin Li pushed aside the crowd with a solemn expression and stood opposite Wang Hunshou.

"hold on."

He had come into contact with countless casual cultivators and immediately recognized Wang Hunshou in front of him.

Wang Hunshou's reputation is not outstanding. Half a year ago, he was stuck in the perfect championship stage. Unexpectedly, he was promoted to the weak championship stage.

The other party specializes in multi-limb exercises, "Supporting the Mountain with Thousand Foot Strength".

Jin Li couldn't help but be a little worried about Li Mo.

Although he understood that the rumors of damage to the foundation were not true at all, there would inevitably be a steady stream of weak-level monks trying to compete for the medicinal fields of Shanhai Taoist Temple.

Wang Hunshou looked a little impatient and walked towards the main entrance of the Taoist temple.

"I don't have time to wait here. If the Four-legged Master never shows up, I will go to the Taoist temple to look for him myself."

Just when Jin Li was about to stop him, Li Mo appeared aside.

"No need."

Due to the effect of the roe owl swallowing his body, Li Mo's body was over two meters tall. Although his skin was wrapped in the desert map, Jin Li could still smell the smell of death, disease and decay.

Jin Li couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. Li Mo was suffering from the disease that caused his death in the first stage of the war, and it might be a fierce battle.

Li Mo ignored Wang Hunshou and turned to ask Jin Li: "What do you say about the rules of the medicine field?"

"The competition needs to be separated for thirty days. If the monk sitting in the position does not accept the challenge for a long time, it will be regarded as giving up. The medicine field..."

While Jin Li was speaking, he noticed that Wang Hunshou had a ferocious look on his face. While his legs were gathering strength, the baby's arms on his back started to move.

The weirdness of multi-limb exercises has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Wang Hunshou raised his right arm, and countless baby arms swarmed toward his right arm under his skin. The creepy sound made the scalps of all the monks tingle.

It can be seen that all the flesh and blood on his body has turned into a baby's arms, causing his strength to continue to rise, and cracks on the ground spread outward.

"drink!!!"

Wang Hunshou shrank to the size of a fetus, but his right arm swelled to two meters, and he used his five fingers to run in the direction of Li Mo.

"Be careful." Jin Li warned.

The monks held their breath, thinking they could witness an evenly matched battle.

They didn't expect that Li Mo just made a fox-head gesture.

A ten-meter shadow enveloped the open space in front of the door. The moment Wang Hunshou stepped on it, he heard a crisp fox cry inside.

boom! ! !

A mountain-like fox head emerged from the ground, and the fox head still had traces of decay. Obviously Li Mo's death disease would also affect the tattooed beast.

Wang Hunshou didn't have time to react, so he bit him with a bloody mouth, his sharp teeth rubbing against the tough flesh, and the fire poison burning him.

The screams were endless.

Li Mo walked towards the Taoist temple gate, still with an unpredictable smile on his face, but now it was deeply suffocating.

When the red fox disappeared, there was only a puddle of minced meat.

Li Mo's expression became meaningful. As he walked, his index finger pointed at the spiritual tablet in his arms, accepting the message from Qingming Daozi.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky, but his figure suddenly disappeared.