Chapter 7 I didn't expect it, I still have a layer of skin

Li Mo put down all the bone slips, and then closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about the choice of spells, but Hu Guan didn't bother.

When you first enter the general angle period of cultivation, it is not advisable to practice multiple spells at the same time, after all, death and disease have begun to erode the internal organs, and your energy is really limited.

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

He constantly compared the difference between the Heart Beast Sect's spell and the Melting Town spell, and gradually completed his cognition of the immortal cultivation realm seven thousand years ago.

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

Seven thousand years ago, the Heart Beast Sect was placed in the realm of cultivating immortals, and it belonged to an inconspicuous small force, and there was only one Jindan stage at its peak.

However, the exercises of the Heart Beast Sect are very special, and they are one of the few "beast cultivators".

The disciples of the Heart Beast Sect are mainly imperial beasts, and their cultivation resources are all natal spirit beasts.

Whenever the natal spirit beast is promoted, the disciples of the Heart Beast Sect will be compensated, and they will practice in the way of both loss and glory.

Li Mo noticed that even the magic of the Heart Beast Sect had to rely on the natal spirit beast.

The disciples of the Heart Beast Sect used the characteristics similar to the aura of the natal spirit beast to temporarily obtain the blessing of the spirit beast and use it to cast spells.

Li Mo looked at Rongzhen's spell, and the more he looked at it, the more plausible he felt.

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

Steward Hu yawned and asked a little impatiently, "Li Mo, which technique are you going to major in?" ”

"Painted Tsing Yi."

Seven thousand years ago, it was a spirit cloth spell specially used to protect the body, and it was suitable for the monks of the scale armor type who were suitable for the natal spirit beast.

After 7,000 years of baptism, the painting of Tsing Yi has been completely different, but the record of the effect of spells in the bone slip is relatively vague.

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

Among the spells given by the Hu Steward, it is obvious that painting green clothes is more suitable for him, and the practice step is to draw a tattoo of the beast's head on the surface of the skin.

Although I don't know the specific effect, with Li Mo's painting skills, he must have mastered it quickly.

Li Mo can also realize that Steward Hu reminded him of his purpose, and the eight achievements were to paint Tsing Yi.

It seems that he is allowed to make a choice, but there is no room for Hu to do it, and if Li Mo wants to obtain resources, he has to do it obediently.

Li Mo was a little lucky.

He has the Book of Creation, and he can imprint all his organs to gain supernatural powers.

Painted Tsing Yi is a spell that targets the skin.

Li Mo can completely consume the blank pages of the Creation Book, and repeatedly imprint the skin twice, so that the body has a double human skin.

If there are drawbacks in painting Tsing Yi, you can directly destroy the pages of the book, discarding a layer of skin and peeling off the spell.

"Yes, painting Tsing Yi is indeed more suitable for Li Mo."

Steward Hu didn't explain anything, and then took out a palm-sized agar jade plate and motioned for Li Mo to use his fingertips to refine it.

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

The identity spirit card represents becoming a member of the outer disciples of the Heart Beast Sect, but I didn't expect that seven thousand years have passed, and the spirit card has never changed.

Li Mo slashed his fingers and dripped the blackened blood on the spirit card.

After the spirit card absorbed the blood, a lot of fine impurities were born, and Li Mo could feel the faint connection with the spirit card.

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

Steward Hu looked at Li Mo, who was playing with the jade card, and couldn't help but smile.

She threw out another walnut-sized stone bead and said lightly: "Li Mo, you are naturally smart and a seedling of cultivation. ”

"The performance of enlightenment is excellent, but it's a pity that the physique is really mediocre."

"When you go to the medical hall to get the exercises, you can go to Dr. Han Cai and exchange the beads for an auxiliary spell, which is a versatile skill."

"Thank you, Steward Hu."

Li Mo took it without hesitation.

He has shown his value, and naturally he will be able to get the resources accordingly.

Whether it was in the Heart Beast Sect seven thousand years ago or the Molten Town seven thousand years later, the law of the jungle is applicable, just be careful.

Li Mo was very familiar with current affairs and did not ask Liu Qin about it.

It can be seen from the blood-stained tiger roar that Liu Qin is definitely aware of the value of the painting, and probably did not intend to hand it over to the shopkeeper Hu.

The end is more than lucky.

The steward stretched his waist and walked out of the door lazily.

If you don't look at the charming and weird facial features of the butler, the figure is indeed a beauty.

"That's right."

Steward Hu's head twisted one hundred and eighty degrees: "After receiving the exercises, I went to the inner wing of the pawn shop, which is where the official painter lives, and it is also convenient for retreat and practice." ”

She was given a general indication of the precautions for the inner wing.

Li Mo nodded repeatedly.

"Ha~~~"

Steward Hu yawned again, and the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes blurred his makeup, causing Danfeng's eyes to become distorted.

"Using soot as rouge is really bad."

She covered her face with the palm of her hand, and her figure completely disappeared into the dark night.

Li Mo completely lost his sleepiness and stared at the dim aisle with candlelight.

A cool breeze blew, carrying a hoarse beast roar, and at the end of the aisle, it was like a man-eating beast approaching Li Mo.

Li Mo's back was cold, and he just wanted to close the door and return to the wing.

I suddenly noticed that there were always scratches in the corners and corners of the places where the steward passed.

In his impression, Steward Hu has always been wearing a robe, and his legs have never been revealed, could it be that he has mastered a spell similar to Ah Yu's spell?

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

He sat down at his desk, intending to calm his impatience by painting, when he remembered that the ink strips had long since run out.

The ink strip has a special effect, and the calligraphy and painting hall will not provide it for free, and then you may need to find a job to make money.

Li Mo didn't know that the currency of the immortal cultivation world was still not a spirit stone now, so he simply closed his eyes and thought about the spells of the Heart Beast Sect, and by the way, he prepared for mastering the spells of the melting town.

He found something odd.

When ancient spells are cast, the eight veins of the Qi Jing and the corresponding acupuncture points are used.

No matter how Li Mo proofreads, the distribution of meridian acupuncture points of ancient spells is obviously different from that of today's humans.

Three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points, the positions are completely different, as if they have been randomly disrupted.

What shocked Li Mo the most was the Eight Veins of the Qi Sutra.

The eight veins of the Qi Jing have been reversed, and if nothing else, the exercises of the melting town may be operating in a retrograde manner.

However, there is no problem with Sandantian.

The upper dantian is between the two eyebrows, also known as the mud pill palace, which is where the soul is; The middle dantian is in the chest, which is gathered by the sect's qi; The lower dantian is three inches below the umbilicus and is used to hide essence.

The three dantians can all be imprinted by the Book of Creation, and Li Mo's confidence comes from this.

It's just the remaining eight blank pages, and Li Mo has not yet begun to imprint, and he is already dwarfed, which can't help but give him a deep headache.

Increasing the number of pages is always a hassle that cannot be avoided.

Li Mo unconsciously fell asleep on the desk.