After the Qingming Taoist Temple moved to the second floor, it suddenly disappeared from the public's field of vision.

There were more than a dozen figures in the medicine field busy, all of them were taking refuge in the Qingming Daozi's casual cultivation, and their eyes looked at the courtyard with fear.

The corners of the wall were covered with white bones, and from time to time corpses were thrown out of them.

Ever since Qingming Daozi seized the medicine field, two fellow Daoists have come to get together.

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

They didn't know that inside the courtyard wall, it was a scene of an immortal cave.

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

In the realm where birds and beasts are extinct, the value of white cranes can be imagined.

In the center of the courtyard is a pavilion that has just been built, and you can see two people talking around the fireplace.

Only Qingming Daozi stood outside the gazebo, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

After she was promoted to the weak crown stage, the yin and yang of her body became more and more obvious, as if she was a conjoined twin, and her consciousness showed signs of splitting.

"Qingming, what do you say should be planted in this medicine field?"

Qingming Daozi snorted coldly and walked into the pavilion.

The two old Taoists sat in the pavilion, most of their skin and flesh had rotted, how could they have the demeanor of an immortal family, but they revealed evil spirits.

It was not refreshments that were roasted on the stove, but hearts and livers.

Qingming Daozi echoed them one by one on the surface, but his eyes couldn't help but flash deep disgust, but if he wanted to survive in the multi-limb mountain, he had to rely on the forces to which the Rongzhen store belonged.

She came from a multigrain shop, and it was easy to seize the medicine field, but if she lacked the support of the monks in the vein of the multigrain shop, she couldn't hold it at all.

"Don't look at the shop guys, they are not young, and the taste of the heart and liver is not bad."

Lao Dao chewed slowly, and at the same time wiped the corners of his mouth with a silk cloth in an elegant manner.

On the surface, they were talking about the Tao, but in fact, the content of the conversation was all about the distribution of the benefits of the medicine field, but because they didn't talk about it, they stayed in the Qingming Taoist Temple and didn't leave.

Qingming Daozi endured the discomfort, "Ziyang senior, next time you want to relieve your appetite, just inform the juniors in advance." ”

The two of them represent the multigrain shop, and unless she turns her face, she has to bear it.

"Hahaha, not bad."

The Ziyang Daoist laughed loudly, and his mouth and nose were filled with a rich and unpleasant stench, attracting countless flies to fly in the pavilion.

"Qingming's medicine field aside, what do you think of the mountain and sea monks when you carry the pot?"

"Han Cai's predecessors are extremely famous, and his disciple Shanhai is naturally a person with a pure Dao heart, otherwise he would not have succeeded in building a foundation in just a few years."

The pot-carrying man smiled, reaching out to summon a water mirror in the gazebo.

The water mirror immediately revealed the picture of the mountain and sea Taoist view, which has formed a large-scale market, with shops lined up on 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, so there is still no trace of Li Mo.

Ziyang Daoren touched his beard and said with a smile: "The mountains and seas are just too smooth, although the talent is outstanding, there are always some setbacks. ”

The corners of Qingming Daozi's mouth showed mockery, really thinking that Li Mo was a soft persimmon?

Ziyang Daoist and Tiju Daoist are only in the early stage of the weak crown, if it is not for the miscellaneous grain shop, it is impossible for her to let the two of them encroach on the medicine field, and now she has hit the idea of Shanhai Daoguan.

"It's not easy for juniors to have a bit of an industry, carry a pot, I'm just going to help Han Cai's predecessors regain the Shanhai Taoist Temple, you say?"

"Ziyang is a fellow believer."

The purpose of the Ziyang Daoist is to wait for the medicine field to change hands, and after he regains the ownership, he will return the refining shop to Li Mo, and he can also sell Han Cai to save face.

The person who carried the pot leaned forward and couldn't wait to mutter, "It's here." ”

I saw a strong man with a tiger's head and a human body walking in front of the gate of the mountain and sea road.

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

There was silence in the market.

All the scattered cultivators invariably looked at the mountain and sea Taoist temple.

In the past two years, in fact, there have been rumors fermenting in the multi-limbed mountain, saying that the mountain and sea monks accidentally damaged the foundation when they were building the foundation.

Otherwise, with the heart of a mountain and sea dweller, it is impossible not to show up for a long time.

"The poor Dao King Hun Shou is here for the medicine field, and he also asks the four-legged real person to go out as soon as possible."

As Wang Hun Shou spoke, the flesh on his back was cracked, and the arms of babies stretched out from them, revealing the breath of the weak crown stage.

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

"Wait."

He had come into contact with countless loose cultivators, and he immediately recognized Wang Hun Shou in front of him.

Wang Hunshou's reputation is not obvious, and he was stuck in the total corner period half a year ago, but he didn't expect to be promoted to the weak crown period by chance.

The other party majored in multi-limb exercises, "Fushan Thousand Feet".

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

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

Wang Hun Shou was a little impatient, and walked towards the main gate of the Taoist temple.

"How can I have time to wait here, if the four-legged real person doesn't show up, I will personally go to the Taoist temple to find him."

Jin Li just wanted to stop it, but Li Mo flashed to the side.

"Not necessarily."

Li Mo's body was more than two meters old under the effect of the roe deer owl swallowing his body, and although his skin was wrapped in the desert map, Jin Li could still smell the smell of death, disease and corruption.

Jin Li couldn't help but sink in his heart, Li Mo was eroded by the death and illness of the general horn period, and it would be a vicious battle.

Li Mo ignored Wang Hun Shou and turned his head to ask Jin Li: "What do you say about the rules of the medicine field?" ”

"The contest needs to be separated by thirty days, and if the monk in charge does not accept the challenge for a long time, it will be regarded as giving up, and the medicine field will ......."

As Jin Li spoke, he noticed that Wang Hunshou's face was hideous, and while his legs were accumulating, the baby's arms on his back squirmed.

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

Wang Hunshou's right arm was raised, and countless baby arms under the skin rushed to his right arm, and the creepy sound made the scalp of Zhong Sanxiu tingle.

It can be seen that the flesh and blood on his body have turned into baby arms, so that his strength continues to rise, and there are cracks in the ground spreading outward.

"Drink !!"

Wang Hun Shou shrank to the size of a fetus, his right arm swelled to two meters, and his five fingers rushed in the direction of Li Mo.

"Be careful." Jin Li reminded him.

The monks held their breath, expecting to witness an evenly matched battle.

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

A ten-meter shadow shrouded the open space in front of the door, and at the moment when Wang Hun Shou stepped on, he only heard a crisp fox chirping.

Rumble!!!

The mountain-like fox head came out of the ground, and the fox head still had signs of decay, and it was obvious that Li Mo's death would also affect the tattoo beast.

Wang Hun Shou didn't have time to react at all, and he bit him with a big mouth, his sharp teeth rubbing against the tough flesh, and the fire was poisonous.

The screams were incessant.

Li Mo walked towards the gate of the Taoist temple, 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, and his index finger pointed at the spirit card in his arms as he walked, receiving the message from Qingming Daozi.

He looked up at the sky, and his figure suddenly disappeared.