After the incident, the Qingming Taoist Temple has been reduced to ruins.

But Qingming Daozi is still alive, and no one knows who the monk who fought against Li Mo is, only that a weak crown died because of this.

Naturally, the cereal shops will not take the initiative to expose the shortcomings, and they even intend to calm down the incident.

With the value that Li Mo is currently showing, killing an old and frail Ziyang Daoist can't make any waves at all.

The monk who wanted to grasp the Shanhai Taoist Temple came to a conclusion that this genius of the double Dao body was really ruthless.

The Sanhai Taoist Temple soon regained its calm.

After Li Mo returned to the retreat room, he retreated from the desert map that wrapped his whole body, revealing skin covered with large and small blue and purple bruises.

Before that, the injury had already recovered through self-healing.

Li Mo's death and illness are gradually taking effect, all body functions are affected, and the activity of all internal organs and six organs has decayed to varying degrees.

In addition, his eyes were white, and there were corpse spots popping out on both sides of his face.

The corpse brought about by the death disease had begun to erode Li Mo, and he tried his best to prevent death from spreading in his flesh and bones.

Fortunately, if Li Mo can survive the death of the total horn period, he will be able to re-suppress the corpse.

In order to ensure that his increasingly fragile body would not be hit hard, he had long had the idea of refining a pure defensive magic weapon, and the magic weapon catalogue had been settled, but unfortunately the main material was missing.

This time I went to the Qingming Taoist Temple, and I also had the idea of collecting the main materials to refine magic weapons.

Thinking of this, Li Mo couldn't help but pick up the skull of the Ziyang Daoist and play with it carefully, and it was enough to refine that magic weapon.

He is comfortable with the refining of medium-grade magic weapons, plus his cultivation has skyrocketed several times, so he does not need to be distracted to absorb spirit stones to replenish spiritual power.

And the Breath Mist and the Evergreen Tree have both completed the eight refinements, because the nine refinements have to consume too much spiritual power, so they have not continued to refine if they affect their cultivation.

The direction of the mist refining is mainly to cover the area, so that the magic weapon becomes more comprehensive.

Li Mo can now use the poisonous bees transformed by the mist to probe outside, and the toxicity of a single poisonous bee has also reached the level of sealing the throat with blood, and if the monk of the total horn stage does not have protection, he will die if he touches it.

The refining of evergreen trees focuses on enriching the ecological environment and expanding the space that can be accommodated.

Li Mo could already feel the benefits of owning an entire market, and using spirit stones could drive him to go to Xinjiling to hunt beasts.

There are already hundreds of kinds of birds and beasts of all sizes in the evergreen tree, and the number of them is more than 50.

While maintaining the blood of the tattoo beast, the fur of the bird beast can also be refined into a low-grade magic weapon, but the quality is at most three refining.

Li Mo pinched the bridge of his nose with a slight headache.

Only the eight-arm spinal nerve is still stuck in the seventh refining, and the combination of magic weapons is too time-consuming.

Li Mo tested the eight-arm spinal nerve in the face of the Ziyang Daoist, and found that it was very useful in the complex terrain and could not be given up easily.

He sighed helplessly, and then took out the magic artifact catalogue "Shingon Sect Secret Bone".

The Shingon Sect's secret bone is a magic weapon that is strange everywhere, not like a Taoist thing at all, but more like it comes from Tantric Buddhism.

The embryo of the magic weapon had to be refined from the skull of a monk, and the French inscriptions were all distorted and disorderly inscriptions, but fortunately, they could be urged with spiritual power.

At that time, the destruction of corpses was also because of the need to refine magic weapons, even if there were no taboos in later generations, but killing refining weapons was somewhat taboo.

Li Mo has no qualifications to be picky, after all, there are too few middle-grade magic weapon catalogs on the market.

After refining, the skull of the Ziyang Dao people gradually became like tortoise shells, covered with traces of annual rings left over the years.

Li Mo looked at the skull, and the eight spider limbs skillfully grinded the spiritual material.

Because there is only one main material, he refines it with great care, and after absorbing the spiritual material powder, he depicts it in detail.

In this case, even if there was a spirit rune to inform Li Mo, he didn't care about it, and he didn't stop until the skull turned into a palm-sized shield.

Li Mo checked the spirit talisman while collecting the secret bones of the Shingon Sect into his spleen.

Under the influence of the Heart Sutra of the Five Poisons and Five Gods, the magic weapon turned into a rat woman.

Resembling a pangolin, the rat woman is clad in a hard insect carapace and instinctively shrinks into a ball when in danger, making it difficult for prey to attack.

Li Mo digested the information transmitted in the spirit rune, his expression couldn't help but be happy, and he walked quickly towards the living room of the Shanhai Taoist Temple.

Before he set foot in it, Li Mo heard a familiar voice, "Li Mo is like me at this point, all the monks in the world are for profit, how can it be important to earn spirit stones by fighting and killing......

The Futu monk was even more cultivated, and was sharing his experience in managing the shop with Jinli, who couldn't help but be full of reverence.

"Futu seniors."

"Huh?"

The Futu monk looked at Li Mo, but he was silent on the surface, but he was extremely surprised in his heart.

Although he had already learned in advance that Li Mo had succeeded in building the foundation, he was still frightened by the latter's strong and restrained aura, which was worthy of being a double Dao body.

Futu lay man secretly regretted that he still looked down on Li Mo a little at the beginning.

"The Shanhai Market is indeed a good business, but along the way, one out of ten people is an eyeliner dispatched."

He glanced at Jin Li and continued: "Some forces have already put their hands into the Shanhai Market, and the prices of spiritual materials such as copper concentrate and autumn moon grass are low. ”

Jin Li was ashamed, and it was better for him to supervise day and night than to wander around the Futu monks.

Li Mo patted Jin Li on the shoulder and drank wine for the Futu monks, "That's why the Shanhai Taoist Temple needs seniors to sit in charge." ”

He wanted to compete for the high-altitude medicine field, and at the same time, he couldn't give up the mountain and sea Taoist view, so he could only let a trusted weak crown stage sit in charge.

Where did Li Mo recognize any weak crown stage monks, and secretly asked Han Cai, who recommended the Futu monks of the Qinghonghua Building.

In order to invite the Futu monks to come, he gave up most of the profits in the market, leaving only the Hongxing refining shop and two percent of the medicine fields.

It's not that Li Mo is generous, after all, the spirit stone that shares the profits of the market is too hot to hold.

Li Mo dared to say that even if he killed two weak crowns in a row today, there would be a steady stream of challenges after thirty days.

It was impossible for him to go out every thirty days when the death of the general horn period was about to break out.

Of course, the most important thing is that Li Mo has earned enough, and now there are nearly 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones in the storage bag, like a small mountain.

High-altitude medicine fields are also profitable.

If Li Mo earns tens of thousands of medium-grade spirit stones, he himself will be flustered, and with the consumption level of the Heart Beast Realm, he will not be able to spend it at all.

Just like the original heart beast black market, high-level objects are all deadly.

"Okay."

The Futu monk no longer shirked, "The forces that happen to cooperate with you all recognize it, and if the old man takes over, there will be less trouble in the future." ”

"Besides."

The Futu monk's expression became solemn, and he stared at Li Mo and said, "Han Cai asked me to bring you a word, don't touch the multi-limb exercises. ”

Li Mo raised his eyebrows, didn't speak, just nodded in agreement.

"I know you have a lot of questions, but there are some things that I don't know as a casual cultivator, so I'll ask for myself when you see Han Cai again."

The Futu monk smiled bitterly, and then opened the topic and asked, "Li Mo, which piece of medicine field on the second floor are you going to seize next?" ”

"Second floor? No, I'm going to do it once and for all, and go straight to the third floor. ”

Li Mo narrowed his eyes, the weak-crowned monks of the third layer were all approaching the middle stage, and they were stuck at the threshold of subjugation.