"For this painstaking work, as a result, my own flesh and blood are consumed too much."

Li Mo's expression was about to cry without tears, in order to delay time and wait for the golden toad's treacherous beast, the tattoo beast made him lose at least twenty percent of his flesh and blood.

Coupled with the effects of death in the total horn period, I am afraid it will take a long time to heal.

However, since he has obtained the blood of the golden toad, it is acceptable to pay a price, after all, the blood of the beast is difficult to buy in the market.

Li Mo's mind moved slightly, and the mist wrapped around the deformed heart, and after the continuous squeezing of the dust and impermeability, the blood in the heart slowly seeped out.

The blood in the heart has a dark golden luster, exuding a faint metallic aura.

He filled it in a glass jar, and the amount of blood in his heart was enough to draw a tattoo of the beast's head, and there was even a surplus for blood.

After the death of the golden toad, the sandstorm stopped.

Li Mo walked out slowly under the gaze of countless eyes, and behind him he could see the huge corpse of the golden toad, which had an obvious beast transformation.

The monks gasped, even if they knew that Li Mo was a little tricky, but it was impossible for an ordinary weak crown to do it to such an extent in the early stage.

A treacherous beast approaching the middle stage of the weak crown proves Li Mo's strength from the side.

The Futu monk smiled bitterly a few times, just now he almost couldn't bear to rush into the Golden Toad Taoist Temple, it was impossible to watch Li Mo die.

"Li Mo, this kid, should be able to protect himself in the Dao dispute in Rongzhen."

He couldn't help but feel relieved, and then motioned to Gionee to go to the casino in Shanhai Market to collect the bills.

When the Futu monk was most anxious, he pressed a shop on Li Mo, and even took Jin Li and Zhao Zhu to make a small profit.

For him, if Li Mo defeats Jin Toad, he will definitely have to save him, and he will definitely not meet the rules of Multi-Limb Mountain.

Since you have to run away, it doesn't matter what you bet or anything.

"Hiss......"

Li Mo rubbed his sour shoulders and returned to the Shanhai Taoist Temple with a lot of eyes.

As a result, before he walked a few meters, the voice of the shopkeeper suddenly sounded in his ears, "Don't take it as an example, deal with the follow-up." ”

Li Mo smiled, turned around and walked towards the corpse of the golden toad, and dissected it skillfully in front of thousands of monks.

The golden toad has been turned into a beast, and the corpse is inexplicably corrosive, if it is not disposed of as soon as possible, it will affect the quality of the medicine field, and even accompany the breeding of a large number of pseudo-beasts.

Loose scalp tingling.

They can't help but have a deep understanding of the ruthlessness of the mountain and sea laymen.

After Li Mo cleaned up the corpse, the discarded flesh and bones were burned in the fire, and the rest of the materials could be used to paint the realism of Tsing Yi.

When he saw that the Golden Toad Taoist Temple was razed to the ground, he used the spirit tablet to inform Jin Li, and it didn't take long for several monks to carry the new Taoist Temple and send it.

Jin Li had seen the tragic situation of the Qingming Taoist Temple, and had a premonition that the Golden Toad Taoist Temple would turn into ruins, so he completed the construction of the new Taoist Temple in advance.

The new Taoist temple was placed in the original location of the Golden Toad Taoist Temple, and then they cleaned up the cliff.

The Futu monks deliberately sent Zhao Zhu to take charge of the affairs of the three-layer medicine field, and they sprinkled the medicinal powder of the hyperplastic tissue into the hole, and repaired it with the help of the characteristics of the blood and flesh of the mountain cliff.

Li Mo saw that Zhao Zhu was methodical, so he quietly went into the Taoist Temple to heal his injuries.

After actively urging the roe deer owl to swallow it, the heart couldn't help beating rapidly, stimulating the viscous blood like sand to flow throughout the body.

Under normal circumstances, if you are eroded by death and disease, you can only rely on pills to replenish flesh and blood.

Li Mo's injuries slowly healed, but his expression was not at all relaxed.

He could clearly perceive that the five internal organs were gradually losing their function, and the death of the general horn stage was like a gangrene of the appendages, affecting the operation of the body.

If nothing else, the total horn period death may have to break out early.

Li Mo was not afraid of this, after all, death and illness will accompany him for the rest of his life, and the death and illness he encounters in the future will only become more and more dangerous.

Moreover, he stubbornly delayed the death of the general horn period until the outbreak of the weak crown period, and the certainty of spending it was far greater than that of ordinary monks.

There was a noisy sound outside the house, but Li Mo had already fallen into the void.

………

The seasons change.

The goose feather snow in the cold winter unconsciously covered the multi-limbed mountain, and the gossip about the mountain and sea dwellers has only been subsided.

Li Mo was in retreat and had no time to pay attention to the outside world, so the Futu monks named the Taoist temple "Four Legs".

When the cliff was repaired, the four-legged medicine field began to resume the cultivation of spiritual materials.

Zhao Zhu divided the medicinal field into two parts, sixty percent was responsible for supplying the mountain and sea market, and forty percent of the medicinal field was specially used to cultivate the spiritual materials designated by Li Mo.

Most of them are flesh and stone spiritual materials excavated in various parts of the multi-limbed mountain.

After Li Mo recovered two percent of his flesh and blood, he didn't need to deliberately maintain the roe deer owl devouring his body, so he began to prepare for refining the corpse mountain.

The embryos of the middle and lower grades are freshly baked and then sent to the Shanhai Market.

Regardless of whether he destroyed the market price or not, he handed over the embryo of the ritual artifact to the Futu layman, and let the latter carry out the operation and transaction.

While accumulating experience, Li Mo purchased some elixirs that would help him survive his death and illness.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The rapid cough echoed in the four-legged Taoist temple, and the death and illness of the general horn period could not be suppressed, and it was affecting the body and soul from the inside out.

Li Mo hadn't been in such a weak state for a long time.

Before the death of the total horn period is over, his spirit will continue to weaken, and he will hardly be able to do anything except refine his weapons.

The Book of Creation has a few corpse spots, and the pages of the book are also corrupted to varying degrees.

The warm breeze of early spring blows.

The snow melts, trickling from the top of the mountain around the jagged rocks.

The production of Li Mo refining vessels has been repeatedly reduced, and the doors and windows of the four-legged Taoist temple are closed, and there is a pungent and choking sandalwood coming out of the cracks.

He lay flat in the retreat chamber as if he were a lifeless corpse, with bluish-purple flesh and visible decay at the joints.

The internal organs have almost come to a standstill, only the heart beats tenaciously every few minutes under the action of the roe deer owl.

The middle dantian has also been depleted, and there is no spiritual power left in the haze and fog.

Although it still doesn't affect the movement of his body, his instinct allows him to reduce his consumption as much as possible.

Li Mo thought about it and was extremely frightened, he was afraid that he would be like the thousand-year-old ancestor in Niujia Village, his consciousness was imprisoned in his body and he couldn't move.

I could only watch as flesh and bones turned into wilts.

"This is a death disease, or is it just a death disease in the general horn period."

Li Mo silently recited the content of the Five Poisons and Five Divine Heart Sutras in his mind, his dilated pupils gathered, and his heart was full of desire to become an immortal.

He was finally reborn, and he didn't want to live forever so aggrieved.

"I want to become an immortal, no matter how terrible the nine calamities of death and illness on the road are, I have to go to see the scenery on the top of the mountain......"

With the strong support of willpower, Li Mo actually got up and sat cross-legged.

Even if he didn't have haze spiritual power, he used his consciousness to communicate the three bodies as much as possible, so as to increase his experience in fighting against death in the confrontation with the death disease of the total horn period.

As the days passed.

Li Mo's consciousness seems to be walking in the desert Gobi, constantly looking for the existence of an oasis.

He didn't expect that the first thing his consciousness perceived was the leakless body, and then he found a little bit of life hidden in the depths of the two human skins.

Li Mo opened his mouth fiercely and gasped, and air poured into his lungs.

In the retreat room, he couldn't see his five fingers, Li Mo supported his arms on the ground, and his chest and abdomen rose and fell rapidly, like a human bear that had just woken up from hibernation.