The rumors of the mountain and sea monks have been fermented several times, and they have become more and more exaggerated.

Some monks said that they saw Li Mo kill more than a dozen people in the same realm, suppress the multi-limbed mountain with his own strength, and even kill a tricky beast comparable to the consummation of a weak crown while talking and laughing.

No one knows for sure whether the news is true or not, only one thing is certain.

Li Mo is indeed extremely spicy, and he definitely has the support of the shopkeeper behind him, so he can bite Wang Rongshan to death in front of all the monks.

With such a character, the pawnbroker's intention to recall him to Molten Town is very obvious.

It's for the impending beastly woe.

Some monks reacted that Li Mo was afraid that he had the instructions of the high-level pawnshop to do something to Wang Rongshan, which represented the general trend of beast cultivation.

The confrontation between puppet cultivators and beast cultivators will only intensify, and there is no possibility of easing them in the slightest.

Before you want to change the exercises, you have to weigh the attitude of the store management, and once you stand in the wrong line, you will be in a dilemma.

Li Mo enjoyed the resources of the Tianzihao retreat room with peace of mind.

He ignored the opinions of the outside world, and if it was just an exchange of interests, he didn't mind eradicating some small things that didn't have long eyes.

Li Mo is still very satisfied with the Tianzihao retreat room.

He originally thought that after returning to Rongzhen, his cultivation progress would be more or less affected, after all, Rongzhen did not have a strong haze and fog aura.

As a result, Li Mo found that the help of Tianzi for cultivation far exceeded that of Renzi.

The pawnshop obviously invested a lot of resources in the Tianzi number of the inner wing, and the spirit stones maintained on weekdays did not need to be provided by the monks.

Li Mo looked at the futon he was meditating on, the material was very valuable.

The futon is made of a rare medium-grade spiritual material, the Qingxin vine, which can keep the monk's spirit in a state of high concentration.

The surface of the wall was engraved with a mysterious spirit gathering array, and the concentration of spiritual energy was five times that of the outside world.

At the same time, in the center of the Spirit Gathering Array, there is also a pure white eye pupil, as long as Li Mo injects the haze spiritual power into the eye pupil, the Spirit Gathering Array will deliberately absorb similar spiritual energy.

Coupled with the canned haze mist aura prepared by Li Mo in advance, as well as tens of thousands of medium-grade spirit stones, it was enough to support the middle stage of promotion to the weak crown.

Li Mo's current cultivation in the weak crown period is quite ideal, and the haze and fog spiritual power in the dantian has unconsciously reached three-fifths.

Spiritual power is like a flood that bursts its embankment, circulating along the eight veins and five internal organs of the Qi Sutra, and nourishing the five insect magic weapons by the way.

Just wait for the dantian to fill up, and you can try to subdue a spirit.

Needless to say, the communication refining of the corpse mountain is more than enough to be used as a hole card, but the specific power is unknown.

His strength has temporarily reached a plateau.

The blood of painting Tsing Yi requires water grinding effort, and it is not realistic for the corpse mountain to complete twenty refining, and continuing to refine medium-grade magic weapons is time-consuming and laborious.

Li Mo's cultivation is used to stabilize the foundation, and he occasionally pays attention to the situation in the outside world.

He could clearly sense that Molten Town had become heavily guarded, after all, no one could figure out exactly when the Beast Plague occurred.

The shops are in full swing to arrange magic circles, and then gather the living forces outside, which shows how terrifying the threat from the beast disaster is.

Jin Li and Li Mo mentioned that they would return to Rongzhen in the near future.

Qingming Daozi didn't know what to do, in fact, she could use the reason of sitting in the medicine field as an excuse to shirk the trouble of participating in the beast disaster.

The streets are still bustling, and when the snow covers the hills, the flaming red lanterns of the New Year hang from the eaves of the houses.

Children play with each other, and only those who patrol the streets will have a solemn face.

After Li Mo retreated for two months, his cultivation was steadily approaching the middle stage of the weak crown, but the accumulated resources were also consumed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock on the door.

Li Mo opened his eyes, and his first reaction was that a monk who couldn't open his eyes came to the door to make trouble, and he couldn't help but let out a beast-like aura.

With a wave of his hand, the door of the room opened, Li Mo saw the figure outside clearly, and found that it was Li Qingfang's brother and sister, and instantly restrained his breath.

The two of them froze in place, their clothes soaked with sweat, as if they had just experienced a near-death danger.

After a long time, Li Han came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva and asked, "Li... Senior brother, I don't know if you remember our brother and sister? ”

Li Mo's gaze swept over the monks who were secretly observing outside the door, as if they had a substantial sense of oppression, making them a little uneasy.

Even if there is a monk whose realm is higher than Li Mo, he can't help but be frightened.

They always felt that there seemed to be a few man-eating beasts hidden in Li Mo's body, and they couldn't help but believe most of the gossip in Rongzhen.

"Talk in the house."

Li Mo beckoned the two of them in.

As soon as Li Han stepped into the retreat room, his eyes stared directly at the hundreds of spirit stones on the ground, and then his face turned red

Li Qingfang was at a loss, and her expression was extremely trance-like.

Li Mo couldn't recognize the two of them a little.

It can be seen that time can indeed change anything, even the honest and honest Zhao Zhu, after crawling in the Shanhai market, is also contaminated with the merchantism of the Futu monks.

"Senior Brother Li, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you're still the same."

Li Qingfang's face was specially painted with exquisite costumes, but it still couldn't hide the black spots that had grown, and her complexion showed the gray of the corpse.

"When you hear the Tao, you can die at night, and cultivation can naturally turn decay into magic."

Li Qingfang wanted to say something more after hearing this, but was interrupted by Li Zhuang, "My sister and I all rely on Senior Brother Li to get started, and this kindness will not be forgotten no matter how long it has passed." ”

"Well, what's the matter with me, tell me straight?"

Li Mo turned his back to them, and on his exposed shoulder was a three-legged golden toad, his red eyes seemed to be looking at the brother and sister.

Li Zhuang pulled Li Qingfang to kneel, bowed his head and said, "Senior Brother Li, I heard that the beast disaster is coming, and our brother and sister want to leave Rongzhen. ”

Li Mo asked rhetorically, "If it is safe outside the town, why would the monk return to the melting town?" ”

Only the multi-limbed mountain seems to have a small impact, but the civil strife really has to spread to the past, and the Futu monks may not have the strength to protect others.

Moreover, if two beast cultivators of the third level of the total horn stage went to the Multi-Limb Mountain, they would inevitably die for a lifetime.

After Li Mo informed the two of them of the stakes, he let them decide whether to leave the town or not, and Tian Changwen would not care about the low-level monks anyway.

The brother and sister immediately had a disagreement, Li Zhuang planned to leave Rongzhen and wanted to go to the multi-limb mountain where Zhao Zhu was located, but Li Qingfang didn't want to take the risk.

Li Mo ignored the two and got up and came to the window.

When the window opened, there was a bustling sound of the melt town, and because of the approaching Spring Festival, the morning market was full of people.

Li Mo muttered to himself: "Don't want to go out of town, go to the wing room to stay." ”

"The beast is coming."

He pushed his brother and sister out of the room, dodged to the top of the eaves, and looked towards the morning market, where he could already hear panicked screams.

It was clear in midair.

The twisted corpse fell out of thin air, and the smell of blood filled the air.

The corpse took on the posture of a donkey and a horse, but the heart in the chest and abdomen was hollowed out, and the head was forcibly shaped into a horrific horse's head.

Li Mo hurriedly checked the information of the spirit card and found that mortals had been missing recently, usually in the middle of the night.

It is said that before they disappeared, they ran in the direction of the yamen in terror.

The number of missing mortals was not large, and it was not worth mentioning in Rongzhen, which had a population of nearly 50,000, so the yamen did not send monks to investigate.

When the yamen realized that they were involved in the beast disaster, they did not send monks to deal with it, but issued an inexplicable ban.

On the surface, he cares about the safety of the people, but in fact, it is a bit of a protection for the inner door of the beast.

[You are not allowed to go out when you are ugly, and there are no headless horses in Rongzhen]