The beast plague is raging.

An inner door beast hides in the depths of the streets and alleys, which is terrifying.

Li Mo couldn't figure out what medicine Tian Changwen and Shiji gourd were selling.

Tian Changwen even asked all the monks to be on standby in the house, but the beast disaster continued to ferment, and gradually came to the verge of getting out of control.

Li Mo waited patiently for two days, but the news he received was still not aimed at the beast disaster, but sent monks to guard the buildings.

The pawn shop was divided into houses, and the handymen were herded into the cellars.

The house that Li Mo needs to guard is the familiar calligraphy and painting hall, which not only covers a large area, but the walls are also reinforced by pawn shops.

As soon as he came out of the inner chamber, he saw the monks hurrying to the buildings.

It had only been a few days since Jin Li returned to Rongzhen, and he left in a hurry before he had time to say hello, his expression full of worry about the scale of the beast disaster.

Li Mo noticed that what kind of house they were divided into was usually related to the realm of the monks, and if it was only the first three floors of the general corner period, it would be located in the scattered shops near the pawn shop.

The low-ranking monk's face was full of horror, and he couldn't help but retreat when he wanted to leave the pawn shop when the beast disaster was at its most dangerous.

Even Hu Wen couldn't avoid it, but what was divided into her was the inner wing.

Through the poisonous bees all over the city, Li Mo found that Shiji's side was also transferring monks, but the medical hall was still silent.

When he came to the empty calligraphy and painting hall, the ground was densely covered with footprints, which showed how hurried the miscellaneous servants were before retreating.

According to Tian Changwen's meaning, his scope of activities is limited to the courtyard of the Calligraphy and Painting Hall.

Li Mo frowned slightly.

I really don't understand the plans of Tian Changwen and Shi Ji, if they want to deal with the inner beasts, why do they want to disperse all the monks.

Is it to give the inner door monsters a chance to break through one by one?

There was a lot of noise in the pawn shop, and the monks all began to strengthen the building, even if they didn't know what was going to happen.

Li Mo secretly asked Han Cai, but Han Cai didn't know why.

He simply sealed the wings of the inner room with wooden planks, and at the same time let the poisonous bees turned into mist, and spread as much as possible in every corner to prevent anyone from breaking in.

When the busy work was over, the waning moon was already hanging in the air.

Li Mo took a deep breath and looked at the dark night outside the courtyard, and seemed to be able to see a behemoth of more than ten meters passing through the pawn shop.

It seems that Molten Town has become a hunting ground for the inner gate beasts.

Outside the city, it was normal, and the officers and soldiers resisted waves of oncoming beast-skin people, and the bones piled up at the foot of the mountain, attracting flies to fly.

Li Mo is still calm, Li Qingfang's brothers and sisters are already six gods, and the fear brought by the unknown danger is like a shadow pressing on his chest.

In the midst of the monks' restlessness, five days passed.

Li Mo couldn't help but suspect that maybe Tian Changwen and the others wanted to put aside their forces and decide on their own the thousand-year trend of beast cultivation and puppet cultivation.

His patient meditation and practice are just like his daily life in the Multi-Limb Mountain.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Li Mo opened his eyes, and on the seventh day of his guard in the calligraphy and painting hall, there was a sudden change in the melting town, and a strong vibration covered the buildings.

Cobweb-like cracks spread across the ground, as if the mountains were about to collapse.

However, the movement only lasted for half a day, and then the melttown returned to calm.

Li Mo summoned the secret bones of the Shingon Sect to protect the vital point, and cautiously came to the courtyard, only to find that the outside of the calligraphy and painting hall was shrouded in a thick fog.

You can't even see the buildings that are separated by them.

Li Mo's brows furrowed slightly, and the connection between his consciousness and the poisonous bees became weak, and he could only barely perceive the approximate location of each poisonous bee.

But what makes him strange is that the location of the poisonous bee seems to have been disrupted.

Li Mo couldn't help but feel jealous, mainly afraid that Tian Changwen would notice his little tricks and consider whether to disperse the poisonous bees everywhere.

At this time, there was another surge of information on the spirit card.

Li Mo hurriedly checked the spirit card, and his expression became puzzled.

Tian Changwen suddenly made a puzzling request, asking Li Mo to refine a large number of defensive inferior magic weapons as soon as possible.

Each subordinate artifact is calculated with 10 contribution points.

But the problem is that the inferior spiritual materials in Li Mo's storage bag are limited.

After ten refining of magic weapons such as Ximist, the next refining involved medium-grade spiritual materials, and there was no reason for him to carry a large number of useless spiritual materials with him.

Li Mo hesitated slightly, and before he could react, the calligraphy and painting hall suddenly shook again.

The mountain breeze blows in the face, and the dead leaves in the courtyard are flying towards the south, as if there is an inexplicable force acting on the calligraphy and painting hall.

Li Mo's muscles tightened, and the ghost tiger quietly burrowed into the shadows.

After a few breaths, the shaking stopped, and the thick fog in front of the main gate of the calligraphy and painting hall slowly dispersed, revealing a dilapidated wooden house.

It was a firewood room where wood was stored, and only the handymen would go in and out on weekdays.

Li Mo licked his lips.

He clearly remembered that the firewood room was in the northwest corner of the pawnshop, far away from the calligraphy and painting hall, how could it appear here?

Li Mo came to the edge of the courtyard, and the dense bones of the Shingon Sect were covered with flesh and blood.

He looked at the wooden door of the firewood room, there was a faint candle lamp illuminating the room, and there was indeed a strange smell unique to spiritual materials inside.

As soon as Li Mo stretched out his hand, his arm stretched out and directly smashed the wooden door.

The scene in the firewood room came into view, all kinds of inferior spiritual materials were piled up on the wall, and the rough estimate was that the number was more than a thousand.

It was obviously prepared by Tian Changwen and used by Li Mo to refine the lower grade magic weapon.

For Li Mo's sake of prudence, it should be enough to refine seventy or eighty low-grade magic weapons by sweeping away all the spiritual materials through the rhizomes of the evergreen tree.

After the spiritual materials were gone, there was another abrupt earthquake.

Li Mo stared at the firewood room, but saw that the house was directly pulled into the dense fog by something, and disappeared in front of him in an instant.

"It's ......"

Li Mo's expression was complicated, the vibration was actually caused when the house moved, it seemed that there were flesh and blood tentacles dragging the house, Tian Changwen and Shi Ji completely disrupted the architectural layout of Rongzhen.

He couldn't help but look at the sky where day and night were indistinguishable.

The building was sat by the monk alone, and Tian Changwen and the two could move the building at will.

If nothing else, Tian Changwen's beast cultivator occupies the eastern district of Rongzhen, and the puppet cultivator to which Shi Ji belongs occupies the western area of Rongzhen.

Isn't this move by the two equivalent of turning the town into a chessboard for the game?

More than a dozen inner door beasts turned into resource points for the two parties to compete for, adding a lot of variables to this chess game, and Li Mo's scalp was numb.

Tian Changwen is the attack, and Shiji is the defense.

If Tian Changwen spends too many chess pieces on the inner gate trickster somewhere, and Shi Ji spends less chess pieces to make the former unable to attack for a long time, it is likely to cause the former to collapse.

"What an eye-opener."

The complexity of the chess game can be imagined, even if the chess pieces of both sides have obvious strength and weakness, but until the end, the outcome is unknown.

Li Mo shook his head helplessly, the chess piece he played seemed to be "baggage", that is, the logistics soldier responsible for manufacturing equipment on the ancient battlefield.

In fact, it is a universal chess piece.

can refine weapons, can heal, and can participate in the encirclement and suppression of the inner gate beasts.

The medical hall where Han Cai is located should belong to the neutral chess piece "doctor", and he will not directly intervene in the game, but trouble is definitely indispensable.

Li Mo informed Han Cai of his conjecture, and then kept refining the magic weapon.

He didn't know Tian Changwen's requirements for lower-grade magic weapons, but since they were used for his own forces, they needed to be at least three refining or more to be reliable.

(End of chapter)