After the end of the beast disaster, the rebuilding of Molten Town was completed in half a year.

The new green bricks and whitewashed courtyard walls make the melt town a little more vibrant, and there is no original depression at all.

At the same time, the shop of the animal cultivator began to recruit apprentices in large quantities.

The threshold for the cultivation of the later generations was extremely low, and it was foreseeable that the number of beast cultivators would rise within a hundred years.

Li Mo walked on the streets of Rongzhen, and the nearby monks cast fearful glances.

He couldn't help but mock.

The puppet cultivators have been driven to the city on the back side of the mountain, which is a bit ridiculous to say, and the molten town in a corner of the country has been divided into three areas.

Beast repair area, puppet repair area, inner city.

If the Sub-Weapon Sect was planning to make Molten Town infighting, it was clear that they did, and the next thousand years would be extremely chaotic.

Tian Changwen seems to have an absolute advantage on the surface, but in fact, he can't stifle puppet cultivation at all, and it can be seen from the black market that multi-limb exercises have been rampant in casual cultivation.

The essential drawbacks have not been solved, and the blood of the beasts is really to quench the thirst of the plum.

Li Mo had no reason to continue to stay in Rongzhen, he was not interested in the blood of the hundred beasts, and it was the right way to go to the Multi-Limb Mountain to attack the False Dan Stage.

He had already said goodbye to Han Cai, just wanting to take a look at the eccentricity of the inner city.

Li Mo came to the outer part of the inner city wall, and there were beast cultivators with hot faces standing around him, and the general realm was in the middle of the weak crown, and there were many discussions among themselves.

He remembered his days in the Black Wind Ridge, and those believers were so fanatical, and the Molten Town had long since changed its taste.

A moment later, officers and soldiers escorted twenty iron cages covered with black cloth.

Li Mo was noncommittal, according to the rules of the beast calamity, only if an inner door beast died, the corresponding inheritance quota would be vacated.

Counting the slaughterhouse, Tian Changwen disposed of only ten beast disasters, and many of the twenty beasts were definitely arranged with secret hands.

Thinking about it, how could Tian Changwen's heart be satisfied with the limited blood body of a hundred beasts, and the exploration of the inner city was inevitable.

Knock Knock......

The officers and soldiers struck the iron cage with the hilt of their swords, and then lifted the black cloth, and the beasts inside were of different species, and they were all in the prime of life.

Far from being timid, the beast showed a smiling expression.

Tian Changwen walked out of the crowd.

"Thousands of years ago, Rongzhen was an immortal sect where beast cultivation was dominant, but our Dao lineage was left in the inner city."

His abdomen had doubled in size, making his skin tense, and his belly seemed to have a baby's palm squirming as he walked.

"For our beast cultivators, the blood body of a hundred beasts is the path to becoming an immortal left over from the ages."

The beast cultivators listened to the words of the shopkeeper Tian, and the reverence in their eyes was indescribable.

In their cognition, they can't break through the bottleneck, because they are limited by their qualifications.

If you have the acquired Dao body, you can naturally compare to the Daozi, and the knot is not out of reach.

After the beasts were not restrained by the cage, they did not panic in the slightest, but moved in place eagerly.

The gate then opened through a crack, still tread by wild beasts, and then slowly closed.

The beast cultivator let out a burst of cheers, and those old and weak crown stage consummation monks could no longer hold back the throbbing in their hearts.

Li Mo had some memories of the Book of Creation in his head.

It was the scene when the newly promoted core disciples went to the inner gate, and the False Dan Stage Elder stood on the top of the mountain and watched them with a relieved gaze.

Li Mo looked at the mist-shrouded inner city again, and only the strange beast roar sounded.

Seeing this, he turned around and left, and his leakless body completely restrained his aura, and ordinary people would only think that he was a monk of the general horn period.

"Old man Tian Changwen, I assure you that the beast cultivation will inevitably ......"

Tian Changwen recounted the benefits of the blood body of the hundred beasts, and Yu Guang inadvertently glanced at Li Mo, with no intention of stopping the latter from leaving.

The shadow of the city wall pressed on them, and Li Mo walked towards the warm sun of the scorching sun, and disappeared at the end of the street in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Li Mo left the city, he chose to ride the mist and hurry.

The magic weapon wraps the whole body, and it is difficult for the naked eye to detect it after it is submerged in the clouds, even if the speed of the mist and the sky is definitely not comparable to the Kun Whale.

Li Mo cultivated cross-legged, occasionally distracted to check the situation in the outside world.

He found that the beasts in the barren mountains and mountains had become rarer, indicating that after the beast disaster, a large number of beasts tried to rush into the molten town.

After Li Mo traveled for two days, he had not yet reached the range of Duolimb Mountain, and he had already smelled the rust smell unique to heavy metals in his nose.

The proportion of haze and fog aura in the air is also increasing.

Li Mo's brows furrowed tightly, and his first reaction was not joy, but an indescribable chill, and he couldn't help but speed up the sky.

The silhouette of the multi-limbed mountain loomed in the distance, and the circle that covered the peak was gone, allowing the elevation to continue to grow.

In the long run, the scope of influence of the Multi-Limb Mountain will inevitably involve the entire Heart Beast Realm.

Li Mo shook his head helplessly.

The multi-limbed mountain is indeed the trend of the times, after all, the resources produced by the medicinal field are also of great use to beast cultivation, and Tian Changwen has no reason to stop it.

Besides, the so-called Lock Mountain Formation can ban the Multi-Limb Mountain for a few years?

Li Mo felt more and more that Tian Changwen was a praying mantis in front of the wheel, and no matter how much he planned, he couldn't change the ending.

He put away the mist and no longer concealed his whereabouts to summon the whale.

"Although I am not optimistic about Tian Changwen, I have to admit that now the beast cultivator is the master of the hundreds of miles of land."

"Going to the fox and fake the tiger is a complete waste of Daozi's identity."

Li Mo only needs to show his value and tell the big and small forces that he has the potential to form a pill, and those rare resources will be sent to the Shanhai Taoist Temple through various channels.

Airplanes......

The giant beast of more than ten meters shuttled through the sky, and the aftermath generated by the flicking of its tail made the clouds within 100 meters come to naught.

The Shanhai Market at the bottom of Duolimb Mountain is still full of people.

"Mountains and seas... Layman!! ”

After hearing the whale chirping, the cultivators came outside to look at the sky, and a whale with wings swooped down within a few breaths.

They subconsciously used their spiritual power, and just before the whale was about to approach the market, the giant beast turned into mist and burrowed into Li Mo's skin.

Li Mo landed lightly, and everywhere he passed was silent.

He took a deep breath, and the pores of his whole body frantically absorbed the rich haze aura, and the four bodies seemed to be cheering.

The long-lost blessed land, the cave heaven.

It wasn't until he entered the Hongxing Refinery Shop that the Shanhai Market resumed its liveliness, but the topics of casual cultivation were all around Li Mo.

The news of the beast disaster had already spread to the Shanhai Market.

It is said that Li Mo sat alone outside the Black Wind Ridge, and the puppet cultivator who killed him was terrified, and even now he can hear the sound of a terrible ghost crying outside the mansion of that big family.

No one cares whether the rumors are true or not, and they want to take the opportunity to make friends with the mountain and sea residents.

Li Mo went straight to the back room of the refining shop, where the Futu monk was chatting with Zhao Zhu, and when he saw him, he arranged a soundproof magic circle.

"Li Mo, you are really, afraid that others will not know that you are in the Multi-Limb Mountain?"

The Futu monk smiled, and Zhao Zhu lowered his head and left.

Zhao Zhu had an irrepressible rancid smell all over his body, and it was obvious that he had not survived the death of the total horn period, and he was a little ashamed to face Li Mo.

His face was not as immature as it once was, and he was dressed like a rich man.

Everyone has their own fate, compared to the Niujia villagers who grow crops in the fields, Zhao Zhu has actually glorified his ancestors, and not surviving death and illness does not mean that he cannot build a foundation, but he has to rely on the pile of pills.

Li Mo patted Zhao Zhu on the shoulder and sat in front of the Futu monk.

"I handed over your two clansmen to Zhao Zhu to be controlled, but I also know that Li Qingfang has a weak personality, and Li Zhuang is embarrassed by alienation in a short period of time."

Li Mo did not arrange the work of the Shanhai Market for Li Qingfang's brothers and sisters, but only informed the two of them the specific location of the multi-limb mountain, but they didn't expect the brothers and sisters to really come to Futu Jushi.

Whether they can gain a foothold in the Shanhai market depends on themselves.

Futu Jushi took a sip of tea, "Li Mo, you are in the Shanhai Market, I should try to break through the Fake Dan Stage within five years." ”

He asked Han Cai about the recent situation of the two of them, and learned that Hu Wen was dying and sick, and after Han Cai was seriously injured and did not recover, he put down the teacup with a smile.

The Futu monk sighed and took out a storage bag from his arms.

"Among the resources you want, the grass and trees are simple, but it's a pity that there are only multi-limbed ...... on the market."

At the beginning, Tian Changwen wanted to control the outflow of multi-limb exercises at the auction, but now even the exercises of the false pill period have been popularized.

How much Shi Ji has contributed to this, only she knows.

Li Mo took the storage bag and found that there were three multi-limb exercises, and there was also an ordinary exercise with incomplete content.

There are different ways to break through the false pill period, and the most evil "Ten Thousand Hands Transformation Dao Wonderful Body Dafa" is to transplant one's own arm to a newborn baby.

When the baby is five years old, take it off and use the vitality contained in the arm to break through the bottleneck.

"Huh?"

"Senior Futu, have you really found an alchemy?"

"It's not orthodox alchemy, it's an evil way that Sanxiu came up with."

Li Mo couldn't help but be interested, and only after careful questioning did he learn that this method came from a certain liquor shop in the black market, and it was a very clever branch of alchemy.

【Corpse Drinking Law】

The corpse wine method is to use the corpse of the monk who is decomposed but not damaged after death, put the corresponding spiritual materials in his stomach, and ferment and fuse them with the help of corpse qi.

The benefit is that as long as the stomach of the corpse is intact, the medicinal properties of the wine will increase slightly over time.

The disadvantage is also obvious, after the wine is no longer sealed, the medicinal properties will be lost in a few days.

Li Mo didn't need medicine and wine to assist in his cultivation, but he thought of the mass grave of the Yin Peak, and those thirty corpses seemed to be able to make full use of it.

Whether it is in the mountain and sea market, or in the unknown territory to which it will be traveled in the future, medicinal liquor may be able to sell for a large price.

The supernatural grain eater Chang also has room to play.

Li Mo couldn't wait to return to the medicine field on the third floor of Duolimb Mountain, the four-legged Taoist temple was taken care of by Song Liang, and the fields were not deserted.

He said hello to Song Liang and hurriedly retreated.

When the Dao species absorbed the Four Exercises and the Corpse Wine Method, it immediately gave birth to a trend of transformation, and even the Heart Sutra with the Five Poisons and Five Spirits was different.

The perfection of the Primordial Dao to the exercises is not achieved in one handful, not to mention that it still involves the False Dan Period, and I don't know how long it will take.

Li Mo closed his eyes and cultivated, and he was only one or two percent away from filling the middle dantian.

(End of chapter)