Along the road on the middle floor, you can also see instrument repair stalls selling flesh and limb magic weapons, but most of them are of low quality, and they are all low-grade magic weapons for hand practice.

At the same time, Li Mo also noticed that some stores are specifically responsible for human sales.

Mortals with Dao bodies are all worth thousands of gold.

The port puts all the dirty things in the dark on the bright side, which can attract a steady stream of scattered cultivators to come to the Ziqi faction.

The environment on the middle floor has improved a lot, the streets are paved with brass bricks, and every few meters there are plants and trees that release spiritual energy.

Those who live in the middle of the floor either belong to a certain shop, or they are either rich or expensive.

But no matter what, there was always fear in the eyes of the scattered cultivators when they looked at Li Mo, after all, the Ziqi Sect controlled the absolute power of the port.

Repairs will also maintain balance, and they all know the importance of the port to them.

"Guest officer, take a ride?"

The lower half of the loose cultivation was transformed into a four-legged one, and the structure that looked like a tool and a non-instrument looked very strange, pulling the carriage and stopping in place.

Seeing that Li Mo was a little hesitant, he said, "You are an instrument cultivator, you can just say hello wherever you go, and you don't need to spend spirit stones." ”

"That's fine, cloudy everything."

"Okay."

Li Mo got into the carriage, and the horseman took half a pillar of incense to the destination, and it can be seen that it is not easy for Sanxiu to survive in the port.

The shop where the mass grave incinerator is resident is in the remote area of the southeast corner of the middle floor.

The plaque is engraved with the words "Turbid Everything".

The cultivation of instruments is very scattered, the shops specialize in providing raw materials for each refining shop, and the spiritual materials planted in the mass burial incinerator are mainly of the genus Jinhuo Yin, which has certain limitations.

Li Mo realized that the mass burial incinerator was relatively poor in the upper grade Taoist system in the lower three districts, perhaps due to the inaction of Qiongshan.

The Taoist system relied on the cultivation of spiritual materials to make a living, which means that the income from mass burials and incinerators is very simple.

Li Mo can also understand Qiongshan's laissez-faire behavior, with Qiongshan's age, it is impossible to cultivate the weapon again, and it is difficult to operate the refining tool shop at the level of half a catty and eight taels.

It doesn't make much sense, the cake in the port has long been carved up.

Li Mo walked into the cloudy world, and there were two guys in the shop.

After he revealed the identity of the disciples of the mass burial incinerator, he was led to the inner room of the shop, and the attitude of the man was even a little panicked.

The Dao system recruits casual cultivators as partners, and there is no need to pay spirit stones.

Just teach the technique of comparing the chicken ribs of the instrument cultivation, and the guy is equivalent to the miscellaneous disciple of the sub-instrument faction, and his status is not high but stable.

Li Mo frowned slightly.

The shop didn't see anything unusual, and I didn't know if the scourge of phosphorescent invasion of the mass burial incinerator had been solved by the quilt pie.

"It shouldn't be, there is a Yuan Infant Cultivator on the top floor of the port, and it is impossible for the mother furnace to allow phosphorescence to affect the foundation of the sect."

Li Mo pondered for a while and came to the back room of the store.

After waiting for most of the incense, as a smell of sulfur permeated, an old man with a severely rotten appearance slowly walked towards Li Mo.

The old man's surname was "Zhong", and his back was transplanted with volcanic-like external organs similar to tortoise shells, and the disciples of the mass burial incinerator called him Zhong Lao.

Zhong Lao had already reached the Ning Dan stage, but the death and illness had destroyed the foundation, and there was no hope of breaking through the Hua Dan stage, so he simply stayed in the port.

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

Smoke gushed from his throat, and a few pieces of metal flesh spat out of his mouth.

The moment Zhong Lao noticed Li Mo, a trace of indescribable consternation flashed in his eyes, but he was soon forcibly suppressed by him.

Li Mo always felt that Zhong Lao seemed to recognize him, but he didn't hide it too much, and he always showed people in the port as a newcomer.

The identity of the old human skin is a monk of Jiedan, and the new human skin is a Qingtian Daoist, but in his impression, he has never seen Zhong Lao.

"Junior Li Mo, I hope my seniors will take care of me a little bit."

Li Mo handed the bear liver wine prepared in advance to Zhong Lao.

After 10 years of brewing, the bear liver finally has a tendency to get rid of the rancid smell and has a faint medicinal aroma.

Zhong Lao just wanted to refuse, but when he saw that the wine was amber, the ghost sent him to take it.

Li Mo took the opportunity to look at Zhong Lao, and after seeing no trace of phosphorescence, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, indicating that it was still very safe in the port.

"Drinks, it's kind of what I like haha."

Zhong Lao took a sip of wine, and his cloudy eyes widened.

Although there is an inexplicable strange smell in the drink, as soon as it enters the stomach, it is released by the high temperature of the mother furnace.

In addition, the wine also has the effect of nourishing the lungs, making the organs extremely comfortable.

Zhong Lao carefully put away the bear liver wine, his forehead became hot, and wisps of white smoke came out, completely dissipating the smell of wine.

"Li Mo, you have a heart, I don't know what kind of wine it is?"

"Bear... Jin Qiong wine is brewed with the best medium-grade spiritual material Yan Ruyu. ”

Seeing this, Zhong Lao took out the wine jug suspiciously, looked at it in the candlelight, and muttered words like strange in his mouth.

"It's good wine, but Li Mo, you just finished building the foundation, and you came to the port before you even chose your major exercises, are you too anxious?"

Li Mo said with a sloppy look: "The resources of the younger generation are limited, so I want to earn some spirit stones first." ”

After the foundation is built, it is necessary to abandon the sub-instrument to protect the Heart Sutra and choose the appropriate exercises to enter the Tao according to the Dao body and spiritual power.

Qiongshan helped him delineate five good exercises by giving people simple annotations.

Li Mo looked through them one by one, but the instrument cultivation method inevitably required the transformation of the body, so he had been planning and was not in a hurry to practice.

Zhong Lao shook his head again and again, "You are not a Qingtian Dao person under the throne of the Dome Mountain, if you want to marry Dan and become a baby, you have to take your time step by step......"

Li Mo looked helpless, listening to Zhong Lao's babbling narration, but he couldn't interrupt, so he could only answer the call.

He thought of phosphorescent and asked along the topic of Zhong Lao: "Zhong Lao, the younger generation has not returned to Taoism for a while, how is the recent situation of the mass burial incinerator good?" ”

Li Mo deliberately walked to the port, otherwise it would definitely not take half a month, just to wait for the phosphorescent matter to end.

"The output of spiritual materials is getting smaller and smaller, and the quality of the batch brought two days ago has also declined, maybe it's because of the mountain protection array, and I specially let the old man go back to the mountain gate......"

Li Mo just wanted to ask, but Zhong Lao had already waved his hand and said no more.

It seems that after the phosphorescent light destroyed the magic circle of the Xinggong Temple, seeing that he did not find his figure, he should have withdrawn from the range of the mass burial incinerator.

To be on the safe side, he still stayed in the port to practice honestly, and waited until he confirmed that Qiongshan was fine, and then considered whether he should go back to the mountain gate.

"Elder Zhong, I came to the port to lease a shop to do some small refining business."

"Oh?"

Zhong Lao touched his metal beard and nodded: "I didn't expect that you are not very old, and you can refine weapons, which is really good." ”

"The rules of mass burial incinerator are very simple, you can choose to hand over 50% of the store's income to Shanmen, but if the income is too small, the mass burial incinerator is eligible to get the store back."

"The other is a medium-grade spirit stone every day."

Li Mo hesitated slightly, Zhong Lao sighed and continued: "That's it, for the sake of having an eye for you." ”

"I will lease the store to you for 100 days, and after 100 days, you will come according to the income."

"Thank you, senior."

Seeing that there was such a good thing, Li Mo must have agreed immediately, and took out a pot of crystal clear brain wine by the way.

"I also have to remind you that there is a lot of competition in the port for refiners, and there are even auctions for flesh and limb magic weapons, and it is difficult for low-grade refiners to make a name for themselves in the port."

Zhong Lao wanted to persuade Li Mo to sell alcohol instead, but the latter insisted on doing so, so he didn't say more.

"There is a record of the location of the store, go ahead, don't hinder the old man from drinking."

Zhong Lao picked up the brain-making wine and took another sip, then threw out the human Jane, his face flushed, and his expression was intoxicated and he smelled the wine.

Li Mo no longer bothered Zhong Lao, and walked quickly outside the store after thanking him many times.

At the moment when he turned around, the drunkenness on Zhong Lao's face was swept away, and he stared at the back of Li Mo leaving with an extremely gloomy face.

"Damn it."

"It is indeed the blue sky of the five realms."

"Qingtian appeared in the port, when Lao Tzu returned to the mountain gate a few days ago, what kind of ghost did he see that Qingtian was incarnated?"

Zhong Lao sighed deeply, pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Keep it as it is, eighty percent of them did it, it's really crazy." ”

He knew that Li Mo might have escaped from the mass grave incinerator because of that inexplicable danger, and the horror involved was terrifying.

That's the fairy light from the Nine Shadows.

"Qingtian, Qingtian, you just stay in the shop and practice, since you have five bodies, where do you need to refine tools to earn spirit stones."

Zhong Lao was afraid that Li Mo would make some moves, and he couldn't keep the rare Five Dao Body Tianjiao at all.

Even if there is the blessing of the mother furnace, the rest of the Dao system cannot let Li Mo change the court, but the value of the five Dao bodies lies in the vision of becoming a baby, and it is completely possible to "invite" him back to the mountain gate.

"It shouldn't be, Qingtian has the Five Dao Body, which doesn't mean that the refining talent is outstanding......"

"Wait, where did he learn his wine-making skills, and I haven't seen a similar wine in the Ziqi Sect, is it possible that the Five Dao Bodies can draw inferences from one another and create their own wine recipe?"

Zhong Lao's heart was beating wildly, and there was an unspeakable badness.

He chased him out and wanted to leave Li Mo in the shadows, but the latter had disappeared.

Zhong Lao had no choice but to contact the rest of the Yuan Infant of the Mass Burial Furnace, those ancestors had been sleeping for many years, and they could foresee that the port would become turbulent for a period of time in the future.

Li Mo took a carriage and came to the idle shop according to the address of Renjian, and found that the surrounding lot was close to the entrance and exit of the ground floor.

Although the flow of people is okay, the purchasing power of casual cultivation for physical limb magic tools is limited.

Compared with the refining shop, in fact, it is more appropriate to be a wine shop, but the cycle of winemaking is too long, and you have to take the road of small profits and quick turnover, which is thankless.

Li Mo came to the store, and there were only a few rows of wooden shelves on the third floor.

He took care of it distractedly, and at the same time engraved the plaque in front of the door with the words "Four Seas Refinery Shop" and hung a notice to recruit men.

The name Sihai has the meaning of four-legged mountains and seas, just to leave a thought.

He closed his eyes and prepared for the surgery to transform his body, and the other two spells were unexpected, involving bones and facial features.

………

The port is full of people.

The Four Seas Refinery Shop did not attract the attention of the monks passing by.

According to the information in the notice, the mass burial incinerator to which the shop belongs was opened by the disciples of the sect, and they understood that this Dao did not raise a refiner, and the applicant might not be able to be a few days.

After becoming a fellow of a certain Daotong, the shops of the other Daotongs are no longer welcome.

Only one of the monks stared at the notice, his eyes full of surprise, and his mutilated body had to rely on a wooden staff to move.

(End of chapter)