The turmoil of the alchemy competition has come to an end for the time being.

Half a day has passed, and all the damaged buildings in the port have been restored, and in the highly productive immortal cultivation world, it is easy to rebuild.

The port was once again in a bustling city, and Li Mo's two shops became the beneficiaries.

The number of flesh limbs is limited every day, and no matter how many monks come, it is useless, but Castle Peak Wine Shop makes a lot of money from it.

The drinkers thought that there would be a shortage of corpse wine at the Castle Peak Wine Store for the time being.

But the corpse wine was still on the shelves, and the monks had already realized that there were a large number of Danxiu corpses used to make wine.

And that's exactly what happened.

As soon as Jing Su's corpse entered the corpse mountain, it turned into a 20-meter giant burial bag.

The production of corpse wine for one corpse alone can be compared to dozens of corpses before, but it can barely supply the growing demand.

After Li Mo and the others recovered from their injuries, they began to frantically absorb the more than thirty pills at hand.

The terrifying medicinal power poured into the corpse mountain, and the mountain range suddenly shook, and the high-grade magic weapon was hungry and thirsty to absorb the nutrients instilled.

A new secondary peak rises.

Li Mo's mind moved slightly, and he hurriedly used the medicinal power of Pei Yuan Fruit to assist, and after all the pills were exhausted, the transformation was successfully completed.

The barren mountain peaks have not yet fused with magic weapons, and there is no spiritual genus.

Li Mo was not in a hurry about the transformation of the corpse mountain, he opened his mouth and swallowed all the pills into his stomach, and the Dao seed suddenly became extremely active.

The haze and mist golden pill rotated rapidly, revealing countless mysterious lines on the surface.

What disappointed him was that because the spell information in Dan Xiu's memory overlapped, the effect was not as outstanding as expected.

Li Mo spent more than half a month to completely digest the pill, and there was still a third of the second crack in the Haze Mist Golden Pill.

Unless you can obtain the complete inheritance of the Dan Ghost Sect, there is not much point in hunting Dan Xiu.

Li Mo shook his head slightly.

The only thing I am fortunate about is that the process of establishing the cultivation period is very long, as long as I can improve the quality of the Haze Mist Golden Pill to Flawless before I am promoted to the Yuan Infant.

Li Mo's afterglow glanced at the spell Dao Hidden in the Firmament Mountain, but unfortunately, the cheap master didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and it was not good to break the ban rashly.

"Let's finish painting Tsing Yi first."

Li Mo already had an eyebrow for the main position on his chest, and as long as he expanded the tattoos on his shoulders, he immediately began to draw the tattoo of the main beast's head.

As soon as the painting of Tsing Yi is perfected, it can brand the body of the harvested beast as an innate Dao body.

He could see that after all, his tattoo beast was reliable, after all, it consumed unimaginable resources.

While painting Tsing Yi in the blink of an eye, Li Mo cultivated a treacherous beast with a tattoo on the main position.

It just so happened that a large number of birds and beasts were collected into the corpse mountain, and there were just beasts that met the conditions, so there was no need to rush to buy materials in the port market.

He was distracted by the fruit of the evergreen tree to sift through the beasts and pick out the most suitable beast blood for drawing tattoos.

Li Mo fell into a regular life, and there were no four seasons in the Ziqi Sect, and time seemed to exist at all in the neon ancient capital.

I don't know how long it has been, when the walls are covered with all kinds of drawings, Li Mo is sure in his heart, and he begins to perfect the tattoo pattern on his shoulders.

The transformation of the tattoo pattern on both shoulders involves cumbersome blood vessels and meridians.

Even if the body of the beast and the blood body of the beast complement each other, it does not mean that there is no conflict, and after all, it will have to grope forward little by little.

Every now and then there was a muffled sound in the retreat room.

Li Mo's skin and flesh were often damaged, and the pain spread to the vertebrae, all of which were supported by the medicinal power of Pei Yuan Fruit, so that it did not affect the tattoo beast.

He was extremely glad to have chosen Jin Toad.

The little guy's heart is relatively calm, he maintains his composure throughout the whole process, and even assists Li Mo, just like a stubborn stone that has not changed through the ages.

If it had been a mandrill, I am afraid that I would have been unable to help but make a fuss a long time ago.

In the end, there is no danger.

After the golden toad tattoo expands, the area covers most of the back, and the three-legged golden toad in it appears lifelike and intimidating.

Li Mo continued to perform mandrill tattoo surgery.

The retreat room became extremely noisy, and the mandrill would make a fuss from time to time, and the movement once penetrated into the lobby of the refining shop.

The monks all believed that Li Mo was taking advantage of his leisure time to create new beast heads and limbs.

It seems that for Qingtian Dao people, whether it is refining tools or brewing wine, they only need to allocate a little energy, and they will not delay their cultivation at all.

The movement has been going on for most of the year.

The Qingqiu Daoist did not ring the copper bell until he was sure that Li Mo had finished dealing with the matter at hand.

"Come in."

Qingqiu Daoren walked into the retreat room, and the smoke in the room dissipated, and he saw Li Mo shirtless, with hideous tattoos on his back.

Just on the chest, the tattoo should cover 80% of the whole body.

"Qingqiu, what's wrong?"

Qingqiu Daoren was stunned for a few moments, and then lowered his head and said, "There is news in the heart beast black market, and that loose cultivator is willing to make a trip." ”

"But he wants to get permission to sell bear liver wine on the ground floor of the port."

"Are you sure he's been to the Heart Beast Black Market?"

"Sure."

"Okay, after completing the commission, half of the bear liver wine in Castle Peak Wine Store will be divided, and this matter cannot be known to others."

Qingqiu Daoist immediately nodded in response, with such a big interest involved, it was no problem for Sanxiu to make a demon oath.

Li Mo threw a bone slip to the Qingqiu Daoist, "To the Futu monk of the Qinghonghua Building, you should know whose it is, right?" ”

The text in the bone slip is scrambled, but as long as you look at the meridian route of the blood body of the hundred beasts, you can get a glimpse of the complete content from it.

In addition to the supplement of the blood body of the hundred beasts, there is also an exercise in the content of the bone slip.

【Heart Sutra of the Five Gods】

The Five Divine Heart Sutra is a simplified version of the Five Poisons and Five Divine Heart Sutra, which is only sixty percent powerful, which is comparable to the ordinary practice level of the Ziqi School.

But there is no way, after all, the Five Poisons and Five Divine Heart Sutras have been perfected through the primordial Dao species, and only Li Mo's physique can be fully exerted.

The Five Divine Heart Sutras are suitable for animal cultivation, at least they can practice without any drawbacks to the consummation of the Dan, and the puppet cultivation can also be changed without damage.

Qingqiu Dao people trembled.

Even if there is already a guess in my heart, it is still extremely shocking after being confirmed.

Li Mo clicked on the eyebrows of the Qingqiu Daoist, instilled the content of the Five Divine Heart Sutra into the Mud Pill Palace, and then waved the latter out of the retreat room.

The strength of the Heart Beast Sect had indescribable benefits for him.

When a force reaches a sufficient scale, it will derive a huge amount of resources, just like the various branches of the Ziqi Sect.

The Heart Beast Sect will imitate the Dan Ghost Sect in the future, and it is not bad to be a merchant among various sects, and he can help Li Mo collect the Dao inheritance.

Not to mention, Han Cai has affection for Li Mo.

Li Mo continued his retreat.

In order to speed up the speed of perfecting the painting of Tsing Yi, he even did not hesitate to use a knife on himself, cutting open the flesh and skin on his chest to observe the flesh meridians.

Just when he cleared his mind and was about to draw a tattoo, he got the message of the old earth true king.

According to the meaning of the old soil Zhenjun, he hoped that Li Mo would return to the mountain gate before breaking through the false pill period, and prepare for the next Jinding Gate by the way.

Li Mo's expression was strange, because judging from the news he had learned from everywhere, several Dao Sects in the Eighth District had cultivated the Sect Pill one after another.

Let him go back and be promoted to the fake Dan period, which also means that he will be in the field.

I heard that the Jinding Gate of the Ziqi Sect, all the large and small mountain gates will be concentrated in the nine districts, and the strength of the disciples of each Dao Sect has a great impact.

If you perform well, it is not impossible for the Dao system to raise the level of the small world you are in.

At the beginning, the mass burial incinerator was the Shangpin Dao system of the ninth district, perhaps because the disciples under the sect were accustomed to farming, but they did not perform well in the Jinding Gate, so they were demoted to the eighth district.

"Let me suppress all the Dao Sect's Dan Cultivators, how is it possible?"

Li Mo couldn't help but be speechless, the old soil Zhenjun was really unkind, he regarded himself as one of ten people, and he couldn't wait to fight one against a hundred.

He ignored the old soil Zhenjun for the time being, and continued to paint the painting of Tsing Yi.

As for the main position of the chest.

Of course, the [Candle Dragon] with open eyes for day and closed eyes for night is the most suitable, which fits the black and white eyes and the eyes of the cave god.

There is an ancient book that says: "The god of Zhongshan is called Candle Dragon, which is regarded as day, sleep as night, blowing as winter, puff as summer, and breath as wind." ”

………

Heart Beast Black Market.

Compared to before the advent of the Sub-Weapon Sect, the Heart Beast Black Market was undoubtedly much more depressed.

The streets were dotted with figures, most of them fanatical followers of the Ziqi Sect, constantly muttering the words of the coming of the Qi Sect.

Originally, with the blessing of Molten Town, the heart beast black market was quite prosperous.

Now Tian Changwen is too busy to take care of himself, busy collecting the few remaining beast cultivators, and at the same time coercing and luring the puppet cultivators to attach themselves to Rongzhen.

It is inevitable that casual cultivation will find a way back, and it is common for them to venture out of the Heart Beast Realm.

Ma Xun looked around and saw that most of the black market shops were closed, and his steps couldn't help but quicken.

If it weren't for the entrustment of the Qingtian Dao people, he wouldn't have come to the heart beast black market, and the ghost place would have greatly discounted the value of the impurity spirit stones he earned.

Ma Xun came to the corner of the black market, and the dilapidated blue and red flower building came into view.

The plaque fell to the ground, and the warbler Yanyan inside had long since disappeared, and the lantern at the door was still shining.

Ma Xun pushed open the door and immediately smelled a strong smell of mold.

"Anyone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a human skin rushed from behind, if it weren't for the quick hands and eyes, I am afraid that the skin would burrow into the internal organs.

"Wait, I have no ill intentions, I'm here to find a Futu monk."

"What?"

The figure of the Futu monk appeared from the second floor of the Qinghonghua Building, his expression was slightly nervous, his body was full of rotten marks of different shades, and his eyes looked at Ma Xun randomly.

Ma Xun scolded a few times, and after confirming through the description of the Qingqiu Daoist, he threw out his bones and walked easily, not wanting to stay in the heart beast black market for a long time.

The Futu monk took the bone slip and couldn't help coughing.

Wriggling maggots erupted from his mouth and nose, indicating that his body was on the verge of collapse, and the erosion from death and disease was pervasive.

"There are more thieves, more than avenues, more than ...... thieves"

The Futu monk burst into laughter, for since the defeat of the Yudan, he had given up on resisting death and allowed himself to decay.

And Hu Wen is still dying and ill and has not yet come out, Han Cai is drumming for the blood of a hundred beasts, and now the molten town is somewhat in name only.

When the Futu monks saw the bone tablets, they felt an inexplicable attraction.

Consciousness is just coming into contact with the bones.

The madness on the face of the Futu monk was swept away, and then his face was incredulous.

The beginning of the bone is a sentence that others can't understand, but it makes it difficult for him to control his ecstasy for a while.

"There are four-legged beasts, born in the mountains and seas."

Futu Jushi recalled Han Cai's words: "After Li Mo disciples become immortals and attain Taoism, they will never forget you and me in the quagmire. ”

"The Heart Beast Sect is coming back......"

(End of chapter)