The beast's tail was like a staircase to the top of the mountain, and one by one the figures walked along the road towards the town behind them, behaving cautiously.

There are also casual cultivators who don't open their eyes, driving the magic weapon and rushing straight to the town.

But they didn't know that they were no different from mosquitoes in the eyes of a toad.

Sou.

The sound of breaking the air sounded.

The straw-shaped tongue flashed, and the scattered cultivation in mid-air did not know where to go, only the magic weapon lost its spiritual power and fell to the ground.

The toad still looked lazy after swallowing a few people, lying dormant in place.

Seeing this, the crowd continued to walk towards the town, and could see a stone monument standing at the gate of the city, which was clearly engraved with the words "Qinghongfang".

Qinghongfang is actually not a loose black market, it is a drug cultivation force that has suddenly become famous in the past hundred years, and the founder is unknown.

It is characterized by the poisonous beast that carries the mountain gate.

No one knows whether the poisonous beast is a strange thing or a flesh puppet that has been refined, only that the nature of the poisonous beast is to track spiritual materials.

Poisonous beasts will wander all over the world, going to the blessed land cave where the poisonous spiritual materials gather.

What shocked many scattered cultivators was that there were a total of twelve poisonous beasts controlled by Qinghongfang, as if they had appeared in the immortal cultivation realm overnight.

The Toad Qinghongfang is called [Poison Clothing], and the toxicity released is the lightest, so it attracts countless scattered cultivation forces.

There are even immortal cultivators who carry mortal relatives.

"Quack."

The sound of a toad sounded.

Because of the lack of Li Mo's source, the poisonous spiritual materials in the valley have become sparse, and the new vegetation is generally not up to the level of spiritual materials.

In the busy time of the farmer in Xiong Shou's body, it took ten days to collect all the resources.

They spent long hours in the poisonous smoke that corroded their flesh, and instead of being poisoned, their skin became as tough as cowhide.

How to say it, it seems that the martial arts of the mortal world have gone further.

When the bear-headed farmer pushed the cart and transported the resources into the poison-clothed Qinghongfang, the toad poisonous beast suddenly became ready to move.

"Quack."

The crowd on the body of the giant beast coincidentally lay on the ground, the monk used his spiritual power to protect himself, and the mortal fixed to the toad's body with the help of hooks and cables, as if he had a premonition of this.

"Quack."

The toad beast moved to the mouth of the valley, burying its head in the poisonous smoke of it, its twisted face full of greed and madness.

A moment later.

Not satisfied with the nutrients brought by the poisonous smoke, the toad beast couldn't help but open its mouth, stick its tongue into the valley, and lick the toxins everywhere.

Onlookers were slightly surprised.

In their impression, the poisonous beast would only show an uncontrollable gaffe when faced with the high-grade spiritual material of the poison genus.

The blessed land cave formed in the valley is only beginning to take shape at best, and even medium-grade spiritual materials are extremely rare, how can it attract poisonous beasts to be unbearable, it is really strange.

There were a few fox head poison cultivators who rummaged through the valley, and when they saw that there was nothing unusual, they couldn't do it.

They didn't know that the culprit, Li Mo, had already stepped on the poisonous beast, just like walking through the scaly tail on the ground.

Li Mo's image is like a charlatan.

He was dressed in an old Taoist robe, with a hat on top of his head that was casually shading, and a blue-faced fanged alien beast mandrill squatted on his shoulder.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

The mandrill hugged Li Mo's head, looking left and right excitedly.

For it, the smoke and dust that permeated the Poison Cloak Green Red Fang couldn't smell better, and the aura produced by the toad poisonous beast at all times was even more tempting.

It was only because of Li Mo's side that the mandrill did not unscrupulously absorb the poisonous spiritual energy.

"What the hell is the fourth senior sister doing?"

Li Mo swept over the mortals who transplanted the beast head, and they all had traces of cultivation.

"Weird, it's weird, what kind of poison cultivation inheritance is it?"

It is difficult for Li Mo to associate poison cultivation with the beast head, but the two are closely related, and the requirements for cultivation are also very low.

Along the way, the beast-headed farmers have all started the poison cultivation method.

There may be only one pill left from the total angle period.

Li Mo felt more and more that the poison cultivation inheritance of the Poison Clothes Qinghongfang was suitable for the mandrill, and after obtaining it, it would allow the latter to practice.

"Wow."

The mandrill pointed to the stone monument of Qinghongfang, and the town was already close at hand.

Li Mo nodded secretly, his pace quickened and he didn't enter the Qinghong Fang, and the long-lost fireworks in the world came to his face, making him feel in a trance for a moment.

Qinghongfang can be described as bizarre.

There are ordinary stalls in the black market to sell loose cultivators, and there are also people with animal heads and human bodies running for life, and the transformation surgeries that are prevalent in the port of the Ziqi faction can also be seen everywhere.

"I eat three and a half catties of meat a day, and I don't want to be a Qingfang person."

There are butcher vendors wielding butcher knives and opening their mouths with the sound of knives, attracting passers-by.

Li Mo glanced at the butcher's pig's head, as if he had come to a ghost market in Liaozhai's strange stories, where a group of spirits learned to sell their heads.

He walked through the busy streets.

Some cultivators noticed the mandrill on Li Mo's shoulder, and his expression showed an irrepressible heat, and he motioned for his companions to follow Li Mo together.

The mandrill did not deliberately absorb the aura, but it was inevitable that it would swallow and vomit between its mouth and nose.

"Strange beasts."

"If it can be cultivated for more than ten years and reach the third or fourth layer of the total angle period, it is worth a lot."

"Even if it's for sale, I think it's at least worth that amount."

Sanxiu secretly gestured with his own gestures, and his pace suddenly accelerated.

Just as they were gradually approaching Li Mo, the mandrill monster laughed and spat out, and the foul-smelling spit sprayed precisely on the faces of several loose cultivators.

Before they had time to react, the poison was already all over the internal organs.

"Ah......h

After lacking the spiritual power provided by Li Mo, although the cultivation of the mountain mandrill was only one level in the total horn stage, its strength was not something that ordinary monks could touch.

The poison alone is enough for the monk to eat a pot.

Passers-by didn't care about it in the slightest.

In the poison clothes Qinghongfang, countless people are poisoned every day, and the proportion of monks even far exceeds that of mortals.

Mortals are almost immune to poison after animal head surgery, and monks maintain human heads.

Li Mo gave Shanxiao a brainstorm, and walked straight into a medical hall, and from the patients who came and went, he could see that business was good on weekdays.

Some people in the hospital hall are shouting, "Jiuqiaomen Market Medical Building, skillful hands, color buildings opposite, embroidery beckoning, covering the ...... of the day"

Li Mo met the mortal who had just done the transplantation of the beast's head.

Because of the rejection of the body, blood is constantly oozing out of the neck of mortals, and the crystal clear brain marrow flows from time to time in the nasal cavity.

A familiar old voice came out of the room in the medical hall.

"What are you in a hurry, do you know how busy I am, old man?"

"Do you really think it's easy to change heads?"

……

The corners of Li Mo's mouth twitched.

He ignored the medical fellows who came forward to ask, and a few dodged to the back room, and the movement of cutting skulls was endless.

An old Taoist who is half human and half spider is flexibly using a saw, and the glass jar in front of him is full of the heads of the mountain monarch.

"Master Han, shouldn't you stay in the port to open a medical center, how did you come to Qinghongfang?"

Han Cai's movements froze, and the doctors and patients lying flat on the bed let out a terrible scream, and it was not until the heads were separated that they were completely quiet.

He didn't need to look back, after all, there was only one person who called himself Master Han.

Han Cai motioned for the medical hall guy to leave, and then sighed: "Hey, you also know the situation in the port, and you don't panic every day." ”

"It's really tiring."

I haven't seen Han Cai for a long time, and his cultivation has made a lot of progress, and he is only half a step away from the infant crying stage, and there is still hope that he will break the pill and become a baby in the future.

Li Mo wanted to speak and stopped.

After he saw the toad poisonous beast from afar, he sent a message to contact the Futu monk, and learned the origin of the poison-clothed Qinghongfang from the latter's mouth.

The Heart Beast Sect did not miss the opportunity, and specially sent some of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce to it.

Generally speaking, the movement of poisonous beasts is traceable.

As long as you spend spirit stones to buy the poison cultivation, it is not difficult to find the blessed land cave where the poisonous beast is located.

What Li Mo didn't expect was that it was Han Cai who led the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce to Qinghongfang, and his old man was really energetic.

In addition to the medical hall, there is also a wine shop next door that belongs to the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce.

"Aoyama."

Han Cai hesitated for a few breaths, and did not call Li Mo by his name, after all, the latter's current image is the "Qingshan Old Man" of the Yuan Infant Beast Cultivator.

While dealing with the operation, he lowered his voice and said, "The inheritance of the poison suit is very interesting, I think it is conducive to the promotion of beast cultivation to the Yuan Infant." ”

"It's a pity that the exercises are in the hands of several forces in Qinghongfang, and let's do it."

"I don't know why I had to transplant my head."

While speaking, Han Cai took out the patient's brain tissue completely, and then meticulously modified the distribution of cranial nerves.

"It's ......"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows and observed Han Cai's every move.

The mandrill shoved his right hand into his mouth, his eyes rolling, staring at his toxin-stained brain, not knowing what to think.

Han Cai deliberately blocked the mandrill, and always felt that the latter had a little appetite.

"The local poison cultivators collectively refer to this kind of exercise as the poison clothing gong, which is similar to the martial arts of the mortal world, and the entry is the transformation of the brain."

Li Mo looked at the brain tissue and quickly saw the clue.

"It's kind of interesting, indeed."

His previous interest in the Poison Cloth Gong was based on the creation of the Mandrill Technique, but now he felt that it was likely to be of great use to him.

After a mortal enters the poison coat technique, his brain will instinctively control the flesh and blood all over his body.

Whenever they breathe in poisonous smoke, the five internal organs, the eight meridians and eight veins will react, and the subconscious will carry out simple exhalation.

It is no wonder that the peasant family stayed in the valley for a long time, and the flesh grew.

However, Li Mo still didn't understand why brain transformation involved transplanting animal heads, and the two were completely unrelated.

Han Cai was a little regretful, "It's a pity that I have limited access to the poison clothing skills, and the Jinhong Pavilion only has the basic martial arts iron thorn and authorizes us to perform the operation." ”

"Confinement?"

Usually the enclosure where wild animals are kept is called a confinement house, also known as a hunting garden.

Han Cai sneered, "That group of beast head poison cultivators claim to be self-reliant, even our beast cultivators are not proud of beasts, it's really ridiculous." ”

"Qingshan, if you want to leave Qinghongfang, just do it as soon as possible, stay until the poisonous beast travels, and if you don't want to close the mountain gate for several years in a row."

Li Mo nodded and fell into deep thought.

The reason why the Poison Clothes Green and Red Workshop can attract a large number of mortals to cross the mountains and mountains is mainly because the threshold for teaching poison clothes in the confinement hall is very low.

Mortals generally have no way to cultivate immortals, and even if they change their heads, they are willing.

On the contrary, if the monk wants to join the Prison Hall, he has to go through a lot of screening before Han can get the authorization of the Prison Hall, and it still depends on the amazing success rate of the operation.

"Could it be that the fourth senior sister is planning to establish a Taoist system in the outside world?"

"Or is it the case that the twelve senior sisters are all like this?"

(End of chapter)