Chapter 340: I Want to Drink Blood

After returning to Zuiyue Tower, Bai Ling'er, who Li Mo deliberately went to explain, if the seventh son of the Situ family went to find it, he must receive it, and he must be kind to him.

Bai Ling'er was a little embarrassed, "Momo, why are you telling me this? Could it be that the Situ family threatened you?"

Li Mo looked at Bai Ling with a smile, "I went to Situ's house today and took a serious look at Situ Seventh Young Master, his roots and bones are strange, and his blood has a strange fragrance, and he suddenly wants to taste what his blood tastes like?"

Bai Ling'er put her hand on Li Mo's forehead with some concern, "I know that you have been going to be with those evil cultivators a lot recently, you can't have secretly learned any evil skills, right?" At the end of the day, I told you that although those evil works are easy to refine and their cultivation is rising quickly, they are actually unacceptable, and we can afford the damage of fish and chickens and mathematics. ”

Li Mo rolled his eyes and said in his heart, "In terms of evil skills, who is as powerful as you Bai Ling'er, just sleeping one night can increase your strength for decades." ”

But Li Mo couldn't say these words to Bai Ling'er, so he could only say to her, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart." ”

After speaking, Li Mo took out a silver needle with the thickness of a cow's hair, "This silver needle has been soaked by me with a specially configured Qin, and it will not feel the slightest when it is pierced on someone's body, and when the time comes, you will use this silver needle to help me collect some of the blood of Situ Qigongzi."

We're best friends, and it's because I believe in you that I'm leaving this to you. ”

Li Mo wanted to use the blood of Situ Qigongzi to test if he could open the door of the Situ family's treasure cave.

After explaining Bai Ling, Li Mo returned to his room in Zuiyue Building, took out a handful of water moon paper and a spirit pen and wrote on the paper.

"Why are you writing these Danfangs?" Luoluo and Nangong Hao walked around the Drunken Moon Building, and when they came back, they saw Li Mo sitting on the ground writing.

Li Mo didn't stop the movements of his hands, and he didn't raise his head, so he replied, "I'm here to contribute to the majority of alchemists." ”

He hadn't forgotten that he still had a large number of followers in the backyard of the major gambling houses in Blackheart City, the alchemists who were waiting for him to teach him alchemy techniques.

After writing for a day and a night, Li Mo called his five disciples over again, and the pile of water moon papyrus in a corner was piled up.

said: "These are all Dan recipes that have been improved by me, each of you will take a bunch of them, take them, you can see them for yourself in the room of the wooden building, and then exchange them after reading them." In a month's time, I'm going to test you. ”

Li Mo's five disciples are still a little strange, this Dan Fang still has a pile of arguments? I wonder if Li Mo wrote too many words, ten or 20 pieces of paper to form a Dan Fang.

But when they walked over to receive the straw paper, they were terrified when they picked it up and looked at it, and it turned out to be a piece of paper with a Dan prescription.

Before anyone arrived, her hands trembled, and the wrinkles on her face kept stirring, and after a while, after the trembling of her body stopped, she saw him respectfully parting to Li Mo and kneeling in front of him.

"Master, I am a white-eyed Taoist, the most correct thing I have done in this life is to make your address, God, why can't I meet the master 500 years earlier!"

Li Mo took a step back and said disgustedly: "How old are you, can you kneel and worship without moving, 500 years ago, your master's grandmother was not born yet." ”

Baimei Daoren was scolded by Li Mo, but he was not half displeased, but said with a smile: "Master, aren't I too excited." ”

Li Mo glared at the white-eyed Daoren, and then looked at the other four: "You have been following me for several months, you know my personality, as long as you hurt my interests and do things for me, I will naturally not treat you badly." ”

The four of them immediately knelt beside the Baimei Daoist and said respectfully: "One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a mother, we are willing to serve the master for life." ”

Li Mo frowned, and said to them seriously: "Today I will give you another rule, from now on, don't kneel down and kowtow to me at every turn, no one is allowed to kneel without my order, otherwise you will be expelled from the division." ”

The five disciples led by a white-eyed Taoist immediately stood up from the ground, but all of them bent over, lowered their heads, and their posture was very low, to show their respect for Li Mo.

Li Mo no longer paid attention to their spineless and ugly appearances, but gave them another task.

Those pills are not for them to read in vain, and after they understand them, they have to memorize them, and then they have to pass them on to the alchemists who live in the backyard of the evil cultivator gambling house.

"Isn't that too cheap, those alchemists?" said the white-eyed Daoist.

"In the future, those are all their own people, the Dan Fairy's shop, and the pills they need will be refined by them, and your master and I are going to start retreat," Li Mo said.

Those of his disciples said that they were willing to refine the pills for the Dan Fairy's shop.

"In the future, the business hours of the fairy's shop will be adjusted to twelve hours a day, but you are not enough. ”

At this moment, a maid came over and knocked on Li Mo's door: "Dan Xianzi senior, there is a fat man who claims to be the young owner of the aristocratic teahouse who wants to come to you and say that he has an agreement with you." ”

Li Mo then remembered that he had promised to customize 80 serious weight loss pills for the young owner of the aristocratic teahouse, and hurriedly asked: "Have you practiced all the weight loss pills you refined before?"

This was already a few days ago, and the pill had naturally been practiced a long time ago.

Li Mo took the pill and went to the store to meet the young owner of the aristocratic teahouse.

Before Li Mo walked in, he heard Nangong Hao chatting with the young owner of the aristocratic teahouse.

"Oh, it's you, the young owner of the aristocratic teahouse, you're here, you've really made my little shop shine! Nangong Hao said with an exaggerated expression.

"Where, where, it's just a little thinner. The young owner of the aristocratic teahouse touched his face and smiled proudly, and after arriving at the 80 pills of weight loss pills this time, he would go back to retreat, and he would never come out if he didn't lose weight into a light.

Then I heard Nangong Hao chattering endlessly introducing the various pills in the store to the little fat man, and it can be said that he introduced every pill on sale.

When he finally finished speaking, he took a sip of wine with a dry mouth, but saw the little fat man waving his fat hand again and again and said, "No, no, I didn't come today to buy these pills." ”

"You came to my Dan Fairy's shop, didn't you buy pills, did you still come to see our jokes? Shao Dongjia, let me tell you, there are rules in our store, and each guest has a minimum consumption of 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones. ”

Nangong Haoke still remembered the ridicule he suffered in the aristocratic teahouse, how could he not get his face back at this time?