Elder Hai held a stone jar, stepped over the gate, and walked quickly to the stone platform where Mu Li was lying.
He put the jar down, then observed the condition of Mu Li's body. After thinking for a while, he took out two talismans and placed them on Mu Li's head and abdomen respectively.
Then he stepped back a few steps, pinched out a strange magic formula with both hands, and at the same time heard an obscure chanting sound from his mouth, and pointed at the talisman on the stone platform with unusual dignity and rapidity.
The lines on the surface of the talisman suddenly lit up, and two emerald green light curtains appeared instantly, spreading like mucus all over Mu Li's body.
Seeing this, Elder Hai pinched a few more spells with his hands, then spread his hands with his palms facing the sky, chanting in a low voice, and the magic power in his body began to circulate rapidly.
A strange scene appeared in the next moment.
Following several strange sounds, many slender blood-colored tentacles grew out of Elder Hai's palm, each one like a living snake, twisting and turning.
Elder Hai put his right hand expressionlessly into Mu Li's chest. The flesh-colored tentacles squirmed and quickly wrapped around Mu Li's heart. The tip of the tentacles even penetrated directly into the flesh and blood and penetrated into the heart.
Mu Li immediately let out a painful groan. His voice was not high-pitched, but it was particularly harsh in the silent room.
But Elder Hai turned a deaf ear and continued to activate the magic formula. Flesh-colored tentacles enveloped the heart, as if a tentacle shell was added outside it, replacing its original position. Inside the tentacles, Mu Li's real heart
Little by little, it was absorbed and swallowed by the tentacles, and finally disappeared completely.
Seeing this, Elder Hai immediately put his other hand into the stone jar he had just brought.
In the stone jar, a freshly cut heart of a demonic beast was soaked in a fishy-smelling liquid and seemed to be still beating.
After the tentacles in Elder Hai's palm came into contact with the monster's heart, he quickly wrapped it around Mu Li's heart just like he had just done, but he did not pierce the tip into the flesh.
After the tentacles completely wrapped the monster's heart, Elder Hai raised his hand and put the heart into Mu Li's chest.
As his left and right hands came closer, the tentacles emerging from the palms seemed to have found their home, they quickly moved closer to each other, and soon became one.
In the process, the heart of the demon beast wrapped in the tentacles also fell into the empty shell of the tentacles connected to the blood vessels in Mu Li's body, and with the help of the tentacles, it was gradually sewn together with Mu Li's body.
During this process, the severe pain caused Mu Li's moans to turn into heart-rending roars, and his body also trembled violently. However, the emerald green light curtain that enveloped his body was like a huge mountain, covering him up.
Pressed firmly on the stone platform.
Not long after, Elder Hai completely completed the transplantation and retracted the tentacles in his palm. At the same time, he turned around and took out a bottle of black elixir from the side. He poured one out and put it into Mu Li's mouth. He pressed Mu Li with his hand and forced the elixir to be used.
Mana Catalysis.
Soon, clusters of tender red granulation sprouted out from the edge of the wound on Mu Li's chest, as if one small hand after another was swaying in the air.
The granulation grew quickly, and within a moment it turned into the shape of the tentacles that had just emerged from Elder Hai's palm. They were attracted to each other, tip to tip, as if there was an invisible thread strung together, and soon
They were picked up together.
Under the action of these tentacles, Mu Li's chest was gradually stitched together.
As the heart of the monster beast began to rotate, Mu Li's aura gradually changed, vaguely seeming to carry an aura that could only be born from a monster beast.
And the mana fluctuations in his body also skyrocketed, from the Qi refining stage to the foundation building stage, and the momentum slowly stopped.
Only then did Elder Hai let go of Mu Li's hand and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good. As expected, the rejection can be alleviated only by inserting the monster's heart while it is still alive. Next, we will see how many torsos can be sutured at most.
Already."
After saying this, Elder Hai turned around again, opened another door of the room, and stepped into a cold and confused room.
The entire room was made of cold iron, and the temperature inside was extremely low. Dozens of iron chains hung from the ceiling, and each chain was tied with incomplete limbs, both from monsters and humans.
Elder Hai picked through it, took two wolf legs, and returned to the previous room. But when he walked to the edge of the stone platform, he suddenly frowned.
On the stone platform, countless flesh-colored tentacles were seen piercing Mu Li's body, struggling wildly in the air, like a huge sea anemone, which made people's skin crawl.
Mu Li's monster aura and cultivation level also became extremely unstable, rising and falling, as if it would explode in the next moment.
Elder Hai quickly put down his wolf legs and stepped forward quickly. Ignoring the flesh-colored tentacles coming toward him, he directly stretched his hand in and pressed down on Mu Li's body.
He quickly activated the magic formula, trying to balance the manic spiritual energy in Muli's body. However, the more he activated it, the crazier the flesh-colored tentacles danced, not only wrapping his arms, piercing his skin, but also moving towards him.
The head crawled over.
But at the moment when those tentacles were about to penetrate into his mouth and nose, Mu Li's aura suddenly dissipated, and all the tentacles shrank rapidly, and finally retreated under the skin again.
Seeing this situation, Elder Hai breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to take back his hand, he suddenly heard a "puff".
Mu Li's seven orifices suddenly spurted out black blood, and his body, which had been struggling just now, instantly lost all strength.
Elder Hai's eyes widened and his face looked extremely ugly:
"Dead? What happened? This has never happened before! What went wrong!"
He roared and punched Mu Li's body, punching him all over. Black blood mixed with an unknown liquid splashed out, even spraying onto his face.
At this moment, perhaps due to the anger that overwhelmed him, he suddenly felt dizzy. He immediately took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and began to use the technique. After a long time, he gradually returned to normal.
"No, we can't delay it any longer. We have to find a solution to my sequelae as soon as possible."
He thought for a moment, then stood up and glanced at Mu Li's body. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but in the end he restrained his impulse, picked up Mu Li's body, and walked deeper into the room.
After stepping through a door, he walked into a spacious hall, where there were many iron cages, containing various monsters and beasts, as well as several monks and slaves wearing neck rings.
Elder Hai casually opened a cage and threw Mu Li's body to the hungry monster. Then he looked at the imprisoned mine slaves and selected the next experimental subject.
At the same time, the soul crow transformed from Yuan Ming's split soul also left the underground of the high-rise building and flew back into Zuo Qinghui's body.
Naturally, he was the one to deal with Mu Li. Instead of making him live in a situation worse than death, it would be better to give him a ride.
Through the brief contact just now, he discovered that Elder Hai's strength was in the early stage of forming a pill, and his soul seemed to be a little disordered. Although he did not know the specific magical power, Yuan Ming's current soul cultivation level alone could suppress him, but it was not necessary.
Worry too much.
However, the matter of liberating the slaves in the mines is of great importance, and Yuan Ming plans to make plans before taking action to ensure that nothing goes wrong.
The second day.
The deafening ringing of the bells resounded throughout the mine. Zuo Qinghui came out of the house and saw that other people in the dormitory had already made preparations and were sitting at the long table, eating breakfast without saying a word.
Since his cultivation was suppressed, he had no Bigu Pill to eat, so he had to fill his stomach with some mortal food.
The breakfast meal was prepared by the mortal servants. After they presented the food, they also waited aside, waiting for the monks to clear away the tableware after eating.
But what really surprised Zuo Qinghui was that the food in front of everyone was actually different.
For example, what is placed in front of Zhou Peng is a plate after bowl. On the plate are three crispy fried dough sticks, with a golden oily sheen on the outside. They are so crispy that you can hear a clicking sound just by picking them up with chopsticks. And in his right hand
The soy milk in the bowl next to it is even more mellow and fragrant.
A middle-aged monk sitting next to Zhou Peng had four steaming large meat buns in front of him. The skin was thin and the meat was thick. When he took a bite, the oily juice dripped from the corner of his mouth, which made people want to use their hands.
Apply it and lick it.
There are other breakfast dishes such as noodle soup, wontons and so on. Just looking at them makes people feel hungry and makes them want to sit down and eat.
However, only a few people can enjoy these delicacies. In front of everyone else, there is only a bowl of turbid gruel and some pickles.
But that's not the worst thing. When Zuo Qinghui sat down, the mortal servant next to him only served a bowl of gruel. Not to mention pickles, there weren't even many grains of rice.
Zuo Qinghui looked at the mortal servant hesitantly and asked: "That's all?"
Hearing this, before the mortal servant could answer, Zhou Peng spoke first: "Friend Zuo, I forgot to mention yesterday that for working in this mine, you can get some contribution points every day based on the amount of mining.
The token instruments used to purchase some daily necessities or improve food, and to record and trade contribution points are all specially made. If nothing goes wrong, your tokens will be delivered this evening. Before that,
, I can only feel aggrieved first, the other two fellow Taoists will come over later, and I would like to trouble you to explain something on my behalf."
Zuo Qinghui nodded and stopped asking questions. He picked up the porridge and drank it silently.
And at this moment, he suddenly felt a gaze full of scrutiny falling on him.
Without turning back, he had already guessed who the owner of his gaze was.
Xu Che walked to the table and sat next to Zuo Qinghui: "Fellow Daoist Zuo..."
Zuo Qinghui put down the bowl, turned and pointed at the long table: "Eat first, we have to go to the mine later, so we can't delay."
Then, under Zhou Peng's half-examining and half-supervisory gaze, he repeated what Zhou Peng had just said.
Xu Che was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.
Soon, everyone finished their breakfast and when they walked out of the door, they happened to see Shen Mangxing slowly walking over.
He glanced around and saw that there were many people there, so he didn't say anything and just waved his hand, gesturing for them to follow.