"Did you steal King Blackwater's Five Poison Soul-Luring Flag?"
Gu Qingcheng looked excited, lowered his voice, and approached Li Mu: "The two old men shouting are amazing. When they assassinated King Blackwater, they deliberately avoided them, but when they finally escaped, they were separated by an old man.
He hit me in the air and shattered my protective armor!"
She said to Li Mu: "These two people may be great monks at the Nascent Soul stage or above, and you actually stole their treasures?"
When Gu Qingcheng said this, his excited eyes shone: "There was a cluster of light that lit up just now. It was as bright as day for dozens of miles in radius. It was the light of a magic weapon. Could it be the treasure lantern that the old man said?"
Her eyes rolled around, scanning Li Mu's body: "In your hands now?"
Li Mu chuckled and denied it: "Nonsense! Am I that kind of person? Do you know that stealing is illegal? Can what happens to a scholar be called stealing? That's called taking without complaining!"
Gu Qingcheng laughed out loud: "Stealing is against the law, but killing is not against the law? I heard Yun Niang say that you even killed the city god!"
Li Mu: "That's nonsense. The City God was obviously killed by King Blackwater. What does that have to do with me? Yun Niang must have remembered it wrong! Besides, the City God is not a human being!"
He spoke a few words to Gu Qingcheng, and his spirit was always connected to the puppets on the island. He also heard the conversation between Pang Yuan, Zhou Tai and King Heishui.
King Shui escaped, and Li Mu suddenly lost his nerve and didn't know what to say.
As expected, the brainstorming is invincible!
Originally, I just wanted to steal something, but I don’t know what these two old monsters were thinking, but they were so frightened that they became like this.
Seeing Li Mu's strange expression, Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
Li Mu smiled and said: "Do you want to make some windfall?"
Gu Qingcheng's eyes were bright and she was eager to try: "Are you going to steal again?"
Li Mu: "...Why are you so excited?"
Gu Qingcheng chuckled and said, "I haven't stolen anything yet!"
Li Mu said with a smile: "It's not stolen this time, just go and get it!"
He put Gu Qingcheng's tent away, and the two of them came to the island in the middle of the lake together. Except for a few disabled monsters, there was no one else on the island.
After Li Mu beat all these monsters to death, he put the corpses in their original shapes into storage bags.
The storage bag given to him by Emperor Wenchang has a huge space, almost as big as a football field, which is completely enough for Li Mu to use.
In addition to some drinks and food, it contained some weapons and daily necessities, as well as many medicinal herbs, many of which he picked randomly in the mountains and forests.
Li Mu has been watching his grandfather Li Chengzu dry herbal medicine since he was a child, and followed Li Chengzu to recite the soup formula, recite the meridians and acupuncture points of the human body, and recite the properties and names of medicines. It was not until he was admitted to college that he completely abandoned medicine.
But after all, he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and a lot of knowledge has been accumulated in his heart. Now after practicing, his mind is becoming more and more useful. He has remembered everything he recited when he was young, and some of the medical skills that Li Chengzu passed down to him.
He even completely remembered the method of picking herbs and quickly started to practice it. In this world of the Yin Dynasty, he would pick some herbs as long as he walked in the wilderness.
Nowadays, collecting herbs on the road has become a habit of Li Mu.
He has already entered the path of a monk and became a Qi Refiner. He may be indispensable for refining elixirs in the future. Learning to collect herbs now is a way to prepare for a rainy day.
Therefore, there are many herbs in the storage bag, but they have not been dried.
Now there are several more corpses of monsters in this storage bag.
Talking about corpses always feels a bit weird, but in fact, after the corpses of these monsters turned into their original shapes, they became dead tigers, dead leopards, dead cows, dead horses, dead pigs and other animals.
Today's island in the middle of the lake is like a slaughterhouse. These monsters subordinate to King Blackwater have become pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the slaughterhouse.
And Li Mu is like a meat purchaser. When he comes to the slaughterhouse, he doesn't pick the good or the bad and just takes it all away.
After killing these monsters, Li Mu and Gu Qingcheng came to the top of the central mountain. They saw a weapon-refining furnace still standing on the top of the mountain. This weapon-refining furnace was more than ten feet in diameter and occupied almost the entire mountain. The furnace door was wide open.
, there are still wisps of black smoke coming out of it, but the black smoke column will no longer form.
"There are a lot of poisons in this refining furnace and they must be cleaned up!"
Li Mu came to the weapon refining furnace, and two rays of fire shot out from his eyes, hitting the weapon refining furnace.
Boom!
The refining furnace suddenly shook, and a raging fire erupted from it, and the fire reached the sky.
"Here!"
The runes in the refining furnace were running fast, and fire was gushing out. With this instant change, Li Mu had already seen clearly the core of the energy of the refining furnace.
Two rays of fire flew out of his eyes again, hitting the pattern of a Bifang divine bird in the furnace. Immediately, the entire Bifang divine bird transformed and flew out from the furnace wall, forming a one-horned firebird in the air, making a loud sound.
The chirping sound kept circling and dancing around the refining furnace.
As it hovered in the air, the weapon refining furnace glowed bright red, the runes on the furnace ran quickly, and its size began to slowly shrink.
From a radius of ten feet, it became nine feet, then eight feet, then three feet, and slowly became smaller and smaller, and finally became the size of a fist. Bi Fang took it in his mouth and presented it to Li Mu.
Li Mu reached out to take over the refining furnace and patted Bi Fang's shadow. A burst of pure Yang true fire came out from his palm. Bi Fang's shadow screamed a few times in comfort before flying back into the furnace and turning into
Unique runes in the center area.
"This stove should be good!"
After Li Mu took the refining furnace, he felt it was heavy and felt very good. He didn't think much about it and put it into his storage bag.
Gu Qingcheng said: "The origin of the Blackwater King is mysterious, and there should be a lot of good things in his family. Since he came here to refine magic weapons, the quality of the weapon refining furnace must not be bad, but it won't be too good either."
King Blackwater's current cultivation level should still be in the Golden Core stage, but he is still in the Golden Core stage. His Golden Core stage is much more tyrannical than Hu Yunniang's.
Just like in modern society, among the same 18-year-old children, one is a basketball player with a height of more than two meters, and the other is a dwarf with a height of one meter. They are the same age, but their strength is very different.
Compared with King Blackwater, Hu Yunniang is like a dwarf and an athlete who is over two meters tall, and it is even more exaggerated.
The King of Blackwater could stop the Pengju Ghost King and his three thousand Yin soldiers by himself, but when Hu Yunniang faced the Pengju Ghost King, she had no other choice but to run away.
The difference in strength between monsters and monsters is greater than that between humans and dogs!
After taking away the alchemy furnace, Li Mu and Gu Qingcheng went to the courtyard where the Blackwater King was, and went through several courtyards. As expected, they gained a lot.
The King of Blackwater left in such a hurry that the teaching materials placed in the weapon refining hall were taken away by two old servants without even having time to use them, so that these things became ownerless, which was cheap.
Li Mu and Gu Qingcheng.
"Brother Shen!"
"Hmm!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
You can say.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When she first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time she got used to it.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a Demon Slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of its predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door is open, and occasionally people come in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to clean away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
