Author: Really the younger brother among younger brothers
Chapter 103 I am at ease
Li Zhuang and other monks only stayed in the calligraphy and painting hall to recuperate for three days, and then walked out of the courtyard.
When their figures disappeared into the thick fog, they would naturally return to the building where they were sitting, waiting for Tian Changwen's next move.
Li Mo chose to continue cultivating quietly, and it was not far before the spiritual power of haze and mist filled his Dantian.
But before he could run the cycle for a few times, another building was revealed at the door of the Calligraphy and Painting Hall, and immediately more than a dozen injured monks appeared.
None of the monks had reached the general stage, and their injuries were not as serious as those of Li Zhuang and others.
Li Mo sighed.
It seems that contribution points are not easy to earn. Tian Changwen sent the monks at the general stage, and most likely he had doubts about his medical skills. He should deal with the weak monks later.
"Senior Shan Hai, I'm sorry to help you."
They were extremely nervous when they saw Li Mo, fearing that the latter would be moody and kill someone to vent his anger.
"Did you come from the pear orchard?"
"That's not true, Caishikou, but the specific situation is not allowed to be spread by the public in charge, Xu Hu."
The monks mainly suffered cuts and injuries, which were different from the burns in Liyuan. It seemed that Tian Changwen was also testing the beasts in Caishikou at the same time.
"Stay closer."
Li Mo touched his chin and said nothing. He waved the spinal nerves in his eight arms dizzyingly, removing the impurities in the wound and sewing up the skin.
After the injuries were treated, the monk fled the painting and calligraphy hall in a panic.
Li Mo shook his head helplessly.
He simply sat cross-legged in the courtyard, and whenever a wounded person came, he would use some of his consciousness to perform surgery and collect information along the way.
During this period, the calligraphy and painting hall has been moving.
Li Mo could sense through the poisonous bees that the Painting and Calligraphy Hall seemed to be moving closer to the Liyuan.
Perhaps because his medical skills were recognized by Tian Changwen, the total contribution points for the treatment period increased to twenty-five, and during the weak period it was fifty.
It is said that subduing a soul takes a lot of time, and exchanging it for corpse oil wax is just around the corner.
When Li Mo opened his eyes, he could already see the looming pear orchard in the distance, and a green banyan tree sitting next to the theater building.
Dong dong dong...
A heavy sound came from the pear orchard.
Obviously, Tian Changwen focused his main attack on Liyuan.
I am afraid that there are already fake alchemy monks who have gone to Liyuan to hunt down the pigs and pigs, trying to solve the beast disaster in the shortest possible time.
The Painting and Calligraphy Hall is safely parked a hundred meters away from the Liyuan Garden.
Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
He found that there were more than a dozen buildings regularly distributed around the pear garden. All the monks in charge were in the weak stage, but they remained silent for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.
The arrival of the Painting and Calligraphy Hall did not cause any disturbance.
Li Mo could see Tian Changwen's layout at a glance. He clearly used chess pieces to form a cage, and in the middle was a pear orchard where trapped animals were still fighting.
In this way, the puppet cultivator cannot interfere with them to solve the beast disaster, and it is easier to provide support.
It seemed that the beast cultivator had the upper hand, but after Li Mo thought about it carefully, if he were Shi Ji, he would probably go along with the situation and hand over the Liyuan.
After all, there are more than a dozen monsters in the inner sect. Letting Tian Changwen encircle and suppress the pig monsters does not mean that the puppet cultivators will fall into decline.
If Liyuan cannot be captured for a long time, it means that Tian Changwen will waste a lot of manpower.
Li Mo's expression was solemn. He had to show his value as much as possible to avoid being treated as a dispensable abandonment by Tian Changwen.
"Merely refining medical equipment is not enough, I have to let him see the potential..."
The outer sect competition has just begun, and the game among the monks in the pill formation stage is already so cruel, it is hard to imagine how it will end.
In the past, external competitions usually lasted for more than ten days.
In this outer sect competition that will determine the direction of the Heart Beast Sect, no matter what the cost, Tian Changwen will let the beast disaster ferment for more than five years.
Li Mo couldn't help but look at the pear garden.
The pear garden is filled with the extremely rich spiritual power of voiced sounds.
He just stared at it for a moment, and a strange and inexplicable singing voice sounded in his ears. The tone was neither male nor female, sometimes gentle, sometimes vicious.
"People come and go in the green peaks, the green mountains and green waters make my heart happy. When I stand on the hill, the breeze blows on my face and the fragrance of flowers..."
Li Mo shuddered, and the voice seemed to be drilling into his brain.
He has magical powers, brains and minds, and he is free from the influence of the voiced spiritual power in the blink of an eye, but he is still surprised by the abilities of pigs, pigs and monsters.
The monks' burning wounds may be due to the voiced spiritual power changing the monks' cognition, causing their brains to mistakenly think they are in a high temperature, and their skin and flesh will naturally burn away.
Before Li Mo could dig deeper, An Gang came towards the painting and calligraphy hall from the thick fog.
He did not rush into the calligraphy and painting hall, but waited outside for a moment with a frown on his face, his eyes full of doubts, and he was underestimating something.
Not long after, a group of police officers poured out of the side entrance of the opera garden.
They were carrying weak-crowned monks who had suffered serious injuries, which were all caused by high temperature and burning. Some of them had already suffered from large-scale ulcers.
An Gang was about to speak but stopped.
Although Tian Changwen asked the Yamen to hand over the wounded to Li Mo, An Gang still did not feel that Li Mo was capable of handling the weak monks.
During the few days that Li Mo was in the medical clinic, he only faced monks from the general stage.
The police officers had just moved the wounded into the courtyard, but before An Gang could say anything, Li Mo had already taken over with his eight-arm spinal nerve.
"Li Mo, be careful..."
Li Mo ignored An Gang at all, skillfully replacing the necrotic bones, filling in the flesh and blood, and drawing out the dull spiritual power from the wound.
One person was processed in a few minutes.
"sorry to bother you……"
An Gang held back four words for a long time, hiding his face in embarrassment and smiling bitterly.
Who would have thought that Li Mo's medical skills were as good as those of refining weapons.
He waved the policemen to leave, and then took out a large amount of supplies from the storage bag, all of which were spiritual materials that could be used in surgical operations.
Li Mo accepted it happily.
"Captain An, what's going on in the theater now?"
"The pigs and pigs are very difficult to deal with. When the monks hear the singing, their consciousness will be deeply trapped in multiple layers of illusion."
An Gang handed the spiritual materials to Li Mo and murmured at the same time: "Hu Wen has been in the opera garden for a long time, and he should be able to get rid of the illusion soon."
"It's a pity that the weapon refiner in the pawn shop is not good at resisting illusions of medium-grade magic weapons. Li Moqian has to be busy with surgery, otherwise he can send a group of weak crown monks again."
"Refining a medium-grade magic weapon? Are there any contribution points I can get?"
"Of course, there are a total of five medium-grade magic weapons, each of which contributes 200 points."
Li Mo chuckled, turned around and asked, "Busy? When did you see me busy, Captain An? Isn't this a matter of ease?"
As he spoke, he took out temporary arms and transplanted two pairs under his ribs.
Under An Gang's complicated eyes, Li Mo showed his talent for multi-tasking, controlling fourteen arms at the same time to cope with surgeries and weapon refining.
"As expected of the innate Taoist body."
An Gang did not dare to disturb Li Mo, and left the courtyard after leaving two detectives to assist him.
Li Mo did not pursue the quality of the magical artifacts, so the finished products were generally around three refinements, but they were enough to be used in the Liyuan, and could even change the situation.
Once his spiritual power is exhausted, he closes his eyes and resumes his cultivation.
Each time the haze's spiritual power is depleted, he will become more refined. Li Mo is steadily approaching the middle stage of the weak crown, and it won't take long to fill up his Dantian.
Bang bang bang...
The calligraphy and painting hall moved again, but not away from the Liyuan, but to a better location.
Next to it was the heavily guarded Yamen. It was obvious that Tian Changwen had secretly raised Li Mo's importance to another level.
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