Author: Really the younger brother among younger brothers
Chapter 118 A ruthless move
Li Mo didn't have time to be surprised, and the physical deficit caused him to meditate and practice hurriedly.
The stomach and intestines made a deafening roar, as if there was a glutton roaring in the body, causing the tattooed beasts to respond one after another.
Li Mo's face changed slightly, and he stuffed handfuls of medium-grade spiritual stones into his mouth.
Just replenishing spiritual power was not enough. He summoned the red fox to help him roast the flesh of the beast, and started to swallow the jujube without waiting for it to be fully cooked.
Even when he faced Jin Chanzi, Li Mo's injury was not so serious. Fortunately, the fatal disease in the weak stage of the disease still has at least thirty years, otherwise it would inevitably break out in advance.
He shuddered. If the coronal disease is not passed through, the symptoms will worsen until he is a hundred years old, and his physical condition may not be as good as that of a mortal.
The spiritual power, energy, and blood gradually replenished, and then the heart rate suddenly accelerated, and the nectar-like blood flowed throughout the body, and various organs were revived.
If it were other monks, their bodies would be in such a serious deficit, and the foundation would be severely damaged, and they might even die.
Li Mo relied on the presence of three bodies to be able to overdraw unscrupulously.
He was like a water-absorbing sponge, ingesting and swallowing like crazy, causing all the organs in his body to become active, and the room became like a tornado.
In just ten days, Li Mo's energy and spirit were restored to about 70%, and he would be able to return to his peak state after another half month of training at most.
While he was meditating, he was distracted by looking at the mountain of corpses.
Li Mo has moved the position of the mountain of corpses to the heart. After all, the heart is the core of the body of the roe deer owl, which can better nourish the magic weapon.
The three peaks of Corpse Mountain each have their own merits, and the magical weapons appear extremely magical.
The spiritual energy emanating from the Yin sub-peak forms mist in the mountains.
After searching for a long time, Li Mo finally found traces of the strange beast on the Muzushi Peak. It was so small that it looked like sesame seeds in the mountain.
Due to the collapse of the mountain, a strange beast died unexpectedly on the Muzushi Peak, and its body was wrapped in evergreen tree roots.
Li Mo raised his eyebrows.
He discovered that the evergreen tree was absorbing the blood of the strange beast, and the rest of the body was being decomposed by the mountain of corpses. As a result, an ungrown fruit appeared on the branch, resembling a human hand holding a fist.
The remaining monsters kept wandering around the evergreen trees.
Li Mo realized the effect of the fruit. As long as a creature takes the fruit of the evergreen tree, its body will turn into a beast.
"It is indeed feasible to raise some strange beasts. Not only can you obtain spiritual materials, but the corpses can be used to nourish the corpse mountain. Wouldn't it be an ecology?"
Moreover, the monsters do not affect the normal herds at all. The meat mountains can be layered to limit the monsters to certain areas.
The more Li Mo looked at it, the more he liked Corpse Mountain.
He has seen anywhere from a thousand to eight hundred magic weapons, but the mountain of corpses has a natural smell, like a fine work of art.
Li Mo sorted out his storage bag and took all the spiritual materials belonging to the Yin Earth and Wood attributes into the mountain of corpses, and then dropped them into the corresponding cracks in the mountain.
Although the corpse mountain will not be able to nourish mid-grade spiritual materials after twenty refinements, it will not be a big problem to maintain the current quality of the spiritual materials.
As for low-grade spiritual materials, as long as the quantity is not excessive, it will be difficult to affect the operation of Corpse Mountain.
Corpse Mountain is thriving everywhere, and the spiritual materials are well integrated into the environment. However, the lack of earthworms, bees and other insects will definitely affect the natural growth of the number of spiritual materials.
This point cannot be perfected for the time being, so Li Mo just wrote down the matters secretly first.
Jingle bell bell…
The copper bell at the door of the inner room made a crisp sound.
Li Mo opened his eyes, then turned to look at the meerkat-sized ghost tiger under the bed, who shook his head to indicate that there was no danger.
Guihu seemed to feel it was inappropriate.
It stood up straight with its legs, gesturing to indicate that it was the bronze bell that Jin Li was ringing. The latter hurriedly left the calligraphy and painting hall and stood waiting at the gate.
Li Mo patted the ghost tiger's head and took back the tattooed beast's skin.
Before he retreated, he told Jin Li that if something extremely urgent happened, he would inform him through the copper bell.
"Did there be a thunderstorm in the slaughterhouse?"
Li Mo's heart was beating wildly, and his first reaction was that something unexpected happened to the beast. He quickly checked the information on the spirit tablet, and then frowned.
According to Jin Li, a fake alchemy monk from a pawn shop came to visit.
As for the slaughterhouse, everything is still the same. There is no end to the animal disaster, and a strange balance is maintained.
But some time ago, Tian Changwen dispatched a group of monks to leave the slaughterhouse.
It is said that the Laurel Bridge has been successfully cleared, but another animal disaster, "Shanmenjing", was attacked by puppet cultivators, resulting in most of the deaths and injuries.
Li Mo walked out of the inner room with a puzzled expression.
The painting and calligraphy hall was eerily quiet, with the doors and windows locked, and Jin Li and the two recruiters were nowhere to be seen.
Li Mo couldn't help but tense his muscles as he saw the figure in the lobby at a glance.
There was a graceful female cultivator with her back to him. Her white robe was stained with blood. It could be seen that she had gone through a fierce battle not long ago.
The female nun wiped the flesh off her face and carefully looked at the bronze mirror to dress up.
How could Li Mo not recognize who it was, but Hu Wen was in something wrong, and the makeup on his face looked extremely heavy.
The bright red lips seemed to be dripping blood, and the half-exposed skin on the back of the neck was squirming like a slug, but it returned to normal in the blink of an eye.
It shows that the body is extremely unstable, usually only when a fatal disease breaks out, or the beast transformation is so severe that it is difficult to suppress.
"My concubine, I didn't know the changes of the seasons in the slaughterhouse, but it's really cold now."
Hu Wen squinted his eyes and smiled: "What do you think, Li Mo?"
"Guanshi Hu, you finally escaped from the beast disaster, why don't I inform the Yamen."
With Li Morumang on his back, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Hu Wen didn't look like a real person. Could it be that... the black goat monster in the warehouse ran out?
When he thought of this, a chill ran down his spine.
Li Mo secretly regretted that if he had known if other people's bodies could withstand it, he should have swallowed more spiritual stones during retreat to restore his cultivation.
In his mind, he estimated how long he could drive the mountain of corpses in his current state. At the same time, he slowly moved towards the wall, intending to use the Calligraphy and Painting Hall to seize people first and suppress the black goat beast.
Hu Wen sighed.
Her expression became cold, "Li Mo, you have gained a lot of courage. How do you think I am not like a human being?"
As he spoke, Hu Wen revealed spiritual power that seemed to be substantial.
The tables and chairs shook one after another.
While Li Mo summoned the secret bones of the Shingon Sect to resist the spiritual power, he was distracted and communicated with the mountain of corpses to check the situation in the warehouse.
Hu Wen's beast was indeed the only one missing from the warehouse, but it did not escape the clavicle sealing chain, but disappeared out of thin air.
Li Mo carefully checked Hu Wen and found that the spiritual power emitted did not pass through Niwan Palace.
As for why the state is so unstable, maybe it is because Hu Wen used some side effects during his promotion to the false elixir period?
"I'm sorry, that's nonsense."
Li Mo asked Han Cai with the magic tablet and made tea for Hu Wen.
Hu Wen's mood was moody, but for a moment he returned to smiling again, and the furniture returned to its original position.
The spiritual tablet moved slightly, and Han Cai gave a concise reply.
"It's Hu Wen."
Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief and realized that Hu Wen's eyes were probably tigers and monsters.
Hu Wen looked at Li Mo out of the corner of his eye and murmured: "He's good at it. He can thrive in a hellish place like a slaughterhouse."
Li Mo always felt that there was something in Hu Wen's words.
Hu Wen covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Didn't you realize that at least one-third of the monks in the slaughterhouse were transformed into monsters?"
Li Mo was shocked and was about to speak but was interrupted by Hu Wen.
"If you want to talk about the Yamen, I can tell you clearly that the proportion of monsters in the Yamen is very small, but it is not none..."
"Isn't Tangwu just a monster?"
Li Mo's face was gloomy. He had thought about the possibility of monsters wandering into the town, but he didn't realize that the situation would be so serious.
If we really go by what Hu and Wen said, the slaughterhouse is out of control.
"Didn't Shopkeeper Tian send Taoist Qingfang to the slaughterhouse?"
Hu Wen's voice became sharp and he gasped: "Don't mention Tian Changwen to me, he is a complete lunatic!"
"Tang Wu is almost a thousand years old. How can he be so vigorous after his bones have been buried for hundreds of years?"
"You know, Tang Wu didn't even survive the fatal disease of coronary heart disease. He only had a thin layer of skin and flesh left. An ordinary child could kill him."
Li Mo continued Hu Wen's words and said, "So Shopkeeper Tian ordered people to dig Tang Wu out of the tomb and take him to the slaughterhouse."
"As a result, you also saw that Yuwu, disguised as a monster, appeared alive in the outside world, still repeating his previous duties."
Li Mo took a breath. Tian Changwen's actions were indeed too extreme, but why did it develop into such a large-scale situation?
He couldn't help but ask Hu Wen, who calmed down and started telling the story with a sneer.
Mainly because the casualties of the beast cultivators could no longer be controlled. After all, while Tian Changwen was encircling and suppressing thirteen beast disasters, he also had to guard against the attacks and killings of the puppet cultivators. It was impossible to take care of them all at the same time.
Only then did Tian Changwen think of using strange beasts to replace his own monks to play this big game of orthodoxy, which shows his close thinking.
"Won't it get out of hand?"
The personification of monsters is based on the transformation of monks into monsters. There are hundreds of monsters in the outside world, which means that the monks who enter the slaughterhouse have all turned into monsters.
Li Mo suddenly remembered that some time ago, a monk wanted to buy water beads.
The water-repellent beads can seal the pores of the seven orifices and can restrain one's own aura. This shows that the thinking of the anthropomorphic monster is different from that of a normal monk.
"Taoist Qingfang suppressed all the beasts in the slaughterhouse."
Hu Wen shook his head slightly. Taoist Qingfang was very rigid and had trouble dealing with Tian Changwen, but this time he was willing to be used by him.
"As for the strange beasts from the outside world, as long as they are mixed in the crowd in a certain proportion, they will not lose control of their intelligence."
After Li Mo relieved his doubts, he immediately considered the next matter. It was best to get out of the slaughterhouse.
"Guanshi Hu, are you planning to deal with the tiger monster next?"
"Well, let's go to the hospital first."
Li Mo used a spiritual tablet to inform Jin Li that he had other tasks and was temporarily away from the slaughterhouse, and implicitly asked the latter not to contact others.
Hu Wen was already contacting Tian Changwen, and then the calligraphy and painting hall was shocked.
Obviously Tian Changwen knew about Hu Wen's affairs in advance, and taking Li Mo away was authorized, and at the same time it was a kind of protection for the latter.
The calligraphy and painting hall walked through the town and disappeared in the thick fog after a while.
Because Tian Changwen had already transferred several batches of monks, his departure from the Painting and Calligraphy Hall did not cause any waves, and only Tang Wu watched him off.
Tang Wu hit his head with his old smoking gun and muttered vaguely to himself.