Author: Really the younger brother among younger brothers
Chapter 17 Outer Sect Competition?
Li Mo took advantage of his free time and began to copy the fox's paintings, just to make sure that he could be foolproof when drawing tattoos.
During this period, monks retreated to the vicinity of the warehouse one after another.
They unanimously chose to remain silent, and also turned off the lights in each house, trying to hide themselves in darkness.
Perhaps because there were too many apprentices and handymen in the calligraphy and painting hall, the monks did not come close.
Li Mo swallowed. It was obvious that the pawn shop's arrangements were at the last minute and he was just waiting for the fish to take the bait.
He had no time to worry about the warehouse and focused on painting Qingyi.
At present, Li Mo only has one bottle of fox blood on hand. Although it is enough to draw two times, the tattoo must be formed in one go, otherwise it will affect the potential of the spell.
He stayed in the house, looking nervously at the warehouse from time to time, but when his mind was immersed in painting, the negative emotions were swept away.
The first day has passed.
The warehouse is still brightly lit day and night, and the entire pawn shop seems to have come to a standstill, and even the number of guards is decreasing.
Li Mo became more and more skilled in copying paintings.
He no longer paid attention to the strange things in the outside world, and his consciousness seemed to be in the mountains and forests, becoming a fox looking for food, walking through the wilderness.
The fox on the rice paper is becoming more agile at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When Li Mo came back to his senses, the ink in the inkstone had bottomed out, and there was a thick stack of fox paintings on the desk, exuding the fragrance of ink.
The second layer of human skin has also grown.
There is no difference in Li Mo's appearance, but in a sense, his body structure is completely different from that of a normal person.
He looked at his palm, and then his skin began to squirm, as if there were countless bugs in his body, and his skin color quickly became as white as jade.
Li Mo could actually change the order of the inside and outside of the old and new human skins through the Book of Creation.
After he put the new skin on, he seemed to have changed his appearance. The scars he had left disappeared and his appearance was quite different.
Especially the facial features, because the new skin is bred from a leak-free body, it is born with an ethereal temperament.
People who are not particularly familiar with him may not be able to recognize Li Mo.
At this point, four pages of the nine-page book of creation have been consumed, and the remaining five pages are not enough. We can only wait for the crisis to be resolved, and then find ways to increase the number of pages.
Li Mo was about to take out the fox blood when he suddenly heard a deer cry that echoed through the sky. The source obviously came from the inner city.
A response came from the jungle at the bottom of the mountain.
Elk emerged from the dense jungle one after another and stood motionless on the edge, looking at Rong Town with strange and incomprehensible eyes.
Rongzhen remained indifferent, as if he had anticipated the upcoming situation, but the warehouse was obviously more heavily guarded.
Li Mo immediately started to master painting Qingyi.
As shown in the picture of Qingyi, there are seven locations on the human body where tattoos can be drawn, including the "main position" on the chest where the middle Dantian is located.
The "secondary position" of the back and shoulders, and the "auxiliary position" of the limbs.
The Tsing Yi painting in the Zongjiao period mainly involves animal head tattoos on auxiliary positions, and ordinary animal blood can be used as the material.
Li Mo did not draw the content of Qing Yi's weak crown period, but the spell mentioned the secondary information, and the steps should be more than ten times complicated.
It is likely to involve monsters, and the materials required are unimaginable.
Of course, whether monsters will still exist after seven thousand years is another matter.
After resting for more than half an hour, Li Mo regained his energy and energy, and then drew up a sketch.
He skillfully started to draw, and the fox in the painting was revealed in a moment, with an overly intelligent expression, as if he were the charming fox fairy in the legend of strange ghosts and ghosts.
He can fully reveal the ferocity of the tiger, like a "ghost"; or he can fully display the cunningness of the fox, like a "demon".
Li Mo continued to adjust the details of the fox head, making the fox fairy in the painting more and more realistic.
When he was satisfied, he even felt a creepy feeling when he stared at the painting, as if the painting was actually copied from the fox demon.
"Da da da……"
The strange sound of the elk sounded again, followed by movement in the warehouse.
Li Mo quickly cut off a sharp piece of wood from the edge of the wooden table.
He burned the wooden sticks on the candle flame, made a simple charcoal pencil, and drew the outline of the fox's head on the skin of his arm.
Just when Li Mo was concentrating, there was a slight tremor in the outside world.
Li Mo did not dare to neglect the drawing of the fox head. The charcoal gradually made the pattern complete, as if there was a fox head leaning on his arm.
When the charcoal sketch was finished, he thought there was nothing more to add.
Li Mo has already exerted himself beyond the ordinary, pushing his painting skills to a higher level, to the point where there is a "god" in the painting.
Being able to draw such animal heads is more or less due to external pressure.
Li Mo took out the fox blood, poured it into a clean inkstone, and then ground the ink to fully release the blood.
He opened his middle finger and dripped an equal amount of fingertip blood into it.
Li Mo was surprised to find that his blood no longer appeared dark red, but had a crystal clear and glowing feel.
It seems that the impeccable body, although it does not solve the disadvantages of fatal diseases, makes his body infinitely close to some kind of innate Tao body.
The animal blood is mixed with the fingertip blood, and after settling, it looks like a bright red dye.
Li Mo no longer hesitated, and a haze of spiritual energy came out of his magic finger, forming the shape of a needle.
He brought the Dharma finger of his right hand close to the inkstone, and the blood in the inkstone was directly absorbed by the Dharma finger, and was continuously nourished by the haze aura.
Li Mo noticed that every drop of blood was fused with spiritual power, so he raised his right hand.
The needle-shaped French finger pointed at the charcoal lines on his left arm. It was just a test for the first time, so Li Mo did not inject blood under the skin.
He needs precise control of the force without damaging the second layer of new skin.
After confirming that it was correct, Li Mo began to draw the fox's head. His fingers continued to rise and fall, neither fast nor slow, just like a machine.
The blood and ink blurred out.
The red fox head gradually takes shape on the upper arm, and its lifelike appearance seems to be burrowing out of the skin.
After Li Mo completed the mouth of the beast head, Red Fox actively and greedily absorbed the external spiritual energy, but it was only the free burning smoke spiritual energy, so the efficiency was slower than his own cultivation.
He finally understood the role of the melting spell in later generations.
Whether it is painted in green clothes or chasing souls and poisonous insects, the aphid is attached with a curse, and on the surface it looks like part of the body has animal characteristics.
In fact, these spells are used to raise spiritual beasts in the monk's body. The immortal body can just make the spiritual beasts parasitize.
The "spiritual beast" created by oneself is completely obedient to the monks' orders, but it will subtly swallow up the essence and spirit.
Before Li Mo could be overjoyed, something huge seemed to be crawling towards the warehouse from the outside world, and the aura of the wine in the air was obviously increasing.
The earth trembled and the mountains shook.
The Book of Creation poured out some fragments of memories.
Every fifteen years, the inner disciples of the Heart Beast Sect will come to the outer sect and select some of the outer disciples through competitions to be promoted to the inner sect.
In the ancient Heart Beast Sect, the process of testing outer disciples.