Immortal Immortal

Beasts are raging.

There are strange beasts hidden deep in the streets and alleys, which are creepy.

Li Mo couldn't figure out what medicine Tian Changwen and Shiji Gourd were selling.

Tian Changwen actually asked all the monks to stay in the house on standby, and the beast disaster continued to ferment, gradually reaching the edge of losing control.

Li Mo waited patiently for two days, but the news he received was still not about animal disasters, but about dispatching monks to guard various buildings.

The rooms of the pawn shop were sectioned off, and the handymen were driven into the cellars.

The house that Li Mo needs to guard is the familiar calligraphy and painting hall. Not only does it occupy a large area, but the walls have also been reinforced by the pawn shop.

As soon as he came out of the inner room, he saw the monks hurriedly heading to various buildings.

It had only been a few days since Jin Li returned to Rong Town, and he left in a hurry without even having time to say hello. His expression was full of worries about the scale of the beast's disaster.

Li Mo noticed that the house it was divided into was usually related to the realm of the monks. If it was only the first three floors of the general level, it would be located in scattered shops near the pawn shop.

The low-level monks had a look of horror on their faces. They had to leave the pawn shop when the beast was at its most dangerous, and they couldn't help but retreat.

Even Hu Wen couldn't avoid it, but the inner wing was assigned to her.

Through the poisonous bees all over the city, Li Mo discovered that Shiji was also transferring monks, but the medical center remained calm.

He came to the empty calligraphy and painting hall. The ground was densely covered with footprints, which showed how hastily the servants were before retreating.

According to Tian Changwen's wishes, his scope of activities is limited to the courtyard of the Painting and Calligraphy Hall.

Li Mo frowned slightly.

I really don't understand Tian Changwen and Shi Ji's plan. If they want to deal with the inner beasts, why should they disperse all the monks.

Could it be to give the inner beasts a chance to defeat them one by one?

The pawn shop was noisy, and the monks began to reinforce the building in unison, even though they didn't know what was going to happen next.

Li Mo asked Han Cai secretly, but Han Cai didn't know the reason.

He simply used wooden boards to seal off the wing of the back room, and at the same time let the poisonous bees transformed by the mist spread around every corner as much as possible to prevent anyone from breaking in.

After finishing the work, the waning moon was already hanging in the sky.

Li Mo took a deep breath and looked out into the dark night outside the courtyard. He seemed to be able to see a giant object more than ten meters tall passing by the pawn shop.

It seems that Rong Town has become a hunting ground for the inner beasts.

It was still normal outside the city. Officers and soldiers were resisting waves of incoming beast-skin men. Corpses were piled up at the foot of the mountain, attracting flies.

Li Mo was still calm, but Li Qingfang's brother and sister were at a loss. The fear caused by the unknown danger was like a shadow weighing on their chests.

Five days passed while the monks were sitting uneasily.

Li Mo couldn't help but suspect that perhaps Tian Changwen and the two wanted to put aside their respective forces and decide on their own the direction of the beast cultivator and puppet cultivator for thousands of years.

He patiently meditated and practiced, just like his daily life in Duoji Mountain.

Boom boom boom...

Li Mo opened his eyes. On the seventh day when he was guarding the calligraphy and painting hall, sudden changes occurred in Rongzhen, and strong vibrations covered every building.

Spider web-like cracks spread across the ground, as if the mountains were about to collapse.

However, the commotion only lasted for half a day, and then the town returned to calm.

Li Mo summoned the secret bones of the Shingon Sect to protect his vitals, and cautiously came to the courtyard, only to find that the outside of the painting and calligraphy hall was shrouded in thick fog.

You can't even see the other buildings clearly.

Li Mo frowned slightly, and the connection between his consciousness and the poisonous bees became weak, and he could only barely perceive the approximate location of each poisonous bee.

But what makes him weird is that the position of the poisonous bee seems to have been disrupted.

Li Mo couldn't help but feel afraid, mainly because he was afraid that Tian Changwen would notice his little trick and consider whether to disperse the poisonous bees everywhere.

At this time, there was another surge of information from the spiritual tablet.

Li Mo quickly checked the spirit tablets, his expression becoming confused.

Tian Changwen suddenly made a confusing request, asking Li Mo to refine low-grade defensive magic weapons in large quantities as soon as possible.

Each low-grade magic weapon is calculated with ten contribution points.

But the problem is that the low-grade spiritual materials in Li Mo's storage bag are limited.

After Xiwu and other magic weapons have been refined for ten times, the next refining will involve mid-grade spiritual materials. There is no reason for him to carry a large amount of useless spiritual materials with him.

Li Mo hesitated slightly, but before he could react, the calligraphy and painting hall suddenly shook again.

The mountain breeze blows in the face, and the dead leaves in the courtyard invariably fly towards the south, as if there is an inexplicable force acting on the calligraphy and painting hall.

Li Mo's muscles tensed up, and the ghost tiger sneaked into the shadows silently.

After a few breaths, the shaking stopped, and the thick fog in front of the main gate of the calligraphy and painting hall slowly dispersed, revealing a dilapidated wooden house.

It was a woodshed where wood was stored, and only handymen would come in and out on weekdays.

Li Mo licked his lips.

He clearly remembered that the woodshed was in the northwest corner of the pawn shop, far away from the painting and calligraphy hall. How could it appear here?

Li Mo came to the edge of the courtyard, where the secret bones of the Shingon Sect were covered with flesh and fur.

He looked at the wooden door of the woodshed, which was ajar. There was a dim candlelight illuminating the room. There was indeed a strange smell unique to spiritual materials.

Li Mo stretched out his hand, stretched his arm and smashed the wooden door directly.

The scene in the woodshed came into view. All kinds of low-grade spiritual materials were piled up against the wall. The number was roughly estimated to be over a thousand.

It was obviously prepared by Tian Changwen and used by Li Mo to refine low-grade magical instruments.

To be cautious, Li Mo swept away all the spiritual materials through the roots of the evergreen tree, which should be enough to refine seventy or eighty low-grade magic weapons.

After all the spiritual materials were gone, there was another sudden earthquake.

Li Mo stared closely at the woodshed, but saw that the house was pulled directly into the thick fog and disappeared in front of him in an instant.

"This is……"

Li Mo's expression was complicated. The vibration turned out to be caused by the movement of the house. It seemed that there were tentacles of flesh and blood dragging the house. Tian Changwen and Shi Ji completely disrupted the architectural layout of Rong Town.

He couldn't help but look at the sky where day and night were hard to distinguish.

The monk alone is in charge of the building, and Tian Changwen and the two can move the building at will.

As expected, Tian Changwen's beast cultivator occupied the east area of ​​Rong Town, and Shi Ji's puppet cultivator occupied the west area of ​​Rong Town.

Isn't the move of the two people equivalent to turning the town into a chessboard for game?

More than a dozen inner beasts turned into resource points for the two parties to compete for, adding a lot of variables to the chess game and making Li Mo's scalp numb.

Tian Changwen was on the offensive side and Shiji was on the defensive side.

If Tian Changwen spends too many chess pieces on a certain inner beast, and Shi Ji spends less chess pieces so that the former cannot attack for a long time, it is likely that the former will be defeated.

“What an eye-opener.”

The complexity of the chess game can be imagined. Even if the pieces on both sides are obviously strong and weak, the outcome will not be known until the end.

Li Mo shook his head helplessly. The chess piece he played seemed to be a "baggage", which was the logistics soldier responsible for manufacturing equipment on the ancient battlefield.

In fact, it is a versatile chess piece.

Able to refine weapons, capable of medical skills, and able to participate in the encirclement and suppression of the inner sect's strange beasts.

The medical clinic where Han Cai is located should be a neutral chess piece "medical pawn" and will not directly intervene in the game, but trouble will definitely be inevitable.

Li Mo informed Han Cai of his conjecture, and then started refining the magic weapon non-stop.

He didn't know Tian Changwen's requirements for low-grade magic weapons, but since they were used for his own forces, they must be refined at least three times to be reliable.