Immortal Immortal

The fight for human skins intensified, and one could see mangled corpses on the road leading to the temple on the top of the mountain.

Master Fenglin led the way, and there were five puppet cultivators walking with him.

He thought about the profit distribution of this trip, and his expression showed a little pain. After all, it was related to spiritual materials. The more cultivators involved, the less profits he would share.

However, Master Fenglin did not detect the reality of the nameless temple, and he did not know who the beast cultivators behind the scenes were.

Taoist Fuyan looks half-man and half-horse, with arm-like antlers on his head. Weakguan's early cultivation level is not outstanding among the team.

He asked softly: "Since a beast cultivator has appeared in Black Wind Village, shouldn't we notify Shopkeeper Shi and ask her to send support?"

All the puppet cultivators cast their gazes one after another, with a faint look of judgment in their eyes.

Even though Fu Yan's speech and behavior were normal, they were deeply disgusted by the fact that he liked to eat women's brains.

Master Fenglin frowned slightly, then replied with a smile: "We have to at least understand the general situation. We can't ask Shopkeeper Shi for everything. Let's make a report in a few days."

The main reason why he called Fuyan was that he had to have someone as a scapegoat.

Large amounts of resources are not easy to come by. If Shi Ji is held accountable afterwards, he will have to spit out all the resources he has eaten.

Fuyan said nothing and looked at the unknown temple on the top of the mountain.

The temple is deserted at night, with only a few lanterns emitting a faint light, and the residual scent of incense can still be smelled in the courtyard.

"Walk."

Master Fenglin saw that the other puppet cultivators were hesitant and said quickly: "After my observation, the beast cultivator is not in the West City at all. He should be entangled in some trouble."

"Now that the time is right, there is nothing to worry about."

Master Fenglin quickened his pace. Because he was deliberately wearing a magical robe, his steps were silent and he didn't make any sound.

And in the blind spot of their vision, a group of shadows was crawling.

The ghost tiger is in the dark and has no disadvantages. The methods that the puppet cultivator thinks are hidden are as bright as torches in its eyes.

Only Master Fenglin hesitantly turned his head and looked behind him. Seeing that there was nothing strange, he continued towards the main hall.

Just when he was careless, the ghost tiger flashed past.

A chill ran down Fuyan's back, and he said in shock: "Kong Xianfa was still on my left just now, but he disappeared."

Master Fenglin cursed a few times, and looked around and saw that Kong Xianfa was nowhere to be seen.

His first reaction was that Kong Xianfa was so obsessed with it that he chose to run away, but they all knew each other well.

Master Fenglin suppressed his distracting thoughts, feeling as if a strange beast was peeping in the darkness.

He secretly cursed a few times, but there was no way out now. If he returned without success, the other puppet cultivators would have their own agendas.

"Don't worry, I'll let him keep watch in the dark."

The puppet cultivators did not dare to be suspicious, and they arrived at the main hall after a while.

The door of the main hall was ajar, and Master Fenglin saw the statue at a glance. Because it was often watered with blood, the color was slightly dull.

He looked greedy, and pairs of baby hands and feet grew on both sides of his eyes.

"Leave someone to guard the door..."

Before Master Fenglin finished speaking, he noticed from the corner of his eye a black shadow rushing toward them. As soon as he turned around, there were only four people left in the team.

There was only one severed hand twitching on the spot.

All the puppet cultivators were afraid. Before they could even see the monster clearly, they were easily attacked by the opponent. The nameless temple was not easy.

"Master Fenglin, why don't we evacuate the mountain for now and wait another day..."

Master Fenglin stared at Fuyan with bloodshot eyes, murderous intent, and the latter couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He walked straight into the main hall and came to the statue.

The statue was filled with a pungent and unpleasant smell of blood. Master Fenglin knew that it was because believers sacrificed flesh and blood every day, and there must be a large number of corpses of strange beasts stored in it.

The other puppet cultivators came over one after another, unable to hold back the throbbing in their hearts.

"According to my observations over the past few days, there are at least two to three hundred monster corpses inside the statue. Think about how many spiritual materials there will be."

Master Fenglin's expression was distorted, and he had already been carried away by greed.

He placed his right hand against the surface of the statue and opened a gap in his palm, as if he was exploring the situation in the Mustard Seed Space.

"No way, no way."

Master Fenglin's face turned pale, and there was only residual blood left in the mustard space. The body of the strange beast had been captured first.

"How is it, Master Fenglin?"

Master Fenglin didn't know how to answer for a moment, and his clothes were soaked.

He realized that the nameless temple might be the work of animal cultivators, and he was deeply involved in it, so he couldn't help shouting hysterically.

"You dare, Shopkeeper Shi has the soul lamp that will save our lives."

Master Fenglin's roar echoed in the main hall, but there was no response at all.

Fu Yan asked in a deep voice: "What is the situation? Is there a corpse of a strange beast in the statue? Who is the beast cultivator who is dealing with us?"

Master Fenglin let out a strange laugh. The characteristic that multi-limb exercises can make his mental state unstable was clearly reflected in him.

Dong dong dong...

The sound of wooden fish tapping was heard.

At some point, a strange man in black robe appeared in the main hall. His appearance was unclear, and he was exuding a mixture of yellow and green spiritual power.

A puppet cultivator walked quickly towards the weirdo.

As a result, before he could get closer, the weirdo raised his head and revealed a sharp-mouthed thunderous face, his eyes full of anger for killing.

The mandrill puffed out poisonous smoke and pulled out an eyebrow-level stick from his ribs with both hands.

"ha……"

With just one blow, the neck of the puppet cultivator in front of him was at a 90-degree angle, his throat was pierced by the mandrill's tail, and blood splattered everywhere.

The mandrill screamed excitedly, caught up with Fuyan in three steps, and smashed its four legs with a stick.

"Show up, I know it's you!!"

"Shanhai layman!!!"

When Master Fenglin came to his senses, the baby's arm got into the eye socket. The moment the eyeball was gouged out, a shadow formed in the main hall.

The shadow, made of arms, screamed and rushed towards the mandrill.

The mandrill was not afraid at all, but became more and more courageous as he fought. His mouth and nose made a swallowing posture, and his body swelled crazily to over four meters.

It completely ignored its own injuries, and its flesh and blood changed to one against three.

Ghost Tiger also joined the fight, biting off the neck of a puppet cultivator with his bloody mouth, and the situation soon tilted towards Li Mo.

Master Fenglin couldn't help but want to quit.

Even with his cultivation in the middle stage of the weak crown, he was not invincible against the two spiritual beasts, but the pressure brought by Li Mo was invisibly suffocating.

You can see how terrifying Li Mo is from the bounty of two thousand mid-grade spiritual stones on the bulletin board.

Li Mo's record in Duoji Mountain was enough to be intimidating. After establishing the foundation, he became even more unstoppable, and he already had a tendency to become a weak leader in the championship period.

When Master Fenglin thought of this, he couldn't help but want to retreat.

puff.

His right eye exploded, and the multi-armed phantom he summoned was already severely injured, making Feng Lin more determined to escape.

Master Fenglin pretended to be desperate, taking advantage of the gap between his colleagues to entangle the tattooed beast, and at the cost of both arms, the spiritual power of Zhongdantian instantly returned to its peak.

He ducked and disappeared into the main hall, not caring whether he would encounter a monster or not, and ran towards the city.

Due to his damaged vision, Master Fenglin didn't pay attention to the surrounding terrain at all. It took him a while before he realized something was wrong.

He endured the pain in his eyes and found that he had arrived at an empty mass grave.

The names of the five puppet cultivators were clearly engraved on the row of tombstones in front of them. A hole had been dug for the sixth grave, and while Fenglin Daoist was stunned, tentacles of flesh and blood were wrapped around his hands and feet.

The mountain of corpses sustains their lives, and they cannot survive without seeking death.

Li Mo stayed inside the statue the entire time.

He watched as the number of residents in the Yin sub-peak increased to seven, and the spiritual energy concentration increased by about 30%, and the spiritual materials could not help but thrive.

With Li Mo's methods, it was too easy to deal with several puppet cultivators of the same realm if he was prepared in advance.

He even hoped for more waves of people to come.

Li Mo calmly continued to practice in seclusion, and at the same time divided the last Peiyuan Fruit, which had three hundred years of medicinal power, into six.

The tattooed beasts are restless, and the temptation from the essence makes them unable to control themselves.

The essence flows along the eight extraordinary meridians, and even the meridians benefit a lot, and finally ends up in the six tattoo locations on the limbs and shoulders.

Sure enough, the tattooed beast fell into a deep sleep.

Li Mo raised his eyebrows.

He took out the bronze mirror to examine the appearance, and noticed that the eyes turned into the vertical pupils of a beast, and the canine teeth became extremely sharp.

The heart was beating heavily, and there was an inexplicable difference in the blood.

"This is……"

Li Mo looked incredulous, "The incomplete acquired Taoist body?"

He immediately couldn't laugh or cry. In order to ensure that the number of Dao bodies would not be too large, he did not imprint the Dantian. As a result, after Hui Qingyi's transformation several times, his physique actually improved.

The formation of the acquired Taoist body is inherently full of coincidences.

If nothing unexpected happens, after the transformation of the tattooed beast is completed, the Tao body will be born.

The only good thing is that because Hui Qingyi is attached to the skin, the aura of the acquired Taoist body will be very hidden. As long as Li Mo doesn't show it deliberately, it should not be noticed.

This unknown acquired Taoist body is not entirely due to Li Mo's great luck. It is actually because the foundation laid by Hui Qingyi is too strong.

The painted animal head tattoo contains charm, making the tattooed beast's spirituality far beyond ordinary; by continuously nourishing the tattooed beast with Peiyuan fruit, the innate essence can be found but not found; the spiritual power, flesh and blood related to the painted green clothes are all blessed by the Taoist body.

Li Mo sighed helplessly and could only accept the reality.

"With my current qualifications, if I were to be placed in the mass-produced Ziqi sect of the Houtian Taoist body, I would probably be considered a gifted person, right?"

Li Mo closed his eyes to rest, but he couldn't help but glance at the Niwan Palace. The Book of Creation suppressed a knife-shaped jade stone, which was the token of Ziqi Sect's status as an outer disciple.

"The elixir-forming technique of the Melting Town Technique has drawbacks, and it does not have the content of becoming a baby..."

"If the puppet cultivator becomes powerful, it is really time to consider the path of cultivation in the future. It is impossible to become an immortal in the Heart Beast Sect."

"If you change the door, it would be appropriate for the spiritual root page to be used to brand the second dantian."

Li Mo was immersed in the process of gestating the acquired Taoist body, and his consciousness was like returning to the mother's womb.

Black Wind Ridge began to lose control, with monsters deviating from the established rules, and the scale has spread to the entire town.

If you observe carefully, there is a magic circle covering Heifeng Ridge.

More than half a month has passed.

Li Mo's tattooed beasts gradually completed their transformations, and he was still exploring the new acquired body, but the death ceremony came quietly.

A large number of monster believers poured into the nameless temple and carried the statue towards the center of the city.

Li Mo:?