Immortal Immortal

The thick fog shrouding Rong Town is beginning to disperse, and the battle for orthodoxy is about to come to an end, but there are still a lot of troubles to follow.

After the two sides of the puppets and beasts faced off, it was no longer possible to maintain a superficial balance.

There are even some beast cultivators who want to encourage Tian Changwen to exterminate the puppet cultivator's inheritance, but the top brass of the beast cultivators know that the multi-limb exercises represent the Ziqi sect, which is the general trend.

Boom boom boom...

The ground in Rong Town is shaking, and buildings everywhere are returning to their original positions.

However, large areas of destroyed streets still require time-consuming and laborious efforts to repave them.

Monks are no longer restricted from traveling and can walk freely in the town.

Just to prevent the puppet beasts from fighting, the Yamen sent many police officers to patrol the streets, and the atmosphere in Rong Town seemed extremely depressing.

The mountain rain is coming and the wind is blowing all over the building.

The mountain rain suddenly stopped, only to increase the mess on the ground.

The medical center was extremely noisy. Even hundreds of meters away from the store, you could hear the painful wails coming from inside, which was horrifying.

Jin Li walked to the door of the medical center, but the sound of sheep's braying stopped him in his tracks.

After hesitating for a long time, he bravely pushed open the door of the medical center. The scene he saw was like a hell on earth, and he couldn't help but take a breath.

In the spacious lobby, there are more than a hundred monsters placed.

They generally no longer have a human shape, their hands and feet have been mutated to varying degrees, and their skin is covered with black needle-like hair.

Even in some severe cases, the body is just a lump of fat and wriggling meat, with facial features distributed around the meat, and a single sheep's hoof supports the bloated body.

When Jin Li glanced at it, his stomach was a little turbulent.

He understood what the strange beast was about, and he became increasingly demanding about being promoted to the weak crown stage.

If you encounter a fatal illness in the future and do not have enough strength to survive the disaster, your old age will probably be like this.

A guy stopped Jin Li and said with a frightened expression: "Don't come in, the smell they emit is corrosive to a certain extent."

"Hey, I recognize you, are you looking for Li Mo?"

Wearing a strict robe and a mask, Zhou Fawei is symbolically helping the beast suppress alienation, his words are full of exhaustion.

"Well, layman Shanhai."

"Wait at the door for a while, I've asked the guy to inform him."

Jin Li nodded in agreement, turned his head away uncomfortably, and was creeped out by the weird murmur of the monster.

He glanced around the corner and saw a strange beast that looked slightly familiar.

"Li Zhuang?"

The strange beast also noticed Jin Li, and let out a bitter cry from its mouth. Its memory was blurred, but its most basic instincts were still retained.

"Save me, save me, Brother Jinli, I don't want to turn into a monster..."

The strange beasts in the lobby of the medical center started to riot, a wood spiritual power spread out, and cracks spread on the wall.

The doctor quickly suppressed the monster, while the waiter was frightened and took a few steps back.

One of the waiters bumped into something and fell on his back. His face was stained with the flesh and blood of the monsters left on the ground, and it immediately became alienated.

Fortunately, a doctor responded in time and used his versatile skills to clean up the granulation in the wound, which almost eroded the brain.

"damn it."

Zhou Fawei secretly cursed a few times. If there were casualties in the medical center due to the riot of strange beasts, he would definitely be blamed.

He wanted to ask Han Cai for help, but the latter had already retreated to recuperate.

In fact, before Han Cai went into seclusion, he used brain surgery to make the monster temporarily lose its perception of the outside world. Zhou Fawei only needed to stabilize the monster's state.

However, within a few days, the monster would get out of control from time to time.

A chill ran down Zhou Fawei's spine, and his expression showed no sign of fatigue, "Feng Lin, go and light three ounces of soul-destroying sandalwood."

"Yin Wuyi, come and activate the magic circle in the lobby, drain away the spiritual power leaked by the monsters, and don't let the alienation of the monsters get worse."

"Anyone who is not a doctor at the medical center should leave the lobby immediately..."

After Zhou Fawei calmed down, he began to properly arrange everything in the medical center, and the situation eased.

But just to maintain the status quo, the beast's restlessness has not subsided at all.

Zhou Fawei was walking in the lobby, his forehead covered with sweat. He looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was a little frightened.

If you want to completely solve the problem, you have to wait for the slaughterhouse to end.

But the devil knows what Qingfang Taoist planned. If Zhou Fawei cannot continue the high-intensity surgery, he will only destroy himself.

Fortunately, Li Mo was coming from the backyard.

Zhou Fawei had placed all his hopes on Han Cai's direct disciples. With Li Mo's medical skills, he could maintain the situation in minutes.

Even if the two of them alternate operations, it shouldn't be difficult to survive until the end of the slaughterhouse.

Zhou Fawei waited patiently, raising and lowering his four arms continuously. The long period of concentration made his spirit tired.

At the same time, fragmentary footsteps came from far to near.

Zhou Fawei breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but turn his head and look towards the dim corridor. The first thing he saw was a pair of dark golden vertical pupils.

He didn't know why there was a sudden flash of light on his back, and his breathing became rapid.

Seeing that Zhou Fawei had stopped operating, the doctors kept calling his name, and the strange beasts started to move.

Jin Li outside the door retreated to the corner, goosebumps appearing all over his body.

Seeing that the beast was about to lose control, Li Mo's figure came to the lobby, unabashedly showing a ferocious aura, like a wild beast.

The monster froze in place instantly, and the noisy medical center became completely silent.

Zhou Fawei swallowed.

He suddenly had the illusion that compared to the indescribable beast, Li Mo, who had almost no traces of alienation, was a more terrifying and inexplicable existence.

"Dr. Zhou, if medical skills can't solve the problem, then let's be straightforward."

Li Mo called out the clavicle sealing chain.

The iron chains tied up the monsters one after another, and the toxins that paralyzed the flesh and blood were injected into their bodies.

Li Mo was a little worried, so he ran the Five Poisons and Five Gods Heart Meridian. The clavicle sealing chain immediately transformed into an insect, and the metal material gradually transformed into an insect armor, and a strange rustling sound was heard.

Under the gaze of Zhou Fawei and other monks, the clavicle-sealing chain turned into a human-faced centipede.

The insect legs of the human-faced centipede pierced the flesh and blood of the strange beast. The poison after transforming into insects was even more toxic. For a while, the strange beast didn't even have the strength to open its mouth.

Li Mo nodded with satisfaction.

Since the evergreen tree accidentally merged into the mountain of corpses, the five internal organs still lacked a magic weapon, so Li Mo simply completed the ten refinements of the clavicle sealing chain and used it as one of his regular methods.

The ten refinements of the clavicle sealing chain are mainly reflected in the fact that the magic weapon can be separated from the body for a long time.

Needless to say, as a middle-grade magic weapon that mainly focuses on sealing, the clavicle sealing chain really fits Li Mo's current system.

After being blended into the bone powder of monks, although the magic weapon cannot deliberately target certain types of exercises, it can be effective on both monks and puppets.

The most important thing is that Li Mo's own methods are too cruel, and it would be nice to have a clavicle sealing chain to help keep him alive, so as not to stop it in time.

While at Oto's mansion, he was clearly attacked by twenty or thirty puppet cultivators.

But there were only nine more residents in the Yin sub-peak, and the rest were all killed by Li Mo because his ferocity could not be restrained.

It's really too wasteful.

"rise."

Li Mo hung all the monsters on the ceiling, and then slowly walked into the courtyard under the admiring eyes of the doctors at the medical clinic.

After Jin Li went through various incidents, he was already accustomed to Li Mo's strength.

Li Mo released breath mist to wrap around the two of them, isolating the sound.

Jin Li leaned against the wall with a hint of melancholy, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Li, the entrance and exit of Rong Town will be opened in a few days. I plan to return to Duoji Mountain to prepare for the foundation construction."

"Congratulations."

Li Mo looked at Jin Li. His foundation was relatively solid, but he often relied on resources to take shortcuts during his training.

He felt that whether Jin Li could build a foundation depended on his luck, and said in a deep voice, "What's missing?"

Jin Li shook his head slightly, "No, I'm taking too many tricks. I plan to use clumsy methods to polish my skills and liquefy the spiritual power bit by bit."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Brother Li must be careful when staying in Rong Town."

Seeing that Jin Li hesitated to speak, Li Mo also understood the former's concerns. The battle for orthodoxy was just the prelude. He did not think that Tian Changwen would be satisfied with a few beasts.

"After I finish dealing with the medical center, I will return to Duoji Mountain."

Jin Li was slightly surprised. Why don't you try to fight for the blood of all beasts?

Li Mo had no reason to stay in Rong Town. The abundant haze aura in Duoji Mountain was the shortcut for him to reach the false elixir stage as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Li Mo handed Jin Li a piece of paper and asked him to pass it to the Buddhist layman.

The battle for orthodoxy has come to an end, but if the thick fog that shrouds Rong Town does not clear up, it will be impossible to contact the outside world through spiritual tablets and talismans.

Li Mo needs Buddhist layman to help him collect various resources.

Materials to build the corpse mountain ecosystem; spiritual materials to be planted; books related to elixir refining and weapon refining; elixirs to assist in practice...

The most important thing is that Li Mo hopes that the layman of Futu will learn more exercises. The best exercises record the content of promotion to the false elixir period.

It doesn't matter if there are some evil points in the technique, he has no intention of practicing anyway.

Li Mo is not planning to replace the Five Poisons and Five Gods Heart Sutra for the time being, but the content of this technique regarding the false elixir period is too brief. Using this to break through the realm is likely to affect the subsequent elixir formation.

Let's just use the original Tao seeds to perfect the Five Poisons and Five Gods Heart Sutra as much as possible.

Jin Li wrote them down one by one, and then left the medical center. He didn't know how many years it would take to build the foundation. It might take more than ten years.

Li Mo watched Jin Li's back go away.

The cruelty of the path to immortality is indescribable. Even if there is immortality, many familiar comrades will disappear quietly.

Perhaps they are buried in a foreign land, or perhaps they are suffering from a fatal disease and choose to live in seclusion.

Li Mo looked at his still alive body, and the laziness in his heart disappeared.

He ignored the compliments from the doctors at the medical clinic and continued his boring daily cycle, only occasionally coming out to maintain the clavicle sealing chain.

Time flies by like a white horse.

In the deep winter snow, strange beasts disappeared one after another.

A group of monks with dazed faces walked out of the slaughterhouse. They were more or less partially transformed into monsters, and they had to take pills provided by the store to suppress them for a few years.

The people in the cellars of Melting Town woke up.

They asked the police officers along the road what year it was, and then posted the Spring Festival couplets in the doorway.

One child sang loudly.

"Thousands of miles of grass, the grass is green, and it will take ten days to tell, but it will not grow."