"God's messenger, why did you suddenly release the divine will?"

The peddler looked alert, and people in their line of work were very careful.

If the other party was not also a member of the Summoning Demon Sect and the amount he wanted was very large, he would never have taken him to the stronghold.

"Humph, it's because your Blood Refining Hall hid too deep. I wanted to find Lu Zhuang to get some divine power powder. Now he is dead, and it took so long."

"My master saw that I had no news for a long time, so he used the secret technique to urge me. If I delay the important matter, let's see how you will explain to the headquarters!"

Little Li, the divine messenger, snorted coldly and scolded the other party instead.

The peddler shuddered, obviously scared. He asked in a confused manner:

"I don't know why the envoy suddenly wants so much divine power powder?"

"Hehe..."

Before Li Mo laughed, Murong Xiao behind him laughed.

"......"

I didn't ask you, why are you laughing?

Li Mo wanted to say a few more words, but now he couldn't say anything.

Fortunately, the peddler shuddered, and he didn't know what bad things he thought of. He said palely:

"I won't ask anymore, I won't ask anymore..."

As he said that, he dragged Lu Zhuang's body and led the way.

At this time, the Taiyin spirit behind Li Mo also slowly dissipated.

Not long after.

An abandoned temple appeared in front.

"Although Tianzun brand instant noodles are well known to everyone, the production of our Shenli San is very cautious. Even the base of Xueliantang is found in a deserted place."

"Customers who need Shenli San don't know where our base is."

"This temple used to be quite popular. We killed all the bald donkeys in it and hollowed out the underground before we established the base."

The peddler pointed to the abandoned temple in front.

The dilapidated temple had obviously been abandoned for a long time, and there had been no incense for a long time. The sunlight from outside shone in, illuminating a solemn Buddha statue.

Creaky--

"Hmm?" The peddler turned back curiously and looked at Murong Xiao in confusion.

This sir seems very angry?

"Hehehe!" Murong Xiao laughed strangely.

"He is from the Hundred Beasts Hall and wants to eat the Divine Power Powder."

Li Mo said calmly.

The peddler thought that the followers of the Hundred Beasts Hall were indeed a little mentally ill as rumored.

"Our Divine Power Powder with Tianzun sauce tastes very pure, please rest assured, sir."

As the peddler said, he twisted the candlestick on the altar, and suddenly a rumbling sound came.

The clay face of the Buddha statue facing the sun turned dark and slightly hideous.

Below was a corridor that could accommodate two people side by side.

"Please."

"Um..."

Li Mo responded, and looked at Zhao Jing out of the corner of his eye, who nodded imperceptibly.

Xiao Qin and Huang Donglai were in the team, so it goes without saying how stable this Tim was, right?

They had discussed it before coming, and when they found the location, Zhao Jing directly sent a message to her master, and they only had to wait for the arrival of the divine detective, and everything would be fine.

Afterwards, everyone entered the corridor, and soon went deep into the ground, and saw a very open space.

The candlelight was dim, illuminating the miscellaneous piles of medicinal materials, including the Tianzun brand instant noodles that had not yet been packaged.

In the center of the space were several large alchemy furnaces, which were emitting steam and a pungent smell, and the people of the Blood Refining Hall were busy in them.

The scene made Li Mo think of...

A three-no black-hearted workshop?

"Please wait a moment, my lords. I will go and disperse the divine power back to the furnace and rebuild it."

The peddler said, carrying Lu Zhuang's body to the alchemy furnace.

Li Mo: "?"

He was wondering on the way why the peddler took Lu Zhuang's body with him.

At first he thought the peddler wanted to bury Lu Zhuang, but now he found that it seemed not to be the case.....

Lu Zhuang might have been very strong.

But now he is dead and skinny. Who can tell that he has an excellent martial arts physique. Although he has not been on the Potential Dragon List, he is also a genius in body refining?

Lu Zhuang's body was thrown into the alchemy furnace.

This craftsman who was unwilling to lag behind and finally chose to go astray disappeared in the dark red flames.

His unwillingness and his talent were devoured by the flames.

In the end, a piece of dark red powder was left, which was mixed into the sauce by the followers of the Blood Refining Hall and packaged into Tianzun brand instant noodles.

These special instant noodles will flow into the market through certain channels.

I wonder if Lu Zhuang had ever thought that one day, when he first took the Divine Power Powder, he would become the Divine Power Powder that he regarded as his life, and be put into a bag of instant noodles?

Li Mo's forehead jumped, and he felt like his hair was about to burn.

"....."

Huang Donglai held his wrist and shook his head silently at him.

A hall must have more than one person in the third realm, at least there are strong men in the fourth realm, or even the fifth realm.

It is too irrational to take action now.

"Please."

The peddler took a bag of divine power powder and handed it to several people.

He smiled and said:

"The blood refining of the hundred beasts in the Beast Hall, with divine power powder to assist cultivation, has a miraculous effect. Don't be polite, try it."

"Fresh."

"....."

Li Mo told himself to stay calm and shook his head: "My body refining is purely natural, I don't like this thing."

"Ugh..."

Murong Xiao retched, first with strong discomfort, and then black air appeared on his face.

This thing made him angry, and his humanity was also impacted. He hurriedly recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart to control his heart.

Zhao Jing held the long knife, and seeing this kind of distorted human nature, she couldn't hold back with a sense of justice.

"What do you mean, gentlemen?"

The peddler suddenly took a few steps back, and the Blood Refining Hall believers around him stopped their work and silently surrounded him, all holding their weapons.

"Do you look down on me, or... don't you know the martial arts of the Beast Hall?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

And the blood-red divine power powder was placed in front of him as a final test.

As we all know, Xiao Li has a lot of ideas.

He has many ways to deal with it. Even if he eats it, with his immortal body and the burning of the fire, this divine power powder will not have any effect on him at all, but he will not allow himself to get away with it.

This is cannibalism.

"I refuse."

Hearing Li Mo's voice, Huang Donglai, Xiao Qin, and Murong Xiao, who were familiar with him, silently clenched their weapons.

This time, it was not a hammer that appeared in his hand.

The Chixiao Sword lit up with a cold death intent, bright and resolute.

.....

PS: Please charge the battery, muah

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