Supreme Merit Cultivation System

The two looked at each other and both noticed that the pile of firewood had some signs of being stirred.

Facing an unknown and possibly stronger opponent, both of them were a little nervous. The short and fat monk simply activated his robes and formed a billowing spiritual energy to protect his body.

Another monk also raised his robe and held up a dark cloud umbrella in front of him.

The short and fat monk saw that his companions had also set up defenses, and the dark cloud umbrella made of gray leaves and linen was full of clouds, blocking an area of ​​about ten feet, and even he was protected. Then he raised his hand and went to lift it.

That pyre.

Only half of it was lifted, and the hook-nosed monk was seen lying underneath, staring at the two of them.

The ordinary-looking monk's expression changed drastically, and he went over to help him.

The short and fat monk's eyes flashed, and he quickly stopped him. He said: "It's a substitute charm! The robe underneath is that boy's. The mouse will bark when it smells the breath of the robe. There is a trick in it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hook-nosed monk's body suddenly exploded into pieces. A fluttering butterfly flew out, as big as two fists. It flapped its wings seemingly unpleasantly, but in the flash of lightning, it had already fallen into the dark cloud umbrella.

Cover.

"It's Meng Meng's nail-shooting butterfly hairpin. Could it be that she was also poisoned?" the short and fat monk said with a frown. There was no sign of worry from the voice.

Sure enough, the butterfly flapped its wings violently, and shot out a golden spike from its back. Although it penetrated the dark cloud umbrella cover and the barb hooked into the gray leaf hemp material, it could not move forward an inch.

"No!" the short and fat monk shouted suddenly, and ran away. Even the little mouse was thrown aside and he couldn't care about it.

He reacted quickly enough, and the reaction of an ordinary-looking monk was a little worse. He was still looking at the flowers and butterflies nailed to the cover of his dark cloud umbrella.

Almost at the same time as the short and fat monk was shouting, Li Mo, who was lying on the beam with the risk of hibernation, suddenly turned over. The ice and fire sword came down from the top and instantly pierced the ordinary-looking monk with incomparable sharpness.

The aura of the body-protecting robe stuck close to his head, penetrated into the back of his neck, and then emerged from his chest.

The flying sword was like a fish. It shot through a person without slowing down. Instead, it shook its head, swung its tail, accelerated suddenly, and then picked up the short, fat monk who rolled away.

The ordinary-looking monk staggered and fell to the ground.

The pudgy monk's eyes were splitting at the sight, and he was even more shocked by the power of this sword. The flying swords were chasing after him, and if he ran for his life without hesitation, he was really looking for death.

He suddenly stopped and opened his mouth to spit out a little golden light. A few feet in front of him, it turned into a "paper crane" with silver light flowing around it. It was said to be a paper crane because Li Mo was familiar with the folding method and was quite good at it on earth.

That's the way to go. But in fact, this is not made of paper, but a magic weapon made of wolf-hair-drawn silver.

The silver crane flew into the sky, as if it had come alive, its wings flapped violently, and it reached for its beak to bite the flying sword of ice and fire. It hit the target with one bite, and then flapped its wings fiercely, trying to slow down the speed of the flying sword.

The short and fat monk succeeded with one blow. He didn't even want the silver crane anymore and ran away. In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

How could Li Mo still have the strength to pursue? It would be good if he could deliver a powerful blow. Having a sharp knife in his belly was no joke. Every move he made would cut his intestines and rupture his abdomen, causing the blood to flow endlessly.

Therefore, he actually had to be lucky that not all of the people in the black uniform team were as desperate as that hook-nosed man. Otherwise, if the short and fat monk turned around and fought with him, he would have suffered a huge loss.

Holding his stomach and jumping off the beam, he plundered the good things of the ordinary-looking monk and banished him. He also collected the hook-nosed robe, but when he looked for the little mouse again, he found nothing.

It seemed that the little guy was really frightened this time, so it would be best to run away and never come back.

System: "The merit value of the exiled target is -80, and the subject receives a reward of 80 merit points."

This time the trap was set up and the last stand-in for Hook Nose was also used. However, Li Mo has already understood the production method and is ready to be a sinister person when he has the opportunity...

He went over to collect the flying sword again, and carefully observed Yinhe's folding method to confirm that he knew it. He was speechless. Unexpectedly, in another world, the origami skills were still like this... no creativity!

This silver crane actually represents a whole set of mechanical magic weapon schools. For example, the silver crane, silver eagle, and silver eagle are the weapon capture flow. Generally speaking, this kind of magic weapon is designed to capture the opponent's magic weapon.

If there is magic weapon level suppression, you can directly capture the opponent's magic weapon. Even if the magic weapon level is much inferior, you can still block and delay it as before.

But I don’t have time to study this now, so I’d better run for my life!

He was seriously injured, and the injuries kept getting worse. His lower stomach was throbbing with pain. Fortunately, Li Mo had always been a strong man. He gritted his teeth and used the hibernation technique, and walked a few hundred meters to a small lake. He might as well

He jumped neatly into the artificial lake, inserted the steel needle into a dead branch at the bottom of the lake, and then returned to the practice room.

When the practice room was made transparent, he became speechless for a while.

I saw groups of colorful koi swimming above my head, free and happy. This scene did not match the Anfu where dead bodies were everywhere!

These koi have become wild fish since then! They may not know that their owners are almost dead!

Sighing secretly, he asked quietly: "What do you think if I buy a flower-scented life-sustaining pill and eat it first?"

System: "Not recommended. A flower-scented life-sustaining pill can no longer cure you completely. Besides, after you are cured, you have to take out your scimitar and treat it again. This is not the same as road construction in your hometown.

Already?"

Li Heizai: "What? I'm still me, why is a flower-scented life-sustaining pill suddenly not enough?"

System: "Your physique has been increasing. Moreover, you were injured too seriously this time. Hurry up and refine the knife. It's not good to leave it like that..."

Li Mo quickly gathered his mind and began to concentrate on refining the scimitar flowing water. As he concentrated on refining, he gradually discovered an abnormality. His meridians that had been invaded by the liquefied iron from Zhaoquan were a little numb, and the meridians next to the scimitar flowing water were a little numb.

The body tissues are no longer full of vitality and have a somewhat "dead flesh" feel.

"My... sun! This knife is poisonous! Isn't it made of mercury?" he cursed.

System: "Of course it's not mercury or lead, but it's just a poisonous material. You're not poisoned deeply, so it's okay. Once your cultivation is restored, your own magic power will be enough to automatically wash out the toxins."

Li Mo stopped talking and began to practice with all his strength. After a while, he found that it was too difficult to imprint his own spiritual consciousness on this magic weapon.

In other words, it is still unknown how long it will take to completely refine this knife. He did not ask the system about this. He had seen it in Hook Nose's memory before, and this thing may be a fragment of an intermediate magic weapon.

, it is understandable that it is difficult to refine.

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Zheng Yuan carried Young Master Jinhe out of the foggy grave formation like a dead dog.

This tender young lady is really endearing. Although he doesn't like pedophilia, he couldn't help but put his big hand into the little guy's crotch and forcefully touched it twice, playing with the "innocent" little bird several times.

The short and fat monk looked left and right with palpitations, and asked: "Captain, can we arrest the other monk? There are still some living people inside and outside the house, how should we deal with them?"

Zheng Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Cao Pengju, but he was asking this colleague for his opinion.

Cao Pengju didn't expect that his confidant, Ai Jiang, would die in the blink of an eye. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He looked up at the tall main hall of An Mansion and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Kill them all."

Come on! Even if this place is razed to the ground, we still have to find that kid!"

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