Qingchandongcheng, Biyouju.

When Li Mo hurried back, it was almost dawn. After struggling all night, although he didn't have any clue about the Black Sword Secret Path, he still gained a lot.

Taoist Xingzong is an existence close to the great demon. This corpse contains the secret method of the heavenly master. He has practiced mystical skills. After turning the corpse into a demon, he absorbed many essences of mountains and seas. It was enlightened by the yellow treacherous soil and is like a great medicine.

Xuanling is very precious.

"Master, where did you get this corpse!?"

In the small courtyard, the pig-gang hyena circled the corpse of [Zombie Taoist] for a long time, with a strange light in its eyes.

"What? Are you interested?" Li Mo asked casually.

When Zhu Ganghe heard the words, he didn't say anything. He formed seals with his hands and muttered words in his mouth, and the mysterious curses were like words bound by ropes. A strange connection was established between him and the corpse of [Traveler Xingzhi].

The next moment, [Zombie Taoist]'s corpse shook violently, and five golden runes, two black runes... flew out of his body, as if being pulled, and flew towards Zhugang Hyena.

"This is... the secret mysterious art veins hidden in his body..."

Li Mo's eyes lit up. The five golden runes should be the exercises of the Tianshi Mansion, while the two black runes were the demon skills he learned after turning a corpse into a demon.

"The Secret Code of the Celestial Master's Demon Burial Talisman!"

"The Qi Sword Technique on the Great River!"

"Red Mantra Fire Control Technique!"

"The Secret of Three Days of Purity!"

"Black zombie zombie method!"

…

The pig's hyena suddenly opened its big mouth, revealing the majestic appearance of a ferocious dolphin, and the sound it made was like a pig's roar, like a dragon's roar, and the sound was deafening.

Those five golden runes and two black runes were like his nourishment, being swallowed directly by him and transformed into his belly. The sounds of curses and spiritual words around him became louder, mysterious, and unimaginable.

"Lao Zhu's [Beidi Shangyuan Tianpeng Great God Curse]!?"

Next to him, Qui-Gon took a deep look, and a flash of horror flashed in his deep eyes.

Among the demons and ghosts among Biyou, until now, only Wang Jiu and Little Black Cat have great opportunities. Their cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, their strength is unfathomable, and they seem to have found their own paths.

He didn't expect that Zhu Ganghe had not fallen behind in these days. He practiced secretly and became so diligent.

"Old pig, your methods are becoming more and more mysterious. You can actually get so many things out of this dead body."

Ji Tianwei couldn't help but praise.

"Hehe, this is nothing. The ability to swallow Hua Xuan depends on the mosquito." Zhu Ganghe said modestly.

The technique that Master Mosquito awakened from was the [Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique], which is the superior method of swallowing all things and turning them for one's own use.

"Yes, mosquito, you passed..."

Li Mo chuckled, said casually, and waved, but after just a glance, the smile on his face gradually solidified.

"Fuck..."

At this moment, Li Mo suddenly slapped his forehead.

Zhu Gangxi, Kui Gang, Wang Jiu, Ji Tiantiao, the little black cat, the red lotus boy...even the little fox is there, but Taoist Mosquito is missing.

No wonder Li Mo felt as if he had forgotten something since he left the capital.

This Taoist Taoist has landed in the capital.

"The mosquito is lost!?"

Li Mo looked at the confused monsters blankly: "Why didn't you remind me?"

"Master, didn't you ask him to stay in the capital so that he could be taken care of when he returns in the future?"

At this moment, Wang Jiu couldn't help but speak.

"Really? Is this how I arranged it?" Li Mo raised his eyebrows, completely unimpressed.

"That's true." All the monsters nodded in agreement.

At first, Li Mo left in a hurry, maybe because he had too many things to do, Taoist Mosquito just asked casually, Master, how do we leave?

Li Mo looked at the map of the Daqian territory. He originally wanted to follow the Chilong River and directly pass through the Ni Liu Gorge and enter the boundary of Liangzhou, so he casually said Ni Liu Gorge (you stay).

As a result, the mosquito Taoist people stayed.

"this……"

Li Mo curled his lips and subconsciously looked in the direction of the distant capital.

…

At this moment, Nancheng, the capital.

The concept of subduing demons.

This Taoist temple has been rebuilt since Li Mo led Tang Bei

In the past, the temple congratulated Uncle Chu on his return to work.

The bright moon was setting in the west, and the night was turning dark. Uncle Chu held a lantern and filled the oil lamp under the shrine with sesame oil.

"Xiao Wen, why do you get so energetic at night? There are not many young people like you who can stay up late."

Uncle Chu subconsciously turned around and looked at the mosquito Taoist with bright eyes and no sleepiness, and couldn't help but show admiration.

"Uncle Chu, I was born like this. I get excited at night." Taoist Mosquito said with a grin.

Since Li Mo left the capital, he moved out of Mingju in the eastern suburbs and entered the city.

It was at this time that the rebuilt Demon Fu Temple was recruiting people, so he hid his identity and sneaked in secretly.

After all, he is not an ordinary monster. If he stays in the city for a long time and does nothing, he will one day attract the attention of Xuantian Pavilion. Now, no one would have thought that there would be a man with profound cultivation hidden in the incense altar under Tianshi Mansion. The testing monster.

He wanted to lurk here and secretly accumulate strength until the day Li Mo returned to Beijing.

"The master trusts me so much. So many brothers have left the important task of staying in the capital to the king alone. This shows his trust in me and his recognition of me...I will definitely not let him down."

Taoist Mosquito made up his mind, but among so many demons and ghosts, he was chosen. You can imagine how much Li Mo valued him.

"Are you excited at night? You are suitable for being a watchdog... you deserve to be called a watcher for the rest of your life." Uncle Chu said calmly.

"Old Xu Tou, who works in the east of the city, died last month... Do you want me to introduce you there?"

"No... no need... I'll stay in the temple and give you a hand, Uncle Chu..." Taoist Mosquito laughed dryly.

In other places, Xuantian Pavilion conducts area-based investigations every month, especially the migrant population, unemployed people, special occupations, etc., which are the key targets of investigation.

He didn't want to attract unnecessary attention, so it was safer to hide in the Demon-Conquering Temple.

Although the old man in front of me is a pushover, a bit talkative, and stingy, it doesn't matter. When the day comes that he leaves, Taoist Mosquito plans to devour him directly.

"Xiao Wen, you are quite a nice person... What I'm most afraid of is that some people do one thing to your face and another behind your back..."

At this moment, Uncle Chu spoke: "I call you uncle to my face, but behind my back I think you are a bitch, a bitch, and stingy. I even want to get rid of you..."

"This kind of person cannot be called a human being."

At this point, Uncle Chu glanced sideways, looked at Taoist Mosquito, and asked casually: "Xiao Wen, do you think so?"

"Yes... what Uncle Chu said makes sense." Taoist Mosquito said with a smile.

"I'm getting older and my energy is running low. I have to take a rest."

Uncle Chu waved his hand: "Xiao Wen, I'll leave this to you... By the way, remember to mix the bowl of ashes with water and drink it."

"Okay...Okay...Uncle, you go and have a rest."

Taoist Mosquito breathed a sigh of relief and finally gave away the old wall lamp.

Although in his eyes, a mortal like Uncle Chu who is almost buried is not even an ant, but for some reason, in this view, he is always manipulated by the other party. Whenever he faces each other, he feels an indescribable feeling of oppression.

, feeling uncomfortable all over.

This old wall lamp not only assigned him to do this and that every day, but also forced him to drink fragrant ash water, saying that it was the professional quality of a temple blessing.

Fuck me.

"Old guy, just wait for me."

The mosquito Taoist walked to the table, picked up the teapot, mixed the incense ash in the bowl with water, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

I have to say that Uncle Chu's fragrant ash water is quite delicious. If you add some honey, sprinkle some raisins, candied fruits, cashew nuts... the flavor will be even more unique.

The mosquito Taoist put down his bowl and looked around. It was quiet in the night.

In the quiet Guanyu, there are only flickering candles and incense lingering.

He walked to the altar, walked around to the back, opened the curtain, and pulled off a piece of red cloth. There was a blood-colored stone enshrined behind it, as big as a watermelon, and it was covered with strange lines, as if it could breathe.

Bully.

The blood fetus was a deformed product created by Han Qi back then. Ever since Li Mo merged with the natural spirit pool, this thing has been left, and it has always been taken care of by Taoist mosquitoes.

These days, Taoist Mosquito feels more and more the powerful fluctuations of life within, as if the blood fetus has formed a cocoon, and one day, it will break away and transform.
To be continued...