The perfected Yin sub-peak has a completely different style of painting from the main earth peak. It looks like a mass grave with little ghost fires floating around.

"Huh?"

Li Mo had a strange expression, because he saw the name of Master Duomu among the tombstones at the foot of the mountain, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The most outrageous thing is that the corpse of Duomu Zhenren is indeed buried under the tombstone.

The corpse is connected by blood vessels, which continuously provides Yin spiritual energy to the Corpse Mountain. He is the first named resident of the Corpse Mountain.

Li Mo realized that only living monks who were taken into the mountain of corpses would be treated like this.

The rest of the monks used corpses to ingest the mountain of corpses and turned them into rocks on the Yin sub-peak, so they were not qualified to bury corpses in mass graves.

Li Mo chewed the spirit stone again, pouring the remaining mist spirit energy directly into his mouth, while the roe owl swallowed his body and frantically absorbed the spirit energy from the outside world.

The last five refinements must be completed even if you risk half your life.

He concentrated, went through the refining steps in his mind, and then transplanted four pairs of temporary arms into his ribs.

Counting the eight spinal nerves, a total of eighteen arms are interlaced in the room.

Li Mo became shriveled and thin at a speed visible to the naked eye, and some of the spiritual power that maintained the ghost tiger was drained away to ensure the smoothness of the weapon refining.

Sixteenth refinement of "Withered Wood and Three Flower Vine".

Seventeenth Refining "Burning Grass"

Eighteen Refiners of "Ancient Yellow and Half Dead Wood"

………

The evergreen tree at the top of the sub-peak of the wood genus continued to grow, turning into a giant tree in the blink of an eye, while the other spiritual materials multiplied rapidly.

Even though the spiritual material has a strange appearance, it does not cover up the rich medicinal fragrance it exudes.

"Twenty refinements, it's done."

Li Mo's weak voice sounded, holding the mountain of corpses in his right hand.

The main peak of earth is full of rocks and peaks, the main peak of yin is full of ghosts, and the secondary peak of wood is lush and green, revealing the wonders of high-grade magical instruments.

Li Mo dared to say.

In the hands of the alchemy monks in Rong Town, even if there are high-grade magic weapons, they will never reach the pure quality of Corpse Mountain.
Chapter completed!