Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 134 As if returning to... the previous life?

"Something is corroding my body..."

Chu Mu walked deeper into the mine, feeling the changes in his body, his brows were already furrowed.

When he first entered the mine, he noticed something, but due to the occasion, he did not use his spiritual sense to investigate.

After entering the mine, this feeling seemed to be much stronger.

Under the cover of his spiritual sense, he clearly felt that strands of purple electric light filled the mine. He was in the mine, and was naturally surrounded by these strands of electric light.

Moreover, these strands of electric light were obviously still penetrating into his body. A single strand of electric light was insignificant, but this dense, almost endless electric light kept penetrating into his body...

Destruction!

Sensing his body, Chu Mu only felt the destruction, the destruction of his own body!

If it were an ordinary person, this kind of destruction would probably be enough to turn into ashes in a few minutes!

"One hour!"

Chu Mu calculated and immediately made a judgment.

Even with his current physical condition, at most, he can only hold on for an hour.

"No..."

Chu Mu looked at the other miners in the mine. If there was such a danger, there was no need to let them, the cultivators who had never really stepped into the immortal path, come here.

After all, who would be willing to die if they could detect it as soon as they entered the mine?

It's impossible to dig so honestly!

Chu Mu pursed his lips, and his spiritual sense enveloped his body again. After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively mobilized the blood in his body to fight against the invading lightning.

The lightning destroyed, the blood nourished, and a stalemate soon formed in the body.

"So, the reason why the cultivation is limited to the appearance of the gods is this..."

Chu Mu seemed to have some enlightenment. The key point is not the confrontation of blood, but the confrontation of blood under the organization of spiritual sense.

Without the refined control of spiritual sense, no matter how thick the blood is, it is inevitable that it will be consumed.

And under the subtle control of spiritual sense, this confrontation can be turned into a stalemate to a certain extent.

It can even evolve into... tempering! Tempering the body!

"If there is external nourishment..."

Chu Mu gently stroked the cool broken soul in his arms. The spiritual energy in it, controlled by the divine consciousness, slowly flowed into the body, providing a deeper source of power for the confrontation in the body.

After confirming that everything was fine, Chu Mu turned his attention back to the lightning.

With the previous experience in the Nanshan Mine, the divine consciousness quickly locked onto the ore veins in the mine.

The Red Thunder Mine is also the source of the existence of this mine.

Naturally, it is also the main ore material that he, a miner, needs to collect.

The reason why it is the main one, not the only one, is because the manager once emphasized that there is a certain probability that the Red Thunder Mine will be accompanied by the Frost Thunder Mine.

And the miners will be rewarded with a broken soul for mining one pound of Frost Thunder Mine.

Obviously, this lightning, like the mysterious chill in the Nanshan Iron Mine, is emitted for the ore material.

The mysterious chill at the time eroded and ruined countless corvée lives.

The lightning at the moment is equally deadly to those who have not seen the gods, and it is much more deadly than the cold!

It is normal that there are no cheap mortals here as consumables.

Chu Mu moved forward along the dark mine with his mind flowing. He did not want to cross paths with fellow miners.

After all, the young manager only stipulated the amount that each person must mine every day, but did not stipulate that this amount... must be mined by oneself.

Chu Mu is not afraid of not being a cultivator, but he does not want to get into trouble.

Now he just wants to work hard here for a few months and accumulate enough spiritual stones.

As long as he officially steps into the immortal path, he has two inheritances and the help of "Linghui", and his road will be easy.

He found an unmanned mine, and when the first pick fell, Chu Mu was dumbfounded.

Even if he hit it casually, the power was absolutely terrifying. In the secular world, even if it was a wall made of stone strips, it would be easy to dig a big hole.

In front of him, on this red thunder vein, the pickaxe only sank a little.

Chu Mu was just slightly stunned, but not too surprised. In the world of immortal cultivation, any bizarre things are normal.

He didn't understand, but it was just the limitation of his cognition.

Chu Mu swung the pickaxe again and again, and the harsh collision sound was also a sound.

After swinging the pickaxe for nearly twenty times, he barely dug a small piece of ore from the vein. Chu Mu picked it up and threw it into the backpack. Without stopping, he continued to dig.

He was thinking about entering the world of immortal cultivation, but he had not entered the immortal path, but the life of a miner had already begun.

Perhaps because they were not immortal cultivators, there was no moth that Chu Mu had expected.

One day passed, and everything was calm.

After handing over a hundred kilograms of ore, Chu Mu had nowhere to go, so he built a shed near the mine and slept for a night. The next day, he went to the mine on time to mine.

Time passed day by day, and Chu Mu's work in the mine continued day by day.

Spring went and autumn came, and months of hard work passed.

Five spiritual stones, a number that seemed extremely insignificant.

Chu Mu wasted months on this, and he is still wasting time on this.

In the mine, Chu Mu leaned against the wall and sat with his eyes half closed. Next to him was a backpack full of ore. After several months of mining and digging, a hundred kilograms of ore was no longer a difficult task for him.

Often half a day was enough to complete the digging.

The rest of the time, he concentrated on studying the two inheritances in the jade slips.

Especially the inheritance of puppetry. There are many puppet creations in the mine. Even if he only took a look from a distance, his understanding of puppets has been greatly broadened under the rich puppet varieties in this mine.

With this superficial understanding, and with the help of the huge digital currency "Linghui Value" that has been accumulated, Chu Mu can also try to understand the knowledge and accumulate some basics.

Chu Mu is at the end of a branch of the mine. In fact, after several months of mining, hundreds of miners have mostly formed a tacit understanding without words.

You are there, I am here, and we don't interfere with each other.

They are not cultivators, and there is no difference in strength and status. This tacit understanding has been maintained.

About half an hour later, Chu Mu barely opened his eyes and habitually looked around the dim mine in front of him. After confirming that there was no abnormality, Chu Mu relaxed these.

He took out a palm-sized cloth bag from his bosom, and dozens of fingernail-sized soul fragments appeared in his sight.

Three months, twenty-four soul fragments.

Except for the soul fragment he had consumed many times, the rest were not touched.

"There are still sixteen..."

"There are still fifty-three days..."

Chu Mu pursed his lips, his eyes were complicated, and there was already a bit of fatigue between his eyebrows.

For now, from what he has seen and heard, the world of immortal cultivation is indeed flourishing and colorful.

The immortal cultivation civilization he imagined is indeed like this.

The series of magical puppet creations in this mine alone can clearly prove this point.

But what would it be like to step into the world of immortal cultivation?

Flying a sword between heaven and earth?

Free and easy in the world?

It seems to be so, and so is reality.

But why does it feel like... he seems to have returned to his previous life?

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