Longevity starts with learning

The third day.

In the market, Chu Mu, like other immortal cultivators, wandered around in front of various stalls.

However, compared with three days ago, he had completely changed his appearance at this time.

His appearance had changed like a phantom mask, and his clothes had changed. As for the change of body shape, it was obviously not a difficult task for any immortal cultivator, it was nothing more than contracting muscles and tendons.

At this time, he was just an ordinary person who could not be distinguished in a crowd.

There was no special feature at all, and no attention was paid to him...

"I have people watching all four exits, that kid definitely didn't leave the black market!"

"Find him for me, I don't believe it!"

Several immortal cultivators hurried past him, and their scolding was clearly audible.

If you hide your body shape and appearance and jump out of the game and look at this black market as a bystander, you can find many things that are difficult to detect in the game.

For example... the immortal cultivators who are eyeing him.

He thought they were all lone rangers and desperate people.

But after watching as a bystander, he found that it was not the case.

There are local tyrants everywhere.

This is also true in Fengming Mountain.

It seems that the ones who are targeting him are a group of local tyrants in the Fengming Mountain black market. They should be quite powerful. There are also some scattered desperate criminals. However, as he changed his appearance and disappeared, it seemed that he had changed his target.

Only this group of local tyrants are still looking for him.

Chu Mu glanced at the cultivators who hurried away, and felt a little fortunate in his heart. Fortunately, he left a way out for himself. He bought only a broken low-grade alchemy furnace.

Thus, he saved a sum of spirit stones, which allowed him to stay in this black market for a long time, and he was much more calm.

Next, he planned how to leave safely... and...

Chu Mu looked at the low house in the distance. The door was still half-closed. These days, no one seemed to enter or leave this house, and there was no movement at all.

"Blood Killing Pavilion..."

Chu Mu pursed his lips, and the entanglement in his eyes still existed.

A very obvious problem is that if he doesn't go to the contact point of the Blood Killing Pavilion this time, the next time will be a long time later.

He has already experienced the dangers of the black market.

Before he has the ability to protect himself, he will never step into the black market again!

And it will be a long time before he has enough self-protection ability.

The improvement of cultivation is definitely not a matter of one day or one night.

When that time comes, whether the Fengming Mountain Black Market still exists or not is another matter.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Mu did not hesitate anymore and walked towards the low house decisively.

Stopping in front of the door, Chu Mu knocked on the door lightly, but there was no movement in the room.

After hesitating for a moment, he tried to push the door, but it was half-closed, but it did not move at all.

Chu Mu did not try again. He looked around and saw that no one cared, so he took out the Blood Killing Order from the storage talisman.

At the moment when the Blood Killing Order was taken out, the door, which had been motionless, opened automatically.

The room was pitch black, and nothing else could be seen clearly. When the spiritual sense was probed into it, it was obviously restricted to a range of about half a meter around the body, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

Seeing such a scene, Chu Mu couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After hesitating for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and stepped into the room.

Bang!

As soon as he stepped into the room, there was a bang behind him.

Chu Mu turned his head sharply, but saw that the door was closed. Then, before he could react, the room suddenly became bright.

Chu Mu subconsciously took a step back and leaned against the door. His whole body was already tense to the extreme.

The darkness had dissipated, and the scene in the room was also clearly reflected in Chu Mu's eyes.

The room was not big, only about ten square meters, and there was an empty space in front of it. There was only a counter in front of it, and behind the counter, there stood a... human-shaped puppet?

Chu Mu frowned and looked around the room again. Except for the puppet behind the counter, the room was clear at a glance. There was nothing else.

The puppet behind the counter was different from the humanoid puppets in the market. It was the same size as a normal person and silver-white in color.

Under the perception of the divine sense, the lines were dim and there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy. This puppet was obviously not turned on yet and was in a standby state.

He tried to move forward and found nothing unusual. When he arrived in front of the counter, a diamond-shaped groove on the empty counter was very conspicuous.

Chu Mu took out the token and compared it. The groove on the counter was the same size as his blood killing order.

He hesitated for a while and put the blood killing order into the groove on the counter. A light flashed, and the lines on the body of the dead puppet in front of him flashed, and the dullness of his eyes turned scarlet.

Click, click...

The puppet seemed to wake up, and the harsh friction sound rang out between the movements.

Chu Mu subconsciously took a few steps back, and then he saw the puppet's scarlet eyes instantly locked on him.

Then, a voice that shocked Chu Mu also came from the puppet's mouth.

"The employer has confirmed that the target is dead, and the mission contribution has accumulated. You have now been promoted to the middle grade of the yellow rank and can receive the mission of the middle grade of the yellow rank."

The voice was very flat, but the tone in it was completely incompatible with the puppet in front of him, as if there was a real person hidden in the puppet.

"The reward for this mission is in this position, just like before, you go and get it yourself."

Before Chu Mu could react, the puppet handed over a card.

Chu Mu was slightly startled, but he pretended to be calm and took the card.

The puppet seemed to be completely unconcerned about Chu Mu's expression changes, and just spoke to himself as if it was a routine matter.

"There is a mission over at Jade Emperor Valley, a yellow-level mid-grade mission."

"Your last mission was in Jade Emperor Valley, and you are familiar with the situation. Now Changsheng Sect has taken over Jade Emperor Valley, and the Sun family has all evacuated. It should have no impact on you. Do you want to take it?"

Chu Mu pondered for a while, and then asked tentatively: "Can I see the details of the mission?"

The puppet nodded, looking extremely weird: "Yes, but you have to swear a Taoist oath and promise not to leak the contents of the mission."

"Okay."

Chu Mu nodded.

The puppet raised his hand and waved, and a light curtain appeared in front of Chu Mu.

Yellow-level mid-grade assassination mission: sneak into Jade Emperor Valley and assassinate any two law enforcement disciples sent by Changsheng Sect to Jade Emperor Valley, and put the blame on the Sun family.

Mission reward: one hundred low-grade spirit stones, a bottle of Qi training pills

Looking at the task in front of him, Chu Mu's mouth twitched. The reward was really tempting, and the task content was also very tempting. The word "arbitrary" meant that there was no limit on the level of cultivation.

The Sun family's law enforcement team in Yuhuang Valley had cultivators of different levels of cultivation. After all, cultivators cannot avoid interpersonal relationships, and it is normal to find connections to fill in a few useless people.

Although he had no experience with the Changsheng Sect's law enforcement team, it was obvious that cultivators were also human beings, and human beings could not avoid vulgarity.

It was equivalent to killing two members of the law enforcement team at the first level of Qi training, but it was still 100 low-grade spirit stones and a bottle of Qi training pills.

Qi training pills are a kind of pills that assist in cultivation during the Qi training period. In the market, one pill costs more than ten spirit stones.

A bottle usually has ten pills.

In other words, the reward for this task is as high as more than 200 spirit stones.

But obviously, no matter how tempting it is, no matter how tempting it is, it is beyond his ability to do it now...

Chu Mu took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to take the task, and asked: "Can I take a look at other tasks?"

"You can check and choose tasks by yourself after you are promoted to the Xuan level."

The puppet shook his head, as if because of this question, he realized that Chu Mu was not the original owner of the Blood Killing Order. Then, he added: "The Blood Killing Pavilion has no mandatory rules. You can do the tasks if you want to, and it doesn't matter if you don't do them."

"The premise is that you can't disclose anything about this pavilion to the outside world."

"Violators will be hunted down by this pavilion to the death!"

"I understand."

Chu Mu nodded, and couldn't help but look at the puppet in front of him a few more times. After continuous conversation, he was almost certain that he must be talking to a person, not a puppet.

But...how did he do it?

Is there a person hidden in the puppet?

Or something else?

Chu Mu was thinking, but the puppet spoke again:

"There is another normal task, regardless of the grade, you can take it. You can take a look."

After the voice fell, the light screen changed, and lines of information also appeared in Chu Mu's vision.

Normal tasks: spiritual medicines with a medicinal age of more than 300 years, spiritual materials of level 3 or above, no limit on the category, task rewards: rewards calculated according to the value of the spiritual materials and spiritual medicines handed in.

"If you hand in spiritual materials and spiritual medicines, the rewards can be calculated according to your own wishes. For example, if you can hand in a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, you can propose any corresponding reward according to the value of the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine."

"As long as it is within the scope of the regulations, it will generally not be rejected."

Chu Mu listened silently, and finally couldn't help asking: "Are you a human or a puppet?"

The puppet looked at Chu Mu, flashing scarlet: "Puppetry is a method of descending gods. This puppet is just a carrier."

Chu Mu instantly realized that the puppet was just a carrier, that is to say, this stronghold basically did not have any secrets of the Blood Killing Pavilion.

Even if this stronghold was destroyed, the Blood Killing Pavilion would only lose a puppet. Maybe this puppet has some other means of mutual destruction. It only needs to be remotely controlled to be reduced to ashes.

The puppet still did the routine: "The nearby immortal cultivation world has been uneasy recently, and there should be no shortage of tasks. By the way, what realm are you in? I'll register for you so that I can arrange tasks for you."

Chu Mu was embarrassed. After a while, he finally lied that he was only at the third level of Qi training.

"You dare to come to the black market at the third level of Qi training?"

The puppet seemed to be unbelievable, and his scarlet eyes stared at Chu Mu tightly: "You are so brave!"

Chu Mu smiled awkwardly. Fortunately, he didn't say that he was only at the first level of Qi training, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.

"Okay, what can you do at the third level of Qi training? You should first make a Dao Heart Oath and quickly find a way to leave the black market."

"Don't get ripped off as soon as you leave the black market. If a new person comes, I will have to waste my breath again."

Chu Mu made a silent oath. As soon as he finished speaking, the puppet in front of him dimmed. Obviously, the so-called God's Descent had ended, and the puppet in front of him turned dead again...

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