Longevity starts with learning

Late at night, the towering Nine Dragons Ancient Tower in the Feixin Mine dissipated, and the raging sea of ​​fire also subsided.

Only the remaining rolling fire attribute aura still hovered above the lake, and the collision of water and fire set off waves after waves.

With such changes, there were naturally many people watching in secret.

But due to the tragic situation of being burned to ashes before, no one dared to go and try it out.

After all, the terrifying battle in the night sky was still vivid.

Judging from the situation where the sea of ​​fire burned the invaders, the Nine Dragons Ancient Tower was obviously a magic weapon of a terrifying existence, and it was controlled by someone.

Even if he was blinded by greed, he would not die in vain.

It was not until the early morning that a daring person carefully went to the periphery of the lake center. After a test, the originally calm waters in the lake center suddenly became completely noisy.

The monks who were watching from the surroundings flew over one after another, fearing that they would miss the great opportunity if they were one step slower.

The voice transmissions intertwined and spread the news of the center of the lake rapidly. In the waters of Feihu Lake, countless monks who learned the news almost all came to the center of the lake.

Although the Jade Tribe wanted to maintain order, the fall of the three pillars of the tribe was a fact.

Everyone in the tribe was in danger and each was looking for a way out. It was already a mess.

And this area of ​​the lake center was bloody again after the fall of this demon.

For the sake of the interests that have not yet been determined, or even illusory, just a deep cave entrance is a bloody fight.

But no one knows that this deep cave has been plundered and nothing useful is left.

And Chu Mu, who caused all this, had already fled thousands of meters away, far away from the vortex where a storm was about to be born.

After all, the deep cave at the bottom of the lake was owned by the Langya Wang family, and it was a hidden base of the Langya Wang family in the southwestern countries.

Being slaughtered and looted like this...

Although there has been a saying since ancient times that a skinny camel is better than a horse, it is also true that a tiger in the plain is bullied by a dog.

The Langya Wang family, which has lost its pillar of support, will only be a rat in the gutter no matter how deep it hides. Once it is exposed, it will be surrounded by wolves and hunted and divided.

And the possibility that this storm in Emerald Lake will become a fuse and completely affect all the remaining Wang family monks in the southwestern countries is obviously very high.

Chu Mu naturally avoided such a storm vortex.

After coming out from the bottom of Emerald Lake, he did not stop at all and fled thousands of miles in the direction of Da Chu.

Until his mana was exhausted, he slowed down a little, found a deserted mountain and temporarily opened a simple cave. After setting up the formation, his figure flashed and disappeared in this world.

The cave was simple. Chu Mu sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, recovering the mana and consciousness that were intensively consumed. At the same time, he slowly treated some injuries suffered when fighting with the demon.

The injury was not serious, or it could be said that it was equivalent to the thorny injury of ordinary people. For him, it was almost a common thing, and he was very handy to treat it.

However, this time the healing did not last too long, only about half an hour. After just slightly treating the injury to prevent it from worsening, Chu Mu's figure flashed and disappeared in this simple cave.

When he appeared again, he had already stepped into the Qiankun space. The place where the corpse puppets once lived was now the crippled body of the demon.

The corpse was broken, with crisscrossing hideous scars all over the body. The most conspicuous part was the scar on the chest that was almost disemboweled.

The blood was flowing, and the area around the demon's corpse was dyed red.

Chu Mu looked at it for a while, rolled up his sleeves, and held the three-foot blade in his hand again. This time, it was not used to attack and kill the enemy, but to dissect the demon's body.

The demon had fallen and lost its own power. The three-foot blade easily broke through its scales and sank into its body.

As the power emerged, there was only a sharp tearing sound, and the collapsed demon's body was completely disemboweled.

A hideous blood mark extended from its crotch to its chest, and then was blocked by its chest bones. A stream of magic power was poured in, and the cold light was slightly visible, but it was still blocked by the chest.

Chu Mu was slightly startled, and then he seemed to have thought of something. Instead of being surprised, he was happy. As soon as his mind moved, a sharp knife intent was poured into the three-foot blade, and the cold light burst out.

This time, the obstruction in the dark only lasted for a few breaths. With a dull roar, the chest bones broke and blood flowed.

The corpse that should have been dead, at this moment, strangely emerged with a trace of vitality.

In just a moment, this strangely emerging vitality quickly spread to the entire demon corpse. Under the interweaving of vitality and death, the demon corpse, which was originally calm, also twisted and moved strangely.

Chu Mu's expression changed slightly, and his eyes were instantly locked on the broken chest of the demon corpse.

Under the broken bones was a heart as big as a millstone, but at this moment, the demon heart was glowing with a layer of rich blood-red light.

The strange vitality that filled the demon corpse, tracing its source, seemed to be in this heart.

Chu Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became more serious.

At this moment, without the interference of the demon's own power, the breath of the Holy Spirit Gu became much clearer in his consciousness.

And the source of this breath was surprisingly in the demon's heart.

Chu Mu pondered for a moment, and as his mind moved, the blade in his hand slowly disappeared.

He carefully inspected the demon's corpse, and finally stopped at the demon's right knee. A flash of knife light flashed, and the three-foot blade was completely immersed in the demon's knee. The blade was raised, and the entire knee was peeled off, revealing the hollow inside.

The knife light reappeared, and a piece of bone was suspended in Chu Mu's palm.

The bone was crystal clear, about a foot long, like the color of jade, and mysterious patterns were engraved on the surface of the bone. Even though the corpse was dead, the bone exuded a spiritual fluctuation.

Chu Mu's consciousness flowed, covering the bone. In an instant, the spiritual light flashed, and after about a few breaths, the flashing spiritual light slowly extinguished.

The mysterious patterns on the bone also lost their luster.

As the consciousness flowed and sank into the bone, it was a storage space with a different world.

The space was quite wide, about an acre in size.

There were various spiritual objects piled up in it, which were obviously the things collected by the ancestor of the Wang family during his lifetime.

A trace of divine consciousness flowed through it, and all the spiritual objects were ignored. After searching for a long time, this trace of divine consciousness finally settled.

Following the guidance of the divine consciousness, one of the jade slips flew out and hung in front of him...

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