My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Under the dwarf mountains, yellow bud rice fields.

Although the harvest has been completed, the yellow bud rice plants are still green.

At this moment, accompanied by a buzzing sound like a bee flapping its wings.

A gray insect cloud fell into the yellow bud rice field.

Wherever it went, the tough, stick-like plant suddenly turned into a patch of green, damp crumbs that fell to the ground.

The scent of green grass permeates the fields.

In the middle of the swarm, an old man in his fifties wearing a black cloak was slowly moving forward.

He carried a half-human tall and gigantic black pottery on his back, and wherever he went, the gray insect cloud flew.

"Have you seen it before?" Hao Lao squatted on the ground, smoking a cigarette.

"Tsk tsk, eye-opening." Chen Mu, who was also squatting on the ground, looked at the insect swarm with great interest.

After the yellow bud rice is harvested, the plants are also treated.

The old man with the black pottery on his back is the professional who handles the plants in the lower house.

All tough plants were smashed back to the fields by the grey bug cloud.

In the previous life, it was realized with large-scale agricultural machinery, and the other world developed a method for dealing with insects.

"Thanks to our Song Prison Court." Hao Lao laughed.

Chen Mu understood and thought of the red insect cloud that night.

I thought that this prisoner was really an expert in controlling bugs.

"How did you deal with it before?" Chen Mu asked curiously.

"You can't burn it, it will destroy the spiritual vitality of the earth. What else can you do, cut it." Hao Lao spit out a white smoke and said lightly.

"cut?"

"Yeah, cut it with a sword." Old Hao looked inexplicable.

Chen Mu squinted his eyes and couldn't help laughing.

Most of the farmers here are foreign armored spirits.

In the past, everyone was a big man in the rivers and lakes, and the swordsmanship and swordsmanship were useless.

But here... Chopping down the farmer's land with excellent swordsmanship?

This feeling is amazing.

...

Two quarters later.

Chen Mu handed the old man a cloth bag: "Old Zhang, please keep it, this is fifteen kilograms of yellow bud rice."

The other party opened it, grabbed a handful, and nodded to Chen Mu with a smile.

After chatting with Mr. Hao for a while, he left in a hurry.

"It's not easy to do this year." Hao Lao smoked a cigarette and followed Chen Mu to the low mountain.

"The yellow bud rice has been eaten by the emerald green beetles. If you want to make this money, you have to run farther and farther than in previous years."

"How much does the lower house give them?" Chen Mu was curious.

"It seems to be a piece of white jade money for two hundred acres of land." Hao Lao thought about it and said, "This work can only be done during this time. If you work for five or six days without sleep, you can get about four or five pieces of white jade money."

"But you have to keep bugs."

"In case of death or injury, you have to lose money."

"It's basically a waste of time to take on this job."

"It's so difficult, how long does it take to save enough money to buy the secret method?" Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh.

"Saving money to buy a secret method? That's not too difficult, right?" Old Hao glanced at Chen Mu in confusion.

"Look, I'll do the math for you."

"On the lower side of the courtyard, those who grow yellow buds are rented from ten acres of land."

"Between ten mu and twenty mu, the rent is only half."

"If you rent 20 acres, you can save more than 30 pieces of white jade money after a year."

"Even if it is a high-end Divine Soul Unification Secret Technique, it will only take three or four years to save."

"For another eleven or twelve years, the jade seed will be almost complete at that time, just in time to buy the induction secret method."

"Then practice steadily for 30 to 40 years, and maybe you will be able to become an aura of induction and officially apprentice to the Lower Court."

"You just do it down-to-earth, it's really not difficult."

Chen Mu looked strange.

Three or four years?

Eleven or twelve years?

Thirty or forty years?

Isn't it difficult in this time span?

I looked at the cloud mirage armor technique, which is equivalent to sensing aura.

He looked at the white and round jade seed in his mind again.

"Unconsciously, I have reached the end of many disciples in the lower court?"

Chen Mu thought for a while, and nodded with approval: "As long as you study hard and practice hard, it's really not difficult at all."

...

three days later.

North of Tongtianfang, the residence of the lower house, and the school of sutras.

Chen Mu came to the octagonal wooden building, his back was straight, and the more than 400 white jade coins in his arms were his righteous capital.

"Secrets are expensive? Ha... We have money!"

Chen Mu strode into the sutra school and handed the old man a white jade coin.

Instead of wandering in the lobby on the first floor, he turned around and walked up to the second floor.

The second floor is still a circle of bookshelves, but there are obviously fewer scrolls than the first floor.

Chen Mu went straight to the row of bookshelves that sensed the secret method.

Pick up the outermost scroll with great confidence.

Baiyi Lingguang Technique, two hundred and eighty-eight white jade.

Chen Mu's face twitched.

isn't it...

Tremblingly, he held up the wooden tag hanging on the scroll next to him.

Small Floating Cloud Spiritual Light Technique, three hundred and seventy-six white jade.

excuse me!

Chen Mu expressionlessly pulled out the Baiyi Spiritual Light Technique, turned around and went down to the second floor.

should have thought...

...

In the lobby on the first floor, Chen Mu took the scroll and slowly came to the counter.

With two hundred and eighty-eight white jade coins, his savings would shrink by more than half.

He has only just grown up for a few days, and he will be beaten back to the past.

Moreover, in the later practice, jade plate needs to eat white jade money, and auxiliary medicine pills also need white jade money.

He murmured for a while, looking at the gray-haired old man.

"Sir, can you see if you can..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the expressionless face of the flower-haired old man.

"If you dare to bargain with me again, I will throw you out!"

Chen Mu was immediately embarrassed.

Isn't that the last time I killed half a day? Why was this old man remembered?

Seeing that the old man's eyes were getting more and more wrong, Chen Mu could only endure the heartache and pay for it.

The old man was not used to Chen Mu's painful little expression.

With a wave of his hand, the strings of white jade coins on the table disappeared.

In its place was a slap-wide, forearm-long brown wood grain flat box.

Chen Mu's face was happy, and he reached out to get it.

The flower-haired old man held the wooden box and stared at Chen Mu.

"Remember, only the jade seed can be viewed when it is complete."

"If you don't listen to the advice, your head will explode, and when you arrive in the underworld, don't complain."

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.

"Head... will it explode?!"

The flower-haired old man squinted at Chen Mu: "Do you think sensing aura is so easy to practice?"

"If you can achieve it with a secret method, why are so many people sharpening their heads and coming to the lower house of Jilongdao?"

Chen Mu's heart was awe-inspiring.

"On the road of cultivation, one step at a time, any mistake may lead to death!" The flower-haired old man sighed.

"You should be fortunate to be a member of the lower house of Jilongdao."

"There is a scholastic institute here."

"A perfect teaching system can help you avoid a lot of troubles in cultivation."

"It's not like those wild cultivators outside, who always hide and keep a hand."

"I don't know how many geniuses of Taoism have been killed and maimed by these deceitful Ye Xiu!" The flower-haired old man sighed.

Chen Mu was also startled.

He does have a plug-in to gain experience.

But before I went to the wall, I didn't have any experience.

A little mistake could block his path!

"Are you afraid?" The flower-haired old man looked concerned.

Chen Mu looked horrified: "Afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, since you have come to Jilongdao, it is your good fortune." The flower-haired old man became more gentle.

"Induction Spiritual Light training class is taught by the old-fashioned teachers of the School of Biography. It is caring and meticulous, giving one-on-one lectures, including teaching and meeting, and only 50 white jade coins."

"Don't be afraid now, try it?"

Chen Mu: "..."

I said why the taste felt so familiar just now.

Isn't this a little essay about selling anxiety when selling classes in a previous life? !

fuck!