My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

by the campfire.

Chen Mu raised his right hand in front of him.

Listen carefully!

hum!

A fist big black ball emerges in the palm of the hand.

With a thought, the black ball suddenly expanded and spread. With Chen Mu as the center, it swept across the jungle like a breeze.

At the same time, a pair of black and white patterns suddenly appeared in my mind.

At the core of the camp, Song Wuji, who closed his eyes to recuperate, Liang Yi, who was tinkering with unknown potions, and Mo Wuzhou, who practiced with his eyes closed.

Two miles to the east, a long snake was slowly wriggling on a big tree.

Five miles to the south, a pig and rabbit with most of its body plunged into the soil, leaving only two legs kicking outside.

In the sky, an owl bird with a wingspan of one meter silently passed by.

Even the Leng Yuechan who was hiding in the ground could be vaguely seen.

After ten breaths, the screen collapsed and disappeared.

"It's a good secret." Chen Mu was amazed.

"It's just a bit of a waste."

When exposed to so many things at one time, the brain has a feeling of pain after processing information overload.

And because there is too much information, after the screen collapses, the memory obtained from the investigation is a bit confusing.

"It seems that Shixian has a special talent, and is especially suitable for listening to secret methods."

Chen Mu glanced at the experience of the gray wall.

Listening method: 9653/10000/second order;

"Another secret technique that is about to be advanced." Chen Mu sighed.

The same is true of the last three Yin Slaughter Hex. It can be seen that the six brothers and sisters of Wushan have worked hard on their own secret arts.

"The five-mile range is still a bit small."

If you want to supply more than 300 pot-bellied men, the scope of this hunting ground is not enough.

"I can't sleep tonight." Chen Mu shrugged: "Liver."

...

Two days later, in the evening.

Chen Mu closed his eyes and sat by the bonfire.

In the palm of his hand, a fist-sized black ball suddenly appeared, and then quickly disappeared.

Not far away, Lu Ku looked at Chen Mu thoughtfully.

"No wonder he practiced the Concentric Mantra so fast." Yulin stood beside Lu Ku and said admiringly, "This kind of boring repetition of machinery is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people."

"Do you think we're wrong?" Lu Ku tilted his head slightly, meaning it was difficult to understand.

"Yesterday I only rested for two hours, and I haven't started to rest today."

"We can't compare with such perseverance." Wu Ruo whispered from the other side.

Lu Ku couldn't help being silent.

And Chen Mu, who was considered by the six Wushan brothers and sisters to endure boredom with amazing perseverance, was staring at the gray wall in the void with bloodshot eyes.

rest?

Take a break!

Listening to the Secret Technique is only about 82 points of proficiency before you can advance, keep going!

He is like an internet addict teenager, brushing skills and experience over and over again.

...

The next day, Chen Mu, who had not slept all night, quietly found Mo Wuzhou.

Without waiting for him to speak, he handed him a forearm-length scroll.

"There is a map of the distribution of nearby beasts and beasts, please pass it to Song Prison." After speaking, he ignored the other party's reaction.

Go straight back to your tent.

After three days in a row, he was physically strong and still tired.

Washes hastily, eats something, and then sleeps at the end.

When I woke up again, it was already ten in the afternoon.

There was a lot of noise in the camp.

Chen Mu got out of the tent and saw a lot of prey without accident, and everyone in the camp was busy dealing with it. A lively scene.

Chen Mu called out the gray wall.

Listening to the Truth: 23/10000/third order;

"Three-level listening, the detection range reaches more than ten miles."

"Although it can't make people full, but with reasonable arrangements, with wild vegetables and fruits, at least you won't be hungry." Chen Mu felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"I don't know what secret method Song Prison Court can give you." Chen Mu thought expectantly.

He doesn't choose, as long as he can make white jade money.

The congealing secret method is expensive, and he has to find a new way to make money.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu walked back to the tent and took out the mustard seed charm that Mo Wuzhou sent.

The mana tapped the mustard talisman, and a large wooden box popped out of nowhere.

After opening it, it was full of white jade coins.

Chen Mu was in a good mood now, and carefully counted them one by one.

"Thirty thousand?"

This is far more than nine out of thirteen!

He had scattered about 16,000 pieces of white jade.

Unexpectedly, Song Juyuan almost doubled it and returned it back.

"Song Prisoner is a very particular person!" Chen Mu had a happy expression on his face.

The big toad swallowed the heroic appearance of Song Prison, and it seems that he can't share it with others.

...

With food, there is Song Wuji's battle.

It is no longer difficult for the team to travel through the primitive jungle.

A month and a half later, a river with no bounds appeared in front of everyone.

"Finally found Tongtianhe." Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking through the deep mountains and old forests where you can't see your target all day is really exhausting.

When you find Tongtian River, you are one step closer to Tianhe Water Palace.

After walking along the river bank for a while and finding a relatively flat area, Song Wuji ordered everyone to set up camp.

Early the next morning, Chen Mu avoided the crowd and found Mo Wuzhou.

As usual, hand him a scroll.

"Junior Brother's secret techniques are getting more and more sophisticated." Mo Wuzhou unfolded the scroll and looked at the map with a wider range and more detailed content. His words were full of admiration.

"It's just a little trick." Chen Mu smiled: "It's not as good as Senior Brother Mo's Secret Technique."

"We don't know how long we're going to be here."

"The prey in the nearby jungle is not strong enough to last long."

"But the aquatic products in the Tongtian River are abundant, and they can be fished for food."

"I made some bait here, which are suitable for trapping trash fish. Senior brother can send someone to try it." He handed Mo Wuzhou a mustard seed charm.

"Junior Brother is thoughtful." Mo Wuzhou took it.

Chen Mu hesitated for a while and asked the doubts in his heart.

"How should we go to Tianhe Shuifu? Can we build our own boat?"

Mo Wuzhou's face was expressionless, but there was a smile in his words: "Junior brother, don't worry. The prison has a way to call Chichuan."

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

And this means?

"Tianhe Shuifu's scorpion boat is to pick up people to go to Shuifu."

"Ordinary people can only wait at a fixed location."

"But if you give enough white jade money, you can also get the token to summon the scorpion boat."

"Our prison is a master of congealing orifices, and Tianhe Water House will give away a few tokens of this kind every year."

Chen Mu was stunned.

For ordinary people. Shizuku is a bus.

But as long as you give enough money, Shizuku can also be a taxi.

For a condensed orifice expert like Song Prisoner, the scorpion boat is a free car.

Hey! interesting.

"It's just that the Tongtian River is too vast, and it's still unknown how long it will take the scorpion boat to come over."

"Before, I was still worried about the food issue. But with Junior Brother's bait, it will be no problem." Mo Wuzhou thanked him.

Chen Mu waved his hand: "It's my duty."

Whether he does it well or not is related to what kind of secret technique he can get, so how can Chen Mu not care.

...

I thought I would be waiting for Shizuku soon.

But this time, it took more than 20 days.

This morning, a mass of water suddenly exploded on the surface of the Tongtian River, which seemed to have no signs of flowing.

A white giant with ferocious spikes rushed out of the water.

Everyone in the camp couldn't help but stop and watch.

Then cheered.

Chen Mu also put down the guillotine from the door where he was chopping wood, leaning on the handle of the knife and looking at the boat with joy.

Although the camp does not lack food and drink.

But there is no shortage of food and drink.

Even though Chen Mu was well prepared, he had to survive in the wild for nearly two months.

All kinds of living materials cannot be replenished, and the quality of life is rapidly declining.

Some people in the camp were even dressed as beggars.

"You have to go to Hongxiufang to see everything, um... No, you have to go and have a good meal!" Chen Mu stared at the scorpion boat, his eyes lit up.