My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Chen Mu wiped off the blood from his nose and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

If it weren't for the severe pain in the chest and internal organs, I wish I could laugh.

"If you can't get in with a gun, you will still be killed!"

At this moment, a white shadow came into view.

Chen Mu suddenly turned his head to look, killing intent was surging.

Suddenly, a figure in a white coat was standing on the opposite wall.

The other party's hair was loose and his clothes were messy, apparently in a hurry.

In his right hand he was holding a thick-backed machete, and his eyes were piercing.

The eldest young master of the Zuo family - Zuo Sheng!

Facing Chen Mu's murderous gaze, Zuo Sheng's eyelids jumped, and he immediately raised his knife and clasped his fists in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Chen!"

Chen Mu was startled, and suddenly remembered that this was also one of Sheng Hong's apprentices.

Thinking of the cheap teacher who was beaten into a sieve by himself, I couldn't help but feel guilty.

He didn't show any timidity on his face, and stared at each other with no expression on his face.

The atmosphere solidified.

Zuo Sheng's scalp was numb, and he glanced at the Taoist Qianshan who had been beaten into a sieve, and his heart skipped a beat.

Immediately slowed down his tone, raised his hand and said, "Senior brother, please."

Chen Mu nodded expressionlessly.

Then, in Zuo Sheng's curious eyes, he came under the eaves, and the bloody dagger suddenly plunged into the wall.

Boom!

A slightly deformed copper plate was pulled from the wall by him.

Zuo Sheng: "..."

Next, under Zuo Sheng's increasingly strange eyes, Chen Mu searched all over the yard.

Picked up all the copper plates and pieces of silver that he threw out and was flung by Taoist Qianshan.

Looking at Chen Mu's appearance of scraping the ground three feet.

Zuo Sheng couldn't stand it any longer. He bowed his hands and said goodbye: "Senior brother is busy slowly, junior brother, I am disheveled, so I will leave first."

Chen Mu nodded expressionlessly, without looking at each other.

Wait for Zuo Sheng to jump off the wall.

Chen Mu seemed to have his butt on fire.

Not caring about the broken silver at his feet, he grabbed the corpses of Daoist Qianshan and the white-faced youth, and jumped to the wall in two steps.

He pulled out the dagger stuck to the wall and turned it over the top of the wall.

Move and gallop together, and after a few jumps, they disappear into the night in embarrassment.

Almost as soon as Chen Mu disappeared, Zuo Sheng jumped onto the wall again.

Glancing at the scattered silver and copper plates, and then looking at the disappearing figure in the distance, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "You lied to me."

"It's a pity the treasure of Taoist Qianshan..."

"You may not be able to catch up with you, and you are not sure if he still has a hole card..."

"never mind."

Zuo Sheng shook his head.

Looking at the blood on the ground, his face turned gloomy.

I don't know why my cheap senior brother is here.

But Taoist Qianshan came to his house late at night, and he must have bad intentions.

"Move, must move!"

...

Jiejia walked into the courtyard behind Tianyizhai as usual.

A strong medicinal smell penetrated into the nostrils.

When he looked up, he saw Chen Mu, who was all swollen and fat under the pavilion.

Jiejia frowned: "Did you fight someone? How's your injury?"

Chen Mu waved his hands weakly: "I can't die."

That Taoist Qianshan must have a level of force higher than his own.

He was just slapped and nearly killed him.

He exploded again to the limit, hitting the Qiankun strike and straining the muscles all over his body.

Now he took a breath and felt pain all over his body.

"Who did it!" Jie Jia said solemnly.

"A round-faced Taoist priest." Chen Mu sighed.

Jie Jia had a murderous look on his face: "I'll kill him!"

Chen Mu was delighted: "Free?!"

Jie Jia's eyelids drooped down, his expressionless face was restored, and he sat slowly under the gazebo. As if nothing happened just now.

Chen Mu suddenly chuckled.

I knew it.

The old guy is so sincere, and he really wants to make my money!

...

After dinner, the two sat under the gazebo and chatted.

"Is there any martial art that makes you invulnerable?" Chen Mu asked.

His iron lotus seeds are comparable to pistols.

That round-faced Taoist priest actually blocked it with his fleshy palm!

Beside the stone table, Jie Jia was holding a bamboo cup, using a white straw straw, and slowly sipping iced herbal tea.

"Have."

"Where can I learn?"

snoring snoring...

The old god Jiejia was sipping herbal tea.

Depressed, Chen Mu took out a piece and a half of broken silver and placed it on the table.

Jie Jia pinched it and rolled it into silver beads and put them into his cuffs.

"Didn't your master tell you? Practicing shape art can make people invulnerable." Jie Jia said lightly.

Chen Mu looked at Jie Jia suspiciously.

He only knows that there are three changes in the training of the muscles, the bones, and the marrow.

Chen Mu touched the increasingly tough skin.

With Yi Jin Yi Bone, a layer of special tissue is added under the skin, and the defense is indeed increased.

But it is difficult to say that it is difficult to block bullets with bare hands like a round-faced Taoist priest!

Jie Jia rolled his eyes and glanced at Chen Mu. That look, like looking at a bumpkin.

"Ten years to train your body, a hundred years to cultivate your soul."

"As long as you develop courage, you can be invulnerable."

Courage? what the hell?

"The person who hurt you is not afraid of swords?" Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu suspiciously: "How did you survive?"

Chen Mu: "..."

Not only did I survive, I killed that bastard!

"After you have completed your shape training, you will have a chance to cultivate your soul."

"According to the different training techniques, a black film like a steel armor will appear in some parts of the skin. Once triggered, the mountains will crack and the rocks will be invulnerable."

"Masters can make you wander around the body, and indirectly make people not afraid of swords."

Chen Mu was startled.

It was dark last night and he didn't pay attention.

Looking back now, the palm of the round-faced Taoist priest was indeed black.

No wonder he was swept away half-life.

If it weren't for the fascination, the consequences...

Is this the power of the soul?

"Don't think about it." Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu and said.

"If you can master the shape training to the greatest extent, there will be no one in a thousand."

"If you want to cultivate courage, there is no way to save one."

"It is still possible that the rank of the shape training is high enough, but the kestrel training ..."

"Tsk tsk..." Jie Jia shook his head with regret.

Chen Mu said unwillingly: "Is there no other way?"

Jie Jia's eyes rolled, staring at Chen Mu's left cuff.

"I have a very advanced form of training."

"It is very likely that you will develop courage after retraining." Jie Jia said with a traceless temptation.

"Really?!" Chen Mu was pleasantly surprised.

"If it's fake!" Jie Jia vowed.

Chen Mu glanced at Jie Jia hopefully: "Is it on credit?"

Jie A: "..."

Stay where it is cool!

He can see it, this little bastard is making fun of him!

Chen Mu happily sipped the iced herbal tea.

Poor kestrel training?

But he has a proficiency plug-in!

Not bad, we have to wait until his liver reaches the top.

...

Send away the depressed Jiejia.

Chen Mu moved back to the pavilion with difficulty.

I was so excited last night, I didn't feel much.

The injury completely broke out today, and it hurts to move.

"There's no way to travel long distances like this." Chen Mu thought with a frown.

After killing the round-faced Taoist, he wanted to stay away from Qingshan County more and more.

But with his injuries, he couldn't go far.

"Keep it up first."

With a single thought, he called out the gray wall proficiency.

Writing: 1666/10000/second order;

Drawing: 1533/10000/second order;

Throwing: 7553/10000/third order;

Kestrel training: 4009/10000/third-order;

Cooking: 8926/10000/first order;

Pharmacy: 4852/10000/second order;

Sleeve Sword: 816/10000/Tier 3;

"Fortunately, I brought my sleeves to Tier 3 ahead of time."

"Without a blow from Qiankun, the paper figurine will really die!"