My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

More than ten days passed in a flash, and it was late at night.

Gray fog slowly surged, tightly covering the sky above the Haizi Camp. Several groups of green flames were like pendulums, slowly but non-stop swimming in the fog.

The camp of the third flag of the Yanxing Department.

The faint green light penetrated into the barracks through the huge paper window, and as time passed, it slowly moved and slowly shone on Chen Mu's side face.

Chen Mu, who was sitting cross-legged against the wall, opened his eyes and looked at the barracks quietly.

It was late at night, and everyone else had fallen into a deep sleep. Not far away, Shi Dechun muttered incoherently.

"Will the Yin spirit dream of ghosts?"

Chen Mu looked at the people in different sleeping states quietly, silently.

He stayed in the Yinming for several months and found that these so-called Yin spirits were not the spirits after death in the traditional sense.

They ate and slept like living people, with different personalities and preferences, and they were not very attached to their previous lives. They were like another living life with some memories of their previous lives.

When a faint green light flashed past his eyes again, Chen Mu shook his head slightly and collected his mind.

A faint wave slowly covered everyone, and the magic power of the celestial demon's true form quietly activated.

Although the old ghost was not bewitching, if he just added a little more power, he could easily make these people sleep more deeply.

The next moment, Chen Mu's figure became illusory, and the whole person sank into the ground and disappeared.

...

More than ten meters underground in the barracks.

In a secret room the size of an ordinary bedroom, Chen Mu slowly appeared.

With a slight flick of his index finger, a strand of Yin Ling's magic power drilled into several white lanterns hanging on the wall.

There was no oil or core inside the lantern, but a warm white candle flame ignited out of thin air, and the dark secret room suddenly became bright.

"It's still this underground secret room that makes people feel at ease." Chen Mu stretched his waist, walked around the small secret room twice, and stood in the middle of the secret room.

The black smoke of the Five Ghosts surged, and a half-man-high white jade water tank appeared in front of him. It was filled with clear water from the Wangchuan River, which he had condensed bit by bit during this period.

Chen Mu called up the gray wall and looked at one of the columns.

Huangquan Yin: 3703/10000/Level 1;

At this time, the silver thread pattern on the palm of his right hand had changed greatly. Its edges were still covered with messy silk threads, but the inside was quite neat and smooth, and the whole was already a hollow ring that was not very round.

"Not slow, not slow, but if it could be faster, it would be better." Chen Mu couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"I still have to try it."

"This world outside the sky is not very safe after all."

He was ruthless, and as he thought, the ring heated up slightly, and the river water in the white jade water tank flew up out of thin air and floated to Chen Mu's side.

It was like an oval silkworm pupa, slowly wrapping Chen Mu's whole body inside.

He tried his best to control the river water, keeping it half a finger away from the skin everywhere.

The next moment, Chen Mu took a deep breath and suddenly activated the Feiyan Sutra that he had practiced to the limit.

Boom!

The dark flame suddenly appeared, and every inch of Chen Mu's skin was covered with green flames in an instant.

The extreme Feiyan Sutra allowed him to completely control the flames, easily covering his skin, while keeping his clothes intact.

The flames burned quietly, and his body was not painful or itchy, but Chen Mu did not dare to be careless at all, and stared at the gentle green flames that looked like a well-behaved cat with full concentration.

Because he knew very well that as long as the flames rioted, the cat in front of him would immediately turn into a hungry tiger that would eat people and burn him into smoke if he was not careful.

Time passed slowly.

Half an hour later.

A wisp of flame that seemed to be still at the tip of his nose suddenly shook as if it was disturbed by Chen Mu's breathing.

Chen Mu's heart jumped fiercely, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Without any signs.

Boom!

The flames close to his skin suddenly expanded, and the inside seemed to explode and spread violently around.

Chen Mu's entire body instantly seemed to have turned into a raging human-shaped torch!

The severe pain made Chen Mu's whole body twitch violently, but he did not dare to be distracted. Huangquan Yin was activated instantly, and the water of the Wangchuan River that wrapped his body suddenly shrank inward, firmly suppressing the rioting flames.

Sizzle...

A series of sounds of raw meat being put on the hot grill plate sounded, and the small secret room was instantly filled with water mist and white smoke.

The white lanterns on the wall were immediately corroded by the water of the Wangchuan River, and the flames inside disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After a long while, in the stubborn flames of the last lantern, the white smoke finally slowly dissipated.

Uh...

The severe pain made Chen Mu's throat seem to have swallowed a burning charcoal and it was difficult to speak.

He immediately called for his flesh and blood body to replace it.

Even so, the memory of the pain still remained in his mind, making his face pale.

Throwing a soft couch casually, Chen Mu leaned back weakly and took a deep breath.

"If I hadn't prepared twice as much water from the Wangchuan River, I might have been burned to smoke just now!"

"What a close call!"

After taking a few breaths, Chen Mu took out a handful of jade dew beads and activated the Soul Recovering Technique.

The warm essence continued to flow in, and was immediately sent into the secret acupoint between his eyebrows.

After sucking up several handfuls of jade dew beads in a row, he felt a slight swelling in his eyebrows, and he was completely relieved.

Calling out the gray wall, he looked at one of the columns.

Huangquan Yin: 4062/10000/first level;

"It's done!"

Chen Mu couldn't help but punched hard.

In the past, practicing secretly for a day could only get more than 300 experience points.

Just now, I took a risk, and after half an hour, the effect was as good as the previous day!

"The Feiyan Sutra can really assist the practice of Huangquan Yin!"

A few days ago, in order not to waste the water from the Forgotten River that was condensed, he used it to assist in the training of the Flying Flame Sutra.

As a result, I unexpectedly discovered that although I was practicing the Flying Flame Sutra, the secret technique Huangquanyin inexplicably gave me a little more experience. At that time, he speculated that Feiyan Sutra might be able to assist Huang Quanyin in his cultivation.

Several subsequent attempts also confirmed this.

But in order to extinguish the rioting green flames in time, he would only let the green flames cover his right palm. Every time I practice, it often takes six or seven hours. It is indeed safe, but it takes too long. In order to improve efficiency, this crazy experiment was carried out.

"The danger is indeed dangerous, but in the end it is only the true form of the sky demon. As long as the flesh and blood true body is not damaged, it can recover quickly."

"Prepare enough Wangchuan River water and jade dew in advance, and you can quickly gain Huangquan Yin experience."

Thinking of this, Chen Mu couldn't help but smile.

…

The next day, the sky was dim.

Chen Mu got out of the ground. Everyone in the barracks was still sleeping, but there was some movement outside the barracks.

Not long after, thunderous drum sounds came from deep in the camp, and the soul-calling flags rose into the sky as usual, leading many Yin soldiers to fly to the Blood River to hunt the water ape.

Everyone looked away as usual, some continued to sleep, and some gathered together to chat.

The leader of the Yanxing tribe was carrying it, and the Yin soldiers had not returned from hunting. They had nothing to do and had to pass the time separately.

Chen Mu returned to the barracks and continued to ponder Huangquanyin. He did not stop practicing until noon.

He walked out of the barracks, walked around the camp, stretched his body a little, and prepared to follow the Flame Walkers to the Blood River. But he waited and waited, but the Yin soldiers never returned.

"There's something wrong." Shi Dechun approached Chen Mu: "At this time in the past, the Yin soldiers had already returned, but today..."

"It's not just today that's wrong." Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

The return time of the Yin soldiers is uncertain, but generally it is getting later and later. And there are more and more water ape corpses on the battlefield. This shows that the side of the Blood River has become increasingly dangerous.

"Do you know how to get to Huangquan Department?" Chen Mu asked.

The Huangquan tribe is also an auxiliary soldier and does not need to leave the camp. They only need to condense the water of the Wangchuan River every day and maintain the bottomless pool in the southwest corner of the camp where the bodies of the water monkeys are disposed of.

"Difficult!" Shi Dechun had done some research for him a long time ago.

"It is said that one casting of the spell must attract at least one cauldron of water from the Forgotten River. And the total amount of water from the Forgotten River condensed in one day must reach ten cauldrons."

"These two are the minimum standards for entering the Underworld Division, and they are extremely difficult."

"There is someone in our Yisan Banner who can condense the water of the Wangchuan River. Unfortunately, he only mastered the Nine Cauldrons and failed the City Lord's Mansion assessment, so he was assigned to our Yanxing Department's Yisan Banner." Shi Dechun looked regretful.

Is there such a capable person?

"Where is that person?" Chen Mu was curious.

"Hey! He's the skinny old man in the barracks opposite who is hosting the gambling show."

Chen Mu couldn't help but frown slightly. It's just one more step away. Can't it be achieved with a few more months of practice?

"Don't he want to transfer to the Underworld Department?"

"He dreams about it, but it's a pity..." Shi Dechun shook his head: "It's a pity that he is too young!"

ha?

Just that skinny old man with snow-white hair and a wrinkled face?

Is he still young? !

"As for any Yin spirit who has not mastered magical ghost patterns, the total amount of magical power can only be accumulated by time. He has only been in Yinming for eighty-three years. He is young! Young! Too young!" Shi Dechun shook his head repeatedly.

Listen to what nonsense you are talking about.

How dare an eighty-three-year-old ghost be called young? !

Chen Mu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Shi Dechun had a strange look on his face: "Yin Ling can easily live over two hundred, and he is not even half of eighty-three. Of course he is young!"

Chen Mu: "..."

So, human beings have their limits. If you don’t become a human being, your life span will be greatly increased immediately?

Fine……