My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Woo!

A hollowed-out iron lotus seed lifted into the air with a low whistling sound.

"Wait a minute, girl, my buddy will bring the clothes over immediately." Chen Mu explained with a smile on his face.

The long-haired woman said nothing.

Chen Mu sighed and said, "I'm ready to pick up the goods for you, whether you buy it or not, you're just saying something."

A thick fog quickly filled the woods.

"It's okay if you let me go." Chen Mu was in a hurry to go back to cook, and his stomach was hungry.

The long-haired girl didn't move.

It was getting colder all around.

"The road is facing the sky, and each side will walk halfway. In this way, I will go from there, you can't stand in my way any more." Chen Mu discussed with sincerity.

Then he ignored the long-haired girl's reaction, turned ninety degrees, and walked away.

But before ten meters, Chen Mu stopped.

Another graceful figure appeared in front.

It's just that the snow-white skin was covered with blood, and festering wounds appeared on the back and thighs, which quickly deteriorated and expanded. Just looking at it makes your scalp go numb.

Chen Mu's face was helpless: "The girl is so aggressive, don't blame me for not talking about martial arts!"

Chen Mu restrained his expression, his face was cold and solemn, he squatted slightly, and took a deep breath.

"Jie Jia! If you don't come out again, I will deduct your money!"

hum!

A cloud of fluorescent white light suddenly exploded in mid-air.

The white light group dragged the long tail flame and slammed into the long-haired girl.

The other party seemed to encounter a wax figure of flame, which quickly melted and dripped and deformed in the white light.

In the end, accompanied by a shrill scream, it disappeared.

The fluorescent light shattered in situ into sparks of light.

Jie Jia put his hands behind his back and walked slowly from the star point.

He was expressionless and stared at Chen Mu with narrowed eyes.

"According to the agreement, I will escort you to Nanyang Mansion, and you will give me four hundred taels of silver. You can't lose a penny of this money." Jie Jia said lightly.

"Four hundred taels? Crazy thinking about money?!"

"Didn't you agree to two hundred taels? Halfway through the price increase, the black tour guide is not as bad as you!" Chen Mu was furious.

"It's a pity." Jie Jia said disappointedly, turning around and leaving.

Chen Mu looked bewildered and approached Jie Jia: "What do you mean?"

"I'm testing whether you are possessed by a ghost." Jie Jia said slowly.

Chen Mu was stunned. If he is possessed by a ghost and is insane, he will definitely not make an agreement with Jie Jia.

Immediately, Chen Mu felt that something was wrong: "Then why are you pity?"

Jie Jiaming rolled his yellow eyes and glanced at Chen Mu: "If you are really possessed, maybe you will agree to the situation, and I will earn two hundred taels more."

Somehow, Chen Mu was not surprised at all.

This is so outrageous.

...

"Is that the ghost monster just now? I don't think it's as scary as the rumors." Chen Mu recalled the situation just now and wondered.

Apart from feeling tight and numb all over his body, and a little fear and discomfort in his heart, he didn't actually suffer any harm.

Jiejia looked up and down: "I'm also wondering, how can you still be alive when you meet a ghost monster."

Chen Mu: "..."

"Ordinary people encounter ghost monsters and immediately fall into an illusion, with no life." Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu in confusion: "Why are you alright?"

Chen Mu also frowned and thought deeply, and then suddenly looked at Jie Jia and said seriously: "It must be this ghost monster... It's not hungry!"

Jie A: "..."

He turned his head and stared at Chen Mu, just staring blankly.

Chen Mu looked dazed, and asked tentatively, "I... Did I say it wrong?"

Jie Jia silently retracted his gaze. Can you pretend to be a little more fake?

Chen Mu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

The two little paper figures flashed away from Chen Mu's sleeves.

Unexpectedly, the five ghost bags can restrain the ghost monsters.

It is because of the two little paper figures in the sleeves.

The long-haired girl didn't dare to rush up to possess her.

...

"By the way, is that white light a magic weapon?"

"Can you show me?"

"I didn't expect you to have two brushes."

"You don't even know how handsome you were when you played just now."

"It's a pity you're a dead man asking for money."

"If you're not greedy for money, you'll be even more handsome."

"..."

...

A chance encounter with a ghost monster let Chen Mu know that the five ghost bags may have other magical uses. But he didn't plan to go to the Daguai test.

With a gray wall hanging outside, he didn't need to take the risk.

With Miss Cuicui joining in, Zhang Ye became more and more experienced, and Chen Mu's food crisis was resolved.

After the trip, in addition to encountering the river, he gave the five ghost bags a meal nearby. At other times, he stayed near the team and practiced the exercises.

A month later, in the evening.

Inside a broken temple halfway up the mountain.

Chen Mu built a fire in the side hall and prepared pots and pans.

Throwing two small bags of preserved fruit to Yijie Jia for a tooth sacrifice.

Chen Mu found a pillar to sit down against, and slowly adjusted his breathing, and began to habitually operate the breathing method.

A heat wave radiated from Chen Mu, and several people around him were used to it.

Although I was curious about Chen Mu's exercise method, I never asked, and they finally met by chance.

But today is a little different.

The heat radiated by Chen Mu continued to rise. It used to be just a small warm stove, but now it is about to catch up with a bonfire not far away.

Sweat poured out of the pores for no money, and then evaporated by the heat of the skin.

White smoke rose from Chen Mu's body. His whole body was red, like a boiled prawn.

"Brother Chen, are you okay?" Chengming asked worriedly.

Jie Jia's drooping eyelids couldn't help but lift a little.

This change is somewhat familiar. It was a memory from decades ago.

Can't read it wrong? Is this going to be a great practice?

Rao Jie Jia, who was used to seeing wind and waves, couldn't help but marvel. The training speed is too fast!

If it wasn't for confirming that the other party was not born with a Taoist bone, Jie Jia would have been jealous.

Jie Jia stopped Chengming who wanted to go forward to check: "Don't disturb him, the qualitative change will take a long time..."

"Why are you all looking at me?" Chen Mu looked at everyone suspiciously.

Jie A: "...".

He has seen many medullary changes in his life, and it takes at least an hour. The longer the time, the more qualitative changes, the greater the harvest.

But Chen Mu was full of calculations in a quarter of an hour.

"Are you really Yi Sui?" Jie Jia hesitated.

"Well, maybe?"

Jie A: "..."

...

Send away the other people who were watching the fun.

Chen Mu called out the gray wall.

Kestrel shape training: 1/10000/fourth order;

Although the qualitative change process is too hasty, the proficiency clearly indicates that he has indeed entered a new stage.

Chen Mu recalled the process of qualitative change. Feel the whole body bones and internal organs tingling to varying degrees.

I have always felt this way when I practiced in the past, but this time it was especially intense.

Chen Mu suddenly realized.

The qualitative change of others is a drastic process of change. Chen Mu's Yisui was divided into each practice by his proficiency.

Every bit of proficiency contains a bit of qualitative change. So his change will not be so obvious.

"You don't have to suffer, it's quite comfortable." Chen Mu thought happily.

That kind of drastic change, I know it will not be happy when I think about it.

"It's still a reliable level of proficiency."

"But what should I do next?" Chen Mu frowned.

It took one hundred taels to learn martial arts in those days, but Sheng Hong taught it and it was gone. I don't know if it's hidden or not.

Looking at the meaning of proficiency, it is obvious that you can continue to practice after buying it. But he didn't know how to continue.

...

"Imagine God's intentions." Jie Jia said lightly.

"What is God's intention?" Chen Mu asked without understanding.

The knowledge blockade in this world is very serious. The lower level is fine, the higher the level, the more difficult it is to obtain.

He has been practicing martial arts for more than a year, and he has also visited the ghost market many times, and he has deliberately collected information on practicing martial arts. But he had no idea what God's intention was.

"God's intentions are the core of shape training. Soul training depends on God's intentions."

"The more subtle you practice the shape art, the more complex the god's intentions. The greater the chance of practicing the soul, the better the effect."

"Some small inheritances are miserable. It's hard to say whether there is any divine intention." Jie Jia said, and glanced at Chen Mu lightly.

"What do you mean by looking at me like that?" Chen Mu had a bad premonition.

"Do you know what a small inheritance is?"

Chen Mu was at a loss.

"There is a shortage of inheritance, and the population is not prosperous. It is passed down to four or five generations in one generation. There are few people who have practiced it, and even fewer people know it." Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu meaningfully.

People are not busy? Few people practice?

Are you saying that my kestrel training is a small inheritance?

Chen Mu squinted at Jie Jia: "There are not many people who practice kestrel shape art, do you have any idea?"

When Chen Mu was in the ghost market, he also sold seven or eight copies of kestrel training. This old man, Jie Jia, sold a hundred copies!

Jie A: "..."