My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

"Don't you have a set of shape training to sell?" Chen Mu asked suddenly.

"One thousand taels." Jie Jia said lightly.

"Have God's intentions?" Chen Mu was overjoyed. Although it is expensive, you have to buy it to save money and sell iron.

"No." Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu. With God's intention, how could it be only a thousand taels.

Chen Mu was suddenly disappointed.

"You can't buy inheritance with divine intentions." Jie Jia said calmly.

Chen Mu was dubious. Is there a time when silver is still not good?

"Is there a ghost market in Nanyang Mansion?" Chen Mu still wanted to inquire.

Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu, but did not persuade him, "Yes."

When you are disappointed, you will come back to buy it.

"Is there really no divine intention for the kestrel to practice shape art?" Chen Mu was not reconciled.

"God's intention is the core and source of the practice of shape." Jie Jia explained.

"The original creator may have it in his mind, but if he doesn't fully understand it, he can't record it, and if he can't record it, it doesn't exist."

"Small inheritances are mostly in this state."

"Kestrel shape training is only passed down in Nanyang. As far as I know, there is no such thing." Jie Jia said calmly.

You can't practice courage without God's intention.

Knowing the limitations of kestrel training, Chen Mu was disappointed.

But if you say despair, it is not.

Ordinary people practice their shape for ten years, and cultivate their soul for a hundred years. He has only practiced martial arts for a year and a half. Kestrel training is not good, it's a big deal to change it.

"Where can I learn the shape training with divine intentions?" Chen Mu asked.

"The army, aristocratic families, large gangs, and some scattered people." Jie Jia said lightly.

Chen Mu nodded and remembered it in his heart.

In the future, we will have to think of ways in these areas.

After finally crossing, and the proficiency plug-in, of course he has to try to climb to the top.

But don't worry.

Ordinary people need ten years, but he can complete the training in just over a year. There is a lot of time, so be steady.

The most urgent task is to go to Nanyang to settle down first, and then inquire after it settles down.

...

The convoy moved on.

In a few days, it rained heavily. The convoy was forced to stop for repairs.

Taking advantage of this time, Chen Mu found a slightly remote place to test the changes in Yi Sui.

In a forest, Chen Mu's figure suddenly disappeared.

In the cluttered environment, he is like a dexterous falcon.

Change direction freely, move silently, stop immediately if you want to stop, and move as fast as thunder.

Even if the kestrel training is a small inheritance, there is no divine intention. But in the end, it is a form of training that can change one's physique.

He moved with all his strength, and ordinary people could only see a black shadow. If you don't look carefully, you will pass him as a swift bird.

"The energy has also become more vigorous." Chen Mu recalled the changes in the past two days.

He only needs three hours of sleep every day to be in good spirits.

If the situation is urgent, you can even go without sleep for two days in a row and still not feel tired.

"This is just a small inheritance practice."

Shape training, five ghost bags, all kinds of magic, make Chen Mu more and more looking forward to the future.

...

In the next few days, the road got better and better.

The surrounding villages and large tracts of fertile fields also began to appear.

From time to time, you can see farmers working in the fields.

The convoy walked for another five days and finally arrived at Nanyang Mansion.

In the distance, you can see a black line that traverses things and spreads meanderingly. When you walk in, you will know that it is a city wall of unknown length. Compared with Nanyang Palace City, Qingshan County is simply a small courtyard.

In such a big place, it may take two or three days to walk from the south of the city to the north of the city.

"It's really majestic." Chen Mu sighed.

This is only one of the thirteen houses of Daliang. The more prosperous Daliang Shengjing did not know what it should look like.

When a group of bunnies sighed at the palace city. Seven or eight fast horses came straight to the convoy.

A two-meter-tall, fair-skinned, handsome boy in white clothes rolled over and dismounted in the middle of the convoy.

The person who came was Zuo Sheng, the eldest young master of the Zuo family.

Seemingly noticing Chen Mu's gaze, the other party turned to look at him.

Seeing Chen Mu, he couldn't help but startled, and then smiled and nodded.

Chen Mu also returned an embarrassed but polite smile.

When the murderer himself met witnesses, he felt a little empty in his heart.

Zuo Sheng retracted his gaze and jumped into the wide carriage to meet his relatives.

Like others, Chen Mu looked at Zuo Sheng's entourage casually.

One by one, wearing strong vests, their eyes were full of anger, and the muscles of their exposed arms were knotted, and they knew that they were not easy to mess with.

"It's from the Jinghong Gang." Du Xianwei, who had no sense of existence, said.

Arriving at Nanyang Mansion, the former county lieutenant, who had been cautious all the way, finally relaxed, and seemed to be talking about sex: "Jinghong Gang is the largest gang in Nanyang Mansion, and it controls the Jinshui River in Nanyang Mansion.

"Are they still accepting people?" Zhang Ye was excited.

He was born as a gang leader, and he still couldn't let go of the gang career he had spent half his life in changing places.

Chen Mu also pricked up his ears to listen.

Jie Jia once said that in some big power gangs, there are gods who intend to inherit.

"Don't think about it. They only recruit children to train themselves. You are so old, and if you join in, you are an outsider. It's not good, and it's just plain oppression."

Zhang Ye's face was not good-looking. He had been a gang leader after all. If you can become the core, you will be happy to be assigned. But if you're just a peripheral scoundrel, you're a deadly cannon fodder

Chen Mu was also disappointed.

If you can't join the core, you can't get the inheritance of God's intention.

As for the accumulation of great achievements to get rewards. How much work does it take to get this inheritance?

And within this kind of gang, the struggle for power and profit is unknown. Chen Mu went through a journey, but he didn't come to intrigue with others.

...

Nanyang City didn't look far, but it wasn't close when walking, waiting for the convoy to slowly arrive at the city gate. It's afternoon.

When we got here, the people who were traveling all the way began to part ways.

The first to leave was the white girl.

The impressive maid Cui Cui drove up, nodded to this Jie Jia, and then drove away.

The second to go is Du Huai.

As soon as he arrived at the door, a man in his fifties who looked like a housekeeper came to greet him.

Du Huai bowed his hands to say goodbye to everyone, and took his entourage on a luxurious carriage.

Chen Mu thought about it, it seemed that the Du Xianwei family was doing well in the city.

"Elder Brother! I'm here!" Chengming, who had been staring at the car window to measure the flow of people, suddenly shouted.

A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, holding a carriage, quickly approached.

"Why did you run in front of us?" Cheng Ming jumped on the other side's carriage and asked excitedly with his sincere neck in his arms.

"Because my kung fu is good at running fast." Cheng Yi said with a smile.

"Sincerely, the spectator is also here?" He Daoren, who had been behind, stepped forward.

"Uncle He, go back first. Let's settle down and talk about it." Said sincerely.

Immediately, he jumped out of the carriage and saluted this Jie Jia: "The old gentleman escorted me all the way."

Jie Jia nodded calmly.

"Goodbye Brother Chen!" Cheng Ming shouted to Chen Mu.

Chen Mu waved his hands with a smile, and at the same time took out the last two packets of dried meat from the package and threw them over.

"Thank you, Brother Chen!" Cheng Ming couldn't wait to take out a piece of jerky and chew it.

"By the way, Brother Chen, when I enter the city, where can I find you? I want to ask my senior brother to treat you to a big meal!" Cheng Ming blinked slyly with big eyes.

"Sincerity can't be rude!" Sincerity reprimanded softly.

Immediately turned his head to look at Daoren He: "Uncle He?"

He Daoren immediately stepped forward and briefly introduced the situation along the way.

"Uncle He, get in the car first, I'll arrange it." Nodding sincerely to show that he knew, let Chengming and He Daoren get into the car.

Sincerity walked slowly and looked at Chen Mu quietly: "Master Chen, we meet again."

Chen Mu politely bowed his hands in return. He always felt that the Taoist priest didn't seem to like him very much.

"Junior brother is young and ignorant, so I will trouble Young Master Chen to entertain him all the way." He took out a silver note from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Mu.

"We don't plan to stay in Nanyang for a long time, and we can't repay the kindness of your son. Thank you a little, please accept it."

"It's just a little food, it's not necessary." Chen Mu frowned slightly.

"Chen Gongzi is better to accept it." Sincerity said lightly: "I hope Chen Gongzi will never appear in front of my junior brother again."

Chen Mu stared at sincerity.

Feel the faint threat and strong rejection of the other party. I really don't understand where I have offended the other party.

Glancing at the bank note in the other party's hand, Chen Mu chuckled lightly and sat back in the carriage, calmly staring ahead.

The toes kicked the horses lightly, and the carriage slowly passed in front of Chengxin.

Sincerity expressionlessly took back the bank note.

"Outside the demon..."

"Humph!"

Sincerely and indifferently looked at the distant vehicle: "I hope you are interested, otherwise..."

"Senior brother, how did Brother Chen go? He hasn't told me how to find him yet?" Cheng Ming asked curiously, sticking his head out of the carriage.

With a smile on Cheng Yi's face, he looked at Cheng Ming amiably: "Little Junior Brother, Young Master Chen is just passing by in Nanyang, and he will be leaving soon."

"Let's not delay other people's trips."

"Leave? Didn't Brother Chen say to settle here?" Cheng Ming was puzzled.

Sincerity got into the carriage and drove the horses, his expression remained unchanged: "How can you take it seriously if your lord coaxes you to play?"

"Brother Chen won't coax me."

"Okay, he doesn't coax you, I coax you."

"Eldest brother, don't treat me like a child."

"Okay, then you can be a little adult..."

"Big Brother..."