My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Half a month later, at night, the Tianhe Dharma Realm met Tianfeng.

This peak is like a spear stuck in the ground, straight, steep and towering into the clouds. Standing on the top of the mountain, it feels like you can touch the stars in the sky with your hand.

At this moment, the rocky top of the mountain connected to Tianfeng has been completely flattened and is as smooth as a mirror. A huge square altar stood in the middle. Qiu Jinwu was dressed in a purple robe and sat cross-legged in the center of the stone platform.

A dark yellow lantern floated beside him, and its faint light shone on his face, which looked like broken pieces of porcelain, flickering on and off.

Qiu Jinwu looked down at the thin old man in black lying in front of him, and said with emotion: "Huang Jiu, Elder Huang. The last time we met was fifteen years ago."

"At that time, I personally came forward to assign the best Yunchong Courtyard in Eyang Road to your Huang family. It's a pity that you failed to live up to your expectations. More than ten years have passed, and the spiritual aperture has still not been completed." Qiu Jinwu shook his head in disappointment.

"In the end, you still have to rely on me for help."

"What? Not convinced?"

"Then guess, where did Lian Xi's Liangyi Transformation Law come from?" He raised the corner of his mouth and stared at Huang Jiu with a half-smile.

Huang Jiu's eyes suddenly widened.

He never expected that Lian Xi would be Qiu Jinwu's person.

This is like treating yourself like a pig, fattening it up and then killing it!

Huang Jiu's heart was filled with coldness.

"Fifteen years ago, you only formed your divine aperture a few years ago. At that time, I had already reached the basic level of Taoism for more than ten years." Qiu Jinwu murmured in a low voice.

"Today, fifteen years later, you have become a river chariot, but I am still perfect at the basic level of Taoism."

"Old Huang, I feel so miserable!" He looked up to the sky and sighed.

"If you want to develop Taoist foundation into a soul, you must have pure Yang Qi. If you want to have pure Yang Qi, you must build a fairy platform to cast spiritual treasures."

"But the method of casting spiritual treasures is controlled by the old Taoist sects of the big sects. It is difficult for us, the small sects, to meet each other!" Qiu Jinwu clenched his fists heavily.

"The Kui Niu Drum Secret Scroll bought from Qianji Sect at a huge price can only be regarded as a spiritual treasure. If you want to rely on that thing to become a soul, it will take at least two to three hundred years."

"But a Daoji Perfect Qi Refiner can only live for three hundred years at most. I can't afford to wait." Qiu Jinwu lowered his head and stared at Huang Jiu bitterly.

"Fortunately, there is always a way out."

"The Loach Dragon Pearl is divided into two beads: water and fire. It is the secret spiritual treasure of Tianhe Water Mansion. As long as I can completely control it, my path to the soul will be smooth!" His eyes shone, thinking of the possible future, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

"I took the initiative to help you become a river chariot before, but now that I have encountered difficulties, you must be willing to help me obtain the dragon beads, right?" He looked at Huang Jiu with a smile.

It's your grandma's legs!

You want my life!

Huang Jiu lay flat on the ground, his eyes round and staring at Qiu Jinwu fiercely.

"Don't speak?"

"If you don't speak, it's your default!" Qiu Jinwu said with a happy smile on his face.

You really let me talk!

Huang Jiu, whose whole body was tightly restrained, could only stare at Qiu Jinwu. His eyes were so fierce that he wanted to penetrate Qiu Jinwu's head.

"Don't worry, I'm going to be very gentle." Qiu Jinwu held a thin needle with flowing golden light, as if he were tattooing someone, and began to carve complex patterns on Huang Jiu's forehead.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!" He whispered softly through gritted teeth, but his hand movements were fast and accurate, very skillful.

The white lantern swayed and turned, and the dark light shone on his face like broken porcelain, which was strange and eerie.

At the edge of the altar, more than a dozen figures of different ages and genders in different clothes can be vaguely seen.

Their eyes were closed, and their heads and faces were all carved with strange and complex golden patterns.

At this time, he was sitting motionless around the altar, like a dead wax figure.

…

Iceberg cave, wooden house in front of the cold pool.

Chen Mu sat on a soft couch covered with thick cotton pads, staring intently at the black mist half a person's height in front of him.

The Yin spirit's divine power vibrated and twisted, and silver threads emerged from the fingertips. Follow the direction of your finger and slowly inject it into the black mist.

Just like sewing clothes, the silver threads pierce through the black mist, sewing themselves into the black mist.

After a moment, Chen Mu carefully removed his fingers, looked at the silver threads floating in the black mist, and smiled happily.

But before the smile on his face could fully spread, the black mist suddenly shrank, shaking like a sneeze.

puff!

All the silver threads were sprayed out at once.

The ghost pattern of the underworld crossing secret method that was hard to be condensed quickly dissipated, and the smile that had just risen on Chen Mu's face suddenly froze.

"It's okay, it's okay. The ghost monster is not a ghost spirit. The error tolerance rate must be set higher."

"It's just a secret technique that has been passed down thirteen or four times. It's completely acceptable... what a bullshit!"

Chen Mu stared at the ghost monster in front of him fiercely, wishing to smash it away with a fist.

He had expected that it would be difficult to teach the ghost monster, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

"Aren't you very upright when you devoured the energy, blood and essence?"

"There are so many qigong masters in Yun Chong lower court who can easily do it, why can't I learn a secret method?"

"Idiot! Idiot! What a embarrassment to the underworld!" Chen Mu cursed angrily.

The black mist spun around in circles, swaying unmoved at all.

Chen Mu felt a sigh of relief in his chest.

He turned his head and looked fiercely at the soft backrest, where five small paper figures were sitting in a row: "After all, you are also a ghost monster, can't you give some guidance to these juniors and make them smart?"

The five ghosts and little paper figures scratched their heads together and immediately stood up with smiles.

In a flash, Yanyan flew to the side of the ghost monster, pulling the black smoke ball and starting to jump and circle in mid-air. The movements were cheerful and erratic, very much like the Hu Xuan dance performed by the girls in Yicui Tower.

Chen Mu: "..."

Well, it’s so pretty…so damn good-looking!

I specifically asked you to teach it to practice secret techniques, not to teach it to dance!

Chen Mu waved his hand angrily, driving away all the five ghosts and paper figures like flies.

He could only feel the blue veins on his forehead pulsing, as if someone was grabbing his brain and playing the piano.

What a headache!

Chen Mu pressed his temples firmly, turned over his hands and took out a fist-sized jade bottle.

He flexed his thumb and flicked the cork away, then poured himself a large gulp of spirit-nourishing wine.

Heat surged up, and a feeling of slight drunkenness quickly hit my heart.

Chen Mu immediately vibrated his magic power, and his energy and blood flow immediately accelerated. The slightly tipsy feeling that was about to spread throughout the body immediately dissipated, replaced by a refreshing cool air.

"Drinking will cause trouble. Don't dare to indulge in it anymore." He muttered while rubbing his forehead.

As the cool air sweeps through your mind, your headache symptoms quickly diminish.

After a short effort, Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief and came back to his senses.

He can use the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed to pass on the secret method to the Yin Spirit Monster, but this method not only consumes the Yin Spirit's divine power, but also consumes the Pregnant Spirit God. If there are too many transfers, he will get a headache.

The ghost monster's consciousness is confused, so he can only rely on him to take the initiative to carve the secret ghost pattern into it.

And because the souls are disordered, even if they are transferred by hand, the success rate is only 10 to 20 percent.

"Thanks to the spirit-nourishing wine, I can continue my life." Chen Mu was thankful.

Otherwise, it will take a long time to cultivate the symptoms just now, which will definitely delay the progress of the construction of the living ghost gate.

"What a good thing." Chen Mu played with the jade bottle happily.

According to Hui Qiang’s feedback, spirit-nourishing wine can warm and nourish the soul and strengthen its foundation. He didn't know whether it could warm the soul and strengthen its foundation, but it could indeed repair the worn-out upper-born soul.

In just a moment, the splitting headache disappeared without a trace.

"continue!"

He turned over his hand to put away the jade bottle, and caught the ghost monster in front of him, preparing to continue fighting.

"No matter what I say today, I will have it carved into the underworld for you!"

…

Chen Muze stayed by the pool all day to transform the ghost monster.

Others on the Pingning went out in batches to hunt for exotic aquatic animals.

Although the future was uncertain, the two brothers Lei Cheng and Lei Hong managed to suppress it. Everyone was still calm and all tasks were progressing in an orderly manner.

But this stability didn't last long, and something strange happened.

"Is there anyone missing?" Chen Mu looked down at the dark wish-fulfilling pool at the edge of the bottomless pool, frowning slightly: "There are no ferocious and strange beasts within a radius of seven hundred miles."

"The missing people are the collateral descendants of the two elders Zhang and Li. They didn't encounter any misfortune by strange beasts, but they left on their own initiative." Leicheng shook his head.

So bold?

"How dare they stay away from Ping Ning if they are not familiar with the place?" Chen Mu was puzzled.

"It's bloodline guidance." Lei Cheng looked solemn: "They want to find their own Ningqiao ancestor."

"My two brothers also vaguely feel this guidance. It should be some kind of secret summoning technique based on blood."

Chen Mu's expression couldn't help but change: "Are the many Ningqiao elders of the Eyang Road also in this cave?"

"Most likely." Lei Cheng nodded solemnly.

"Where does the bloodline guide point?" Chen Mu asked.

"True north!" Lei Cheng raised his hand and pointed at the door of the ice cave.

Chen Mu nodded thoughtfully, then looked at the two Lei family brothers and said with a smile: "Why don't you send some people to explore the way, and also look for your Lei family ancestors?"

After all, I am an outsider, not as close as the ancestors of the Lei family. Now that we have the news, we can't stop others from finding their ancestors.

Besides...

"One person is short and two are wise. If we really find Ancestor Lei, we can work together and get out of here faster." He smiled and narrowed his eyes.

When Lei Hong heard this, his eyes flickered a little and his face looked hesitant.

Lei Cheng immediately shook his head firmly.

"Don't look for it!"

"Not only can't I find it, I have to get out of here as soon as possible!"

"Qiu Jinwu dares to take action without any scruples. I'm afraid the situation of the ancestors of each family is not good."

"This guidance is not like a summons at this time, but more like a sweet trap!"

"Really not looking for it?"

"Don't look for it!" Lei Cheng shook his head firmly again.

"What about you?" Chen Mu looked at Lei Hong again.

Lei Hong looked at his expressionless second brother, and then at the smiling Chen Mu. He shivered for no reason, and immediately shook his head: "I...I'm not looking for him either."

"It's a pity. I still want to meet your ancestor of the Lei family." Chen Mu shook his head regretfully, and slowly closed his right hand behind his back. The Kuishui Yin Lei that was ready to go was also suffocated in his hand.

"If it's possible, it's best to catch the missing guys." Lei Cheng suggested: "In case those guys are caught, follow the clues and find them..."

"Don't be afraid, there are thirty-nine of them, not one of them can escape." Chen Mu smiled as he looked at the scene coming from the magical power.

Eight hundred miles away, a group of Qi Refiners were running rapidly in the snow.

Three red lines fell from the sky, and then quickly crossed from back to front, drawing large and small circles.

Puff puff puff...

Blood spurted out, and heads rolled down one after another.

The snow-white earth was suddenly dyed in patches of red.

"How do you know that there are thirty-nine people running away?" Leihong scratched his head beside the bottomless pool.

"You just nodded." Chen Mu looked at Lei Hong with a smile.

Nod?

Why does this sound so awkward?

Lei Hong looked at his second brother who had not changed his expression, and then at Chen Mu who was still smiling. His heart suddenly trembled, and he couldn't help shrinking his neck.

These people... couldn't they have been killed by this guy! ?

If he had agreed to go to the ancestor just now, the end would be...

Hiss!