Longevity starts with learning

Time flies...

The snow melts and early spring arrives.

In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed quietly.

Goose-shaped Mountain is an ordinary small mountain among the many mountains in Nanshan, located in the southwest of Nanshan Town.

As for the name of this Goose-shaped Mountain, it is quite interesting. Because the mountain is oval and shaped like an egg, it is called Goose-shaped Mountain...

When Chu Mu first heard this name, he couldn't help but complain.

Why must it be a goose egg if it is shaped like an egg?

There are many animals and poultry that lay eggs!

Chicken-shaped Mountain? Bird-shaped Mountain? Snake-shaped Mountain?

Chu Mu looked at the oval mountain in front of him and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

It was only early morning, the morning dew was still there, and the sun was rising. Chu Mu was wearing a green cloth robe, a sword hanging from his waist, and a bamboo basket on his back. On both sides of the bamboo basket, there were small and exquisite iron shovels and pickaxes tied.

With such clothes, it is naturally impossible to go to the mountains for a leisurely outing.

Chu Mu retracted his gaze and walked along the mountain path towards the goose-shaped mountain.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the path up the mountain disappeared, leaving only the deep and dense forest.

Chu Mu didn't care. This Nanshan Town is a model of vast land and sparse population. If it weren't for the iron mine, the surrounding dozens of miles would probably be a deserted wilderness.

Drawing out his sword, he cut the bushes in front of him with a few strokes, and then Chu Mu groped into the mountain.

Chu Mu walked very slowly, looking around at the same time.

Only ten steps into the mountain, Chu Mu deviated from the direction, walked two steps to the left, half squatted down, and looked at a piece of mushroom growing on the rotten wood in front of him, with some excitement in his eyes.

"White spot mushroom, saprophytic in late autumn, and parasitic on rotten wood, highly toxic, can be used as medicine..."

Looking at the mushroom in front of him, the corresponding memory instantly emerged in Chu Mu's mind.

Although it was the fifth time to go into the mountains to collect herbs since the beginning of spring, Chu Mu still couldn't help but feel the indescribable novelty when he saw the herbs growing vigorously.

Chu Mu carefully observed everything in front of him, from the shape of the mushrooms, the environment in which they grew, and many other factors, all of which echoed with the book knowledge in his mind.

After a long time, Chu Mu slightly suppressed the sense of novelty in his heart, put down the bamboo basket on his back, and took out the small shovel and pickaxe.

Although white spot mushrooms are not precious herbs, the quality of collection of any herbs is almost directly related to the quality of the medicinal properties of the herbs.

Chu Mu was naturally very clear about this.

Strictly following what he had learned in daily life, he handled the herbs in front of him bit by bit, fearing that any mistake would damage the medicinal properties of the herbs.

After collecting more than ten white spot mushrooms and putting them in the bamboo basket, Chu Mu got up and continued to walk into the mountains.

He walked forward, waving his sword, opening up the way forward again and again, stopping again and again, and the bamboo basket behind him also gained some weight with each stop.

It was not until noon that Chu Mu finally stopped, found a huge rock to sit on, took off the bamboo basket, and took out the dry food he had prepared to fill his stomach.

The mountain was cool, still with a bit of the chill of deep winter.

Sitting on the boulder, overlooking the mountains, you can also see the mountains stretching out, and you can also see the town between the mountains. The bare mines are even more conspicuous.

Chu Mu took a bite of the steamed bun, and while chewing, his eyes never left the bare mine.

Having been on duty at the mine for some time, Chu Mu naturally had no difficulty in distinguishing which mine the hundreds of ice sculptures and the man-eating devil's cave were in.

For more than a month, the Nanshan Town, which had experienced a lot of turmoil, was rarely calm. At least, on the surface, it was calm.

Although he had been on leave at home, Chu Mu had paid close attention to the mines. As far as he knew, several groups of inspectors had been mobilized into the mountains under Li Jinghong's orders in the past month or so.

However, these several mobilizations had nothing to do with the local inspectors in Nanshan Town. They were all mobilized external inspectors.

As for corvée labor...

Thousands of corvée laborers in the mines, under the current strict management that almost closed the mines, Chu Mu knew what the scene would be like without thinking.

"Go back and try to see if I can continue to take leave..."

Chu Mu thought to himself that his current life, with the salary from the inspection office and doing his own things, could barely be considered free and easy. It was not bad to be able to continue to maintain it.

He stuffed the steamed bun that he had eaten most of into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it into his stomach. In his field of vision, the light curtain panel emerged.

[Name: Chu Mu. ]

[Skills: Basic swordsmanship (a glimpse of the door) 493/500]

[Body-building secrets (69/1000)]

[Spiritual brilliance value: 96.9%]

Since the trip to Qili Village, the "Spiritual brilliance value" has fallen below the 100 mark for the first time. In just over a month, Chu Mu has invested nearly 2,000 "Spiritual brilliance values" in medical skills.

In return, his medical skills have improved by leaps and bounds!

If more than a month ago, he was just a beginner with a certain understanding of medical skills. If he practiced medicine, he would definitely be called a quack doctor.

Now, he has devoted himself to studying hard for more than a month, and has invested a huge amount of "Spiritual brilliance value".

According to Mr. Li, he has already learned the door to knowing people and medicine. When he sits with Mr. Li for consultation, he can make a diagnosis about the same level in nine out of ten cases.

Even in Nanshan Town, rumors spread that Mingxin Hall had a new young doctor, causing many colleagues at the Inspection Office to come and ask if he was going to resign from the Inspection Office and concentrate on practicing medicine...

If his immediate superior Wu Shuo had not been promoted to the position of a centurion, he would have missed his vacation long ago.

Compared with the huge "spiritual brilliance value" investment in medical skills, swordsmanship obviously does not have this treatment.

Even after experiencing the matter of the resentful soul, Chu Mu's enthusiasm for swordsmanship has also dissipated by half.

Daily practice is just a habit, and most of his energy is on medical skills and blood cultivation.

Despite this, his talent in swordsmanship seems to be really good.

After more than a month of daily practice, the proficiency of swordsmanship, which has just begun to glimpse the way, has already approached the next stage.

As for the blood cultivation of the body forging technique...

For nearly one and a half months, the blood cultivation has not stopped once, and the proficiency has only increased by 15 points.

Chu Mu thought that he was absolutely prepared for the slowness of blood cultivation, but the slow progress of the practice in more than a month has once again exceeded his imagination.

Judging from this progress, it is only the initial stage of cultivation. At the initial stage of cultivation, the progress is so slow. What about the deeper progress?

What Mr. Li lamented about wasting most of his life in hard cultivation is obviously not an exaggeration!

Chu Mu even felt that with such a snail-like progress of cultivation, if he really practiced day after day like this, he might not be able to achieve the great success of Qi and blood cultivation in this lifetime...

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