My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

For three days in a row, red clouds appeared from time to time in the sky of the lower house.

The wildly proliferating emerald beetles were quickly killed by Song Wuji in the prison.

Although the production of yellow bud rice was inevitably reduced, this rapid outbreak of insect pests was finally completely extinguished.

Shang Huan House.

Accompanied by Old Hao, he fell to the ground with a thud.

Wearing a black Taoist robe and wearing a white mask, Chen Mu slowly appeared in a cloud of black smoke.

Shang Huan glanced at Old Hao, who was grabbing the ground with his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

I don't know where the old man Hao offended this Mr. Gongsun.

Every time we meet, the old man has to be brought down, and he is always put on the ground with his face.

If it weren't for the thick skin and thick flesh of the armored warrior, he would have fallen into a big cake face.

Mr. Gongsun, all the white jade money I got this time. Shang Huan respectfully offered a small wooden box.

In three days, a total of 213 insecticidal cigarettes were sold, and 852 white jade coins were obtained.

In order to ship the goods as soon as possible, I promised the sellers to give them a piece of white jade money. Shang Huan felt uneasy.

Look at...

Chen Mu gently stroked the black wooden box, and suddenly came to Shang Huan's ear.

Why don't you run?

So much white jade money.

Shang Huan's forehead suddenly sweated, and he swallowed hard: I want to make more white jade money.

Chen Mu got up and looked at Shang Huan indifferently.

Baicao Pavilion is helpless against the emerald green beetle, but you can take out the insecticidal smoke immediately.

I think if I follow you, I can make more white jade money in the future. Shang Huan explained bravely.

Chen Mu was noncommittal on the surface, but he couldn't help but be surprised.

This little-eyed fat man thinks a long way.

The right hand was filled with black smoke, and a withered yellow grass paper full of handwriting appeared.

The paper was old and seemed to shatter at the touch.

If someone asks about insecticidal cigarettes, show this to him.

Just say this recipe is your family's ancestral heritage.

He really doesn't like to show his face, and he needs someone like Shang Huan to stand in front of him.

After several cooperations, the fat man's talent for selling fakes made him speechless. But it also helped him share some of the risk of selling pills.

The insecticidal smoke formula was deliberately made old by Chen Mu, in order to resist the coveted attention of others.

But it is a simple beetle version of the ecstasy smoke, which is just used to keep Shang Huan.

Then the black smoke got into the wooden box, and half of the white jade money disappeared out of thin air.

Immediately, he stopped speaking, accompanied by black smoke, turned and left Shang Huan's house.

Shang Huan looked at the recipe and carefully opened the wooden box.

Looking at the half of the white jade money left in it, I almost jumped up with excitement.

Just a cursory look, there are more than 400 white jade coins.

After removing the share and giving it to Old Man Li and others, he and Old Man Hao would each get over a hundred white jade coins!

He used to buy and sell, and he worked hard, and his family was only worth more than 30 white jade coins.

This time I made more than triple.

This thigh, can't be loose!

...

Low mountain courtyard.

Chen Mu, who was so full just now, is now squatting on the small bench without any image.

In front of him is a short table covered with white jade coins.

Chen Mu was staring at the short table with excitement at the moment, counting the money one by one.

Well...he's already counted it three times!

There are 426 insecticidal cigarettes in total, plus the remaining 11.

Four hundred and thirty-seven!

Haha... Chen Mu took a sip of the herbal tea on the ground and couldn't help grinning.

Since I came to Jilongdao, I have never been so rich!

With this amount of money, he dared to stand up straight even if he entered the Confucian Academy.

Secret law expensive? Don't be afraid, we have money!

I won't buy your secret technique if I have money! Chen Mu snorted coldly.

Don't try to steal my money.

In the next six months, I won't sell any tranquilizer pills, and I won't delay my eating and training. Chen Mu smiled.

He called up the proficiency and checked them one by one from top to bottom.

Writing: 5856/10000/second order;

Drawing: 5967/10000/second order;

Cooking skills: 4870/10000/level 4;

Pharmacy: 3457/10000/fifth order;

Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Mantra: 7541/10000/seventh order;

Transfiguration: 4537/10000/fourth order;

Cloud Mirage Armor: 9847/10000/seventh order;

Planting: 7040/10000/second order;

Bai Yang's true solution: 8497/10000/second order;

Sand Containing Technique: 3808/10000/Tier 3;

You don't need to worry about the previous ones, you just keep practicing every day, you just need to build up your liver slowly over time.

Cloud Mirage Spirit Armor, Bai Yang Zhenjie.

Chen Mu just stared at these two projects.

Cloud Mirage Spirit Armor can brush experience while breathing.

Silently entering the next stage, it is like opening the refrigerator and inadvertently discovering that there is still a piece of ice cream hidden in the corner.

What a surprise!

But he didn't expect much.

You can practice while breathing, so active participation is not high.

And the last time he advanced, the most obvious change was that there were two more silver threads between the eyebrows.

Anyway, you don't need to spend time practicing. You should know what has changed in two days.

I don't know if this road that has already split, can continue to practice.

Chen Mu then looked at Bai Yang Zhenjie.

At the same time, the state of God's intentions appeared in his mind.

Along with Bai Yang Zhenjie cultivation, the vigor and divine intention of the remaining five forms of training have been captured and merged by the silk tennis ball-shaped jade seed.

When it is fully integrated, it is estimated that it will become a jade seed. Chen Mu guessed.

At the beginning, I practiced so many little spicy chicken shape exercises, and now it finally has an effect.

For others to practice jade seeds, it takes a long time to fill in the three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit to make up the holes in the silk tennis jade seeds.

Chen Mushen has too many intentions and a lot of courage, which are the three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit. Just enough to be used as a filler material.

It took more than a year and two months since I left the beam, and I finally got to the edge of the induction stage. Chen Mu said with emotion: It's not easy.

...

To the north of Tongtianfang, on the cliff of a low mountain, inside the wooden corridor.

Song Wuji sat cross-legged on the soft squat.

He has dark skin, a big face and a short neck, and his fingers are as thick as radishes. With a height of no more than 1.6 meters, the whole person looks short and stocky.

An emerald beetle floated in front of him.

Song Wuji's thumb, index finger and middle finger flicked slightly.

Untraceable silver-white silk threads loomed in the air.

One end is attached to a finger, and the other end pierces the beetle.

The beetle's wings and short legs were imprisoned and pulled by an invisible force, and the whole body was constantly trembling and twisting, as if suffering extreme pain.

The hissing sound was shrill and piercing, and it made one's teeth sour.

What's wrong with Lin Su? Song Wuji asked while studying the beetles.

Liang Yi, who was sitting on the futon next to him, scratched his head and smiled: He wants to use a round light mirror to find someone. He said it was his bloodline.

You Xin? Song Wuji pouted.

I don't believe it. Liang Yi continued to smile: I just see some treasures.

This year, a new batch of frontier disciples has arrived, and there may be some artifacts left over from ancient times. Liang Yi shrugged.

Knowing that he has bad intentions, then you still help him? Song Wuji said lightly.

Liang Yi scratched his head: After all, the lower house is in charge of it, not outsiders.

Then why do you still charge him? Song Wuji glanced at his apprentice.

Liang Yi shrugged: But it's only the lower house, and it's not my own.

Song Wuji nodded: Then let him slap him one more time.

Liang Yi showed his signature smile: I think so too.