My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

night.

In the underground secret room, along with a low incantation, the blue fire continued to flicker.

After a long while, Chen Mu stopped practicing.

Fire Cloud Mantra: 9930/10000/first order;

It's too much of a waste to open up wasteland for hunting.

Since leaving Tongtianhe Lower Court, either hurrying or reclaiming wasteland, the progress of earning experience has dropped significantly.

During the daytime, there are many eyes, so I can only find time to recite two concentric mantras as a distraction.

There is also a little free time at night, but he still has to condense his mana.

There's no good way. After thinking for a while, Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh.

It's useless even if you show your delusional cultivation.

Those who face the alien beasts on the outermost periphery are the disciples of the lower court who have broken their cultivation bases.

Everyone is the same, just bear with it for a few years.

If you can't get the Condensation Secret Technique in the short term, there is no need to rush to take risks.

Practice the secret technique at hand to the top first.

Choose a few more suitable secret methods to increase the means of survival.

Take advantage of a few years of turmoil and see if you can save a little more money.

When Pengyue Mountain was first built, everything was lacking. As long as you have the vision to discover, you can always make money.

Just like Mu Linglang this time.

You can't float, you need to think more about safety. Chen Mu admonished himself.

Along the way, he has seen too many murders and money grabs.

Fortunately, Mo Wuzhou doesn't know my identity.

Every time he appears as Gongsun Sheng. Height, weight, face shape, and outfits all change.

One is a mysterious and unpredictable master of delusion.

One is an ordinary commoner farmer.

Ordinary people would never associate the two.

Even if Gongsun Sheng's identity caused trouble, Chen Mu's identity was absolutely safe.

...

Three days later, the second team of Yiyou District wasteland reclamation team.

Chen Mu Hao Lao and others leaned in a row on the tree trunk.

Chatting chatting, smoking cigarettes, leisurely watching a few people carrying large clay pots, driving the wave of gray worms to clear the way.

Chen Mu took off the yellow gourd and took a sip of herbal tea. The sultry heat in the jungle was gradually relieved.

The mind habitually recites the concentric mantra.

Inside the jade seed, the concentric spell talisman flickered faintly, and the mana drifted freely as if receiving an order, and quickly rushed to the surrounding of the talisman.

Gather, condense, hook, twist.

The talisman, which was already complex enough, suddenly added some branches.

Chen Mu was used to this phenomenon.

These branches are part of the concentric mantra, which can be completed with each practice.

But because of lack of proficiency, soon they will start to dissipate automatically.

But it didn't disappear completely, and every time he left a little bit, just like every time he had the experience of progress, making the talisman more and more perfect.

A feeling suddenly emerged in my heart.

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he looked at the gray wall subconsciously.

Concentric mantra: 9976/10000/eighth order;

ho!

It won't take long for you to be advanced!

Chen Mu was instantly happy.

There was the Fire Cloud Mantra before, and now there is the Concentric Mantra.

This boring wasteland life finally has some meaning

Brother Chen, good things are coming.

We just caught a litter of pigs and rabbits, you see... Old man Yang, who chased away the bugs, walked over with a smile.

In his hand, he was holding a rabbit that was one meter two long, with a round body like an oil drum, and was fatter than a pig.

Chen Mu couldn't help but laugh.

Just look at it!

...

at dusk.

A huge open space was cut out of the jungle, and the weeds on the ground were gnawed away by the bugs driven by old man Yang.

The poisonous insects and poisonous snakes hidden in the ground are also smoked out by special drugs to kill or drive them away.

The tent is set up in the open space, a pit is dug on the ground, and a few thick branches are placed on it, which becomes a simple fire pit.

Seven or eight people gathered around a bonfire, each holding a large wooden plate in his hand, which was filled with hill-like barbecue slices.

When the wasteland is hunted, why don't Brother Chen go to Lengyuefang to open a restaurant.

This craft is more cost-effective than farming.

Several people complimented.

Chen Mu walked by, eating a piece of barbecue, drinking a sip of herbal tea, accompanied by another plate of roasted wild vegetables, smiling and eating without speaking.

He pondered that cooking was good for himself.

Let him open a restaurant to make money... that's fine.

...

After eating and drinking, a few people gathered around the bonfire to chat.

Chen Mu used the excuse of digesting food and strolled around the camp.

After a short while, he left the camp and came to the hill-like pile of wood that was cut down during the day. The smell of thick sap suddenly penetrated into his nostrils.

Chen Mu swept his eyes and found two unidentified trees that were more than a hundred years old. This was the material he carefully selected during the day.

He glanced at the camp in the distance.

The next moment, black smoke filled the air.

The center of the seven-to-eight-meter-long trunk was suddenly empty, and the center of the tree disappeared.

Inside the five ghost bags. The feeding shaft was remodeled by Chen Mu again.

A large water bladder sewn from animal hides fills the feeding shaft.

It was filled with pitch-black spiritual pulp, and the hearts of five or six watermelons with a thick cut surface and a length of more than four meters were soaking in it.

You have to hoard a batch of medicinal materials and alien blood as soon as possible.

Once the sale of Mu Linglang starts, users will have to make spirit-inducing paste, and the price of the required materials will likely increase. Chen Mu calculated in his heart.

The use of magic tools requires a price, just like a car needs oil, and a computer needs electricity.

The price of Mu Linglang is the spirit-inducing paste.

Every once in a while, you need to soak in the spirit-inducing paste.

The scroll he threw to Shang Huan at the beginning mainly introduced the method of concocting the spirit-inducing paste.

Perhaps, I can also hoard a batch of materials and sell them after the price increases?

After thinking about it, Chen Mu shook his head again.

The materials are very common, and the value of hoarding is not so high.

Hmm... directly selling spirit-inducing syrup?

After thinking about it, he shook his head again: There is a risk.

Selling spirit syrup is like selling gasoline. It involves a huge supply chain, and it can’t be done without people.

But when people are overly concerned, they can easily lead to trouble.

He just wanted to make a quick and easy money, the kind without trouble.

Let's meet Shang Huan. Chen Mu no longer thought about it.

For three days, there should be movement in Mo Wuzhou's place.

...

one hundred?

The first batch?

In the dense forest outside the camp of the Fourth Land Reclamation Team in Yiyou District.

Chen Mu tried his best to restrain his emotions so that his voice still sounded so gentle and calm.

Can……

One hundred Mu Linglang! That is 10,000 white jade.

Even if the cost and the share given to Mo Wuzhou and Monk Huan were removed, there would still be more than 8,000 pieces of white jade!

One sale, earning nearly one-tenth of the Condensing Aperture Secret Technique? !

And this is only the first batch.

There are more than one hundred wasteland reclamation groups!

This……

It's a pity that there is no Red Sleeve Square here!

Not bad. Chen Mu made his voice as calm as water.

With a wave of his right hand, five Mu Linglang appeared on the ground.

The four were sent to Mo Wuzhou for inspection.

You keep one for yourself to explore the way.

Tell me, this business will not go wrong, right? Chen Mu said meaningfully.

In order to establish the character of Gongsun Sheng, the tone has been specially adjusted.

Let his words sound gentle, but with a creepy neurotic temperament.

The effect is outstanding!

Shang Huan froze in fright at the time.

The little eyeballs turned sharply, and then he trembled and assured: Please rest assured, Mr. Gongsun, I will implement your plan flawlessly!

It will definitely not cause trouble for you!

Chen Mu nodded in satisfaction.

It seemed that the fat man understood what he meant.

Simply complete this order neatly. Get a quick buck and get out.

It's great to make money without causing trouble.

He nodded slowly to Shang Huan, and continued to say goodbye in a gentle voice that made the hair count down.

Immediately, he floated away in the black smoke.

He has to go back to prepare materials.

What about a hundred Mu Linglang?

The little Mu Xin he had prepared before was not enough.