My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

It is five or six miles away from the place where Shang Huan Mo Wuzhou trades.

In a dense forest as large as four football fields, all the weeds and shrubs have been cleared away, and only trees more than ten meters high are left standing.

Looking down from Pongyue Mountain, there are many similar dense forests in all directions, all of which were created by the wasteland reclamation group.

It is said that after the inspection of the Supreme Court, it can hide the wind and gather qi.

There are also rumors that it is to be used to arrange mountain protection laws.

In the center of the jungle, six or seven meters underground. The ceiling is five meters high, and it is a secret room the size of two living rooms.

Chen Mu held the Huoyun gourd in his right hand and sat cross-legged on the futon.

The drop-shaped fluorescent algae lamp floats on the top of the head, emitting a white and warm light.

At the mouth of the black-skinned gourd, the light blue fire flashed, making the damp secret room extremely dry.

Chen Mu stood beside Chen Mu to cool down.

He recited the Fire Cloud Mantra over and over again.

Suddenly, Sisi Mingwu came to mind.

The fire cloud mantra was suddenly complicated, and the lengthy mantra was shortened by half.

Chen Mu called out the gray wall.

Fire Cloud Mantra: 1/10000/second order;

Finally advanced.

The time to get the Huoyun Huo is not short. It's a pity that due to various changes, I haven't practiced much.

The temperature of the flame is higher, the attack range is larger, and the lethality is stronger. Chen Mu sighed while playing with the black-skinned gourd: It doesn't quite match my kindness and integrity.

Forget it, let's make it alive.

It's also great for barbecues.

Put away the fire cloud gourd, take a look at the five ghosts perspective.

Looking at Mo Wuzhou, carrying the square wooden box, he flew towards Pengyue Mountain.

Shang Huan also sneaked away and left quickly along the shadow of the trees under the moonlight.

Controlling the five ghosts again, they circled the trading location twice in a three-mile radius.

Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help being careless, after all, it was a transaction involving nearly 5,000 white jade.

Five thousand pieces of white jade! Chen Mu's hands trembled with excitement when he thought about it.

No promise! Chen Mu clapped his left hand with his right.

Wait a second.

Let Bai Yuqian stay with Shang Huan for a while longer.

Isolation Isolation Risk.

And this is only half of the payment, and there is still half of it!

Let's go! Go home and continue to gain experience!

It didn't take long for the flying kites to fly into the air, rolling the damp mist over the dense forest, and suddenly disappearing into the sky.

...

Two days later at midnight.

At the foot of Pengyue Mountain, Chen Mu's wooden house in Yiyou District.

In the underground secret room, Chen Mu's right index finger pointed at the eyebrow of a small wooden horse.

sizzle...

It sounded like the sound of balloons deflating evenly in the underground chamber.

On the surface of the jet-black wooden horse, hair-thin silver threads started from the cylindrical head of the small wooden horse and spread steadily and steadily around the body.

hum!

A bee flapped its wings and chirped, and the silver threads covering the entire Trojan suddenly flickered faintly, and then all disappeared into the body.

Chen Mu opened his eyes and looked at the little Trojan horse whose brows were a little white, and raised his eyebrows.

sixth!

A grey wall appeared before him.

Alchemy (Mu Linglang): limit;

When the refining technique reached the top, Chen Mu had countless experiences in his mind.

It seems that countless Mu Linglang have been made.

Picking up a piece of tree heart, you can know whether its various parts are hard or soft, and also know the various defects of the concocting method.

Learn more about how to adjust the talisman invasion and avoid the risk of failure.

100% success? Chen Mu understood.

Glancing at the dozen or so little Trojan horses next to him, Chen Mu silently estimated.

It only takes five days at most, and this batch of Mu Linglang can be completely finished.

Feeling a little restless, Chen Mu knew that he had reached the limit.

So naturally the concentric mantra was activated.

With the concentric spell talisman drilled into the black ball of Yuan talisman, seven bright pearls suddenly appeared in the mist.

Chen Mu habitually connected to one of them.

A cool breath rushed into my mind.

Comfortable!

Looking at the mana that still did not fill the Jade Seed, he couldn't help shaking his head.

Consuming while accumulating, it is difficult to fill up.

Or complete the order as soon as possible, and then fully accumulate.

...

Late at night, the third wasteland reclamation team in Bingchen District.

The camp was quiet, except for the occasional beast roar from afar, and only sporadic beeping sounds from the burning bonfire.

The six Wushan brothers and sisters sat around the bonfire without saying a word.

Suddenly, Ai Ji, whose shoulders were slumped and full of depression, suddenly sat up straight.

Here! He's here again! His whole body softened as soon as he finished shouting.

With a thud, he fell back to the ground, lying on the ground with his back in all directions, looking up at the sky without love.

Why does Gongsun Sheng always look for me! Ai Ji looked desperate.

Wool can't catch a scorpion, can it?!

puff!

The always cold Shi Xian suddenly laughed out loud.

The corners of the other people's mouths twitched slightly.

I guess, Ai Ji has probably met Gongsun Sheng before. Wu Ruo said thoughtfully, Gongsun Sheng without a mask.

I don't remember any special person I offended? Ai Ji frowned and thought hard.

Don't think about it, Gongsun Sheng without a mask is likely to be an ordinary, unremarkable lower court disciple. Yulin smiled.

Maybe they have planted land for us. Shi Xian suddenly said.

Several people looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

I can't tell...

We have to make plans early. Xu Rao narrowed his eyes.

It's fine when you're resting at night, if you do this at a critical moment in the battle... Xurao said gloomily, staring at Ai Ji, who was lying on the ground like a salted fish.

The others were also silent.

In the short term, it shouldn't be a problem. Lu Ku said.

He sat quietly beside him, the flames flickering, the light shining on his face, on and off.

The current situation has exceeded the records of Qianshan Jing.

Gongsun Sheng's control of the Seven Sons of Concentric Gu has reached a level that we, or most people, cannot understand.

There may be some secrets here, the founder of Tongxin Gu, or the secrets that only certain secret people know about.

But it's none of our business.

We just need to pay attention to Gongsun Sheng himself.

Several others looked at Lu Ku.

According to Ai Ji's performance. The other party seems to be able to absorb some of our power through the Concentric Gu.

The loss of this power will make Ai Ji feel exhausted.

Based on this inference, Gongsun Sheng needs this strength to strengthen his mind.

He's doing a very exhausting thing.

Practice secret methods, alchemy and refining tools, nothing more than that. And there are rules to follow.

According to the statistics of the past few days, the other party should also be reclaiming wasteland during the day. Only in the dead of night at night will there be time for this unknown activity.

So our future actions should be in the early morning and during the day. We must gather together at night to rest. Lu Ku narrowed his eyes.

But being controlled by others is ultimately risky.

Several others nodded immediately.

Ai Ji also sat up. He was just tired, but not really weak.

Two directions. Lu Ku stretched out two fingers.

First, leave Pengyue Mountain and stay away from Tongxinsuo.

Second... Lu Ku glanced at everyone.

Find Gongsun Sheng, and at the risk of being discovered by his synaesthesia, try to kill someone with a knife and get the Tongxin Cable back!

A few people around the bonfire suddenly stopped talking.

All that was left was the crackling of wet branches as they burned.