My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Nanyang House, Shanglinfang.

There is an octagonal pavilion on the west side of the wide house, surrounded by artificially excavated ponds.

The pool is connected to the Luo River not far away through an underground passage, flowing slowly.

The water quality is excellent, crystal clear, and occasionally swimming fish can be seen swimming on the bottom.

Chen Mu was wearing a gray long gown, and his hair was tied with gray cloth.

With his back to the post, he sat on a bench at the edge of the gazebo. The right leg rests on the left knee.

Then hold the right foot and make a gesture.

After digging his right foot and his left foot, Chen Mu sighed: "It's hard to cultivate courage."

Since I have become courageous, I have been taking in a balanced food mix every day, nourishing medicated meals, and drinking specially prepared dairy products from time to time on weekdays. And God's intention to cooperate with the breathing method has never been interrupted.

But a month has passed, and the size of soybean has not changed at all.

Jie Jia, who was beside the stone table under the pavilion, looked disgusted: "Courage can swim all over the body, why do you have to pull your feet to see?!"

Chen Mu was stunned, with a look of embarrassment: "I forgot!"

Jie A: "..."

Chen Mu put on his shoes and socks as if nothing had happened, moved his courage to the palm of his hand, and continued to observe.

"Can you really cultivate your soul in a hundred years?" Chen Mu was deeply suspicious: "It's almost dead after practice."

"Yes." Jie Jia lowered his head and said lightly, "If you die, you will know if you practice."

"Can the armored soul prolong life?" Chen Mu became interested.

Jie Jia remained silent.

Chen Mu shrugged and didn't care, it's too far to think about it now. Now he is more concerned about how to raise his soul.

"Is it only the initial stage of Soul Soul Accumulation that is so slow? Do you need to accumulate a lot?"

"It's always been so slow." Jie Jia rubbed the silver beads unhurriedly: "You are slowing down."

"Kestrel shape training is not ordinary." Chen Mu sighed in disappointment.

Travelling Soul is the source of Jia Soul. If you have poor shape training, your soul will be poor. Low effect and slow accumulation. There is no secret medicine to shorten the accumulation time, and it is impossible to develop armor within a hundred years.

"There is one more point." Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu: "Cultivation of soul for a hundred years means that you must cultivate a soul before the age of 100. It does not mean that you can cultivate a soul as long as you practice for a hundred years."

"It's not a description, it's a requirement, it's a condition."

Chen Mu was startled for a while.

He always thought that this sentence was a generalization of cultivation.

It takes ten years to practice the shape, and one hundred years to practice the soul.

But according to Jiejia's statement, that is, the martial artist should complete the training before the age of 100, and cultivate into a armored soul!

Even looking at Jiejia's attitude, this is only a passing line!

Looking at the courage that has not made any progress, Chen Mu's face is absurd, it's too outrageous!

"Do you know how long it takes for an ordinary martial artist to become a master?" Jie Jia asked calmly.

"In the past 30 years, the people who have died in my hands, the total number of people who have mastered the shape, is 246."

"Twenty-six years, this is the average of the training and formation."

"The shortest five years, the direct descendants of the family."

"The longest one is forty-seven years, the Jianghu loose people."

"Unless you have a bone."

Chen Mu froze in place.

Twenty-six years? so long? !

It's just training. There is a hundred years of soul cultivation in the back!

No, it should be called 100-year-old soul raising. The actual time to raise the soul is only seventy or eighty years at the longest!

"According to what you said, it's as hard as skyrocketing to become an armored soul!" Chen Mu looked like you were fooling me: "Is there really someone who can practice it?!"

Jie Jia's hand rubbing silver beads paused, his bright yellow eyes rolled, and he glanced at Chen Mu.

"Have."

"Have you seen it?" Chen Mu couldn't believe it.

"Me." Jie Jia's face was calm.

Chen Mu: "..."

fuck!

So much foreshadowing, just show me this!

This one from Versailles... was caught off guard.

...

Chen Mu didn't want to pay attention to this naughty old man.

He took out a fist-sized white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Jie Jia: "Do you know this medicine?"

Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu's hand and didn't pick it up.

Chen Mu rolled his eyes and put the porcelain bottle on the stone table.

Jie Jia took out a white handkerchief and took a look at the cork.

"You didn't eat, did you?" Jie Jia squinted at Chen Mu.

I'm not stupid! I don't understand the medicine, how dare I take it randomly.

Although the ingredients have not been fully analyzed, it can indeed replenish qi and blood. You can see the attitude of Jiejia...

Chen Mu stared at the white porcelain bottle suspiciously: "Is there a problem?"

"It is called Dragon Pill. It strengthens the essence and accelerates the accumulation of blood energy. It can shorten the training time. It increases the chance of the birth of the soul." Jie Jia said lightly.

good stuff, how...

"There is a hint of Zhaodian red in the medicine. It contains vitality and is the main ingredient for accelerating shape training."

"Eating Zhaodianhong will pollute the spirit and spirit, and the armor will be mixed and impure."

"If the armor is not pure, there is no way to open the gate of heaven."

"There are similar medicinal pills in the rivers and lakes, such as Pusui pills, Huang Ya Dan, etc. Zhuyi Pavilion sells them, or?"

Chen Mu immediately shook his head.

Knowing that there are hidden dangers, he will not eat indiscriminately.

However, open the door to heaven? What is Open Heaven?

"When you are 100 years old, it's not too late to know." Jie Jia said lightly.

Is it the cultivation realm after Armored Soul? Chen Mu was thoughtful.

"Is there any non-polluting medicine in Jianghu folks that can speed up the recovery of the soul?" Chen Mu was unwilling.

"Do you know who radiated it, such as the Dragon Transformation Pill and the Extracting Marrow Pill?" Jie Jia asked without answering.

"Family?" Chen Mu frowned and tried to guess.

Jie Jia nodded calmly.

"Isn't this poisoning the rivers and lakes?!" Chen Mu was shocked.

Using this kind of pill that is quick for quick success but has endless troubles, not only drives the martial artists of the rivers and lakes to work hard, but also locks the upper limit of the martial artists of the rivers and lakes!

"It's just a small means to ensure one's own status." Jie Jia said lightly.

Chen Mu once again felt the cruelty of this world.

It is time-consuming and labor-intensive to develop a secret medicine for nourishing the soul.

But as long as you are willing to spend money and sacrifice your life, you can get extract pills and Huang Ya Dan from the family.

Under the premise of not knowing the hidden dangers, who would ponder the prescription for nourishing the soul?

Even if you know the hidden dangers, who can resist the temptation to raise your soul?

Over time, bad money eliminates good money. All harmless secret medicines are concentrated in the hands of the family. The ascending path of the scattered people in the rivers and lakes has been gradually cut off.

Chen Mu sighed: "It's really cruel."

Fortunately, I asked Jiejia.

Otherwise, if you buy medicine pills in a confused way to speed up your cultivation, wouldn't you step into the big hole of the aristocratic family!

But there is no secret medicine to speed up, how long will this armor be raised? Chen Mu was in a bad mood.

...

After a long while, Chen Mu adjusted his mentality. Looking at Jie Jia, who was still rubbing silver beads, he couldn't help but sigh.

Thinking of an unknown stone, he immediately got up and went back to his room to hold it out: "Do you know this stone?"

"Ebony?" Jie Jia's eyelids didn't lift two points. He picked it up and observed it carefully: "Unfortunately it's not the core of the tree, no wonder..."

"Good thing?" Chen Mu was overjoyed, and immediately reacted, full of surprise: "This thing is wood?"

No matter the rough shape or the weight and texture, it looks like a gray stone. I didn't expect it to be wood. magic!

"A tree that only sprouts and grows in craters."

"It is said that an adult ebony tree penetrates the sky and the ground, drinking magma under it, and bathing in thunderbolts. Hundreds of ethnic groups live on a single tree."

"Do you believe it?" Chen Mu squinted.

Jie Jia stared at Ebony and shrugged: "Is it a legend..."

Chen Mu pouted, saying that there is no exaggeration in the legend: "What can it be used for?"

"Forging weapons." Jie Jia put down the ebony road.

"Aren't you afraid of fire?" Chen Mu was puzzled.

"It grew up eating magma." Jie Jia said lightly.

"Isn't it a legend?" Chen Mu was surprised.

Jie Jia didn't open his mouth to explain.

Chen Mu looked suspicious, and the old man couldn't speak clearly. Drink lava, Mu Lei Ting. Is there such a tree in the world?

"Do you want to build weapons?"

Chen Mu came back to his senses: "Of course!"

He had long wanted to build two new short swords.

The power of the sleeve sword is getting stronger and stronger, and the two short swords before can no longer withstand the full explosion.

The last time I forcibly interrupted Lin Que's short sword, the sleeve sword was damaged.

Now that there is ebony, a sword-casting material that can make Jiejia move, of course, two new swords must be rebuilt.

"I still have a few good-looking swords in my hand, which can be melted and used as materials."

He brought everything from the warehouse of Baihutang and planned to sell it for money.

"It's enough to have it." Jiejia pointed to Ebony.

Immediately, he glanced at Chen Mu: "Things marked by the White Tiger Hall, it is best not to take them out."

"What White Tiger Hall?" Chen Mu looked blank.

Still don't admit it?

Jiejia pouted and shook his head: "Jinghong Gang has offered a reward, who can provide clues to Lin Que's death, 10,000 taels; find the murderer, 20,000; head, 50,000."

"I'm not a bounty hunter, why are you telling me this?" Chen Mu frowned and looked puzzled.

"Isn't that what you did?" Jie Jia rolled his eyes and glanced at Chen Mu.

"Old Jie, we've known each other for so long, am I so unbearable in your eyes?" Chen Mu said with disappointment in his eyes, and then he emphasized sincerely: "I'm just a little scholar who keeps his own feet, how can he be with me? This kind of murder has something to do with it?!"

"You misunderstood me too deeply." Chen Mu was full of loneliness.

Jiejia's skin practice is drawn, and this shameless appearance is really the same as before.