My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Nanyang Mansion, Shanglinfang.

There is an octagonal pavilion on the west side of the spacious 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 and crystal clear, and you can occasionally see swimming fish swimming on the bottom.

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

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

Then he held his right foot and gestured.

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

Since he has developed his courage, he has been consuming a balanced food mix every day, constantly 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 after a month, the size and vigor of soybeans have 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 it?!"

Chen Mu was startled, 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.

"A hundred years can really raise the soul?" Chen Mu was deeply skeptical: "It's almost dead after training."

"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 accumulation of Soul Soul that is so slow? Do you want to accumulate a lot?"

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

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

You 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 have to practice armored soul before you are a hundred years old. It does not mean that you can practice armored 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 must 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 did not make any progress at all, Chen Mu's face was absurd, it was 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 practiced and mastered is two hundred and forty-six."

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

"The shortest five years, direct descendants of aristocratic families."

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

"Unless you have Taoism."

Chen Mu froze in place.

Twenty-six years? so long? !

It's still just the perfect form. 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 rubbed the silver beads with his hand for a while, his bright yellow eyes rolled, and he glanced at Chen Mu.

"Have."

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

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

Chen Mu: "..."

Fuck!

With 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 snarky 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?"

Jiejia looked at Chen Mu's hand and didn't take it.

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

Jiejia 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 know how to take medicines that I don't understand.

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 vase suspiciously: "Is there a problem?"

"It's called Dragon Transformation. It strengthens the essence and accelerates the accumulation of blood energy. It can shorten the training time and increase the chance of the birth of the soul." Jie Jia said lightly.

Good stuff, why...

"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 on the rivers and lakes, such as Susui 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, to open the gate of heaven? What is Open Heaven?

"When you are 100 years old, it will not be 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 that can speed up the recovery of the soul?" Chen Mu was unwilling.

"Do you know who radiates out such as the Dragon Transformation Pill, Extraction Pill, etc.?" 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.

With this kind of pill that is quick for quick success but has endless troubles, it not only drives the martial artists of the arena 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 ascent path of the Jianghu Loose People has been gradually cut off.

Chen Mu sighed, "How cruel."

Fortunately, I asked Jie Jia.

Otherwise, if you buy medicine pills 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 another 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..."

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

Regardless of 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 the crater."

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

"Do you believe it?" Chen Mu squinted.

Jiejia 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 his ebony and said.

"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. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

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." Jie Jia pointed at Ebony.

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

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

Still don't admit it?

Jiejia pouted and shook his head: "The Jinghong Gang has offered a reward, who can provide clues about Lin Que's death, 10,000 taels; find the murderer, 20,000; heads, 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 that unbearable in your eyes?" Chen Mu said with disappointment in his eyes, and then 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.

Jie Jia started to practice his skin, and this shameless appearance is really the same as before.