My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 731 Deployment
Twin Flower Valley, inside the Temple of the Gods.

Chen Mu sat cross-legged on a futon in front of the altar, closing his eyes to meditate.

Inside the jade, a small gourd, about the size of a thumb, made of gold and black, floated in a sea of ​​magical mist.

a moment.

Swish!
The entire gourd instantly disintegrated into specks of fluorescent light and disappeared, leaving only the River Chariot Divine Aperture rotating at the center of the jade seed.

Chen Mu opened his eyes and slowly moved his stiff shoulders and neck.

Since he began internally practicing the Yellow Spring Gourd, he has experienced countless times similar scenes of spiritual treasures and talismans completely collapsing.

"This brand-new Yuan Rune should be successful next time." Sensing the feedback from the gray stone gate, he felt increasingly relieved.

"Soak up the sun, have a good meal, sleep in late, and continue your spiritual practice the day after tomorrow."

The talisman is complex and quite laborious to construct. After each cultivation session, he would set aside a day to recuperate and restore his mental energy.

"This is a good opportunity to take advantage of my break to work on the ghost patterns within the Soul-Stabilizing Stake."

The Soul-Stabilizing Stake can transform celestial energy into jade dew, thus nurturing a large number of yin spirits.

Ever since discovering that its core was the Yin-Yang Ghost Pattern, Chen Mu had been extremely envious of it.

……

The next morning.

The sun rose slowly.

A gentle breeze was blowing on a hillside somewhere in Shuanghua Valley.

Under the shade of a tree, Chen Mu lay in a rocking chair, squinting his eyes.

Deep underground beneath the hillside, a colossal spirit clad in armor stood before the dark, soul-stabilizing pillar. Its hands gripped the pillar tightly, and the Spirit Treasure Technique intervened, quickly detecting a trace of ghostly energy.

On the hillside, Chen Mu was surrounded by wisps of Yin spiritual power, and he activated a long-unused incantation to communicate with the underworld.

His consciousness instantly plunged into a pitch-black, boundless space.

Countless dark and ghostly patterns began to emerge around him.

They were mostly composed of silk threads and star-like dots, some resembling tree roots, others jellyfish, and still others eagles spreading their wings. They emitted a shimmering white light and swam incessantly around Chen Mu.

"We can't let you guys run into us."

Chen Mu carefully observed the countless ghostly patterns in the sky. The power of the Perfect Netherworld Connection Mantra gently spread outwards, pushing away a ghostly pattern that was trying to pry its way out and touch it.

These ghostly markings appear slow and harmless, but if one of them touches it, all the surrounding ghostly markings will immediately turn into ferocious piranhas, instantly devouring the divine power of the person.

This would not only yield no results, but would also damage his consciousness.

Many Dragon Lockers died because they couldn't withstand the impact of the demonic runes and went insane.

Using existing ghostly patterns as a catalyst to selectively draw out specific ghostly patterns is the correct way to learn Yin-Yang ghostly patterns.

Once he regained his composure and focused his mind, Chen Mu began patiently working on the Ghost Pattern.

A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, an hour...

Time passed slowly, but the target ghost mark never appeared.

"It was somewhat expected."

Chen Mu remained calm, maintaining the incantation to communicate with the spirits, patiently waiting for his target to take the bait.

The Nine Netherworlds are vast and boundless, filled with countless ghostly patterns. Even with the pull of an aura, finding a specific ghostly pattern is still not easy.

At noon, as the sun climbed overhead, a strange yet familiar cloud-shaped ghost pattern finally came into view.

"You are the one!"

Chen Mu was overjoyed. He reached out and grabbed, connecting with the divine power of the Netherworld. The complex ghost patterns immediately rushed into his consciousness.

The surrounding Yin-Yang Ghost Patterns seemed to be activated, suddenly accelerating from their leisurely state and rushing towards Chen Mu like bullets.

Before the ghost patterns could attack, Chen Mu had already disappeared.

On the hillside, Chen Mu opened his eyes.

A chilling, strange power appeared in his palm, the effect of capturing the ghost mark earlier.

Chen Mu brought up the gray stone door and indeed found a brand new entry.

Fortified Demon Pattern: 7/10000;

"Turning rotten wood into refined steel, and transforming decaying soil into a solid wall..."

"Could this thing be the core ghost pattern of the Yin-taming Strategy?"

It cannot be said that it has absolutely no connection with the transformation of jade dew; rather, it has no connection whatsoever.

After pondering the feedback from the stone gate for a moment, Chen Mu figured it out. The Soul-Stabilizing Stake was made of ordinary wood, but its texture was unusually tough, and the reason for this was the Ghostly Pattern on the Solid Wall.

Yes.

The Soul-Stabilizing Stake is made from ordinary wooden stakes, yet it can nurture yin spirits. There are many mysteries involved, and it is impossible for it to have only one type of yin and yang ghost pattern.

"It's not entirely useless." Chen Mu chuckled and pressed the cold, strange power into the creaking rocking chair beneath him.

The effect was immediate; the chair that was creaking just a moment ago suddenly... made an even more piercing noise!

Before, it was the sound of wood rubbing against each other, but now it's the sound of steel scraping against each other, which makes your teeth ache.

"This seventh-generation rocking chair is now useless."

Chen Mu shook his head, took out the brand-new eighth-generation rocking chair to replace it, and then continued to ponder the ghost patterns inside the Soul-Fixing Stake.

……

More than twenty days later.

Taking advantage of the lull in the construction of the Yellow Springs Gourd, Chen Mu began to ponder the Soul-Stabilizing Stake once again.

First, use the Lingbao Pivot Technique to explore and capture the aura of the ghost patterns within the Soul-Fixing Stake.

Then I began to use the method of entering the Netherworld to fish.

Just a quarter of an hour later, a cold, dark power emerged in Chen Mu's palm.

"The core ghost pattern inside the second Soul-Stabilizing Stake was successfully captured on the first try."

"Is my luck really that good?" Chen Mu was overjoyed.

He had tried dozens of times and spent five or six days to complete the core ghost pattern of the first soul-stabilizing stake.

He immediately looked at the gray stone door, but found no new entries.

"really……"

"The twelve soul-fixing stakes are a whole; I'm afraid you have to master and collect them all to be on the list," Chen Mu thought to himself.

"I originally planned to use a ghost pattern as a starting point and rely on the feedback from the stone gate to comprehend all the ghost patterns of the Soul-Fixing Stakes."

"Now we can only explore one by one."

Tsk!
This gray stone gate is nothing special.

If I want to improve, I really have to rely on my own hard work.

Shimen: "..."

That's incredibly shameless!

……

"Transfer me away?"

That day, Chen Mu looked at San Zhangli, who had suddenly appeared, with a puzzled expression.

I was living a comfortable life in Shuanghua Valley with plenty of food and drink, and my cultivation progress was steadily improving. Why did they suddenly want to transfer me away?

"I didn't neglect my duties, did I?" Chen Mu asked, frowning.

I do hope you can be a little less diligent in your duties.

San Zhangli remained expressionless and said nothing, but inwardly he harbored resentment.

This guy was too dedicated, which caused our plans to fail several times.

Letting this guy stay in Twinflower Valley will only cause more trouble.

He has to be transferred!
"Do we have to leave?" Chen Mu sighed, making a final, resigned attempt.

San Zhangli remained expressionless and said nothing.

"Fine," Chen Mu said helplessly, shrugging.

He was merely a Dao soldier who had signed a contract, and since the Sacred Heart Academy had issued an order, he had no choice but to obey.

"I'll leave as soon as I've packed my bags." He nodded solemnly.

The camphor tree loosened its grip on the centrifugal force.

This guy has managed to humiliate the Great Zhou Dragon Locking Academy multiple times, so he must have some skills.

I don't want to have a conflict with the other party.

Now that the other party has agreed to leave without hesitation, I can finally relax a lot.

(End of this chapter)