My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

In the south of Ji Ancient City, there is Yupinxuan.

"Tianhe Water Mansion leaked and everything was flooded, and then I came here." Le Yangan spread his hands.

Chen Mu suddenly remembered that when he temporarily lived in the Tianhe Water Mansion, he encountered a leak in the water mansion's door and collapsed.

That was the Water Mansion that had existed since ancient times. It was said that a real dragon once lived there, but it was unexpected that it would disappear immediately.

Is it because of the changes in the earth spirit’s vitality?

He thought of Chongshan Road and Jilong Mountain. Both are turbulent due to changes in the earth's spiritual springs. One family disappears, while another has constant twists and turns.

Before he came to Yinming, Jilongdao had even begun to prepare a ferry to move the sect to Haizhou next door.

"Brother Chen, how did you get here?" Le Yangan asked.

"Hey! I met a group of lunatics and got dragged into the water." Chen Mu waved his hand and shook his head with a look of dismay.

He still doesn't understand what those people saw in him and wanted to capture him as a sacrifice.

"I wonder how you recognized me?" Chen Mu was quite concerned about this.

"According to the locals, anyone who can come here must be somewhat capable, so..." Le Yangan shrugged.

"But after all these years, how can you still remember me?" He has practiced drawing for many years. At first, he made a living by drawing portraits and was good at remembering faces. Even so, he still took a moment to think of Le Yangan.

"For high-quality customers, of course we must remember to be firm."

"Otherwise, how could I, Yupinxuan, drive from the Yang world to the underworld?" Leyang Anle laughed.

"Hey! It's really..." Chen Mu laughed, but he also believed it.

Immediately, Chen Mu asked this acquaintance about Yin Ming's information.

After chatting for a long time, Chen Mu really gained a lot of knowledge and questions.

As we talked, we talked about ghost pattern cultivation.

"The Flying Flame Sutra, that is indeed a bit difficult." Le Yangan shook his head and smiled: "The main reason is that it is difficult to control the flame and it is easy to damage the source."

"It's so difficult to practice. Could it be that there are other mysteries in the secret method?" Chen Mu refused to give up: "For example, the Flying Flame Sutra is some kind of high-end magical branch? Or can it reveal some mysteries only when you practice it to a high level?"

"I can only say...Brother Chen is very imaginative."

Chen Mu's face fell.

Sure enough, I stepped into a big pit. This is a secret book that has been eliminated.

"Brother Chen is extremely talented. Maybe he can actually develop great supernatural powers." Le Yangan joked with a smile: "Of course, it will be better to eat more jade dew beads before practicing."

"Can jade dew beads reduce the difficulty of cultivation?" Chen Mu's eyes lit up.

"Well, it will keep you burning longer and buy you time to use the water from the Lethe River."

Chen Mu: "..."

Tsk!

The more I listen to it, the more I feel that this secret method is dangerous.

"What the hell is the supernatural ghost pattern? Why is it so troublesome?" Chen Mu was a little annoyed.

"Brother Chen is a Qi practitioner, so he must know what Daoji is." Le Yangan said with a smile.

"I don't know." Chen Mu shook his head honestly.

He only knew that after condensing the orifice, he would use Hunyuan Qi to refine the yin and yang. He said that he was going to train the divine orifice into a river chariot, and then it would become a Taoist foundation.

But he really didn't know what Daoji was.

Le Yangan was stunned for a moment, his eyes strange. As a Qi practitioner, why are you so careless about your own cultivation path?

"Well, it seems that Brother Chen is more pragmatic and only focuses on the current practice. It's good to be down-to-earth, so that you can go further."

Down to earth and pragmatic?

Isn't it because I have no knowledge?

"Yes, that's what I thought!" Chen Mu admitted shamelessly.

Le Yang'an smiled and patiently explained: "The foundation of Dao is the foundation of enlightenment and the seed of the soul."

"Only by condensing the Tao Foundation can we cultivate the soul."

"The supernatural ghost pattern is also called the ghost pattern talisman seed. It is the foundation of the Yin spirit, both the seed and the root."

“Only with this foundation can we blossom and bear fruit.”

Chen Mu understood, but was helpless. If you want to develop Yin spirit power, you can't escape this level. Even if this "Flying Flame Sutra" doesn't work, you still have to practice it.

"Boss Le, does he know how to repay Yang?"

"Easy, go to Naihe Bridge." Leyang Anle said cheerfully.

Chen Mu immediately rolled his eyes.

I'm not dead, I don't need to be reincarnated, go to the damn Naihe Bridge.

…

On the second floor of Baihe Teahouse, in a small cubicle facing the street.

Zhang Wuqing looked at the people on the street, but his eyes were unfocused. He was still thinking about the scene where the person disappeared yesterday.

"Supernatural power! It must be magical power!"

"I have already awakened my magical power without any special practice. I am so gifted..." He shook his head: "I can't continue thinking about it."

If this kind of person enters the camp in the north of the city, he may become a big shot in the Yin soldiers in the future. He will be entangled endlessly and may cause big trouble.

He threw a fried radish bead into his mouth and watched the people on the street waiting silently.

Not long after, Niu Sanmiao walked into the cubicle with a stinking face.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Wuqing was surprised.

"Only three people were picked up this time." Niu Sanmiao said with a gloomy face.

"Are you paying again?" Zhang Wuqing's face was full of sympathy.

Thinking of the last loss, Niu Sanmiao felt even more heartbroken: "Did those people do anything strange?"

"Everything is as usual." Zhang Wuqing shook his head.

The charming figure with red flowers on her head flashed in her mind, but she didn't say anything.

"I think you may have encountered some weird monster."

impossible!

Niu Sanmiao spent the past two months thinking about what happened that day, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Then what do you want to do? Anyway, all of those people are very honest." Zhang Wuqing spread his hands.

When Niu Sanmiao heard this, his face turned gloomy: "Then I won't stare."

"Okay." Zhang Wuqing was a little regretful. He also wanted to make more money.

Then he saw the other person reaching out and handing him a gray cloth bag.

"I would like to ask Fifth Brother to change the registration information of those people."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Wuqing frowned slightly.

"Just change the time they came to Ji Ancient City to ten years ago." Niu Sanmiao chuckled.

Zhang Wuqing raised his eyebrows: "Is the City Lord's Mansion going to send troops soon?"

"Change the length of residence? Are you going to use the Beida Camp's compulsory recruitment order to send them all to the auxiliary barracks?"

"Going out with the army, life or death is unpredictable..." Zhang Wuqing shook his head, but he also skillfully touched the gray cloth bag and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"If I don't do something, there will always be a thorn in my heart." Niu Sanmiao looked calm. "It's okay to lose some money, but if it becomes a knot in my heart, I'm afraid it will delay my ability to concentrate."

"I went to the auxiliary barracks and went out with the army. Whether I live or die depends on God's will. I can also feel relaxed."

Zhang Wuqing relaxed his shoulders: "It's up to you, you paid for it."

…

Two days later.

In the moonlit barley forest in the south of the city, in Chen Mu's courtyard.

He sat in front of the stone table and whispered the "Flying Flame Sutra" to the scriptures.

The content of the scriptures is empty and of no use. He only needs to recite the entire scriptures. Similar to the Dew Mantra, after being recited proficiently, through changes in rhythm and tone, it can be turned into a mantra with an unclear meaning.

Accompanied by the cadence of the syllables, Chen Mu suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart.

He stared at his right index finger.

puff!

A flame the size of a melon seed suddenly appeared from the fingertips.

The flame was black with traces of scarlet, burning silently without shaking.

Chen Mu held the white jade gourd filled with Wangchuan River water in his left hand, staring at the flames and controlling it carefully. But after a while, he didn't notice any movement.

"It seems...not that difficult."

Could it be that this secret method is particularly suitable for me? "Chen Mu felt happy.

But it was this momentary mood swing that caused the black flames to suddenly riot. It spread rapidly along the fingers, and wherever it passed, the skin, flesh, muscles and bones of the fingers turned into black smoke without any warning.

By the time Chen Mu reacted, the flames had already burned to the base of his fingers and were about to spread to the entire palm.

He immediately poured the water from the Wangchuan River into his hands.

Bah!

It's like putting raw meat on a red-hot iron plate, and a burst of smoke rises. Severe pain hit him, and all the muscles in his body couldn't help but twitch.

Chen Mu gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and kept pouring water from the Wangchuan River into his palms.

It took a while before the black flames were extinguished and dissipated.

At this time, the index finger of the right hand and half of the palm had disappeared, and the entire palm was corroded by the river water and the skin was torn apart.

Chen Mu looked ugly. He didn't expect that just one attempt would lead to such a tragic situation!

Even though he had been practicing for more than ten years, he was used to seeing life and death, but looking at the missing right hand, his heart was still complicated and unspeakable.

At this moment, most of the Yin spirit power in his body suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, the bones and muscles of his right hand began to grow and build rapidly, and they quickly recovered completely under his nose.

Chen Mu's heart suddenly jumped. Immediately raised his right hand and looked up and down.

But after observing for a long time, I found that the palm of my hand was exactly the same as before, even the slight barb on the index finger had been perfectly reproduced!

"This can be called the rebirth of flesh and blood like turning back time..."

"Are all Yin spirits like this, or is this the unique ability of my Heavenly Demon true form?" Chen Mu was filled with surprise.

"The sudden disappearance of half of the Yin Spirit's power is the cost of repair?"

"But if there are too many limbs damaged this time, or if the Yin spirit in my body is not powerful enough..."

Chen Mu felt a chill in his heart. He guessed that the ending might be a bit tragic.

"No wonder everyone is optimistic about "Flying Flame Sutra"."

Chen Mu looked at the gray wall in front of him again.

Flying Flame Sutra: 14/10000;

"Sure enough, you shouldn't have too many expectations."

The Flying Flame Sutra only has one stage, which shows that it is just a simple secret method, and it is indeed unlikely that there are any unknown secrets.

"Forget it, let's scroll to the top first and then look at it."