My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

January flies by.

There is no sun or moon in the City of Thousand Lanterns, so Chen Mu can adjust the brightness of the soul-inducing lamp by himself, which can simulate the circadian rhythm.

It's just that the soul-inducing light is not the sun after all. I haven't seen it for a long time, and I always feel that something is wrong.

"Forget it, under the current conditions, safety comes first, and sunbathing is not so important." Chen Mu sat in front of the round stone table and sighed.

He immediately picked up a piece of grilled meat dipped in spicy seasoning and stuffed it into his mouth with a satisfied smile.

"tasty!"

Across the round table, Shen Yan looked at the black flames in the air with a complicated expression. This is the Nine Nether Green Flame that comes from the Nine Netherworld and is incombustible in everything! It is one of the original forces of Yin and Ming! But this guy in front of me actually uses it to barbecue?

"Is there a problem?" Chen Mu glanced at Shen Yan.

Shen Yan held it in for a long time and finally shook his head: "No problem!"

I am a fisherman and a fisherman...

"Come, try these vegetables. You grew them. They taste good." Chen Mu smiled and pushed over a plate of green leafy vegetables.

Shen Yan looked helpless.

He is a majestic supervisor of a battalion, a Yin spirit in the realm of divine fetus, and he is actually reduced to growing vegetables for others?

Sigh...it tastes really good.

Shen Yan began to feast.

Chen Mu was amazed when he saw it.

All the meat and vegetables on his table came from the underworld, but the three-hundred-year-old ghost in front of him could still eat them with gusto. Yin spirits are not ghosts in folklore after all.

Chen Mu shook his head and stopped thinking about it, and started to eat.

…

After meal.

The five ghost paper figures clumsily used the black smoke to wash the dishes. Chen Mu lay in the rocking chair, holding a cup of Huiyuan soup, watching with interest.

As time goes by, the five ghosts and paper figures become more and more spiritual. In the past, the Five Ghosts were used to move mountains to pick up the leftovers, and he had to take the initiative to participate in the control. Now, the Five Ghosts and the paper man have learned to act on their own.

There were five more diligent little followers for nothing.

proud!

Chen Mu squinted and brought up the gray wall.

Pingxin Sutra: 4977/10000;

He recited it twice this month whenever he had nothing to do. His experience of the "Peace Heart Sutra" has increased rapidly, and he has reached nearly half of the progress.

Now that it is activated again, there is no need to recite the entire chapter, just a string of short syllables is spit out, and an invisible force penetrates into the secret hole between the eyebrows and disappears. His whole body suddenly trembled, as if he had taken a gulp of ice water on a hot day.

And then...and then nothing more.

After practicing for such a long time, except for the feeling of vitality in the magical ghost pattern, nothing else has changed.

"How long does it take for an ordinary person's ghost-marked talisman to return to its origins and become a divine fetus?" Chen Mu looked at Shen Yan with suspicion.

This guy won't bury a trap for me in the Pingxin Sutra, right? After practicing for more than a month, the magical ghost patterns have not changed. Why is it that cultivating the divine fetus is slower than condensing the divine aperture?

"It's not that long." Shen Yan adjusted his sleeves and said calmly, "It's only about a hundred years."

Chen Mu: "..."

Isn’t this too long?

"Cultivating a ghost pattern into a divine fetus is a hard work."

"The weak water extracted from the "Pingxin Sutra" is more pure, the divine fetus cultivated and cultivated is more perfect, and the corresponding time spent is longer."

"To put it all together, a hundred years is already a long time." Shen Yan looked unsurprised.

Chen Mu nodded doubtfully.

"If I could practice the Peaceful Heart Sutra to a proficient level, would it be faster?"

Shen Yan glanced at Chen Mu: "It will definitely be faster."

The premise is that you must be able to practice to perfection.

He curled his lips inwardly.

Is the Pingxin Sutra like Chinese cabbage?

The words "easy to learn but difficult to master" are not what I said. They are summed up after thousands of years of cultivation by countless Yin spirits.

Still want to practice proficiently?

Ah!

…

Chen Mu could see Shen Yan's perfunctory behavior, but he didn't explain it.

The prejudice in people's hearts is like a big mountain, no matter how hard you try, you can't move it away.

Gray wall, show your experience bar! Let these local natives see how capable I am!

Day by day, as the experience continued to increase, the curses in Chen Mu's mouth became shorter and shorter.

Shen Yan watched Chen Mu's rapid progress, and he gradually began to doubt life.

Could it be that what I was practicing at the beginning was a fake "Pingxin Sutra"? It has only been more than a month, and the cultivation progress of the guy in front of me has almost caught up with the three years of cultivation!

Can you do whatever you want if you are talented?

There is nothing sinister about this!

He wanted to ask Chen Mu the reason, but he was too embarrassed to ask. He could only watch Chen Mu's cultivation progress soar.

Chen Mu didn't even explain, and practiced in front of Supervisor Shen every day.

Just one look at the other person's suspicious face will make him happy all day long!

Ha ha!

…

On this day, while he was enjoying Shen Yan's incredibly shocked expression, a sudden touch came to his heart.

Chen Mu suddenly came back to his senses and was shocked.

Shi Dechun triggered the soul-inducing lamp? !

He didn't have time to think about it, and immediately activated the magical power of Qiandeng City.

Uh-huh!

A black light flashed and expanded in front of his eyes, and Shi Dechun's figure suddenly appeared.

Without waiting for Chen Mu to ask, he immediately spoke: "This morning, when the Yin soldiers were on their way out, the soul-calling flag collapsed and fell. The Yin soldiers were thrown out of the tornado and rolled up black smoke. They fell like dumplings inside and outside the camp. The Yi and San Banner barracks were all empty. A big piece was smashed.”

"The entire camp is under martial law again. Rumor has it that a water ape attacked and snatched the soul-calling flag."

"I think this matter is very important, so..."

"Important! Very important!" Shen Yan, who had always been calm, suddenly became excited.

"You may not know that the Blood Nerve is an extremely famous secret book in the Underworld. It is powerful but extremely dangerous."

"Nine out of ten cultivators will go crazy and die. The remaining one who survives must change his secret method early to survive."

"The loss of control of the Soul-Calling Banner is a sign that Lan Zhang's control over the Soul-Calling Banner has weakened. Even if he is not crazy, there must be a big problem."

"This is our great opportunity to overthrow Lan Zhang!" Shen Yan looked at Chen Mu excitedly, with a look of anticipation on his face.

Chance?

Damn chance!

Lan Zhang just belched his fart, then that was a chance!

Chen Mu curled his lips with disdain.

As expected, this guy has never given up the idea of ​​overthrowing Lan Zhang, and he will do it whenever he gets the chance.

"You'd better shut up!" Chen Mu glanced at Shen Yan.

Coward! Why are you so timid! Don’t you know that wealth can be found in danger? !

Shen Yan's face turned red.

"I think..." Just as he was about to continue persuading, he saw Chen Mu narrowing his eyes and looking at him.

"I think this may be a flaw deliberately exposed by Lan Zhang!" Shen Yan said seriously.

"This is probably a trap, and we must not fall for it!" He said sternly.

Chen Mu looked away with disdain.

Ah! Coward!

He turned to look at Shi Dechun: "I have to trouble you to find out more about what happened, but first, you must ensure your own safety."

Chen Mu glanced at Shen Yan: "Whether Lan Zhang went crazy or the soul-calling flag went out of control, it's the business of those big shots and has nothing to do with us."

"If something goes wrong, trigger the soul lamp, and I will immediately pull you into the City of Thousand Lanterns for refuge, just like today."

Shi Dechun nodded repeatedly after hearing this.