My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

An endless sea of ​​blood, with countless dead strange snakes lying on the rocky beach.

These strange snakes are tens of meters long, with bodies as thick as a person tall, and nine claws on their abdomens. What is even more bizarre is the number of their heads.

One head is rare, but three or five are considered common. Each one is like a hedgehog, covered with barbs and sharp corners, and is as big as a two-meter-large bed.

Hong Xiu stood on the beach, surrounded by a huge flame cloud as big as a basketball court, and on top of it were piles of corpses of multi-headed monster snakes like a hill.

He had long been accustomed to this, and he just stared at the boundless sea of ​​​​blood with a faint fragrance floating in trance, his face full of melancholy.

Half a month ago, the remnants of the Haizi Camp were brought back to the main camp by Hu Cheng. They were quickly dispersed, and he came to this beach battlefield belonging to the Youzi Banner.

I thought that Hong Xiu was conceited and would use all his methods since he came to Nether Demon Heaven. But after a long time of struggling and going round and round, he actually returned to Yan Xingqi's old profession.

Fortune plays tricks on people!

Just as I was feeling sad, a chill suddenly hit my heart, as if I was being targeted by a big monster!

He instinctively looked up and saw the head of a strange snake that had been lying dead on the carriage just now leaping into the air, opening its mouth wide and swallowing it at him.

For a moment, Hong Xiu even saw the bloody sky above him through the opponent's broken throat. But this rather funny scene made him turn pale.

Because in addition to the large mouth that was transparent from front to back, he also saw the cold light flashing on the two rows of fangs that looked like a sword formation. And the ferocious venom that can corrode the auxiliary soldiers into ashes with just one drop is flowing on it.

His whole body was instinctively stiff, and even movement was a luxury.

He was desperately waiting for death when he suddenly discovered that the huge head was suddenly hovering in the air, and even a drop of venom dripping down was motionless above his head.

puff!

A ball of jet-black flames suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes, and the huge head was suddenly enveloped in the jet-black flames. A strong smell of burning smell spread. In just a few breaths, the huge head was burned to ashes and scattered in the wind.

"Old Niu, what are you thinking about again?" Chen Mu's figure suddenly appeared next to Hong Xiu, staring at Hong Xiu with a smile.

Hong Xiu's mouth twitched.

It’s hard to get past the title of Lao Niu, right?

"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief, for saving your life!" Hong Xiu took a deep breath and expressed his thanks with an aggrieved expression.

"No thank you, no thank you." Chen Mule waved his hands cheerfully: "Go and do your business."

Watching Hong Xiu leave, Chen Mu couldn't help but shake his head.

He had been here for half a month, and he was promoted as the new commander-in-chief of the Wusi Banner of the Youziyingyanxingbu Banner. For the first few days, he could stay in the camp to hide and relax. But the beach has become more and more dangerous recently, and casualties can occur if he is not careful, so he can no longer be lazy.

Most of the Yin Lings under his command came from Qiandeng City, and the remaining more than a hundred people were made up when the remnants of Haiziying were disbanded and reorganized. Many of them were familiar faces from the Yisan Banner, and he also saw that organization among them. The skinny old man Jia who plays games.

Whether he was a complete stranger or not, Chen Mu couldn't ignore it, so he could only come here to suppress the battle and ensure the safety of his auxiliary troops.

"Tsk... I don't know why Jigucheng attaches so much importance to these monster corpses and has to waste time and effort to move them to the camp."

…

"Of course it's for the purpose of practicing the Soul-Calling Flag!"

Late at night, in Qiandeng City, Shen Yan revealed the secrets of Ji Ancient City with a calm expression.

The Jade Gate Curse has already been given to Chen Mu, and he is not afraid to say more.

"Elaborate!" Chen Mu suddenly became interested.

"This Jigu City's expedition to the Underworld is to hunt monsters. One is to sacrifice Wangchuan, and the other is to practice the soul-calling flag."

"City Master Jian has been a Yin Shen for many years. If he wants to go further, in addition to enduring the time, he also needs some special means."

"The twelve soul-calling banners are the key to achieving the realm of ghosts."

"Ming Ling? Where have you heard of it?" Chen Mu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"You've heard nothing!" Shen Yan glanced at Chen Mu lightly: "Condensing the divine fetus, shaping the nine orifices, and nourishing the yin god, only then the yin and yang can be mixed to create the underworld spirit."

"In the entire Ji Ancient City, the city owner is the only one in the realm of Yin Shen, and only a few people in the city owner's mansion know about Ming Ling. How could you, a little ghost, know about it?" Shen Yan looked disdainful.

"Or is it that your ancestor, God, has appeared to you again?" He had a mocking smile on his face.

Chen Mu: "..."

This old ghost is getting more and more presumptuous!

Now he also remembered where he heard it.

Before coming to Yin Ming, he was hunted down, and he seemed to vaguely hear that those people were trying to catch him to make a ghost Yuan Fei.

It was not entirely a coincidence that he came to Yinming. The group of mysterious weirdos back then were probably related to the Yinming underworld.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Mu shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He knows too little to figure out the reason, and even if he comes up with something, it won't be of any help to him at the moment. He might as well gain more experience.

As he thought, a gray wall appeared in front of his eyes.

Danshan Sutra: Limit;

Jade Gate Curse: 7663/10000/Level 2;

"What a pity." Chen Mu shook his head.

After practicing the Danshan Sutra to perfection, as long as he can find the resonance point in the nearby Yin spirit, he can forcibly connect the Yin spirit's divine power into one.

Unfortunately, each popular person is very different. Unless they have been together for a long time, this resonance is not so easy to find. It looks awesome, but in reality it's a bit useless.

And even if it could be used, he had no intention of using it. The reason why the remnants of the Haizi camp were dismantled so quickly was because of the mountain scriptures.

This sutra can bypass the city lord's spells, rituals, and soul summoning flags. Although it cannot be completely occupied, it is still a bit troublesome for the city lord Jian. So I returned to the main camp that morning and dispersed all the underworld soldiers led by Hu Cheng in the afternoon.

"The Jade Gate Curse is even more of a pity." Chen Mu felt annoyed.

I had been secretly involved for so long, originally I wanted to give Old Ghost Shen a surprise when he secretly controlled the ghost gate to escape.

But I didn't expect that Hu Cheng would find him directly at the gate of hell, and his plan would be ruined, so that he wouldn't be able to see Old Ghost Shen change his face.

"Are you thinking of something else?" Shen Yan, who was sitting in a brand-new rocking chair, suddenly felt a chill and stared at Chen Mu with a vigilant face.

"That's not possible." Chen Mu looked solemn.

"I'm just thinking about the Heart Sutra."

"Really?" Shen Yan looked suspicious.

"Of course, I'm just wondering if I should steal some Yin Spirits in to make the Pingxin Sutra faster." Chen Musha said in a serious tone.

Shen Yan's attention was immediately diverted.

"With the assistance of three thousand Yin spirits, your Pingxin Sutra hasn't reached its upper limit yet?"

"It shouldn't be."

"Does this mean that my true form of Yin Shen has great potential and a bright future?" Chen Mu couldn't help but smile.

Shen Yan glanced sideways at Chen Mu: "What kind of spiritual seed you have can't even parasitize a new Yin spirit, and your ability to confuse gods is like a joke. With such a crappy performance, what potential can you have!"

"The future is bright? Haha! The future is bright, right?" He said with a joking face.

Chen Mu's face suddenly darkened.

"No light? Do you dislike the dim environment in Qiandeng City?"

"The weather outside is perfect, why don't we go out and show our faces in the sun?"

Shen Yan suddenly stiffened.

Haizi Camp was destroyed, and he was responsible for a heavy crime. Maybe Huiji Ancient City was already casting spells to kill him.

Go outside to bask in the sun? You really want me to die!

Didn't he just tell a few truths?

Why is this bastard so serious?

…

The Youzi Camp was stationed on a towering solitary peak a hundred miles away from the beach.

A platform was cut out of the top of the mountain, and there was a new two-story wooden building on it, which was the barracks of Bai Zhilang, the commander of the camp.

Other Yin soldiers and auxiliary units were stationed in rows on the mountain from top to bottom.

Late at night, in the auxiliary barracks at the foot of the mountain.

In a row of wooden houses with a ceiling two meters above the ground, more than a dozen auxiliary soldiers were sleeping soundly with their eyes closed.

A trace of blood emerged from the eyebrows of three of them, like a small snake, shaking its head and tail, and flew out of the wooden barracks silently.

The camp was quiet, with countless blood-colored thin lines meandering in the shadows, slowly converging on a tall tree on the edge of a small cliff.

Under the cold pale moonlight, the blood and light merged into one, slowly flowing upward and accumulating, forming a human figure in the blink of an eye.

When the faint blood light dissipated, Lan Zhang appeared in a white robe and black hair. He stretched out his hand from the shadow, as if catching a handful of moonlight. He looked towards the top of the mountain with his narrow eyes, and a cheerful smile slowly climbed onto his face.

…

The blood-red sun alternates with the pale moon in the sky.

The Yin soldiers of Youziying went to the bloody seaside every day to lure the multi-headed monster snakes out of the water, and then killed them on the shore.

I just don’t know if they have stabbed the snake nest. The number of strange multi-headed snakes that have appeared recently has not only increased, but they have also become more and more fierce.

Chen Mu has seen the corpses of the Yin soldiers turning into gray smoke more than once. He had to act with the Wusi Banner to ensure their safety as much as possible.

After all, there were so many people and so many eyes that he couldn't even practice the Pingxin Sutra. Apart from staring at the Yin spirits under his banner, he could only pass the time by brushing up the Jade Gate Curse and Huang Quan Yin.

More than twenty days flew by.

Even though he didn't practice hard enough, he still had enough experience for the second-level Jade Gate Curse.

In the evening, the auxiliary troops returned to camp.

Chen Mu stood at the door of his small wooden barracks, seemingly admiring the vast green forest in the distance, but in fact his eyes were dull, but he was silently absorbing the experience of the Jade Gate Curse coming from the gray wall.

Somewhere in the air, he felt a rather close and vague energy, looming on the mountainside.

Is that... the gate of hell with the Youzi flag?

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he activated the Jade Gate Curse out of curiosity, hoping to sense it more clearly.

next moment.

A low hum suddenly came from the mountainside.

Chen Mu's expression changed, and he quickly cut off the Jade Gate Curse, turned around and went into the wooden house, kicked off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, and pretended to practice.

In an instant, the slowly flowing thin veiling mist that filled the entire mountain peak suddenly began to flow faster, as if searching for prey, swirling up and down the mountain several times before slowly returning to calmness after a while.

Chen Mu, who was sitting on the bed and pretending to concentrate on practicing the Huangquan inducing spell, breathed a sigh of relief.

"so close!"

He did not dare to stop immediately, but continued to attract the water of Wangchuan River and Jiuyou Qingyan, pretending that someone was watching beside him, and practiced for more than an hour, until the sky was completely dark, and he stopped practicing.

"I'm so excited." Chen Mu scratched his head and brought up the gray wall.

Jade Gate Curse: 56/10000/Level 3;

"Hey! I didn't expect that just now, I gained more than 20 points of experience. If I were to practice at the gate of hell every day, the experience would not be so high!"

After fantasizing for a while, I used the listening method to make sure that no one was looking around. Then I took a shower and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

Normally, he would have gone into Qiandeng City to practice the Peaceful Heart Sutra, but now that he had caused a little trouble, he could only give up today's experience.

It hurts...