My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

The cloud bat was originally a strange beast in the sea, which could enter the water or fly into the sky. Under a pair of blue-gray fleshy wings, there are countless air holes, which can resist the cloud and ride the haze.

After being captured and killed, they hollow out their abdomens and practice the magic talismans to carry people and objects into the water.

Chen Musuo took the cloud bat flying boat, but the chicken cage road spent a lot of money and bought it from Qianjizong.

The flying boat has three floors.

Load the bottom layer.

The middle floor is separated into small compartments by screens, and there are two or three soft couches in it, which can accommodate seven or eight people.

The top floor is exquisite and luxurious, and only those who have penetrated the illusory and practiced mana are qualified to ride.

woo...

Accompanied by a long cry, a row of black holes below the cloud bat's wings suddenly spewed white smoke clouds.

After a slight vibration, the huge cloud bat flying boat slowly floated in the air.

On the second floor, in a window compartment.

Chen Mu and Lao Hao were leaning against the circular Qiongyu window, looking at the flat bluestone ground farther and farther below.

This was the fourth day they left Tianhefang.

The cloud bat flying boat arrived at the upper courtyard of Jilong Road and is said to be picking up people on board.

After a while, Shang Huan hurried into the compartment.

"I made inquiries clearly, and it was an elder surnamed Sun who was picked up."

"He also brought hundreds of disciples of the upper court aboard."

"Now we can't be a prison in Song Prison." Shang Huan whispered next to the two of them.

"Who is the prisoner has nothing to do with us little people." Hao Lao smoked a cigarette with a leisurely expression: "Whoever farms is not farming."

Chen Mu thought deeply.

"It's a pity that Senior Brother Mo has returned to the upper court." Shang Huan sighed: "My business is over."

"Isn't there still Liang Shaoyuan?" Hao Lao was puzzled.

"People just look at Senior Brother Mo's face and Ningqiao, but they don't care about the white jade money that is 800 yuan a month." Shang Huan shook his head.

"It's hard to find a new backer." Shang Huan sighed.

"Didn't you say that there are hundreds of disciples from the Upper Court? There are always disciples of Induction Destruction. If you look carefully, you can always find new backers." Chen Mu suggested casually.

"I'm afraid that the lion will open its mouth and swallow us with the bones." Shang Huan was worried.

"Why didn't Senior Brother Mo recommend one or two?" Chen Mu asked.

"I asked." Shang Huan looked depressed: "He asked me to find Mr. Gongsun."

"This Mr. Gongsun is like a mouse, hiding his head and showing his tail all day long. Where can I find him?"

Hiding the head and showing the tail?

Rat?

Chen Muxu looked at Shang Huan.

Fatty, I remember you so much!

...

"By the way, Brother Chen, Senior Brother Mo asked me to send you a message before he left." Shang Huan patted his head and said suddenly, "If your matter comes to pass, you can go directly to Liang Shaoyuan."

Immediately, he looked at Chen Mu curiously: "What's the matter, you still have to find Liang Shaoyuan?"

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and said, "It's nothing, I just found a new job."

The old monk Hao couldn't help looking at each other.

What kind of work can involve the Young Prisoner?

They spend a lot of time together on weekdays, but they didn't hear any wind before.

In the eyes of the two, Chen Mu suddenly became mysterious.

Chen Mu smiled and didn't explain, but turned to look at the chicken cage road outside the window.

Although he didn't plan to hide it, he still didn't plan to publicize it when it came to high-profit work like alchemy.

The cloud bat spewed white mist and smoke, rising higher and higher.

A panorama of a huge square the size of four football fields came into view.

The square is paved with bluestone, and there are neat stone buildings in the south, which seems to be a gathering area of ​​Fangshi.

To the north is a series of towering mountains.

On the verdant green hills, the blue-tiled roofs and bucket arches occasionally stick out, and the white jade stairs are looming.

"It's a pity not to get off the boat." Chen Mu regretted.

I don't know if I will have the opportunity to come back to Jilong Road in the future.

woo...

Accompanied by a long cry.

The cloud bat is surrounded by smoke, dragging a tail of smoke clouds, and smashing through the clouds diagonally.

Immediately, the wings trembled slightly, and the body stabilized, with a billowing white airflow, and soon disappeared into the sky.

...

half a month later.

In the extreme east of Yunzhou, there are continuous mountains from south to north, and it is called Dongling.

The mountain peaks are steep, and the haze is shrouded all the year round, and the streamer is flying from time to time. According to common legends, there are immortals living in it.

In the depths of Dongling Mountain, a mountain peak is towering into the clouds, named Yuquan.

At the foot of Yuquan Mountain, there are five or six low mountains forming a ring, encircling a vast basin and plain.

On the edge of the basin, at the foot of Yuquan Mountain, there are rows of temporary wooden houses.

Inside the hut.

Chen Mu held the Hunyuan alchemy furnace and slowly opened his eyes.

Wind and Fire Cardinal Mantra: 5037/10000;

"Having more than half the proficiency, I should be able to try alchemy."

"But the success rate is not expected to be high."

"And even if I can practice, I can't show it to Liang Yi, it's too fast." Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and calculated.

He had confirmed several times before, that Mo Wuzhou had only mastered the five-element breathing technique, and it took half a year.

If you can refine Bigu Pill in less than half a year, what if you get caught and investigate?

While thinking about going to Liang Yi one day, there was a loud noise from outside the wooden house.

Chen Mu couldn't help looking out the window.

An old man with a goatee in his fifties, holding a book, knocked on the doors of wooden houses to ask questions, and recorded something from time to time.

Many people next to them walked out of the wooden house and leaned against the door to watch with great interest.

"It seems that there is no need to wait, we have to go today."

The old man was making a book for the disciples of the lower court to facilitate unified dispatch.

I have already practiced the sense of delusion, but it is not suitable for public exposure.

Instead, it is better to change his identity directly through Liang Yi.

Except for a few acquaintances, it will not cause too much waves.

...

Yuquan Mountain is towering into the clouds, and the pavilions on the top of the mountain are continuous, as if lying on the clouds.

The golden sun shines on the sea of ​​​​clouds, making the top of the mountain like a fairyland.

There is a pine forest on the west side of the top of the mountain, and two wooden buildings, one large and one small, are hidden in the middle of the pine forest.

In the living room on the first floor of the Xiaomu Building, Chen Mu's right hand aimed at the gray cloth bag on the ground.

Five yuan breath!

hum!

The yellow bud rice in the bag trembled, and strands of white powder seemed to rise up, gathering into a ball in Chen Mu's palm.

A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Mu stopped breathing, and put a ball of the essence of five grains in his fist into the brown wooden box on the coffee table beside him.

Then, with a face of shame, he handed over his hands: "Young Prisoner's Academy, I am not good at learning skills. I can only draw six or seven pounds out of one hundred pounds. I am ashamed."

"Master didn't look away, you really have the talent for alchemy." Liang Yi sighed, and immediately shook his head: "Unfortunately..."

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.

"I will arrange for you to go to the Pill Treasure Pavilion of the General Council to join the alchemy."

"But about the Taoist accumulation plan, we can only listen to the arrangements of the other academies. Even the master can't make much changes." Liang Yi said calmly.

Chen Mu's heart suddenly sank.

What happened to the practice of alchemy and Dao Gong? !

"You should have seen it too, Yuquan Mountain is dense with vitality, and its spiritual spring is really good." Liang Yi sighed: "This is no longer the lower courtyard, but the other courtyard of Yuquan Mountain in Jilong Road."

Chen Mu was stunned.

It is called another courtyard, which means that the environment here is not much worse than that of the upper courtyard.

The cake of Yuquan Mountain is too big for Song Wuji to eat alone, and it needs everyone to work together.

There are more people involved, so the affairs of other courts will have to be negotiated.

Chen Mu's face was ugly.

He originally wanted to quietly concoct pills and accumulate Dao Gong, but he never thought that such a change would happen.

"But it depends on the arrangement of the Young Prisoner." Chen Mu bowed his hands respectfully.

He understands that arranging himself to enter the Pill Treasure Pavilion is to compensate for the previous Dao Gong.

Whether you accept it or not, things can't be changed.