Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 134 It seems to have returned to... the previous life?
"Something is eroding the body..."

Chu Mu walked deep into the mine, feeling the changes in his body, his brows were already frowning.

He had noticed it when he first stepped into the mine, but due to the occasion, he did not use his spiritual sense to investigate.

After entering the mine, this feeling became much stronger.

Under the shroud of spiritual consciousness, he clearly felt that strands of purple electric light filled the mine. He was in the mine, so he was naturally surrounded by these strands of electric light.

Moreover, these strands of lightning are obviously still penetrating into his body. A single strand of lightning is insignificant, but this dense, almost endless stream of lightning keeps penetrating into his body...

destroy!

Sensing the body, Chu Mu only felt the damage, the damage to his body!
Such destruction, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that a few minutes would be enough to turn it into ashes!
"An hour!"

After Chu Mu calculated it, he immediately came to a judgment.

Even with his current physical fitness, at most, he can last for an hour.

"wrong………"

Chu Mu looked at the other miners in the mine. If there was such a danger, there was no need to let them monks who had never really stepped into the fairyland.

After all, if you can detect it when you enter the mine, who would be willing to die?

It is impossible to mine so honestly!

Chu Mu pursed his lips, and his spiritual consciousness enveloped his body again. After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively mobilized the blood in his body to fight against the invading lightning.

Lightning destroys, qi and blood nourish, and a stalemate soon forms in the body.

"So, the reason why the cultivation base is limited to the appearance of the gods..."

Chu Mu seemed to have a little understanding, the point is not the confrontation of qi and blood, but the confrontation of qi and blood under the organization of spiritual consciousness.

Without the fine control of spiritual consciousness, no matter how thick the blood is, it will inevitably be exhausted.

And under the subtle control of the spiritual consciousness, this kind of confrontation can be turned into a stalemate to a certain extent.

It can even evolve into... tempering!Tempering of the body!

"If there is external nourishment..."

Chu Mu caressed the cool broken spirit in his arms, and the spiritual energy in it, manipulated by the divine sense, slowly poured into the body, providing a deeper source of strength for this resistance in the body.

After confirming that he was safe, Chu Mu refocused on the lightning.

With the previous experience in the Nanshan mine, the shrouded spiritual consciousness quickly locked on the veins in the mine.

Red Thunder Mine is also the root of the existence of this mine.

Naturally, it is also the main mineral material he needs to collect as a miner.

The reason why it is the main one, not the only one, is because the steward once emphasized that the Red Thunder Mine has a certain chance of being accompanied by the Frost Thunder Mine.

And the miners who mined a catty of Frost Thunder Mine were rewarded with a Broken Spirit.

Obviously, this electric light, like the mysterious chill in the Nanshan Iron Mine, was emitted by the ore.

The mysterious chill at the beginning ruined the lives of countless corvees.

And the current electric light is equally deadly to those who have never manifested before, and it is much more deadly than the cold!
It's normal that there are no cheap secular mortals here as consumables.

With his mind wandering, Chu Mu walked along the dark mine, and he had no intention of meeting miners with him.

After all, the young man in charge only stipulated the amount that each person must mine every day, but there was no regulation. This amount... had to be mined by himself.

Chu Mu is not afraid of not being a cultivator, but he also does not want to cause trouble.

Now he just wants to work here for a few months with peace of mind and accumulate enough spirit stones.

As long as he formally enters the fairyland, he has two inheritances, and "Linghui" helps him, his path will be easy.

After finding an unmanned mine, when the first pick fell, Chu Mu was dumbfounded.

Even if he strikes casually, the strength is absolutely terrifying. In the world, even if it is a city wall made of stone strips, it is easy to make a big hole.

But in front of him, on the Chilei vein, only the pickaxe was sunk a little.

Chu Mu was just a little startled, but he wasn't overly surprised. In the world of cultivating immortals, any weird things are normal.

He doesn't understand, it's just the limitation of his cognition.

Chu Mu swung the pickaxe again and again, and the ear-piercing collision sound was also repeated again and again.

After swiping the pickaxe nearly twenty times, it was barely enough to dig out a small piece of mineral material from the vein. Chu Mu picked it up and threw it into the basket, and continued digging without stopping.

He wanted to step into the world of cultivating immortals, but the life of a miner had already begun before he entered the immortal journey.

Perhaps it was because none of them were immortal cultivators, but the moth that Chu Mu expected did not appear.

The day passed without incident.

After handing over a hundred catties of mineral materials, Chu Mu had nowhere to go, so he directly set up a shed near the mine, slept all night, and went to the mine on time to dig ore the next day.

As time passed day by day, Chu Mu's work in the mine also continued day by day.

Spring goes to autumn, coolies work, that is, several months have passed.

Five spirit stones, an extremely inconspicuous number.

Chu Mu has wasted several months on this, and he is still wasting on it till now,

In the mine, Chu Mu sat leaning against the wall of the cave, with a basket full of mineral materials beside him. After several months of mining, it was not difficult for him to obtain a hundred catties of mineral materials.

Often more than half a day is enough to complete the excavation.

The rest of the time is devoted to studying the two inheritances in the jade slips.

Especially in the inheritance of puppet art, there are so many puppets created in the mine, even if he just took a look at them from a distance, his cognition of puppets has been greatly broadened under the rich variety of puppets in this mine.

With this superficial knowledge, and with the help of the huge digital currency "spirit value" that has been accumulated, Chu Mu can also try to understand the knowledge and accumulate some foundations.

Chu Mu is located at the end of a branch of the mine. In fact, after several months of mining, hundreds of miners have mostly formed a tacit understanding without words.

You are there, I am here, well water does not violate river water.

Neither are immortal cultivators, and there is no difference in strength or status. This tacit understanding has always been maintained.

It took about half an hour before Chu Mu barely opened his eyes, habitually looked around the dim mine in front of him, and made sure that there was nothing abnormal, so Chu Mu relaxed.

He took out a palm-sized cloth bag from his bosom, and dozens of broken spirits the size of fingernails appeared in his field of vision.

Three months, 24 broken spirits.

Except for his broken spirit, which was consumed many times, the rest remained untouched.

"Sixteen more..."

"There are still 53 days..."

Chu Mu pursed his lips, his eyes were complicated, and there was already a little more fatigue between his brows.

As far as he is concerned, from what he has seen and heard, the world of cultivating immortals is indeed full of flowers and colorful.

The cultivation civilization he envisioned is indeed the case.

Just the series of magical puppet creations in this mine can clearly prove this point.

But what is it like to step into the world of cultivating immortals?

Yujian Tiandijian?
Freedom in the world?
As it should be, so is reality.

But why does it feel like...he seems to have returned to his previous life?
……

(End of this chapter)