Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 164 Where to Go
"There should be some kind of monitoring and early warning means..."

Chu Mu looked at the already dim puppet in front of him, and this small room, thinking silently in his heart.

Although he didn't know the so-called divine descent technique, he didn't need to think about it. It should be a method similar to some kind of remote control of the soul.

When it is out of remote control, the puppet is a dead thing. Maybe the puppet itself has other setting procedures, but there must be some kind of monitoring and even early warning means, which can be reminded remotely.

Only in this way, this stronghold is truly foolproof.

but………

Chu Mu looked around the entire room, carefully sizing up every place.

The leopard can be seen in the pipe, and this stronghold is like this, which means that all the strongholds of the Blood Killing Pavilion are probably controlled by the technique of descending from the gods to manipulate puppets, so that they can truly hide behind the scenes.

It also means that there must be an expert like a puppet in the Blood Killing Pavilion.

And this Fengming Mountain black market is full of puppets...

Is there some kind of connection with this blood killing pavilion?

Chu Mu pursed his lips, his eyes fixed on the card in his hand.

The dark gray card seems to be made of some kind of metal, with faintly visible lines, and the words "Liberation Pavilion" are engraved on it.

In the lower left corner, there is another line of small characters.

A one No.30 six.

Judging from what the puppet said just now, this card is where the reward for completing the task of the previous master of the blood killing order is recorded.

For him, it was equivalent to accepting a legacy left by the previous owner of the blood killing order.

A... windfall!
Does the black-robed man also know this?
Or, the news that the black-robed man was the previous owner of the blood killing order was just a rumor?

After thinking for a moment, he casually put the card into the storage amulet. Chu Mu didn't linger any longer, and walked out of the house, heading straight for the Libra Pavilion.

After presenting the card, the cultivators of the Libra Pavilion verified the authenticity of the card and led Chu Mu to an underground secret room.

After unlocking the door of one of the rooms with the formation token, he stepped into a room similar to the bank vault in his previous life.

Surrounded by small cabinets surrounded by formation restrictions, the cabinets are numbered in sequence, and the No. 16 cabinet marked on the card seems to be one of the cabinets.

"Friend Daoist, you can open the corresponding storage cabinet with the identification card."

"Please!"

The man raised his hand to indicate the direction of No. 16 cabinet, and then stepped aside.

Chu Mu stepped forward, and the card came into contact with cabinet No. 16, and the barrier formation covering it suddenly opened a hole.

The cabinet opened, and a black cloth bag came into Chu Mu's field of vision.

With a little exploration of spiritual consciousness, dozens of spirit stones and a jade bottle came into mind.

Chu Mu didn't look at it carefully, he put it in his arms casually, then turned around and walked out the door.

The cabinet closed automatically, and the formation restraint was restored. Under the guidance of the man, Chu Mu also walked out of the underground secret room.

Also without the slightest hindrance, Chu Mu left the Libra Pavilion.

However, that card was taken back, and the exchange was a rich inheritance.

With a huge sum of money in his pocket, and all the preparations needed for alchemy, it can be said that everything is ready, and the only thing he owes is Dongfeng.

But right now, the most serious problem is how to keep these harvests, how to keep his life.

Chu Mu wandered aimlessly on the street. In less than an hour, in order to avoid accidents, he had already changed three appearances, and even changed three sets of clothes.

After wandering around the city for several hours and confirming that he was not being followed, Chu Mu felt a little relieved.

After a few more days, the turmoil in Fangshi gradually calmed down, and the local snakes in Fangshi who were chasing him, also calmed down.

Chu Mu was still as stable as Mount Tai, and stayed at ease for several days, and even spent a few spirit stones, and quietly continued his stay in the black market.

It was not until No. 14 that Chu Mu chose midnight to walk out of the black market in Fengming Mountain.

The darkness at night gives people a natural sense of security, and the existence of the phantom god mask can cover up the aura of his cultivation base. In other words, as long as his cultivation level does not reach the level of breaking through the phantom god mask's disguise, he will be almost invisible under the observation of the divine sense.

In the middle of the night, observation with the naked eye is greatly restricted.

This is the case even for immortal cultivators who do not have special mystic weapons.

Even if he was hunted down, Chu Mu felt that with the mystery of the phantom god mask, the possibility of him escaping was relatively high.

Chu Mu was very careful as he walked quickly in the mountains, even when he stepped on the ground with his toes, he subconsciously withdrew a little bit of strength to avoid leaving traces.

If there is any movement, they will hide in the treetops or behind the trees, subconsciously hold their breath, and wait until the movement dissipates, or confirm that it has nothing to do with them, then sneak again cautiously.

All the way in fear, walking with the moonlight, even if he stepped out of the range of Fengming Mountain, he didn't stop for a moment, running wildly all the way, getting farther and farther away from Fengming Mountain, a place of disorder and chaos.

It was not until dawn, when the first ray of sunlight shone on his face, that Chu Mu slowed down a little.

Looking back, there was no trace of Fengming Mountain.

"call……"

Chu Mu let out a long breath and looked up at the sky. The rising sun in late autumn brought some comforting warmth. The haze that had completely shrouded him since he first stepped into Fengming Mountain, at this moment, under this ray of rising sun, finally disappeared!
Fortunately, the rest of my life...

Various emotions are also intertwined on the face.

Based on what he saw and heard in the black market, Chu Mu knew that he was still too reckless in this trip to the black market.

If it weren't for the existence of the phantom god mask, even if he had a hundred lives, he would probably have to be thrown in Fengming Mountain!
Even with the phantom god mask, he is just a paper tiger, he can't see the light, he can't see people, he is dancing on the tip of a knife, and he is a fatal crisis at any time.

"Cultivation realm..."

Chu Mu murmured softly, his eyes fixed on the proficiency of Raging Fire Jue that had just passed halfway on the light screen panel for a while, and finally, he couldn't help sighing.

The current situation is exactly the same as when he practiced in the secular world.

Before there are enough resources to assist, Qi and blood cultivation is also slow.

Now stepping into the fairyland, without resources to assist in cultivation, is also slow.

When he was in the secular world, he chose to study medicine, so as to get in touch with the system of knowing people and medicine, and finally tinkered with dragon snake soup, practicing Qi and blood, and then stepped into the fast lane.

And stepping into the world of cultivating immortals, wasted several years, and after going through the exciting and thrilling Fengming Mountain black market, he completely completed the preparation for the transformation from worldly knowledge of people and medicine to alchemy in the world of cultivating immortals.

The next step is to use spirit stones to pile up alchemy experience, and turn Bigu pills into his source of income.

But, what's next... where to go?
Chu Mu looked around, confirmed his approximate location, and thought silently in his heart... Next, his whereabouts...

　Eight thousand more!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)