Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 187 Harvest asks for a monthly pass!
The night was dark, and Yuning Town, which was full of hustle and bustle at dusk, was completely silent until late at night.

Stepping into the fairyland, although the energy is far superior to that of ordinary people, but under this life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, the order of life in the small town is no different from that of the world.

At night, resting, or taking free time to practice, is the normal state of Yuning Town.

Along the way, he met very few immortal cultivators.

To the outside of the town, the mountains are stretching, the breeze is surging, and it is even more lonely.

Chu Mu didn't walk fast, and the gaze he looked around from time to time also proved his vigilance.

The place where they agreed to meet was not far from the town, on a mountain peak on the edge of Yuhuanggufang City.

If there is any movement, the possibility of distracting the law enforcement team is obviously very high because the city is so quiet.

It can be regarded as Chu Mu's insurance for himself, and it is also an insurance for the brothers of the Niu family to feel at ease.

At the top of the mountain, at the edge of the boulder, two figures can be seen standing.

"It's you?"

"you are not……"

Seeing Chu Mu appear, a slightly surprised voice followed.

"Jade slip."

Chu Mu nodded, spoke briefly, and raised his hand to take out a pack of Lingshi.

Seeing this, the Niu family brothers looked at each other, and then the boss of the Niu family stepped forward and handed over the jade slip.

The Lingshi bag and the jade slip passed by each other, and the boss of the Niu family immediately took a few steps back without a trace.

Obviously, not only Chu Mu was vigilant, but the Niu family brothers were also vigilant.

Holding the jade slip in his hand, Chu Mu didn't check the contents of the jade slip on the spot, but just glanced at the surface of the jade slip, and then focused his gaze on the Niu family brothers in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, our two brothers promise not to reveal that you bought the Bull Art."

Seeing Chu Mu's view, the boss of the Niu family immediately assured him.

"Row."

Chu Mu nodded, and did not ask for more guarantees or restrictions.

Immediately, the boss of the Niu family added another sentence: "However, you have to promise not to leak the exercises privately!"

"it is good."

Chu Mu responded, and it was no different from the knowledge transaction in the black market, except that this time, both parties made an oath of Taoism.

At the age of the Niu family brothers, this oath of heart, in Chu Mu's view, is still extremely binding.

The so-called oath of Taoism is to make an oath with the heart of a cultivator to seek Tao, forming a constraint to face one's own heart.

Violation is tantamount to disobeying oneself and denying oneself.

For a cultivator, disobeying oneself and denying oneself basically means cutting off the immortal path.

Either the end is approaching, or the journey to immortality is hopeless, the oath of Dao Heart is still extremely binding.

After the oath was made, the Niu family brothers jumped down from the top of the mountain without stopping at all, and disappeared from Chu Mu's sight.

Walking to the edge of the top of the mountain, Chu Mu looked down, and there were few footholds on the straight cliffs hundreds of meters away.

With his current physical fitness, if he falls, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die!
And his qi training skills obviously couldn't support the landing of several hundred meters.

But...he has kamikaze boots.

It's not difficult to use Yufeng's strength to glide for a short time.

For a moment, Chu Mu jumped down and fell almost straight. When he was less than a hundred meters away from the ground, his thoughts moved slightly, and the spiritual power of the kamikaze boots on his feet fluctuated and flickered, and a faint resistance lingered between his feet.

In an instant, the originally rapid fall was like opening an invisible parachute, following Chu Mu's thoughts, and finally landed steadily on the treetops.

Chu Mu jumped up again, and after a brief gliding, he jumped hundreds of meters in one step and jumped between the treetops, as if he was chasing the crescent moon covered by dark clouds.

The wantonness under the night sky has been exhausting the spiritual power stored in the kamikaze boots itself, and Chu Mu can finally stop such playful wantonness.

Taking out one of the lower spirits, with a slight movement of the mind, surging spiritual energy poured into the darkly textured kamikaze boots.

When Chu Mu looked at the sky and felt happy, he couldn't help but think of those flying magic weapons he saw in Weiwu Pavilion that day.

The reason why he chose this pair of kamikaze boots instead of other kinds of flying instruments was naturally the reason.

The most important reason is the flying magic weapon. For him at present, it is really a bit flashy.

After all, a simple flying instrument can basically only be used for traveling, and it is also extremely conspicuous when flying in the sky.

When it comes to real combat, unless it is those attack-type instruments with flying functions, such as flying swords, flying knives, etc., and special flying instruments, such as wings and flywheels.

Otherwise, ordinary flying magic weapon is a living target.

And his favorite Ming Hongdao also has a flying function, that is, flying with the sword.

But the reason is very simple, a magic weapon can only be engraved with a limited number of prohibition patterns, if the aircraft pattern or prohibition is added, it means that other aspects of performance will inevitably be sacrificed.

For him, it is obviously not worthwhile. After all, flying is just a need, not a necessity.

But no matter what, flying is still one of the greatest fantasies of human beings.

That small flying magic weapon, that huge longevity flying boat...

Chu Mu's imagination was running wild.

After the Kamikaze Boots were able to charge, Chu Mu slowly walked towards Yuning Town.

Just as quietly as when leaving the town, when returning, it was equally silent.

The house of the Niu family brothers was still pitch black and there was no light. Chu Mu stopped to take a look, and then opened the door and walked into the room.

The house is still the same, everything is as new, and there is no trace of it.

Chu Mu sat on the head of the bed, seemingly asleep, but he was also thinking about his next path of cultivation.

The wind is getting tighter, so stop selling the pills for the time being. With his current wealth, it is enough to lie dormant for a while.

And during this period of dormancy...

One plan after another emerged in his mind, and finally, Chu Mu raised his hand to explore in his arms, and three jade slips appeared in his hands.

One was from Wang Mazi. If the information about the black market and Wang Mazi's connections in it were true, it would obviously be of great use to him at present.

As for the other two...

Chu Mu stared at the jade slip in his hand.

The same texture, the same pattern, if not for the experience of the mysterious fog in the East Lake, he would never have noticed the difference in the jade slips.

After all, habitual cognition and common sense are enough to cover up many things.

Shouldn’t jade slips be the existence of recording information and knowledge?

Who would have thought that this jade slip, which records knowledge information, could have other uses!

As his divine sense penetrated, information about the Bull Art flooded into his mind. Chu Mu didn't check and think too much, and his eyes were still on the two jade slips.

The moment he holds it in his hand, he can be completely sure that his guess is not wrong, and there can be no mistake.

This jade slip is definitely from the same source as the jade slip that records the inheritance of puppet art.

There is definitely some connection with the space hidden under the mysterious fog of the East Lake.

Recalling the experience of that day, the scene after scene is still extremely clear, especially the wave of scanning fluctuations, which is almost unforgettable.

In the recent Changsheng Zongdi newspaper, you can still see the description of the mysterious fog in the East Lake, and it is also called mysterious. Obviously, the real mystery has not yet appeared in the world.

That mysterious veil, maybe one day, he can also touch one or two.

Chu Mu played with the two jade slips, and guessed one by one about the mysterious scanning fluctuation at the beginning.

For a moment, as if he had a vague guess, he stopped playing with the jade slip and put it aside, his spiritual sense penetrated into the jade slip that Wang Mazi gave him, and a surge of information flooded into his mind.

Chu Mu closed his eyes slightly, and slowly sorted out the information.

The information is far greater than he imagined.

A low-level immortal cultivator has spent decades in one place, how much experience, how much knowledge, how many connections have he accumulated?

Even if it is only a part of it, it is definitely a huge amount of information.

A jade slip, he didn't manage to sort out the information in it until noon the next day.

A lot of information in it confirmed his guess, such as the black market, according to Wang Mazi, basically every black market is the white gloves of some local bigwigs.

Unless there is a change like the Jade Emperor Valley, otherwise, the black market and the local ruling forces generally maintain a tacit agreement that the well water will not violate the river water.

Just like the black markets near the Jade Emperor Valley today, behind them are the disciples of the Jindan Daoist who is standing in the Jade Emperor Valley.

The ultimate benefit flow will obviously only be that aloof Jindan Daoist.

Under such a black and white situation, the Jade Emperor Valley's law enforcement team, members of the Longevity Sect, will obviously maintain a tacit understanding with the black market.

It is also obvious that any disturbance in the so-called black market is also under the control of the Longevity Sect.

According to the information recorded by Wang Mazi, besides the black market, there is also a more hidden and private exchange meeting, similar to the exchange meeting he just attended.

It's just that the level is obviously higher, its channels are more hidden, the location and time are more random, and of course, it will be more insecure.

As for the others, it is about some dark orders in several nearby black markets, some local snake gangs, and some hidden records, all of which need to be confirmed by him personally.

Flipping through the information, and thinking back to the Fengming Mountain black market party back then, he couldn't help admiring himself back then.

A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and it was really lucky for him to walk out of the black market in Fengming Mountain alive.

Fortunately, after all, things are not what they used to be.

Now, even if he went to the black market, he would be able to protect himself somewhat.

Chu Mu glanced at the jade slips of puppet art inheritance placed on the bedside, his eyes moved slightly.

Now, he also has the capital to uncover the mystery of puppetry.

I only hope that the next trip to the black market can bring him a complete harvest.

As his thoughts flowed, he put away a few jade slips, and Chu Mu closed his eyes slightly again. This time, his focus of attention was on the body training exercise.

The source is extremely mysterious, but the name is extremely common.

Barbaric Tactics...

Is it really ordinary?
With such doubts, the knowledge of exercises deeply hidden in his mind was slowly recalled and sorted out...

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(End of this chapter)