Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 209 What I Want Is A Clear Thought!
Chu Mu raised his hand, and Ming Hong Dao, which was suspended in the air because of losing his opponent, seemed to be summoned, and the blade swirled and flew down.

In the next second, Ming Hongdao was already in Chu Mu's hand.

At this moment, Zhao Tang, who was rushing towards him at a high speed, also stopped abruptly.

His face turned blue and white, and finally, he forced a smile: "Friend Daoist, how about we stop this matter here."

"One more enemy is worse than one more friend. For today's matter, Zhao promises..."

"Ah……"

"If I don't kill you, Chu will be hard-pressed."

Chu Mu chuckled, his tone was very flat but also firm.

"Friend Daoist, do you really want to fight to the death?"

Zhao Tang asked with a serious face.

Chu Mu didn't say a word. In the soul, the sword of the soul that had been calm for a long time, at this moment, seemed to be integrated with the Minghong sword in his hand.

Illusion and reality are intertwined again after several years.

Chu Mu has no intention of fighting, and the son of Zhuji, who knows how many tricks he has.

Now that the future troubles have been resolved, a quick solution is the kingly way.

Immediately, the blade was raised.

In the next second, the blade fell.

"You..."

Zhao Tang's face was gloomy, and then, as if he had noticed something, his face changed drastically!

"Humph……"

Zhao Tang let out a muffled snort, as if he had been severely injured, his seven orifices were bleeding like a spring, he staggered, screamed in pain, and fell to his knees directly.

Chu Mu also snorted, eyes, nose, mouth, ears, at this moment, all ooze blood stains.

The feeling of splitting headache also came again.

"Soul Defense?"

Chu Mu gritted his teeth, holding Ming Hong Dao tightly.

Zhao Tang is not dead!

With the knife just now, he clearly felt that there was some kind of hindrance.

Although the obstacle was broken in the end, this knife was not fatal!
"die!"

Chu Mu gritted his teeth and drank softly, the veins on his forehead popped up, he rushed out, and the blade was raised high again!
Clang!
It was gold and iron clashing again, but this time, Zhao Tang was not manipulating the magic weapon with his spiritual sense, but holding the shield high with his hands.

Chu Mu looked like he was crazy, he slashed down one after another!
The shield was unscathed, but Zhao Tang, who was holding the shield aloft, was directly smashed into the ground by such terrifying force.

"You can't kill me, my father is, my father is..."

Zhao Tang's eyes were full of horror, and he shouted in despair!
"Your father is me!"

Chu Mu grinned, under the influence of blood, this smile seemed unprecedentedly frightening.

He raised his hand and grabbed Zhao Tang's magic weapon, the shield that he was relying on. With his soul seriously injured, Zhao Tang only relied on his physical strength to manipulate the magic weapon.

Although he also has the same physical strength, and the same mental and soul injuries, but... his body training is not weak!
The shield was lifted, and Chu Mu grabbed Zhao Tang's loose hair and pulled it violently, tearing off a piece of his scalp.

Bloody, Zhao Tang was already full of panic and despair, he grabbed a talisman tightly, wanted to fight back, and escaped.

Chu Mu wanted to slash it with his knife, but when he swung the blade, he suddenly raised his foot and stepped on it directly.

The brain exploded, and red and white things splashed all over the ground.

Chu Mu raised his hand to grab it, and a fleeing black shadow was held in his hand.

"Let me go, let me go..."

In the black shadows, human faces flickered, and intermittent begging for mercy could be heard clearly.

Chu Mu turned a blind eye, and under the bursting pain in his mind, what he brought was an increasingly ferocious face.

He resisted the pain, moved his fingertips lightly, and a flame appeared on his fingertips.

In the next second, amidst the raging fire, the desperate wailing became more and more horrific.

Just a few breaths in a row, that's... the soul flies away!
Immediately, Chu Mu moved around with the mess, packed up the loot, and disappeared into the forest after just a few breaths.

Not a moment after Chu Mu left, several men in the robes of the Longevity Patriarchal Law arrived at this messy place.

Bloody infestation, potholes, but no life at all.

How the next thing will evolve is no longer something Chu Mu would consider.

He didn't stop at all, and ran desperately in this mountain forest.

It was not until the next morning, when the distance from Jade Emperor Valley was already quite far away, and it was already far away from the sphere of influence of Jade Emperor Valley, that Chu Mu slowed down a little.

"Should be in Louvre County..."

Chu Mu looked around at the surrounding scenery, recalling the map he had prepared long ago when he was in the secular world, and judged his current location.

The East Lake is vast, flowing down from the Qing River, and the surrounding counties are more or less adjacent to the East Lake.

And this Luofu County got its name from Luofu Mountain.

Towering mountains, adjacent to the East Lake.

Looking from above the East Lake, it seems that towering mountains are suspended on the lake, so it is named Luofu.

And according to what he inquired in the world of cultivating immortals, Luofu County belongs to the sphere of influence of the Xie family in East Lake.

It should be said that this area is thousands of miles away, except for a few families that are related to the Xie family and the Li family in Nanshan.

Basically, they all belong to the sphere of influence of the Xie family in East Lake.

This so-called sphere of influence is naturally completely different from the sphere of influence in the secular and traditional sense.

The sphere of influence in the world of cultivating immortals is based on spiritual veins and resources.

With the spiritual veins as the core, build a city and city, and then control all the secular surroundings, or the spiritual material resources in the world of cultivating immortals.

As for the secular towns and populations, to the world of cultivating immortals, the meaning is basically the same as nothing.

Chu Mu rubbed his head, the bursts of stinging pain undoubtedly proved that the soul was injured.

He didn't have any regrets. In life, all he wanted was a clear idea.

He is cautious in order to practice with peace of mind, and he doesn't want to make troubles.

But if someone knocked on the door, if you still make excuses.

That's not prudence, it's stupidity!
The only pity is that he didn't dare to keep Zhao Tang's soul because he was concerned about the strong foundation builder behind Zhao Tang.

Otherwise, how can we squeeze out some useful things.

Moreover, just dying like this is really too cheap for him.

As his thoughts circulated, Chu Mu looked at the secular city on the plain below the mountain.

According to the map in memory, no accident, this city should be Luofu County City.

Feeling the tingling pain in his mind, Chu Mu pondered for a moment, his body shape changed into that of an ordinary person, and when he looked around, Chu Mu couldn't help feeling a little more worried in his eyes.

His identity has been completely exposed, and it is inevitable that he killed several disciples of the Changshengzong, was wanted, and was missed by Zhao Tang's father.

He himself doesn't have too many worries.

After going through several black markets, thousands of spirit stones were spilled.

He has no shortage of cultivation resources. Even if he went back to Yuning Town before, without such a thing, he must lie dormant for a period of time with peace of mind, turning his gains into knowledge and cultivation.

The only one who was worried was Xu Yuan.

Although he was given a lot of spiritual stone pills, magic tools, talismans and seals before, these means of self-defense were also given to him.

When fleeing, he also sent a voice transmission to him, and agreed on a meeting place.

But its cultivation is not high after all.

The outside of Fang City and the inside of Fang City are two completely different worlds.

Thoughts flowed, but in the end, he could only hide his worries deep in his heart.

The only means of communication is the sound transmission talisman, and the sound transmission distance of the sound transmission talisman he purchased is obviously extremely limited.

The current him is quite far away from the Jade Emperor Valley, and the sound transmission talisman is completely useless.

"Hope it..."

Chu Mu let out a long breath and didn't struggle with it anymore. This time, it was really his problem.

……

Walking down the mountain, Chu Mu changed his appearance, and the magic robe on his body was also hidden and dim, like secular clothes.

When he arrived at the city gate, he was ripped off by the gate guards. Only then did Chu Mu realize that he had no money...

He really doesn't have secular banknotes!

The corner of Chu Mu's mouth twitched slightly, and with a quick wipe, he took out a stack of banknotes from the soldier's arms, took out one, and handed it to the ripping off soldier.

"All right, all right, go in!"

The soldier sniffed the banknotes, then turned his head to look at the next target.

Chu Mu didn't care, and walked into this secular city following the flow of people.

"Guest officer, are you dine-in or lodging?"

Walking into an inn by the street, the waiter immediately greeted him.

"stay."

Chu Mu threw out a few banknotes, and glanced at the diners in the hall, all of them were ordinary people, nothing out of the ordinary.

"Okay, guest officer, come with the little one."

The shop waiter led the way.

In the room, Xiao Er left, Chu Mu looked around, and then closed the door, and the partition was laid, and he sat cross-legged in the room.

This is undoubtedly the second time he has used the illusory long knife in his soul.

When he used it for the first time, it took him more than half a year to fully recover.

now……

After just a cursory observation, a haze appeared between Chu Mu's brows.

The injury to his soul this time seemed to be much more serious than the last time.

A big hole was torn out of the soul, and even the illusory long knife seemed to be slightly damaged. It was originally illusory and faintly visible, but now it is almost transparent.

Under such influence, it seems that even the tempering fluctuations at that moment have slowed down a lot.

If he hadn't possessed body training skills, a strong body, and such an injury, Chu Mu could almost be sure that his end would not be much better than that of Zhao Tang at that time.

Killing a thousand enemies, he almost lost a thousand to himself!
Thinking back to the obstacles he felt when the Divine Soul Knife slashed down, and Zhao Tang who was still alive and bleeding from the seven orifices, Chu Mu couldn't hide his fear at the moment.

If Zhao Tang's mental defense had been stronger, I'm afraid he would have been hurt by the backlash instead of hurting both sides!

"Soul defense magic weapon? Or some kind of treasure?"

Chu Mu checked the messy loot, but he didn't seem to find any items of this nature.

At that time, he stepped on it, but directly crushed his head...

"So... a one-time existence?"

Chu Mu was thoughtful, and secretly vigilant in his heart.

The sword of the soul in the soul, at least for now, can only be the last hole card.

Otherwise, it would be a big joke if the knife goes down, other people are fine, and he himself is hit hard by the backlash...

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(End of this chapter)