My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

"Are you sure it's not a black mole?" Jie Jia was three meters away, covering his nose with one hand, his face full of disgust.

Chen Mu: "..." I washed my feet!

This old boy must be jealous of me.

He took out a few iron needles and stabbed them at the black spots on the soles of his feet.

ding ding ding...

"Did you see it!" Chen Mu looked up triumphantly: "Invulnerable! Courage!"

Jie Jia glanced at the embroidery needle in Chen Mu's hand.

"Can't get in with a gun?"

Chen Mu: "..."

...

Nanshi Fanlou, the top restaurant in Nanyang.

Only covering an area of ​​three acres, seven or eight five-story wooden and stone high-rise buildings stand, connected by bridges and corridors in the middle.

There are meals, accommodation, listening to music, gambling, and one-stop dining, drinking and entertainment.

Fan Building is divided into two buildings, Sifang Building.

By the window of the private room on the third floor, Chen Mu and Jie Jia were sitting at the square table drinking tea and chatting.

Through the window, you can clearly see the flow of people in Nanshi. Vendors shouting and chanting and customers bargaining are heard one after another.

"I'm happy today, come and taste the wine and food of the Sifanglou, is it really as delicious as the rumors say?" Chen Mu leaned against the window and chuckled.

Jiejia looked at Chen Mu suspiciously: "You don't have a body, do you?"

"I'm just an ordinary person, how can I have any bones." Chen Mu rolled his eyes.

There is one plug-in.

"Are your parents a member of a side branch of a fallen family?" Jie Jia continued to speculate.

ordinary people? Relying on kestrel to practice shape art, that garbage shape art, you can practice courage in a year and a half, how dare you say that you are an ordinary person?

"Can members of the family quickly develop courage?" Chen Mu's heart moved.

"Ah, worse than you." Jie Jia responded lightly with drooping eyelids.

Chen Mu thought thoughtfully: "Did you master some special means?"

"It's just a bit of a special bloodline." Jie Jia said calmly.

"Similar to Dao bones? Naturally suitable for cultivation?" Chen Mu was stunned.

"Almost." Jie Jia said lightly, not wanting to talk more.

Chen Mu did not continue to inquire.

However, the arrogance that had just risen from the practice of courage quickly calmed down.

I have plug-ins, but others have ancestors.

People's ancestors are rich, and they are better than others at birth. Or honestly brush my proficiency.

"I want your share of shape training." Chen Mu shrugged.

"Have you figured it out?" A smile flashed in Jie Jia's eyes.

Chen Mu nodded: "There are two kinds of shape training on the ghost market ship. However, they can be listed with the kestrel shape training, even if you don't practice."

Jie Jia nodded: "It is widely practiced outside the body, and most of them are rudimentary."

Chen Mu's heart moved: "So those detailed ones are deliberately controlled by some people?"

Jijia nodded.

Chen Mu understood. This is probably the pot of the upper-level forces in Daliang. No wonder Daliang man-made disasters continue. It is probably due to the accumulation of public grievances to a certain extent. I don't know if Nanyang Mansion will be affected.

"I'm just starting out, what should I do next?" Chen Mu asked with concern.

Although the kestrel training in shape art is a bit daring, something is better than nothing.

"Ten years to train your body, and a hundred years to cultivate your soul, have you heard this sentence?" Jie Jia asked.

"Raise?" Chen Mu's heart moved.

"Not bad. Eat well, sleep well, cultivate well. Continue to accumulate qi and blood to grow stronger."

"Your current state is called You Soul. Wait until the power spreads and covers your entire body into armor. Only then will you be considered to be full of power, called Armor Soul." Jie Jia finished in one breath.

Chen Mu's heart moved, and the bird-like god's intention appeared in his mind.

Two icy breaths rushed from the soles of the feet all the way. Two black dots appear on both palms at the same time.

It is no wonder that it is called You Po if it can swim around the body. If you use it well, you can prevent the deadly parts and achieve miraculous effects.

The so-called soul raising sounds a bit unreliable. Eat and drink well and accumulate slowly. Isn't this just eating to keep fat?

What about raising pigs? !

"There is no way to speed up?" Chen Mu was unwilling.

Jie Jia stared at the two black dots in Chen Mu's palm: "Can you put it away?"

What's the matter? Chen Mu didn't know why.

"Let's eat." Jie Jia said lightly, "I should."

Chen Mu's face suddenly turned black.

What's wrong with my strong feet? !

This is a wandering soul, and it is not a big man picking his feet!

...

Outside the city of Nanyang Mansion, by the Jinshui River.

A huge building ship was docked on the riverside, and a red-backed black-patterned flag stood at the top.

The black pattern is simple but expressive, depicting some kind of behemoth in the water.

The big boat is about 200 meters long and 80 meters wide. It is a behemoth.

The towers on the ship have eaves, and the interior is divided into dozens of rooms and cabins. The decoration is elegant, like a palace.

At this moment, people on the boat are coming and going, and they are all burly men in short and vigorous suits.

This is where the largest gang of Nanyang Mansion, the Jinghong Gang resides.

"Hallmaster, someone in the gang is eyeing that scholar." A small-eyed man whispered.

"Our people?" Zuo Sheng looked over curiously: "My senior brother has always kept his own feet, so how could he provoke us?"

Ever since I saw Chen Mu come to Nanyang with the Zuojia team. He has more eyes.

This senior brother seems to be harmless to humans and animals, but he is also a ruthless scumbag who says that he will kill people.

At the beginning, the other party deliberately lived next to the Zuo family, and now he has followed the Zuo family to Nanyang. He was afraid that the other party had bad intentions, so he deliberately let people pay attention quietly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was busy practicing Qigong recently, he would have come to the door to ask for advice and see what the other party was thinking.

The small-eyed man smiled and said, "I heard that Master Zhang of the White Tiger Hall is investigating the way the wind is scattered."

"The kind of high-efficiency gold sore medicine in the ghost market? Didn't you say that the losses were heavy, did you stop it? Are you still investigating?" Zuo Sheng reacted and looked over in surprise: "Why, it has something to do with my senior brother?"

"Eight and nine are inseparable from ten." Small eyes smiled: "The surname Zhang is not good at kung fu, but the brain is easy to use."

"A month ago, he threw a lot of people out and kept an eye on the transportation channels for medicinal materials on the dock."

"Looking at it now, it's probably a matter of following the vine and finding a place."

If he didn't happen to be guarding nearby and found something wrong, reverse investigation. Really let the surnamed Zhang do it quietly.

"Hall Master, Baihutang has been looking for trouble for us, or else, we'll cut him off!" Xiaoyan suggested.

"No." Zuo Sheng squinted his eyes: "After all, they are brothers in the gang, so fighting in the same room is against the rules of the gang, so don't mention it again!"

Small eyes smirked.

"But after all, it is my dearest relatives and friends, brothers and sisters." Zuo Sheng sighed: "Arrange a few people to keep an eye on Master Zhang, and once they make a move, they will immediately notify me."

"I can't let my senior brother be wronged."

"Hey! Yes!" The small-eyed man suddenly smiled treacherously.

Seeing that the other party's attitude was upright and sincere, Zuo Sheng nodded with satisfaction.

The cost of practicing martial arts has been quite high recently, and it is just time for the breeze to dissipate. Top-level golden sore medicine, cooperate with Jinghong Gang's huge influence on Jinshui River. This is a cornucopia.

However, the icing on the cake is far better than the help.

Helping people in times of crisis can be convincing!

...

At night, Chen's house.

The door was closed, and Chen Mu sat at the desk.

An oil lamp was lit on the table, illuminating the room brightly.

Lamp oil is a kind of beast oil refining in water, there is no black smoke after lighting, and the brightness is amazing.

Chen Mu carefully flipped through the yellowed book in his hand.

"No wonder Jiejia always said that kestrel training is simple." Chen Mu closed the book and sighed.

Compared with the "Blue-Eyed Golden Ape Forming Technique" in his hand, it is indeed simple.

Just take breathing as an example.

The most tedious part of the Kestrel breathing method is only one hundred and twenty changes in one cycle. As for the blue-eyed golden ape, there are one hundred and eighty changes in the tendon-relaxing stage.

The stimulation and transformation of the body is more delicate and precise, more comprehensive, and naturally stronger.

"There is also a complete divine intention."

Chen Mu opened it again and turned to the last page. A piece of vellum tanned from the fur of a certain animal.

On the light brown parchment paper, hundreds of black dots, big and small, are dotted like stars. A few hair-like threads interspersed, hooking up all the black spots.

While others were looking at the clouds and fog, Chen Mu understood. The black dots are the nodes of God's intent. By contemplating and watching in real time, and with Dacheng's training, you can grasp the intention of God.

"So this black tiger training book is really a hit." Chen Mu picked up the black book next to him with a look of disgust.

In order to buy this book, he also took credit from Jiejia.

If it wasn't for the hot sales of Qingfengsan recently, Jiejia wouldn't care about him at all.

"Forget it, I bought it all, let's practice and see." Chen Mu sighed in disappointment.

"When I save enough money, I will buy that book of White Ape Shape Art. It just so happens that I and Kestrel Practitioner will make up the three brothers on the street."