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Chen Mu took out a piece of silver worth about half an ounce and put it on the table in a depressed look.
Jiejia pinched it, rolled it into silver beads and put it into his cuffs.
"Didn't your master tell you? Practicing shape-changing techniques can make people invulnerable to swords and guns." Jie Jia said calmly.
Chen Mu looked at Jie Jia suspiciously.
He only knew that the body-building exercises had three levels of changes: changing the tendons, changing the bones, and changing the marrow.
Chen Mu touched the increasingly tough skin.
Along with the strengthening of muscles and bones, an additional layer of special tissue is added under the skin, and the defense is indeed increased.
But it’s difficult to block bullets with bare hands like the round-faced Taoist priest!
Jiejia rolled his eyes and glanced at Chen Mu. His expression was as if he was looking at a bumpkin.
"Ten years to train the body, a hundred years to cultivate the soul."
"As long as you develop courage, you can be invulnerable."
Courage? What the hell?
"The man who injured you is not afraid of swords?" Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu with suspicion: "How did you survive?"
Chen Mu: “…”
Not only did I survive, I killed that bastard!
"After mastering the form training technique, there is a chance to raise a wandering spirit."
"Depending on the different forms of training, a black film like steel armor will appear on certain parts of the skin. Once activated, it can split mountains and crack rocks, and is invulnerable to swords and spears."
"An expert can make the wandering spirits move throughout the body, indirectly making people less afraid of swords and knives."
Chen Mu was stunned.
It was dark last night and he didn't pay attention.
Thinking back now, the palms of the round-faced Taoist priest's hands were indeed black.
No wonder I lost half my life after being swept away.
If it weren't for the magic incense, the consequences would be...
Is this the power of Youpo?
"Don't even think about it." Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu and said in a disapproving tone.
"There are only a few who can master the art of form training."
"If you want to develop courage, there is only one chance."
"If the level of the form training technique is high enough, it's possible, but the Red Falcon form training technique..."
"Tsk tsk..." Jiejia shook his head with a look of regret.
Chen Mu said unwillingly: "Is there no other way?"
Jie Jia rolled his eyes and stared at the left cuff of Chen Mu.
"I have a very advanced form training technique."
"After changing your training, it is very likely that you will develop courage." Jie Jia tempted subtly.
"Really?!" Chen Mu was surprised.
"It's absolutely genuine!" Jiejia vowed.
Chen Mu glanced at Jie Jia hopefully: "Want to buy on credit?"
Jie Jia: “…”
Go wherever it’s cool!
He finally realized that this little bastard was teasing him again!
Chen Mu sipped the iced tea happily.
Is Red Falcon bad at practicing form?
But he has a proficiency cheat!
Whether it’s good or not, we’ll have to wait until he reaches the peak.
……
Send away the depressed Jiejia.
Chen Mu moved back to the pavilion with difficulty.
I was so excited last night, I didn't feel anything yet.
The injury fully flared up today and it hurts every time I move.
"It's impossible to travel long distances like this." Chen Mu thought with a frown.
After killing the round-faced Taoist priest, he wanted to stay away from Qingshan County even more.
But with his injuries, he couldn't travel far.
"Let's keep it first."
With a thought, he called up the gray wall proficiency.
Writing: 1666/10000/Level ;
Picture: 1533/10000/Second Order;
Throw: 7553/10000/Level ;
Red Falcon Shape Training: 4009/10000/Level ;
Cooking skills: 8926/10000/level ;
Pharmacy: 4852/10000/Level ;
Hidden Blade: 816/10000/Level ;
"Fortunately, I upgraded my Hidden Blade to level three in advance."
"Without Qiankun's strike, the paper man would have really died!"
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 41 Recuperation
"What a pity for that ghost-headed sword."
"And there's that pile of scattered silver."
Young Master Zuo was not a pushover. If his true intentions were discovered, the consequences would be unpredictable. Chen Mu could only flee in a hurry.
"You can't go to that house anymore."
Chen Mu lamented: "Not only did we lose a bodyguard, but we also wasted three months of rent."
He had lived there for less than three months, but paid the rent on a six-month basis.
"I don't want to think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the more sad I feel."
"Let's take a look at the spoils."
He had buried the bodies of the two men in a deserted house in the north of the city, to keep them company with Sheng Hong.
It also sprinkled corrosion-accelerating powder, which would quickly turn into dust.
"Three and a half taels of silver, fifty-two copper coins, and two twenty-tael silver notes from the Datong Bank."
Chen Mu grabbed the bright white soft sword and played with it for a few times. He almost cut the back of his hand. He quickly put the sword back on the table.
A strange soft sword, probably requires special skills. Ordinary people can't play it.
"The material is good, maybe it can be sold for a good price."
Chen Mu had gained a lot from his disciple, and he was looking forward to the round-faced Taoist's collection.
The other person only had a bulging, palm-sized, bright red leather bag on his body.
The bag is made of leather, but it feels as soft and light as fabric.
There are five little figures embroidered on the front with gold thread.
The little figures formed a circle with a small black mountain in the middle.
There is a black rope at the opening of the bag, which passes through several holes, is tightened to narrow the opening of the bag, and then tied into a bow.
"It's quite pretty."
Chen Mu looked at it for a moment, untied the bow, pinched the mouth of the bag and pulled it left and right...but it didn't move!
Try several times in succession.
The opening of the bag seemed to be welded shut, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pull it open!
What the hell?
Even though he was seriously injured, he was still a master of bone-changing.
An ordinary leather bag would have been torn to pieces by him long ago.
Now I can't even open my pocket.
Chen Mu struggled for half an hour, but the bag remained unmoved.
Stare at the bag carefully.
Suddenly I realized that there was a little man who looked particularly familiar.
Upon closer inspection, it is actually 50% similar to the red paper man.
Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat and he almost dropped the object.
That blood-sucking paper man is so weird.
When he retracted the dagger last night, he found that the paper man that he had pierced and nailed to the wall had disappeared out of thin air.