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He was not in a hurry to apply for a job at Tangshanying or Jinghong Gang.
"We have to try the Cloud Mirage Shape Training Technique first."
After breaking through the fifth level, the effect of the original breathing method of the form training technique weakened.
Fortunately, as my proficiency gradually increases, my insights come in an endless stream.
The original 108 breathing techniques have now become 169, and are still increasing.
"I'll stay here for a while, and wait until I comprehend a new breathing method." Chen Mu planned silently.
"There's no rush to apply for the job. Who knows if there's anything fishy going on with those two companies?"
According to Kuituo, people who join the Jinghong Gang will seem to be controlled by mysterious means and will turn into mummies if they escape.
Chen Mu didn't dare to jump in without figuring it out clearly.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 137 Bigu Pill
One month later
Nanyang Prefecture City, Chen’s House in Jingxingfang.
As usual, Chen Mu built a thatched shed on the east side of the courtyard and paved the ground with blue bricks.
There are rocking chairs lined up under the shed, and on the low table next to it, there are incense, milk tea, snacks and dried fruits.
He squinted his eyes and slumped in the rocking chair.
The breathing is sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, the changes are rapid but surprisingly have a smooth rhythm like flowing water.
In his mind, deep in the fog, as if through frosted glass, a three-dimensional pattern connected by star dots and silk threads kept changing and flickering with Chen Mu's breathing.
After a long while, Chen Mu trembled all over and opened his eyes.
"Three hundred and sixty changes in one breathing cycle. This is probably the limit."
The slight understanding brought by proficiency slowly faded into the mind.
“The breathing method is the index, the gateway, the thread.”
"The divine intention is the core." Chen Mu thought thoughtfully: "The breathing method adjusts the body and mind, just to let people enter a certain special state!"
There were some sayings in the past that different breathing frequencies would put people in different states.
It can either calm the mind and make people more focused, or make people more creative.
Breathing techniques are probably similar, but more mysterious.
“If one day I can directly enter the state, maybe I can get rid of the breathing method.” Chen Mu had an epiphany.
With a thought in my mind, a gray wall appeared before my eyes.
Chen Mu looked at the entry at the bottom.
Mirage Form Training Technique: 1955/10000/Level ;
"At the current speed, I will probably be able to master Armor Soul in four more months."
"Less than one-fifth in more than a month? Tsk tsk... it's so slow!" Chen Mu tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to curl up, and shook his head and sighed.
As soon as he thought about it, a dark substance suddenly rushed forward like black water, starting from the back of his head.
It was like a helmet that stuck closely to the skin, instantly covering Chen Mu's head from all sides, even his hair.
And spread all the way down along the neck.
Chen Mu opened his clothes to check.
The wandering soul only covers up to the shoulders and then loses its strength.
"If we add the other six wandering souls..."
Swish!
The dark force rushed downward rapidly and stopped just below the ribs.
"It seems that it will take less than four months to be able to form a soul..."
"what!"
Chen Mu quickly covered his mouth and said, "Don't laugh, absolutely don't laugh!"
What I have is nothing. Those children from noble families have the blessing of blood and their cultivation speed is even faster!
And he also has a protective aura!
I am just an ordinary person, what is there to be proud of!
You must guard against arrogance and impatience, and learn to control your emotions and desires!
"Well, let's go to Chunfeng Tower tonight. I haven't seen Yutao for a long time. I miss her so much."
……
I was daydreaming.
goo...
A series of cries came from the stomach.
Chen Mu reached out and took the plate of preserved fruits from the low table.
Pick up a 2.0 version of the Bigu Pill, put it in your mouth and chew it.
"It's hard to cultivate courage." Chen Mu shook his head.
Since he started practicing the Cloud Mirage Form Training Technique, his appetite has increased again. He still can't feel full even after eating five meals a day.
“Thanks to Bigu Pills 2.0.”
It has a chocolatey taste, is higher in calories, more nutritious, and more filling.
Two pieces can last a normal person a day, but Chen Mu treats them as candy beans and eats twenty to thirty pieces every day.
"It still needs further improvement." Chen Mu pondered.
It took others decades to cultivate their souls, but he shortened it to five months. With the cultivation of the armor soul, the consumption in the later stage might be even greater.
“I don’t know what the real fasting pill looks like.” Chen Mu thought leisurely.
"Daliang probably doesn't have one."
"How did old man Jie know about the Bigu Pill?" Chen Mu thought thoughtfully.
“Isn’t this old man a local?”
……
"Do you have any fasting pills?"
In the evening, at home in Jingxingfang, Chen Mu put a table full of vegetables and meat on the dining table.
Hand-pulled lamb, honey-glazed barbecue, braised beef, and pots of various meats occupied most of the square table.
"This..." Jiejia frowned and looked at the table full of meat with some hesitation.
"Not tasty?" Chen Mu glared at Jie Jia.
"It doesn't look good."
Chen Mu curled his lips: "I don't have the time to arrange the dishes."
He has a huge appetite now, so the focus of cooking is two things: delicious taste and large quantity.
Jiejia shook his head. Never mind, just eat what you have.
"The pills are not cheap." After swallowing the garlic pork in his mouth, Jie Jia said lightly.
Really? Chen Mu became interested.
"Just one will do."
Jie Jia narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Chen Mu: "You can't imitate it."
Chen Mu chuckled: "I won't imitate you, I won't imitate you."
Just copycat!
Jiejia raised his eyelids three points, his bright yellow eyeballs turned slightly, and he slowly extended a finger.
Chen Mu curled his lips: "I knew that you, an old man, would take advantage of the situation."
Fist-sized black smoke emerged, and a gray cloth bag appeared in front of Jiejia, containing one hundred taels of silver.
Jiejia lowered his head, poked the cloth bag twice with his fingers, then looked up at Chen Mu without saying a word.
Chen Mu was puzzled. What did it mean?
"Not enough." Jie Jia said lightly.
"One... one thousand taels?!"
"Okay!" Chen Mu gritted his teeth and agreed. After all, it was something from overseas, maybe it could be sold in Jiejia.
Jiejia stared at Chen Mu's expression, it seemed...
"Ahem... it's ten thousand..."
"I don't want it anymore!" Chen Mu glared at Jie Jia.
"Then one thousand!" Jie Jia said simply.
Chen Mu looked at Jie Jia with a complicated look.
How come he wasn't surprised?!
"No, you have to create another fake identity for me."
If he doesn't ask for something, he always feels like he's losing out.
"Okay." Jiejia put away the banknote and a faint smile appeared on his face.
It’s not easy to find a sucker.