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I'd better continue to make money by refining pills.
……
After that, Chen Mu entered a regular schedule and steadily gained experience.
I use the Soul-Nourishing Mantra to nourish my body every day, and in my spare time I refine a few batches of pills to keep my hand feeling.
He spent most of the day practicing the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Technique, and at night he went to remote forests to study the art of escape.
He can now fly freely, and it is more like flying for fun than practicing.
After returning, he went into Linglong Taoist Temple to recover his magic power. When he went to bed, it was still far from midnight.
According to the time in the previous life, it was at most half past ten.
Chen Mu ate well, slept enough, and practiced martial arts happily. He was so immersed in it every day that he didn't even notice the passage of time.
……
A month later, the weather gradually turned colder.
Chen Mu’s cave residence, inside the alchemy room.
He sat peacefully on the couch.
He raised his right hand slightly, and a pale green knife light flashed in the air.
Three hundred and sixty arm-length air blades floated densely in front of him, like a school of fish swimming slowly.
When they collide with each other, they will turn around and disperse quickly due to stress.
"It's a pity that it's only level five." Chen Mu looked at the gray wall with regret.
Three Yin Slaughtering Hex: Extreme;
In more than a month, the demon-killing technique advanced two levels.
Although it is one level higher than ordinary secret techniques, it has also reached its limit.
"The method of listening carefully is just an exception after all." Chen Mu shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
Staring at the grey wall, my heart was quickly filled with a sense of accomplishment.
"Another skill has been maxed out."
"Cool!"
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 321 Misty Mountain
As time goes by, the weather gets colder
One morning, Chen Mu woke up and found that snowflakes were falling on Yuquan Mountain.
"Isn't it the Snow Demon Qingliu again?"
Without waiting for him to activate the seven souls to return to their origin for verification.
The concentric rope above the head vibrates first.
Still happy?
Chen Mu understood.
This fat guy was also an eyewitness to the Pengyue Mountain Incident, and he must be feeling nervous right now.
"What's the matter?" Chen Mu cast the same heart spell to communicate with each other, and the indifferent Gongsun Sheng came online.
"Sir, can you make another batch of Mu Linglang?" Shang Huan asked cautiously.
It’s not for the snow demon?
"Reason." Chen Mu didn't rush to reject it.
"Three similar instruments and talismans for investigation have appeared in the lower house, and they are very expensive."
"If we launch Mu Linglang now, it won't attract anyone's attention."
Chen Mu couldn't help but feel moved.
Since there is no risk, it is of course good to get a little more white jade money.
Because he is too poor, he doesn’t even dare to buy clothes!
"Yes." Chen Mu said calmly.
Then he reminded as if he had thought of something, "If you buy Mu Linglang, you will get the recipe for the Soul Attracting Juice for free. You must not hoard the Soul Attracting Juice."
It's okay to sell magic tools once, but if it's a long-term business, the profit will be too great and it will definitely make people jealous.
"Yes." Shang Huan's voice was full of regret.
Chen Mu couldn't help but roll his eyes. Fortunately he gave extra instructions, otherwise this fat guy would really want to do this!
He immediately cut off the synesthesia.
A Mu Linglang earns seventy or eighty white jades.
If you make one hundred of them every month, you can get nearly ten thousand white jades.
The number of people in the Yuquanshan Villa is increasing, and the General Affairs Council's Inspection Office is expanding again and again.
With such a huge population base, maybe we can earn enough white jade to buy the secret method of Ningqiao in just one year!
And because he has similar magical weapons, Mu Linglang will not attract attention.
It earns a lot of money and is safe. What a great project.
As long as Shang Huan doesn't cause any trouble, everything will be fine.
Will Shang Huan cause any trouble?
This... this is so hard to say!
……
Yuquanfang at the foot of the mountain.
The small shop Qiwutang is in the main house in the backyard.
"Why didn't you ask about the snow demon?" Old Hao looked nervous.
"Mr. Gongsun agreed to help me be Mu Linglang! Haha!" Shang Huanle's little eyes narrowed into a line.
"You don't even know whether you can save your life, and you're still thinking about making money?!" Mr. Hao was furious.
"What Fat Brother means is that Mr. Gongsun thought there was no problem, so he agreed to make Mu Linglang." A bald little fat man in his twenties with fair skin said with a smile.
"Tsk tsk...Uncle Hao, I haven't heard that smoking causes headaches, right?"
"Look at Jia Tian." Shang Huanle teased.
"Go!" Old Hao also reacted, glared at Shang Huan, and refilled his pipe with a new cigarette.
……
After chatting for a while, Shang Huan stopped chatting and frowned, thinking: "We should think about how to open up the situation."
"Liang Yi Mirror, Blood Gu Eyes, and Heaven Vision and Earth Hearing Talisman, these three objects for investigation have been approved."
"If you don't think of a good solution, Mu Linglang won't be easy to sell."
"That depends on who you sell it to." The bald fat man Jia Tian smiled.
"What does Young Prince Jia think?" Shang Huanle asked with a smile.
"People from our side can come to Yuquanfang and buy the Liangyi Mirror at will."
"But what about those unorthodox ways that are being chased like rats crossing the street?" Jia Tian said meaningfully.
"Good idea!" Shang Huan's eyes lit up.
"Don't mess around." Old Hao quickly stopped them.
"What if those evil ways get Mu Linglang and turn against us?"
"Those people are rats, running around everywhere."
"With Mu Linglang as eyes, it will be even harder to be discovered."
"When will this fight in Yuquan Mountain end?" Old Hao glared at the little bald-headed Jia Tian.
"Haha! I just have to make sure it never ends!" Shang Huan slammed the table and laughed.
"Where there is fighting, there is consumption. Where there is consumption, there is money to be made!"
Jia Tian also became excited.
"For the greater good, we even have to help the weaker side!"
"We will sell them magic tools, talismans, and fasting pills, whatever they need. We want them to do their best to pester us."
"The longer we fight, the more we earn!"
The two fat men, one big and one small, looked at each other, and their eyes almost lit up.
"confidant!"
"Fellow traveler!"
"Ha ha!"
Chen Mu quietly connected with synaesthesia: "..."
I just fucking know it!
Try your best to pester?
The longer you stay, the more money you earn?
These two are definitely warmongers!
Through Shang Huan's eyes, Chen Mu looked at the bald fat boy unkindly.
With these two, it’s hard not to cause trouble!