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A few days ago, in order not to waste the condensed water of the Forgotten River, he used it to assist in the practice of the Flying Flame Sutra.
As a result, he unexpectedly discovered that although he was practicing the Feiyan Sutra, the secret method Huangquan Yin inexplicably gave him some extra experience. At that time, he guessed that the Feiyan Sutra might be able to assist in the practice of Huangquan Yin.
Several subsequent attempts also confirmed this.
But before, in order to extinguish the rioting green flame in time, he would only let the green flame cover his right palm. Each practice took six or seven hours. It was indeed safe, but it took too long. In order to improve efficiency, this crazy experiment was carried out.
"It is indeed dangerous, but after all, it is only the true form of the Heavenly Demon. As long as the flesh and blood body is not damaged, it can recover quickly."
"Prepare enough water from the Wangchuan River and store enough Jade Dew in advance, and you can quickly gain experience points for Huangquan Yin."
Thinking of this, Chen Mu couldn't help but smile.
……
The next day, the sky was slightly bright.
Chen Mu crawled out of the ground. Everyone in the barracks was still asleep, but there was some movement outside the barracks.
Not long after, the sound of drums like muffled thunder came from deep in the camp, and the soul-calling flag rose into the air as usual, carrying many ghost soldiers to fly towards the blood river to hunt water apes.
Everyone withdrew their gaze as usual, some continued to sleep, and some gathered together to chat.
The leader of the Flame Tribe was moving, and the Yin soldiers had not returned from hunting, so they had nothing to do and had to kill time on their own.
Chen Mu returned to the barracks and continued to ponder the Huangquan Yin. He did not stop practicing until noon.
He walked out of the barracks, strolled around the camp, stretched his body a little, and prepared to follow the Yanxing tribe to the blood river. But after waiting for a long time, he still didn't see the ghost soldiers return.
"Something is wrong." Shi Dechun came close to Chen Mu: "In the past, at this time, the ghost soldiers would have already returned. Today..."
"It's not just today that something is wrong." Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.
The time of return of the ghost soldiers was uncertain, but generally it was getting later and later. And there were more and more water ape corpses on the battlefield. This showed that the Blood River was becoming more and more dangerous.
"Do you know how to get to Huangquan Tribe?" Chen Mu asked.
The Huangquan Tribe is also an auxiliary force and does not need to leave the camp. Every day they only need to condense the water of the Wangchuan River and maintain the bottomless pool in the southwest corner of the camp where they deal with the corpses of water apes.
"Difficult!" Shi Dechun had already done the investigation for him.
"It is said that to cast a spell, at least one cauldron of water from the Forgotten River must be drawn. And the total amount of water from the Forgotten River condensed in one day must reach ten cauldrons."
"These two are the minimum standards for entering the Huangquan Department. They are extremely difficult."
"There is a person in our B3 Banner who can condense the water of the Forgotten River. Unfortunately, he only managed to condense the Nine Cauldrons and failed the assessment at the City Lord's Mansion, so he was arranged to join our B3 Banner of the Flame Tribe." Shi Dechun looked regretful.
Is there such a capable person?
"Where is that person?" Chen Mu was curious.
"Here! That's the skinny old man who hosts the gambling show in the barracks across the street."
Chen Mu couldn't help but frown. It was just one more cauldron away. Wouldn't it be possible to accomplish it by practicing for a few more months?
"Doesn't he want to transfer to the Huangquan Department?"
"He dreams about it, but unfortunately..." Shi Dechun shook his head: "Unfortunately, he is too young!"
ha?
That skinny old man with snow-white hair and wrinkled face?
He is still young?!
"For any ghost that has not mastered the magical power of ghost patterns, the total amount of divine power can only be accumulated over time. He has only been in the underworld for eighty-three years. Young! Young! Too young!" Shi Dechun shook his head repeatedly.
Listen to what nonsense you are saying.
An eighty-three-year-old ghost dares to call himself young?!
Chen Mu couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Shi Dechun looked puzzled: "A ghost can easily live past two hundred, and eighty-three is not even half of that, so of course he is considered young!"
Chen Mu: “…”
So, humans have limits. Can stopping being a human immediately increase your lifespan?
Fine……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 443 Plot
The blood-red sun was setting in the west, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the auxiliary troops of the Yanxing Tribe rushed to the Blood River at the urging of the general flags.
A strong smell of blood and burning hit me in the face, and the billowing smoke could be clearly seen from miles away.
In addition to the giant red-eyed water apes as tall as buildings, there were also many giant corpses three to five meters tall on the battlefield.
Some of these giants are covered with scales, some have multiple hands but one eye, and some have horns on their heads. Although they are generally similar to humans, they all look strange and different.
The more Chen Mu looked, the more frightened he became.
He suddenly discovered that his state after being possessed by the five ghosts was extremely similar to those giants!
"So many ghost soldiers died. This is a big deal!" Shi Dechun's face turned pale and his voice trembled.
These giants are Yin soldiers, Yin soldiers who have trained ghost patterns? !
Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.
The giant transformed by the five ghosts possessing him is actually some kind of evil soldier?
He stared at the broken giants without blinking.
At this moment, thick black smoke was floating out from the giant. As the black smoke rose into the sky, its body gradually became transparent until it disappeared without a trace.
After a while, Chen Mu took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.
The five ghosts who possessed the body were actually five ghost paper figures, which were originally made of ghosts. Judging from the memory of the Forgotten River, the ghosts were a variant of ghosts. Both were created by ghosts, so it was not impossible that they had similarities.
Even so, he still had many questions in his mind.
The inheritance of the Five Ghost Bags is recorded in the Qianshan Sutra, a long-standing and widely circulated unorthodox scripture. The scripture has long been incomplete, and only fragments have been passed down to the world, and most of the secret methods recorded are weird and evil. He did not expect that such an unorthodox scripture would involve the underworld.
"If I have the chance to return to the mortal world, I will definitely go find out what's going on."
……
The next day.
B3 Flag Camp.
Chen Mu sat against the wall and looked out of the barracks through the wide open window. Many auxiliary soldiers were gathered in twos and threes, talking and chatting in low voices with worried looks on their faces.
Not long after, Shi Dechun walked quickly into the barracks and went straight to Chen Mu.
"I found out that yesterday our Haizi Camp's commander, General Lan Zhanglan, found the Red-Eyed Water Ape's core water palace."
"During the assault, the aquatic apes put up a fierce resistance, which resulted in the deaths of a large number of Yin soldiers."
Chen Mu understood: "Have you conquered the Water Palace?"
"I'm afraid not." Shi Dechun shook his head.
"General Lan has ordered a rest and preparation for war, and will set out again in three days."
"We are well prepared this time and there is a high probability that it will succeed," Shi Dechun said excitedly.
Chen Mu was not so optimistic.
"The Yin soldiers are resting, and the Red-eyed Water Apes are gathering. The final outcome is still uncertain."
"If we can win in one battle, it will be fine. But if it becomes a protracted war, we will be the ones in trouble."
"The Hai Camp is protected by a secret method and is as solid as a rock. Do those red-haired monkeys dare to attack the camp?" Shi Dechun wondered.
"Even rabbits bite when they are cornered."
"Even if they don't dare to attack the main camp, doesn't Hai dare to attack us auxiliary soldiers?"
"If a few of them jump out while we're carrying the ape's corpse, it would be enough to cause us heavy casualties!"
Shi Dechun's face also became solemn.
……
In the afternoon.
There are several rows of stone bungalows on the west side of the Hai Camp, which belong to the Hai Camp’s military equipment department. All secret magic weapons and medicines are exchanged from here.
In a stone house.
"One cauldron of Forget River water is worth five military merits." A young man in his twenties dressed in black said without raising his head from behind a wooden counter half a person's height.
Aren’t there three military merits?
This is different from the price he had inquired about before.
Chen Mu frowned slightly, but still took out the ghost face bronze medal.
The battlefield was becoming more and more dangerous. If he wanted to improve Huangquan Yin and transfer to Huangquan Division as soon as possible, he could only take the risk of using Feiyan Sutra for assistance.
But this would require a vast amount of water from the Forgotten River, and he could not condense it fast enough, so he could only exchange it with the Armament Department using his military merits.
Thanks to Brother Hong Xiu's generous gift, the secret method of Huangquan Yin did not use any military merits, so the more than 3,000 military merits he had accumulated were not used at all and were of great use at this moment.
The young man in black reached out and took the bronze plate, activated his Yin spirit power, made a few gestures with his hands, and then pushed it to Chen Mu again.
Along with it was a pebble, which was the size of an egg, blue-gray in color, slightly flat, and covered with silver lines.
This is……
"You've never seen the Forgotten Stone?" The young man in black glanced at Chen Mu and said without surprise, "There is a curse power sealed inside. When you go back and activate it with the power of the Yin Spirit, you can summon a cauldron of water from the Forgotten River."
The Forgotten Stone? The Yin-Yang version of the Talisman?
Chen Mu raised his eyebrows and played with the blue-gray stone curiously.
After all, I still know very little about the underworld.
The Five Ghosts Bag is not easy to use casually, and the Air Food Bag is too small. Before coming here, he was afraid that the volume of water in the Forgotten River was too large to be transported secretly, so he planned to buy only one cauldron.
Now...