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"It would be great if the divine fetus could be more perfect." Chen Mu thought to himself.
When the divine fetus is perfected and the origin is strengthened, the power of the Yin spirit will surge. Maybe he can complete the transfer in one go.
"Do you have any better secret method to trace the origin of the divine fetus?" Chen Mu looked at Shen Yan with a smile.
“Even in Fengdu City, at least 80% of the Yin spirits in the Divine Embryo Realm have cultivated through the Peaceful Heart Sutra.” Shen Yan glanced at Chen Mu.
"Ping Xin Jing is best at tailoring to individual needs. The higher the potential, the more weak water can be leveraged, and the faster the divine fetus can be cultivated."
"You dislike the slow training speed? Haha..." Shen Yan glanced at the bumpkin and glanced at Chen Mu: "That's your own fault!"
Hey!
Has this old man been angry recently? Why is he so arrogant?!
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 465 Carrying the Mountain
At the edge of the mountains, at the foot of a small hill.
After watching Bai Qing and more than a dozen auxiliary soldiers disappear into the mountains, Chen Mu withdrew his gaze.
In the past two days, he has sent out five or six search teams like Bai Qing.
There is no requirement to find the person, just some clues will be enough. The specific tracking will be done by him and Shen Yan.
However, it has only been two days since the staff were released, and there has been no response yet.
Coming back to his senses, Chen Mu disappeared into the breeze and in the blink of an eye he arrived at the top of the hill. A square box-like clay bungalow appeared before him.
Shi Dechun was leading a few people to weed, move stones, and repair and level the open space in front of the house.
Chen Mu did not plan to run around, so he chose this hill as his temporary base. The square box-shaped bungalow was the observation post he prepared.
The sudden collapse of the Hai Camp still left him a little confused and he had no idea what exactly happened.
He learned his lesson and planned to let Old Man Shi lead a few auxiliary soldiers with sharp ears and eyes to stay here permanently. He didn't ask them to find out much useful information, but just make sure they didn't miss some major changes.
Chen Mu turned his head and looked towards the mountainside again.
Hundreds of Yin spirits from the Cai Yuan tribe were cutting wood and digging the earth there. They had cleared a piece of open space nearby, and neatly cut logs with branches removed were piled up into a small hill, and half-human-high clay sculptures were neatly arranged.
There are three thousand ghosts, a large number of them, and Chen Mu has no time to help them build houses.
There happened to be quite a few auxiliary soldiers from the Construction Department, who were good at building various barracks. There was also a bricklayer who was said to be proficient in building wooden buildings, and he was also put to use this time.
The pile of wood and earth on the open ground was the materials they had prepared. As long as Chen Mu opened the gate and swallowed into Qiandeng City, these auxiliary soldiers would build the barracks by themselves.
Let Chen Mule relax as he pleases.
Besides, with so many people gathered together, we have to do something to direct their attention. If we leave them too idle, something might happen.
……
In a mountain stream that looks like a line of sky.
There were many deep holes dug out on the dark rock cliffs on both sides. In a rock cave as big as two bedrooms, white soul-guiding lanterns were hung on the walls, illuminating the dark cave.
There was a large stone chair deep in the cave, and Hu Cheng, the chief general of the Yinfeng Division of the Auxiliary Battalion, dressed in gray, was sitting on the stone chair.
He had half-white hair and was short and skinny. At the moment, he was carefully checking the book of materials. Rather than being a general, he looked more like an accountant.
At this time, Lu Jiuxing, the chief of the Medicine and Stone Department, dressed in a black outfit with silver threads, rushed in.
"Good news, great news. I sensed the breath of the Ghost Gate. Although it was only fleeting, I was able to roughly determine the direction."
He has been dealing with the Huangquan Tribe for many years and is very familiar with the energy of the Ghost Gate, and can detect the breath of the Ghost Gate at the first opportunity.
"And then?" Hu Cheng asked calmly without even raising his head.
"Of course we have to go look for it. Once we find it, we can return to the headquarters!" Lu Jiu looked confused.
"The military supervisor is missing, 100,000 ghost soldiers have suddenly disappeared, and the commander Lan Zhang is also missing. Have you ever thought about why?" Hu Cheng flipped the pages of the book in his hand without even looking at Lu Jiu.
"Wasn't it a sneak attack by the water ape?" Lu Jiu was a little confused.
"Do you believe it?" Hu Cheng lowered his head, rolled his eyes, and glanced at Lu Jiu.
"I believe it." Lu Jiu said as a matter of course.
Hu Cheng: “…”
Forget it, there is no point in arguing with a big fool. If this guy wasn't stupid, I wouldn't have brought these people from the Medicine Stone Department.
"You can sense the gates of hell. I have the Yinfeng Flag in my hand, so I can naturally sense the soul-calling banner." Hu Cheng said calmly.
"But don't you think about whether there is any danger there?"
"General Lan and Shen Jianjun can't fight against it, so how can we compete with it?"
"If you want to retrieve the soul-calling banner and the Ghost Gate, you must first have enough strength." Hu Cheng snorted coldly.
Lu Jiu grinned and scratched his head: "What should we do then?"
"Take a look at this scroll of scriptures first." Hu Cheng handed over a brown-yellow animal skin scroll.
"The Book of Danshan?"
"Yes, a method to adjust the Qi and gather the power of Yin spirits."
"I checked the origins, and I'm afraid this was done by General Lan Zhang."
"Our General Lan is extremely talented and intelligent, rarely seen in a century. He has only been in charge of the Soul-Calling Banner for a few years, but he has already understood its mysteries." Hu Cheng said with emotion.
"This sutra borrows the method of the soul-calling flag, using a human being as a mountain to replace the soul flag, gathering everyone's strength to carry the mountain, which is quite mysterious."
"With it, we can fight and run, and this way we can be invincible." Hu Cheng pointed at the animal skin scroll and couldn't help but smile on his thin and gloomy face.
……
Thousand Lights City, in the small courtyard.
Throughout the morning, Chen Mu was catching weak water and cultivating and perfecting the prototype of the spirit.
At noon, as the power of the one thousand Yin spirits was gradually exhausted, Chen Mu had to stop the Peace of Mind Sutra.
Waving his hand to let Hong Xiu take everyone down to rest, Chen Mu glanced at the shining divine fetus with satisfaction, lay down in the rocking chair, and asked Shen Yan about the way back to the underworld.
Shen Yan, who had just finished loosening the soil in the vegetable garden, shook off the dirt on his trouser legs and said calmly: "The best way is naturally to recruit many ghosts and use the Jade Gate Mantra to jointly sacrifice the Ghost Gate. As long as the level of sacrifice is deep enough, you can call them back from a distance."
"With the Ghost Gate, it may be difficult for us to return to the underworld, but we can easily return to the main camp of Jiugu City." Shen Yan said lightly.
Chen Mu nodded slightly: "What else?"
"The other thing is to go to the Yinfeng tribe and find a way to tell Hu Cheng about the Yumen Curse."
"In this way, we can also summon the Ghost Gate and return to the main camp or the underworld smoothly." Shen Yan spread his hands and did not hide it.
"But we can't find the Yinfeng tribe now. Even if we find it, how are you going to give me the Yumen Curse? Will you let me out of Qiandeng City?" Shen Yan glanced at Chen Mu.
Chen Mu pulled up both corners of his mouth, revealing a polite smile.
Shen Yan rolled his eyes, looking as if he had known this would happen.
"The Yumen Curse is the core ritual of Ghost Gate. In the entire Haizi Camp, I am the only one who knows the detailed spell."
"Hu Cheng is timid and cautious. He would not dare to touch anyone he randomly sends over unless he has thoroughly investigated the person's soul and spirit."
Chen Mu thought for a moment and continued to ask, "What if neither of them works?"
"The only thing we can do is to capture a large number of monsters and sacrifice their blood to the underworld, and with the help of the power of the Wangchuan River, we can artificially activate the Huangquan Ferry to cross the void and return to the underworld."
"But without the protection of Ghost Gate, the movement process is extremely dangerous. The landing point after entering the underworld is also uncertain. It is possible that we will fall directly into the depths of the Forgotten River."
"This sounds really dangerous." Chen Mu's face was solemn.
Afraid of danger?
Then find someone quickly and practice the Yumen Mantra intensify!
Shen Yan's face was calm, but he couldn't help feeling happy in his heart.
As long as he could lure the Ghost Gate here, with his years of practice to get to the depth of the Ghost Gate, as long as the little bastard in front of him was a little careless, he would have the opportunity to use the Ghost Gate to move into the void and completely escape from his control!
Moreover, Lan Zhang was no longer a pure ghost, and the Soul Summoning Banner was probably out of his control. Now that Ghost Gate and the Soul Summoning Banner were restraining each other, recalling Ghost Gate would also recall the Soul Summoning Banner.
Lan Zhang rebelled, and I was responsible for my poor supervision. But as long as I bring these two ghost weapons back to the city lord, I will have done a good deed without any fault!
"So..." At this time Chen Mu looked at Shen Yan with a questioning expression on his face.
"So you need to find more evil spirits and practice the Yumen Mantra at the same time to prepare for the in-depth sacrifice to the Ghost Gate." Shen Yan tried hard to suppress the eagerness in his heart and spoke calmly.
"That makes sense." Chen Mu nodded.
Then he stood up and called on the more than one thousand ghosts gathered outside the courtyard to chant the Three Paths Mantra at the same time.
He sat down in the rocking chair and recited the Peace of Mind Sutra slowly.
Shen Yan's face twitched.
Are you listening to me?
I want you to practice the Yumen Mantra, the Yumen Mantra!
What does it mean when you practice the Peace of Mind Sutra?
That thing is a slow and painstaking process. What's the point of practicing for a day or two? !
Shen Yan was furious, but in order to prevent his thoughts from being exposed, he had to keep a calm face, and for a moment he felt so angry that his chest ached.
Chen Mu had closed his eyes and was concentrating on guiding Ruoshui, so he naturally had no idea what Shen Yan was thinking.
He did think that what Shen Yan said made sense.
But I can’t help but think that Ping Xin Jing is so entertaining!
More than three thousand Yin spirits accelerated their speed, and the completeness of the divine fetus increased visibly.
The embryonic form of the Godhead shines brightly every day, like a guiding light.
The sudden increase in the total amount of Yin spirit power that he personally experienced made him unable to stop.
Yumen Mantra?
A little spell...