"There should be some kind of monitoring and early warning means..."
Chu Mu looked at the dim puppet in front of him and the small room, thinking silently in his heart.
Although he had no knowledge of the so-called divine descending technique, he knew without thinking that it should be similar to some kind of method of remote control of divine souls.
When separated from remote control, this puppet is a dead object. Maybe the puppet itself has other settings, but there must also be some kind of monitoring or even early warning means that can remotely remind it.
Only in this way can this stronghold be truly foolproof.
but………
Chu Mu looked around the whole room, looking at every place carefully.
A leopard can be seen in the tube. This stronghold is like this, which means that all the strongholds in the Blood Killing Pavilion may use the magic of divine descending to manipulate puppets, so that they can truly hide behind the scenes.
This means that there must be an expert in the Blood Killing Pavilion.
And in this Fengming Mountain black market, the streets are full of puppets...
Is there some connection with the Blood Killing Pavilion?
Chu Mu pursed his lips and fixed his gaze on the card in his hand.
The dark gray card seems to be made of some kind of metal, with faintly visible lines, and the words "Libra Pavilion" are engraved on it.
In the lower left corner, there is a line of small words.
A136.
Judging from what the puppet just said, this card records the location of the reward for the previous owner of the Blood Killing Order who completed the mission.
For him, it was equivalent to accepting a legacy left by the previous owner of the Blood Killing Order.
A... windfall!
Does the man in black robe also know this?
Or maybe the man in black robe was the previous master of the blood killing order, and the news of his murder was just a rumor?
After thinking for a moment, Chu Mu casually put the card into the storage talisman. Chu Mu walked out of the house without staying any longer and headed straight for the Libra Pavilion.
After showing the card, the immortal cultivator from Libra Pavilion verified the authenticity of the card and then led Chu Mu to an underground secret room.
After using the formation token to unlock the door of one of the rooms, he entered a room similar to a bank vault in his previous life.
There are small cabinets surrounded by formation restrictions. The cabinets are numbered in order, and the cabinet No. 116 marked on the card seems to be one of the cabinets.
"Fellow Taoist, you can use the identification card to open the corresponding storage cabinet."
"please!"
The man raised his hand to indicate the direction of cabinet No. 16 and stepped aside.
Chu Mu stepped forward, and the card came into contact with cabinet No. 16. The formation restriction covering it suddenly opened a hole.
The cabinet opened, and a black cloth bag came into Chu Mu's field of vision.
After a brief exploration of his spiritual consciousness, dozens of spiritual stones and a jade bottle came into his mind.
Chu Mu didn't look carefully, put it in his arms, turned around and walked out the door.
The cabinet closed automatically and the formation restrictions were restored. Under the guidance of the man, Chu Mu also walked out of the underground secret room.
Without any obstruction, Chu Mu left the Libra Pavilion.
However, that card was taken back, and in exchange, it was a rich inheritance.
With a huge sum of money and all the necessary preparations for alchemy, it can be said that everything is ready except for the east wind.
But right now, the most serious problem is how to keep these gains and how to save his life.
Chu Mu wandered aimlessly on the street. In less than an hour, he had changed into three different shapes and even changed three sets of clothes in order to avoid accidents.
After wandering around Fangshi for several hours and confirming that he was not being followed, Chu Mu felt a little relieved.
After a few more days, the turmoil in Fangshi gradually calmed down, and the local snakes in Fangshi who were originally chasing him also calmed down.
Chu Mu was still as stable as a mountain, and stayed at ease for several days. He even spent several spiritual stones and quietly extended his stay on the black market.
It wasn't until the fourteenth day that Chu Mu chose midnight to walk out of the Fengming Mountain black market.
The darkness of the night gives people a natural sense of security, and the existence of the Phantom God Mask can cover up the aura of cultivation. In other words, as long as the cultivation level has not reached the level of breaking through the disguise of the Phantom God Mask, the spiritual consciousness can observe Next, he is almost invisible.
In the middle of the night, naked eye observation is extremely limited.
This is true even for cultivators who do not have special secret magic weapons.
Even if he was hunted, Chu Mu felt that with the mystery of the Phantom God Mask, he would have a greater chance of escaping.
As he walked quickly through the mountains, Chu Mu was very careful. Even when he stepped on the ground with his toes, he subconsciously put in some effort to avoid leaving any traces.
If there is the slightest movement, he will hide in the treetops or behind the trees, even holding his breath subconsciously. When the movement dissipates, or when it is confirmed that it has nothing to do with him, he will sneak cautiously again.
He walked with fear all the way, following the moonlight. Even if he stepped out of Fengming Mountain, he never stopped for a moment. He ran all the way, getting further and further away from Fengming Mountain, a place of disorder and chaos.
It wasn't until dawn, when the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on his face, that Chu Mu slowed down a little.
Looking back, there is no trace of Fengming Mountain.
"call……"
Chu Mu took a long breath and looked up at the sky. The late autumn sun brought with it a somewhat comfortable warmth. The haze that had completely shrouded him since he first stepped into Fengming Mountain was at this moment, in this ray of light. Under the rising sun, everything disappears!
Fortunately, I survived the disaster...
Various emotions are also intertwined on the face.
From what he saw and heard in the black market, Chu Mu knew that he was still too reckless during this trip to the black market.
If it weren't for the existence of the Phantom God Mask, even if he had a hundred lives, he would probably be lost in Fengming Mountain!
Even with the mask of the phantom god, he is just a paper tiger, invisible to the light and invisible to others, dancing on the tip of a knife, always in fatal danger.
"The realm of cultivation..."
Chu Mu murmured softly, his eyes fixed on the proficiency of the Fire Art that had just passed the halfway point on the light screen panel for a while, and in the end, he couldn't help but sigh.
The current situation is exactly the same as when he was practicing Qi and Blood in the secular world.
Before there are enough resources to assist, Qi and blood cultivation is also very slow.
Now that I am embarking on the path to immortality, it is also very slow without resources to support my practice.
When he was in the secular world, he chose to study medicine, and thus came into contact with the system of knowing people and medicines. Finally, he created the Dragon Snake Soup, which put his Qi and Blood practice on the fast track.
After entering the world of immortality, it took several years, and after going through the exciting and thrilling black market in Fengming Mountain, he finally completed the transition from worldly knowledge of people and medicine to alchemy in the world of immortality.
The next step is to use spiritual stones to accumulate experience in alchemy and turn Bigu Pill into his source of wealth.
But, where to go next?
Chu Mu looked around and confirmed the approximate location of where he was, silently thinking in his heart... Where will he go next...
Eight thousand more!
(End of chapter)
