Chen Mu wiped away the blood under his nose and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.
If it weren't for the severe pain in my chest, I would have laughed.
"Invulnerable, I'll still kill you!"
At this moment, a white shadow came into view.
Chen Mu suddenly turned his head and looked, murderous intent surging.
At some point, a figure wearing a white coat was standing on the opposite wall.
The other person's hair was disheveled and his clothes were messy, obviously dressed in a hurry.
He held a thick-backed machete in his right hand and his eyes were bright.
The eldest young master of the Zuo family—Zuo Sheng!
Facing Chen Mu's murderous gaze, Zuo Sheng's eyelids twitched, he immediately raised his knife, cupped his fists and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Chen!"
Chen Mu was startled and suddenly remembered that this was also one of Sheng Hong's disciples.
Thinking of the cheap teacher who was beaten into a sieve by him, I couldn't help but feel guilty.
There was no timidity on his face at all, and he stared at the other person expressionlessly.
The atmosphere solidified.
Zuo Sheng's scalp was numb from being stared at. He glanced at Qianshan Taoist who was beaten into a sieve, and his heart skipped a beat.
He immediately slowed down his tone, raised his hand and said, "Senior Brother, please excuse me."
Chen Mu nodded expressionlessly.
Then, with Zuo Sheng's curious eyes on his face, he came under the eaves and plunged the bloody dagger into the wall.
Boom!
He pulled out a slightly deformed copper plate from the wall.
Zuo Sheng: "..."
Next, Chen Mu searched around the yard under Zuo Sheng's increasingly weird eyes.
He picked up all the copper plates and pieces of silver that were thrown out by him and flew away by Taoist Qianshan one by one.
Looking at Chen Mu, he looked like he was scratching the ground.
Zuo Sheng really couldn't stand it. He bowed his hands and said goodbye, "Senior brother, please take your time and be busy. Junior brother, I'm disheveled, so I'll take my leave first."
Chen Mu nodded expressionlessly, without looking at the other party.
Wait for Zuo Sheng to jump off the wall.
Chen Mu felt as if his butt was being burned.
Not caring about the broken silver at his feet, he grabbed the bodies of Qianshan Taoist and the white-faced young man, and jumped to the wall in two steps.
He pulled out the dagger stuck in the wall and climbed up the wall.
The two movements of prancing, moving and galloping combined their strength, and after a few jumps, they disappeared into the night in embarrassment.
Almost the moment Chen Mu disappeared, Zuo Sheng jumped on the wall again.
He glanced at the scattered silver and copper plates, and then at the disappearing figure in the distance. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh: "You fooled me."
"What a pity for Qianshan Taoist's treasure..."
"You may not be able to catch up if you chase him, and you won't be sure if he still has a trump card if you fight him..."
"never mind."
Zuo Sheng shook his head.
Looking at the blood on the ground, his face couldn't help but darken.
Why this cheap senior brother of mine is here is unknown.
But Taoist Qianshan must have had bad intentions when he came near his house late at night.
"Move, must move!"
…
Jie Jia walked into the house behind Tianyizhai as usual.
A strong medicinal smell penetrated his nostrils.
Looking up, he saw Chen Mu, who was swollen and fat under the pavilion.
Jiejia frowned: "Did you fight with someone? How were your injuries?"
Chen Mu waved his hands weakly: "I can't die."
That Qianshan Taoist's force value must be a level higher than mine.
He just received a slap in the face, which almost cost him half of his life.
He exploded to the limit again and struck a powerful blow, straining all the muscles in his body.
Now he took a breath and felt pain all over his body.
"Who did it!" Jie Jia said solemnly.
"A round-faced Taoist priest." Chen Mu sighed.
Jie Jia looked murderous: "I'm going to kill him!"
Chen Mu looked delighted: "Free?!"
Jie Jia's eyelids drooped, his expression returned to expressionless, and he slowly sat down under the pavilion. It's like nothing happened just now.
Chen Mu immediately chuckled.
I knew it.
The old guy acted so sincerely, and he really wanted to make money from me!
…
After the meal, the two sat under the pavilion and chatted.
"Is there any martial arts that makes people invulnerable?" Chen Mu asked.
His iron lotus seeds are comparable to pistols.
The round-faced Taoist priest actually blocked it with his flesh palm!
Beside the stone table, Jie Jia was holding a bamboo cup and slowly sipping iced herbal tea with a white wheat straw.
"have."
"Where can I learn?"
Snoring snoring...
Old God Jiejia was sipping herbal tea.
Chen Mu depressedly took out a piece and a half of broken silver and placed it on the table.
Jie Jia pinched it, rolled it into silver beads and put them into his cuffs.
"Didn't your master tell you? Practicing the art of shaping can make people invulnerable." Jie Jia said calmly.
Chen Mu looked at Jiejia suspiciously.
He only knows that there are three levels of changes in body training: tendons, bones, and marrow.
Chen Mu touched the increasingly tough skin.
Along with the changes in muscles and bones, there is an extra layer of special tissue under the skin, and the defense is indeed increased.
But it is difficult to block bullets with bare hands like a round-faced Taoist priest!
Jie Jia rolled his eyes and glanced at Chen Mu. That look was like looking at a country bumpkin.
"Ten years of training, a hundred years of cultivation."
"As long as you develop courage, you will be invulnerable."
Courage? What the hell?
"The person who injured you is not afraid of the sword?" Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu with doubt on his face: "How did you survive?"
Chen Mu: "..."
Not only did I survive, I killed that bastard!
"After you master the art of training, you have a chance to develop a wandering soul."
"Depending on the training technique, a black film like steel armor will appear on certain parts of the skin. Once activated, it can crack mountains and crack rocks, making it invulnerable."
"A master can make the wandering soul roam the whole body, which indirectly makes people not afraid of swords."
Chen Mu was startled.
It was dark last night and he didn't pay attention.
Looking back now, the round-faced Taoist priest's palms were indeed dark.
No wonder he lost half his life after being scanned.
If it weren't for the incense, the consequences would be...
Is this the power of You Po?
"Don't even think about it." Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu and struck.
"If you can master the art of training to a great level, you will never have one out of a thousand."
"If you want to develop courage, you must never leave anything alone."
"It's possible for the training technique to be high enough, but the kestrel training technique..."
"Tsk tsk..." Jie Jia shook his head with a look of regret.
Chen Mu said unwillingly: "Is there no other way?"
Jie Jia rolled his eyes and stared at Chen Mu's left cuff.
"I have a very advanced training technique."
"It's very likely that you will develop courage after changing cultivation." Jie Jia seduced without leaving any trace.
"Really?!" Chen Mu was pleasantly surprised.
"If it's fake, I guarantee it will be replaced!" Jie Jia vowed.
Chen Mu glanced at Jie Jia expectantly: "Credit?"
Jie Jia: "..."
Just stay somewhere cool!
He finally noticed that this little bastard was teasing him again!
Chen Mu happily sipped the iced herbal tea.
Kestrel's training skills are poor?
But he has proficiency plug-ins!
Whether it's bad or not, we have to wait until his liver is at its peak.
…
Send away the depressed Jie Jia.
Chen Mu moved back to the pavilion with difficulty.
I was very excited last night and didn't feel much yet.
Today the injury is completely severe and it hurts every time I move.
"We can't travel long distances like this." Chen Mu thought with a frown.
After killing the round-faced Taoist, he wanted to stay away from Qingshan County even more.
But with his injuries, he couldn't travel far at all.
"Let's keep it first."
With a thought, he called up the gray wall proficiency.
Writing: 1666/10000/second level;
Picture: 1533/10000/Second Order;
Throw: 7553/10000/Level 3;
Kestrel training technique: 4009/10000/Level 3;
Cooking skills: 8926/10000/level one;
Pharmacy: 4852/10000/second level;
Hidden Blade: 816/10000/Level 3;
"Fortunately, I raised the sword in my sleeve to the third level in advance."
"Without Qiankun's blow, the paper man would really be dead!"
