"Using human life to make medicine..." Chen Mu's face was uncertain.
"After all, I'm still too soft-hearted!" Chen Mu sighed.
But thinking about the crisis of ghost monsters that might appear at any time, Chen Mu started to get into trouble again.
"How many more Zhu Yi Pavilion secret medicines will be imitated?" Chen Mu's heart moved.
Lingsha Pills and Qingfeng Powder can earn him more than three hundred taels of silver every month.
Using this income to buy the expensive Zu Ming Talisman is really a drop in the bucket.
"Expensive secret medicines are highly profitable, and there are few available." Chen Mu sighed.
There are only secret medicines like Dragon Transformation Pill that can improve your strength. No matter how high the price is, as many as there are will be sold.
"Can't we replace living people with other living beings?" Chen Mu thought unwillingly as he stared at the last paragraph of the Book of Thousand Mountains.
At the very end, there is a scripture of several hundred words.
I know every word, but together they become meaningless gibberish.
He is familiar with this kind of scripture, and it contains the incantation to activate the magic weapon.
"Soul-locking spell?" Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly: "How about practicing this spell first?"
…
Daliang 641, April 16th.
Lin Hengfang, Chen Zhai.
Black smoke billowed under the octagonal pavilion, and a large black iron ingot of watermelon appeared on the stone table.
Chen Mu took a deep breath, and a short sword appeared in his right hand.
laugh!
With an inaudible sound breaking through the air, nine holes silently appeared on the iron ingot.
The area around the hole was scarlet, and the air nearby was slightly distorted by the high temperature.
Chen Mu bent down and looked. The nine holes were transparent from front to back and had been completely pierced by the Hidden Sword.
Chen Mu looked at the gray wall in front of him.
Hidden Blade: 178/10000/Level 4;
"I don't know if the current Hidden Sword can pierce the armor." Chen Mu looked at the ebony dagger with some eagerness to move.
I met Zhuo Yinghai last time.
I tried my best to use Qiankun Strike, but still could only slightly break the opponent's courage.
Now that he has broken through to the third level, he has gained a secret skill called Cloud Piercer.
It can cause the tip of the sword to vibrate at high frequencies the moment the sword is drawn out, thus bringing strong penetrating power.
In addition, the ebony sword was already hard and sharp, and Chen Mu's heart suddenly surged.
His left hand was quickly covered with dark energy. Holding the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword was pointed at the palm of his left hand, and then... Chen Mu put away the Hidden Sword.
"It hurts... I'll try with a wandering master next time."
After staying at home for five or six days, the injury has completely recovered.
The white jade toad training technique that invested a lot of energy has not yet broken through the fourth level.
Hidden Blade, a skill that has been on hold for a long time, has reached the fourth level without any surprises.
The muscles and bones of the whole body have undergone qualitative changes again. The amplitude is similar to that of the White Ape Training Technique.
Physical fitness has improved by less than 10%, but coordination has improved a lot. The force is exerted more smoothly. The power of the hidden sword has been increased several times.
It also comes with the secret skill of piercing the clouds, which greatly improves the piercing power.
…
Putting away the Iron Ingot Hidden Sword, Chen Mu took out two Zuming Talismans and placed them on the stone table.
"One point...two thousand eight hundred taels can stump a heroic man."
Thinking about the ghost he met a few days ago, Chen Mu still has lingering fears.
That's just one person, if you meet a group...
"Two are not enough." Chen Mu's scalp was numb.
He missed Lin Que a little.
The friendly gift from Hall Master Lin of the Jinghong Gang made Chen Mu feel comfortable for a while.
You can rent a house at will, go to Chunfeng Building at will, eat large portions of meat, drink milk from large bowls, and have enough food.
No one is rich without a windfall, so Chen Mu was ready to take action: "Find another victim?"
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head: "The idea of killing people and touching corpses naturally appeared in my mind."
"It's dark to be close to ink..." Chen Mu sighed.
"It's all because of this abominable world! It almost shook my good character!"
Chen Mu quickly warned himself: "I want to be a good person and never take the initiative to cause trouble."
Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief as he continued to give himself psychological hints.
"How about... going to a casino or the black market to show off some of your wealth?"
After a long while, Chen Mu suppressed this tempting idea with firm will.
But a bright light suddenly flashed in his mind: "That Hall Master Lin seems to have given more than just a large sum of money as a gift."
"Dragon Transformation Pill...what is the name of the other pill?
"Liuweibao or Daliwan?"
"Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore."
"Well... let's call it the blue pill."
…
evening.
Jiejia looked at the porcelain bottle in front of him and asked, "What is this?"
"Blue Pill." Chen Mu said calmly.
The well-informed Jie Jia uncorked the bottle and smelled it, his eyelids twitching involuntarily.
"It seems you are really short of money."
The ghost's blue pill, this is the imitation of Jinyang Pill. The fun medicine is in short supply in the Red Boat Hook Bar.
Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu doubtfully: "Didn't you give me all the Jinyang Pills?"
"With your current technology, can you imitate it from memory?"
Chen Mu's face trembled and he said calmly: "Of course!".
Jie Jia looked at Chen Mu with a half-smile but not a smile: "It turns out that it has been imitated a long time ago."
"By imitating this kind of medicine, are you...prepared for any eventuality, or...prepared for any eventuality?" Jie Jia's face was full of meaning.
Chen Mu emphasized expressionlessly: "I want to make it clear that the original reason for thinking about it was to practice medicine."
"Besides, why did I prepare this thing? It's useless!"
The corners of Jie Jia's lips curled up, and he nodded seriously: "Yes, you are just here to practice medicine."
Chen Mu: "..."
"Eat, eat!" Chen Mu quickly got up and went to the kitchen to serve food.
Today he specially stewed a pot of braised pork in a clay pot.
Simmered over low heat for an afternoon, the color is shiny brown and red, the skin and meat are so soft that they break with chopsticks.
After walking out of the kitchen, Chen Mu had already regained his composure.
Turning a blind eye to the unabashed teasing in Jie Jia's eyes
Just a little strange look.
Make money, not shabby.
…
After the meal, Chen Mu brought out sesame cake. Then he took out the warm herbal tea.
Halfway through April, the weather in Nanyang is getting sultry. Drinking herbal tea to dispel fire is the right time.
Chen Mu held the wooden cup, took a comfortable sip of the slightly bitter and sweet herbal tea, and asked calmly: "Must the Zhaodianhong come from a living person?"
Jie Jia glanced at Chen Mu: "Creatures."
"Living people can do it, spirits can do it, and ordinary animals can do it too."
Ghost? Chen Mu suppressed his curiosity and continued to inquire: "Then why does the family insist on employing people?"
"High efficiency." Jie Jia said calmly, "Ten thousand cows and one hundred people, how to choose?"
Chen Mu felt a sudden chill in his heart.
"And some magic weapons must be refined with human souls." Jie Jia added calmly.
Chen Mu was silent.
This world is very hierarchical, and the children of aristocratic families are so superior that they never care about the lives and deaths of ordinary people.
Ordinary people are just their slaves and livestock. In the eyes of those people, a hundred people are certainly not as good as ten thousand cows.
Thinking of the Hualong Pill, Huangya Pill and other pills currently circulating in the world. Chen Mu suddenly felt tense all over.
Regardless of whether they knew it or not, those Jianghu people who swallowed the pill became disgusting.
As for the members of the aristocratic family who are the source of the elixir, it would be no exaggeration to say that they are monsters in human skin.
Only ordinary people have been passively victimized.
"The sorrow of the weak..." Chen Mu sighed.
He couldn't help but think of the heavy fog in Qingshan County.
"I don't want to die in an unknown situation."
After sending Jie Jia away, Chen Mu took out the Thousand Mountains Scripture and began to recite the Soul Locking Curse silently.
Since it can be replaced by three animals and six animals, there is no reason for him to give up imitating the Dragon Transformation Pill.
The sudden attack of ghosts was like a dark cloud shrouding his heart, always making Chen Mu uneasy.
He urgently needs a large amount of Zu Ming Talisman.
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