Around the campfire.
Chen Mu raised his right hand in front of his eyes.
Listen!
Buzz!
A fist-sized black ball appeared in the palm of his hand.
With a thought, the black ball suddenly expanded and spread. With Chen Mu as the center, it swept across the dense forest like a breeze.
At the same time, a black and white pattern suddenly appeared in my mind.
At the core of the camp, Song Wuji was resting his mind with his eyes closed, Liang Yi was tinkering with unknown potions, and Mo Wuzhou was practicing with his eyes closed.
Two miles away to the east, there was a long, slowly squirming snake on a large tree.
Five miles away to the south, there was a pig rabbit with most of its body buried in the soil, leaving only two legs kicking around.
In the sky, an owl with a wingspan of one meter flew silently across the sky.
Even Leng Yue Toad hiding underground can be vaguely seen.
After ten breaths, the picture collapsed and disappeared.
"What a secret method." Chen Mu marveled.
"It's just a bit useless."
Being exposed to so many things at once, my brain feels like it’s overloaded with information.
And because there is too much information, after the picture collapses, the memory obtained from the exploration is a bit confusing.
"It seems that Shi Xian has a special talent and is particularly suitable for listening to secret techniques."
Chen Mu glanced at the gray wall.
Listening method: 9653/10000/second level;
"Another secret method that is about to advance." Chen Mu sighed.
The same goes for the last three yin demon-killing techniques. It can be seen that the six Wushan brothers and sisters have worked hard on their respective secret skills.
"The five-mile range is still a bit small."
If you want to supply more than 300 pot-bellied men, the scope of this hunting ground is not enough.
"I won't be able to sleep tonight." Chen Mu shrugged: "Just liver."
…
Two days later, in the evening.
Chen Mu sat by the campfire with his eyes closed.
In the palm of his hand, a fist-sized black ball suddenly appeared, and then quickly disappeared.
Not far away, Lu Ku looked at Chen Mu thoughtfully.
"No wonder he practiced the Concentric Curse so quickly." Yulin stood next to Lu Ku and admired: "Ordinary people will never be able to bear the boring repetition of this kind of machinery."
"Do you think we were wronged?" Lu Ku tilted his head slightly, his meaning unclear.
"I only rested for two hours yesterday, and I haven't started resting yet today."
"Such perseverance is unmatched by us." Wu Ruo said softly from the other side.
Lu Ku couldn't help but remain silent.
Chen Mu, who was considered by the six Wushan brothers and sisters to endure boredom with amazing perseverance, was staring at the gray wall in the void with bloodshot eyes.
rest?
Get some rest!
You only need 82 points of proficiency in the Secret Technique of Listening to advance to the next level, so keep going!
He was like an internet addicted boy, brushing up on skills and experience over and over again.
…
The next day, Chen Mu, who had not slept all night, quietly found Mo Wuzhou.
Without waiting for him to speak, he handed him a small arm-long scroll.
"There is a map of the distribution of nearby ferocious beasts. Please pass it on to the Song Supervisory Academy, Senior Brother." After saying this, he ignored the other party's reaction.
Go straight back to your tent.
He had been suffering for three days in a row. Even though he was physically strong, he was still mentally and physically exhausted.
After a quick wash and something to eat, I went to sleep.
When I woke up again, it was already ten in the afternoon.
There was a commotion in the camp.
Chen Mu got out of the tent and saw a lot of prey as expected. Everyone in the camp was busy dealing with it. A lively scene.
Chen Mu brought out the gray wall.
Listening method: 23/10000/Level 3;
"Third-level listening, the detection range reaches more than ten miles."
"Although we can't make people full, but with reasonable arrangements and wild vegetables and fruits, at least they won't be hungry." Chen Mu felt a sense of accomplishment.
"I don't know what secret method the Song Supervisory Academy can give me." Chen Mu thought expectantly.
He doesn't choose, as long as he can make white jade money.
The secret method of condensation was expensive, so he had to find a new way to make money.
Thinking of this, Chen Mu walked back to the tent and took out the mustard seed charm given by Mo Wuzhou.
The mana touched the mustard talisman, and a large wooden box appeared out of thin air.
After opening it, it was filled with white jade coins.
Chen Mu became more energetic now and counted them carefully one by one.
"Thirty thousand?"
This is far more than nine departures and thirteen returns!
He originally scattered more than 16,000 pieces of white jade.
Unexpectedly, the Song Supervisory Academy returned almost double the amount.
"Song Supervisor is a very particular person!" Chen Mu looked happy.
The big toad swallowed the heroic appearance of Song Supervisor in one gulp. It seems that he cannot share it with others.
…
With food, Song Wuji was there to hold the battle.
The team's journey through the primeval jungle suddenly became less difficult.
A month and a half later, a huge river that stretched beyond sight appeared in front of everyone.
"Finally found Tongtian River." Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
Walking all day long in the deep mountains and forests with no target in sight is too energy-consuming.
Finding Tongtian River is one step closer to Tianhe Water Palace.
After walking along the river bank for a while and finding a relatively flat area, Song Wuji ordered everyone to set up camp.
Early the next morning, Chen Mu avoided everyone and found Mo Wuzhou.
As usual, hand him a scroll.
"Junior brother's secret skills are becoming more and more sophisticated." Mo Wuzhou unfolded the scroll and looked at the map with a wider scope and more detailed content, his words were full of admiration.
"It's just some small tricks." Chen Mu smiled: "It's not as good as Senior Brother Mo's secret technique to communicate with the gods."
"We don't know how long we're going to be here."
"The prey in the nearby dense forest is not enough to sustain us for long."
"But the Tongtian River is rich in aquatic products, and you can fish for food."
"I have made some medicinal bait here, which is suitable for trapping miscellaneous fish. Senior brother can send someone to try it." After saying that, he handed Mo Wuzhou a mustard seed charm.
"Junior brother has thought carefully." Mo Wuzhou took it.
Chen Mu hesitated for a moment and asked his doubts.
"How should we get to Tianhe Water Mansion? Is it possible to build our own ship?"
Mo Wuzhou's face was expressionless, but there was a smile in his words: "Junior brother, there is no need to worry. The prison hospital has a way to summon Tsushima."
Chen Mu raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Is there such a way?
"The purpose of Tianhe Shuifu's jade boat is to take people to Shuifu."
"Ordinary people can only wait in a fixed place."
"But if you give enough white jade money, you can also get the token to summon the Tsushima ship."
"Our prison is an expert in condensation skills. Tianhe Water Mansion will give away several tokens of this kind every year."
Chen Mu was stunned.
To ordinary people. Tsubasa-bune is a bus.
But as long as you give enough money, Tsushima can also be a taxi.
For people like Song Jian Yuan who are experts in condensation, Chuzhou is a free special car.
Hey! interesting.
"It's just that the Tongtian River is too vast, and it's still unknown how long it will take the boat to arrive."
"I was still worried about food before. But with Junior Brother's bait, it won't be a problem." Mo Wuzhou cupped his hands and thanked him.
Chen Mu waved his hand: "It's our job."
Whether he does well or not is related to what secret skills he can obtain. How could Chen Mu not be concerned about it.
…
I thought I would be able to wait for the Tsushima ship soon.
But this wait actually lasted more than twenty days.
This morning, a spray of water suddenly exploded on the Tongtian River, which was calm and seemed to have no trace of movement.
A huge white creature with ferocious spikes rushed out of the water.
Everyone in the camp couldn't help but stop and watch.
Then there was cheering.
Chen Mu also put down his guillotine for chopping firewood, leaning on the handle of the knife and looking at the Tsushima ship with joy.
Although there is no shortage of food and drink in the campground.
But there is just no shortage of food and drink.
Even though Chen Mu was well prepared, he still had to survive in the wild for nearly two months.
Various living supplies cannot be replenished, and the quality of life drops rapidly.
Some people in the camp even turned into beggars’ clothes.
"I have to go to Hongxiufang to see everything, um... no, I have to go and have a good meal!" Chen Mu stared at Tsushima, his eyes shining.
(End of chapter)
