My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 607 Missing
Half a month later, at night, the Tianhe Dharma Realm connected to the Tianfeng Peak.

This peak is like a spear stuck in the ground, straight and steep, towering into the clouds. Standing on the top of the mountain, it seems that you can touch the stars in the sky with your hands.

At this moment, the rocky top of Jietian Peak was completely flattened and smooth as a mirror. A huge square altar stood in the middle, and Qiu Jinwu, wearing a purple robe, sat cross-legged in the center of the stone platform.

A dark yellow lantern floated beside him, and the faint light shone on his face, which looked like broken porcelain, flickering.

Qiu Jinwu looked down at the thin old man in black lying in front of him, and said with emotion: "Huang Ju, Elder Huang. The last time we met was fifteen years ago."

"At that time, I personally stepped in to assign the best Yunchong lower courtyard of Exoyang Dao to your Huang family. Unfortunately, you are not motivated. More than ten years have passed, and your spiritual orifice has still not been completely refined." Qiu Jinwu shook his head in disappointment.

"In the end, you still have to rely on me for help."

"What? Not convinced?"

"Then guess where Lian Xi got the Yin-Yang Transformation Technique from?" He raised the corner of his mouth and stared at Huang Ju with a smile.

Huang Ju's eyes suddenly widened.

He never thought that Lian Xi would be Qiu Jinwu's man.

This is like treating yourself like a pig, fattening yourself up and then killing you!
Huang Ju's heart was filled with coldness.

"Fifteen years ago, it had only been a few years since you condensed your spiritual power. At that time, I had already completed my Taoist foundation for more than ten years." Qiu Jinwu murmured in a low voice.

"Fifteen years later, you have already become a river cart, but I am still at the perfect stage of Taoism."

"Old Huang, I feel so miserable!" He sighed to the sky.

"If you want to develop your spiritual foundation, you need pure Yang energy. If you want to obtain pure Yang energy, you need to build a fairy platform and cast a spiritual treasure."

“But the method of forging spiritual treasures is controlled by the big sects and old Taoist schools. It’s difficult for us, a small sect, to even meet them!” Qiu Jinwu clenched his fists heavily.

"The Kuiniu Drum Secret Scroll that I bought from the Qianji Sect at a high price can only be considered a spiritual treasure. If I want to cultivate my Yuanshen with that thing, it will take at least two to three hundred years."

"But the lifespan of a Qi-refining master who has achieved perfect Taoism is at most three hundred years. I can't afford to wait." Qiu Jinwu lowered his head and stared at Huang Ju bitterly.

"Fortunately, there is always a way out."

"The Loach Dragon Ball is divided into two balls, water and fire. It is a secret spiritual treasure of the Tianhe Water Palace. As long as I can fully control it, my path to the soul will be smooth!" His eyes lit up, and he trembled with excitement when he thought of the possible future.

"I took the initiative to help you practice the River Wheel before. Now that I'm in trouble, I'm sure you will be willing to help me get the Dragon Ball, right?" He looked at Huang Ju with a smile.

It's your grandma's legs!

You want to kill me!

Huang Ju lay flat on the ground, his eyes wide open, staring at Qiu Jinwu viciously.

"not talking?"

"If you don't say anything, that means you agree!" Qiu Jinwu's face was full of relieved smiles.

You let me talk!
Huang Ju, whose whole body was tightly restrained, could only stare at Qiu Jinwu. His eyes were fierce, and he wished he could pierce Qiu Jinwu's head.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." Qiu Jinwu held a thin needle with golden light flowing in his hand, and began to carve intricate patterns on Huang Ju's forehead as if he was giving a tattoo.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!" He spoke softly through gritted teeth, but his hands moved quickly and accurately, very skillfully.

The white lantern swayed and turned, and the dim light shone on his face, which looked like broken porcelain, eerie and gloomy.

At the edge of the altar, more than a dozen figures of different ages and genders in different clothes can be vaguely seen.

Their eyes were closed, and their heads and faces were all engraved with strange and intricate golden patterns.

At this time, they sat motionless around the altar, like wax figures of the dead.

……

Iceberg cave and wooden house in front of cold pond.

Chen Mu sat on a soft couch covered with thick cotton padding, staring at a black mist half a person's height in front of him.

The Yin Spirit's divine power vibrated and twisted, and strands of silver threads emerged from the fingertips. Following the direction of the fingers, they slowly flowed into the black fog.

Just like sewing clothes, the silver thread pierced through the black fog and sewed itself in the black fog.

After a moment, Chen Mu carefully withdrew his fingers and looked at the silver thread floating in the black mist with a relieved smile.

But before the smile on his face could fully unfold, the black mist suddenly shrank and shook violently as if it were sneezing.

puff!
All the silver threads were sprayed out at once.

The Huangquandu secret ghost pattern that he had worked so hard to condense quickly dissipated, and the smile that had just appeared on Chen Mu's face suddenly froze.

"It's okay, it's okay. A ghost is not a spirit, so the tolerance rate should be higher."

"It's just a secret method that has been passed down thirteen or fourteen times. It's totally acceptable... Bullshit!"

Chen Mu stared at the ghost monster in front of him fiercely, wishing he could smash it to pieces with one punch.

He had anticipated that it would be difficult to teach the ghosts and monsters, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

"Weren't you very arrogant when you were absorbing the blood and essence?"

"There are so many Qi Refiners in the lower courtyard of Yunchong that can be easily dealt with, so why can't I learn a secret method?"

"Idiot! Idiot! You're really bringing shame to the underworld!" Chen Mu cursed angrily.

The black mist spun in a circle, swaying unmoved.

Chen Mu just felt a breath stuck in his chest.

He turned his head and looked fiercely at the back of the soft couch, where five little paper figures were sitting in a row. "After all, you are also ghosts and monsters, so can't you give these younger generations some pointers and make them smarter?"

The five little paper ghosts scratched their heads together, then stood up with a smile on their faces.

It flew to the ghost in a flash, dragging the black smoke with it and began to jump and circle in the air. Its movements were cheerful and erratic, just like the Huxuan dance performed by the girls in Yicui Tower.

Chen Mu: “…”

Well, it looks pretty... But how can it be pretty at all!

I specifically asked you to teach it the secret technique, not to teach it to dance!

Chen Mu waved his hands in frustration, shooing away all the five little ghost paper figures like flies.

He felt the veins on his forehead throbbing, as if someone was playing the piano by grabbing his brain nerves.

What a headache!

Chen Mu pressed his temple tightly and took out a jade bottle as big as a fist.

He flexed and stretched his thumb to flick the cork off, and gulped down a large mouthful of Yangling wine. Heat rose up, and a feeling of tipsiness quickly came over him.

Chen Mu immediately shook his magic power, and his blood flowed faster. The feeling of tipsiness that was about to spread throughout his body immediately dissipated, and was replaced by a refreshing cool airflow.

"Drinking will cause trouble, I dare not indulge in it again." He muttered while rubbing his forehead.

As the cool air flows through the mind, the headache symptoms quickly ease.

After a while, Chen Mu let out a long sigh and came back to his senses.

He could use the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed to teach the ghosts and monsters the secret method, but this method not only consumed the power of the ghost spirit, but also consumed the spirit of the upper fetus. If he taught too many times, he would have a headache.

The ghost monster's consciousness is confused, so he can only rely on himself to actively carve the secret ghost pattern into it.

Also, because souls are in disorder, even if one transfers them personally, the success rate is only one in ten or twelve.

"Fortunately, I have the nourishing spirit wine to prolong my life." Chen Mu was thankful.

Otherwise, with the symptoms just now, it would take half a day to recover, which would definitely delay the construction of the living ghost gate.

"What a good stuff." Chen Mu played with the jade bottle happily.

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According to Gray Wall's feedback, the Soul-Nourishing Wine can nourish the Yuan Ling and strengthen the foundation. He didn't know whether it could nourish the Yuan Ling and strengthen the foundation, but it could indeed repair the damaged Upper Fetal Spirit.

In just a short while, the splitting headache disappeared without a trace.

"continue!"

He put away the jade bottle and grabbed the ghost in front of him, ready to fight to the death.

"No matter what, I will carve you into Huangquandu today!"

……

Chen Mu stayed by the pond all day transforming ghosts and monsters.

The other people on the Pingning went out in batches to hunt exotic aquatic animals.

Although the future is uncertain, the brothers Lei Cheng and Lei Hong have managed to suppress the situation. Everyone is relatively calm and all tasks are progressing in an orderly manner.

But this stability did not last long, and something strange happened.

"Is anyone missing?" Chen Mu looked down at the dark Ruyuan Pond water beside the bottomless pond, frowning slightly, "There are no ferocious beasts within a radius of 700 miles."

"The missing people are the collateral descendants of Elders Zhang and Li. They did not encounter any disaster from strange beasts, but they took the initiative to leave." Lei Cheng shook his head.

Are you so bold?

"How dare they go far away from the Pingning when they are unfamiliar with the place?" Chen Mu was puzzled.

"It's the bloodline that guides them." Lei Cheng said solemnly, "They want to find their own Ningqiao ancestor."

"My brother and I also vaguely felt this guidance. It should be some kind of summoning secret technique based on bloodline."

Chen Mu's expression changed involuntarily: "Are the many Condensation Acupoint Elders of the Goose-Sheep Dao also in this cave?"

"Most likely." Lei Cheng nodded solemnly.

"Where does the bloodline point to?" Chen Mu asked.

"Due north!" Lei Cheng raised his hand and pointed to the entrance of the ice cave.

Chen Mu nodded slightly as if thinking about something, then looked at the two brothers of the Lei family and said with a smile: "Why don't we send some people to scout the way and look for your Lei family's ancestor?"

After all, I am an outsider and cannot be as close to the Lei family as the ancestors. Now that I have the news, I can't stop them from looking for the ancestors.

Moreover……

"If we can find Elder Lei and work together, maybe we can get out of here faster." He smiled and narrowed his eyes.

When Lei Hong heard this, his eyes flickered and hesitant.

Lei Cheng immediately shook his head firmly.

"Don't look for it!"

"Not only can we not find it, we have to leave here as soon as possible!"

"Qiu Jinwu dared to take the initiative without any scruples. The situation of the ancestors of each family is probably not good."

"At this moment, this instruction doesn't seem like a call to action, but more like a sweet trap!"

"Really not looking for it?"

"No!" Lei Cheng shook his head firmly again.

"What about you?" Chen Mu looked at Lei Hong again.

Lei Hong looked at his expressionless second brother, then at the smiling Chen Mu, and shuddered for no reason. He immediately shook his head: "I... I won't look for it either."

"What a pity! I also want to meet the ancestor of your Lei family." Chen Mu shook his head regretfully, and his right hand behind his back slowly closed. The Kuishui Yin Lei that was originally ready to be released was also extinguished in the palm of his hand.

"If possible, we'd better catch the missing guys." Lei Cheng suggested: "If those guys are caught, we can find them by following the clues..."

"Don't be afraid. There are thirty-nine of them and not a single one can escape." Chen Mu smiled as he watched the images transmitted by the Di Ting magical power.

Eight hundred miles away, a group of Qi cultivators were running rapidly in the snow.

Three red lines dropped from the sky, and then quickly passed through from back to front, drawing circles of varying sizes.

Puff puff……

Blood gushed out and heads fell one after another.

The snow-white ground was suddenly dyed red.

"How do you know that thirty-nine of them ran away?" Lei Hong scratched his head by the bottomless pond.

"I just counted the heads." Chen Mu looked at Lei Hong with a smile.

Clicked the head?

Why does this sound so awkward?

Lei Hong glanced at his second brother whose expression remained unchanged, then looked at Chen Mu who was still smiling. His heart suddenly trembled and he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

These people...could they have been killed by this person?!

If I had agreed to go find the ancestor just now, what would have happened...

hiss!
(End of this chapter)