My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 643 Nine Lives

The weather is getting colder.

Just over ten days had passed and snowflakes had already begun to fall around Qingqiu Mountain.

But even in freezing cold weather, peach blossoms are still in full bloom on the peach trees all over the mountains.

That day, Chen Mu walked slowly on the stone steps on the cliff against the howling cold wind.

Not long after passing the Demon-Snatching Needle that looked like a pillar reaching the sky, the Wanjing Cave came into view.

……

"Hello, Elder Hu." Inside the Wanjing Cave, Chen Mu came to the counter at the door, clasped his fists and bowed with a smile.

"Chen Mu?" Hu Buwei looked up and asked in confusion.

Chen Mu couldn't help but feel surprised. He was just a small Taoist soldier, but how could he be remembered so clearly by this reclusive elder?

"It is such an honor for me that Elder Hu still remembers me." He said tentatively.

Could this black-hearted old man have some conspiracy?

"After all, it's the injustice that is willing to spend three thousand three hundred white jades... Ahem, the master is the employer."

"Of course it's worth remembering." Hu Buwei said calmly.

You want to say that I'm being taken advantage of, right?

Damn old man!

"Tell me what you want from me." Hu Buwei said calmly.

Chen Mu suppressed the urge to hit the old man in the face and asked respectfully: "I want to know, besides Moli Silver, are there other materials that can be used to refine Peach God?"

"You're dreaming." Hu Buwei said calmly.

If you don’t want to say anything, then don’t say it. Why is he cursing at me?

"Of course, you can also steal the Peach God from other people." Hu Buwei encouraged lightly.

"Do you have a way to train someone else's Peach God into your own?" Chen Mu's eyes lit up.

"I was fooling you, and you really believed it?" Hu Buwei raised his eyebrows, with an expression that said, "How dare you be so bold?"

Chen Mu: “…”

Aren't you really afraid of being put in a sack secretly?

"I won't tease you anymore." Hu Buwei smiled.

"Instead of thinking about refining Peach God more, you should focus on practicing the Nine Lives Tribulation Technique," he suggested mysteriously.

"The Nine Lives Division Technique comes from the life-saving magical power of gods and demons. Although it cannot give you nine lives, if you practice it to a high level, it is very likely to give you half of your life."

"Are you not lying?" Chen Mu was suspicious.

Could it be that this old man wants to trick me away as quickly as possible?

"The more proficient you are in the art of dividing the calamities, the closer the connection between you and Lord Tao will be, and the more calamities they can share with you."

"Originally I could only share 10% or 20%, but maybe I can split it with you in half by then." Hu Buwei explained seriously.

"You go back and practice well. As long as you get the true meaning of the secret technique, you can definitely save half your life!" He promised solemnly.

Is there such a good thing?

Chen Mu was overjoyed.

Originally, I came here to ask for a replacement for Moli Silver because I was unwilling to give up. I didn't expect that the Nine Lives Division Technique itself would have such a surprise.

If you practice to a high level, you can gain the essence of the secret technique?

I am familiar with this matter.

Isn't it just about experience?

let's go!

He immediately clasped his fists in thanks and turned to leave.

……

"Are you in such a hurry to get rid of him? Is there something wrong with this person?" Inside the Wanjing Cave, Hu Buwei asked the Nine-headed One hidden in his eyes.

"I am giving you eleven primordial energies. Do you dare to accept them?" Jiushou asked back.

"What, do you want to take over my body?" Hu Buwei raised his eyebrows.

"Look, you don't dare." Jiushou said helplessly: "But that guy just now dared."

"Not only did he dare to absorb it, he was able to successfully swallow and digest it without any abnormalities occurring."

"Were your disappeared origins intercepted by this person?" Hu Buwei was shocked.

Where did this ruthless man come from, and why is he hiding among the Taoist apprentices of Baihuan Sect?

"This must be a demon in human skin, otherwise it would not be able to devour so much of my essence energy." Jiushou was certain.

"It could also be that some highly skilled Qi-refining master wants to infiltrate the Qianji Sect and cause trouble!" Hu Buwei's face was solemn.

He felt as if he had uncovered a corner of some shocking conspiracy, and couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Do you think the previous changes in Chengtian Faban were caused by this person?" Hu Buwei asked.

"It's hard to say." Jiushou shook his head but did not deny it.

"No matter if it's related to him or not. I'd better try not to see this person in the future." Hu Buwei frowned.

Jiushou thought of the many setbacks he had suffered at the hands of this man, and immediately nodded in agreement. …

Late at night, in a cliff cave.

"Why does the rhythm of old man Hu's qi sound familiar?"

Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then couldn't help scratching his head.

"No matter what, the most urgent thing is to practice the Nine Lives Division Technique."

"Although Old Man Hu is evil and greedy, his words should be somewhat credible."

"Practicing the Tribulation Division Technique to its highest level will not give me an extra half life, but it will still be no problem for me to maximize the effect of Lord Tao."

Chen Mu brought up the gray wall and stared at one of the columns.

Nine Fates Division Technique: 7796/10000;

"The core of the Tribulation Division Technique is the Peach God Refining Ceremony. When refining the Peach God, you can gain the most experience in the secret technique."

"Now that we don't have the peach wood core, we can try to refine the Peach God a second time."

“Although the proficiency I gained is not as much as at the beginning, it is still better than just chanting spells in vain.”

Chen Mu did it as soon as he thought of it. He immediately took out a statue of Peach God from the Five Ghosts Bag and used his magic power to start the second refining.

The overall shape of the puppet remains unchanged, but the details gradually become more realistic and delicate.

The hair on his head was clearly visible, the texture of his clothes was clear. The arrangement of his facial features was slightly adjusted, and his expression slowly changed, becoming... becoming more and more "kind".

Chen Mu: “…”

Is this me?

I don't admit it!

……

bang bang bang...

In the grindstone workshop at the spiritual field of Jinyuan Valley.

Inside a black-tiled house, Chen Mu held up a long-handled iron hammer and hammered it repeatedly into the stone mortar in front of him.

Green spots of light like sparks flew out of the mortar, and a fist-sized demonic stone was quickly smashed into soybean-sized pebbles.

After knocking it a few more times and making sure that it could not be crushed any further, Chen Mu took out the stone fragments and poured them into the feed port of the stone mill next to him.

Then he grabbed the raised handle on the millstone, injected the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Power into it, and began to push the millstone to rotate.

The evil spirit stone that had just been knocked into small pebbles was quickly ground into powder, falling from the discharge port and into a small wooden barrel that had been prepared long ago.

Chen Mu kept repeating the two steps of crushing and grinding. It only took more than half an hour, and the small wooden barrel under the discharge port was half full.

Chen Mu kicked the small wooden barrel and estimated that there were about thirty pounds of demonic stone powder in the barrel, which had reached the minimum standard of the grinding mill.

So he stood in front of the millstone, pretending to push the millstone, but a small wooden man appeared in his left hand hidden in his sleeve.

While his magic power was running, he skillfully began the second ritual of Peach God.

……

Time flies and a day goes by quickly.

"Junior brother, this little bit of stone powder you grind..." Yang Fu frowned and spoke, his fat face full of dissatisfaction.

"Brother Yang, what do you think?" Chen Mu asked with a smile.

Yang Fu was about to speak when he suddenly felt his scalp tighten and his neck feel chilly, as if someone was lying on his back and blowing cool breeze on him.

He glanced at Chen Mu, then at the wooden barrel on the ground. Words of scolding were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't dare to utter them out loud.

The scene of kneeling on the ground for no reason appeared involuntarily in my mind.

Is there something wrong with this guy?!

Yang Fu's heart was beating fast.

He suddenly thought of the incident that happened in Xishen Cave this year.

Could it be that this is the unknown vicious criminal who has committed countless killings at such a young age?

"Senior Brother Yang?" Chen Mu spoke softly.

Yang Fu came back to his senses and met Chen Mu's smiling eyes that were as curved as the crescent moon. His fat face couldn't help but tremble: "Junior brother, today's demon stone powder is ground finer than yesterday!"

His eyes widened and his face was full of seriousness: "Good craftsmanship!"

"is it?"

"Of course!"

"Can you deliver it?"

"Absolutely no problem!"

What a pity.

I had prepared all the spells for Nightmare Victory, but I couldn't use them.

Why did Fatty Yang become so cowardly for no apparent reason?

It's a pity.

(End of this chapter)