Longevity starts with learning.

Chapter 158
"Boy, if you hand over the things, I will spare your life!"

Seeing Chu Mu pick up the wooden box, the man in black robe shouted immediately.

Chu Mu ignored it and opened the wooden box on his own.

A token with a simple shape also appeared in Chu Mu's field of vision. Apart from that, there was nothing else in the wooden box.

A wooden box so hidden, just for... this token?
"You are courting death!"

"I want to draw your soul and light the lamp!"

Seeing that Chu Mu didn't care about it, the black-robed man was furious, and his attack, which was already violent, suddenly became more turbulent.

The pattern covering the room seemed to be broken into pieces visible to the naked eye.

Chu Mu held the token, and was about to threaten, when he heard a roar, the door of the room was broken!
"Boy, you are dead!"

Accompanied by the ferocious voice, before the man in black robe arrived, a golden light flew towards Chu Mu.

Chu Mu raised his hand, and while he was breathing, a fireball condensed, and he threw it out. During the collision, the fireball dissipated, and the golden light remained undiminished, and it still flew towards Chu Mu.

Turning around and turning around, Chu Mu is like a monkey, avoiding Jinmang's pursuit. Since he stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, he has been practicing swords in a small room for many years. He seems to have a strong adaptability to this small environment.

boom!
In the end, Jin Mang hit the wall and directly blasted a big hole in the wooden wall. Chu Mu jumped, without even looking at it, another fireball condensed and threw it directly towards the door.

Immediately, another fireball condensed, but this time, it was not released. Instead, it was almost held in the hand. With a leap, he raised his hand and threw it at the black-robed man who had just stepped into the door.

"Hmph, worm-carving trick!"

The black-robed man snorted coldly, and a golden glow suddenly appeared all over his body, and a thin layer of golden light enveloped him.

Boom!

Two roars, two fireballs capable of piercing gold and iron, bombarded the golden light, which only caused the golden light to rippling for a while, and did not even hurt the hem of the black-robed man's clothes.

"roll!"

As soon as the man in black robe waved his hand, Chu Mu flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and finally hit the wall and rolled down.

Following Chu Mu was another golden light!
boom!
There was another roar, and the air wave surged. Chu Mu rolled and avoided, his clothes were torn, bloodstains appeared, and he was already holding the mortal iron knife in his hand.

Seeing Chu Mu holding the knife, the man in black sneered and said, "Boy, hand over the token, and I can leave you with a whole body!"

"Give you!"

Chu Mu gritted his teeth and drank in a low voice, while the strength surged, the token flew out.

"Hahaha!"

The black-robed man laughed and reached out to catch the token.

But at this time, Chu Mu suddenly violently raised his blade, and the invisible blade combined with the visible blade. At this moment, the blade is a mortal knife, as if... it is not a mortal knife!

Seeing this situation, the black-robed man smiled even more contemptuously, grabbed the token with one hand, and stretched out the other hand, intending to directly grab the blade that was swung at him.

Clang!
Nothing unexpected happened. The mundane iron knife is like a plaything under the means of a cultivator.

The black-robed man held the blade tightly with one hand, and his smile became more and more wanton, but in the next second, the wanton smile stopped abruptly.

The gods fell, and the seven orifices bleed.

Chu Mu remembered that there was such a description in a secular medical book.

But at this moment, the description in the book and the reality right in front of us seem to overlap.

The smile is stiff, the seven orifices are bleeding, the man still maintains the posture of the last second, but the breath is gone.

Chu Mu snorted, and the corners of his eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth were all oozing blood.

Exploding pain also flooded my mind at this moment.

boom!
Accompanied by a dull sound, Chu Mu fell to his knees directly, trembling with his head in his arms.

"Ho..."

Chu Mu struggled to get up, the stinging pain in his mind was still there, but at this moment, he couldn't care less.

He stuffed the token in the black-robed man's hand into his bosom, fumbled around him again, stuffed all the spoils into his bosom, and staggered out of the dilapidated room.

Feeling dizzy, Chu Mu couldn't even tell the direction, but he knew that at this moment, he couldn't stay in this city anymore.

Room 56 was rented by him.

His name was also registered at the house rental office in Fangshi.

If there is a problem, it must be counted on his head.

What's more, it's still such a fight!

Stumbling along the way, without the existence of the Gu Gu Dazhen, then this Jade Emperor Valley would be full of roads out of the valley.

Similarly, without the Great Array of Protecting the Valley, although the Longevity Flying Boat was still hanging high in the sky, the chaos in the entire Yuhuanggufang City was spreading visible to the naked eye.

There is chaos from time to time, and who is willing to continue the wasted life of a few spirit stones a month? In the hearts of every immortal cultivator, the thought of running away with one vote is indispensable.

Under such circumstances, Chu Mu was not too conspicuous because he was involved in the chaos. Instead of taking the usual route out of the valley, he found a random direction and got into the forest.

It seems that the chaos in Fang City of Yuhuang Valley attracted the law of the jungle outside Fang City. He ran wildly in the mountains and forests, but he did not meet a single immortal cultivator.

Chu Mu gritted his teeth to hold on, and flew all the way to the cave he left behind on Yuzhu Mountain. After pushing the boulder to block the entrance of the cave, he seemed to have exhausted all his energy and collapsed on the ground.

This sleep is five days and five nights.

When Chu Mu woke up, his headache subsided, but he was already haggard, his face was dark, his hair was disheveled, and he was not much different from an old man who was dying.

"Ho..."

Chu Mu struggled to get up, the tingling pain reappeared in his mind, but it made him tremble uncontrollably.

Close your eyes and perceive, your soul seems to be torn apart, and the unspeakable pain has already taken root in your mind.

"The soul is damaged..."

Chu Mu frowned, his expression dignified.

Damage to the soul is not a small problem.

For his small level of Qi training, it can even be said to be a huge problem!

There are countless treasures in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are countless things that can repair the damage of the soul, but without exception, they are all extremely precious, and they are definitely not something that his small level of Qi training can obtain.

"Big trouble!"

Chu Mu's heart seemed to be covered with a haze.

It's fine, but suddenly it's affected by an indiscriminate disaster!

He also ended up with a damaged soul!
Chu Mu closed his eyes again to perceive. After a long time, Chu Mu slowly opened his eyes. This time, the haze in his eyes seemed to dissipate for a little bit, and he seemed a little more puzzled.

It is true that the soul is damaged, but...

Chu Mu closed his eyes again, perceiving carefully.

The damage to the soul was very clear, but what was equally clear was the long knife engraved on the soul.

It's not the sharpness of the illusory blade that I perceived before, but a real, looming illusory long knife, engraved on the soul!
Every time the illusory long knife flickered, the damaged spirit seemed to shrink.

This feeling of tempering seems to be getting clearer, and Chu Mu can even clearly feel that the soul that has been damaged on the edge is wearing away bit by bit under such contraction and tempering.

It was as if, under the tempering of the illusory long knife, the damaged soul was like a human body being injured, the scabs were removed, and then it was completely healed.

Chu Mu was not sure, but with the flickering of the illusory long knife and the continuation of tempering, the tingling pain in his mind seemed to have weakened a bit.

"Is a blessing or a curse?"

Chu Mu muttered to himself, becoming more and more puzzled.

He didn't understand the sharpness of the blade before, and now it has evolved into this illusory long sword?

……

　More eight thousand and five, this chapter is a bit late, the traffic jam on the Dragon Boat Festival is too scary...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)