Tomb Raider: The man is in the Nine Gates, but the system insists it's the Primordial Era.

In my past life memories.

The impression left by our first meeting in this life.

All of this made Su Mu very dislike Chen Yulou.

Therefore, Su Mu completely ignored the jeers from Chen Yulou's followers.

"Then I'll do as you say."

"Master Su is back."

"Brothers, come here. Here's your money back. We're done with you."

"Hey everyone, bearded uncle, did you encounter any danger on the road?"

"Alright, then we'll see what kind of tricks you guys can pull off with this little brat after leaving our group. Get lost!"

"What are you looking at? Trying to betray us too? Don't forget, your parents and children still live on Changsheng Mountain!"

"us……"

"It's alright, go back and do your work. We can talk about some things when we get back."

Su Mu watched the disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect who had decided to follow him leave, and then gathered the people who had come out of the Changsha refugee camp with him.

They no longer take on the pioneering missions of clearing the way and charging forward.

After everyone he knew had gathered around him, Su Mu said, "Take out the weapons you carry with you. I want to try out something fun."

With a smile, Su Mu took the waist knife handed to him by the bearded uncle.

The Qing Dynasty strictly prohibited any Han Chinese from privately manufacturing weapons.

At the beginning of the Republic of China, many laws that had suppressed ordinary people during the feudal period were abolished.

After the war brought chaos to the whole country, people regained the ability to build machinery.

However, long cold weapons like waist knives are still relatively rare; most weapons are small cleavers, daggers, and the like.

The bearded man chuckled and explained, "I was once in Sixth Master's gang. This is a reward Sixth Master gave me afterward, hehe."

Su Mu naturally understood that the "Sixth Master" mentioned by the bearded uncle was the sixth-ranked swordsman among the Nine Gates, the Black-Backed Old Six.

After obtaining the two scriptures, "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing" and "Yunji Qiqian," from the belongings of Partridge Whistle and his companions, Su Mu frequently perused them.

He had become so familiar with the cultivation methods of the "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing" that his body would automatically operate, absorbing and exhaling the power of the twenty-four stars to refine his internal organs.

As for the ancient book "Seven Tablets of the Cloud Bookcase", when Su Mu was flipping through it, he inadvertently came across a description of a spell called "Golden Light Blade Spell".

Su Mu held the waist knife handed to him by the bearded uncle in his left hand, and tried to make a few hand seals with his right hand, while muttering incantations.

[Spell]

This is another type of systematically labeled item that Su Mu discovered while browsing through the "Seven Tablets of the Cloudy Bookcase".

It differs from talismans, scriptures, temples, and blessed lands.

He had secretly tried it before and found that these incantations, when combined with hand gestures, could indeed bring down divine powers.

For example, the mysterious energy released by his recitation of the "Golden Light Blade Mantra" combined with hand gestures.

"alright."

Su Mu returned the waist knife to the bearded uncle.

The bearded man looked at the familiar waist knife in his hand with suspicion, but didn't seem to see anything different.

He tried waving it in the air, but still didn't see any special effects.

Just as everyone was wondering.

As Su Mu continued casting spells on the weapons handed to him by his companions, he explained, "You can test if the sharpness is different from before."

The companions, whose weapons had been enchanted by Su Mu, began to swing their weapons at the grass and trees that were everywhere around them.

Swish!

The bearded man, who was slashing at a tree branch as thick as a finger with his waist knife, almost dropped the knife because he lost control of his strength.

"So fast?!"

The bearded man stared incredulously at the knife in his hand.

He tried it again, swinging his waist knife at a more solid object beside him, except for things like stones, of course.

Aside from stones, which most people with a brain wouldn't aim their close-combat weapons at, nothing can stop the blades and swords imbued with Su Mu's magic.

No one could imagine how terrifying the effect would be if such a sharp blade were to fall on a human body.

I'm afraid even half a person would be split in two.

"The effect lasts for only half an hour. If you sheath it, the effect can last for three to five hours, depending on how securely you sheath it."

"If we encounter enemies next, I will provide the brothers with more means of defense. Every two hours, I will cast the Golden Light Blade Spell to enhance the weapons of all the brothers..."

Surrounded by the crowd, Su Mu spoke with a serious expression.

The members of the Unloading Ridge Warriors outside the crowd, including Chen Yulou and Luo Laowai, all looked at Su Mu's actions as if he were a fool.

Chen Yulou's lips curled up: "So this kid uses these mystical tricks to deceive people. Ha, no wonder everyone called him a little immortal when I came back last night. Ha, just a trick of the trade."

Chen Yulou held a folding fan, a disdainful smile playing on his lips, and continued fanning himself.

"No, boss, that kid's got some skills, I saw it too."

As one of Chen Yulou's three great generals, Hua Maguai, a capable military officer and one of the three most powerful generals under Chen Yulou, couldn't help but point it out.

Hua Maguai felt that they couldn't keep underestimating someone who seemed to truly possess some kind of mysterious power, regardless of whether the other party was a teenager or someone of the same age, male or female.

"Last night I was also among those trapped in the illusion. The first thing I saw when I woke up was him making a hand seal. He just left from the direction of my forehead, and then I really came out of the illusion."

Hua Maguai continued speaking, trying to convince Chen Yulou of his story and to stop underestimating the mysterious young man.

Chen Yulou continued striding forward, shaking his head and sneering, "It's probably just that the poison in everyone's bodies has dissipated. The mortuary is spacious, and there's always a breeze blowing through it, so the raccoon poison that's spread throughout the mortuary isn't that potent."

Although Chen Yulou said this, he was also thinking about the terrifying experience he had last night.

After being poisoned by the hallucinogenic toxins produced by the volatilization of the raccoon's urine.

Chen Yulou saw Aunt Rat, who was hunched over and pouncing on him from the grave mound.

The old woman's eyes glowed green, and her arms and hands resembled those of a beast, with claws that gleamed coldly.

Just as the claws were about to tear open Chen Yulou's chest cavity and rip out his internal organs, Partridge Whistle appeared in time, jumped out and killed the rat-like Second Aunt on the spot.

Is it really just an illusion?

Yet the feeling of death was so real.

"Does it really work?"

The old foreigner turned his head and looked at his senior brother, Partridge Whistle.

Their disguise as Taoist priests and mountain-moving monks was merely a means to deceive the world so that they could carry out their tomb-raiding activities.

They didn't understand any real Taoist magic. Only Hua Ling had a slight understanding, but it was only superficial, and she didn't study it in depth.

"Hey buddy over there, try cutting this one of mine."

Partridge Whistle didn't say much, but simply swung one of the two pistols hanging from his waist directly at the person he had called out to.

Before the man could react, he saw the projectile coming towards him and instinctively raised his wrist, which was holding the dagger, to parry it.

shuh~

The iron 20-shot mirror-finish pistol was easily sliced ​​open by the rough iron dagger and fell to the ground.

Partridge Whistle quickly stepped forward and picked up the gun with the cut surface intact.

"What do you mean, Senior Brother?"

"The magic is real."

"..."