Chapter 377 Search

Dongling is located in the southeast of Yunzhou, and the weather is hot all year round.

The four seasons cycle, and even in winter, the temperature will not be too low.

It's a pity that there are many miasma in Dongling, and the temperature, which is not too low, makes people feel cold and unbearable.

Fortunately, most of the people living here are Qigong cultivators, and they are strong and healthy, and they just feel uncomfortable at most.

The third floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

Chen Mu wore a gray gown and sat quietly in front of the long desk by the window.

The air was shrouded in a hundred miles of air, and the cold wind outside the window could not invade at all.

He held the "Detailed Explanation of Tongxi Baima Dan" in his hand and read it carefully. From time to time, he would stop and write down some thoughts on the blank book next to him.

After a long while, Chen Mu raised his head and blinked.

"Interesting pill."

This is not the first time he has studied Tongxi Baima Dan. Unlike the Bigu Pill and Peiyuan Pill, this pill is not eaten, but worn.

After the pill is refined, it will generate a strange force, which will automatically cover the surrounding area of ​​two to three meters.

Within this range, it can filter and absorb the poisonous miasma in the air, so that the wearer can avoid the poisonous miasma.

The poisonous miasma refined into the pill is like a sample. The more types, the stronger the effect of the pill, and the more poisonous miasma it can absorb and filter. It is a pill with a very high upper limit.

At present, the Bai Miasma Pill actually only covers nineteen kinds of poisonous miasma, but this is enough for the wearer to run rampant in Dongling.

"Uncle Rong Qiu is amazing." Chen Mu sighed.

"As expected of the head of the Danbao Pavilion, he can not only think of the exquisite structure of the Bai Miasma Pill, which is similar to a magic weapon, but also understand the poisonous miasma talisman of Dongling."

"I have the art of making medicine, and I can use the gray wall to reverse the essence of the pill. I don't know how Uncle Rong knew the essence of the poisonous miasma talisman."

"The method of the master of the Condensation Acupoint? Or a special magical secret method?"

Chen Mu shook his head and stopped thinking about it, and summoned the gray wall.

Alchemy (Tongxi Baizhao Dan): 5340/10000;

Qing Lu is elusive in the Sutra Pavilion. Even with the Qi Ban of 100 Miles, he can catch the other party's figure. But in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he never practices secret methods such as Huangquan Zong Gang in the pavilion.

There is not much to do in the Sutra Pavilion, and there is a lot of free time. In addition to reading some miscellaneous books to broaden his horizons, Chen Mu spends more time thinking about Tongxi Baizhao Dan.

He exchanged this pill from the Sutra Academy in a serious manner. It was his excuse to change the mountain many times, so he could study it openly.

More than three months have passed, and the nineteen kinds of poisonous miasma talismans have all been condensed in the jade seed.

Next, you only need to condense the Tongxi talisman and cooperate with the Jinzhu Chengdan talisman that has been condensed long ago, and then you can try to open the furnace to refine the elixir.

"I have to find time to collect some poisonous miasma essence." Chen Mu turned his head and looked through the window at the misty Wuyan Mountain.

It wasn't all an excuse to come to Wuyan Mountain to study the Hundred Miasma Pill. Like Yingchou Cliff, this place is also suitable for collecting poisonous miasma.

"How to preserve the poisonous miasma after collecting it? Can't it be directly stuffed into the alchemy furnace?" Just as he was thinking about going to the Wuyan Mountain Market to take a look, a stream of light flashed in front of his eyes like lightning.

Chen Mu subconsciously leaned over to look.

He saw a tall and thin old man in a black robe with a dignified temperament landing in the courtyard in front of the Sutra Pavilion.

The other party waved his hand to disperse the falling air waves, glanced at the surrounding suspicious eyes, and then strode into the Sutra Pavilion.

Chen Mu felt his whole body tremble, as if he had been electrocuted.

Sun Jian!

Why did this old ghost come to Wuyan Mountain again?

He immediately pricked up his ears and listened.

Not long after, the escape light appeared outside the window again, and the white light was wrapped in air currents and rushed into the sky.

Chen Mu withdrew his gaze with a complicated expression.

"Pursue relentlessly!"

"Is that red-skinned gourd so important?!" Chen Mu was a little annoyed.

Sun Jian came here to ask for the registration book of the secret method sales in the Sutra Pavilion.

The last search was only to check the practitioners of the finger-to-earth steel, but this time the scope is wider, and all the practitioners of the earth-based secret method are within the scope of interrogation.

"Fortunately, I learned the finger-to-earth steel by relying on the gray wall."

"Otherwise, I would definitely be on the interrogation list." Chen Mu was thankful.

Leaving Wuyan Mountain? He ran away as soon as the Sun family started to interrogate, which obviously had a problem.

"I can only hide."

"Who let the temporarily weak shrimp." He made up his mind to reduce unnecessary activities. He would not join in the fun and try not to meet the Sun family.

"He is a big boss of Ningqiao, what can I do." Chen Mu was helpless.

...

A few days later.

There were people coming and going in Yanxiafang on the hillside of Wuyan Mountain.

With the development of Jilongdao, Wuyan Mountain no longer had the cold scene when it was just conquered.

Many lower-court disciples migrated here, and various shops in Yuquanfang also opened branches here. There were still many people setting up stalls on the edge of the open space.

Yellow sprout rice, exotic beast meat, spiritual medicine, and spiritual materials were all available.

Chen Mu was walking in Yanxiafang, observing the goods of the vendors on the roadside while pricking up his ears to listen to the news.

The listening method was in operation, and the noisy sounds in the market were clearly distinguishable.

Not far away, a short and thin vendor with dark skin was fiddling with the herbs on the oilcloth in front of him, while chatting with the strong man next to him: "Why didn't you set up the stall yesterday? Did you go to Jilei Mountain to dig soil?"

"I thought so." The strong man snorted and straightened the reddish-brown ore on the stall.

"I didn't do anything to offend anyone, but I was suddenly brought to the Inspection Office and was questioned all day."

"Not only did it waste my time, but it also cost me ten white jade coins to get out of here!"

"I work hard to dig the soil, but I can only dig three or two lightning stones a day. I can't earn a few white jades in a month, but I spent half of it yesterday." The strong man was indignant: "That fat guy from the Sun family is really a treasure!"

"The Sun family?" The thin black vendor became interested: "That person has been dead for almost a year, right? Are you still investigating?"

"If it was just a person who died, it wouldn't be that serious. I heard that a treasure was lost." The strong man lowered his voice, and he was quite gloating: "It is said that the Sun family's ancestral magic weapon was on that guy. The person is gone, and the magic weapon is also lost. Hey!"

"At first, he was arrested and interrogated, but he suffered a lot. You this time..." The thin black vendor looked up and down at the strong man.

"If I hadn't used the white jade money, I wouldn't have come out so early." The strong man was unwilling: "I have finally understood it. It's true that the Sun family is investigating treasures, but those black patrols are taking the opportunity to make money!"

"It's better to spend money to avoid disaster." The thin black vendor smiled and comforted.

"It would be great if we could find the treasure of the Sun family. It must be valuable."

"I want to..."

It's useless even if we find it, Chen Mu, who was not far away, thought helplessly while paying.

The Sun family had a mark on the gourd sword box. He had obtained the treasure gourd for such a long time, and it had been buried deep underground, and he didn't dare to take a look at it.

"What a pity for that good treasure." Chen Mu shook his head, but he was relieved in his heart.

There is a Jilei Mountain near Wuyan Mountain, which is always shrouded in smoke and thunder strikes from time to time.

There is a reddish-brown ore on the mountain called lightning stone, which is a commonly used material for refining tools.

The rich mining area on the top of the mountain is controlled by the Jilongdao General Affairs Office, but there is no limit on the small hills scattered around. Many disciples will go to Jilei Mountain to dig soil and mine to earn white jade money.

The strong man who sells ore is proficient in a kind of earth-moving secret technique called opening mountains and cracking stones, and digs lightning stones for a living.

Chen Mu had long guessed that the other party might be taken away for questioning. This time he went shopping, just to come here to inquire.

"The black-clad patrol officers have started to use this to collect money. It can be seen that although the search scope is wide, the intensity is not great."

Chen Mu felt relieved when he thought about it: "The Jilong Road is not dominated by the Sun family, how can they cover the sky with one hand."

At first, everyone gave face and let the Sun family search extensively. After so long, it is inevitable that some people will have opinions.

Chen Mu hummed an unknown little song and left the strong man's stall happily.

"It's good to have opinions."

If the superiors have opinions, the subordinates will slack off. Chen Mu even anticipated that this search would only turn into a carnival of extortion by the black-clad patrol officers.

"Hehe! Old Ghost Sun is probably wasting his efforts!"