Longevity starts with learning

"Boy, hand over your things and I will spare your life!"

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

Chu Mu ignored it and opened the wooden box.

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

A wooden box stored so secretly just for... this token?

"You are looking for death!"

"I'm going to take away your soul and light up the lamp!"

Seeing Chu Mu's indifference, the man in black robe became furious, and his already violent attack suddenly became more violent.

The array pattern covering the room seemed to be shattered visibly to the naked eye.

Chu Mu held the token and was about to threaten him when he heard a roar and the door was shattered!

"Boy, you're 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 between his breaths, a fireball condensed, and he threw it out. During the collision, the fireball dissipated, and the power of the golden light did not diminish, and it still flew towards Chu Mu.

Turning over and moving, Chu Mu was like a monkey, avoiding the pursuit of the golden light. Since entering the world of immortality, he has been practicing swordsmanship in a small room for many years. He seems to have a strong adaptability to this small environment.

boom!

In the end, the golden light hit the wall, blowing a big hole in the wooden wall. Chu Mu jumped up and without even looking at it, another fireball condensed and was thrown directly towards the door.

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

"Humph, what a small trick!"

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

Boom boom!

Two roars, two fireballs that were enough to penetrate gold and iron, bombarded the golden light, causing only a ripple of golden light, not even hurting the hem of the black-robed man's clothes.

"roll!"

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

Following Chu Mu, there was another golden light!

boom!

There was another roar, and the air wave surged. Chu Mu rolled and dodged, his clothes were broken, blood stains appeared, and he was already holding the ordinary iron knife in his hand.

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

"for you!"

Chu Mu gritted his teeth and shouted, and as his strength surged, the token flew out.

"Hahaha!"

The man in black robe laughed and stretched out his hand to catch the token.

But at this moment, Chu Mu suddenly rose up, raising the blade high, and the invisible blade merged with the visible blade. At this moment, the sword was an ordinary sword, but it seemed... but it was not an ordinary sword!

Seeing this, the man in black robe smiled even more contemptuously, grabbed the token, and stretched out his other hand, trying to grab the blade directly.

Clang!

Nothing is beyond expectation. The secular iron sword is like a plaything under the methods of the immortal cultivator.

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

The gods died, and the seven orifices were bleeding.

Chu Mu remembered that this was described in a secular medical book.

At this moment, the description in the book and the reality before our eyes seemed to overlap.

His smile was stiff and his orifices were bleeding. The man still maintained the same posture as before, but his breath was gone.

Chu Mu groaned, and blood oozed from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth.

The bursting pain also filled my mind at this moment.

Bang!

With a dull sound, Chu Mu fell to his knees, holding his head and trembling.

"Hoo..."

Chu Mu struggled to get up. The sting in his mind was still there, but at this moment, he could no longer care so much.

He stuffed the token in the black-robed man's hand into his arms, groped around on him again, stuffed all the loot into his arms, and staggered out of the dilapidated room.

Feeling dizzy, Chu Mu could not even tell the direction, but he knew that at this moment, he could no longer stay in this city.

Room No. 56 was rented by him.

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

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

What's more, they are still fighting like this!

The journey was stumbling, and without the existence of the valley-protecting formation, the Jade Emperor Valley would be full of paths out of the valley.

Similarly, there is no valley-protecting formation, and although the Eternal Life Ship is still hanging high in the sky, chaos is spreading throughout the Jade Emperor Valley Square City visible to the naked eye.

There are chaos at times, and who wants to continue a wasted life of a few spiritual stones every month? In the heart of every immortal cultivator, I am afraid that the thought of running away after just one vote is indispensable.

Under such circumstances, Chu Mu blended into the chaos without being too conspicuous. He did not take the usual route out of the valley, but found a random direction and got into the forest.

It seemed that the chaos in Jade Emperor Gufang City had also attracted the Jungle Law outside Jiangfang City. As he ran all the way through the forest, he did not meet a single immortal cultivator.

Chu Mu clenched his teeth to hold on, and rushed to the cave he left in Yuzhu Mountain. After pushing the boulder to block the entrance of the cave, he seemed to have exhausted all his energy and collapsed directly on the ground.

This sleep lasted five days and five nights.

When Chu Mu woke up, his headache eased, but he looked haggard, with a dark complexion and dishevelled hair, and he looked like an old man on his deathbed.

"Ah..."

Chu Mu struggled to get up, and the stinging pain in his head reappeared, which made him tremble uncontrollably.

He closed his eyes and felt that his soul seemed to be torn apart, and the unspeakable pain had already taken root in his mind.

"The soul is damaged..."

Chu Mu frowned, his expression was solemn.

The soul is damaged, which is not a small problem.

For him, who is just a first-level Qi training, it can even be said to be a huge problem!

There are countless natural treasures in the world of immortal cultivation, and there are countless things that can repair the damage of the soul, but without exception, they are all extremely precious and are definitely not something that a small first-level Qi training like him can get.

"It's a big trouble!"

Chu Mu's heart was covered with a layer of haze.

He was fine, but was suddenly affected by an unexpected disaster!

He ended up with a damaged soul!

Chu Mu closed his eyes again to sense it. After a long time, Chu Mu slowly opened his eyes. This time, the haze in his eyes seemed to dissipate a little, and there seemed to be a little more confusion.

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

Chu Mu closed his eyes again and sensed it carefully.

The damage to the soul is very clear, but what is also clear is the long sword engraved on the soul.

It is not the sharpness of the illusory blade that was sensed before, but a real and looming illusory long sword, engraved on the soul!

Every time the illusory long sword flashes, the damaged soul seems to shrink once.

This feeling of tempering seems to be getting clearer and clearer. Chu Mu can even clearly sense that the soul that was damaged on the edge is being worn away bit by bit under this contraction and tempering.

It is as if, under the tempering of the illusory long sword, the damaged soul is like the flesh and blood of the human body, scabbing and removing scabs, and then completely healing.

Chu Mu was not sure, but as the phantom sword flickered and the tempering continued, the pain in his mind seemed to have weakened a bit.

"Is it a blessing or a curse?"

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

He had not figured out the sharpness of the blade before, and now it has turned into this phantom sword?

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Update 8,500, this chapter is a bit late, the traffic jam on Dragon Boat Festival is too terrible...