Longevity starts with learning

About a quarter of an hour.

At the northwest exit of the Jade Emperor Black Market, on a platform about a hundred meters above the ground, Chu Mu had already walked out.

He looked up at the sky, then looked down to sense the items in the storage talisman, and seemed a little speechless.

When he entered the black market, he remembered that there seemed to be five or six hundred lower spirits in the storage talisman.

Then he sold a few Changhong swords and recovered more than two thousand lower spirits.

Then, now... fifty-three.

Yes, he was not wrong.

After a round of the black market, nearly three thousand spirit stones were reduced to fifty-three.

What did he buy?

A refining formula, a pill formula, and a top-grade magic tool pill furnace.

Only a small part of the spiritual medicine and spiritual materials corresponding to the pill formula and the refining formula were found, and only these fifty-three spirit stones were left.

Spirit stones, this thing, seemed to be insufficient.

In the past, a month was wasted for just two or three spirit stones, and a piece of broken spirit was so broken that it was not enough.

But now, his family is getting richer and richer, his cultivation is getting higher and higher, and the spirit stones he needs to consume are also getting bigger and bigger.

At present, he can't even imagine how he can survive in this world of immortal cultivation if he doesn't have the inheritance of alchemy to open up a source of income!

"Boom!"

Not far away, a roar suddenly sounded at the foot of the mountain, and the surging spiritual energy fluctuations spread like waves, breaking trees and flying branches.

Nearly a thousand meters away, it seems that everything can be seen clearly.

Chu Mu looked away, and his heart seemed to understand.

If there was no inheritance to open up a source of income, he... I'm afraid he would also be one of them.

Killing and arson gold belt.

If you waste your life and see no hope, then what morality is there!

Chu Mu identified the direction and leaped up, like a gliding wild goose. After a few hundred meters, he tapped the treetops with his toes and jumped up again.

After a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the mountains.

There are two black markets near Yuhuang Valley, but Chu Mu's goal is not those two black markets.

His direction is to the Fengming Mountain black market that left him with a big psychological shadow.

Although the journey is long, it was nothing to him in the past, and it is obviously nothing to him now.

In memory, the road was originally a secular wilderness and forest, with no trace of people, but this time, even in the secular wilderness, surging spiritual energy fluctuations can be seen from time to time.

Chu Mu even saw seven or eight immortal cultivators besieging a man in the robes of the Changsheng Sect.

What he saw along the way seemed to be full of dangers.

However, this kind of crisis seems to be more directed at... Changsheng Sect?

Chu Mu was not too sure. While he was guessing, Fengming Mountain was already in sight before it got dark.

Chu Mu was a little dazed, and the sense of crisis rising in his heart instantly suppressed all his thoughts.

In an instant, layers of fire barriers were superimposed, and several fireballs shot out at a high speed.

At the same time, a faint luster flashed in front of Chu Mu, and then, accompanied by a roar, a corpse fell from the tree.

Several fireballs did not seem to cause any harm to the cultivator.

The corpse that fell to the ground was well dressed, with no signs of damage at all.

Chu Mu's mind moved slightly, and a flash of light flashed in his hand. Then, the light dimmed, and Chu Mu raised his hand and grasped it. There was no shadow, but it was tangible.

Holding the flying needle in his hand, Chu Mu glanced at the corpse on the ground, his eyes widened, as if he was unbelievable, and also like fear.

Between his eyebrows, there was a drop of blood, which was very clear.

His spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and the things in the man's arms floated in his hands.

An intact storage talisman, several spirit stones, and a low-grade magic weapon.

He put away several pieces of trophies, turned around, and threw a fireball casually, and the corpse burned. In a few breaths, it turned into ashes.

At this time, Chu Mu had disappeared in the vast mountains and forests.

After a few years, the Fengming Mountain Black Market is still the same as before, without much change.

The gatekeeper is still the puppet. After handing over a low spirit, Chu Mu stepped into the black market.

After a quick look at the black market, the low house with a half-open door is already in sight.

Chu Mu looked down at the blood killing order in his hand, and his face was thoughtful.

After a moment of silence, Chu Mu pushed open the door and entered.

This time, he was familiar with the process. He put the token into the groove, and the puppet in front of him was inspired by God.

"This Blood Killing Order has not been executed for more than three years. According to the rules of the pavilion, the yellow grade will be downgraded by one level if it has not been executed for three years."

"Blood Killing Order No. 573 is downgraded from the middle yellow grade to the lower yellow grade."

"These are five lower yellow grade tasks. You can choose."

The puppet said to himself, and then raised his hand and a light curtain appeared.

Chu Mu glanced at the puppet in front of him. Although the puppet did not change, judging from the tone, the person behind the puppet seemed to have changed.

As for the so-called downgrade, he didn't care too much.

The existence of the Blood Killing Pavilion, for him,

Until now, it is just one of his many choices.

You can choose it or not.

The Blood Killing Pavilion did not force him, and he didn't have too many ideas at the moment.

He came here just to use the Blood Killing Pavilion to understand the current situation more clearly.

The information on the light screen was very clear, with five lower-grade yellow-level tasks arranged in order.

There are more missions to choose from than the last time.

However...

Chu Mu looked at the row of so-called Blood Killing Pavilion missions on the light screen, and he seemed to have a clearer understanding of the chaos outside the Jade Emperor City.

Only the five missions revealed to him were all for rewards.

The rewards were for the lives of Changsheng Sect disciples, and for the descendants of the Sun family, Xie family, and many other families...

It seemed that Changsheng Sect and several nearby families were all posting tasks against each other on the Blood Killing Pavilion platform.

Of course, it is not ruled out that someone is taking advantage of the situation.

But even if it is really taking advantage of the situation, it is certain that there will definitely be a lot of immortal cultivators willing to take on the role of taking advantage of the situation.

After all, the rewards for each of these missions are extremely generous.

The life of any Changsheng Sect disciple or family member is hundreds of spirit stones.

Chu Mu was a little curious, how did they distinguish?

It seems that there are also many family members serving in Changsheng Sect.

With such a bounty, if the bounty reaches the head of one of our own people...

"Which one do you want to take?"

Seeing that Chu Mu hadn't spoken for a long time, the puppet asked impatiently.

"What's the use of the grade?"

Chu Mu didn't answer, but asked back.

This doubt has indeed existed for a long time.

Before, his cultivation was too low, so he didn't dare to ask more.

The puppet said routinely: "At the Xuan level, you can choose to view all the tasks of the current grade, open the contribution treasure house, complete the accumulated contributions of the tasks, and exchange them for the corresponding treasures in the contribution treasure house."

"You can also post tasks in this pavilion, just pay enough spirit stones and the corresponding task rewards..."

"For the Xuan level, the task time limit will be changed from three years to six years. As long as you complete a task within six years, you can ensure that the current grade will not be reduced..."

Chu Mu stared at the five tasks on the light screen panel in front of him, slightly thoughtful.

The puppet asked again: "Which one do you want to take? Have you thought about it?"

Chu Mu shook his head, picked up the blood killing order, and turned away.

The puppet did not ask any more questions. Almost at the moment when Chu Mu turned around, the awakened puppet dimmed.

Chu Mu pushed open the door and walked out. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked back. He saw a man in a black robe who had pushed open the half-closed door and walked into the contact point of the Blood Killing Pavilion.

Chu Mu frowned slightly, thinking about the scene he had just seen and what the puppet had said. There was a little more thought between his eyebrows.

Contribution Treasury...

He was not unfamiliar with this term.

As far as he knew, whether it was a sect or a family, there was a set of detailed and strict reward and punishment measures within it.

The most important of them was the so-called contribution system.

The children of a sect or a family could accumulate a certain amount of contribution by completing the tasks assigned by the sect or the family.

And the contribution points could be exchanged for items of corresponding value in the treasury of the sect or the family.

According to the information previously revealed by Sun Tao, the contribution treasury of the Changsheng Sect contained countless spiritual materials and treasures.

The foundation-building pills that are rarely seen in the outside world can be easily obtained in the Changsheng Sect's contribution treasure house as long as there are enough contribution points.

All kinds of spiritual materials, magic tools and elixirs, and secret techniques are also available.

In the Changsheng Sect, contribution points are like a pass for everything, which is much rarer than spirit stones.

What spirit stones cannot buy can be bought with contribution points, and what spirit stones can buy can also be exchanged for contribution points, and they are even cheaper.

It is said that in the Changsheng Sect, there are even some special places for cultivation, even secret realms, which require contribution points to qualify.

Obviously, the so-called contribution points are a kind of currency within the power, and with the help of a huge foundation of a power, an alternative reward system has been formed.

After all, just like now, if he wants to buy something, he has to go to various black markets and markets to try his luck, and he may not be able to buy it.

But if he is in the Changsheng Sect, he only needs to complete the tasks assigned by the sect and accumulate enough contributions. As long as the Changsheng Sect has it, he has the possibility of getting it.

And with the size of Changsheng Sect, what could he have at the Qi Training Stage that Changsheng Sect didn't have?

And the Blood Killing Pavilion...

Chu Mu was slightly tempted. After being a casual cultivator for so long, the biggest problem for him was no longer how to earn spirit stones.

Rather, no matter how many spirit stones he earned, he might not be able to buy what he wanted.

Because many things were firmly controlled by major forces and could not appear on the market at all.

Even if there were, they would only be short-lived.

What he lacked was a channel.

And the Blood Killing Pavilion seemed to be able to provide this channel...

The possibility of the Blood Killing Pavilion as a choice seemed to have increased a little in Chu Mu's mind in a quarter of an hour.

Thinking about the pros and cons in his mind, Chu Mu also wandered around the Fengming Mountain black market aimlessly. In the end, he spent several spirit stones to rent another stall, and the sale of Changhong Sword began again.

Just like in the Jade Emperor Black Market, after selling a few Changhong Swords, Chu Mu went straight to another black market and continued the same process.

This process, in the current situation, is naturally difficult to be smooth sailing.

But fortunately, under the effect of the Phantom God Mask and the cautiousness of changing places after shooting, he did not attract any attention that he could not afford to offend.

Even if there was a wave, it was mostly within his ability.

After more than ten days of wandering, several battles, several lives lost, and a bit of blood.

Chu Mu then embarked on his journey home with a full harvest.

…