Longevity starts with learning

Chu Mu narrowed his eyes and stopped suddenly.

He turned to look at the man again, but still said nothing.

"Fellow Taoist, you have an identity token. Any time you stay in a city, there will be a record."

"Fellow Taoist, you will naturally have records of your visit to Crescent Island..."

The man explained in a low voice.

Chu Mu lowered his head and glanced at the identity token hanging at his waist. His original guess had undoubtedly become a certainty under these words.

"So, this Crescent Island has leaked information about monks entering and leaving overseas?"

Chu Mu spoke slowly and in a calm tone.

"right."

The man nodded: "This is not a secret. You can basically know it after spending a few years on Crescent Island."

"It's a semi-public sale. Xu has been like this for decades since he came to Crescent Island..."

"Okay, let's estimate the price. If Chu doesn't need spirit stones, he can use kung fu and secret techniques instead. Also, prepare a copy for Chu of the information about the monks entering and leaving Crescent Island,"

Chu Mu lowered his head and glanced at the identity token hanging at his waist. After thinking for a while, he handed over a stack of storage charms without asking any more questions.

"Okay, fellow Taoist, come with me."

The man was overjoyed and led Chu Mu along the street for only a few hundred meters. The shop with the Sihai Trading Company plaque hanging high came into view.

"Fellow Taoist, please."

In front of the store, the man raised his hand to signal.

"In addition to purchasing all kinds of spiritual materials, our trading company also operates the business of talismans and spiritual tools. Fellow Taoist, please take a look. If you have something you like, you can just trade it off later."

The man introduced with a smile, served the spiritual tea and spiritual food, and after apologizing for being with him, he took Chu Mu's pile of storage items to the counter and started counting them.

Chu Mu was sipping the spiritual wine and looking at the spiritual weapons and talismans on the store shelves with some interest.

Chu Mu vaguely remembered that in the East Lake secret realm, the endless silence behind the space crack had made him speculate about what kind of world it was and what kind of civilization would be born in the world.

This answer was still quite vague to him in the past.

But after more than ten years in the vast sea, the answer seems to be quite clear.

From Hanhai, we can clearly understand that the difference in living environment is reflected in reality, which is a world of difference.

In the Dachu Immortal Realm, the Immortal Path is prosperous and other paths are almost extinct. The resources in the Dachu area are also almost completely developed and completely controlled.

The world of immortality in this way is based on the prosperity and development of the immortal way.

In the world of Immortal Cultivation, the vast sea is boundless and monsters are endless. Under such a living environment, it has evolved into a civilization that is completely different from that of Da Chu.

Regardless of the cultivation system, everything that surrounds this cultivation system has demons as its core.

It is completely conceivable that that desolate and dead world must also have a corresponding cultivation system surrounding that terrifying and evil spirit of the true devil.

Judging from the evil and chaotic level of the true devil's energy, such a cultivation world is probably much more serious than the disorder and chaos in the vast sea of ​​immortality.

Suddenly, Chu Mu couldn't help but think of the previous transaction.

The deal with the remnant soul, or in other words, with the real demon.

In the fifty-year promise, he needs to go to the unknown world of Daheng to cultivate immortality.

That bloodline essence is still in his storage ring.

Dachu and Hanhai are only separated by a river, which is almost two worlds. What would it be like if they were in the distant Daheng Immortal Realm?

That fifty-year promise is not far away now, after so many years.

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder what kind of secret skills you need?"

Just as Chu Mu's thoughts were racing, the man seemed to have finished counting and walked out from behind the counter with a jade slip. After handing it to Chu Mu, he asked again.

"Alchemy, weapon refining, and research records on bloodline are all acceptable."

Chu Mu took the jade slip and said casually.

"Okay, fellow Taoist, please wait a moment."

The man pointed at the jade slip: "The jade slip records the information of the monks who have entered and left Crescent Island in the past twenty years. Fellow Taoist, you can burn a copy."

Chu Mu nodded, and his spiritual consciousness penetrated the jade slip.

It was no different from what he had guessed. The jade slips contained detailed information on the monks entering and leaving the Crescent Island, including the time of entry and exit, their attire, and even their cultivation level.

And his information seemed to be accurately recorded.

More than ten years ago, he entered Crescent Island, and today he returned to Crescent Island. The time he entered and exited, his cultivation aura, surveillance photos, and even his background were all clearly recorded.

After flipping through it for a while and thoroughly confirming the facts, Chu Mu didn't bother to read more. After casually burning a copy, he threw the jade slip on the table.

With such detailed identity information, it is no wonder that on his way back to Crescent Island, despite showing his cultivation and repeated threats, he was intercepted and killed many times.

After all, he came to Crescent Island alone, his cultivation was only in the middle stage of foundation building, and it was clearly marked that he came from Da Chu, so he had no one to rely on...

Judging from the records on this jade slip, the foundation-building monks who came to Crescent Island basically traveled together, with as few as two or three foundation-building monks, and as many as seven or eight.

If it were him doing this business without capital, he would also be targeted at himself.

Judging from the records of identity information in this open sea, there are not many soft persimmons like him.

However, this selling of identity information seems to be a truly costless business...

Chu Mu looked a little strange. The monks outside the island who were engaged in the business of killing people and seizing treasures needed detailed identity information to identify their targets.

Obviously, these businesses on the island also need detailed information to purchase spiritual materials and expand business channels.

And what will the cultivators who leaked this information have to pay?

"Cats have their own ways, mice have their own ways..."

Chu Mu chuckled. It seems to be the same no matter where he is.

This is true in Da Chu, and it is also true in this vast sea.

"Daoyou, this is the book of alchemy and instruments collected by our business, and there are some detailed explanations of bloodline..."

At this moment, the man hurried over and handed a storage talisman to Chu Mu.

In the storage talisman, hundreds of jade slips were neatly presented. Chu Mu's consciousness flowed, and the information recorded in each jade slip flowed under the perception of his consciousness, and he roughly flipped through and checked.

And the shopkeeper looked at Chu Mu with a little trepidation.

What kind of chaos is outside the island? He has been stationed on this Crescent Island for decades, and he knows it very well.

The cultivator in front of him has been alone overseas for more than ten years. Not to mention the improvement of his cultivation, he has returned safely.

He couldn't afford to offend such a ruthless person.

"Okay, let's do it."

After a while, Chu Mu seemed to have just finished checking. He picked up a cup of spiritual wine, drank it all, and stood up.

"If you have spiritual materials to sell in the future, you can contact Xu at any time. The price is guaranteed to be fair."

Seeing this, the man quickly handed over another voice transmission order and said with a smile.

"Okay."

Chu Mu took the voice transmission order and threw it into the storage space.

Walking out of the store, it was dark. On the empty street, the hanging lamps lit up one after another. The pale white fluorescence was like the moonlight hanging high in the night sky, illuminating the street, but also adding a bit of coldness.

Chu Mu casually played with the jade slip that recorded his identity information and walked slowly on the street, obviously feeling a little bit of wandering in the sky.

After wandering aimlessly for nearly an hour, Chu Mu seemed to have come back to his senses.

He paused for a moment, looked at the towering stone temple on the stone mountain, pondered for a moment, took a step, and led Wangcai to the stone temple.

Entering the teleportation array again, Chu Mu was already familiar with the route. In just a blink of an eye, he had crossed a distance of a million miles.

The surrounding area was no longer the quiet and desolate island in the outer sea, but a bustling hustle and bustle of people.

He looked outside the temple, which was brightly lit and bustling with people.

After more than ten years, he returned to Chixia.

He walked out of the teleportation hall, and when he was about to leave, another shout came from not far away.

Chu Mu looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a group of monks under the steps of the hall, looking at the direction of the hall exit. Their expressions seemed to be no different from those of the shopkeepers waiting at the port of the Crescent Island.

"Senior, I am the shopkeeper of Baishan Merchants..."

"Senior..."

As soon as he stopped, several monks came to greet him immediately.

"Senior, I am from Baibao Pavilion Trading Company..."

"Okay, you are late."

Chu Mu waved his hand, and seeing this, several cultivators immediately shut up.

Chu Mu took a few steps, and seemed to be a little late, so he stopped and turned to look at one of the cultivators: "You just said that you are the shopkeeper of Baibao Pavilion Trading Company?"

"Reporting to the senior, I am a clerk of Baibao Pavilion Trading Company. I am here to purchase monster spirit materials under the order of the shopkeeper."

The man was stunned for a moment, and immediately answered respectfully.

Chu Mu raised his eyebrows, a little confused: "What's the name of your store owner?"

"The store owner's surname is Chang, and the other juniors don't know much..."

"Surname Chang..."

Chu Mu looked a little strange: "Your Baibao Pavilion, isn't it a local store in Hanhai?"

The man hesitated, but immediately explained: "This... I don't know, I just joined the store not long ago..."

Chu Mu pondered for a while, and then asked: "Where is your store located?"

"Reporting to the senior, it is in BJ Hua Street in the city."

Chu Mu frowned and recalled a little. In his memory, there is no store called Baibao Pavilion on Jinghua Street.

"Your company was established recently?"

The man immediately said: "Reporting to the senior, it was established... nine years ago."

"Nine years ago..."

Chu Mu was thoughtful. Nine years ago, he was still hunting monsters in the vast sea...

After a little thought, he glanced at the respectful man, jumped up, and the red escape light crossed the sky. In just a few breaths, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

The man stared at the sky that had disappeared, and seemed a little confused.

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and send a voice transmission to your shopkeeper."

At this time, a colleague beside him patted the man: "This senior, I guess he is an old acquaintance of your shopkeeper, otherwise he wouldn't ask these questions..."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The man woke up as if from a dream, and quickly took out the sound transmission talisman, and sent a voice transmission...

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