Chapter 442 Shortcut

More than ten days passed in a flash, and it was late at night.

Gray fog slowly surged, tightly covering the sky above the Haizi Camp. Several groups of dark green flames were like pendulums, slowly but non-stop swimming in the fog.

The camp of the third flag of the Yanxing Department.

The faint green light penetrated into the barracks through the huge paper window, and as time passed, it slowly moved and slowly shone on Chen Mu's face.

Chen Mu, who was sitting cross-legged against the wall, opened his eyes and looked at the barracks quietly.

It was late at night, and everyone else had fallen into a deep sleep. Shi Dechun, who was not far away, muttered incoherently.

"Will the Yin spirit dream of ghosts?"

Chen Mu looked at the people in different sleeping states quietly, silently.

He stayed in the Yinming for several months and found that these so-called Yin spirits were not the spirits after death in the traditional sense.

Eating and sleeping are no different from living people, with different personalities and preferences, and they are not very attached to their previous lives. They are just like another living life with some memories of their previous lives.

When a faint green light passed by his eyes again, Chen Mu shook his head slightly and collected his mind.

A faint wave slowly covered everyone, and the magical power of confusing the gods brought by the true form of the heavenly demon quietly activated.

Although the old ghost of confusion is not effective, if it is just a little more powerful, it can easily make these people sleep more deeply.

The next moment, Chen Mu's figure became illusory, and the whole person sank into the ground and disappeared.

...

More than ten meters underground in the barracks.

In a secret room the size of an ordinary bedroom, Chen Mu slowly appeared.

The index finger flicked slightly, and a strand of Yin Ling's divine power drilled into several white leather lanterns hanging on the wall.

There was no oil or core inside the lantern, but a warm white candle flame ignited out of thin air, and the dark secret room was suddenly bright.

"This underground secret room is still reassuring." Chen Mu stretched his body, walked around the small secret room twice, and stood in the middle of the secret room.

The five ghosts' black smoke surged, and a half-man-high white jade water tank appeared in front of him. It was filled with clear water from the Wangchuan River, which he had condensed bit by bit during this period of time.

Chen Mu called up the gray wall and looked at one of the columns.

Huangquan Yin: 3703/10000/first level;

At this time, the silver thread pattern on the palm of the right hand had changed greatly. Its edge was still covered with messy silk threads, but the inside was quite neat and smooth, and the whole was already a hollow ring that was not very round.

"Not slow, not slow, but if it could be faster, it would be better." Chen Mu couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"We still have to give it a try."

"This outer world is not safe after all."

He was determined, and as he moved his mind, the ring heated up slightly, and the river water in the white jade water tank flew up out of thin air and floated to Chen Mu's side.

It was like an oval silkworm pupa, slowly wrapping Chen Mu's whole body inside.

He tried his best to control the river water, keeping it half a finger away from his skin.

The next moment, Chen Mu took a deep breath and suddenly activated the Feiyan Sutra that he had practiced to the limit.

Boom!

The pitch-black flame suddenly emerged, and every inch of Chen Mu's skin was covered with green flames in an instant.

The extreme Feiyan Sutra allowed him to fully control the flames, easily covering his entire body, while keeping his clothes intact.

The flames burned quietly, and he felt no pain or itch on his body, but Chen Mu did not dare to be careless at all, and stared intently at the gentle green flames that looked like a well-behaved cat.

Because he knew very well that as long as the flames rioted, the cat in front of him would immediately turn into a hungry tiger that would devour people, and if he was not careful, he would burn him into smoke.

Time passed slowly.

Half an hour later.

A wisp of still flame at the tip of the nose suddenly flickered as if disturbed by Chen Mu's breathing.

Chen Mu's heart jumped violently, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Without any warning.

Boom!

The flame close to the skin suddenly expanded, and the inside seemed to explode and spread violently around.

Chen Mu's whole body was instantly transformed into a raging human torch!

The severe pain made Chen Mu's whole body twitch violently, but he did not dare to distract himself at all. Huangquan Yin was activated instantly, and the water of the Wangchuan River wrapped around his body suddenly shrank inward, firmly suppressing the rioting flames.

Sizzle...

A series of sounds of raw meat being put on the hot grill plate sounded, and the small secret room was instantly filled with water mist and white smoke.

The white lantern on the wall was immediately corroded by the water of the Wangchuan River, and the flame inside disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After a long while, in the stubborn flame of the last lantern, the white smoke finally slowly dissipated.

Uh...

The severe pain made Chen Mu's throat seem like he had swallowed a burning charcoal and could hardly speak.

He immediately summoned his flesh and blood body to replace it.

Even so, the memory of the pain still remained in his mind, making his face pale.

Throwing a soft couch casually, Chen Mu leaned back weakly and took a deep breath.

"If I hadn't prepared twice as much water from the Wangchuan River, I might have been burned to smoke just now!"

"That was close!"

After taking a few breaths, Chen Mu took out a handful of jade dew beads and activated the soul-recovering technique.

The warm essence came continuously, and he immediately sent it all into the secret acupoint between his eyebrows.

After sucking several handfuls of jade dew beads in a row, he felt a slight swelling in his eyebrows, and he was completely relieved.

He called out the gray wall and looked at one of the columns.

Huangquan Yin: 4062/10000/Level 1;

"It's done!"

Chen Mu couldn't help but punch hard.

In the past, I could only gain more than 300 experience points by practicing secretly for a day.

Just now, I took a risk and in half an hour, the effect was as good as the previous day!

"The Feiyan Sutra can really help Huangquan Yin practice!"

A few days ago, in order not to waste the water of the Wangchuan River, he used it to assist in the practice of Feiyan Sutra.

As a result, he unexpectedly found that although he was practicing Feiyan Sutra, the secret method Huangquan Yin inexplicably gave him some extra experience. At that time, he guessed that Feiyan Sutra might be able to assist Huangquan Yin in practicing.

After several attempts, this was also confirmed.

But before, in order to extinguish the rioting green flame in time, he would only let the green flame cover his right palm. Each practice took six or seven hours. It was indeed safe, but it took too long. In order to improve efficiency, this crazy experiment was conducted.

"It is indeed dangerous, but after all, it is just the true form of the sky demon. As long as the flesh and blood true body is not damaged, it can be quickly restored."

"Prepare enough Wangchuan River water in advance and save enough jade dew, so that you can quickly brush Huangquan Yin experience."

Thinking of this, Chen Mu couldn't help but smile.

...

The next day, the sky was slightly bright.

Chen Mu got out of the ground. Everyone in the barracks was still asleep, but there was some movement outside the barracks.

Not long after, the sound of muffled thunder-like drums came from deep in the camp, and the soul-calling flags rose into the air as usual, taking many ghost soldiers to fly to the Blood River to hunt water apes.

Everyone withdrew their eyes as usual, some continued to sleep, and some gathered together to chat.

The leader of the Yanxing tribe was moving, and the ghost soldiers had not returned from hunting. They had nothing to do and had to kill time.

Chen Mu returned to the barracks and continued to think about Huangquan Yin until noon, when he stopped practicing.

He walked out of the barracks, strolled around the camp, stretched his body a little, and prepared to follow the Yanxing tribe to the Blood River. But after waiting for a long time, the ghost soldiers never returned.

"Something is wrong." Shi Dechun came to Chen Mu: "In the past, the ghost soldiers would have returned at this time, but today..."

"It's not just today that's wrong." Chen Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

The time of the return of the ghost soldiers is uncertain, but it is getting later and later overall. And there are more and more water ape corpses on the battlefield. This shows that the Blood River is becoming more and more dangerous.

"Do you know how to get to the Huangquan Division?" Chen Mu asked.

The Huangquan Division is also an auxiliary force. They do not need to leave the camp. They only need to condense the water of the Wangchuan River every day and maintain the bottomless pool in the southwest corner of the camp where the water ape corpses are processed.

"Difficult!" Shi Dechun had already helped him to inquire.

"It is said that one spell must draw at least one cauldron of Wangchuan River water. And the total amount of Wangchuan River water condensed in one day must reach ten cauldrons."

"These two are the minimum standards for entering the Huangquan Division, and the difficulty is extremely high."

"There is a person in our B3 Banner who can condense the water of the Wangchuan River. Unfortunately, he only practiced nine cauldrons and did not pass the assessment of the City Lord's Mansion, so he was arranged to join our Yanxing Division B3 Banner." Shi Dechun looked regretful.

There are such capable people?

"Where is that person?" Chen Mu was curious.

"Look! It's the skinny old man who hosts the gambling game in the barracks opposite."

Chen Mu couldn't help but frowned slightly. It's just one cauldron away. Can't it be achieved by practicing for a few more months?

"Doesn't he want to transfer to the Yellow Springs?"

"He dreams of it, but unfortunately..." Shi Dechun shook his head: "Unfortunately, he is too young!"

Huh?

That skinny old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face?

He is still young? !

"For any Yin spirit that has not cultivated the magical ghost pattern, the total amount of divine power can only be accumulated over time. He has only been in the Yinming for eighty-three years, young! Young! Too young!" Shi Dechun shook his head repeatedly.

Listen to what nonsense you are talking about.

An eighty-three-year-old ghost dares to call himself young? !

Chen Mu couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Shi Dechun looked strange: "Yin spirits can easily live for more than two hundred years, and eighty-three is not even half of it, so of course it is considered young!"

Chen Mu: "..."

So, humans have limits, and not being a human can immediately increase lifespan?

Okay...