My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 643 Nine Lives

The weather is getting colder.

In just over ten days, snowflakes began to fall around Qingqiu Mountain.

Even in the freezing cold, peach blossoms still bloom all over the mountains and fields.

That day, Chen Mu braved the howling wind and walked slowly up the cliffside stone steps.

Not long after passing the Demon-Stabilizing Needle, which resembles a pillar reaching to the sky, the Myriad Scriptures Cave came into view in the distance.

……

"Greetings, Elder Hu." Inside the Wanjing Cave, Chen Mu approached the counter at the entrance, smiling and cupping his hands in greeting.

"Chen Mu?" Hu Buwei looked up and asked in confusion.

Chen Mu was surprised. He was just a lowly Dao soldier, yet this reclusive elder remembered him so clearly.

"Elder Hu still remembers me, it is truly an honor for me," he said tentatively.

Could this heartless old man be plotting something?

"After all, it's a matter of being willing to spend 3,300 white jades... cough, Master."

“Of course it’s worth remembering,” Hu Buwei said calmly.

You mean to say I'm a sucker, right?

Damn old man!

"Speak, what do you want from me?" Hu Buwei said calmly.

Chen Mu suppressed the urge to smash the old man's face and respectfully asked, "I would like to know if there are any other materials besides Mo Li Yin that can be used to refine Peach God Lord?"

"You're dreaming." Hu Buwei said calmly.

That old geezer wouldn't say anything if he didn't want to, but why the hell did he have to curse at me!

"Of course, you can also try to steal Peach God from other people," Hu Buwei casually encouraged.

"Do you have a way to make someone else's Peach God into your own?" Chen Mu's eyes lit up.

"I was just kidding you, and you actually believed me?" Hu Buwei raised an eyebrow, giving him an expression that said, "How dare you be so audacious?"

Chen Mu: “…”

Are you really not afraid of being secretly stuffed with a sack?

"I'm not teasing you anymore," Hu Buwei said with a grin.

"Instead of thinking about refining Peach God, you should focus on practicing the Nine Lives Tribulation Technique," he suggested mysteriously.

"The Nine Lives Divided Tribulation Technique comes from the life-saving divine power of gods and demons. Although it cannot give you nine lives, if you master it to a high level, it is very possible to give you more than half a life."

"You're not lying?" Chen Mu asked suspiciously.

Is this old man trying to trick me into leaving as soon as possible?

"The more proficient you are in the Tribulation Dividing Technique, the closer your connection with Peach God, and the more tribulation techniques they can share for you."

"Originally, I could only share one or two tenths, but I might be able to split it equally with you in the future," Hu Buwei explained earnestly.

"Go back and practice hard. As long as you get the true meaning of the secret technique, you'll definitely have half a life left!" he solemnly promised.

Is there such a good thing?

Chen Mu was overjoyed.

Originally, I came here to inquire about a substitute for the Silver Inkstone, simply out of resentment. I never expected that the Nine Lives Dividing Tribulation Technique itself would contain such a pleasant surprise.

If you practice to a high level, you can obtain the essence of the secret technique?

I know this stuff very well.

It's just about gaining experience through liver training.

let's go!

He immediately clasped his hands in thanks and turned to leave.

……

"Why are you in such a hurry to get rid of him? Is there something wrong with him?" Inside Wanjing Cave, Hu Buwei asked Jiu Fu, who was hiding in his eyes.

"I'm offering you eleven strands of primordial energy. Do you dare accept them?" Nine Heads countered.

"What, you want to possess my body?" Hu Buwei raised an eyebrow.

"See, you wouldn't dare," Jiu Shou said helplessly. "But that guy just now dared."

"He not only dares to absorb, but can also successfully devour and digest it, and no abnormalities occur."

"Your lost essence was intercepted by this person?" Hu Buwei was startled.

Where did this ruthless person come from, and why is he hiding among the Daoist apprentices of the Hundred Illusions Sect?

“This must be a demon in human skin, otherwise it wouldn’t be able to devour so much of my primordial energy,” Nine Heads asserted.

"It could also be a highly skilled Qi cultivator trying to infiltrate the Thousand Machines Sect and cause trouble!" Hu Buwei said solemnly.

He felt as if he had uncovered a corner of some earth-shattering conspiracy, and couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

"Do you think the previous changes in the Chengtian Law Restriction were because of this person?" Hu Buwei asked.

"It's hard to say." Jiu Shou shook his head, but did not deny it.

"Regardless of whether it's related to him or not, we should try to avoid seeing him as much as possible in the future." Hu Buwei frowned deeply.

Nine Heads, recalling the several defeats he had suffered at the hands of this man, nodded in deep agreement. ...

In the dead of night, in a cliffside cave.

"Why does Old Hu's energy flow sound somewhat familiar?"

Chen Mu squinted and thought for a while, then scratched his head.

"Never mind that, the most important thing right now is to practice the Nine Lives Tribulation Technique."

"Although Old Hu is black-hearted and greedy, there should be some credibility to what he says."

"If I master the Tribulation Dividing Technique, even if it doesn't save me half a life, it will still maximize the effectiveness of Peach God."

Chen Mu brought up the gray wall and stared at one of the columns.

Nine Lives Dividing Calamity Technique: 7796/10000;

"The core of the Tribulation Dividing Technique is the refining of the Peach God. When refining the Peach God, one can obtain the maximum amount of secret technique experience."

"Now that the peach wood core is gone, we can try to refine the Peach God a second time."

"Although the proficiency gained is not as much as at the beginning, it is still better than just chanting incantations."

Without hesitation, Chen Mu immediately took out a Peach God from the Five Ghosts Bag and began a second refinement by circulating his magic power.

The overall shape of the small wooden puppet remains unchanged, but the details gradually become more realistic and exquisite.

Each strand of hair on his head was clearly defined, and the texture of his clothing was distinct. The arrangement of his facial features was subtly adjusted, and his expression slowly changed, becoming... becoming increasingly "kind."

Chen Mu: “…”

Is this me?

I don't admit it!

……

bang bang bang...

In the stone mill at the head of Lingtian in Jinyuan Valley.

Inside a black-tiled house, Chen Mu held a long-handled iron hammer and hammered it into the stone mortar in front of him.

Sparks of eerie green light flew out from the stone mortar, and a fist-sized demonic stone was quickly smashed into soybean-sized pebbles.

After tapping it a few more times to confirm that it could no longer be crushed, Chen Mu took out the stone fragments and poured them into the feed inlet of the stone mill next to him.

Then he grabbed the raised handle on the millstone, poured in the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Power, and began to push the millstone to rotate.

The demonic stones, which had just been hammered into small pebbles, were quickly ground into powder and fell from the outlet into the small wooden bucket that had been prepared beforehand.

Chen Mu repeatedly broke the powder and ground it into powder. In just over half an hour, the small wooden bucket at the outlet was half full.

Chen Mu kicked the small wooden bucket, estimating that there were about thirty catties of demonic stone powder inside, which met the minimum standard of the grinding stone workshop.

So he stood in front of the millstone, pretending to push it, but a small wooden figure appeared in his left hand hidden in his sleeve.

As he circulated his magical power, he skillfully began the second round of refining by the Peach God.

……

Time flies, and a day passes quickly.

"Junior brother, the stone powder you ground is so little..." Yang Fu frowned and spoke, his chubby face full of dissatisfaction.

"What insightful opinion does Senior Brother Yang have?" Chen Mu asked with a smile.

Yang Fu was about to speak when he suddenly felt a tightness in his scalp and a chill on his neck, as if someone was blowing a cold wind on his back.

He glanced at Chen Mu, then at the wooden bucket on the ground. The words of reprimand were on the tip of his tongue, but he dared not utter them.

The scene of me inexplicably kneeling down back then involuntarily appeared in my mind.

Is there something wrong with this guy?!

Yang Fu felt uneasy.

He suddenly remembered the incident that happened inside the Washing Cave this year.

Could this be the unknown, vicious criminal who has already committed countless killings at such a young age?

"Senior Brother Yang?" Chen Mu asked softly.

Yang Fu snapped out of his daze and met Chen Mu's smiling eyes, which were curved like slender crescent moons. His chubby face couldn't help but twitch: "Junior Brother, the demonic energy stone powder you ground today is finer than yesterday!"

His small eyes widened, his face full of seriousness: "Great skill!"

"is it?"

"Of course!"

"Is this enough to complete the task?"

"Absolutely no problem!"

What a pity.

I had already prepared the Nightmare Victory Spell, but I couldn't use it.

Why did this Fatty Yang suddenly become a coward for no reason?

It's such a shame.

(End of this chapter)