Chapter 410 Deer Call

This was not the first time Chen Mu moved.

After confirming the itinerary, he began to pack his belongings skillfully.

The useful things were put into the Five Ghost Bag, and the useless things were absorbed by the Five Ghost Bag.

He went to the market at the foot of the mountain to buy pots, pans, sheets, quilts and daily necessities, and sealed them in the mustard seed talisman to form a relocation kit.

He also bought some common medicinal herbs, so that he would not be afraid of not having materials to boil Huiyuan soup when he arrived at the new place.

After making preparations one by one, he stayed quietly in the small building, practicing every day, waiting for the person who would take over to arrive.

…

Ten days later.

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the huge cloud bat flying boat slowly rose into the air.

Feeling the slight vibration from the cabin wall behind him, Chen Mu's heart gradually calmed down. He was used to running around.

"I don't know if I will have the opportunity to visit the old place again in the future."

Just as he was recalling the relatively peaceful daily life over the past year, a deer cry suddenly came into his ears.

This sound...

He turned around, but found that the disciples of the lower courtyard who were traveling with him were either meditating with their eyes closed or talking in a low voice, but no one paid attention to the inexplicable deer cry.

The Di Ting Fa was activated.

The scene of Jilong Mountain below came into his mind.

The green mountains were still there, and the breeze blew through the terraces, making a rustling sound.

An illusion?

Chen Mu frowned slightly.

But just as he retracted the Di Ting Fa.

A huge monster suddenly appeared in his perception.

The thing was surrounded by smoke and filled with white smoke and strange insects. Eight pale long legs, each of which was the same height as Jilong Mountain.

The head had ferocious antlers, and the body was covered with pale bones that looked like dense forests of grass and trees.

Chen Mu's heart palpitated just by being swept by the Di Ting Fa. The whole person was like a fly in amber, fixed in place, unable to move at all.

Buzz!

The cloud bat flying boat vibrated, and violent airflow gushed out. The two wings of the flying boat rolled slightly, and the entire hull quickly took off.

Chen Mu suddenly woke up.

Activated Di Ting again.

Light white clouds floated in the mountains, and small people were busy everywhere. The whole Jilong Mountain was still as peaceful and quiet as before.

But the huge monster just now disappeared without a trace.

It was as if that terrifying glimpse was just his illusion.

"Is it really an illusion..." Chen Mu couldn't help but mutter in a trance.

Wilt disease, white smoke monster, the world that was gradually becoming familiar seemed to become hazy again.

...

The sky was clear and the sun was scorching.

A dense forest with no end in sight spread across the ground, like a green carpet.

The light white mist was like cotton, scattered on the treetops.

In the dense forest, accompanied by a series of slight air-breaking sounds, seven or eight two-story-high and more than ten-meter-long seven-star centipedes appeared.

They carried a pile of goods covered with oilcloth and walked through the forest in an orderly manner.

Behind them, a group of people in different clothes walked slowly forward on the path made by the seven-star centipedes.

Chen Mu landed in the middle of the team, wearing a gray robe and a hood, and hurried on his way silently without saying a word.

It was half a month after he left Jilong Mountain.

Ganhe Lower Courtyard was too remote, and the cloud bat flying boat would not go there.

He was afraid of getting into danger by driving the flying kite himself, so he had to leave the flying boat at a place called Lichuan Lower Courtyard, and followed the people around him to follow the Dao faction transport team to Ganhe Lower Courtyard.

Maybe it was behind Jilong Road, or maybe the vitality at the edge of Dongling was poor and not worth fighting for.

Along the way, let alone the imagined roadblocks and robberies, not even a slightly stronger beast appeared.

Just when he felt bored on the road, a conversation came to his ears.

In the front team, a tall and thin young man in gray clothes said impatiently: "Brother, we have been walking for eight or nine days, right? Isn't this Ganhe Lower Courtyard too far away?"

The short and fat young man in brown clothes next to him said calmly: "It's almost there."

The tall and thin young man in gray clothes curled his lips and came closer to complain in a low voice: "We shouldn't have come."

"Look behind you, the people from our Baigong Hall are all old guys with no ambition. If you ask me, this Ganhe Lower Courtyard is a nursing home!"

"If you want to make a fortune, you still have to go to the Canglan River..."

The short and fat young man said nothing and hurried forward step by step.

The tall and thin young man seemed to have long been accustomed to his brother's silence and still complained beside him.

After a long while, when the tall and thin young man was so dry that he shut up, the short and fat young man in brown clothes said lightly: "These old guys have been in the Baigong Hall for many years, and each one is more slick and shrewd than the other. Don't you think about why they all came to Ganhe Lower Courtyard?"

The tall and thin young man was stunned: "Why?"

"Because it's safe!" The short and fat young man said in a deep voice.

"Isn't this still a nursing home!" The tall and thin young man couldn't help but stare.

Chen Mu, who heard the conversation of the two people not far away, couldn't help but curl up his mouth.

"You are young now."

"Practicing Qi and cultivating immortals is a long process. If you want to achieve something, the key is to survive safely."

"You came to the right place this time."

"The younger brother is more calm than the older brother, which is interesting."

The tall and thin young man was dissatisfied and chattered around the short and fat young man.

Talking about how good Canglan Lower Courtyard is, there are white jades everywhere, and you can pick them up with a sack. Talking about how deserted Ganhe Lower Courtyard is, how remote it is.

Until the spit dried up and he had to take out the water bag to drink water, the short and fat young man said lightly: "Do you know where the Gan River leads to in the end?"

"Can it lead to the Dragon Palace?" The tall and thin young man subconsciously refuted.

The short and fat young man glanced at his brother meaningfully.

The thin and tall young man couldn't help but be stunned: "No way?"

"Then the Gan River is connected to the Tongtian River?"

"We are not far from the Tianhe Water Palace?!"

Not far from the two of them, an old man in black clothes and a goatee came over with a smile: "Wen family boy, are you dumbfounded? Learn from your brother."

"Ganhe Lower Court is indeed poor, but as long as you have the skills, you can go to Tianhe Water Palace to earn resources."

"With this safe and stable channel, who would go to Canglan River to fight and kill and exchange their lives for money?"

The familiar members of the Baigong Hall all laughed happily.

Chen Mu, who was not far away, also laughed.

There is no shortage of smart people everywhere.

There are those who are brave and diligent, and are keen to seize opportunities to make a fortune, such as Jia Tian.

There are also those who act calmly and prefer to take things slowly, such as the group of Baigong Hall staff in front of them.

"You are smart and have good vision?" The tall and thin young man was obviously familiar with the people around him. He was still stubborn and said with his neck stiff: "I think you are just timid, so you chose this place..."

"Hey, Wen family boy, don't disbelieve it."

"Even if our vision is not good, you can't say that Moduyuan has bad vision, right?"

"That's the young master of Danbao Pavilion, the third generation of direct descendants."

"He personally asked for orders to come here to supervise the construction of Ganhe Lower Court."

"What does this mean? This means that Ganhe Lower Court has unlimited prospects!"

The tall and thin young man was stunned.

Chen Mu, who was not far away, couldn't help but stiffen all over.

Third generation of direct descendants?

Moduyuan?

This sounds a bit familiar!

He suddenly had a bad premonition.

...

Ganhe Lower Court was built in a huge pocket valley, and the entrance of the valley was the Ganhe River beach.

A group of strong men carried heavy stone bars with a long section of floor slabs as big as door panels and ran out of the valley in an orderly manner. Just like ants carrying huge leaves, they were transported to the riverbank in groups.

There, another group of people were chanting spells. The mud at the bottom of the river surged out and rose into the air. Then it was covered with stone strips, and the mud was turned into stone and wrapped and adhered, and quickly piled up into a neat embankment.

A deep-water ferry, with the blessing of many secret methods, quickly took shape.

Deep in the Ganhe Valley, there was a wooden house in a small forest on a hillside.

The wooden house was supported by a bracket and was two meters above the ground. The inside was simply divided into three rooms, with bedrooms, living rooms and kitchens.

This was Chen Mu’s new residence in the lower courtyard of Ganhe, which he hired skilled workers from the Baigong Hall to build.

A long corridor was habitually left in front of the door, and the roof eaves were extended on it. Even if it was cloudy and rainy, it would not prevent him from drinking tea and hiding in the corridor.

A comfortable rocking chair was placed on the corridor, and Chen Mu was now curled up in it.

It was blowing the mountain breeze and smelling the faint wood fragrance, but it didn't feel comfortable at all, but frowned.

In the past few days here, he has confirmed that the head of Ganhe Lower Court is Mo Wuzhou.

"I left Jilong Mountain with great effort, but ended up running into Mo Wuzhou again? Tsk..."

"What if he finds Hunyuan Qi?"

"I don't want to lose the exquisite jade plate."

"But the hidden Qi vine can only restrain the earth spirit Qi, and it won't work if it encounters Hunyuan Qi."

Chen Mu's consciousness sank into the Five Ghosts Bag, pushed away a ghost monster that came over curiously, and rummaged around in the small space of the wooden frame.

It took a long time to find several books with curled edges from a pile of miscellaneous books.

Chen Mu looked at the black leather book with a complicated expression.

The book is a miscellaneous record of cultivation, from Liu Hongyang. He is good at turning the ground into steel, born in the Hall of Hundred Craftsmen, and met Chen Mu in Wuyan Mountain.

Later, Sun Wuhuan died, the gourd sword box was lost, and the Sun family arrested and interrogated many people, and this Senior Brother Liu was also implicated.

Due to the cruel means, Senior Brother Liu's jade seed foundation was damaged, causing him to become extreme and possessed, worshiping the evil god. In the end, he attacked Chen Mu, but was killed by him in Yingchou Mountain.

These cultivation notes recorded all the other party's cultivation feelings, and some of the contents were related to restrictions.

The evil god altar of the Winter Moon God was hidden by Senior Brother Liu using restrictions.

"Evil god's aura can be blocked."

"It shouldn't be difficult to block a little Hunyuan Qi..." Chen Mu scratched his scalp, feeling a little uneasy.