Zhang Mu sped up his fall, and when the rope reached the end, it was less than a foot from the ground, so he let go and fell lightly to the ground.

Stepping on the soft soil, Zhang Mu took a deep breath, only to feel refreshed, and the air was fragrant.

He walked in the valley and began to look for the place where Zhang Wuji had hidden the scriptures, according to his memory, it should be in a cave somewhere, and it was not difficult to find.

After walking a few steps, he saw some man-made traces, thinking that they were left by Zhang Wuji, he couldn't help but say: "Void, how long has Zhang Wuji been away from here?" ”

"Ten days."

"Damn, isn't it true that Zhang Wuji is still at the bottom of the mountain, breaking his legs at this time, and he is still miserable and unlucky."

Zhang Mu's face was happy, not that he gloated, but as long as he was faster, he could completely cut in front of the protagonist and seize other opportunities.

He sped up on his feet, and it didn't take long to find a cave. After entering, I saw six big characters engraved on the stone wall at a glance: "Zhang Wuji buried the scriptures", and the soil next to the handwriting looked like it had just been buried.

It is estimated that Zhang Wuji would never have imagined that as soon as he walked on the front foot, someone would come over on the back foot.

"That's you!"

Zhang Mu jumped in front of the mountain wall, regardless of the dirt, and pulled at the dirt for a while, and soon dug up a thing.

Wipe the dirt off the surface, sure enough, it was an oilcloth, opened it a few times, and six scriptures were lying quietly inside.

"Drop, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Jiuyang True Scripture and rewarding 2000 virtual values."

A prompt sounded in his ears, and Zhang Mu's heart was ecstatic, trembling and began to look at a few scriptures.

There are four copies of the Ranga Sutra, one copy of the Poison Sutra and one copy of the Medicine Sutra, which is simply buy four and get two free.

Putting aside the two scriptures of the poison doctor, Zhang Mu picked up the first volume of the Lenga Sutra, opened it and found the Jiuyang Sutra.

Looking at the crooked and casually written words, Zhang Mu sighed a little, how many people would have thought that such a peerless miracle was actually written in the cracks, and it was not worth it at all.

Jiuyang Zhenjing is written in ancient Chinese, and Zhang Mu can also recognize it, but after carefully studying it, he still frowned.

Without him, just because the scriptures are obscure, although he has a good understanding, he can only understand two or three points for a while, and if he wants to learn it, it is by no means possible to do it in a short time.

After all, it took Zhang Wuji a protagonist to achieve success, and it took five years to achieve it, and this is because the other party has practiced Wudang Jiuyang Gong in advance, and only with the inheritance of the authentic Jiuyang Sutra can it be done to such an extent.

But now the time is extremely short, and he can't spend a few years practicing, which will not be able to complete the main task at all.

"It seems that the imaginary value obtained from obtaining the Jiuyang True Scripture this time must be spent."

Zhang Mu immediately made a decision, ready to exchange the virtual value for cultivation experience.

If it weren't for the fact that in the world of trials, all the experience and memories he had gained belonged to him and would not be deprived of them, otherwise he would be reluctant to do so.

"Virtual, how much imaginary value is needed to fully grasp the Jiuyang True Scripture."

"Host, the Jiuyang True Scripture is a top-level martial art, and the experience of fully mastering it requires 5,000 virtual values."

"It's so expensive!" Zhang Mu's face changed, so that the 2000 imaginary value could not be fully mastered.

"Host, the mastery of the Jiuyang Sutra is divided into beginner, coarse, small, proficient, and large, and the cost of each level is 1000 points."

Zhang Mu's face is much better, he can now reach the stage of rough passage at the earliest, although he is only experience, and there is no corresponding internal qi, but he himself has internal qi, which can make up for the lack of only experience.

"Void, the protagonist has been cultivating for five years, what level has he reached?"

"Xiaocheng."

"That's not a loss at all, it costs 2,000 virtual values, and I want rough experience."

He decisively spent the virtual value to exchange for cultivation experience, because the experience could be brought out, and he learned the Nine Yang True Scripture, and his cultivation could be improved quickly.

As soon as the words fell, a huge amount of experience poured into his mind, and it quickly merged with his memory, and the original obscure Jiuyang True Scripture, he immediately seemed to have studied it ten thousand times, and it seemed to have been cultivated many times, and he was extremely familiar.

He hurriedly sat cross-legged, according to his experience and luck, he was suddenly refreshed, his whole body was warm, the internal qi of the dantian was tumbling, and a few breaths were thick.

Even if he had expected it, Zhang Mu was still surprised, is this a divine skill that is two levels higher than Tiger Crane Gong? The two are simply incomparable!

The more Zhang Mu cultivated, the more refreshing he became, and he practiced in one breath for a day and a night, until he was really hungry in his stomach, and then he stopped.

At this time, his dantian internal qi had increased by several percent, and the inner qi of the top ten serious middle was rolling, and he had changed from a high-level martial artist to a peak martial artist in just one day.

These are all the effects of the coarse-level Nine Yang True Scripture, which makes the speed at which he gathers qi reach a terrifying level.

Now as long as he cultivates every day, within a month, he will be able to open up the second vein of Ren Du and become a martial artist, that is, a peerless master in this world.

This is the effect of the out-of-the-money value, just like some games in his original world, where you can level up quickly for money.

Leaving the cave, Zhang Mu came to the valley, eating wild fruits, and hunting fish and beasts to fill his stomach, and he was busy for a while. Delicious food that made Zhang Mu very enjoyable.

"If it weren't for the mission, I'd rather do penance here."

Zhang Mu lay on the soft grass, looking at the waterfall flowing down like a white dragon, the breeze in his ears, extremely leisurely.

"The protagonist has been away for 11 days, and now he should still be healing, wait a few more days, this place is really lovely."

Zhang Mu didn't leave, he had been fighting outside before, and he didn't stop hurrying when he came to this world, he really needed a good rest.

For three consecutive days, Zhang Mu indulged in the wild fruits of the valley, ate chicken, grilled fish, and teased monkeys...... In addition to practicing the Jiuyang Sutra, he is also studying the Poison Sutra and the Medical Sutra.

There is a royal technique such as the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate as the foundation, and he can also read the two books of the way of medicine and poison, and he has gained a lot. In the future, with acupuncture, he believes that ordinary injuries and poisons can be easily solved.

In his spare time, he also saw a corpse in a crevice, stuck among the rocks, most likely Na Zhu Changling.

This person is a family with a lot of wealth, his ancestors are still in the line of the Southern Emperor, he has a yang finger in his inheritance, and his martial arts are very good.

Zhang Mu secretly took this person as a warning, reminded himself not to be blinded by greed, and noted down the corresponding location, so that he could find Zhang Wuji when the time came, and then he walked up the rope and left this valley outside the world.

In three days, he opened up another meridian, and his cultivation was much better than when he came in, so he was able to quickly climb the cliff, and only after identifying the direction did he go down the mountain from one side.

After going around a big circle, a day later, Zhang Mu came to the location where Zhang Wuji might have fallen and began to look for it again.

Kunlun is at a very high altitude, and it is still snowy here, and the air inside the curtain is thick, so that I am not afraid of this cold, but my eyes are hurt by the reflection of the snow.

"Nima, where the hell is it, it's really hard to find."

Zhang Mu rubbed his sour eyes, complaining a little, such a large place, it is really difficult to find a person.

He had no choice but to give up, and when he saw that it was getting dark, he went to a cave and got some game to fill his stomach, and waited for the next day.

On the second day, there was still no harvest, and Zhang Curtain estimated that there was a deviation in the place where the protagonist fell, so he had to increase the range.

But in the vast snowy mountains, one person is so small, not to mention that the protagonist is injured, and he is deliberately hiding, which makes it more difficult to find.

Zhang Mu was too lazy to look for it, he found a high place, waited for the rabbit to get up, as long as the pearl appeared, he could naturally see it, and it would save him a lot of trouble.

As for why he followed Zhang Wuji, the reason is very simple, basically the tasks he wants to complete are related to the other party, and it is convenient to follow them.