The light yellow mana aura seeped into the rock formations silently.
The originally very hard rock suddenly became as soft as mud, and even overflowed.
Wang Chen reached out and grabbed it, and a large ball of ooze was captured and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Suddenly there was a space in front of me.
Wang Chen was able to move forward and repeat the previous operation.
Looking at the entire world of mountains and seas, except for Jindan Zhenren and Yuanying Zhenxian, even Master Zifu probably can't find anyone who can compare with him in terms of attainments in clay and stone arts.
Wang Chen has mastered the Dzogchen level mud and stone technique to perfection.
Coupled with the improvement of his cultivation level, his speed of digging tunnels is now several times faster than when he was at Sunset Peak Manor.
The most important thing is that Wang Chen has more than a dozen storage bags hanging on his body!
These specially vacated storage bags can accommodate a huge amount of softened stone mud, which greatly improves his efficiency.
Considering the approaching catastrophe, Wang Chen, who planned to cultivate in Dongwuzhai until he broke through his body and opened his body, prepared to create a new glory in his excavation career and dug out a large maze nest.
At present, the progress of this project has exceeded one-third, and what he is digging now is the second secret escape tunnel.
This secret passage extends from the underground of Wang Chen's house and leads north to the depths of the mountain.
The secret passage that goes hundreds of feet underground cannot be seen from the sky, and Wang Chen is digging hard like a diligent mole.
It seems like I have returned to my time at the outer sect of Yunyang Sect.
It wasn't until the magic power in his Dantian was almost exhausted that Wang Chen stopped working and returned to the secret room through the dug tunnel, where his luck and breath control were restored.
When the sea of qi becomes full again and all the energy and spirit return to their best condition, the long night has passed.
He returned to the house on the ground and briefly washed himself.
In fact, many monks use cleansing techniques to clean their bodies, which is simple, convenient and effortless.
But Wang Chen retained the habit of his previous life. As long as conditions allowed, he would brush his teeth once in the morning and evening with a toothbrush made of pig bristles and tooth powder mixed with bamboo salt.
In addition, washing your face, scalding your feet, and taking a bath basically follow the preferences of your previous life.
Although this approach has no real significance for a practitioner, even if his body is unclean for a hundred years, it is unlikely that he will develop any periodontal disease.
But Wang Chen is still willing to waste some time on this.
There may be some things that have penetrated into his soul long ago and cannot be erased even after rebirth!
After finishing washing, Wang Chen went out to have breakfast.
Recently, he discovered a breakfast shop two streets away that served delicious roasted animal meat and tofu curd.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Wang Chen had just walked out of the house when he heard the crisp sound of banging a wooden clapper from the other side of the alley.
At dawn, the doors of the neighboring houses opened almost at the same time, and several women came out carrying buckets of night incense.
They greeted each other, talked and laughed.
"Good morning, fellow Taoist cultivator Wang!"
One of them, a woman with a face like a silver plate and a plump body, suddenly lit up when she saw Wang Chen who had just left the house.
He quickly put down the night incense bucket and saluted him.
Although Wang Chen's appearance is ordinary, his seventh-level Qi cultivation level puts him at the top of the list in this alley. Even if he is new here, he must be respected.
Wang Chen coughed, nodded and replied, "Good morning, Fellow Daoist Chen."
Wang Xiu is his pseudonym.
And this woman is the neighbor across the door, the wife of the Chen family, with a fourth level of Qi cultivation.
With that said, Wang Chen quickened his pace and walked towards the entrance of the alley.
Because the bullock cart that collects night fragrance is coming soon, the smell is really ecstatic!
Most of the residents living in this alley are monks.
The conditions in the scattered villages are incomparable to those in the immortal sect, and life is much more difficult.
Three meals a day, very few casual practitioners can eat spiritually, let alone swallow pills and take Zhibigu.
In order to fill their stomachs, most people have to eat some rice and food with little spiritual energy content to fill their stomachs.
This inevitably leads to the problem of grain reincarnation.
Then there were people who specially bought the night incense from the monks and sold it to spiritual planters inside and outside the city to fertilize their fields.
It is said that the retting "human manure" is very effective and can increase the rice yield a lot.
The environment of the scattered cultivator's stronghold is really incomparable to that of the Immortal Sect that occupies the spiritual veins.
People here must try their best to use all available resources to survive and practice.
During Wang Chen’s visit to Dongwuzhai, he felt deeply about this!
As he walked out of the alley, he passed by a swaying bullock cart.
Wang Chen once heard someone talking in a teahouse, saying that the night incense business in Dongwuzhai was contracted by a monk named Xu and a monk named Ding, and the profits were quite huge!
Rats have their own paths, and snakes have their own paths. Even though Dongwuzhai is just a settlement of casual cultivators, the water inside is also very deep.
After crossing two streets, Wang Chen came to the breakfast shop.
Although it was just dawn, there were already many diners sitting in the shed.
"Senior Wang, please come in quickly."
When he saw Wang Chen, the boss who was standing in front of the oil pan making "fried evil spirits" immediately greeted him with a smile: "Is today the same as yesterday?"
"Same."
Wang Chen found a seat and sat down, and said: "Add one more animal meat to the fire."
The beast meat roast is made from spiritual rice and monster meat, and the price is much more expensive than the ordinary roast.
Of course it tastes better too.
"okay!"
The owner of the breakfast shop on the third floor of Qi training shouted to his wife on the second floor of Qi training: "Brother five pieces of animal meat, fry three strips of evil spirits, and a bowl of sweet tofu!"
Wang Chen smiled slightly when he heard this.
The so-called "fried evil spirits" are actually fried dough sticks, and the method of making them was taught to him by him.
As for the name "Fried Evil Ghost", it is purely Wang Chen's personal little taste.
The breakfast shop owner successfully trial-produced it under Wang Chen's guidance, and it was very popular among diners once it was launched.
So he was extra enthusiastic and polite to Wang Chen.
It's not just because of Wang Chen's high cultivation level.
Soon five fire-roasted dishes, three fried dough sticks, and a large bowl of steaming sweet tofu were served on the table.
Let Wang Chen have a great meal.
In fact, compared to sweet tofu, he prefers salty tofu, which is the kind of tofu that is added with soy sauce, cooking skin, seaweed, mustard, chives and other condiments.
However, these condiments were not available at all, and the taste was far from what Wang Chen remembered.
In comparison, the sweet tofu curd is just fine.
The meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside when grilled, and the gravy is sweet and rich in taste.
The fried dough sticks are crispy and delicious, and paired with the sweet tofu curd, it is very soothing to the stomach.
Wang Chen was satisfied with such a simple breakfast and felt that his life had been sublimated.
After paying for breakfast, and with the boss's attentive farewell, he rushed to Fangshi in Dongwuzhai.
Wang Chen wants to set up a stall there today, but if he gets there late, there will be no seats.