Early the next morning, Chen Li yawned and opened the door.
The man who happened to see Zhou Hong was about to go out.
This person's surname was Gao Mingbo. He was tall and burly, and his slightly narrowed eyes occasionally flashed with fierceness. It was said that he was in the late stage of Qi training and usually lived in seclusion. He left early and came back late every day. Chen Li rarely saw him.
"Fellow Taoist Gao, are you going out?" Chen Li bowed his hands in greeting cautiously, feeling a little guilty and short of breath for no reason.
"Yeah!" Gao Bo was taciturn, glanced at Chen Li, nodded, and left in a hurry.
Chen Li didn't pay attention to the other party's cold attitude. He turned around and went back to the house, and couldn't help but curse himself secretly:
'Really, why are you so guilty?'
'baffling!'
…
More than ten days later.
Early in the morning, after several days of psychological preparation, I gritted my teeth and walked towards the wilderness, fully armed.
These days, his swordsmanship has already reached proficiency.
The level of proficiency in swordsmanship really gave him a big surprise.
This state requires controlling every muscle in the body, integrating the whole body's strength, and condensing it into a bundle. Compared with the proficiency stage, the power is more than doubled. Even if an ordinary person swings a sword at will, it is astonishingly powerful.
It's just that the difficulty of finely controlling body muscles is too high.
Even with the previous foundation and the gradual breakthrough, Chen Li still spent a full week of hard training before it was completely digested and absorbed by him and formed muscle memory.
In addition, during this period, he broke through to the master level of ‘spiritual power snapping’.
Chen Li, who had achieved great success, was finally ready to take action and couldn't help but want to go to the wild and try his sword.
…
While walking on the road, he couldn't help but touch the two high-level talismans placed close to his chest.
A light body charm: 2 low-grade spiritual stones.
A self-defense amulet: 4 low-grade spiritual stones.
The former is used for running away, and the latter is used for self-defense.
For these two talismans, he spent most of his savings.
Except for a spare spiritual stone on hand and some gold left, I really have nothing left.
"Alas, we are still poor." Chen Li sighed.
There were too many good things in the market, and he could only look at most of them. As a casual cultivator who made a living by practicing Qi and three-level painting talismans, he had enough food and clothing, but it was impossible to live a better life.
"Fortunately, if these two talismans are not used, they can be sold back to the market, but they are not really spent." He kept thinking in his mind.
"I can now draw an evil-proofing talisman every day, and the average success rate is about 4.50%. After deducting the material cost of purchasing 'talisman skin' and 'blood ink', I estimate that I can earn 9 low-grade spiritual stones.
As for monthly expenses:
Rent, 1 piece.
The consumption of spiritual rice per month is 3.
Plus other odds and ends expenses, 1.
There are 4 pills left every month.”
Chen Li thought about it and felt that this income was pretty good.
If we live alone, we will even have a better life than on earth.
"If I could make my own 'talisman skin' and mix my own 'blood ink', then the balance would probably double."
"No wonder the original owner has such a good life and can go there often..."
Thinking of this, Chen Li secretly resented that he had not inherited the relevant memories of the original owner, but instead caused a lot of trouble.
As soon as we walked out of the shanty town, the surrounding area quickly became desolate. The undulating dark green mountains in the distance looked like a sleeping dragon, lying prone quietly.
He quickly stopped his messy thoughts and became vigilant.
A trampled path winds and stretches into the distance. There are overgrown weeds in both parts of the path, and small trees are sparsely dotted among them. The entire wilderness is full of traces of burning fire.
Bones can be seen everywhere here, and you can even see a human skull not far away.
Chen Li couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
But thinking that I couldn't stay in a safe area all my life, I mustered up the courage to move forward.
…
The surrounding grass began to become dense, almost waist-high, and there were gradually more trees nearby. Occasionally, a sharp and weird cry resounded through the wilderness, making people's hair stand on end.
An unknown little insect seemed to be alarmed by the sound of footsteps, and it spread its wings and flew quickly.
However, it has not yet flown a foot high.
next moment.
An invisible force smashed it into pieces, and with the remaining strength, it pierced a small tree three meters away.
Master-level ‘spiritual finger snapping’.
"Hoo ho!"
Chen Li stared nervously at the rustling grass for a while, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. In the distance, there were scattered cultivators in twos and threes walking in groups, talking and laughing, and there were faint sounds floating in the air.
"I'm so nervous, relax, relax."
Chen Li held the slightly wet hilt of the sword, took a few deep breaths, and continued to move forward with a serious face.
"呲"
A rat-like creature as big as a kitten, lurking in conspiracy, suddenly exploded its head.
"呲"
A sneaky lizard was beaten in two.
"呲"
A large bird with ill intentions flew by at low altitude and was blown into pieces of blood.
"呲"
A wild beast watching from a distance with unknown intentions died an unexpected death.
"呲"
…
The master-level ‘spiritual finger snap’ has a killing range of up to fifty meters.
The power can penetrate gold and crack stones within twenty meters.
He did experiments secretly.
Within twenty meters, an ordinary tree with a thickness of thirty centimeters was directly penetrated.
Coupled with more than a month of practice day after day, especially the fine control of muscles after mastering the swordsmanship, at least within 20 meters, he could hit exactly where he pointed, with almost perfect accuracy.
Chen Li was suspicious all the way, and his nerves were highly tense. I don't know how many innocent souls died under his "snapshot of spiritual power", and they died with no peace of mind.
It wasn't until he felt that one-third of his spiritual energy was consumed that he cautiously stopped.
Then pull out your sword, keep walking, and keep killing.
After walking for more than an hour, Chen Li didn't encounter a decent beast, let alone any danger.
What I kill the most are insects, all kinds of insects.
"Rogue cultivators often pass by here. It is obviously a familiar place. It is estimated that no wild beasts dare to approach here."
He looked into the distance and saw that not long after that, there was the primeval forest area. He hesitated for a moment, thinking of possible monsters and wandering cultivators whose good and evil were difficult to distinguish, and decided to return the same way.
The intensity of this trial is enough.
Not only did I get a preliminary glimpse of the conditions in the wild, but I also exercised my courage and experienced ‘actual combat’.
Kill three birds with one stone.
This was a successful trial.
As for going to the forest, there are too many uncontrollable factors.
After all, he is just a humble and puny cultivator at the third level of qi training, so it's better not to waste time.
He is still young and still has a long life, not to mention that he is now in sight of immortality and has endless potential.
I'd better wait until I become stronger.
…
On the way back, he couldn't help but run all the way. He ran faster and faster, and began to mobilize all the muscles in his body. Gradually, he took four or five meters with each step, and he breathed a distance of a hundred meters.
A casual cultivator in the distance looked at him in surprise:
"Is this a light body charm? This fellow Taoist is really extravagant."