It wasn't until Fangcheng City was in sight that Chen Li stopped panting.
Calm down the scattered spiritual energy.
Take a deep breath.
Then he walked home calmly.
I stumbled back home, closed the door, picked up a jar, and drank a large jar of water before I could barely suppress my still violent heartbeat.
For the 996 urban migrant workers who didn’t even kill a chicken more than a month ago...
For the 996 urban migrant workers who stood on end at the sight of a snake more than a month ago...
For the 996 urban migrant workers who dared not walk down dark alleys without street lights more than a month ago...
In this strange world of gods and ghosts, walking alone in the wild is really exciting.
But besides being nervous and exciting, I was also a little excited.
“No wonder there is a book that says ‘The genes of hunting and adventure are rooted in men’s blood.’”
This kind of activity really makes people excited.
My heart just can't stand it.
If you go there next time, you must not go alone. It is best to find a reliable and experienced companion.
He still knows too little about this world and knows nothing about various dangers.
For example, among the creatures he encountered in the wild today, he didn't know which ones were poisonous and which ones were not.
Perhaps a seemingly harmless insect carries deadly toxins.
Maybe a single oversight can cause him to capsize in the gutter.
Thinking of this, he made up his mind that he would not go back for at least a month.
Take advantage of the fact that it's not yet noon.
After he drank the water, he returned to the bedroom and took the time to start meditating and regulating his breath.
No matter what, today's evil amulet cannot be wasted.
…
Three hours later.
Chen Li exhaled a breath and slowly pressed down with his hands.
Then I habitually opened the game panel and took a look, and suddenly I was stunned.
"Hey! It finally went up a little bit more."
The original ‘Three levels of Qi training: 32/100’ became ‘Three levels of Qi training: 33/100’
When was the last time?
Chen Li counted on his fingers.
"It should be thirteen days ago."
"That is to say, it takes thirteen days to break through a point. If a year here also has 365 days! To reach the fourth level of Qi training..."
Chen Li couldn't help but stand up and walked to the talisman-making room.
Make a calculation.
Approximately 2.3863 years.
"Even if you relax the time and don't put pressure on yourself, you can reach the fourth level of Qi training in three years at most." Chen Li was excited:
"If you want to reach the fifth level of Qi training..."
He wrote another calculation.
About 3.6 years.
Rounding it off, let’s consider it as a level jump in four years.
It only takes 27 years or at most 30 years before he can build the foundation.
Thirty years later, he will be... 70 years old.
"I should still be in my prime by then, right?"
"No, it can't be calculated like that! The current proficiency level of the longevity skill is still proficient. If the proficiency level reaches expert level, the cultivation speed will obviously be faster..."
He put down the brush.
My heart feels at ease.
"Character, talisman!"
He walked out of the talisman-making room and looked at the sky. Unfortunately, it was cloudy today and he couldn't see it, but he estimated that it would be noon.
He returned to the talisman-making room.
Go into silence, practice your mind, recite mantras and pray for blessings.
After the formal ceremony, he added a line of his own and recited it silently.
"A thousand blessings be upon me!"
He picked up the pen, dipped it in the "blood ink", started painting... and finished the strokes.
Another success.
………
Three days later.
Fangshi.
Chen Li, who was setting up a stall, noticed that there were a lot of people today, and there were many monks flying down from the sky with flying swords. The number of people was at least twice the normal number, and the whole market was very lively.
"Senior, why are there so many people today?" Chen Li curiously asked the old casual cultivator selling medicinal herbs next to him.
"The auction organized by the Immortality Sect, which is held once every three months, of course has a lot of people, and they all come from other places." The casual cultivator glanced at Chen Li's stall and said calmly.
The old casual cultivator looked to be about sixty years old, but he might actually be older. He was wearing a robe that was not old yet, and his half-white goatee was meticulously and neatly groomed, giving him the look of a poor Taoist.
"I see, who are those people?" Chen Li raised his head and gestured.
A large group of monks wearing uniform blue robes of unknown sects were talking about something not far away?
"These are people from the Huanzhen Sect." Xu Chongxiu, the poor Taoist who was idle, looked there with a hint of envy in his eyes: "The leader is Xu Chongxiu, the foreign affairs deacon of the Huanzhen Sect, and the others are probably brought to see the world.
Be a disciple."
"You are really well-informed. By the way, is it difficult to join the sect?" Chen Li asked curiously.
"You? Don't think about it. You're already forty, aren't you? You're still having sweet dreams at such an old age? If you're in the late stage of Qi training and about to build your foundation, then it's still possible. Just save the rest." Qingpo.
The Taoist glanced at him.
What does it mean to be over forty?
What is a lot of age?
He is obviously only forty years old.
Chen Li felt inexplicably unhappy after hearing this. A customer happened to be visiting, so he simply ignored this guy who was relying on his old age to show off his old age.
Because the number of people was several times higher than usual, business was particularly good today. I saw three "evil amulets" sold out before the sun rose.
Chen Li simply took out the 'Light Body Talisman' and 'Amulet' that he bought a few days ago, and added a spiritual stone to the original price.
In the end, some people actually bought it.
Suddenly I earned two more low-grade spiritual stones.
…
On the way home, Chen Li felt the eleven spiritual stones in his pocket, his steps became a little light, and his mind was immersed in the joy of harvest.
He had no idea that he had been targeted.
When he passed by a monk, he suddenly felt empty in his chest.
He immediately woke up from his thoughts.
As Chen Li has finely controlled all the muscles in his body, his reaction speed is extremely fast. Before the opponent can escape, a big hand made of steel has subconsciously grasped the opponent's wrist firmly.
"Fellow Taoist, you seem to have taken my things?" Chen Li did not want to cause a conflict and gave the other party a step up.
However, many times good intentions will only be regarded as weakness.
Especially in this kind of shantytown where dragons and snakes are mixed, for many casual cultivators, killing people and grabbing treasures is a commonplace thing.
"Fellow Taoist, forgive my poor eyesight this time. I will pay you back now. Please let me go first." The other party smiled apologetically, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes as he spoke, and his free left hand was covertly wiped at his waist.
Chen Li breathed a sigh of relief and was about to let go.
The next moment, he was keenly aware of a trace of spiritual power fluctuations. The hair on his body stood on end and his scalp was numb, as if he felt the breath of death. In the flash of lightning, the 'spiritual power snap' was instantly activated like an instinct.
First come first!
"boom!"
One left arm was shattered at shoulder level.
The blood mist exploded.
The casual cultivator had a face full of disbelief, let out a shrill howl, and struggled violently.
Chen Li subconsciously let go of his hand and watched the other person flee quickly, and soon disappeared around the corner.