"If he could activate the full-level traction technique when he assassinated Zhou Xutang..." Chen Li thought secretly in his heart:
"The full-level traction technique is comparable to the first-level and ninth-level spells. Although it is not a pure attack technique, it still has the power of the first-level and eighth-level spells. When combined with the attack of one's own sonic boom sword..."
Chen Xiang couldn't figure out the specific power.
But for general foundation building, you will probably suffer from hatred.
"Oh, I just can't keep up with my physical strength!" Chen Li sighed and couldn't help but touch his broken right hand, which seemed to start to hurt again.
"My swordsmanship emphasizes the ultimate explosive power. I can mobilize all my strength easily and instinctively to deliver a powerful blow. From the beginning of refining the flesh to the later refining of the internal organs, everything is in service of this."
Chen Li thought to himself, bent down and picked up a stone full of sharp edges, held it with his hand, and gave it a strong force.
Accompanied by a slight explosion.
He opened his palms, and fine stone powder suddenly fell down.
Except for a few red marks on my hands.
Unscathed.
Soon even the marks faded away.
"In fact, my body has been tempered to be quite strong, and it is difficult for ordinary soldiers to hurt me. However, my attack power is obviously stronger, far exceeding my defense." Chen Li patted the dust on his palms and thought: "Ordinary attacks
Fortunately, if you explode with all your strength, it can cause muscle tears at the least and fractures at the worst."
"Oh, I hope things will get better once the basic swordsmanship reaches the master level!" Chen Li exhaled.
He checked the game panel.
‘Basic Sword Master: 1321/1600’
"It's fast, it will only take half a year at most."
When he went back, Chen Li saw the old steward surnamed Liu standing under a big tree outside the shanty town, looking towards the horizon in the distance, as if hoping to see something.
"Manager Liu, what are you looking at?" Chen Li walked to him and stopped.
"Why haven't you come yet? It's been almost ten days!" Manager Liu muttered to himself, staring at the sky without even looking at Chen Li.
"How can this be so fast? Didn't it take nearly a year last time?" Chen Li said.
"That won't work, that won't work. If we fight for another year, how many people will die?" Manager Liu shook his head repeatedly and became excited: "I have to call them back. We can't fight anymore. If we continue to fight, the Changsheng Sect will kill them."
Gone."
It can be seen that his mind is a little abnormal and crazy.
Manager Liu said that he was about to walk towards the wilderness, which was exactly the direction the flying boat went that day.
Seeing this, Chen Li quickly stretched out his hand to hold him, and said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "You only rely on your legs to walk, and you have to wait until the end of the year to get there? Even if you go, they won't listen to you anymore."
"Yes, you must have heard it. When I served my ancestors, Huang Xiaohan was not the sect leader. He was always polite when he saw me and didn't dare to be a little disrespectful." Manager Liu said excitedly.
Unexpectedly, this person is still close to the ancestor of Jindan.
Just one emperor and one courtier.
You, a person close to my ancestor, were kicked out of the mountain gate and reduced to working as a housekeeper in a shantytown specializing in renting houses. Don't you understand how unpopular this is?
What a fool.
Chen Li cursed in his heart.
"Then do you know where they are?"
Manager Liu shook his head in confusion upon hearing this.
"You don't even know this, how can you find it? I think you should go home and rest. The news will come eventually. You are already a long time ago, so don't come out and run around again." Chen Li advised.
He said no more, turned around and left.
After walking more than a hundred meters, he looked back and saw that he was still staring at the sky, hunched over and muttering something unknown.
…
Time passed day by day, and no news came from the war ahead.
evening.
The entrance of the courtyard.
Zhou Hong sat with the widow next door, chatting while choosing dishes.
"You are so young and you haven't thought about finding another one?"
"Alas, I carry a tow bottle with me. I am still careless. What else am I looking for? I have long since forgotten about it. My biggest wish now is to raise my children!" The widow named Wang Mingqing asked at the door of her house.
Liao Nu said.
"Does it hurt to give birth?" Zhou Hong asked.
"It must have hurt. It was so painful that I wanted to die. Fortunately, it was relatively smooth for me. I clenched my teeth and exerted force, and the baby was born in one go." Wang Qing said with a smile: "Why do you want to have one?"
Zhou Hong lamented: "I would like to have a baby, but my man doesn't agree. He says I'm still young and is afraid it will affect my cultivation."
"Your man is so kind to you. Whatever he does, I rarely see him go out." Wang Qing said with envy, seeing that the couple were wearing high-end robes, which are not something ordinary people can have.
"He is a Talisman Master!" Zhou Hong pursed her lips and smiled.
"Tsk tsk, what a blessing."
A Talisman Master who can afford a high-end magic robe is definitely a top Talisman Master. Wang Qing said with a mysterious face: "Then you have to hold on tight, I will teach you a secret method..."
A shy look appeared on Zhou Hong's face, but her ears got closer and closer!
…
"What are you talking about? You are so happy." Chen Li smiled shyly from time to time and asked curiously after seeing Zhou Hong come back.
"If I don't tell you, you won't understand what women talk about." Zhou Hong glanced at her with beautiful eyes and said with a sweet smile.
It wasn't until night that Chen Li realized what kind of evil secret technique Zhou Hong had learned.
Wang Qing, the widow, looks quite serious, but it is true that people should not be judged by their appearance.
…
A few days later, in the talisman-making room.
Chen Li put down his pen.
A golden amulet has been drawn successfully.
"I won't have to worry about spiritual stones anymore!" Chen Li felt happy.
The price of the Golden Light Amulet has fallen back during this period, but even so, the current stall price is still firmly maintained at twenty-five low-grade spiritual stones. This kind of price, even Chen Li cannot ignore.
Even if you draw one every day.
Deduct various costs.
With an income of 80 medium-grade spiritual stones a year, you can buy a top-grade magic weapon and a top-grade robe, which is almost enough to buy a storage bag. Most of the people in the later stage of Qi training have no wealth at all.
To eighty medium-grade spiritual stones.
This is the earning power of top talisman masters (qi training period).
And Talisman Master is the one with the lowest threshold, the least investment, and the most students among the three arts of cultivation. You can imagine how much money those top alchemists and top weapon refiners make.
When the blood ink gradually dried, Chen Li put the talisman away.
Then he took out the book on the Golden Light Body Protection Technique and started studying it.
Although the Golden Light Amulet and the Golden Light Protective Technique are both the same technique, they are expressed in different ways. One communicates with runes, and the other relies on spells and seals. The essence may be the same, but Chen Li's level and vision have obviously not yet touched it.
to this height.
Even if you learn the Golden Light Amulet, it will not be of any help to you in learning the Golden Light Amulet.