Chen Li closed his eyes and moved his muscles while carefully experiencing the force of the muscles.
Sometimes he uses his palm instead of a sword, cutting through the air, making a soft "crack" sound. Sometimes his body looks like an illusion and moves quickly.
Perhaps it was due to the day and night nourishment of the spiritual energy in his body. The upper limit of this body was extremely high, and he had not felt the existence of a bottleneck until now.
He can now jump three meters high in one leap.
He walked five or six meters in one step.
At the same time, he can easily lift a boulder weighing more than half a ton and throw it seven or eight meters away.
After practicing to this level, if he were on Earth, it would not be an exaggeration to call him a superman. However, in this world of cultivating immortals, he is still just a low-level ant, just a humble cultivator who has practiced the "Mortal Body Refining Technique".
Chen Li is still self-aware.
I am a newcomer to the world of immortality. I have traveled through time for less than three months and have not inherited many memories from the original owner. I have to learn everything from scratch.
With my own hard work day and night, and the assistance of the game panel, I practiced some three-legged cat kung fu (the lowest level of spells, mortal sword skills)
Although he had trained to a high level and his power seemed to be pretty good, he was still unsure.
How can my three months of hard work be compared to someone else's half a lifetime of practice?
Among those casual cultivators who spend all day crawling around in the primitive wilderness, which one doesn’t have rich combat experience?
Which one doesn’t have a few life-saving trump cards?
The strength he assessed for himself is not underestimating himself. A qualified third-level Qi-training casual cultivator is certain, and he can probably barely compete with an ordinary mid-level Qi-training practitioner.
"Actually, my biggest weakness is that I have no practical experience!"
"Not counting kindergarten and elementary school, I have had a passionate fight since junior high school. I was thinking very well before the fight. After the punch, I was completely confused. Then it became a bastard punch. It was all based on instinct.
act.
After being taught how to behave, I have never had a fight since."
Chen Li thought in his mind, and his figure suddenly swayed, as if he was moving on the spot, three meters away. Almost at the same time, the power of "spiritual finger snaps" was stimulated from his fingers.
"Bah!"
It sank into the mud floor of the living room and exploded into a deep pit.
"Moreover, I am not ruthless enough, and I am not calm enough when encountering big problems."
Just like the last conflict, when someone broke someone's arm, everyone was in a daze.
"These are my weaknesses, but I believe there is nothing that cannot be practiced."
His body was constantly changing, moving left and right, forward and back, retreating, and rolling. His mind simulated various enemies and possible attacks, and he gradually became completely forgetful.
…
Early the next morning.
As soon as Zhao Wanjun went out, she saw that her neighbor, who usually had the door closed and never left the house, actually went out.
"Fellow Daoist Chen repairs day and night. It's really rare to go out today. Since the last time we saw each other, we have been next to each other for more than a month, and we haven't seen each other again." Zhao Wanjun said hello jokingly.
Chen Li smiled slightly embarrassedly when he heard this and raised his hands in greeting:
"It makes you laugh at fellow Daoist Zhao. I am of low strength and care about my life. I dare not wander around outside. Today I am planning to go to Fangshi to have a look."
Chen Li chatted for a few words, breathed a sigh of relief, and said goodbye.
Zhao Wanjun looked at Chen Li's back and couldn't help but smile.
She has never seen such a cautious person. Every time he speaks, although he hides it very well, you can still see that he is mentally tense, as if he is on a battlefield. His whole person feels uneasy, anxious, and urgent.
As if he was afraid that someone was going to harm him.
…
Feeling the vague gaze behind him disappear, Chen Li truly relaxed.
Half an hour later, he arrived at Fangshi.
The market was still the same as before, and even more lively, with all kinds of people coming and going. As long as he saw someone who looked familiar, Chen Li would bow his hand in greeting.
After hanging out here for three months and setting up stalls eight or nine times, Chen Li now knows a lot of people, most of whom he met while setting up stalls, and they are just acquaintances.
He didn't shop much and went straight to the bookstore.
He had wanted to go here for a long time, but he had been reluctant to waste spiritual stones before.
The books here are, in one word, expensive.
Books that can be used during the general Qi refining period.
At least a few spirit stones.
It is not uncommon to have as many as ten or dozens of spirit stones.
This is a paper book, and the price of higher-end jade slips that can be read with spiritual consciousness is even more staggering.
Of course, there are cheaper ones too.
Everything that doesn't involve strength improvement is cheap.
But this is also relative.
Chen Li picked out some books on geography, scenery, travel notes on cultivating immortals, etc. There were five books in total, but there was no spiritual stone left.
He doesn't have much money on hand now.
A medium-grade spiritual stone... is used to hold down a position and cannot be counted.
There are only five low-grade spiritual stones left in the scattered money.
Now one is gone, leaving only four.
His appetite is still increasing, and it won't be long before he may not even be able to keep the middle-grade spiritual stone.
"Well, I hope the success rate of the evil-repelling talisman can be higher."
He sighed softly.
He had thought about making the talisman skins and mixing the blood ink himself, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. It was too troublesome and time-consuming.
Now he feels that he doesn't even have enough time to practice.
Every morning when I get up early in the morning, I start practicing my sword, rest for a while, then draw the talisman at noon, and then meditate to regain my breath.
In the afternoon, I practice spiritual finger snapping, then meditate again to regain my breath, and continue practicing my sword after dinner. This is not over yet, I still have to meditate and practice my breath before going to sleep.
The whole day is fully booked.
Where can I find the time to make talisman skins and prepare blood ink?
The only time I can relax is to go to the market every half month and sell the talismans I have made over a period of time.
"As long as you reach the foundation building, you won't have to suffer so much. When you have the strength, you don't need to be so cautious anymore, and you will have a lifespan. It is said that they have a life span of more than two hundred years. Even if you stay 70 years old to build the foundation, you will still be in your prime.
No need to be so urgent.
When the time comes, you will be surrounded by your wives and concubines, and your children and grandchildren will be around your knees. If you are lucky enough to be able to cultivate the golden elixir...hehe!"
He had a look on his face dreaming of a better future, while paying careful attention to his surroundings.
After hurriedly returning home and pouring a glass of boiled water, he couldn't wait to pick up a copy of "The Geography of the Wild West: The Immortality Sect" and began to understand the world. However, after reading only a few pages, he couldn't help but change his mind.
"Why is it so large?"
The Immortality Sect is located in the westernmost corner of the Wild West. Chen Li originally thought that leaving here would only be a matter of climbing over a few mountains and walking for two or three days at most.
In fact, the Immortality Sect's area was so vast that it exceeded his imagination.
The sect forces in the 'surrounding area' are not the surrounding ones as he imagined.
The entire area controlled by the Changsheng Sect stretches more than 800 miles from east to west and more than 1,500 miles from north to south.
There are five major rivers marked.
Twelve mountains.
Swamps and lakes are dotted with stars.
It's just that such a large area seems extremely desolate.
There are only five small cities marked on the map, and only one big city, which is Luanluo City, where the Immortality Sect is located.
Chen Li checked carefully and quickly found the city he was in, "Green River Square". He studied for a while and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. The city he was in belonged to the west side of the map, at least 100 meters away from Luanluo City in the middle.
There is still...a distance of more than five hundred miles.