"Three hundred and ninety-nine, still a little short."
Chen Li gasped violently, looked at the game panel, and quickly turned it off. He picked up a towel and wiped his sweat randomly, then poured himself a lot of salt.
At this moment, his whole body was red, steam was rising, his muscles were pulsing, and a large amount of sweat fell to the ground like a spring. The black mud floor in the living room had already become sticky and greasy like mud under the soaking of sweat.
If it were an ordinary person, he would slide to the ground if he wasn't careful.
But for Chen Li, who has finely controlled the muscles of his whole body, including the soles of his feet, he will be able to walk on flat ground no matter what the surface is without being affected at all.
The swordsmanship he is practicing now is completely different from what it was at the beginning. Apart from the superficial framework, it is still the same and looks similar, but the fillings inside are already otherworldly and meticulous.
Even if the original author came over, he would probably be stunned after seeing it, it is more like a super evolved version.
Every time he practiced, Chen Li exhausted all his energy.
And the failure rate is extremely high.
Any mistake in muscle exertion, any neglect of details, any mental relaxation, even if you practice the sword technique completely once, it will not improve your proficiency at all.
The further you advance in swordsmanship, the more difficult it becomes to improve your proficiency, and the requirements become more and more stringent, leaving no room for error.
Under normal circumstances, Chen Li practices sword practice every morning and evening. If he is in good condition, he can improve ten proficiency levels a day. If he is in bad condition, he may not even have five proficiency levels.
"I should be able to break through today, I wonder what surprising changes will happen!" He massaged his muscles all over his body skillfully to relieve fatigue, and thought to himself.
There is some vague expectation.
The biggest benefit of practicing swordsmanship is that he has a strong body.
Powerful strength, super fast reaction speed and maneuverability when escaping.
As for using it to fight immortal cultivators, he had never thought about it.
When fighting with others, his priority in tactical selection is as follows.
The highest priority is undoubtedly the 'Spiritual Finger'.
Because it is almost instantaneous and its reaction speed is extremely fast, when it encounters an enemy, it can be fired directly without thinking.
Of course, if one shot fails, you can still fire a few more, or a dozen more...
Secondly, the magic weapon.
If the spiritual power fails at the flick of a finger, then a magical weapon is needed.
However, when the magic weapon needs to be used, it is actually in a very dangerous situation, and its life hangs by a thread.
As for swordsmanship, it is the last struggle before death, and there is a high probability that you will die before you even use it.
…
I rested for about ten minutes.
He raised his sword and stood up:
"Let's try it again. I hope it will be a success."
Soon, there was a permeating sound in the air, occasionally mixed with the sharp roar of a sword cutting through the air. The airflow in the room was slightly agitated, and the clay pots on the table buzzed slightly.
At this time, Chen Li seemed to have suddenly broken through a certain level and was in a trance.
Faintly, the outline of the muscles all over his body was reflected in his mind.
At first, this mapping seemed to be there or not, vague and vague, but soon it gradually became clear.
He could clearly see every exertion of the body and every muscle movement.
At this moment, he was like a bystander, watching all this calmly, but his body still continued to practice as if instinctively. His movements were still meticulous, and even became more smooth and natural, as if the muscles had been lubricated.
It wasn't until his mind gradually dried up that he suddenly woke up and broke free from the wonderful state just now. At the same time, the previous mapping of the muscle outline also faded in his mind, leaving only the faintest feeling.
.
"Uh...hiss!"
"it hurts!"
Chen Lizhi felt like he had a splitting headache, and his mind seemed to have been drained dry.
No, it doesn't seem to be, it's just drained.
He covered his head and it took half a minute before he calmed down a little and his thinking gradually returned.
"The feeling just now... was inner vision?" Chen Li rubbed his temples, enduring the headache, and thought to himself.
As a cultivator who practices Immortality Kung Fu every day, he is naturally able to see inside.
It's just that this kind of internal vision is very limited. It can only 'see' the meridian path of the exercise and the surrounding areas. As for other areas such as muscles and internal organs, it cannot be seen at all.
I didn’t expect that I was able to practice swordsmanship this time.
He opens the properties panel.
really!
The sword skill on the game panel has changed from "Mastery: 399/400" to "Expert: 0/800".
"Um?"
At this time, he was suddenly surprised.
"The life span actually changed to 41/99 years, and the life span increased by one year?"
Chen Li blinked his eyes and his heart began to beat violently.
"What's going on? It can also increase your life span!" There was surprise on his face.
Working hard every day to practice Shenggong will not increase your lifespan, but practicing swordsmanship will.
"Can this kind of swordsmanship still be called ordinary swordsmanship today?"
…
The next day, Chen Li had a rare sleep.
It was almost morning when I woke up.
He simply gave himself a day off.
With a relaxed and happy smile on his face, he moved a chair and sat at the door, blowing in the fresh green air in the morning mixed with the smell of urine, and took a sip of boiled water happily.
"Fellow Taoist, it's so elegant!"
Lin Gui, who was next door, sent away a casual cultivator who sneakily came to ask for medicine and walked over with thick dark circles under his eyes.
In the past few days, his business has gradually opened up, and now he has repeat customers.
"Did you spend another night refining the elixir yesterday?" Chen Li asked with a smile.
When it comes to diligence, compared to Lin Guilai, Chen Li has no choice but to be inferior and far behind.
Although he is diligent, he still has enough rest time, and occasionally goes for an outing in the wild to engage in some hunting activities that are beneficial to the body and mind but are dangerous and controllable.
As for Lin Gui, he didn't want his life at all.
In the past few days, when Chen Li was practicing during the day, he was working hard on refining elixirs. When he was about to fall asleep, he was still working hard on refining elixirs. When he got up the next day, he was still working hard on refining elixirs.
With such a desperate spirit, Chen Li couldn't figure out why he was making so much money.
"Well, when I first came to your land, I have to open up the situation as soon as possible. It will inevitably be a bit harder, but it will be better in the future. Fortunately, I have the Shengxian Pill. I take one when I feel sleepy. I feel refreshed and I can stay up for a few days and nights.
It’s not in the way.”
Lin Gui finished speaking with a proud look on his face, as if he was afraid that someone would miss him, and then started crying again:
"Oh, no matter how much I practice these days, I give them away for free. I only do business at a loss. I haven't seen many repeat customers yet."
Chen Li was speechless after hearing this, but he couldn't help but ask kindly: "If you don't eat or drink like this, day and night, won't something happen to your body?"
"Alas, you don't understand this. Although my Shengxian Dan is a miscellaneous elixir, it is not of the highest grade. However, after many years of repeated improvement and continuous addition and subtraction of medicinal materials, this elixir has already had the effect of resuscitating grains and improving vitality.
Coupled with the original rejuvenating effect, sleeping and eating are no longer necessary for me. Do you think my rosy face looks like something happened?" Lin Gui gently stroked his long beard and said as if he was proud.
Chen Li opened his mouth: "..."
Oh shit.
Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.
Eat, eat, and sooner or later you will become an immortal.