In the days that followed, Chen Li was finally able to concentrate on practicing.
The air flow in the quiet room was surging and whistling, occasionally accompanied by a loud roar.
Like firecrackers exploding.
The sound of the wind suddenly stopped.
Chen Li gasped and inserted his sword into the mud. A large amount of sweat slid down his smooth and tight muscles like streams.
The floor of the quiet room was originally paved with a layer of stone slabs to prevent moisture. However, after Chen Li's countless violent tramplings, there is no trace of the stone slabs.
It completely turned into a pile of stone powder mixed with soil, and was extremely compacted by being stepped on.
Chen Li walked to the small table in the quiet room, picked up a clay pot, and filled a belly with boiled salt to replenish the salt lost in the body.
He opened the game panel and took a look.
"Basic Swordsmanship Expert: 781/800"
"It's not far from the advanced stage. It only takes about ten days."
Swordsmanship training is extremely fast at the beginning, but as you get to the later stage, the requirements for completion become higher and higher, almost demanding, and the progress becomes slower and slower as a result.
Now that he can make 3 points of progress every day, Chen Li is pleasantly surprised.
Most of the time, two o'clock progress is the norm.
If you are in poor condition, restless, and practice hard all day, it is not surprising that you only make a little progress.
Fortunately, swordsmanship is a very special skill.
Even if skill progress stagnates.
Just keep practicing.
Strength is still improving.
Strength continues to improve, and the body reacts faster and faster.
Swordsmanship is not like skills such as spells. The core pursuit is not power. Even if the strength is improved, the agility of reaction is just a by-product of the training process.
What it pursues is total control over the body.
Repeatedly polish your power-generating skills and integrate the strength of your whole body. This is how it works.
This is especially true when consciousness induces and refines muscles.
"The next step is probably the same!"
Chen Li thought to himself, picked up a piece of monster meat from the sea bowl, and ate it.
He now has to eat five meals a day, each meal contains one and a half kilograms of monster meat. In addition, he also takes two Qi and Blood Pills every day. Otherwise, he cannot make up for such a huge physical exertion every day.
"I am becoming more and more like a loser!" Chen Li sighed.
…
"Today, someone from a gang came to our door and informed us that we need to pay security fees. Our family needs to pay two low-grade spiritual stones!"
During dinner in the evening, Zhou Hong said.
Chen paused and asked in surprise: "Is it so high in every family?"
"Pay per capita."
"We don't have much money, so just pay it, and we don't expect them to keep us safe." Chen Li thought for a while and said.
With the appearance of the ancestors of the Yu family, these gangs have obviously become more active.
There was no 'security fee' here like before.
…
After Chen Li had dinner, he thought about it and walked out of the door.
As expected, there were people outside cursing and cursing in the street.
"Damn it, you gave birth to a child without an asshole. Each person has a low-grade spiritual stone. Why don't you go and grab it? Neither the Immortality Sect nor the Artifact Sect were this high before!"
"Keep your voice down, and you won't be afraid of the Tianyun Gang retaliating against your family."
"What am I afraid of? If their gang leader dares to be here, I will scratch his face on the spot and slap him in the mouth. Do you believe it?" A middle-aged female cultivator rubbed her neck and stared, with a fierce look on her face.
: "This is not asking for money, this is asking for my life!"
"Oh, this world... just bear with it. It will pass after a while. It is no longer what it used to be." One person kindly advised: "There are people nowadays whose hearts are more vicious than monsters."
Chen Li stopped and felt silent in his heart.
One or two low-grade spiritual stones are not enough for him to even buy a Qi-Building Pill.
But for the low-level casual cultivators who can only make ends meet now, it can cost them their lives.
Based on current market prices.
A low-grade spiritual stone can buy ten large fish weighing more than ten kilograms, and fifty kilograms of ordinary meat. If you live frugally, you can even buy it for two or three months, and your purchasing power is not low at all.
If it were different before, security fees were charged here and we would have to move somewhere else.
There are not many differences between the shanty towns. There are many vacant houses of various kinds. Many casual cultivators living alone died outside, and the houses were immediately vacant.
But now every household has dug holes.
How can we find such a house in such a short period of time?
"You damn bitch, what are you doing all day long?" A middle-aged man with a weathered face ran out, with a deep look of sorrow on his forehead, and dragged her home, scolding her.
:
"It seems that you can do it. You think I can't die quickly enough, right? There are so many people talking. Stop talking. I'll figure out a solution for you with the spiritual stone!"
"Think of a way, think of a way? What else can you think of to sell the magic weapon at a low price?"
"Don't worry, if you don't sell it, you can always find a way. Let's talk about it when we get back!"
The two gradually walked away, and their voices became quieter and quieter.
…
Early the next morning, several fierce-looking Tianyun gang members went door-to-door to collect the spirit stones.
After Chen Li paid the money, he was in no hurry to return.
He sat on the rock by the door.
Watch these people collect money, one after another.
Although they were reluctant, due to the gang's power, every household in the neighborhood still made peace with him honestly.
When it was the turn of yesterday's middle-aged nun and her family.
It was her man who came out.
He smiled apologetically and took out two low-grade spiritual stones, and also paid the money.
But Chen Li keenly noticed that there was a bloody mouth on the other side's face, which was not there yesterday. In addition, there was also a trace of ruthlessness that was not there yesterday.
He put the two low-grade spiritual stones he was playing with back into his sleeve pockets.
He smiled to himself.
Stand up.
He seemed to be aware of Chen Li's gaze.
The middle-aged man smiled at Chen Li and gestured with his hands.
His smile is still honest and honest, and the deep wrinkles on his forehead carry a look of sadness that cannot be eliminated.
Just like yesterday!
…
The days of cultivation are boring and monotonous, and Chen Li follows the steps every day.
Just because your swordsmanship is about to advance, you don't have to put down other things and attack one on your own.
But the changes in swordsmanship still attracted most of his attention.
It seems to be on the verge of qualitative change.
The outlines of the muscles he sensed in his mind became clearer and clearer, and the layers of skin, fat, muscles and even the dense network of blood vessels running through them all became vivid.
Even this kind of mapping begins to spread like a visceral phenomenon.
Like an infection, it spreads bit by bit, vaguely and vaguely.
A few more days passed.
This kind of mapping has spread to most of the internal organs, and it is still continuing. The looming becomes stable, the blur becomes clear...
The advancement of swordsmanship seems to be silent and without any waves.
It's completely natural.
Chen Li broke away from the strange state, opened his eyes, and exhaled.
This breath was extremely smooth, as if the lungs were actively cooperating with the breathing, exhaling all the turbid air in the body in one breath.
At this time, he felt a cough coming from his throat.
Somewhat itchy.
Chen Li coughed hard.
Suddenly a ball of black and thick phlegm spit out from his mouth.
Looking at the thick black phlegm, Chen Li was a little surprised at first, and then he couldn't help but think deeply:
"Is this... the dirty dust accumulated in the lungs being automatically discharged?"