It wasn't until Fang City was in sight that Chen Li stopped panting.

Calms the scattered spiritual power.

Take a deep breath.

He walked towards home with a calm expression.

I came home in a hurry, closed the door, picked up a jar, and drank a large jar of water with a clatter, barely suppressing the still somewhat violent heartbeat.

For the urban migrant workers who didn't even kill chickens every day more than a month ago......

For the urban migrant workers who were 996 a day even when they saw snakes more than a month ago......

For the urban migrant workers who did not even dare to walk the 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 a bit exciting.

But in addition to the excitement, there is also some excitement.

"No wonder there are books that say 'the genes of hunting and adventure are in a man's blood'"

It's a really exciting activity.

It's just that the heart can't stand it.

Next time, if you go again, you must not go alone, it is better to find a trustworthy and experienced companion.

He still knows too little about the world and ignores all kinds of dangers.

For example, he didn't know which of the creatures he encountered in the wild today was poisonous and which was not.

Perhaps an inconspicuous and harmless insect carries a deadly toxin.

Maybe a single negligence can make him capsize in the gutter.

Thinking of this, he made a plan in his heart that he would not go again for at least a month.

Before noon, it was still there.

After drinking the water, he returned to his bedroom and began to meditate and pranayama.

In any case, today's evil charm cannot be wasted.

……

Three hours later.

Chen Li exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly pressed down with his hands.

Then he habitually opened the game panel and glanced at it, and suddenly his figure was stunned.

"Huh! Finally a little bit higher. ”

The original 'Qi Training 3 Layer: 32/100' has been changed to 'Qi Training 3 Layer: 33/100'

When was the last time?

Chen Li counted on his fingers.

"It should have been thirteen days ago."

"That is to say, thirteen days to break through a point, if the year here is also 365 days! It takes ...... to reach the fourth level of Qi training."

Chen Liqu ...... He couldn't bend his fingers, so he quickly stood up and walked to the talisman room.

Take the pen and do the math.

About 2.3863 years.

"Even if you relax your time and don't put pressure on yourself, you will be able to reach the fourth level of Qi cultivation in three years at most." Chen Li was excited:

"If you want to reach the fifth level of Qi training......

He put pen to paper again.

About 3.6 years.

Rounding it up, let's count it as a leap up one level in four years.

In just 27 years and 30 years at most, he will be able to build the foundation.

Thirty years later, he was ...... 70 years old.

"At the age of 70, I should be in my prime, right?"

"No, it can't be counted like that! Now the proficiency of the Immortal Gong is still proficient, and if the proficiency reaches the expert, it is obvious that the cultivation speed will be faster......"

He put down the brush.

Settle down.

"Draw a talisman, draw a talisman!"

He walked out of the talisman room and looked at the sky, but unfortunately it was cloudy today, so he couldn't see it, but it was estimated that it should be noon.

He returned to the talisman room.

Meditation, refining the mind, reciting mantras and praying for blessings.

After the serious ceremony, he added a joke and recited it silently.

"Thousands of luck have been inflicted on me!"

He picked up the pen, dipped it in 'blood ink', and drew it as soon as he put it down...... Closing the pen into the letter.

Another one was successful.

………

Three days later.

Fang City.

Chen Li, who was setting up a stall, found that there were a lot of people today, and there were many monks flying down from a distance with flying swords, and the flow of people was at least twice as much as usual, and the whole Fang market was very lively.

"Senior, why are there so many people today?" Chen Li asked curiously about the old cultivator who sold herbs next to him.

"The March auction organized by the Immortal Sect is of course full of people, and they all come from other places." Sanxiu glanced at Chen Li's stall and said indifferently.

The old Sanxiu looked about sixty years old, and his actual age may be even older, wearing half-new robes, half-white goatee meticulously, neatly and neatly, looking like a poor Taoist.

"I see, who are those people?" Chen Li looked up and gestured.

A large group of monks wearing uniform cyan robes and not knowing what sect they were talking about not far away?

"This is someone from the True Sect." The poor Taoist Xu was idle and idle, and when he looked there, his eyes were filled with a hint of envy: "The leader is Xu Chongxiu, the foreign deacon of the True Sect, and the others are probably disciples who have brought them to see the world." ”

"You're really well-informed, by the way, is it difficult to join the sect?" Chen Li asked curiously.

"You? Don't think about it, it's more than forty, right? How about dreaming when you're old? If you are about to build a foundation in the late stage of Qi cultivation now, it is still possible, and the rest can be saved. The poor Taoist glanced at him.

What does it mean to be forty?

What does it mean to be a handful of age?

I'm only forty years old.

Chen Li was inexplicably unhappy when he heard it, and there happened to be a customer patronizing him, so he simply stopped paying attention to this guy who relied on the old and sold the old.

Because the flow of people is several times more than usual, today's business seems to be exceptionally good, seeing three 'evil charms', I bought a clean one before the sun rose.

Chen Li simply took out the 'light talisman' and 'talisman' he bought a few days ago, and put a spirit stone on top of the original price.

As a result, someone actually bought it.

All of a sudden, I earned two more lower-grade spirit stones.

……

On the way home, Chen Li felt the eleven spirit stones in the pocket of his chest shirt, his steps became a little light, and his mind was immersed in the joy of harvest.

didn't know that he had been targeted.

As he brushed shoulders with a monk, he suddenly felt empty in his chest.

He was instantly alert, as Chen Li, who had subtly controlled the muscles of his whole body, how fast his reaction was, and before the other party could withdraw and escape, a big hand like steel had subconsciously and firmly grasped the opponent's wrist.

"Fellow Daoist, you seem to have taken my things?" Chen Li didn't want to conflict, but still gave a step.

It's just that many times good intentions are only seen as weakness.

Especially in this kind of shantytown where dragons and snakes are mixed, for many casual cultivators, killing people and seizing treasures is commonplace.

"Fellow Daoist, forgive me for being clumsy, I'll pay you back, please let me go first." The other party smiled, but a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and his free left hand quickly touched his waist.

As soon as Chen Li was about to let go, he keenly felt a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, and his cold hair stood on end, as if he felt the breath of death.

"Boom!"

A left arm burst at shoulder length.

The blood mist bursts.

The other party's face was full of disbelief, and he let out a terrible howl,

Chen Li subconsciously let go of his hand, and watched in a daze as the other party quickly fled, and soon disappeared into the distance.