Three days later.

At night.

"Whew!"

"Three hundred and ninety-nine, still a little close."

Chen Li gasped violently, looked at the game panel, quickly turned it off again, picked up a towel and wiped his sweat indiscriminately, and poured himself a stomach full of salt.

At this moment, he was red, steaming, his muscles were beating suddenly, a large amount of sweat was dripping to the ground like a spring, and the black mud floor in the living room had already become sticky and greasy under the sweat soaking, like mud.

If you are an ordinary person, you will slip to the ground if you are not careful.

But for Chen Li, who has subtle control over the muscles of his body, including the soles of his feet, no matter what ground he walks on, he will not be affected at all.

The swordsmanship he practiced now was not the same thing at all compared to the beginning, except for the surface frame, it looked similar, but the stuffing inside was already otherworldly and meticulous.

Even if the original author comes over, he will probably be dumbfounded after seeing it, more like a super evolved version.

Every time he practiced, Chen Li had to exhaust his whole body's physical strength.

And the failure rate is extremely high.

Any mistake in muscle strength, any negligence in details, or any relaxation of the spirit, even if the swordsmanship is completely practiced, will not improve the slightest proficiency.

The further you go in the swordsmanship, the more difficult it is to improve your proficiency, and the more demanding the requirements become, and there is no room for error.

Under normal circumstances, every morning and evening is Chen Li's sword practice time, if he is in good condition, he can improve ten proficiency in a day, if he is not in good condition, he may not even have five proficiency.

"I should be able to break through today, I don't know what surprising changes will happen!" He skillfully massaged his whole body muscles to relieve fatigue, and secretly said in his heart.

There is a faint expectation.

The biggest benefit of practicing swords for him is that he has a strong body.

Great strength, super fast reflexes, and maneuvering speed when escaping.

As for using it to fight immortal cultivators, he hadn't thought about it.

Fighting with people, his tactical choice of priorities is like this.

The highest priority is undoubtedly 'Spiritual Power Snap of Fingers'.

Because it is almost instantaneous, the reaction speed is extremely fast, and when it encounters the enemy, you don't have to think about it, just send it over.

Of course, if you can't do one shot, you can do a few more, more than a dozen......

The second is the ritual weapon.

If the spiritual power is useless, then the magic weapon is needed.

However, when it was time to use the magic weapon, it was actually in a very dangerous situation, and his life was hanging by a thread.

As for the swordsmanship, it is the last struggle before death, and there is a high probability that he will die before he even uses it.

……

I rested for about ten minutes.

He lifted his sword and stood up:

"One more time, hopefully one success."

Soon, there was a seeping sound in the air, occasionally mixed with the roar of a sword piercing the air, the air flow in the room was slightly agitated, and the clay pots on the table were slightly humming.

At this time, Chen Li seemed to have suddenly broken through a certain level, and his spirit was in a trance.

Faintly, the outline of the muscles of the whole body is mapped into my mind.

At first, the mapping seemed vague, looming, and incomparably blurry, but soon it became clear.

Every time the body exerts force, every muscle movement, he 'sees' clearly.

At this moment, he is like a bystander, calmly watching all this, but his body is still instinctively continuing to practice, his movements are still meticulous, and even become more fluid and natural, as if his muscles have been lubricated.

It wasn't until his mind was gradually exhausted that he suddenly woke up, and suddenly broke free from the wonderful state just now, and at the same time, the reflection of the previous muscle contours also faded in his mind, leaving only the slightest hint of vague induction.

"Hmm...... Hiss! ”

"It hurts!"

Chen Lizhi felt a splitting headache, and his mind seemed to be drained.

No, not as if, or drained.

He covered his head, and it took half a minute before he recovered a little, and his mind gradually recovered.

"How did you feel just now...... Is it inward-looking? Chen Li rubbed his temples, endured the headache, and said secretly in his heart.

As an immortal cultivator, practicing immortal skills every day, he is naturally able to look inward.

It's just that this kind of internal vision is very limited, and you can only 'see' the meridian path where the exercise runs, as well as the surrounding areas, and other areas such as muscles and internal organs cannot be seen at all.

I didn't expect to practice swordsmanship this time.

He opens the properties panel.

Really!

The sword technique on the game board has been changed from "Mastery: 399/400" to "Expert: 0/800".

"Huh?"

At this time, he was suddenly surprised.

"Life expectancy has actually become 41/99 years, which is an increase in life expectancy by one year?"

Chen Li blinked, and his heart began to beat violently.

"What's going on? It also increases longevity! There was surprise on his face.

Working hard every day to practice longevity did not increase, but the practice of swords increased.

"Can this kind of swordsmanship still be called a mortal swordsmanship now?"

……

The next day, Chen Li had a rare sleep.

It's almost early in the morning when I wake up.

He simply gave himself a day off.

With a relaxed and happy smile, he moved a chair and sat at the door, blowing the green original air mixed with the smell of urine in the morning, and drank a sip of boiled water.

"Fellow Daoist, what a good Yaxing!"

Lin Gui next door sent away a sneaky monk who 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.

"You refined the pill overnight yesterday?" Chen Li asked with a smile.

When it comes to diligence, compared to Lin Guilai, Chen Li can only bow to the wind and be out of reach.

Although he is diligent, he still has a guaranteed rest time, and occasionally goes out into the wild to carry out some healthy and dangerous hunting activities.

And Lin Gui is completely deadly.

In the past few days, when Chen Li was cultivating during the day, he was working hard to refine the pill. When he was about to fall asleep, he still saw that he was working hard to alchemy, and when he got up the next day, he was still working hard to alchemy.

With this kind of desperate spirit, Chen Li can't figure it out, why is he making so much money?

"Alas, when you first come to your land, you have to open up the situation as soon as possible, and it will inevitably be harder, and it will be better in the future. Fortunately, I have the elixir of ascension, so I will eat one when I am sleepy, and I will be refreshed, and it will not be in the way at all if I stay up for a few days and nights. ”

Lin Gui finished speaking with a proud face, as if he was afraid that someone would worry about him, and then he cried again:

"Alas, don't look at how much I've practiced in the past few days, but it's all given away for nothing, and it's all done at a loss, and I haven't seen a few repeat customers until now."

Chen Li was speechless when he heard this, but he couldn't help but mention kindly: "You don't eat or drink like this, day and night, won't something happen to your body?" ”

"Alas, you don't understand this, don't look at my ascension elixir as a miscellaneous pill, not into the grade, but after my repeated improvements over the years, continuous increase and decrease of medicinal materials, now this pill has already had the effect of Bigu Peiyuan, coupled with the original rejuvenating effect, sleep and eat are no longer necessary for me, do you see my ruddy face looks like something is wrong?" Lin Gui stroked his long beard, as if he was proud.

Chen Li opened his mouth: "......"

Damn it.

It's hard to persuade damn ghosts with good words.

Eat, eat, sooner or later, ascend to immortality.