(The previous chapter was a fallacy about speed, which has been revised)

Feeling nature is inaccurate, and there is a great subjective component.

Adults take about 75 centimeters per step, and then, Chen Li measures the ground step by step, and then runs again by silently counting the seconds, and finally roughly estimates his speed, which is about 60 meters.

Of course, this speed was still a rough estimate, and the error was extremely large, and the place where he ran was still a wilderness, with uneven roads and complex terrain, and overgrown with lush weeds and vines.

If you're not careful, you'll trip into the air.

But then again, this is not the earth, there will be no plastic runway, and the reality is not a warm race, and when he is really needed to run, the terrain is probably more complicated than here.

As a comparative test, Chen Li then took off his robe and tested it again.

This time I felt several times harder, and in the end, the speed could not even reach 30 meters per second, and the oncoming wind resistance was too great, and it felt like running against a typhoon, and my body was uncontrollably fluttering.

Chen Li put on the robe and patted the dust that did not exist on it happily, the more he looked at this gray robe, the more he liked it.

"These ten medium-grade spirit stones are really not in vain!"

Chen Li thought to himself that those immortal cultivators who flew with the sword were probably wearing robes embroidered with the 'Wind Transformation' array, otherwise at such a fast speed, there were no guardrails and safety seats installed on the flying sword, no matter how good your balance was, the flying sword would be blown off if the wind was strong.

After that, he practiced running over and over again, trying to adapt to the terrain, until it was almost noon, when he walked towards the shantytown.

When he was almost home, he felt that the atmosphere was wrong, the smell of blood was in the air, the streets were empty, and everyone was closed.

"What's going on again?"

Chen Li's heart tightened, and he hurriedly quickened his pace, just returned home, and before he could ask Lin Gui about the situation, Lin Gui quickly came over.

"Did you hear that Qiao Guanyuan was assassinated?" Lin Gui whispered sneakily.

"Dead?" Chen Li said with a look of surprise when he heard this.

"Well, not yet! I was slightly injured, I heard that it was done by another gang, alas, didn't you see it, just now the night patrol team searched everywhere like crazy, and several people died on the street. Lin Gui said with a nervous face:

"I was really unlucky to come to this poor and remote place, and I didn't live in peace for a few days, but I was scared all day long."

"It is estimated that other places are not much better, the ancestors of the Immortal Sect have fallen, and now the entire Immortal Domain is probably like this, this is not the case, it is not bad here, at least there is no foundation building monk himself." Chen Li retorted.

"That's just as well!" Lin Gui agreed.

The two sighed in unison, relatively silent to each other.

"Can you find your way to other domains?" After a while, Chen Li asked.

"What's the way, it's too remote here, it's just a small market, even a strong business won't come here to do business across borders." Lin Gui shook his head.

The two chatted for a long time, but they didn't get any results, so they just sighed.

It didn't take long for them to go back to their respective homes.

……

"Forget it, with my current strength, I actually don't have anything to worry about, it's a big deal to kill a few more people."

Sitting in the talisman room, Chen Li couldn't help but be sure in his heart.

Start working on the talismans.

Train your mind.

Stillness.

Heaven and earth pray for blessings.

After a set of rituals.

Chen Li rolled up his sleeves, picked up the pen, and drew two 'evil talismans' in a row, all of which were successful, and there was still a small half of the spiritual power left in his body.

He put down his pen, dried the blood and ink on it, and placed it on a stack of evil charms.

"Alas, I have accumulated more and more, and now the business in the market is not good, and I don't know who to sell to." He sighed in his heart, took the stack of talismans, counted them, and found that there were 38 of them.

Unlike light talismans and amulets, which are popular talismans.

Evil charms have always been not very easy to sell, when the market is still hot, set up a stall in the morning, if you are lucky, you can sell six or seven, and if you are unlucky, you can only sell two or three.

And after all, it is a first-order middle and low-level talisman, and there are a lot of scattered cultivation that can draw this kind of talisman, and there is a lot of competition.

"But now that I've practiced the fourth level of qi, I can try to make an arrow avoidance talisman." Chen Li was thoughtful.

Arrow avoidance talisman and evil talisman both belong to the first-order intermediate talisman, the difference is that the latter corresponds to the fourth layer of qi training, and the former corresponds to the fifth layer of qi training, but it is normal to draw a talisman more than one level.

With his current realm of practicing qi at the fourth level, he should barely be able to draw.

The Arrow Amulet is also a defensive charm.

After being stimulated, it can produce a defensive force field, but the defense ability is much worse than that of the famous first-order high-level talisman talisman, and the market price is the same as the evil talisman, which is also a low-grade spirit stone.

But in comparison, it sells a lot better.

Thinking of this, Chen Li took the scroll of "The Making Method of the Eight Kinds of Talismans" and began to study it carefully.

……

In the next few days, the surrounding area was completely chaotic, Qiao Guanyuan's night patrol group and the nearby Giant Bear Gang, there were several fights, and the casualties on both sides were not counted, so that the surrounding casual cultivators did not dare to go to the street easily, for fear of being affected.

One day, Chen Li went to Fang City to buy talisman skin blood ink and came back, and was stopped by a group of three people on the way:

"But Chen Li Chen Daoyou, I'm Zhao Ding of the Giant Bear Gang."

"I don't know what Zhao Daoyou is looking for me?" Chen Li stopped, looked at the other party and asked, secretly vigilant in his heart.

Zhao Ding is tall, a head taller than Chen Li, he looks five big and three thick, his appearance is rough, and his wide robe is almost worn into a tight suit by him, and he can't see any immortal cultivators' immortal bones, more like a robber.

"I have heard the name of Chen Daoyou for a long time, Qiao Guanyuan has just entered the later stage of casual cultivation, but he is ambitious, vainly trying to dominate this place of scattered cultivation, in my opinion, it is just a dry bone in the grave, and the defeat is only in the evening. I hope that Chen Daoyou can recognize the current affairs as a handsome man and will make a wise choice. Zhao Ding smiled lightly.

"I don't like to fight, I have no interest in either side of you, and I won't get involved in your fights." Chen Li smiled and declined.

"Hahaha, that's the best, Chen Daoyou, I think we'll see each other again, let's go!" Zhao Ding laughed, then beckoned his subordinates and walked away.

……

Chen Li looked at the other party's back in the distance, his smile was restrained, and he sighed in his heart.

"After all, I still can't avoid trouble."

He regretted exposing his strength a little, but after thinking about it, if he didn't expose his strength, it was estimated that he was still practicing qi at the third level, where would he get the money to buy the qi tonifying pill, and where would he get the money to buy the robe.

"This damn world, why is it so difficult to cultivate immortality quietly."

He shook his head and hurried home.

ps: I'm not staying up late today.