I will survive with proficiency

Zhongdao is wider than Xihuang, and the territory of a single sect is also larger.

There are fewer sects and fewer immortal cities.

But there are more towns and villages in the mortal world.

Xiuxian City is more concentrated.

The biggest difference between Nakajima and Xihuang is:

Xihuang is the only sect in the Tianyan Sect, and the Tianyan Sect is also the only sect in Xihuang that has a Nascent Soul.

But not Nakajima.

Zhongdao is divided between the north and the south, each with a leading sect occupying it.

The two sects are evenly matched and rival each other.

According to gossip, the radical new head of Flying Star Sect came from the big sect to the south—Fengqing Sect.

And the three Qin monks who were killed by Chen Ping came from the big sect in the north——Yuanzong.

Chen Ping crosses the huge forest river and enters Nakajima from the west.

Because it was Yunyou, he didn't rush on his way, but stopped and walked from time to time.

Watch the sun rise and set, and enjoy anecdotes about the world.

Watching children fight and chatting with old women.

After half a year, they entered the core area on the north side of Nakajima and got closer to the central boundary of Yiyuanzong.

When entering Zhongdao, the journey was fairly smooth, and there was almost no such thing as robbery on the way.

Occasionally met other monks on the way, although everyone remained vigilant, they would bow to each other from a distance.

From this point of view alone, Nakajima's discipline is indeed much better than Xihuang's.

Robbery is not uncommon in the Western Wilderness.

Two months later, Chen Ping arrived at the largest city for cultivating immortals under the jurisdiction of Yiyuanzong——Yuancheng.

There are significantly more high-level monks here than in all the Xiuxian cities in Xihuang.

Including Tianyan City.

After entering Yiyuan City, Chen Ping inquired about it, and it was more than six months before the last Jindan sermon.

So I rented a house for a short period of time.

Saving spirit stones more than the inn is only secondary, the main thing is that the privacy of the house is better than that of the inn.

After the house is rented, the array is arranged according to the usual practice.

The full-level Spirit Gathering Formation, Psychedelic Formation and Liu Xun Liuyao Defense Formation with a good level of proficiency played an important role.

Stay in this Immortal Cultivation City for half a year.

This is also one of the ways of cloud travel.

During this period, he practiced exercises, drawing talismans, and practicing body exercises, and from time to time he would go out of the city to practice as he pleased, and practiced cautiously and steadily.

Two months later, I found out that there was a bottle of wood liquid flowing out of the auction site in Xiuxian City.

On the day of the auction, Chen Ping decisively went to the scene.

But when bidding, Chen Ping found something was wrong.

There were two monks in the upper-class private room who were very angry about this competition. Even when one side released a signal that there was a golden core on its side, the other side did not show weakness at all.

Chen Ping decisively chose to give up.

A few months later, I heard Jin Tan preach smoothly.

This time, a total of five golden elixirs appeared on the stage, and more monks participated in listening to the sermon than the one in Tianyan City.

After listening to the sermon, Chen Ping digested it in the rented house for a few days, then returned the house and left again.

Coupled with Wei Xun's experience, Chen Ping is equivalent to having been taught the experience sharing of ten golden pills.

This is enough for him.

Next, we should spend more energy on comprehending these experiences and discovering our own way.

In the next few years, he traveled all over Xizhou alone.

Walking through the brilliant business road of Nakajima, swimming in the shallow sea of ​​East China Sea, passing through the endless forest at the junction...

I have slept in the soft bed of the inn, and I have also lay in the hard stone cave; I have wandered in the dry sun; I have also meditated cross-legged in the wet depression...

Eat and sleep in the open air, watch the rabbits rise and fall...

The beard grows and shortens, and the beard grows and grows.

Of course, from time to time, he would stop in the major cities of cultivating immortals, mainly to ask the local auction house if there was any auction of the liquid of the five elements.

Regrettably, the liquid of the five elements has not flowed out for several years.

Eight years after he left the Lingxiaozong, he stopped again in a city of cultivating immortals in the north of Yaoyu.

Decided to settle down for a period of time to brush up his body training and other spells to the full level.

After all, you can't take a medicated bath when you go out.

"Grandpa Chen, good morning."

On this day, when Chen Ping returned to his short-term rental house early in the morning, he heard the voice of a seven or eight-year-old boy saying hello in the yard next door.

Chen Ping couldn't help but stagnate.

Are you all this vicissitudes?

"Yuan'er, don't shout, that's... Uncle Chen." A female cultivator came out and scolded, glanced at the bearded Chen Ping, and smiled awkwardly:

"Chen Daoyou, I'm sorry, this kid Yuan'er is really messing around without hitting him for three days."

"It's okay, it's true that you're not young anymore." Chen Ping smiled self-deprecatingly.

Having been in this small city of cultivating immortals for more than three months, Chen Ping spent most of his time cultivating in the house, and he was actually not familiar with the mother and son next door, so he only met two or three times.

All I know is that this female cultivator is a monk at the seventh level of Qi training.

Of course, Chen Ping himself was at the Qi-refining stage, and it was impossible for Foundation Establishment to see through his breath-holding technique, let alone a monk at the Qi-refining stage.

This casual repair city is very small, there is no golden core, and it is said that there are only one or two foundation establishments, and they are all in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Every foundation building is very conspicuous, and it is safer not to reveal your identity.

The nun hesitated for a moment, then said carefully:

"It's rare to see Fellow Daoist Chen go out, how do you...earn spirit stones?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Ping cautiously.

Living next to each other for more than three months, not only did Chen Ping seldom go out, but also Chen Ping's clothes were not shabby, and there was no sense of fatigue in his eyes from the exhaustion of life.

Intuition told her that this new neighborhood should not be too poor.

Now that he finished speaking, he was afraid that Chen Ping might be suspicious, so he quickly explained:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, don't misunderstand me. I didn't intend to inquire about the situation of fellow Daoist. It's just...just..."

She looked around and said softly:

"I have a magic weapon here, which was left by the child's father before he returned to Taoism. It's just that the magic weapon is expensive, and I dare not take it out easily on weekdays, and I dare not sell it in the market. Those families,...Actually, I don’t dare to find it for sale. I wonder if Chen Daoyou intends to buy it?”

In fact, she was also a little wary of Chen Ping, so she never went into Chen Ping's house to visit and sell, but was negotiating in the yard at this moment.

Of course this is still risky.

It's just that after getting in touch with him during this period of time, she felt that Chen Ping was not the kind of person with a fierce face, so she gritted her teeth and decided to give it a try.

Having said that, she took out the magic weapon from a storage bag:

"Chen Daoyou can take a look, it's a third-grade rare wooden futon. If it's not...if it's not, I really can't get rid of it, and I dare not show it to others at will."

She hesitated for a moment and handed it to Chen Ping.

Chen Ping took the futon and felt it.

It is indeed a third-order magic weapon, and it is a middle-grade one.

This female cultivator, a seventh-level Qi-training monk, actually holds a third-order middle-grade magic weapon that is usually affordable and well-used for golden cores.

It's not easy.

"My child's father used to be a foundation-building nine-story monk." The nun seemed to see Chen Ping's doubts, and added softly.

Chen Ping couldn't help but look at her again.

Taking a closer look, she is indeed pretty, but the simple dress seems to be intentional, deliberately covering up her good looks.

Chen Ping observed the futon again.

When the spiritual power was activated, the surrounding thin spiritual energy immediately started from the futon to form a bubble-shaped spiritual circle, wrapping Chen Ping in it.

Chen Ping was overjoyed.

There is still this value?

This is not just the function of gathering spirits, but evenly distributing the spirit energy centered on the monk himself, which can increase the utilization rate of the spirit energy to a certain extent.

This futon is really nice.

It is better than the futon Chen Ping himself is currently using.

It's not just because of the third-order mid-grade, I'm afraid it's also related to the woven wooden rattan.

In addition, the faint fragrance from the futon is also refreshing, as if it can vaguely promote the self-circulation of spiritual energy.

That's great.

This is equivalent to just sitting on the futon, even if you are not practicing gong, it is equivalent to practicing gong.

Of course, this effect is weak.

But it would be nice to have.

There is still some promotional value to some extent.

"What kind of vine is this made of?" Chen Ping suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and asked.

Unexpectedly, I had been looking for a better bed for a long time, but I couldn't find a bed, and I came across a good futon.

"I don't know. The child's father didn't tell me before, and it took me a long time to learn about this third-order magic weapon from other people's mouth." The female cultivator shook her head. A little nervous, said weakly:

"Chen Daoyou... If we snatch it away, Yuan'er and I may have no way out."

This is the extreme lack of money.

Thinking about it, the cultivator on the ninth floor of the foundation building didn't leave too much property for the mother and son, otherwise, with a foundation building property, no matter how difficult it would be for the monks in the Qi refining period.

Or maybe there is something hidden.

Chen Ping couldn't help but think of his life in Lianyun City back then. The Immortal Cultivation City here was not much better than the Lianyun City before the war, not too bad.

"How many spirit stones do you want to sell?" Chen Ping asked.

Seeing Chen Ping's gentle expression, the female cultivator was overjoyed and said:

"To tell you the truth, fellow daoist, I have also inquired about it in the past two years. This kind of third-order magic weapon can at least sell hundreds of middle-grade spirit stones."

"If Fellow Daoist has the heart, how about giving four hundred middle-grade spirit stones?"

He paused for a moment, probably because he was worried that Chen Ping, a mere qi refining monk, might not be so right about Lingshi.

So he hastily added:

"If you don't have so many fellow daoists, it doesn't matter if you have less."

Chen Ping glanced at her:

"If you go to the big city of cultivating immortals and find an auction house to auction your magic weapon, among other things, seven or eight hundred middle-grade spirit stones will definitely be fine. Are you sure you want to sell it here?"

"Sell." The female cultivator said firmly.

The firmness made Chen Ping wonder if she lied, and it didn't come from the child's father, but the windfall obtained through other informal means.

But Chen Ping doesn't care, the monks in this city of cultivating immortals may not be able to withstand him.

Even if the way is wrong, the risk is not great.

"In that case, I'll buy it." Chen Ping said flatly.

This thing is a win-win.

For Chen Ping, he found a good magic weapon at a low price.

For the mother nun and her son, this was timely rain. More importantly, Chen Ping will not rob them.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chen." The female cultivator was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked her, adding:

"Chen Daoyou, don't worry, what I said just now is the truth, there is absolutely no lie, and it will never bring any unreasonable disaster to Chen Daoyou."

Um?

This woman is amazing.

It's almost like being able to read minds.

Chen Ping put away the futon, took out four hundred middle-grade spirit stones and gave them to the nun, and returned to the house with the nun's thanks again.

Take out the futon and use it immediately.

Continue to practice.

‘Now that I’m away from home, I’m lacking in aura, but with this futon, I can make up for it further. '

'It was a surprise. '

Four months passed by.

During the half a year in this little city of cultivating immortals, Chen Ping practiced the marrow refining technique to the 'consummation'.

Under the circulation of spiritual power, golden blood flowed all over his body.

Now that all the body refining techniques have been completed, it can be regarded as the real completion of the 'foundation' of physique.

Although countless energy, time, and money have been spent on this over the years, this benefit is permanent.

Will improve his potential after Jindan.

Among other things, his current spiritual power reserve is more than 450% of that of a monk of the same realm. The bulk of the increase in spiritual power reserves comes from body training.

With this income, you can benefit for life.

Absolutely worth it.

also.

Under the influence of continuous training and drinking of unknown wine, the Ice Body Divine Code has also been 'completed'.

This spell has no intuitive feeling.

It is just to remove physical obstacles for the purpose of forming alchemy.

Not only that, but his realm has also reached the 'Building Foundation (nine floors): 100/100. '

It is also the legendary 'half-step golden elixir'.

Under the half-step golden elixir state, the true essence in the dantian has changed from a liquid state to a gelatinous state.

Pure and white gel.

In terms of true essence, it is equivalent to the best preparation for the alchemy. The difference is that the volume of his true essence is also about 450% of that of an ordinary monk of the same realm.

It laid a good foundation for foundation building.

All that's left is a big realization.

Regrettably, after eight years, I still haven't found that momentary sense of enlightenment in my heart.

The big realization has never been completed.

You have to continue to travel in the cloud.

In the early morning of this day, Chen Ping quietly closed the door of the house, and glanced at the house of the widow, mother and son next door. The widow did not lie when she repaired and sold the futons. Over the past few months, the futons did not cause any unnecessary disasters.

On the contrary, the mother and son may be grateful for Chen Ping's help, and brought food to Chen Ping several times.

Chen Pingping left quietly, not even bothering to check out for some low-grade spirit stones, and went straight out of this small loose repair city.

Continue to travel.

Time flies, such episodes happen from time to time, and they pass by like a passing cloud.

In the tenth year of wandering, he finally got a lucky shot of a small bottle of soil liquid in a big city of cultivating immortals.

Spent 169 high-grade spirit stones.

In the eleventh year of Yunyou, Chen Ping came across a large auction in a casual repair city, and Chen Ping took a rare ice jade bed.

Spent 100 high-grade spirit stones.

After that, Chen Ping went all the way north, entering the northern desert wasteland.

Because Beimo has the largest demon sect in Xizhou, orthodox monks seldom stay or stay here often.

It is truly sparsely populated.

Time flies, Chen Ping travels with the world.