I'm A Late Bloomer And I'm Immortal.

Chapter 17 019: Middle Grade Spirit Root, Trouble in Hutong Street

In the blink of an eye, it was the fifth day after practicing "The Art of Destroying Life and Pulling Out Seedlings".

Late at night, inside the house, Chen Dengming had white hair on his temples, crow's feet were faintly visible at the corners of his eyes, and his energy and energy were severely depleted.

But now, his spiritual root has been officially promoted from Low Grade to Middle Grade spiritual root.

The entire promotion process started at dusk today and lasted until an hour ago. He only felt that his ability to sense the spiritual energy in the air around him became stronger and stronger.

Although the absorbed golden spiritual energy still caused the wood spiritual energy to be chopped down when it met, killing more than half of it in one fell swoop, which greatly reduced the training effect, it was still ten times stronger than before, and even the feeling of sensing the spiritual energy was very clear.

If you say that the first improvement is still a very small feeling, it would be mistaken for a psychological effect.

So now with the advancement of spiritual roots, the feeling of improved spiritual energy sensitivity is very strong, just like the difference between holding a sip of cold water and holding a piece of ice in the mouth.

His spiritual root qualifications have truly improved, but his lifespan has also been lost by ten years.

Chen Dengming stood up from the ground, picked up a towel and wiped his muscular body that had not relaxed his muscles. He finished practicing the "Three Yuan Spirit Gathering Gong" and checked the panel.

His spiritual root attributes and lifespan have changed.

"Innate Martial Artist [Chen Dengming]

Life span: 92/152

Spiritual roots: gold, wood (Middle Grade1/100)

Martial Dao: "General Outline of Chen's Martial Dao" (Successful 32/100)

Taoist methods: "Gu Refining Chapter" (Mastery 0/100), "Three Yuan Spirit Gathering Technique" (Beginner 6/100), "Destroying Life and Pulling Out Seedlings" (Beginner 50/100)"

"After spending ten years of life, my spiritual root has been upgraded to Middle Grade. My efficiency in practicing the three-yuan Spirit Gathering skill has also been greatly improved. This is the benefit of stronger spiritual root."

Chen Dengming felt a little excited.

In the past five days, except for going out for an hour every day to collect materials for the Golden Silkworm Gu, he spent the rest of the time in the house, waiting for people from Jinzifang to come and arrange duties. At the same time, he worked hard to practice the "Destroying Life and Pulling Out Seedlings" to improve the quality of his spiritual roots.

At the same time, he did not relax his practice of "Three Yuan Spirit Gathering Kung Fu".

From yesterday to today, he has completed the practice of "Three Yuan Spirit Gathering" eighteen times.

After only practicing eighteen times, the proficiency of this Taoist method was increased from 5 to 6.

Especially after the promotion of his spiritual roots was completed, the speed of condensing Spirit Gathering Qi when practicing this Taoist method was particularly fast, almost ten times that of five days ago.

"At my current practice speed, if I practice the "Three Yuan Spirit Gathering Kung Fu" ten times a day, I can increase the proficiency of this technique by 1 point. Using the Qingling Pill can even speed it up a bit. I can practice it about nine times to increase my proficiency by one point. Spend.

Looking at it this way, it doesn’t take three months to break through Innate and become a Qi Refining monk.”

Chen Dengming walked around the room, stopping from time to time to feel the spiritual energy flowing in the air, with a smile on his face.

In the past, he felt the spiritual energy flowing in the air, just like looking at flowers covered with a veil.

Now, this layer of veil has been removed, and he can see more clearly.

Of course, the specific benefits of improving the quality of spiritual roots are not only reflected in the aspect of induction.

And in the future, he only needs to continue to practice the "Life-Destroying Art of Uprooting Seedlings", and there is still room for further improvement in the quality of his spiritual roots.

At present, this Taoist method has not broken through to the first level. If he practices it once a day, he will only lose two years of his life. He can still bear it.

However, precisely because he has not yet broken through, and because his spiritual roots have reached the Middle Grade level, it is obvious that the loss of two years of life will lessen the improvement in spiritual energy affinity.

If you break through to the first level, one practice may cost you six years of life, so you need to slow down.

"The Middle Grade spiritual roots are sufficient for the time being. Now the main thing is to break through to the realm of strength immediately. Maybe if I practice in an area with more abundant spiritual energy, the time it will take for me to break through to the first level of Qi Refining will be shorter."

Thinking deeply in his heart, Chen Dengming put on a pair of gloves, dug out a spiritual stone that was made into a stone poison from the soil in the corner of the room, and carefully put it away.

This stone voodoo is Chen Dengming's new method of refining voodoo. He blends the toxins with the spirit stones, so that the spiritual energy in the spirit stones will gradually be immersed in some toxins. It is more powerful and vicious than ordinary stone voodoos. It is used for daily self-defense. It's a good thing for Yin people. After all, everyone doesn't like spiritual stones.

Lifting the broken sword, Chen Dengming put on a patched cloak and a hood to cover the white hair on his temples, and prepared to go out to practice sword practice.

As the saying goes, if you want good kung fu, three hundred and sixty years a year, your kung fu will advance like a spring silkworm spinning silk, and its retreat will disappear like running water.

Although he is now faltering on the road of pursuing immortality, Martial Dao's hard work cannot be lost immediately.

After all, he has not yet cultivated enough spiritual energy to learn and perform Taoism. The only way to save his life is to use martial arts combined with Gu skills. If he practices diligently, he can save his life at critical moments.

As a result, I just went out late at night.

When he met his neighbor Xu Wei, who usually worked at night, he avoided him somewhat, as if he was quite shy.

"Sister Xu, aren't you busy today?"

Chen Dengming said hello in a friendly manner as usual, but suddenly stopped and looked at Xu Wei's swollen right face and bloodshot corners of his mouth, and said in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing."

Xu Wei forced a smile, turned her head to her door, opened the door, and changed the subject, "Chen Langjun wants to go out to practice at night again?"

Chen Dengming frowned and nodded, "Yes."

Xu opened the door with a slight click and said half-jokingly, "Chen Langjun has been studying and practicing hard all day long. He must be very good at martial arts, right? If you have time, you can teach me some self-defense skills."

"No, it's just some superficial kung fu. It's not immortal magic, so it's nothing. It's just that, Sister Xu, it's too late for you to learn it at your age."

Chen Dengming shook his head and smiled.

"Yeah, it's late."

Xu Wei's eyes were slightly dazed, and his response was rather perfunctory.

Seeing that the other party didn't want to say anything more, Chen Dengming stopped asking and turned around to leave.

Xu Wei looked at his back and reminded, "Chen Langjun, the friction between Jinzifang and the monks in Hutong Street has been fierce these two days. You just joined Jinzifang. You have to be careful when you go out."

"oh?"

Chen Dengming was startled, and then he realized why no one from Jinzifang had been looking for him in recent days. I'm afraid they were all busy.

He looked back at Xu Wei.

The other party's swollen cheeks somewhat ruined the beauty, but the sincerity in those beautiful eyes seemed quite valuable in this chaotic area. He nodded with a smile, "Thanks for reminding me."

After saying that, he picked up the knife and left quickly, but in the end he still didn't ask about the reason for the other party's injury.

After all, the relationship between the two parties is just that of ordinary neighbors, and there is no need to exchange superficial words.

But what he said is true. Xu Wei is indeed late in learning martial arts. In other words, many Innates in the gathering place are late.

These people may benefit from living in an Immortal Cultivation World with abundant spiritual energy. They have all eight meridians from birth, and they slowly reach the state of Innate by practicing some breathing and breathing techniques.

However, most of them have not practiced martial arts very much, or they have practiced some unknown martial arts and are not proficient in it. Therefore, the strength shown in actual combat is ugly, and it is completely inferior to the Nanxun Kingdom where Chen Dengming was before.

After leaving the shanty town, Chen Dengming walked into an alleyway, and he already felt alarming signs in his mind. It seemed that there were deep qi forces in front and behind him that had locked him in, and it was so dangerous.

His heart suddenly sank, and he looked forward with his eyes wide open. A figure had appeared in front of him, but there were two other figures behind him blocking the way.

"Chen! Deng! Ming?"

The figure who appeared in front called out Chen Dengming's name one word at a time, with a teasing smile on his lips and said.

"We are from Hutong Street, come with us, our boss wants to see you."

Chen Dengming's eyebrows suddenly rose, and he realized that the person opposite him should be a monk, but the two people behind him should be just Innate.

The other party was obviously prepared.

Chen Dengming secretly thought it was troublesome and said in a deep voice, "I wonder what you, boss, have to do with me?"

The monk opposite's eyes flashed with coldness, "I am willing to talk to you because I heard that you have a belt personally given by Miss Luo. I think highly of you, but you still have so many questions? Are you leaving?"

Chen Dengming suddenly smiled, the seriousness on his face disappeared, he cupped his hands and said, "Let's go, of course we go, it is a blessing for me to be appreciated by the Immortal Master, how dare I not obey."

The monk raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "You are sensible, but if you dare to disagree, you will always suffer. Let's go!"

He waved and turned sideways, his eyes as cold as lightning. The talisman held in the palm of his sleeve did not relax, and he remained vigilant. The two Innate thugs behind him also came closer.

Chen Dengming didn't seem to notice. He approached with a smile and said politely, "Where can I trouble the Immortal Master? I actually have some things to ask the Immortal Master. I have been in retreat these days, but for some reason there was a conflict between Jinzifang and Hutong Street. ?”

(End of chapter)