Longevity begins with taking care of the master's wife

"Gods and demons cannot be seen, and the way of heaven cannot be detected?"

"Hiss! Awesome!"

Zhou Chen's eyes widened. He didn't expect that the invisibility magic power fused with the perfected Breath-Containing Art would have such a strong effect.

Although he couldn't use this magic power to its full potential with his current cultivation, if he hid, even cultivators who were several levels higher than him might not be able to find him.

It is definitely a supreme weapon for life-saving sneak attacks!

However, Zhou Chen was shocked when he saw the Fengyue points required for the new magic power.

[Second level of Concealing the Heaven and the Sea (0/2000000)]

"It actually costs two million?"

Zhou Chen's eyes widened, and suddenly he had an idea:

"If it is based on the ten-fold theory, it should cost 200,000 to cultivate the first level, but I spent 100,000 on the invisibility magic power and 50,000 on the fusion, which only cost 150,000, which is equivalent to earning 50,000?"

"No, I spent a lot of Fengyue points to cultivate the Breath-Containing Art to perfection. Although I earned, I didn't earn much."

Shaking his head and smiling, Zhou Chen looked at other skills.

The second level of Mantianguohai requires too many Fengyue points, so Zhou Chen will not consider it for the time being.

And he doesn't need it, the first level is enough for him to hide at this stage.

With the magical power of hiding the sky and the sea, Zhou Chen no longer has to worry about being discovered by others when he improves too quickly.

"Yi archery, add points."

Zhou Chen first improved his martial arts cultivation, consuming 250,000 Fengyue points. Zhou Chen seemed to have practiced for two and a half years. Under the nourishment of blood and internal energy, his soul continued to become stronger and transformed.

Finally.

The soul seemed to break through the film that blocked its transformation, and it sublimated in one leap. Zhou Chen seemed to tear open the fog covering the world.

The world in his eyes seemed different.

Every flower, grass, tree, snake, insect, bird and ant around him was in sight, and even the legs of an ant five kilometers away could be clearly seen.

This was not seen with the eyes, but with the consciousness.

Ordinary warriors who have perfected the ninth level of body refining and soul refining naturally do not have such a strong consciousness as Zhou Chen.

But Zhou Chen practiced both immortal and martial arts, and the immortal way greatly increased his consciousness.

In addition, Zhou Chen practiced with Ji Fengxia and Liu Ruyi, who practiced the way of the gods, in the Fengyue Treasure Mirror day and night, which was also a great benefit to his soul.

With the addition of various buffs, Zhou Chen's consciousness was enough to extend five kilometers, that is, a five-kilometer radius with him as the center.

This kind of consciousness is comparable to that of ordinary foundation-building masters.

"The perfection of body training is really wonderful."

Zhou Chen felt himself, and his body and soul seemed to have reached the perfection of the primary stage. He felt a kind of incomparable comfort and pleasure of ascending to heaven.

[Yi Archery Tenth Level (50/1000000)]

"Yi Archery Tenth Level represents the realm of divine power, and it really requires a lot of Fengyue points!"

"There are still 100,000 Fengyue points left..."

Zhou Chen thought about it and added it to the Red Emperor Fire God Art.

As Zhou Chen added points.

Zhou Chen found that the mana of Changchun Gong was directly transformed into the Red Emperor Fire God Qi, and it only consumed 90,000 Fengyue points to practice the Red Emperor Fire God Art to the ninth level.

That is to say, the Fengyue points he had added to Changchun Gong were not wasted.

Needle not poke!

[Red Emperor Fire God Gong ninth level (60/300000)]

"Red Emperor Fire God Gong ninth level requires 300,000, but unfortunately there are only 10,000 Fengyue points left now, which should be used for healing and recovery..."

Zhou Chen looked at his personal panel.

[Fengyue Treasure Mirror]

[Master: Zhou Chen]

[Kung Fu: Yi Archery Tenth Level (50/1000000), Red Emperor Fire God Gong ninth level (60/300000), Lightning God Step (0/64000), General Slashing Knife/Overlord Fist Seventh Level (0/32000), Iron Painting Silver Hook Third Level (0/2000)...]

[Realm: Nineth Level Perfection of Body Refining/Ninth Level of Qi Refining]

[Magic Power: Thunder Light Ruyi Hand, Sky Crossing the Sea Second Level (0/2000000) )]

[Spells: Level 2 of the Qi-Viewing Technique (0/100000), Level 1 of the Ghost Control Technique (10/1000)...]

[Skills: Yi Arrow Shooting the Sky, Running to the Moon, Shooting the Sun (Arrow Soul 0/100000)...]

[Medicine Prescription: Yang Dingtian]

[Feng Yue Points: 10125]

"Now there is no shortage of skills and treasures, just keep trying to earn Feng Yue Points!"

Zhou Chen looked happy, took out the top-grade spiritual weapon, the Wind-Controlling Boots, and poured in the Fire Spirit of the Red Emperor to continue refining.

It takes some time to refine the top-grade spiritual weapon, and it must be refined thoroughly before it can be operated as desired and as easy as an arm.

An hour later.

Zhao Shirong woke up and prepared the meal.

Zhou Chen put away the Wind-Controlling Boots and ate with Zhao Shirong.

After the meal.

Zhao Shirong cleaned up the dishes and picked up the towel to bend over and wipe the table. The most charming thing about that bend was that Zhou Chen raised the flag high to show respect.

Zhou Chen held his chin with one hand, looking at Zhao Shirong who was wiping the table.

The curves of Zhao Shirong's dress under her light blue robe were still so natural, Zhou Chen's heart was warmed, and he put his palm into Zhao Shirong's dress.

Zhao Shirong frowned slightly and rolled her eyes at Zhou Chen:

"Young Master, I'm busy."

"You do your thing, don't worry about me!"

Zhou Chen smiled.

Zhao Shirong looked helpless, and trembled:

"Young Master really never forgets to practice Taoism all the time!"

"Isn't practice just about the little things in daily life?"

Zhou Chen looked out the window with a dim look in his eyes:

"It's raining!"

"The sun rises in the east and the rain falls in the west, it's clear but there's love!"

Zhou Chen couldn't help but recite a poem, and saw a strong wind outside, blowing the trees rustling, and a drizzle fell from the clouds, blowing on the roof and bamboo forest.

The grass and flowers swayed in the wind and rain, blooming tenaciously and perseveringly.

The rain kept falling, getting heavier and heavier, crackling and splashing.

"What a heavy storm!"

Zhao Shirong clasped his hands on the table, gritted his silver teeth, raised his fair neck, and his hair started to fly. . .

…

Hexian Gold Mine Security Office.

Elder Jin Wufeng summoned a disciple and asked:

"What has Zhou Chen been doing recently?"

"Senior Brother Zhou, apart from going out occasionally, is always at home the rest of the time!"

"Do you practice at home?"

Jin Wufeng was very satisfied that Zhou Chen didn't cause trouble everywhere, but when he thought that Zhou Chen also brought a beautiful maid, Jin Wufeng frowned again.

"This disciple doesn't know."

It was impossible for him to spy on Zhou Chen, not to mention that with his strength, he would definitely be discovered. Naturally, he didn't know what Zhou Chen was doing at home.

"Get down!"

After sending his disciples away, Jin Wufeng thought of what the head Qing Yuyao had told him and quietly came outside Zhou Chen's house.

He was powerful and his consciousness was not weak, and he suddenly heard the faint movement coming from the distant house.

"Son..."

Jin Wufeng paused and pricked up his ears.

"Uh-huh! Young Master...don't...there's no..."

boom!

Jin Wufeng felt that his chest was about to explode with anger, his face was ashen, and he walked away with a puff of sleeves.

"Mud can't hold up a wall!"

Jin Wufeng was very angry. He immediately wrote a letter to inform the boss about Zhou Chen's situation and then didn't bother to care about Zhou Chen.

…

Qingyun Peak.

When the head Qing Yuyao received Jin Wufeng's letter, she frowned and shook her head:

"That's all, everyone has their own ambitions!"

Just thinking about Zhou Chen's talent makes me feel a little sad.

Such a great talent wasted.

It's really infuriating.

But she couldn't force Zhou Chen to practice.

Bang!

The letter paper in her hand turned into powder. Qing Yuyao was very disappointed with Zhou Chen, hating that iron could not make steel:

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!"

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