Zhou Chen hid in an underground cave and practiced for three days. His cultivation reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, and the strength of his soul reached the fifth level of Foundation Building.
While practicing the "Tai Chi Creation Technique", Zhou Chen's cultivation progressed slowly, but this did not hinder the improvement of the strength of his soul.
What is directly related to the strength of the soul is the "Tao Heart Demon Seed", and the cultivation speed is not slow.
However, in order to prevent too much gap between the strength of the soul and the cultivation of the physical body, Zhou Chen tried his best to condense the soul and make his soul stronger than monks of the same realm.
This is beneficial, as it lays a solid foundation so that we can go further in the future.
In the ancient times, the proud men of the Great Dao Tradition did this. Unless they couldn't suppress it, they would never break through the realm.
Make yourself invincible within the same realm.
In the memory inheritance of ancient qi masters, it is recorded that a certain proud man of the great lineage, in the same realm, killed a hundred people directly to the point of fear with one against a hundred!
Those proud men of heaven may have started cultivating since they were still in their mother's womb.
His parents probably started taking various treasures from heaven and earth when he was still an embryo to improve the embryo's qualifications.
Zhou Chen is self-aware.
If an amateur cultivator who is halfway to cultivating immortality, and has only been cultivating for a few months, can fight one against a hundred in the same realm, there are only two possibilities.
Either Zhou Chen's body has actually been taken away from him, and the person who has taken away his body controls his body.
Or Zhou Chen is actually the reincarnation of the most powerful immortal cultivator, and unlocks the big number in a life and death crisis.
Without the protagonist's destiny, Zhou Chen doesn't want to develop the protagonist's character.
Therefore, even if Zhou Chen faces an opponent whose strength is not as good as his own, he will try his best to fight in a coquettish manner.
As the same saying goes, why waste time when you can live alone, and why fight alone when you can fight in groups.
Zhou Chen stood up, his joints cracked a series of times, he had been sitting for too long.
Zhou Chen felt a little emotional that when he was practicing, he didn't feel the passage of time at all.
I took out my phone and checked. There was no signal, but the calendar showed that three days had passed.
Zhou Chen pondered for a moment, and the precious clothes on his body lit up.
According to Zhou Chen's idea, he began to change his appearance, forming a set of clothing in the style of Shennong's spiritual world foundation-building casual cultivator.
But the most important point is that the monks in Shennong's spiritual world basically have long hair.
Otherwise, they have no hair, and they rarely have short hair or short hair.
Zhou Chen pondered for a moment, then simply controlled the flying sword and shaved off all his hair.
Then he pinched his face again, and the bones of his body made strange noises.
He also let the soul-eating mother worm infest his bald head.
In the end, Zhou Chen's image turned into a short bald monk about 1.6 meters tall, with two pus-oozing originals on his head, giving him an extremely insidious image that was not easy to mess with.
Zhou Chen took out a mirror from the storage ring and looked at it: "Tsk, tsk, I'm scared to see it."
After putting on a good disguise, Zhou Chen slowly used his earth escape technique to leave the underground cave.
After hiding in the soil for a few more kilometers, he flew out of the earth and headed towards a large nearby city with his sword.
Along the way, Zhou Chen saw many villages.
The people in these villages, just like the village I met before, have elixirs planted on them, as if it has become a norm.
"Fellow Taoist, stay."
A wave of spiritual soul came from a nearby village.
Zhou Chen didn't stop and flew forward as if he didn't hear anything.
In the world of cultivating immortals, when you hear the words "Fellow Taoist, stay still", it is best not to stay.
This is all the experience passed down by the ancient Qi Refiner.
A blue sword light rose from the village and headed straight for Zhou Chen.
"Fifth level of foundation building... can kill!" Zhou Chen looked fiercely and said with an evil smile: "Fellow Taoist, you are quite healthy. I am quite satisfied with your body."
Seeing Zhou Chen's image and these hair-raising words, the foundation-building monk who flew over with his sword froze.
Keeping a safe distance, he clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Taoist, please don't misunderstand me. It's just that this place is within the sphere of influence of our Qingxuan Sect. I would like to ask, fellow Taoist, why you are here?"
Zhou Chen laughed "Jie Jie Jie": "Your Qing Xuan Sect's sphere of influence? It really makes me laugh. When did your Qing Xuan Sect's territory become so broad?"
"Fellow Taoist, you have chosen the wrong target with your probing words. I am not one of those extraterrestrial ants that comes in from the outside world. Why don't you and I learn from each other and know the authenticity of my identity?"
If he hadn't absorbed Jiang Ming's memory, Zhou Chen would have fallen into his trap.
The question asked by this foundation-building monk from Qingxuan Sect was to test Zhou Chen's identity.
If it were a cultivator from outside the region, he would definitely not notice the trap in this monk's words.
The village here is indeed owned by Qingxuan Sect, but if this is the sphere of influence of Qingxuan Sect and other monks cannot pass by, then Qingxuan Sect is probably not far away from being exterminated.
The foundation-building monk squinted his eyes and clasped his fists again: "Haha, I misunderstood, I misunderstood, fellow Taoist, please help yourself."
But Zhou Chen didn't leave: "Fellow Taoist stopped me for no reason. Doesn't it mean nothing? We might as well learn from each other. My darlings, I am very greedy for your body."
Zhou Chen's eyes flashed with danger, and he raised his hand to rub the pus-oozing sore on his head, as if there was something living in the sore.
Seeing this, the Qingxuan Sect's foundation-building monk suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.
With his keen perception in the foundation building stage, he could feel that there were indeed some living entities in the sores on Zhou Chen's head.
A very perverted evil cultivator.
This is what this foundation-building monk thinks of Zhou Chen.
Such a person, even if he is really an outsider cultivator, is definitely not something he can afford to offend.
He smiled coquettishly: "I'm sorry. In the past few days, humans from outside the territory have taken away many of the elixirs cultivated by our Qingxuan Sect. I am also here to guard this area on the orders of my Qingxuan Sect Supreme Elder."
These words were a sign of weakness to Zhou Chen.
Secondly, he also threatened Zhou Chen not to act rashly. There was an elder behind him.
Zhou Chen licked his lips and stared at the foundation-building monk with greedy eyes, seemingly making a choice.
Half a minute later, Zhou Chen put enough pressure on the opponent before turning around and continuing to fly forward.
"Huh~" The foundation-building monk breathed a sigh of relief. The image Zhou Chen gave him was too evil.
People like this are the worst to mess with.
The more wrong a person looks, the more unexpected their methods will be. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger.
This person returned to the village where he started.
In the village, three people wearing modern clothes were buried in the soil, with an elixir planted above their heads.
The elixir crazily absorbs the vitality of their whole bodies without considering long-term cultivation.
It won't take long for the brain, bone marrow, blood, etc. to be devoured by the roots of the elixir.
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