Zhongdao is wider than the Western Wilderness, 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 world.
Xiuxian City is more concentrated.
The biggest difference between Zhongdao and Xihuang is:
Tianyan Sect is the dominant sect in Xihuang, and Tianyan Sect is also the only sect in Xihuang that has Nascent Soul.
But not Nakajima.
Zhongdao is divided into north and south, with each having a leading sect.
The two sects were evenly matched and fought against each other.
According to rumors, the radical new leader of the Feixing Sect came from the Fengqing Sect, a large sect to the south.
The three Qin monks killed by Chen Ping were from the Yiyuan Sect, a large sect in the north.
Chenping crosses the huge forest river and enters Zhongdao from the west.
Because he was traveling in the clouds, he did not hurry, but stopped and walked.
Watch the sun rise and set, and enjoy interesting stories about the world.
Watching children fight and chatting with old women.
After half a year, they entered the core area north of Zhongdao and got closer to the central boundary of Yiyuan Sect.
When we entered Zhongdao, the journey was fairly smooth, with almost no robberies along the way.
Occasionally, I met other monks on the road. Although everyone remained vigilant, they would also bow to each other from a distance.
From this point of view alone, Nakajima's discipline is indeed much better than that of Xihuang.
Robbery is a common occurrence in Xihuang.
Two months later, Chen Ping arrived at Yiyuan City, the largest immortal cultivation city under the jurisdiction of Yiyuan Sect.
There are significantly more high-level monks here than in all the Immortal Cultivation Cities in the Western Wilderness.
Including Tianyan City.
After entering Yiyuan City, Chen Ping inquired and found that there were still more than six months left before the last Jindan sermon.
So I simply rented a house for a short period of time.
The fact that it saves more spirit stones than an inn is only secondary. The main thing is that the privacy of the house is better than that of an inn.
After renting the house, arrange the formation as usual.
The full-level spirit-gathering array, psychedelic array, and the six-sun and six-yao defense array that he carried with him played an important role.
Stay in this Xiuxian City for half a year before talking about it.
This is also one of the ways to travel in the clouds.
During this period, he practiced Kung Fu, drew talismans, and practiced physical exercises. From time to time, he would go out outside the city to practice as he pleased, but with caution and stability.
Two months later, I heard that a bottle of wood liquid leaked out of the auction house in Xiuxian City.
On the day of the auction, Chen Ping decisively went to the scene.
But when bidding, Chen Ping discovered something was wrong.
There were two monks in the upper-class private rooms who were very angry about the competition. Even when one party released a signal that their side had a golden elixir to suppress the formation, the other party did not show any weakness at all.
Chen Ping decisively chose to give up.
A few months later, I successfully heard Jin Dan’s sermon.
This time, a total of five golden elixirs appeared, and more monks participated in the sermon than in Tianyan City.
After listening to the sermon, Chen Ping digested it in the rented house for a few days, then retreated from the house and left again.
Coupled with Wei Xun's experience, Chen Ping was equivalent to having received ten golden elixir lessons one after another.
This is enough for him.
Next, you should spend more energy on understanding these insights and discover your own way.
In the next few years, he traveled all over Xizhou alone.
Walk through the glorious business roads of Zhongdao, swim through the shallow sea of the East China Sea, and pass through the endless forests at the junction...
I have slept on soft beds in inns, and also laid down in hard stone caves; I have wandered under the dry and scorching sun; I have also meditated cross-legged in moist depressions...
Dinner and sleep in the open air, watch the rabbits rise and the falcons fall...
The beard on his face grew longer and shorter, and then became shorter and longer.
Of course, from time to time he
I will also stop in major Xiuxian cities, mainly to ask local auction houses if there is any auction of Five Elements Liquid.
Unfortunately, the Five Elements Liquid has not been seen flowing out for several years.
Eight years after he left the Lingxiao Sect, he stopped again in an immortal city in the north of the Demon Realm.
I decided to settle down for a while and brush up my body refining skills and other spells to the full level.
After all, you can’t take a medicated bath when you go out.
"Good morning, Grandpa Chen."
On this day, Chen Ping returned to his short-term rental house early in the morning and 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.
Have you gone through so many vicissitudes of life?
"Yuan'er, don't yell, that's...Uncle Chen." A female cultivator came out and scolded, glanced at the bearded Chen Ping, and smiled awkwardly:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I'm sorry, this kid Yuan'er is really causing trouble everywhere without being beaten for three days."
"It doesn't matter, I'm indeed not young anymore." Chen Ping smiled to himself.
Chen Ping has been in this small immortal cultivation city for more than three months. Most of the time, Chen Ping has been practicing in the house. He is actually not familiar with the mother and son next door, having only met them two or three times.
All I know is that this female cultivator is a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training.
Of course, Chen Ping himself was in the Qi Refining Stage, so it was impossible for even a Foundation Builder to see through his breath gathering technique, let alone a Qi Refining Stage monk.
This city of casual cultivators is very small. There is no golden elixir. It is said that there are only one or two foundations built. They are still in the early stage of foundation building.
Each foundation building is very conspicuous, so it is safer not to reveal your identity.
The female cultivator hesitated for a moment and said carefully:
"It's rare to see fellow Taoist Chen go out. How do fellow Taoists...earn spiritual stones?"
After speaking, he looked at Chen Ping cautiously.
Having lived next to each other for more than three months, not only did Chen Ping rarely go out, but his clothes were not shabby, and there was no sense of fatigue in his eyes from being exhausted by life.
Her intuition told her that this new neighborhood would not be too poor.
After finishing speaking at this moment, for fear that Chen Ping would be suspicious or something, he quickly explained:
"Don't get me wrong, Fellow Daoist Chen. I didn't mean to inquire about Fellow Daoist's situation. It's just...just..."
She looked around and said softly:
"I have a magic weapon here, which was left behind by the child's father before he returned to Taoism. However, the magic weapon is very expensive, so I don't dare to take it out easily, and I don't dare to sell it in the market. Those families...actually, I don’t dare to ask him to sell it on behalf of me. I wonder if Daoyou Chen is interested in buying it?”
She was actually a little wary of Chen Ping, so she never entered Chen Ping's house to visit for sale. Instead, she was negotiating in the yard at the moment.
Of course there are still risks.
It was only after getting in touch with him during this period that she felt that Chen Ping was not the kind of person with a fierce look, so she gritted her teeth and decided to give it a try.
Having said this, she took out the magic weapon from a storage bag:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, you can take a look at it. It's a third-level rare wood futon. If it wasn't...if it wasn't, I really can't open the door. I really don't dare to take it out and show it to others."
She hesitated and handed it to Chen Ping.
Chen Ping took the futon and felt it.
It is indeed a third-level magic weapon, and it is of middle grade.
This female cultivator, a seventh-level qi-training monk, actually holds a third-level mid-level magic weapon that is usually affordable and easy to use with golden elixirs.
Not simple.
"The child's father used to be a ninth-level monk." The female cultivator seemed to have noticed Chen Ping's doubts and added softly.
Chen Ping couldn't help but look at her again.
A closer look shows that she does have good looks, but her simple dress seems to be intentional, deliberately covering up her good looks.
Chen Ping observed the futon again.
When the spiritual power is activated, the surrounding thin spiritual energy immediately forms a bubble-shaped spiritual energy circle around the futon, wrapping Chen Ping in it.
Chen Ping was immediately happy.
It still has this price
value?
This is not just the function of gathering spirits, but evenly distributing the spiritual energy centered on the monk himself, which can improve the utilization rate of the spiritual energy to a certain extent.
This futon is really nice.
It's better than the futon Chen Ping is currently using.
It’s not just because of the third-level mid-grade, but it’s probably also related to the woven wooden vines.
In addition, the light fragrance emitted by the futon is also breathtaking, vaguely seeming to promote the self-circulation of spiritual energy.
That's great.
This is equivalent to just sitting on the futon, even if you are not exercising, you are still exercising.
Of course, this effect is very weak.
But it would be nice to have.
It still has some promotional value.
"What kind of vines is this made of?" Chen Ping asked, suppressing the ecstasy in his heart.
Unexpectedly, I had been looking for a better bed, but instead of finding a bed, I actually came across a nice futon.
"I don't know. The child's father didn't tell me before. I only found out about this third-level magic weapon after a long time of insinuations from other people's mouths." The female cultivator shook her head, seeing Chen Pingping's look of joy, she felt in her heart Somewhat nervous, he said in a weak voice:
"Fellow Daoist Chen... If we take it away, Yuan'er and I will probably have no way of survival."
This is an extreme lack of money.
Presumably, the ninth-level foundation-building monk didn't leave much property to the mother and son. Otherwise, with just one foundation-building property, the monks in the Qi-refining stage would not be in such a tight situation.
Or maybe there is something unspeakable.
Chen Ping couldn't help but think of his life in Lianyung City. The Immortal Cultivation City here was not much better than the Lianyung City before the war. It was just about the same.
"How many spiritual stones do you want to sell, fellow Taoist?" Chen Ping asked.
Seeing Chen Pingping's gentle expression, the female cultivator was delighted and said:
"To be honest with you fellow Taoist, I have also made inquiries in the past two years. This third-level magic weapon can be sold for at least hundreds of middle-grade spiritual stones."
"If my fellow Taoist is willing, how about giving me four hundred medium-grade spiritual stones?"
After a pause, he might be worried that Chen Ping, a mere Qi refining monk, might not treat the spirit stone like this.
So he quickly added:
"If you don't have so many Taoist friends, it doesn't matter if you have less."
Chen Ping glanced at her:
"If you go to a large Xiuxian City and find an auction house to auction this magic weapon on your behalf, among other things, there will definitely be no problem with seven or eight hundred medium-grade spiritual stones. Fellow Taoist, are you sure you want to sell it here?"
"Sell it," the female cultivator said firmly.
Chen Ping couldn't help but wonder if she was talking about the windfall, not from the child's father, but from other irregular means.
But it doesn't matter to Chen Ping. The total number of monks in this Immortal Cultivation City may not be able to withstand him.
Even if the origin is erroneous, the risk is not great.
"In that case, let me buy it." Chen Ping said calmly.
It's a win-win.
For Chen Ping, he found a good magical weapon at a low price.
This was a timely blessing for the nun, mother and son. More importantly, Chen Ping would not rob them.
"Thank you, Taoist Fellow Chen." The female cultivator was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked her and added:
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Chen, what I just said is true. I am absolutely not lying. It will never bring any unreasonable disaster to Fellow Daoist Chen."
Um?
This woman is amazing.
It's like being able to read minds.
Chen Ping put away the futon, took out 400 medium-grade spiritual stones and gave them to the female cultivator, and returned to the house with the female cultivator thanking her again.
I took out the futon and started using it immediately.
Continue to practice.
'Now that I'm out and about, my spiritual energy is lacking. With this futon, I can further make up for it. ,
'It's an unexpected surprise. ,
Four months flew by.
For more than half a year in this small city of cultivating immortals,
During this time, Chen Ping practiced the marrow refining technique to perfection.
Under the influence of his spiritual power, golden blood flowed all over his body.
Now that all the physical refining techniques are complete, the foundation building of the physical constitution can be truly completed.
Although countless energy, time, and money have been spent on this over the years, the benefits are permanent.
Will improve his potential after Jin Dan.
Not to mention anything else, his current spiritual power reserve is more than 450% of that of monks in the same realm. The bulk of the increase in spiritual power reserves comes from body training.
Just this income will benefit you for life.
Absolutely worth it.
also.
Under the influence of continuous practice and drinking of unknown wine, the ice body divine code has also been completed.
This spell is not intuitive.
Just clearing away the physical obstacles in order to form the elixir.
Not only that, his realm has also reached 'Foundation Building (ninth level): 100/100. ,
That is the legendary 'half-step golden elixir'.
At the half-step golden elixir level, the true energy in the Dantian has changed from liquid to gel.
Pure and white gel.
In terms of true energy, it is equivalent to the best preparation for forming pills. The difference is that the volume of his true energy is also about 450% of that of ordinary monks in the same realm.
It laid a good foundation for foundation building.
The rest is a big realization.
Unfortunately, after eight years, I still haven’t found that moment of enlightenment in my heart.
The great realization has never been completed.
We have to continue traveling in the clouds.
Early that morning, Chen Ping quietly closed the door of the house and took a look at the house next door where the widow and her son lived. This widowed nun did not lie when she sold the futons. Over the past few months, the futons have indeed not caused any unnecessary disasters.
On the contrary, the mother and son, perhaps grateful for Chen Ping's help, sent food to Chen Ping several times.
Chen Pingping left quietly, not even bothering to check out for some low-grade spiritual stones, and went straight out of this small casual cultivator 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 his wandering, he finally managed to get a small bottle of earth liquid in a large Xiuxian City.
169 high-grade spiritual stones were spent.
In the eleventh year of his wandering, he encountered a large-scale auction in a casual cultivating city, and Chen Ping took a photo of a rare ice jade bed.
100 high-grade spiritual stones were spent.
After that, Chen Ping went all the way north and entered the Northern Desert Wasteland.
Because the largest demonic cultivator sect in the Western Continent is located in the Northern Desert, the righteous cultivators rarely stay here.
It is truly a vast land with sparsely populated areas.
Time flies, and Chen Ping travels with the world.
(End of chapter)
