"Jiexiu" sounds like a very lofty term.
In fact, what was done was a filthy thing.
It is nothing more than a name for monks who block roads, rob, kill and seize treasures.
Luo Chen didn't like Jie Xiu at all. Although he had done one or two jobs, it was all for self-protection.
He prefers to be a "house repairman" who stays at home and develops steadily.
The changes in Dahefang didn't seem to have any impact on Zhai Xiu Luochen.
He still stays at home every day, refining elixirs and practicing qi, practicing Dharma and techniques.
However, the return of Qin Liangchen and his wife, two neighbors, had a huge impact on his life.
It's a good influence.
Perhaps because he wanted to participate in a death duel, Qin Liangchen often went to the Poshan Gang headquarters during this period to practice magic weapons and enhance his strength.
When I come back every day, I am mostly exhausted.
And when he saw Luo Chen practicing traction skills and wind control skills in the yard, he would always give some pointers without hesitation.
All along, Luo Chen's practice of spells was purely a matter of sharpening his proficiency.
It belongs to that state of knowing what is happening but not knowing why it is happening.
The magic secret book bought from Wang Yuan did not have any comments from experts. It was simply copied. Even the fonts were crooked, making people wonder whether the person who copied it had studied properly.
This state will only change after the proficiency reaches a higher level.
However, under the guidance of Qin Liangchen, a ninth-level Qi refining monk, he was often able to gain some understanding, and when he cast the spell again, it was as if he had opened up a key and improved to a higher level.
It was also under this situation that Luo Chen's proficiency in spells increased very quickly.
In just a few days, the Wind Control Technique, which I had just started to learn, was promoted to the proficient level.
Qin Liangchen praised him for his talent and intelligence, but Luo Chen felt that there was a huge difference between having a teacher to guide him and practicing alone.
It turns out that proficiency can't be increased only by hard work.
The guidance of an expert will help him gain more.
Now more than half a month has passed, and he already possesses the Grandmaster-level Xiaoyaoyou Shenfa and is proficient in the Super-level Wind Control Technique.
The two complement each other and are even more powerful.
Luo Chen's short-distance straight-line flight speed was not inferior to that of late-stage Qi Refining monks.
If he were to control a flying magic weapon like a lotus leaf flying disc, he wouldn't even be able to catch up with his exhaust gas.
And the tossing and turning in mid-air is even more impressive!
Qin Liangchen took the time to spar with him.
If only the magic weapon is used, if the thunder blow cannot be effective, subsequent pursuits will not be able to hit Luo Chen at all.
It’s really too “greasy”!
Just like the fish in the water, the cunning rabbit on the land, and the eagle in the sky, they are completely uncontrollable.
After the sparring, Qin Liangchen even said with a smile: "If it weren't for your low level and lack of powerful attack methods, I would have asked Old Man Mi to invite you to join the battle."
A powerful means of attack?
Luo Chen has it!
Soul-breaking nails, jasper sword, plus the flying fire and flowing firefly killing move derived from the master-level fireball technique.
Luo Chen was confident that with this combination of punches, those at the fifth and sixth levels of Qi refining would definitely not be his match.
If there were no late-stage Qi Refining monks who were good at defending magic weapons, he would still dare to fight.
Of course, he would not say this to Qin Liangchen shamelessly.
What a joke, the Eighteen Death Fights were all participated by monks at the ninth level of Qi Refining.
Who hasn’t had some adventure yet? No way to press the bottom of the box?
I'm afraid that by then, the magic weapons flying on the field will all start at the top level.
If you go up there yourself, isn't that looking for a fight?
Isn’t it good to just make elixirs to earn spiritual stones, and then buy elixirs for practice?
Our home repair company’s main focus is to stay aloof from the world and enjoy the quiet time!
Early in the morning!
Luo Chen put a lot of jade bottles into his storage bag and was ready to go out.
Today is the day of the big gathering at the beginning of the month. Even if there are still some raw materials that have not been consumed, we cannot miss this opportunity to do business.
When I came to the door, I happened to see my neighbor Murong Qinglian lighting the stove in the yard.
What's burning is green steel wood!
This thing contains grease, and ordinary earthen stoves really can't support it.
Luo Chen also burned green steel wood, special firewood for alchemy, in a fire pit equipped with insulating bricks.
Seeing this scene, he was surprised, "Sister-in-law, what are you going to make delicious?"
Murong Qinglian patted the ashes on his hands, lifted up his hair and said with a smile: "Isn't your brother Qin going to join the war soon? I bought two kilograms of blood evil tiger bones that can increase qi and blood, and I'm going to stew him in a pot. Make up for it."
Bloody Tiger, a second-level monster!
The bones of this thing can indeed greatly increase the monk's energy and blood.
Especially for body refiners, it can be called a miracle medicine!
When she said this, Luo Chen understood why he didn't cook the soup in the kitchen.
Second-level spiritual materials cannot be refined in a short time by ordinary fire in earth stoves.
Seeing Murong Qinglian's gentle and gentle smile, Luo Chen asked hesitantly: "Sister-in-law, didn't you advise Brother Qin not to participate in that death battle?"
"I can't persuade you."
"Well"
"Gang Leader Mi is not only kind to him, but has always been very kind to him. Now Gang Leader Mi is in trouble, and he happens to be able to help, so he can't turn a blind eye."
"Then you're not worried?"
Murong Qinglian showed a sad and bitter expression that she had never shown in the past few days.
"Worried? How could he not be worried? But he has such a personality, and even nine cows can't pull back what he has decided."
"All I can do is support him silently and firmly believe that he will win."
Hearing these words, Luo Chen was silent.
Until he left the yard, walked through the complicated and deep alleys, and came to the crowded streets, he still couldn't come to his senses.
In the world of immortality where intrigues and deceit are common, is there such a heart-stopping love?
Will I, Luo Chen, meet such a supportive woman in this life?
There is no answer.
Luo Chen didn't want to go into details.
When he came back to his senses, he was still a little confused looking at the people coming and going on the street.
"Did I get up late?"
"No!"
"Why is it that it's not even bright yet and there are only so many people here?"
When he arrived at the casual cultivator market in the south of the city, an old man and a young man were busy at the bluestone stall.
Seeing the girl, Luo Chen couldn't help but speak.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, is this your granddaughter?"
Chen Laodao was not alone, Luo Chen had always known this.
He was married in secular life in his early years. After his wife died, he took his son to Dahefang City to make a living.
Later, the son found a wife and gave birth to a daughter.
But while hunting monsters in the mountains, they both died tragically.
Since then, Chen Laodao has taken his granddaughter to survive.
Over the years, Chen Laodao has been very stingy and has taken half of the spiritual stones very seriously.
The reason is to save a lot of money so that he can send his granddaughter to the sect.
Because of his granddaughter, he has scruples about everything he does. The last time there was a war between gangs in the outer city, he gritted his teeth and moved to the inner city because he was afraid that something unexpected would happen to his granddaughter in the outer city.
Hearing Luo Chen's question, before Chen Laodao could say anything, the girl with bright eyes and white teeth smiled.
"It's brother Luo Chen, right?"
"I'm Shuyi. Grandpa often talks about you, saying that you owe him fifty spiritual stones and never pay him back."
Luo Chen was very happy when he heard the sweet "Brother Luo Chen" from before.
But the last sentence made him a little embarrassed.
"If you earn spiritual stones, you will definitely pay them back, you will definitely pay them back!"
Next to him, Old Taoist Chen was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "Only a ghost can believe you!"
Luo Chen chuckled and did not refute.
He can really take out the fifty spiritual stones he owes Chen Laodao at any time.
I haven't paid it back before, but I still keep my previous habit of expanding production, trying to buy enough raw materials every time so that I can use it to increase my proficiency.
Today he met someone's granddaughter who mentioned this matter, and he couldn't bear it even with his shamelessness.
He planned to repay the spiritual stone loan after he finished processing the elixirs in his hands.
Looking at the fully occupied bluestone stall, Luo Chen was a little embarrassed. Where should he put his elixirs?
