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Time flies by, and in a blink of an eye, it is another cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Since the Wang family was gone and Fang Shuotian, the remnant of the Great Gang, was also dead, the entire Yuncheng finally came to a standstill this year, and Shen Cong was able to practice steadily.
On this day, Shen Cong was meditating. The mist-like spiritual energy formed in the meridians in his body began to gather towards the Dantian, and then formed a white sea of mist in the Dantian.
Then, a faint wave spread out, instantly pushing everything around Shen away.
Shen Cong slowly opened his eyes.
"Finally, I broke through to the second level."
His face was calm, just like his mood was calm.
Shen Cong knew that he would definitely break through to the second level. With the improvement of his understanding, there was no skill in the world that could stop him. One heaven-level mental method and three heaven-level combat martial arts were all cultivated by him to a great level. In a perfect state, coupled with the increasingly powerful elixir, his own cultivation level changes almost every day.
Of course, this may be because I am too stubborn and have been staying in a small place like Yuncheng, so I don't feel much about it.
After all, in Cloud City, all fourth-level players can dominate, and third-level players can be called invincible. There is not much difference between second-level players and third-level players. No one can beat me anyway.
If you really want to make a difference, you have to go to a big city to feel it.
Now maybe I can get the first rank, or break through the legendary master, so that I can feel a little bit special and excited.
He tried it a little and found that the characteristic of the second grade was that the range of the spiritual energy released was farther.
Before the third level, the spiritual energy was attached to the weapons and could not attack from a distance. The third level could be attached to leaves and copper coin darts. However, the second level could actually directly shoot out the strong energy and had a certain lethality.
The lethality of this attack is no longer weaker than the power used by the third-level copper coin dart. If he uses the copper coin dart now, the power will be several times that of the third-level copper coin dart!
Shen Cong took out a copper coin dart and poured spiritual energy into it to strengthen it. Not long after he cast it, he heard a 'bang' sound and the copper coin dart in his hand exploded.
"It seems that the previous copper coin dart can no longer withstand my spiritual energy infusion. It is necessary to build a more powerful copper coin dart."
Thinking of this, Shen Cong simply packed up and left home directly, heading to the blacksmith shop.
During this year, Shen Cong's life was very monotonous. Apart from going to the blacksmith shop to check in regularly, he was refining elixirs and practicing. Occasionally, he would dress up, go out to sell elixirs, buy some medicinal materials, talk to the ancestors of the Qian family, and so on.
If you are really bored, go to Qingyunfang to see the big waves and pass the boring time of practicing martial arts.
"Sister Qian, here are two steamed buns, big meat buns."
Shen Cong passed by the Baozi shop, shook off half a tael of white silver, and skillfully threw it into the bamboo tube where Baozi Xishi collected money. He just threw it in without relying on aura at all.
Nothing but familiarity.
It has been almost two years since he lost it. With his growing understanding, he can still throw it into a hole no matter how small it is.
Baozi Xishi skillfully used oil paper to wrap several large steaming buns for him, and specially added two more.
"Eat more, and you will have strength to fight."
"Thank you, Sister Qian."
"Why are you so polite to me?"
Baozi Xishi's charming eyes made people think a lot. If she hadn't looked at the newlywed husband next to her, with murderous fire in her eyes, Shen Cong would have been more polite.
"I used to hate Cao thieves the most. Sure enough...people will change."
Shen Cong sighed deeply and lamented the changeable nature of human nature.
Maybe it was because I was still relatively young before, but now the older I get, the more I realize that the most attractive women are not little girls, but the kind of young and beautiful women who know what to do next if you pat their butts.
This is really a year older, and my hobbies are completely changed.
After eating the big meat buns, Shen Cong came to the blacksmith shop and had some more breakfast. After all, martial arts practitioners consume a lot of money.
However, today, Shen Cong suddenly found that his food intake had decreased a lot. After eating a little bit, he felt vaguely full.
"This is..."
Could it be that after breaking through to the second level and giving birth to the Qi Sea, the warriors did not consume so much ordinary meat?
Shen Cong felt it carefully, and then he discovered that a force of qi and blood was slowly released from the sea of qi, which was used to temper and nourish his physical body.
"Practice Qi into essence, further purify the spiritual energy, and then extract the essence, which can be used to strengthen the physical body. The Qi and blood will naturally be replenished, so my thirst for food will be reduced."
This was a surprising discovery.
Shen Cong was still thinking about a question before, that is, the stronger his cultivation level is, the higher his appetite will be. What will he do in the future?
When the time comes to fight with others, fight for one minute and eat for one minute?
Now that we know that we can refine Qi into essence, we don’t have to worry about this problem.
Moreover, I am only at the second level, and I have already reduced my food intake so much. Maybe I will make further breakthroughs in the future, and I may not even need to eat anymore.
Turn on the passive - zero need for food, strengthen the active skill - run away with a bucket.
At that time, even if you offend some super strong person, find a deep mountain and old forest, and tolerate him for dozens or hundreds of years, hey, there is no need to worry.
After not finishing breakfast, Shen Cong shared the food and wine with the other blacksmiths. Naturally, the blacksmiths made a lot of rainbow farts and shouted that when the wages were paid, Shen Cong must be invited to Qingyunfang, with a big throw in each hand.
Shen Cong only took this as a joke.
A dignified master can be romantic, but cannot be vulgar. He must have the character of a master.
If others have touched it, he will at most look at it and never touch it.
Of course, he doesn't want to find a woman. After all, he wants to pursue the highest level of martial arts. He can't stay with a certain woman all the time, and the other woman can't keep up with the speed of his cultivation. He can't just throw her away just for fun.
Moreover, it is difficult for him to accept that he is no longer around and that women will be targeted by other men in the future.
Those heroines in novels who are targeted by villains can always stay safe and wait until the hero comes to rescue them. This is pure fart. Which villain is a eunuch?
Not to mention being detained for a day, but being detained for an hour, even if there are only a few hand and paw prints on the clothes, it is considered evil!
After breakfast, Shen Cong quickly completed today's custom-made tasks, then asked the manager to keep accounts and bought some better smelting materials from the warehouse.
Finally, through his superb forging skills, he created several stronger copper coin darts.
Shen has never made too many, because now there are very few people who can use copper coins to dart. Few second-level masters can use leaves or directly compress spiritual energy.
And when I break through to the first level in the future, I'm afraid I won't even be able to use copper coin darts. The power of compressed spiritual energy alone is not something ordinary people can withstand.
