The next morning, Chen Li yawned and pushed open the door.

I happened to see Zhou Hong's man ready to go out.

This person's surname is Gao Ming Bo, with a tall and burly figure. His slightly narrowed eyes occasionally flashed with fierce aura. It is said that the other party is in the late stage of Qi training and usually lives in simplicity. He goes out early and returns late every day. Chen Li has rarely seen him.

"Fellow Daoist Gao, are you going out?" Chen Li bowed his hands calmly, feeling guilty and short of breath.

"Yes!" Gao Bo was taciturn, looked at Chen Li, nodded, and hurriedly left.

Chen Li didn't care about the other party's cold attitude, so he turned around and went back to the room, and couldn't help but curse himself:

‘It’s true, why are you so guilty?’

'baffling!'

...

More than ten days later.

Early in the morning, Chen Li, who had been working on psychological construction for several days, gritted his teeth and walked towards the wilderness with full arms.

These days, his sword skills have long been mastered.

The realm of mastery of swordsmanship really gave him a lot of surprises.

This state requires controlling every muscle in the body, integrating the strength of the whole body, and condensing it into a bunch. Compared with the proficiency stage, its power is more than doubled. Even if an ordinary person swings a sword at will, it is amazing.

It’s just that it’s too difficult to control the body’s muscles in detail.

Even with the previous foundation and a gradual breakthrough, Chen Li still spent a full week of hard training before he was completely digested and absorbed and formed muscle memory.

In addition, during this period, he broke through to the master's level's "spiritual power blink".

Chen Li, who was "the great achievement of magical skills", was finally ready to move and couldn't help but want to go to the wild to try the sword.

...

Walking on the road, he couldn't help but touch his chest and placed two high-level talismans close to his body.

A light talisman: 2 low-grade spirit stones.

A self-defense talisman: 4 low-grade spirit stones.

The former is used to run away, while the latter is used to defend itself.

For these two talismans, he spent most of his savings.

Apart from the spare stone on hand and the remaining part of the gold, there is really nothing left.

"Oh, I'm still poor." Chen Li sighed.

There are too many good things in the market, so he can only see them. As a casual cultivator who practices three levels of Qi and draws talismans for a living, he has enough food and clothing, but it is impossible to live a better life.

"Fortunately, if these two talismans are not used, you can sell them back to the market, but it's not really spent." He kept thinking in his mind.

"I can draw an evil-proof talisman every day, and the average success rate is about 4.50%. If I deduct the material fee for purchasing the 'Tactic Skin' and 'Blood Ink', I guess I can earn 9 low-grade spirit stones.

As for monthly expenses:

Rent, 1 pc.

The consumption of 3 pieces of ling rice per month.

Plus the other little expenses, one.

There are 4 left per month.”

Chen Li thought about it and thought the income was pretty good.

If you live alone, you will even be more prosperous than the earth.

"If you can make your own 'talisman skin' and make your own 'blood ink', then the balance will probably double."

"No wonder the original owner lived so well and could go there often..."

Thinking of this, Chen Li secretly hated that he had not inherited the original owner's related memories, but instead made him feel flirted.

As soon as I walked out of the shanty town, the surroundings quickly became desolate. The undulating dark green mountains in the distance were like sleeping dragons, lying quietly.

He quickly stopped his messy thoughts and became alert.

A small path formed by trampling winds to the distant distance. The path is covered with weeds, and small trees are sparse and lonely. The entire wilderness is full of traces of burning fire.

White bones can be seen everywhere here, and a human skull can even be seen not far away.

Chen Li couldn't help but feel a little angry.

But thinking about it, I can't stay in a safe area all my life, so I muster up the courage to walk forward.

...

The surrounding grass began to become dense, almost waist-high, and the nearby trees gradually increased. Occasionally, a sharp and strange cry resounded throughout the wilderness, making people creepy.

An unknown little insect seemed to be alarmed by the sound of footsteps, and his foot spreaded its wings and flew up quickly.

However, it has not yet risen a foot high.

The next moment.

An invisible force hit it to pieces, and the remaining force was endless, and a small tree three meters away pierced through it.

The master-level ‘spiritual power blink’.

"Huhh!"

Chen Li stared at the grass tensely for a while before he breathed a sigh of relief. The wandering cultivators in groups of three or three from afar, chatting and laughing in a group, and a faint sound floated.

“Too nervous, relax, relax.”

Chen Li held the hilt of the wet sword, took a few deep breaths, and continued to move forward with a serious expression.

"Squeeze"

A mouse-like creature as big as a kitten, suddenly exploded its head.

"Squeeze"

A sneaky lizard was beaten into pieces.

"Squeeze"

A big bird with bad intentions flew by low altitude and was blown into blood foam in the air

"Squeeze"

A wild beast with unknown intentions died in a desperate situation.

"Squeeze"

...

The master-level "spiritual power blink" has a killing range of up to fifty meters.

Within twenty meters, it can penetrate the golden cracked stone.

He secretly tried it.

Within twenty meters, an ordinary tree of thirty centimeters was directly penetrated.

In addition, over the past month, he has practiced day after day, especially after mastering swordsmanship, and his control over muscle essence, within at least twenty meters, he completely hits wherever he hits, almost every shot.

Chen Li was suspicious all the way, his nerves were very tense. I don’t know how many unjust souls died in his "spiritual power blinking" and died with his eyes open.

He stopped cautiously until he felt that one-third of his spiritual power had been consumed.

Then draw out the sword, continue walking, and continue killing.

After walking for more than an hour, Chen Li did not encounter a decent beast, let alone any danger.

The most common ones are insects and various insects.

"The wandering cultivators often pass by here, obviously they are already familiar with each other. I guess there are no beasts who dare to get close to here."

He looked at the distance, and soon after, it was the primeval forest area. He hesitated in his heart. Thinking of possible monsters and casual cultivators who were difficult to distinguish between good and evil, he decided to return the same way.

The intensity of this trial is enough.

I not only have initially seen the situation in the wild, but also trained my courage, and also experienced "actual combat".

Three wins at one stroke.

This is a trial of success.

As for going to the forest, there are too many uncontrollable factors.

After all, he is just a humble and weak little casual cultivator at the third level of Qi training, so it is better not to be slack.

He is still young and has a great life span, not to mention that he is now in the hope of immortality and has endless potential.

Let’s wait until you become stronger.

...

On the way back, he could no longer help but run all the way. He ran faster and faster and began to mobilize the muscles of his body. Gradually, he took four or five meters away and breathed a hundred meters away.

A casual cultivator in the distance looked at him in surprise:
Chapter completed!