Chen Li glanced at the game panel:

“Master of Invisibility: 3200/3200”

"The invisibility technique has finally reached its full level!" Chen Li looked happy.

The dim flames of the oil lamp on the table were jumping happily. Chen Li was standing by the table, but there was no shadow on the ground. He walked back and forth in the bronze mirror and observed carefully:

"It is worthy of being a full-level invisibility technique. There is no abnormality just by the naked eye, and there is no flaw!" Chen Li said in his heart:

"I just don't know if it can be detected by the foundation-building spiritual consciousness?"

"Or...try it!"

Chen Li was eager to try it, but in the end he couldn't help but use the breath-catching technique that had also reached the maximum level and walked out quietly.

It was already evening, and the cold wind was rustling, with a hint of coldness in late autumn.

Chen Li walked towards Guo Xingquan's wooden house in the bright moonlight, and the reason why he chose to use him as the test subject. First, he had a low cultivation level and was the same foundation-building layer as himself, and was the safest test subject.

Secondly, they are relatively familiar with each other, and even if they are discovered, there is room for maneuver.

The night was quiet, and he settled silently. He walked all the way to Guo Xingquan's door and found that the other party had closed the door...

"Forget it, let's talk about it next time."

Chen Li came with excitement and returned with excitement.

In the end, he only rushed to the door a few times without knowing the door in the Qi-training monks and mortals who had not closed the door, and then he felt a little happy. Until the magic was about to become unstable, he hurried back with guilt.

Chen Li suppressed his vaguely accelerated heartbeat, looked up at the astrological signs above his head, and estimated the time:

"Does it last for about an hour? It's enough to do anything... Whether it's used for assassination or evasion, stealth and breath-catching techniques are simply magical skills."

Chen Li walked into the house.

Days when you are out.

What else can I do?

After practicing sword skills, he knocked on the Qi Gathering Pill, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to meditate and practice Qi.

...

For foundation building, under normal circumstances, it is not too dangerous to open up land.

Not to mention the second-level monsters that are comparable to foundation building, even the first-level monsters are not everywhere. As long as they are not spiritual lands, walking in the deep mountains and forests, it is a matter of luck to encounter monsters.

Many times, within a radius of more than ten miles, there is only one first-level monster.

As for the third-level monster.

That is even more rare. Monsters of this level generally occupy high-level spiritual lands, and have a strong sense of territory and rarely cross the boundary. Most monks have lived in their lifetime and have never seen a third-level monster.

The situation in Luhefang is special, attracting many monsters to gather.

However, as the range of burning wasteland continued to expand, the surrounding monsters died and fled. After the second month, they rarely saw the monsters, let alone the second-level monsters.

Time passes day by day, and life is dull and boring.

This year's winter is earlier than before.

With the unexpected arrival of the first heavy snow, the wilderness operation was completely stopped.

However, the construction of the market did not stop. With the continuous work of thousands of coolies for days, in less than three months, the originally abandoned market had begun to take shape.

The road was paved with bluestone slabs, and high-rise halls gradually erected on both sides of the road.

Perhaps, soon, this place will become more prosperous than before, with monks coming and going.

However, these have nothing to do with mortals.

...

The rising sun is like fire, reflecting the red snow on the ground.

A huge flying boat quietly flew away from the Green River Square. When they came, there were thousands of people. When they came, there were only a few hundred disciples of the Huanzhen Sect and the foundation-building monks. All the casual cultivators and mortals stayed in the Green River Square.

Many outer disciples stared at the neatly arranged more than a dozen coffins, and the atmosphere was dull.

Gu/span>"This fellow Taoist Cao has dealt with before..." Guo Xingquan sighed and said, "I didn't expect it was his turn this time."

Chen Li was silent on the side.

In the past few years, too many foundation-building deaths have been built.

Four people died in the first time they opened up the land, and another one died in the middle two years. This time, there were six people in total.

And he is the only one who builds the foundation of the new champion in recent years.

"Oh, now the sect has been relocated and new lands are frequently opened. It is inevitable that death and injury will be inevitable. It will be fine if it stabilizes in a few years." An elderly foundation-building sighed and said.

...

The flying boat flew slowly all the way, and when it reached Luanluo City, it was already evening.

The city gate was full of people.

Countless people are looking forward to it.

"Shu Niang, is this one?" Zhou Hong twisted his fingers hard, looked up at the huge flying boat, looking worried.

"I heard from others that it's this one!" Zhang Shuniang comforted: "Sister, don't worry, husband is so powerful, he will definitely come back safely."

He stopped quickly and slowly, and the hatch door opened.

Monks came out one after another and flew down.

The two stared at each other.

"Yes, husband!" Zhang Shuniang said happily.

Zhou Hong also saw it, cried with joy, and waved her hands excitedly.

As soon as Chen Li fell down, Zhou Hong rushed over: "God bless you, finally come back safely!"

He took her into his arms, wiped off her tears from her face, and said softly: "What can you worry about? What can happen? Shuniang, don't cry."

Just as Chen Li was talking to his wife and concubines.

"Old ancestor!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

There were already crying not far away.

Zhou Yuanpeng found the family of Cao's foundation-building family, took out the coffin containing the corpse, and after informing the reason, several descendants, wives and concubines who came to greet him were suddenly heartbroken and cried loudly. The ancestor immortal in the family went, and to a family, it was like the sky falling.

"Fellow Daoist Cao's relics will be returned tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. There is no need to worry about the shops of your existing family. You will not be charged any more rent within fifty years. If you have descendants and want to join the True Sect, you can put up a list at that time. What do you think?" Zhou Yuanpeng finished speaking and sighed:

"This man has passed away, please mourn me!"

Chen Li looked at it for a while and withdrew his gaze: "Let's go, stop standing here, let's talk about it later when we go back."

...

night.

Bedroom Xuanyi,

afterwards!

The redness on Zhou Hong's face had not yet faded, her charming eyes were blurred, and she came to her senses. She couldn't help but punch Chen Li, and said angrily: "Hate, don't think we both serve you in the future, you will know how to persecute people."

Zhang Shuniang, who was standing beside her, was so embarrassed that she retracted into the quilt like an ostrich.

"I haven't seen each other for many days, so I can't help but be excited." Chen Li smiled and said, "Look, Shu Niang didn't say anything?"

"Husband, please stop talking, it's so embarrassing!" Zhang Shuniang buried in the quilt and said in a muffled voice.

The three of them played for a while.

"This time the foundation-building cultivator died again. I think it's too dangerous to be a guest of Zhenzong." Zhou Hong hugged Chen Li's arm and said worriedly.
Chapter completed!