Cultivation Begins With Simplifying The Cultivation Technique

Chapter 243 The Butcher

Lu Zhichun and Hua Daohong held the spiritual weapon, inspired by the spirituality of the spiritual weapon, forcibly resisted Mi Cun's suppression, and ran frantically towards the outside of the village.

After only running for a quarter of an hour, the speed of Lu Zhichun and the two of them involuntarily slowed down slightly, and finally stopped directly.

With the speed of a Practitioner in the Aperture Realm, they can circle around a few times in a quarter of an hour, let alone a village, even a city like Xianyun City.

But at this moment, no matter how they ran, they were surrounded by huts, and the outside of Mi Village could not be seen. It seems that the entire rice village is infinite and has no boundaries at all.

"We are locked by the paradox, we can't get out if we run like this!"

Hua Daohong looked anxious, and at the same time felt a little regretful. When I was chasing Chen Fei before, seeing the weirdness here, I thought that there would be no accidents in the two training realms.

In the end, they didn't expect this place to be so evil. With the strength of their minds in the training environment, they would be forcibly suppressed, and they could only remember things that Guiyu wanted to remember.

Now that the original source is lost, the natal spiritual weapon is even more spiritually dissipated. If time drags on for a while and there is no way out, I am afraid that the mind will be forcibly suppressed again.

Whether he can wake up at that time is a huge question.

In the dignified state of practice, it is possible to die here for no reason, and the death method is stripped and sucked up, how can Hua Daohong bear it.

"Find out the nodes of the paradoxical domain and forcefully break through, so we can hope to get out!"

Lu Zhichun glanced at the spiritual weapon in his hand, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes. But immediately, this reluctance was replaced by toughness. At the next moment, a dazzling light burst out from Lu Zhichun's hand, and cracks appeared on the surface of the spiritual weapon.

At the cost of self-destruction of the spirit weapon, the power of the spirit weapon was released to the maximum limit. Unless it is a last resort, no practice environment will do this.

Any natal spiritual weapon must be warmed up through untold hardships in ordinary practice, so that it can continuously fit with itself.

Aside from these hardships, Rogue Cultivators are also extremely difficult to gather the resources to forge spirit weapons. Now that the natal spiritual weapon is self-destructed, I don't know how many years it will take to recreate such a spiritual weapon.

But Lu Zhichun had no choice, the longer the time dragged on, the less hope of leaving here.

Rogue Cultivators lack Cultivation Technique and resources, but they don't lack this desperate attitude.

On the open space in the center of Mi Village, the village chief was thinking about whether to send Chen Fei out of Mi Village, when he suddenly raised his head, looked into the distance, and noticed the movements of Lu Zhichun and the two of them.

The village chief looked a little surprised, but immediately there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

It's decisive enough, but if Mi Cun can go out so easily, there won't be so many fish in the pond.

The village chief turned his gaze away and looked at Chen Fei who was at the side. At this moment, Chen Fei closed his eyes and was still comprehending the Wind Gathering Technique continuously, so he never stopped absorbing the old woman's energy.

This feeling of continuously becoming stronger just by blowing air is so refreshing that Chen Fei has no intention of stopping at all.

The village chief turned his head and glanced at the old woman who ran away. The contract had already been established, and running away was useless. Now I can only place my hope on Chen Fei's understanding, when to stop, the old woman still has a chance to live.

Generally speaking, no matter how strong the savvy is, no matter how talented one is, the comprehension of a new Cultivation Technique will have stages, and it is impossible to comprehend it all the way.

However, this law seems to be invalid in Chen Fei's place, which is incomprehensible.

"Which of you will go up and teach him the new Cultivation Technique?"

The village head turned to look at the other villagers. Although the contract between Chen Fei and the old woman was still there and could not be forcibly terminated, it did not affect the entry of a new contract.

At that time, Chen Fei's attention can naturally be distracted, and the old woman's life can be saved.

Several villagers looked at each other, never thought that teaching the Cultivation Technique to the Practitioner would produce such an anomaly. Mi Village has been born for so many years, and there have been so many Aperture Training Realms, there has never been such a situation.

They have always absorbed the energy of Practitioners and used it for themselves. As a result, now, a Practitioner is there to absorb their energy openly, but they have nothing to do.

Whose rice village is here?

"I come!"

The butcher came out, with a trace of blood on his body, and said with a tyrannical expression: "I want to see how he can learn this skill of killing spirits!"

In the past, when teaching Practitioner Cultivation Technique, some of the essence will be explained more or less in order to attract Practitioners to ask questions and go fishing for a long time.

Now the butcher was going to talk in a straightforward manner, but he looked at the Practitioner in front of him, how could he learn his spirit-slaying technique in a short time!

"what!"

Just as the butcher took two steps, the old woman screamed in surprise. At some point, the old woman was sucked and lost her legs. At this moment, she hit the ground directly and rolled several times before stopping. .

The butcher's tyrannical expression froze suddenly. Has he been sucked into this? This is too fast.

"Help me, village chief, save me!"

The old woman screamed loudly, in the past, it was the Practitioner who was sucked by her, but now she has become herself, the old woman cannot accept such a thing to happen.

If I had known that Mi Village would come to such a Practitioner, the old woman gave her ten courages, but she didn't dare to be the first to stand up. I was too anxious, if I was the second to stand up, such a thing would not have happened.

The village chief didn't speak, because he couldn't be rescued. This is the rule of Mi Village. He is the head of the village, but he is not in charge of Mi Village.

It is Mi Village who is powerful, not him, the village head.

The village chief looked at the butcher with obvious meaning in his eyes, and asked the butcher to go up and interrupt Chen Fei and teach him the spirit-slaying technique, so that there was still a little hope of saving the old woman.

The butcher glanced at the village head, and then at the miserable state of the old woman. His arms were about to disappear. If nothing else happened, the old woman would be sucked up in a few quarters of an hour.

The butcher looked at Chen Fei, this Practitioner has been comprehending the Wind Gathering Technique non-stop!

Slashing spirits is much more difficult than Gathering Wind, but Butcher suddenly lost the confidence he had just now. What if Chen Fei also learned the spirit slaying technique, then he will end up owning it later, will he be the same as the old woman?

Thinking of the scene where he was sucked up, the butcher's tyrannical expression suddenly shuddered.

Can't afford it, this Practitioner, he can't afford it!

The butcher silently took a few steps towards Retreat, and returned to the position where he was standing just now, as if the bold words he just uttered were not his. The few villagers standing next to him looked at the butcher with contempt.

But none of them spoke, because they didn't dare to stand out.

Obviously, Practitioners appeared in Mi Village in the past, and they all rushed to teach Cultivation Technique. They even had a fight last night over the order of teaching the Cultivation Technique today.

All the villagers, including the village head, fell silent at this moment, only the old woman in the distance kept shouting. But the shouting sound gradually weakened with the passage of time, and finally disappeared.

The village chief looked at Chen Fei and made up his mind to send Chen Fei out first. This is a different kind, and Mi Village naturally has other means, but the village chief is not sure whether he can restrain Chen Fei.

Although he was not reconciled, he didn't get anything from Chen Fei, but directly paid two villagers to go in. But if it continues to consume, there may be more losses, and it is even a question of whether Chen Fei can be sent away in the end.

After absorbing the energy of the old woman, Chen Fei has developed a certain resistance to Mi Cun's suppression.

That is to say, a few more times, Chen Fei will become a villager-like existence, no longer suppressed by spiritual wisdom, able to find all memories, and there are not as many restrictions as villagers.

When the time comes, will Chen Fei teach the Cultivation Technique one by one?

Chen Fei was blowing air to comprehend Gathering Wind, when suddenly the energy that made him stronger disappeared, Chen Fei opened his eyes involuntarily, and looked around strangely.

I don't know if it's Chen Fei's own illusion, Chen Fei found that own's mind is much more agile, before it seemed to be pressed by something, and his whole brain was as slow as a stone.

"Guest, didn't you say that there is still something going on outside? It's still early. If you want to go out, we won't keep you."

The village chief appeared beside Chen Fei, with a smile on his face.

"I don't seem to be so anxious about things outside."

The agility in the body is something Chen Fei has never felt before. Although he couldn't remember many things, Chen Fei found that this place seemed to be very good.

It's just staying for a day, and the harvest seems to be much greater than outside. In Chen Fei's subconscious mind, it has never grown so fast.

The village chief's expression froze suddenly, this is here, he is addicted to it.

"There are other things in the village, and we really can't entertain guests." The village chief said in a low voice.

"Don't worry about me, I can take care of things like food and shelter by myself."

Chen Fei is understanding, since he found the benefits here, no matter what, Chen Fei has to stay here for a while.

"This, I can't help it!"

The village chief looked at Chen Fei's expression, and his face suddenly turned cold. With a wave of his hand, Chen Fei was pushed by a huge force, and he fell backwards involuntarily. His eyes were filled with smoke and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The village chief watched Chen Fei disappear, and the right hand he swung just now had disappeared.

Mi Cun, you come and go, there is a set of rules in it. Chen Fei didn't want to leave, so the village chief sent him away forcefully, so naturally he had to pay a price.

Fortunately, it is within the little power of the village head to drive people away. If it were other villagers, they would not be able to do this even if they sacrificed themselves.

After driving Chen Fei away, the village head looked at Lu Zhichun and the two of them again. want to go? How can it be so easy!

In the barren mountain, Chen Fei was in the air, looking around in a daze, but immediately, all the lost memories returned to Chen Fei's mind.

Chen Fei landed on the ground with a dexterous backflip, and looked around, which was the part of the road before he stepped into the rice village.

"So, this is not fun, is it a shame?"

Chen Fei looked at Mi Village in front of him, and thought of the last action of the village chief just now, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

(end of this chapter)