I Live Forever With My Proficiency

Chapter 232 You know that if it were me, the one imprisoned would be the male demon cultivator

"call!"

Chen Ping leaned in the tub and breathed out a sigh of relief.

Close your eyes and experience the power of the medicine flowing into every part of your skin, sending a tingling and tingling feeling all over your body.

At this moment, every cell in the skin is like a greedy living creature, frantically absorbing the skin-refining power accumulated in this potion.

Chen Ping sat cross-legged in the bathtub. Starting from Dadun point, he used a familiar technique to draw spiritual energy and 'switch on' 108 of the acupoints.

An invisible 'net' was formed immediately.

Chen Ping has done this process countless times, and he is so proficient that he cannot be more proficient.

The current net is extremely perfect. The spiritual power lines are of moderate thickness and spacing, the spiritual power flows in an orderly manner, and the grid is stable. It is not comparable to the 'net' when Body Refining was young a few years ago. of.

Chen Ping started to operate the ‘skin refining technique’.

Under the operation of the skin refining technique, spiritual power and medicinal power are gathered on the skin under the action of the 'net', constantly tempering the skin without any trace of it escaping.

After two hours, skin refining +1.

Chen Ping opened his eyes and looked at the panel:

[Skin Alchemy (Grandmaster): 1/1000. ]

Under the 'Grandmaster' level, skin refining is almost complete. In this case, let alone scratching with a knife, even the ordinary spells of Qi Refining monks cannot cause any damage to this layer of skin without any defense. What harm.

This is not the most important thing.

Because of the opening of the channel, he has now become more agile and quick in the operation of spiritual power. The most intuitive experience is that it is faster to hit the Tiangang Thunder. If it took 0.02 breaths to send out a Tiangang Thunder strike before, then 0.01 breaths is enough now.

‘The car’s starting speed from 100 meters is faster. ’

If he meets Ouyang Hong again now, even if he doesn't use the rejuvenation technique in the early stage and just uses Tiangang Lei, he still has the information to directly control the opponent.

This is an effect that non-Body Refining monks cannot experience.

In terms of spiritual power reserves, combined with Xuqiao's contribution, he has at least 90-100% more reserves than ordinary Foundation Buildings of the same realm.

This is just skin refining, and it has just reached the 'Grandmaster' level.

When Muscle Refining, Bone Refining, etc. are completed and completed, it will only become stronger.

"comfortable."

Chen Ping smiled and soaked for a while. He felt that the medicine in the bathtub had been almost consumed, and then he got up and changed his clothes.

…

A few days flew by.

When Chen Ping first arrived at the Central Dojo, although the meeting had not yet begun, many herbal monks were already there.

Today is the sect’s herb collection commendation meeting.

In front of the wall on one side of the dojo, hundreds of people gathered together, looking up at the wall and making noisy noises.

Chen Ping glanced at it from a distance.

Good guy.

On the wall, there is actually a ranking list of the results of all the herbalists in more than half a year.

In order to drive everyone to collect medicine, the Lingxiao Sect did everything possible.

Actually engaging in motivation theory!

Chen Ping couldn't complain. He glanced around and saw his own results in the dense list.

Slightly above medium.

'fine! ’

This score is a transparent score, the kind that will never be noticed by the 'teacher'.

Having lived in two lifetimes, he understands this deeply.

More than half of this year has passed, and he has handed in two tasks so far. The first time just met the task, and the second time it was just a few more flowers.

In front of him were nearly a hundred monks who had completed two or three tasks, and behind him there were also more than a hundred poor students.

This feeling of ‘picking enough for several years at once, but no one pays attention to it’ is great.

Chen Ping saw Ji Yan chatting with several Fellow Daoists, so he went over to say hello. Ji Yan was not in a good mood and his face was full of depression. He delayed picking herbs due to his injury. He only picked 4 Pudihong plants in one trip (20 plants were sufficient for a single task), ranking last among all the monks.

"You said that this general affairs hall is really, really doing a ranking? What's the point? It's really unreasonable, it's so outrageous. Besides, if we really want to rank, we should also include those Qi Refining monks who are collecting herbs in the middle of Qingyun Domain. "Ji Yan was angry and unjust.

Obviously he is not at the bottom in terms of cultivation, and he is still a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect. He is considered the home field in the Qingyun Domain and has an advantage over the monks from the outer sect, but he is at the bottom in terms of medicine collection.

There was a bit of an expression on his face.

…If you were ranked number one, I’m afraid you wouldn’t be using this rhetoric.

Chen Ping slandered.

"Didn't I hear that some monks were selling them privately? Why not buy some?" Chen Ping suggested.

Although it is ridiculously expensive.

But Jianghu emergency rescue is still possible.

"...Oh, how dare you,...Oh,...if I lie down for another half a year, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything." Ji Yan hesitated.

Ah this!

This is the fear of being robbed!

No wonder.

He suffered a disaster in Yunzhong City, and it took him more than half a year to recover. As a result, I bought a Divine Pill to wake up, and I practiced cultivation for more than half a year.

If it takes more than half a year to cultivate...

Who can bear this?

"..."

Among the monks who were communicating in a circle, there were two other monks Chen Ping recognized. They lived next door to Ji Yan and were in the Foundation Building of two foreign sects.

The surname is Miao, they are two brothers.

The results of herbal collection were very good this time, and she was chatting and laughing among the crowd.

"...Haha, blah blah blah...! My two brothers only know some herb-picking skills. In other words, cultivation strength is the primary pursuit of my monks. Have you heard about the battle in the southwest in the first half of the year? That monk is what we are after!"

Boss Miao listened to everyone's compliments for a few rounds, and saw that everyone was at a loss for words. They only talked about a few words, and lost their elegance, so he started to be polite.

"This matter has been circulated in the city for a long time. A female cultivator who escaped said it herself. She and a dozen female fellow daoists were imprisoned by a demon cultivator. Thanks to the help of a fellow daoist, they killed that Only by cultivating the devil can we get out of trouble." A monk Qi Qiran.

"...Those female cultivators said that the demonic cultivator was a cultivator on the ninth floor of the Foundation Building, and his methods were quite impressive." Speaking of this, everyone seemed to be interested.

Imprisonment, a dozen nuns, rags, rescue, killing on the ninth floor of the Foundation Building... These words are combined together, and once they are put into oneself, they always make people excited.

Chen Pingfang didn't go to Pingfang City very often, and actually rarely went out. He didn't know that his deeds had spread.

Then he would also praise himself occasionally.

"..."

"It's true. Wei Fellow Daoist was in the southwest area that day. He only saw a sword soaring into the sky, covering the sky with pressure. Unfortunately, the battle had already ended when he arrived. It is said that several miles around had been razed to the ground, and the fighting power Pretty amazing.”

"..."

I went, and sure enough.

Sure enough, there was Lao Liu who was collecting herbs from a distance in that area.

In this case, the green light sword was probably looked at.

Fortunately, this is not an exclusive swordsmanship.

The last time it was used publicly was in the battle to slay demons on the Azure Cloud Sect Mountain. At that time, the green light sword had just entered the 'expert' level, and it only had more than 300 green lights, which was far from enough to kill the Foundation Building Late Stage monks.

In such a short period of time, no one would suspect that the number of green awns increased from more than 300 to more than 600.

Who can be so powerful?

impossible.

However, you can no longer use the Qingmang Sword in public in the future, as it will easily lead to suspicion. Whether it is these righteous monks or demonic cultivators, it will not be a good thing once they are exposed in front of them!

It seems.

You have to practice a new spell to the extreme.

Chen Ping was thinking about it in his heart, but then he heard a monk laugh and ask:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I heard that you also went out to collect herbs during that time, right? It couldn't be you, right?"

Chen Ping smiled and said:

"Fellow Daoist, don't be ridiculous. Fellow Daoist knows me. With my level of cultivation, I have no choice but to run for my life when encountering a demonic cultivator."

Everyone laughed.

When Boss Miao saw everyone looking at him, he licked his lips and grinned:

"Don't say that I don't have the strength. I really want to be able to kill that demon cultivator. The Fellow Daoists know me. Those dozen female cultivators who were imprisoned are now my Taoist companions."

"Fellow Daoists know me." Miao Laoer took a breath and added with bright eyes: "If it were me, the one imprisoned in the cave would be the male demon cultivator."

Chen Ping:……

You can all go be gangsters.

However, after such an interruption, no one paid attention to the green light sword anymore.

Not only Chen Ping was relieved, but Ji Yan was also secretly happy. Finally, no one paid attention to the damn ranking.

"..."

Perhaps because of the lively discussion here, a few more monks came over and joined the chat.

When a new monk enters the hall, it is natural for everyone to introduce themselves.

When it was Ji Yan's turn to introduce, a newly joined monk tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly realized:

"Oh, Ji Yan? He's the Ji Yanji Fellow Daoist who is ranked ninth from the bottom, right?"

The air suddenly froze.

Many Fellow Daoists turned red and turned their heads to chuckle.

This man is really...

Hitting someone is not a slap in the face.

It's easy to have no friends this way.

Chen Ping held back his laughter.

Ji Yan's face turned red as well, and he slammed his sleeves:

"That monk can kill demons and cultivate to the ninth level. He is really a role model for us. Huh? The deacon is coming soon. Let's take a seat quickly. Don't delay the meeting..."

"..."

Chen Ping took his seat and waited for a while before seeing the butler arriving late.

This summary will be divided into several parts.

First, summary.

It once again shows the importance of these medicinal materials to Luoyue City, and also shows the importance of each monk himself.

In a word, you should pay attention to it.

Second, share experiences.

Several outstanding herb picking monks shared their experience in herb picking.

Among them are the Miao brothers.

After listening to the Miao brothers' sharing, Chen Ping found out that the two brothers were from the Western Barbarian Region. They were herbalists in the past and had rich experience in identifying medicines.

"We have completed the work for the next two years ahead of schedule this year, and there is no need to go out for two years." Mr. Miao concluded energetically.

At the end of the meeting, the deacon implicitly criticized some backward monks, and dozens of monks buried their heads in the ground.

During the tea break, there were a lot of sighs.

After all, there are very few people like the Miao brothers who have experience in collecting herbs. Most of them, like Chen Ping, learned the knowledge of herbal medicine collection on a temporary basis.

Chen Ping has Yun-winged Bird, Law Weapon who is a demon cultivator with a 5-mile domain, and Yun Haitang, a good Taoist companion.

Most other monks don't have this kind of help.

They rushed to put the duck on the shelves, and many monks were tempted by "the monks who found the warm vine and blue frost grass have the priority to release the Divine Pill", so they chose the extremely scarce warm vine and blue frost grass, and their situation was even worse. difficult.

Even those ranked better than Chen Ping are actually not in a good mood and have to think hard about the next task.

Very few people are as relaxed as Chen Ping.

During the break.

Liao Xiafu took the opportunity to stand among the crowd:

"Fellow Daoists, please take this opportunity to bother me. The sun is declining, and I am afraid that my life will not be long. There is nothing to say about the death of monks like me. It's just a pity that my skill in refining weapons will also die with me. , which is a bit of a pity. I intend to teach all the skills of weapon refining that have lasted for hundreds of years. If any Fellow Daoist is interested, you can come to my house tomorrow and I will choose someone to teach you."

"..."

When Liao Xiafu said this, many monks were eager to try it. What was in front of them was a very valuable weapon refining skill.

You know, this is the skill of eating. If it is not a master-disciple relationship, generally people are not willing to be apprentices.

"Fellow Daoist Liao, I'm afraid you have conditions?"

"It's just a small request, not a condition."

"..."

The onlookers asked questions as you asked.

Chen Ping knew that Liao Xiafu was beginning to make the chess game clear.

Poor parents in the world!

Liao Xiafu also took great pains for his underage son.

…

The conference lasted for most of the day and then ended in a heavy atmosphere.

After the game ended, Chen Ping followed the large group towards the residential area.

Among the crowd, the owner of the medicine shop was also there.

In addition to the Foundation Building monks, this summary meeting was also attended by some Qi Refining monks who were involved in collecting herbs.

It's just that these Qi Refining monks are not required to collect medicine, but are encouraged.

There are also brave men under heavy rewards.

"Shopkeeper, I will go with you to the shop. Alas, this time I have to change a spiritual material as the main medicinal material. The blue frost grass is really hard to find." A female cultivator walking beside the shopkeeper said.

Does this sound sound familiar?

Chen Ping heard the sound and looked sideways at the female cultivator who was speaking in the crowd in front.

...It turned out to be the male and female senior brother and sister when they rented the spiritual plant together.

The one who spoke this time was the junior sister, while the senior brother who was full of arrogance at the beginning lowered his head and remained silent.

Although he didn't object to his junior sister changing her focus on spiritual materials, he himself didn't say anything, looking unwilling to do so.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist, just follow me to the store and change." The shopkeeper didn't say anything.

The shopkeeper still remembers this pair of young and energetic senior brothers and sisters. The lovely junior sister looked at her senior brother with eyes full of admiration. In other words, there was a clear light in her eyes.

It's gone now.

"Brother, what about you?" the female cultivator asked.

The male cultivator showed weakness and prepared to change, but just turned his head and caught a glimpse of Chen Ping behind him. He immediately remembered that Chen Ping was the fellow Daoist who rented the spiritual plant with him. At that time, he was still full of a sense of superiority. .

The male cultivator's eyes narrowed and he looked back, his fighting spirit to refuse to admit defeat was once again aroused:

"Ah, I won't change it. My...harvest is not bad...blue frost grass...very good, very good!"

The female cultivator didn’t know why:

"It's okay? After two trips, I picked two blue frost grasses. If I hadn't picked several other spiritual materials, I might not have been able to complete the task. Is this okay?"

The male cultivator's face turned red:... "Don't... don't talk nonsense. That's bad luck,... we'll see next time. Senior brother, I... I'm going back first."

At this time, the female cultivator inadvertently noticed Chen Ping behind her and curled her lips and stopped talking.

This Fellow Daoist still has a good taste!

Senior brother is far behind.

The shopkeeper looked at the female cultivator next to him curiously.

‘Why did I feel that the light in her eyes was gone just now? It must be an illusion... right? ’. The shopkeeper thought to himself.

"..."

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