I will survive with proficiency

Time flies like a white horse.

Eighty days passed in a flash.

Chen Ping practiced five hours of exercises. Seeing the experience value getting slower and slower, he felt a little annoyed, so he practiced the 'Rejuvenation Technique' intermittently for a while.

Picking up a knife for making rune skin, he slashed his arm with a "swish".

Blood flowed.

Then he quickly executed the rejuvenation technique.

Suddenly, a holy light shrouded it.

"Ah~"

Chen Ping couldn't help but let out a melodious and weird voice.

Very comfortable.

No wonder Zhang Zheng's wife was in a state of enjoyment after she fainted during the migration.

There was even a moment, as if he had entered the time of a sage, his body was comfortable, his head was empty, and he didn't want to think about anything.

It's amazing.

'This skill may become a control skill at critical moments in battle. '

Chen Ping looked at the scar on his hand.

The blood port with a depth of about one centimeter is showing a slow healing state, and the blood clots.

After Ban Zhixiang, when the magic state faded, Chen Ping gave himself another shot.

so repeatedly.

Half an hour later, all the wounds along the length of the talisman pen had healed.

As good as ever.

Well, the rejuvenation technique at the proficient level is really good, but the speed is a bit slow, and it took a full half an hour.

After more than half a year of practice, the rejuvenation technique has reached the proficient level at this time, that is, 'Spell: Rejuvenation (proficient): 12/1000'.

'Whether it's the beam of light, the depth of the color, or the intensity of the spell, they are all comparable to Miss Seven's original effect. '

‘Continue to practice and maybe the healing speed will continue to increase. '

At this time, it may be that Chen Ping made several inexplicable voices in succession.

Yu Lingchun walked in:

"What's wrong?"

Chen Ping was overjoyed, but worried that there were no experimental subjects:

"Just in time. Come, come and try my new spell."

A holy light shrouded.

Caught off guard, Yu Lingchun gasped, and then held back, her face flushed red.

After a while, he said in surprise:

"Is this a healing spell? I feel like the veins in my body have been smoothed out, and I feel very comfortable."

"Then do it again?"

"No, no, husband, I'm going to prepare meals." Yu Lingchun ran away quickly.

Dining room?

Chen Ping grinned and followed.

"..."

In the dining room, the flame in the stove flickered a few times, and finally went out because no new fuel was put in.

Chen Ping and the two were completely unaware.

"..."

An hour later, the flame in the stove was rekindled.

Chen Ping took two pictures of cleaning symbols for himself, and helped Yu Lingchun prepare the meal materials together.

"You go wash your hands." Yu Lingchun blamed.

Chen Ping made a promise, and went to the water tank to take out a basin of clear water. When he caught a glimpse of himself reflected in the clear water, he was stunned for a moment.

I haven't paid attention to my appearance for a long time. It seems that the lines of my face are tougher and more energetic.

His temperament is completely different from when he first arrived two years ago.

Chen Ping got up and looked at his body again. His muscles were more developed and he felt full of strength.

This is due to the effect of continuous body training.

In fact, there are very few monks who try body training during the Qi training period. Body training may require medicinal baths, or pills... This is very costly, and many casual practitioners cannot bear it.

There are very few people like Chen Ping who take three golden marrow pills every day without interruption.

However, body training in advance is beneficial to foundation building, and the process of foundation building is essentially the process of washing scriptures and cutting marrow.

Body training is to advance this process.

While the two were busy preparing meals, there was a noise outside.

Chen Ping hurriedly went out to have a look.

He was seeing a group of men approaching Lu Zhengzhong viciously.

Come here and capture Lu Zhengzhong.

Chen Ping didn't know why, and only after listening for a while did he know the general reason. The person who came was a disciple of a vassal Zhuji family in the inner city, and said that he suspected that Lu Zhengzhong had killed an outstanding disciple in his family.

So come here to arrest people.

"Fellow daoists, I misunderstood. This cultivator is sitting upright and has no grievances or enmities with fellow daoist Tang. How could he harm him?" Lu Zhengzhong argued.

"If someone saw with their own eyes that you did it, how could they wrong you?" A disciple of the Tang family in the inner city said coldly, and then ordered his companions:

"People take away."

Lu Zhengzhong's eyes suddenly turned cold.

But when Mo Xuebi held her hand, she calmed down: "Everyone, are you going to be unreasonable?"

"It is because you convince people with reason that you will be taken into the inner city. If you are really unreasonable, you are already dead by now." The young man of the Tang family had a frosty face.

"..."

After a while, the disciples of the Yun family also came, and coordinated in the middle, promising to find out the truth.

And finally took Lu Zhengzhong away.

The Tang family also followed with a cold face.

'This disciple of the Tang family doesn't seem to be so obedient to the Yun family! ’… Chen Ping thought to himself.

"Friend Daoist Mo, what's going on?" Chen Ping asked.

Mo Xuebi's face was full of worry:

"Fellow Daoist Chen also heard what happened just now. I don't know what happened behind the scenes. But I know that Lao Lu is not the kind of person who robs and kills other fellow daoists at will."

Chen Ping opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He didn't know what happened behind the scenes, so he didn't dare to jump to conclusions.

I can only reassure myself:

"Don't worry, since the Yun family has appeared. This is the place under the jurisdiction of the Yun family, and the Yun family will definitely not allow anything reckless to happen. Maybe they will let Lao Lu come back after finding out the reason."

Yu Lingchun also hastily said a few words of comfort.

She and Mo Xuebi were quite chatting.

This cloud city may not be as simple as imagined... Chen Ping sighed.

...

More than ten days later, a crisp sound echoed over Yunzhong City from time to time.

Chen Ping didn't practice today, he was busy with Yu Lingchun at home.

Today is the annual "Sunday Festival".

There is no one of the most lively festivals in this world, that is, the Spring Festival before wearing.

The entire Yunzhong City is full of festive elements. The monks who have practiced for a year stopped their practice tasks and enjoyed the rare leisure time.

The same is true of Chen Ping.

Counting it, this is the third Shangri-La Festival in this world. The first two were the most chaotic moments in Lianyun City. There was no time to care about any festivals, and they were only busy surviving.

In this third festival, it is natural to relax.

On the day of the festival, Lin Changshou, who lives in the same street, came to visit, and Guo Zizhao also came to sit with him.

Then, Patriarch Ning appeared unexpectedly.

It turned out that Ning Xiaoqi had successfully entered the Lingxiao Sect, and a genius like her would be accepted by the sect everywhere.

Patriarch Ning's family stayed in Lingxiaozong for a period of time, after confirming that Ning Xiaoqi's foundation had all been restored. A few days ago, the whole family moved to Yunzhong City.

Another family, the palace did not move here, but went to another Sanxiu city.

At present, Ning's family has moved into the inner city.

"I didn't know that Senior Ning had already moved to Yunzhong City, otherwise I would have to visit Senior Ning no matter how busy I am." Chen Ping said.

Patriarch Ning laughed:

"It's the same when I come here. I don't need to pay attention to those red tapes. I just moved here a few days ago and I had too many things to do. I didn't get busy for a while, so I dragged it to the present. The house has already made arrangements, and Chen Daoyou must go to have a drink when he is free." Tea."

"Definitely, definitely." Chen Ping said.

I thought in my heart that I still need to pay a return visit. No matter what, Patriarch Ning is much older than himself, so he should visit him by himself.

What's more, Patriarch Ning has the grace of gifting tokens.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist Chen has completed the nine levels of qi training?"

What Lin Changshou and Guo Zizhao couldn't feel, Patriarch Ning, as a Qi-training ninth-level monk, paid attention to it at this time, and immediately felt that Chen Ping's cultivation base seemed to have improved again, and he guessed that he might have reached the Great Consummation.

Hearing this, Lin Changshou was stunned.

In Lin Changshou's impression, Chen Ping was a monk who was not much better than himself.

This Daoyou Chen is almost catching up with Brother Chen Changsheng?

Unlike Lin Changshou, Guo Zizhao remained calm. He had long guessed that Chen Ping was Chen Changsheng. This is also the reason why he visited Chen Ping in Lin Changshou's car today.

"Never, it's still early. I don't know when we can go further." Chen Ping said truthfully.

There is still a little distance from the Great Perfection.

But after some calculations, I guess it will only take a month or two at most.

"Take your time, there's no need to rush this matter. With Fellow Daoist Chen's aptitude, you can always achieve great success." Patriarch Ning said knowingly.

Patriarch Ning felt somewhat lonely when he thought of his own situation, but when he thought that his granddaughter was already preparing to build a foundation, all the haze disappeared.

"..."

Patriarch Ning got up to leave after chatting for a while, and had to go back to preside over the long and short of the family on the previous festival.

Lin Changshou and Guo Zizhao also left one after another.

In the evening, Chen Ping and Yu Lingchun stepped on the thick snow and went to the outer city.

Compared with the central city, the outer city is many times more lively, with festive ribbons hanging everywhere, and children laughing and playing in the streets.

The shouts of merchants can be heard endlessly.

In the artificial river, pleasure boats rowed by one after another, and many girls on the bank made wishes while setting up colorful lights.

How lively.

But in view of the safety period, the two walked around for a while and felt that they had enjoyed themselves, so they returned home early.