I will survive with proficiency

"call!"

Chen Ping leaned against the bathtub and let out a breath of relief.

Close your eyes to experience the power of the medicine gathering on every part of your skin, and feel the slight numbness all over your body.

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

Chen Ping sat cross-legged in the bathtub, starting from the Dadun point, drawing spiritual power with ease, and 'pulling the switch' on 108 of the points.

An invisible 'net' was formed immediately.

Chen Ping has done this process countless times, and those who are proficient cannot be more proficient.

Today's net is extremely perfect, the lines of spiritual power are moderately thick, the spacing is appropriate, the speed of the flow of spiritual power is orderly, and the grid is stable. of.

Chen Ping started to run the 'skin refining technique'.

Under the operation of the skin refining technique, the spiritual power and medicine power are gathered on the skin under the action of the 'net', continuously tempering the skin without a trace of escaping.

After two hours, skin refining +1.

Chen Ping opened his eyes and 'looked' at the panel:

[Skin refining (grandmaster): 1/1000. 】

Under the level of 'Grandmaster', skin refining tends to be completed. In this case, not to mention scratching with a knife, even the ordinary spells of Qi training monks can't cause damage to this layer of skin without any defensive power. what harm.

This is not the most important thing.

Because of the opening of the channel, he is now more agile in the operation of spiritual power. The most intuitive experience is that it is faster to hit the sky thunder. If it used to be 0.02 breaths to send out a strike of the sky thunder, then now 0.01 breaths are enough.

'The car's 100-meter starting speed is faster. '

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

This is an effect that non-body cultivators cannot experience.

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

This is just skin refining, and he has just reached the level of 'grandmaster'.

When the tendons and bones are completed, it will only become stronger.

"comfortable."

Chen Ping chuckled, and soaked for a while, feeling that the potency of the medicine in the tub had been almost consumed, so he got up and changed his clothes.

...

A few days passed by.

When Chen Ping first arrived at the central ashram, although the meeting had not yet started, many monks who collected herbs had already arrived.

Today is the sect's herbal collection commendation meeting.

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

Chen Ping glanced at it from afar.

Good guy.

On the wall, there is actually a ranking list of all herbalists' achievements in the past half a year.

In order to drive everyone to gather medicine, Ling Xiaozong did everything they could.

Actually engage in motivation theory!

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

Medium to slightly above.

'fine! '

This result is a transparent result, which belongs to the kind that will never be noticed by the 'teacher'.

He has been a human being for two lifetimes, and he has a deep understanding of this.

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

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

This feeling of "obviously picking a few years' quantity at one time, but not being noticed" is great.

When Chen Ping saw Ji Yan chatting with some fellow Taoists, he also went over to say hello. Ji Yan was not in a good mood and his face was full of depression. He was delayed in picking herbs due to his injury, and he only picked 4 Pudihong plants during his trip (20 plants fulfilled a single task), ranking last among all the monks.

"You said that this Shuwutang is really, what kind of ranking is it doing so well? What's the point? It's really unreasonable, it's too shameful. Besides, if we really want to arrange a list, we should also include those monks in the Qi training period who are collecting medicine in the middle of Qingyunyu. " Ji Yan was indignant.

Obviously, he is not the bottom one in cultivation, and he is still a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect. He is at home in Qingyunyu, and the monks of the foreign sect have an advantage, but the amount of medicine collected is at the bottom.

I can't hold back my face more or less.

...If this is your ranking at the top of the list, you are afraid that this is not the same rhetoric.

Chen Ping slandered.

"Didn't you hear that some monks sold them privately? Why don't you buy some?" Chen Ping suggested.

Although ridiculously expensive.

But 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 being robbed and robbed!

No wonder.

He suffered misfortune in Yunzhong City, and it took more than half a year of cultivation before he recovered. In the end, I went to buy a refreshing pill and cultivated it for more than half a year.

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

Who can stand this?

"..."

Among the monks who communicated in a circle, there were two monks Chen Ping recognized. They lived next door to Ji Yan, and they were two foreign sects who established the foundation.

The surname is Miao, they are two brothers.

The results of herb collection this time were very good, and the crowd chatted and laughed happily.

"...Haha, where is it...! Both of my brothers know how to collect herbs. In other words, cultivation and strength is the primary pursuit of my monks. Have you heard that the battle in the southwest in the first half of the year, That monk is what I'm after!"

Boss Miao listened to everyone's compliments for a few rounds, and saw that everyone was at a loss for words, and they only talked a few words, lost their sense of elegance, and then began to be polite.

"This matter has been circulated in the market for a long time. A female cultivator who escaped said that she and a dozen other female cultivators were imprisoned by a demon cultivator. Thanks to the help of a fellow Taoist, they killed the demon. Only by cultivating can we get out of trouble." A monk Qi Qiran.

"...Those female cultivators said that the demon cultivator is a foundation-building ninth-level cultivator, and his methods are quite good." Speaking of this, everyone seemed to be interested.

Imprisonment, more than a dozen female nuns, ragged clothes, rescue, killing the ninth floor of foundation building... These words are combined, and once they are substituted into themselves, they always make people excited.

Few people go to Chenpingfang City, in fact, they seldom go out, so they don't know that his deeds have spread.

Then he also praised himself occasionally.

"..."

"That's true. Fellow Daoist Wei was in the southwest area that day, and he saw only a soaring sword aura, overwhelming the sky. It's a pity that the battle was already over when he arrived. It is said that several miles around have been razed to the ground, and the fighting power is quite amazing. .”

"..."

I'll go, sure enough.

Sure enough, there was the sixth child who collected herbs far away in that area.

In this case, the Qingmang sword was probably looked at.

Fortunately, this is not some exclusive swordsmanship.

The last time it was used publicly was in the Demon Slaying Battle on Qingyunzong Mountain. At that time, the Qingmang Sword had just entered the 'expert' level, and there were only more than 300 Qingmangs, which was far from enough to kill monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

In such a short period of time, it would not be suspected that the increase from more than 300 green awns to more than 600 green awns.

Who can be so good?

impossible.

But in the future, you can no longer use the Qingmang sword in public, and it is easy to be suspected. Whether it is these orthodox monks or demon cultivators, once they are exposed in front of them, it is not a good thing!

It seems.

You have to practice a new spell to the extreme.

Chen Ping was thinking about it, but he heard a monk ask with a smile:

"Chen Daoyou, I heard that you also went out to collect herbs during that time, right? Could it be you?"

Chen Ping smiled and said:

"Don't be joking, fellow daoist. Fellow daoist knows me. With my cultivation level, I can only escape for my life when I meet a demon cultivator."

Everyone laughed.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Boss Miao licked his lips and grinned:

"Don't say that I don't have the strength, but really want to be able to kill that demon cultivator. Fellow Taoists know me, and the dozen or so female cultivators who were imprisoned are now my Taoist companions."

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

Chen Ping: ...

You can all be gangsters now.

But after such an interruption, no one paid any attention to the matter of the Qingmang sword.

It wasn't just Chen Ping who was relaxed, but Ji Yan was also secretly happy, finally no one paid attention to the damn ranking.

"..."

Perhaps because of the lively discussion here, several monks came over and joined the chat.

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

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

"Oh, Ji Yan? That's the 9th from the bottom Ji Yan, Ji Daoist, right?"

The air suddenly froze.

Many fellow daoists blushed and turned their heads to snicker.

This man is really...

You don't hit people in the face.

It's so easy to have no friends.

Chen Ping couldn't hold back his laughter.

Ji Yan's face was also flushed, and he slammed his sleeves:

"The monk who can kill the ninth level of demon cultivators is really a role model for my generation. Hey? The deacon is coming soon, let me sit down quickly, don't delay the meeting..."

"..."

Chen Ping took his seat and waited for a long time before seeing the deacon's late arrival.

This summary will be divided into several sections.

One is, summary.

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

In a word, you should pay attention to it.

The second is to share experience.

Several outstanding herb-picking monks will share herb-picking experience.

Among them were the Miao brothers.

Hearing what the Miao brothers shared, Chen Ping knew that the two brothers came from the Western Barbarian Region. They used to be herbalists themselves and had rich experience in knowing medicine.

"I've already completed the next two years ahead of schedule this year, and I don't need to go out for two years." Boss Miao summed up energetically.

At the end of the meeting, the deacon criticized some backward monks insinuatingly, and dozens of monks buried their heads deeply.

During the tea break, a lot of moans and sighs.

After all, there are very few people like the Miao brothers who have experience in collecting herbs. Most of them are just like Chen Ping, temporarily learning the knowledge of medicinal herbs.

Chen Ping has a cloud-winged bird, a magic weapon from the five-mile domain of Moxiu, and Yun Haitang, a good Taoist companion.

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

They rushed the ducks to 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 awakening pill", so they chose the extremely scarce warm vine and blue frost grass, and the situation was even worse. difficult.

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

There are very few people who are as relaxed as Chen Ping.

During the break.

Liao Xiafu took the opportunity to stand among the crowd:

"Fellow daoists, take this opportunity to disturb me for a while. The old man is dying, and I am afraid that his life will not be long. I have nothing to say about the death of the monks. It is a pity that the old man's skill in refining weapons will also die with him , It’s a bit of a pity. This old man intends to teach all the art of crafting for hundreds of years. If there are any fellow Taoists who are interested, they can come to the old man’s house tomorrow, and the old man will choose someone to teach.”

"..."

As soon as Liao Xiafu said this, many monks were eager to try, and what was in front of them was a very valuable crafting skill.

You know, this is the ability to eat. If it is not for the relationship between master and apprentice, they are generally unwilling to accept apprentices from outside.

"Fellow Daoist Liao, you are probably conditional, right?"

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

"..."

For the onlookers, let me ask you what you said.

Chen Ping knew that Liao Xiafu was beginning to show the chess game on the surface.

Poor parents all over the world!

Liao Xiafu also took great pains for his underage son.

...

The conference lasted for most of the day before ending in a heavy atmosphere.

After the show ended, Chen Ping followed the large group to the residential area.

In the crowd, the shopkeeper of the medicine shop was also there.

In addition to the Foundation Establishment monks, some Qi training monks who participated in collecting herbs also participated in this summary meeting.

It's just that these monks in the qi training period are not required to collect herbs, but encouraged.

Under the heavy reward, there are also brave men.

"Shopkeeper, I'll go with you to the store. Alas, this time I'm going to use a different kind of spiritual material as the main medicine. That blue frost grass is really hard to find." A female cultivator walking beside the shopkeeper said.

This voice is a bit familiar?

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

...It turned out that they were the male and female brothers and sisters when they rented Lingzhi together.

This time it was the junior sister who spoke out, but the senior brother who was full of arrogance at the moment drooped his head and remained silent.

Although he didn't object to his junior sister changing her main attacking spiritual material, he didn't talk to him himself, showing a resigned look.

"Okay, fellow daoist, just follow me to the store and change one." The shopkeeper didn't say anything.

The shopkeeper still remembers this pair of young and energetic senior brothers and sisters. Back then, this 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 nun asked.

The male cultivator showed weakness and prepared to change, but he just turned his head and caught a glimpse of Chen Ping behind him. He immediately remembered that Chen Ping was the fellow Taoist who rented Lingzhi with him back then, and he was full of superiority back then.

The male cultivator blinked his gaze and retracted it, and his fighting spirit of not admitting defeat was aroused again:

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

The nun is unknown, so:

"It's okay? After two trips, I picked two blue frost grass. If I didn't pick up several other spiritual materials, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to complete the mission. Is it okay?"

The male cultivator blushed: ... "Don't...don't talk nonsense. That's bad luck,... let's see next time. Brother, I... I'll go back first."

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

Still, this fellow Taoist has a good eye!

Brother is far behind.

The shopkeeper looked curiously at the nun next to him.

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

"..."

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