I will survive with proficiency

After the meeting, Chen Ping took a long look at the ancient pagoda in the center when he walked out of the conference hall.

In the formation, you can see the whole picture of the ancient pagoda.

The writing on the ancient pagoda is also clearly visible, and there are no measures to cover it.

"Don't look at it, I have already inquired about it. Those words only contributed to the activation of the ancient underground palace tower, and have no effect on the confinement technique. The same is true for the other villages." Seeing Chen Ping looking seriously, Xi Yue Come over and tell me softly.

Chen Ping turned his head and nodded:

"Let's go, go back."

After finishing the formation, Chen Ping did not go directly back to the cave, but went to the only shop in the village alone.

During the battle more than 20 years ago, Chen Ping brought back two third-tier monsters, and he believed that other people would bring back more or less the same.

He doesn't need meat, but other monks do.

Other monks don't need skins, but he does.

In Xihuang, it is not easy to buy a third-tier monster skin.

After explaining his intention, the shopkeeper said respectfully:

"There is no one in the store selling monster skins on consignment. How much does Senior Chen want to buy? This junior can release the news and buy it on behalf of Senior Chen."

Chen Ping agreed:

"As long as it is the skin of a third-tier monster, I will buy it. But I only buy the skin of a third-tier monster."

"I don't have spirit stones, but I have the meat of two complete third-tier monsters, which can be exchanged for a price."

There are not many talisman masters here, and there is no need for so many cortices.

It is precisely because of this that the meat here is much more valuable than the skin.

"Senior Chen, don't worry, third-tier monster meat is very popular in the village. As long as the junior releases the news, there will naturally be monks willing to exchange it." The shopkeeper immediately said that this shop is doing the work of middlemen.

Then there's the talk of price.

Calculated, Chen Ping's two third-tier monsters are not small, and the meat of one third-tier monster can be exchanged for seven to ten complete third-tier monster skins.

Of course, the store needs to charge a certain handling fee.

Not very expensive, probably only about 5%.

After all, the village is not big, if it is really expensive, those monks would rather sell it door to door. There are only dozens of Foundation Establishment and Golden Core monks here.

Chen Ping is a 'poor man' and has no spiritual stones, so the handling fee is still deducted with monster meat.

After negotiating, Chen Ping immediately went back to the cave to fetch the monster meat.

The original plan was to wait for a while before selling the monster meat. At that time, the monster meat in everyone's hands would be almost consumed, and the third-tier monster meat would be more expensive, but at that time, the monster skin would probably be almost consumed. .

Too lazy to toss, simply exchange it directly.

"Senior, will the monster meat be finished?" the shopkeeper asked Chen Ping while recording the weight of the monster meat in the booklet.

"Well, please keep the leather until it's all exchanged. It won't be too late for me to come back to pick it up in a few years."

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After returning to the cave, Chen Ping continued to practice slowly. He has so much to learn.

Such is the practice.

So it is.

The same goes for imprisonment.

The same is true for sword intent comprehension.

Xiyue spent all her time exploring the runes of the underground palace, and occasionally went out with the team to explore some other sect ruins.

In her opinion, she is a master, she promised to bring Chen Ping back, and she should do her best.

The time in the cave was unknown, half a year later, Chen Ping, who was sitting on the jade bed, put his hands down and exhaled.

[Five Qi Chaoyuan Tianzhang (proficient): 1/100. 】

Four and a half years.

Jindan Kungfu has finally advanced to the first level.

This is just the simplest layer.

It is really not easy to practice the golden core technique.

In recent years, Chen Ping has not relaxed his practice and improvement of cultivation. He knew very well that the Canglan Grassland was extremely dangerous, and every little bit of improvement in his cultivation meant an extra chance of survival.

Moreover, the practice of the confinement technique also needs to be supported by the realm of cultivation.

The higher the cultivation base, the better.

Continue to practice.

Another half year later.

In front of the pitch-black avenue of sword intent, Chen Ping took a small step with difficulty, and suddenly felt the majestic sword intent sweeping towards him, as if it wanted to tear him apart.

When there is no wind, the wind rises, and his robes flutter in the gale.

His own sword intent burst out suddenly, resisting the resistance of the sword intent in the sword intent avenue.

After the gust of wind rose suddenly, the sword intent in the sword intent avenue gradually became gentler. Although it was still surging, it was no longer repulsive.

Chen Ping let out a long sigh of relief.

'Finally another step forward. '

'The second small step. '

He saw the phantom of floating words appearing in the Sword Intent Avenue again, and knew that there was a new content of the spell, so he calmed down and memorized all the words.

Then continue to comprehend the sword intent.

It wasn't until his spiritual power was nearly exhausted and he was thrown out that Chen Ping, who was sitting on the jade bed, gasped for a while.

Comprehending sword intent every time is not an easy job.

After he practiced the exercises for a while and recovered some spiritual power, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up and sat down at the desk, and wrote down the words he saw in the Sword Intent Avenue just now.

After reading it together with the previous text, Chen Ping shook his head regretfully.

Still incomplete.

Put together is still only part of the spell.

but.

It can be seen that it is the same as the previous guess, as long as you take a small step forward in the Sword Intent Avenue, you can see more spell content.

That being the case, there will always be a day when you can see the whole picture of the spell.

There is no rush for this spell, there is plenty of time.

Chen Ping stood up and looked back, only to find that the original ore of spirit stones on the jade bed had all dimmed and lost all aura.

After a few years, the raw ore of spirit stones stolen from under the eyes of Baiyu Jiao has been used up.

Originally, it was only planned to use the war to start, but now the war has passed for more than a year.

'It seems that we have to steal some raw ore of spirit stones. '

Chen Ping thought about it, and decided to go to the evil spirit mine guarded by Bai Yujiao to steal.

The small raw ore is not so deep, which is not conducive to exerting one's own advantages.

The other big original mines are too far away, and there is only one that is relatively close.

Although the Evil Spirit Mine was stolen once, the depth of 110 miles has been basically hollowed out.

But it can go a little higher, after all, the Baiyu Jiao is only seventy or eighty miles deep.

But not now, now the spiritual power is short.

Wait until tomorrow.

Chen Ping immediately meditated and practiced the exercises.

The next day, Chen Ping emptied his storage bag to ensure that Xiyue did not go out in the quiet room, and left all his belongings in the quiet room, and then changed his appearance at will.

After silently reciting the earth escape incantation, he disappeared into the quiet room again.

Because of the previous experience, there was no need to explore the route this time, and arrived at the underground of the Evil Spirit Mine after a few hours.

After inspecting the situation as usual, he dived to a depth of around 100 miles, found a narrow cave, recovered his real body and started digging the spiritual mine.

Without exception, Bai Yujiao reappeared at about eighty miles away. After seeing someone stealing mines again, Baiyu Jiao was extremely angry.

Anger beyond imagination. And puzzlement.

Obviously, he has already dealt with that guy named Xuan Yipan.

Why another one?

For so many years, it is rare to have such a monk with a very good earth escape technique. Why have two appeared successively in the past few years?

Or are they clearly the same person?

I was taken advantage of?

Was it used as a tool to kill Xuan Yipan?

"Ang~Ang~"

Thinking of this, Bai Yujiao became extremely irritable.

I am a majestic late-stage third-order boss, but I was deceived by a monk at the early stage of Jindan.

How can this be tolerated?

If you cheat, you cheat, and you come to mine again.

Also specially dug.

After Chen Ping confirmed that Bai Yujiao's cultivation base had not improved, he started mining again with peace of mind.

"Duang, Duang, Duang!"

Two hours later, Chen Ping looked up, and saw that Bai Yujiao was lying in an abandoned underground cave, no longer roaring loudly with Chen Ping's mining, but drooping his head, drooping his eyes, with a lovely expression. Looking at Chen Ping's every move with a pitiful look.

Chen Ping was speechless.

Such a large raw mine, with a depth of hundreds of miles, do you need so much?

What happened to me, a dignified Jindan cultivator, who dug you a few bags of raw spirit stone ore?

"Duang, Duang, Duang!"

After more than three hours, Chen Ping finished mining, glanced at the heartbroken Bai Yujiao, turned around and left.

‘The amount this time should be able to be used for another three or four years. '

'I can't come again in the future, this time Bai Yujiao thought that Xuan Yipan who stole the mine was dead, so he completely relaxed his vigilance. After this time, maybe Baiyujiao will do everything possible to find some means to cause damage to a place as deep as 100 miles. '

Chen Ping is not sure if there is such a method, but the world is so big that there are many surprises, so it is better to be cautious.

‘I hope that in three or four years, I can walk out of the Canglan Grassland. '

‘If it’s still not possible, we can only find another way for the spiritual mine. '

Back in the quiet room, after Chen Ping sorted it out, he got a storage bag of spirit stones and gave them to Xiyue.

"It's been a few years and you haven't compiled a reason yet?" Xiyue looked at the spirit stone that was poured out, and seeing that Chen Ping didn't give any explanation or explanation, she couldn't help teasing.

She was referring to the source of the raw ore of Lingshi.

Chen Ping didn't answer her directly. Seeing the manuscript of the confinement technique beside her, he asked:

"How is the master of confinement?"

"It's getting started, but it's not easy to understand. There is still a big difference between the runes and the formation patterns, so we can only take it slowly and ponder it slowly. It's a pity that your cultivation base is a little lower, and your understanding of the imprisonment technique may be more difficult. It's hard, otherwise, as a talisman master, you can try to practice a little bit." Xiyue said.

Chen Ping picked up her manuscript and looked at it, and some of her thoughts were densely noted on it.

I have to say that this cheap master is quite talented.

They have all learned the 14th rune.

That's right, to become a Nascent Soul cultivator, it is impossible to be an unknown person, and one is a genius among geniuses.

There are so many monks in the entire Western Wilderness, and there are only two Nascent Souls.

Why.

I really envy these geniuses.

In just over a year, I have learned 14 runes.

I am different.

After a year of hard work, the confinement technique has reached the second half stage of 'proficiency'.

The rune was only learned to the 21st.

Why.

Really.

"Your nameless wine?" Xiyue asked hesitantly because she didn't know what was going on in Chen Ping's heart.

Chen Ping took out a pot of ground and gave it to her, saying:

"Drink less. Every time I give you a jug of wine, you will finish it within three days. There are really not many jugs left, and it can't be brewed here."

When I first came here, there were only a dozen or so pots. After entering the Canglan Grassland, I gave her three pots directly at the beginning, and then gave her one pot every six months.

There really isn't much left now.

This master is real.

No matter how old you are, you don't have to worry about it at all.

I still need to be reminded by my apprentice.

Really are.

Be both apprentice and father.

"I know." Xiyue rolled her eyes, and then ton ton ton.

...

In the following days, Chen Ping continued to live a regular and orderly practice life.

Three years passed in a flash.

After three years, he spent most of his time in the quiet room. Occasionally (at most once a year) he went outside the village to pretend to be a small circle, and sometimes he took a walk in the village and chatted with Feng Li.

I was really bored, so I went to Xiyue's quiet room to urge Master to practice.

Over the past few years, various spells and exercises have made good progress.

During the period, the guardians of the ancient pagoda also called all Jindan together to discuss the current interpretation of the imprisonment technique. In the first two years after the end of the war, the three core members' interpretation of the imprisonment technique has progressed very well.

Regrettably, in the past two years, the progress has slowed down significantly.

The comprehension of the imprisonment technique has become more difficult.

Many monks began to become a little anxious.

Chen Ping made good progress, but due to his unique situation, he did not share all of his enlightenment. Xiyue's situation is also special, she doesn't want to reveal her Nascent Soul identity, so she also didn't share all her enlightenment.

this day.

In his spare time of practicing, Chen Ping went to the shop, and needed to get back all the animal skins of the third-tier monsters that the hall master had exchanged on his behalf.

When I arrived at the shop, I heard a group of Foundation Establishment monks discussing in a low voice:

"Why haven't I seen Senior Sui come out recently? I don't know how the interpretation of those runes is going." One person sighed.

"I heard that it went smoothly at the beginning, but the more difficult it got later, I'm afraid it didn't go well."

"You don't even need to ask? Back then, the three of Senior Sui were so high-spirited. I often saw them chatting and laughing happily in the village. Now, I haven't seen them walk out of the formation for at least a whole year. Isn't this an obvious thing?" .”

"Hey, what are you talking about for a quick fix. This time, I'm afraid it will still be a hundred years away."

"One hundred years, those Jindan seniors can wait, hey, I will already be a pile of loess by then."

"Don't think about it, even if you decipher those runes in a hundred years, you may not be able to find a way to get out of the Canglan Grassland. I will die here."

"Just give up like that?"

"Then what else can I do? Even Jindan can't do anything, what can I do when I wait for Foundation Establishment?"

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When Chen Ping walked into the shop, the discussions among the Foundation Builders stopped abruptly, and they all got up to salute immediately.

"Senior Chen." *N.

Several of them may have established the foundation because they knew that their comments on Jin Dan had been heard by Chen Ping, and they were a little embarrassed in front of Chen Ping.

Chen Ping just nodded and didn't say anything.

He could understand the helplessness of having his fate in someone else's hands.

In fact, it's not just these foundations. When they knew that the guardians of the ancient pagoda were not going well, some golden cores also fell into confusion, and even gave up on themselves, or lay down completely.

Too often, we take a stage we didn't choose, play a script we didn't choose.

In a person's life, the probability of things that can be decided by himself is no more than 5%.

95% of things cannot be decided by oneself.

No one is exempt.

We can't decide our own birth, we can't decide our IQ, we can't decide too many things.

Chen Ping is also very fortunate that he has the ability to hold his destiny in the palm of his hand.

To be honest, after the war ended, he never thought of relying on others to find a way. That might work, but it might take a hundred years, two hundred years, or three hundred years.

He can't wait.

Even if Xiyue told him that it was impossible for a monk with a low cultivation base to break free from the confinement, at most he could only fight, he was still unmoved and resolutely embarked on his own way to overcome this difficulty.

There is still no way to get rid of the imprisonment. But even so, Chen Ping never thought of giving up, never thought of completely handing over his fate to the guardian of the ancient pagoda.

In a way, this has become less about panels and more about a change of mindset.

When he was in Lianyun City, he basically pinned his fate of getting out of Lianyun City on a few big families, and in the end he did follow the Ning Mansion to walk out of Lianyun City.

But now, he no longer wants to sit still.

Now that life has really encountered such a helpless script.

There are nothing more than two choices before him, one is to give up acting, and the other is to perform the established script well.

Chen Ping chose the latter.

Even without a panel, even if the chances of it turning out are slim.

"Is Senior Chen here to fetch the animal skins?" Seeing Chen Ping coming in, the shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him.

Chen Ping said calmly:

"Yes, please take it from the shopkeeper, is everything complete?"

"It's all ready. The last piece of skin was just sent by a fellow daoist who had meat on credit before. I originally wanted to send it to Senior Chen, but I never thought that Senior would come in person. Senior Chen will come later." The shopkeeper trotted to the backstage of the shop. , and soon reappears.

A total of 26 Tier 3 monster skins were exchanged.

The reason why so many were exchanged was because 19 of them were goods obtained during the Great War.

At that time, everyone was jealous, and there were very few monsters with whole corpses.

In other words, these 19 are all incomplete.

On the contrary, when the monks went out to hunt animals later, the monster skins they obtained were relatively intact. It can be seen that they deliberately did not use too violent spells.

'With these skins, not to mention making money, the skins for personal use during the Golden Core stage are completely enough. '

After Chen Ping got the talisman skin, he didn't stay long, and went straight back to his cave.

It has been eight years since he formed a pill, and his current state is already "Entry: 99/100." '

In a few months at most, you will be able to enter the second level of Jindan.