Chapter 21 Qingfeng Diary and Strengthening Test
Time is like a wild donkey, it never stops when it starts running.
In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.
The days passed by uneventfully.
Qingfeng found that he liked writing a diary. If he didn't record something every day, he would feel like something was missing and he would feel uncomfortable all over.
It was another night, and Qingfeng once again opened his diary and wrote furiously. There was already a series of records above the writing.
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October 6, the eighth year of the Qingli period.
The eldest senior brother is indeed seriously ill. He went to Zhuilongtan to fry fish early this morning. The second senior brother, Mingyue and I are all very worried that he might have suffocated and drowned in the water. Now that our master is gone, we don’t want the eldest senior brother to leave us too.
But we couldn't persuade the eldest brother.
The second senior brother told me to keep an eye on the eldest senior brother for at most a cup of tea time, and if the eldest senior brother didn't show up, I should call him.
Several times, the eldest senior brother almost didn't come up, which scared me. Fortunately, he finally climbed up and lay on the ground like a dog with heatstroke, gasping for breath.
The eldest brother is probably sick, and his illness is not mild.
By the way, we had a fish feast tonight.
Fatty fish is really delicious.
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October 7, the eighth year of the Qingli period.
I had nothing to do today, so I watched my senior brother fry fish for fun. I don’t know why, but I felt a little bit addicted.
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October 8, the eighth year of the Qingli period.
I had nothing to do today, so I watched my senior brother frying fish for fun. It was really weird. I don’t know if it was my illusion, but my senior brother seemed to have become a little stronger.
He looks very tired. I don't know why Senior Brother did this.
Fortunately, nothing happened to the eldest brother, and today is another happy day.
Have a fish feast in the evening.
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October 9, the eighth year of the Qingli period.
Watch the eldest brother fry fish.
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October 15th, the eighth year of the Qingli period.
Qingfeng, you must work hard on your cultivation. How can you fall into such depravity? Tomorrow, you must work hard on your cultivation. Let Mingyue look after the senior brother.
Also, we had a fish feast tonight and I don’t feel like eating anymore.
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October 16, the eighth year of the Qingli period.
Watch the eldest brother fry fish.
The eldest brother’s skill in frying fish has improved now. He jumps sideways to fry the fish, and the waves splashing are very high.
I don't know why, but the aura of the eldest brother is getting stronger and stronger. Is he really practicing? This is really weird.
I had a fish feast in the evening and didn’t feel like eating.
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November 4, the eighth year of the Qingli period.
Watch the eldest brother fry fish.
The eldest brother's strength has increased again, and his fish-frying postures have become more fancy. In the past, he would be tired like a dead dog after frying fish a few times, but now he seems to have no reaction at all.
Really amazing! It seems that the senior brother did not lie to me, he is really practicing, what an outrageous method.
I had fish to eat in the evening, but it was another day when I didn’t feel like eating fish.
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November 5, the eighth year of the Qingli period.
It’s another day of watching the senior brother fry fish.
But the eldest brother seemed a little unhappy today. I asked him and he said he didn’t want to fry fish anymore.
Actually, I don’t want to recite the scriptures anymore.
I want fried fish too.
But the senior brother said that if I couldn’t control myself, I would die.
It’s really strange. How could Senior Brother grasp the situation when I couldn’t? But Senior Brother seemed to be very serious about it. He probably didn’t lie to me.
I ate fish again tonight and I threw up.
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After finishing today's diary, Qingfeng hid the booklet under his pillow, wrapped himself in a small quilt, squirmed a few times like a silkworm, found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.
He had a dream, in which he turned into a strong man like his senior brother, and he was also frying fish.
The splashes of water made many fat fishes swoon over them. Countless fat fishes circled around him, shouting, "Come and eat me, come and eat me."
He looked closely and saw that the fat fish surrounding him had turned into plates of steamed fish, boiled fish, fried fish, deep-fried fish, stir-fried fish, pickled fish, salted fish, braised fish, and stewed fish.
He was very scared.
…. ….In the backyard of Yinlong Temple, Yi Chen, wearing a dark black tight-fitting short jacket, sat in the middle of the yard drinking rice wine, his strong chest muscles lifting the front of his clothes high.
After a month of crazy hard training, his tight-fitting short coat seemed a little tight.
After a month of crazy training, Yi Chen's light curtain panel also changed.
[Name: Yi Chen]
【Lifespan: 18/97】
[Strength: 27.0, Vitality: 26.0, Spirit: 31.0, Agility: 24.0] (normal number of people is 1)
[Kung Fu: Small Pure Yang Kung, Level 6 (Features: Fitness, Fiery, Divine Power, Evil-Repelling, Toughness). Active Skill: Yang Pond Transformation (Strength increases three times, lasts for ten minutes, after which the internal energy and strength temporarily decrease to 70% of the original.)]
[Kung Fu: Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique, Level 3 (Features: Eagle Eyes, Night Vision, Yin Qi Perception.)]
[Passive skills: Painting skill lv1, Wedding hosting lv2, Funeral hosting lv3. Cooking skill lv3]
[Source point: 7] (can be obtained by stimulating the body through exercise, can improve the four-dimensional data of strength, body, precision and agility.)
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
[Crimson value: 11.] (Can be obtained through special items or by killing demons and evil spirits. Used to improve the level of skills or to deduce them.) After a month of inhuman training in which one does not treat oneself as a human, the results of the training are significant.
Yi Chen obtained a total of 9 source points, two of which he had allocated to physical strength at the very beginning. He had to allocate them early, otherwise he would not be able to hold on.
This was accomplished under the premise that his Xiao Chun Yang Gong gained the attribute of toughness after breaking through the sixth level.
After this addition, Yi Chen also tested out the role of the physical attribute, which is recovery ability, superhuman recovery ability.
Yi Chen still remembers vividly the feeling of taking a warm bath.
It's so comfortable.
It feels better than rewarding yourself.
While the source point improves the body's attributes and strengthens the body, it will also produce a warm current to repair the body's damage. It can be called a panacea for healing, which makes Yi Chen extremely surprised.
This characteristic undoubtedly gives him another great advantage in the process of fighting with others, that is, exchanging injuries.
In a head-on battle with others, if you check these two points, this feature is just like giving yourself a blood refueling pack, and you will be able to take off immediately. Not to mention that it also has the function of making the body strong. It is simply perfect.
"Using source points to increase my physical strength has given me such a big surprise. It's time to see what kind of breakthroughs strength and agility can bring me." Yi Chen picked up the wine glass in his hand, drank it all, and with a thought, he added a little source point to his strength.
A burning breath suddenly emerged from all his limbs and bones. Under the tempering of this burning breath, Yi Chen's muscle fibers, which were already as strong as steel wires, began to evolve towards a stronger direction.
If Yi Chen's muscle fibers were like steel wires before, then after being raised at the source point, they developed in the direction of high-toughness and high-strength alloys.
This made his already unparalleled explosive power even higher.
"Strength attribute, not bad!"
Yi Chen was also quite satisfied with the improvement of his strength attribute. The experiment of beating the iron-armored corpse in Qingyuan Town proved that with the cooperation of strength and Pure Yang Gong, the effect of one plus one being greater than two could be achieved.
The ghosts without the protection of Yin Qi are nothing but a pile of chickens and dogs under his tremendous force. Even if they are weakened by the protection of Yin Qi, the tremendous force still has a certain impact on them.
"More importantly." Yi Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light, revealing a cold gaze, and a thought flashed through his mind, "This powerful force may not be so effective in repairing evil spirits, but it is really useful for hitting people."
Yi Chen would naturally not forget the mastermind who had instigated the Evil Tiger Gang to come to the Taoist temple to cause trouble.
Yi Chen actually already had some guesses about the person behind the scenes.
Everything is done for the sake of profit. As long as we can determine who benefits the most after the fall of Yinlong Temple, we can basically define the scope.
Under the leadership of his master, Yinlong Temple gained great fame, but his master was a kind-hearted man. He felt sorry for the poor people and often went to kill demons and exorcise evil spirits for free or at a very low price.
How can his peers survive with such a high-roller? He has offended a lot of people.
Destroying someone's financial resources is like killing his parents.
You, Bai Yunzi, can be content with poverty, but your colleagues cannot bear it.
When one is praised by the world, he will naturally also be slandered by the world.
What's more, Bai Yunzi hated evil and was merciless in teaching some of his colleagues with bad behavior a lesson, which greatly humiliated others.
In the past, others could not defeat Bai Yunzi, so they naturally swallowed their anger. Now that Bai Yunzi has passed away, those evil spirits naturally can't help but want to get back at him.
Yi Chen even speculated maliciously that the reason why those bastards with black hearts were so quiet during this period was actually because they were afraid that his master had faked his death to trick them, waited for them to jump out, and then jumped out from some ghost place to take them on the road with him.
If you say he's dead, then he's dead. Who would believe that? We have to observe and test it out, right?
There is no reason for conspirators to go all in right away. They see everyone as old silver coins. After trying a few times, the group of people that the master has offended will naturally jump out slowly.
"Haha, Master just doesn't understand the principle that if you don't remove the roots, the grass will grow again in the spring breeze. If you want to offend people, you should either not do it or do it to the extreme. That's why you end up in this situation now."
Yi Chen picked up the jar of wine, drank the remaining rice wine in one gulp, and collected his scattered thoughts.
He is not a kind-hearted person like his master Bai Yunzi. Anyone who dares to touch him must be prepared to have his head chopped off.
Do you really think that Taoist Master Yichengzi is a good person?
If a person is not ruthless, he cannot stand firm.
Being cruel to others does not make you cruel. Being cruel to yourself is the real cruel person. It is impossible for a normal person to exploit himself as madly as Yi Chen. Relying on this cruelty, he miraculously managed to hold on many times when he felt he was about to collapse.
"Agility, give me an improvement."
Yi Chen threw the empty wine jar into the corner of the yard, and with a thought, he added a little source point to his agility.
A cool breath suddenly appeared in his legs and gradually spread to his whole body, and a new round of strengthening began.
A few seconds later, Yi Chen suddenly stood up from the vermilion wooden chair, his figure flashed, and he stood still beside the wall.
Yi Chen smiled, and he was very happy. His big white teeth reflected the moonlight.
He stretched out his left hand and clenched it towards the moon, as if he wanted to catch the moonlight in his palm, or as if he wanted to control his own destiny.
(End of this chapter)