Zhou Chen hid in an underground cave and practiced for three days. His cultivation reached the ninth level of Qi Refining and his soul strength reached the fifth level of Foundation Establishment.
Zhou Chen's progress in practicing "Tai Chi Creation Art" was slow, but it did not hinder the improvement of the strength of his soul.
Directly related to the strength of the soul is the "Dao Heart Demon Seed", and the speed of cultivation is not slow.
However, in order to prevent the gap between the strength of his soul and his physical body from widening too much, Zhou Chen tried his best to condense his soul so that his soul would be stronger than that of cultivators at the same level.
Doing so is beneficial, as it lays a solid foundation and allows you to go further in the future.
In ancient times, the chosen ones of the great orthodox sects all did this. Unless they could no longer suppress it, they would never break through the realm.
Make yourself invincible in the same realm.
In the memory inheritance of ancient Qi-refining masters, it is recorded that there was a favored son of a certain great sect who, in the same realm, could fight against a hundred people alone and killed the hundred people directly into fear!
Those gifted ones probably started practicing from the womb.
It is estimated that his parents started taking various treasures from heaven and earth when he was still an embryo to improve the embryo's qualifications.
Zhou Chen is self-aware.
If an amateur cultivator who has only been practicing for a few months can defeat a hundred people of the same realm, there are only two possibilities.
Either Zhou Chen has actually been possessed by someone else, and the possessor is controlling his body.
Or maybe Zhou Chen is actually the reincarnation of a powerful immortal cultivator, who unlocked his main account in a life-and-death crisis.
Zhou Chen doesn’t have the fate of being the protagonist, and he doesn’t want to develop the character of a protagonist.
Therefore, even when facing an opponent who is weaker than himself, Zhou Chen will try to fight in a cowardly manner.
As I said, why waste time when you can hide away, why fight alone when you can fight in a group.
Zhou Chen stood up, his joints cracking continuously because he had been sitting for too long.
Zhou Chen felt a little emotional. When he was practicing, he didn't feel the passage of time at all.
I took out my phone and checked it. There was no signal, but the calendar showed that three days had passed.
Zhou Chen pondered for a moment, and the precious clothes on his body began to shine.
According to what Zhou Chen had imagined, he began to change his appearance, forming a set of clothing in the style of a casual cultivator in the Shennong Spiritual Realm.
But the most important point is that the monks in the Shennong spiritual world basically have long hair.
Or they have no hair, rarely short hair or a buzz cut.
Zhou Chen pondered for a moment, then simply controlled the flying sword and shaved off all his hair.
Then he pinched his face again, and the bones in his body made strange noises.
He also let the soul-eating queen plague his bald head.
In the end, Zhou Chen's image turned into a short bald monk about 1.6 meters tall, with two pus-oozing wounds on his head, giving people an extremely sinister and difficult-to-touch image.
Zhou Chen took out a mirror from his storage ring and looked at himself: "Tsk tsk, I'm even scared of myself."
After completing the disguise, Zhou Chen slowly used the earth escape technique to leave the underground cave.
He hid in the earth for a few kilometers before flying out of the earth and flying towards a nearby large city on his sword.
Along the way, Zhou Chen saw many villages.
The people in these villages, like the village we encountered before, all planted magical herbs on their bodies, as if it had become the norm.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay."
A spiritual fluctuation came from a nearby village.
Zhou Chen did not stop, but flew forward on his own, pretending not to hear.
In the world of cultivating immortals, when you hear the words "Daoyou, please stay", it is best not to stay.
These are all the experiences passed down by the ancient Qi-refining master.
A blue sword light rose from the village and headed straight for Zhou Chen.
"Fifth level of foundation building... can kill!" Zhou Chen's eyes were fierce, and he said with a wicked smile: "Daoyou are quite healthy, your body is quite satisfactory to me."
Seeing Zhou Chen's appearance and these words that made his hair stand on end, the foundation-building cultivator who was flying on a sword paused.
He clasped his fists while maintaining a safe distance. "Fellow Daoist, please do not misunderstand me. This place is within the sphere of influence of our Qingxuan Sect. I would like to ask what brings you here?"
Zhou Chen laughed, "Your Qingxuan Sect's sphere of influence? That really makes me laugh. When did your Qingxuan Sect's territory become so vast?"
"Fellow Daoist, you've chosen the wrong person with your words of probing. I'm not some ant from the outside world. How about we have a discussion and learn the truth about my identity?"
If Zhou Chen had not absorbed Jiang Ming's memory, he would have really fallen into his trap.
The questions asked by this foundation-building cultivator from the Qingxuan Sect were to test Zhou Chen's identity.
If it was a cultivator from outside the domain, he would definitely not notice the trap in the cultivator's words.
The village here does belong to the Qingxuan Sect, but if you say that this is the Qingxuan Sect's sphere of influence and other cultivators cannot pass through here, then the Qingxuan Sect is probably not far from being wiped out.
The Foundation Establishment cultivator narrowed his eyes and clasped his fists again: "Haha, I misunderstood, I misunderstood. Please do as you please, fellow Daoist."
Zhou Chen didn't leave. "Fellow Daoist, you stopped me for no reason. Don't you have any intention? Let's have a fight. My darlings are really greedy for your body."
There was a dangerous glint in Zhou Chen's eyes. He raised his hand and rubbed the pus-oozing boil on his head, as if there was some living creature inside the boil.
Upon seeing this, the foundation-building cultivator from the Qingxuan Sect suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
With the keen perception of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he could feel that there were indeed some living creatures in the poisonous sore on Zhou Chen's head.
A very perverted evil cultivator.
This is what this foundation-building cultivator thinks of Zhou Chen.
Such a person, even if he is really a cultivator from outside the domain, is definitely not someone he can afford to offend.
He smiled awkwardly, "I'm here to apologize. These past few days, humans from outside the region have stolen many of the spiritual medicines cultivated by my Qingxuan Sect. I'm here to guard this area under the orders of the Qingxuan Sect's Grand Elder."
These words were meant to show weakness to Zhou Chen.
Secondly, he was threatening Zhou Chen not to act rashly, as he had the Supreme Elder behind him.
Zhou Chen licked his lips and looked at the foundation-building cultivator with greedy eyes, as if he was making a choice.
Half a minute later, Zhou Chen put enough pressure on the opponent before turning around and continuing to fly forward.
"Huh~" The foundation-building cultivator breathed a sigh of relief. The image Zhou Chen gave him was too evil.
People like this are the hardest to deal with.
The more wrong someone looks, the more unexpected their methods are, and if you are not careful, your life may be in danger.
The man returned to the village where he started.
In the village, three people wearing modern clothes were buried in the soil, and a magical medicine was planted on each of their heads.
The elixir madly absorbed the vitality from their bodies without considering long-term cultivation.
It won’t be long before the brain marrow, bone marrow, blood, etc. will be completely devoured by the roots of the elixir.
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