Chapter 103: Carefree Travel Great Perfection

"Hiss..."

A series of gasps came from the bed.

Luo Chen felt the cool, numb, and itchy feeling in his body, and only felt quite comfortable.

Just now, he poured a drop of the Supplementing and Moisturizing Meridian Liquid given by Mi Shuhua and drank it with a bowl of water.

Don’t say, the effect is really quite good.

Under the blessing of the Spirit Eye Technique, he could vaguely detect the repair of the meridians deep in his body.

The speed is not fast, but it wins in being safe.

"I don’t know how many spirit stones such a bottle of spiritual medicine needs?"

Luo Chen sighed and put away the medicine bottle.

One drop a day, too much is as bad as too little.

It has to be said that the higher the realm, the more various auxiliary cultivation spiritual medicines are needed.

Like in the Qi Refining period, there is no need for many spiritual medicines; a bottle of Qi-Nurturing Pills is enough to surpass most elixirs.

On the contrary, Foundation Establishment cultivators who have laid the foundation of the Great Dao are all polishing themselves as much as possible in order to break through to Golden Core.

Even for small places like meridians and acupoints, there are special spiritual medicines.

"I can enjoy these now, it’s really thanks to Mi Shuhua."

Sighing, Luo Chen began to plan the cultivation courses for the next month.

First of all, it is best not to cultivate the *Everlasting Scripture* in the short term.

Otherwise, every time he absorbs external spiritual energy into his body, it is a setback to the meridians.

Other elixirs should still be able to be taken, but only in small amounts.

Luo Chen currently has Qi-Nurturing Pills sold by the Spirit Medicine Pavilion and Jade Marrow Pills refined by himself.

With his advancement to the seventh level of Qi Refining, the effect of the former’s medicinal power is far less than before.

It seems that the legendary drug resistance has appeared.

"Calculate carefully, I haven't taken more than fifty bottles of Qi-Nurturing Pills, just a few hundred pills, and drug resistance appeared."

"So the legend that a thousand bottles of Qi-Nurturing Pills can forge a Qi Refining Great Perfection is false."

"Of course, it also has to do with the fact that I haven't stopped taking them. If used at intervals, perhaps drug resistance wouldn't appear so early?"

The medicinal power of Qi-Nurturing Pills is not as good as before, and mid-grade Jade Marrow Pills only have half the medicinal power.

But drug resistance hasn't appeared yet, so it’s okay to eat it occasionally.

However, Jade Marrow Pills have sequelae; taking too much will lead to dantian jade-ification, which must be kept in mind.

In this way, the cultivation speed for this month will definitely not go up.

But Luo Chen’s *Everlasting Scripture* has reached the Master level, with the effect of automatic qi recovery.

It is possible to invest energy into spells.

Click on the attribute panel.

[Lifespan: 27/75]

[Spirit Root: Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth]

[Cultivation Base: Qi Refining Stage 7: 1/100]

[Cultivation Method: Everlasting Scripture Master: 927/1000]

[Spells: Great Perfection Fireball Technique, Wind-Riding Technique Master 670/1000, Traction Technique Master 800/1000, Entanglement Technique Master 510/1000, Spirit Eye Technique Master 521/1000, Cleaning Technique Perfect 350/500, Breath-Restraining Spirit Technique Perfect 312/500, Healing Technique Proficient 115/200.]

[Elixir Technique: Jade-Folding Hand Entry 97/100, Plain Heart Hand 13/100]

[Martial Arts: Carefree Travel Master 901/1000, Mountain-Opening Tablet-Breaking Palm Perfect 350/500, Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers Entry 81/100]

[Skills: Tier 1 Alchemist: Grain Grain Bigu Powder Great Perfection, Myriad Wonders Pill Master 610/1000, Jade Marrow Pill Proficient 240/300]

[Achievement Points: 24 points]

It hasn't been fully expanded for a long time, but this time the attribute panel has changed slightly.

Secular martial arts like *Carefree Travel* are listed separately as "Martial Arts".

This is not too strange; after all, these martial arts don't improve his combat power much, mainly providing achievement points.

There is also an extra column [Elixir Technique], which I think is related to his painstaking study of *Green Origin Elixir Analysis*.

"Unknowingly, achievement points have accumulated to 24 points again; perhaps they can be used to try to enter a broken elixir recipe?"

Luo Chen thought of another elixir recipe given to him by Mi Shuhua, the Tongyou Pill.

That thing, after taking it, seems to be able to improve the foundation of the divine soul?

But after thinking about it carefully, Luo Chen still decided to put it down first.

After all, the main materials of the Tongyou Pill are a bit peculiar; if purchased in large quantities, it will inevitably attract other people’s attention.

Let’s save these achievement points first!

Without consolidating his position, he still has to be careful when doing things on weekdays.

Luo Chen’s gaze fell on those spells and martial arts that were on the verge of upgrading.

Especially the Breath-Restraining Spirit Technique!

"This month’s time will be spent on practicing these spells!"

"If they are all upgraded, it will be of great benefit to both my combat power improvement and the accumulation of achievement points."

On this day, behind Slanting Moon Valley.

Not deep into the primeval forest of the Howling Moon Mountain Range, just in an open space nearby.

A figure was constantly going back and forth in the sky.

Sometimes turning and moving, sometimes leaping several feet like an arrow from the string.

The energy was inexhaustible, and just as he was about to land like a falling leaf, new strength rose again, and he flew straight up with the wind.

Suddenly, the figure floated in mid-air, his eyes revealing a thoughtful look.

This set of secular light martial arts, *Carefree Travel*, finally reached Great Perfection after half a month of diligent practice.

And the improvement brought by the Great Perfection *Carefree Travel* is that it can perform internal qi circulation.

In other words, even when the energy is exhausted, it can generate several strands of blood and qi, allowing him to fly in the world again.

If secular light martial arts are the standard, then *Carefree Travel* has undoubtedly reached the realm of perfection.

It can allow mortals to fly for a short time.

However, with the premise of spells like the *Wind-Riding Technique*, this very awesome effect seems dispensable.

"It’s a pity for the expectation."

Shaking his head, Luo Chen smiled freely.

"However, in the case of spiritual power exhaustion, this light martial art can have an unexpected effect."

"And, it gave me an achievement point."

Thinking this way, he didn't feel too much loss.

And *Carefree Travel* Great Perfection also increased the speed of his *Wind-Riding Technique* by 30%.

Now his flying speed has completely exceeded that of late-stage Qi Refining cultivators driving magic tools to fly.

The small-scale shifting and maneuvering were even more full of extreme changes, truly giving a sense of being carefree and at ease, roaming the void.

If the *Wind-Riding Technique* also reaches Great Perfection, and the two are combined, I am afraid the power will be even more outstanding.

Not to mention anything else, Luo Chen is about to max out the skill of running away.

On the way back, he no longer used *Carefree Travel*, but used all *Wind-Riding Technique* to fly.

Proficiency is brushed up in such habits on weekdays.

Before long, he flew back to Slanting Moon Valley.

Just landed, he was called by Murong Qinglian.

"Here, this was sent by the Gang Master, see if it fits?"

Looking at the pure white, furry big coat without any miscellaneous colors in the sister-in-law’s hand, Luo Chen was a little surprised.

"Does the gang also issue clothes?"

While saying this, he put on the big coat.

Murong Qinglian watched from the side, her eyes revealing a touch of amazement.

What a skin!

A handsome young master, elegant and handsome.

Perhaps because he was injured, recently focused on practicing spells, and addicted to alchemy, his temperament was less vulgar and more quiet and inactive.

Looking at the whole thing, he is both like a noble

"You suffered internal injuries from your breakthrough, and you usually can't handle the cold, so the Sect Master had someone send over this demon fox coat."

"Our climate here is mild, and winter arrives slower than in other places, but it won't be long before the heavy snow seals the mountains and it gets very cold."

"With this coat made of demon fox fur, you won't need to constantly expend spiritual power to maintain your body temperature."

Listening to Murong Qinglian's chattering, Luo Chen also felt quite warm.

Not just in his heart, but on his body as well.

"The stitching is quite good! It's sewn so densely that I didn't even notice it at first glance. The material is also good; if a formation could be inscribed on it, I feel it wouldn't be inferior to a low-grade magic robe."

Luo Chen commented, taking the opportunity to give a thumbs-up to Mi Shuhua, who was not present.

The old man was thoughtful!

Murong Qinglian smiled slightly: "The sect has been planning to start this business recently, utilizing the loose animal skins brought back by the combat halls during their hunts to sew coats; in winter, it will be a source of spirit stone income, more or less."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, because of this business, my Medicine Hall and the Beast Hall have been arguing incessantly."

Murong Qinglian glanced at the female cultivators in the valley and sighed: "There are mostly female cultivators in the Medicine Hall, and there aren't as many medicinal herbs in winter, so we have to find them some work that brings in income!"

"This coat of yours was actually sewn by the female cultivators of our Medicine Hall, though the fur was a complete demon fox pelt provided by the Sect Master."

Luo Chen fell silent for a moment.

He had also experienced the winter at Dahefang back then, and those days were indeed hard to endure.

With heavy snow sealing the mountains, whether it was going into the mountains to hunt or gathering herbs and mining, everything was countless times more difficult.

Many loose cultivators simply couldn't survive such a winter, either stopping their cultivation or leaving their homes to make a living in other warmer markets.

How did he survive the winter back then?

The answer was: by rotting away!

He just relied on the Grain Bigu Powder he refined to scrape by day after day; there was no point in even talking about cultivation.

Thinking of those days, Luo Chen felt the warmth brought by the coat on his body and thought for a moment before saying:

"Sister-in-law, go ahead and fight for it; my Alchemy Hall will definitely support you. I will also communicate with Fellow Daoist Zeng Wen and Brother Wang Yuan about it."

"Then thank you so much; in the future, if you need to wash this coat, you can also leave it to the female cultivators of the Medicine Hall."

Murong Qinglian was all smiles; this was the answer she wanted to hear.

After chatting a bit more and setting the date to return to the courtyard for the birthday banquet at the end of the month, Luo Chen hurried back to the Alchemy Hall.

Every day at this time, he would return to the Alchemy Hall to be responsible for the afternoon's pill refining work.

The Jade Marrow Pills were all done in the morning, while the afternoon was mainly for refining Zhongmiao Pills and a small amount of Grain Bigu Pills.

He still held the pill recipe and the secrets for the former, the Zhongmiao Pills.

But for the latter, he had already taught everything away.

There was no need for him to fully master such low-profit tasks.

Instead, stepping away from these trivial matters would give him a lot of free time.

"Mili, you are responsible for the large alchemy room today!"

"Tang Quan, you are responsible for the small alchemy room!"

"Everyone else, cooperate fully; I want to see how much you have improved during this period!"

At his command, the young cultivators all became busy.

Luo Chen stood outside, his gaze falling on another abandoned alchemy room, frowning incessantly.

"Leaving an alchemy room empty is truly a waste."

"Not only does it limit my proficiency grinding, but it also leads to a decrease in pill output, and I have a share in those!"

"No, I must have Mi Shuhua buy a new alchemy furnace!"

Having not "fleeced the sheep" for a long time, after putting on new clothes today, that heart of his became restless again.

For a moment, Luo Chen's hands were itching uncontrollably.

……

……

A small courtyard, a vast world.

In the usually cold and lonely alley in the north of the city, things had become lively starting from the afternoon.

People came and went, and various things were moved in from time to time.

Occasionally, residents would stop those entering and leaving to ask, only to receive news that someone was having a birthday.

They didn't know who exactly, and those lackeys from the Poshan Gang didn't say either.

However, when they left, they were all holding a large bamboo tube filled with freshly popped popcorn.

This was good stuff; it usually sold for one spirit stone a bucket at the Baishi Plaza.

Our Hall Master is truly generous.

One bucket for everyone who came to help!

When Zeng Wen brought his nephew Tang Quan and finally found the courtyard entrance after many turns, it was nearly dusk.

"The Hall Master must earn quite a few spirit stones, so why does he live in such a remote place?"

Tang Quan looked around curiously; if someone unfamiliar came, they really wouldn't be able to find the way.

Zeng Wen slapped him: "You brat, you don't know how lucky you are. Fellow Daoist Luo was a loose cultivator before; it's already very good that he has this place to stay."

After saying that, he stared at Tang Quan: "Did you bring the gift I told you to?"

Tang Quan said aggrievedly: "I brought it, that incense burner is still in good condition, but didn't the Hall Master say that we don't need to bring gifts when visiting?"

"Hey, you brat really don't understand the ways of the world!" Zeng Wen taught him, feeling frustrated that he wouldn't improve: "I didn't ask you to bring a very expensive gift, just a small thing to show your heart and pull the relationship closer. You'll still be working under him in the future; maybe he'll give you a few more pointers on alchemy."

While the two were talking, a young girl holding a large wine gourd looked at them curiously from the side.

Zeng Wen's eyes lit up; what a pretty little beauty!

Unexpectedly, the girl bowed to him gently and softly: "You must be Uncle Zeng Wen, right? My late father often mentioned you when he was alive."

Late father?

When he was alive?

Looking at the familiar oval face of the young girl, Zeng Wen couldn't help but ask: "Who is your father?"

"My father is Yuan Wuxiang, who also used to cultivate in the Poshan Gang; he had a nickname called the Leaping Stream Tiger."

Zeng Wen put away his previous lecherous gaze, coughed, and became dignified and solemn.

"It's little Yue, is it? My relationship with your father was indeed passable. However, if he often mentioned me, I'm afraid he was scolding me behind my back!"

Yuan Xiaoyue chuckled, and because she was holding the large gourd, she didn't hide her smile.

The large gourd was clearly visible, and Zeng Wen asked curiously: "What is this?"

"A birthday gift my grandfather asked me to give to Brother Luo Chen—fifty-year-old Yellow Pear Wine. My father loved this vintage the most when he was alive, saying that the heavy snow pressed down on the borders that year, the yellow pears were full of water, and the wine brewed was more mellow than other years."

"That brat Luo Chen has a good appetite."

Zeng Wen looked at the large gourd with envy, then turned around and slapped Tang Quan again.

"See that? Even a little girl knows to bring a gift when visiting, and you still need me to teach you!"

Tang Quan was aggrieved; other people have a grandfather to teach them!

Of course, Zeng Wen, this uncle, had no airs of a father's generation; what he did have were the airs of a grandfather's generation.

As the three talked and laughed, they stepped into the courtyard.

As soon as they entered, a warm and lively feeling rushed towards them.

They saw a huge table set up in the courtyard, filled with sumptuous delicacies.

There were also three copper pots set up at the front, middle, and back of the table.

Under the small copper pots were stoves burning charcoal, and most of the warmth in the courtyard came from this.

Before Zeng Wen could find any acquaintances, Tang Quan ran over.

"Old Qu, why are you here? Is this your grandson?"

Qu Hancheng said with a smile: "The Hall Master learned that my injuries had healed, so he let me come over for a simple meal."

After saying that, he pulled out the half-grown child behind him.

"Lingjun, greet your Uncle Tang Quan."

The half-grown child opened his rolling eyes, looked at Tang Quan curiously, and whispered: "Hello, Uncle Tang Quan!"

Tang Quan was amused: "It won't do for a child to be so shy; come, Uncle will take you to play!"

Seeing Tang Quan holding his little grandson and flying around, the child was so scared that he wailed loudly.

Qu Hancheng, on the contrary, showed a smile.

He was incompetent, and the son he gave birth to had no spiritual roots.

Fortunately, his son and daughter-in-law were diligent and had three cubs, and finally, Qu Lingjun had spiritual roots.

Although it was still the four spiritual roots that large sects looked down upon, it was at least a foundation for cultivation.

Now, letting him get to know these Qi Refining cultivators a bit more would make his future path smoother.

Speaking of which, he had to thank Hall Master Luo Chen for giving him this opportunity.

His gaze fell on the few female cultivators whispering in the courtyard, Zeng Wen who was showing off in front of Murong Qinglian and then being beaten up by Qin Liangchen, and the young male cultivator sitting on the threshold with a cold expression.

These were basically great cultivators of the late Qi Refining stage!

Unknowingly, Hall Master Luo Chen's private circle already had such strength.

Well, he couldn't stay idle either; he had to help out more. He wasn't here to eat for free today!

……

Inside the house, Luo Chen, who was simmering the soup base, looked helplessly at the gifts being sent in again.

"I already said, just come empty-handed; today is mainly to gather with everyone and have a good meal."

Zeng Wen, while rubbing the large bump on his head, stuffed a book into Luo Chen's arms.

"Take it or leave it; it's just that I'm afraid this thing will corrupt Tang Quan, otherwise I wouldn't want to give it to you."

Luo Chen was stunned, and upon seeing a corner of the book, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"What do you take me for? I'm not that kind of..."

"Alright, alright, I know you're not that kind of person; I won't give it to you next time."

Zeng Wen waved his hand and went out, clearly not believing Luo Chen's words.

In his view, Fellow Daoist Luo was a kindred spirit!

Luo Chen quietly put the enlightenment reading material into his storage bag.

This kind of thing must be thoroughly criticized when the night is quiet!

Speaking of which, even though he had already given the word, the guests who came today all brought some gifts, more or less.

They weren't particularly precious, but they all carried a bit of heart.

Yuan Xiaoyue's fifty-year-old Yellow Pear Wine, Tang Quan's incense burner, Bai Meiling's pot of exotic flowers, Feng Xia's handful of seeds, and Duan Feng's little secret for maintaining magic tools.

Brother Wang Yuan also came over just now, bringing Luo Chen a bottle of specialty pills from Taishanfang—Golden Jade Liquid.

It is said that applying it regularly is very good for body refining.

Brother Qin and his wife also gave him a folding fan; although it was only a low-grade magic tool, its appearance was excellent!

Luo Chen had complained about giving a fan when winter was approaching, but after learning from the sister-in-law that it was personally selected by Brother Qin, he couldn't say anything.

During those days of sparring every day at the Trial Palace, he had casually mentioned a few things, like the cultivation style of flying with a sword, wearing white clothes, and holding a folding fan.

He didn't expect Brother Qin to have kept it in mind.

Only Gu Caiyi, under Luo Chen's instructions, did not give him any gifts.

After all, they were so familiar with each other that giving gifts felt strange and distant.

Keeping these small gifts in mind one by one, Luo Chen's movements in simmering the soup base became even more vigorous.

This was the first birthday he had officially organized since his transmigration, proving that he had finally completely settled down in this strange world.

He had to make sure everyone was full and satisfied!

……

Several moonstones were placed around the courtyard, which, combined with the bright moonlight, illuminated the courtyard as bright as day.

Steaming hot soup pots, a dozen stir-fried dishes with great color, aroma, and taste, and several cold dishes.

In addition, the fairy beans and popcorn stir-fried by Luo Chen were also placed in various corners.

A total of twelve people sat around a full, large table.

Fine wine was poured, and they drank to the dregs.

Under the hospitality of the two old hands, Luo Chen and Zeng Wen, the atmosphere immediately picked up.

Everyone chatted about various strange tales inside and outside Dahefang, and even Wang Yuan, who was usually taciturn, told an interesting story about Taishanfang.

It was said that a young man from a local cultivation family had joined a Core Formation sect in the Yuding Domain.

He accidentally wandered into the sect's secret grounds and caught a glimpse of the Sect Master's daughter bathing; he thought he was going to rise to prominence from then on, and the family had even prepared the betrothal gifts.

As a result, the Sect Master's daughter was unwilling and even invited an Elder to wipe out that family.

It was originally a tragic event of a broken home, but because it contained some erotic elements and was told by Wang Yuan, it was inexplicably a bit funny.

Halfway through the drinking, Zeng Wen felt it wasn't lively enough and simply took the lead in playing drinking games.

Others didn't show any weakness, and Duan Feng, who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, even showed off a little.

When it came to Luo Chen, he was stuck.

"I don't know how!"

"Didn't I transmigrate to cultivate immortality? Why do I have to do literary plagiarism?"

Having no choice, he took a big drink.

Seeing his embarrassment, Gu Caiyi took over the conversation and said she would perform a dance for everyone.

Everyone cheered!

Gu Caiyi was not coy; she winked at Luo Chen, then her sleeves fluttered, and she leaped into the air above the courtyard.

The Stunning Dance that had amazed everyone on the Dao Discussion Platform back then reappeared in the world.

Luo Chen watched, mesmerized; he understood the meaning of that glance—this dance was his birthday gift.

When he first moved into the courtyard, he had said he wanted to see her dance in private, but he had never seen it.

Now he had finally gotten his wish, although others were watching too.

Beside him, Zeng Wen exclaimed what a pity it was, saying that there was no such dance in the Tianxiang Pavilion anymore.

"Having been in the sect for a long time, this dance skill has become rusty."

After landing, Gu Caiyi smiled reservedly, but the applause clearly disagreed with her humble words.

Zeng Wen wanted to restart the drinking games, but everyone was tired of it and suggested changing to a different way to play.

This didn't stump Zeng Wen, who had been roaming the romantic scenes for years; he turned around and took out a small pot and a handful of arrows.

"Let's play pitch-pot!"

"What's fun about such a trick? It can't stump us cultivators."

"No, no, no, you underestimate pitch-pot." Zeng Wen spoke with reason: "Foundation Establishment cultivators cannot use spiritual sense, and Qi Refining cultivators cannot use spiritual power when playing pitch-pot."

"And this small pot is actually a mid-grade defensive magic tool with an internal formation. If your eyesight isn't good and your strength isn't enough, you won't be able to pitch it in!"

Once he said that, everyone became interested.

They all picked up arrows and threw them inside.

Those who lost had to drink.

Of course, after Wang Yuan casually showed off his skills, he was banned from participating in this game.

A body cultivator playing pitch-pot was cheating!

In such a happy atmosphere, someone said:

"It's snowing!"

Everyone stopped playing pitch-pot, stopped talking to each other, and looked up at the sky.

Under the night sky, crystalline hexagonal snowflakes drifted down.

"I wonder how many loose cultivators will die in Dahefang this year."

"Sigh, let fate decide!"