Chapter 51
"Robbery cultivator," a term that sounds very high-end.
In reality, they do low-class things.
It is nothing more than a term for cultivators who block the road to rob and kill to seize treasures.
Luo Chen doesn't like robbery cultivators at all, although he has done one or two jobs, but those were for self-protection.
He prefers to be a "homebody cultivator" who stays at home and develops steadily.
The changes in Dahefang seem to have no effect on the homebody cultivator Luo Chen.
He still stays at home every day to refine elixirs, serve Qi, and study spells.
On the contrary, the return of his neighbors, the Qin Liangchen couple, has had a huge impact on his life.
It's a good impact.
Perhaps because of the need to participate in the death duel, Qin Liangchen has often gone to the Poshan Gang headquarters during this period to practice magic tools and enhance his strength.
When he comes back every day, he is mostly exhausted.
And when he sees Luo Chen practicing the Traction Art and Wind-Riding Art in the courtyard, he always gives a few pointers without hesitation.
All along, Luo Chen's practice of spells has been purely grinding proficiency.
It belongs to the state of knowing that it is so, but not knowing why it is so.
The spell secret manuals bought from Wang Yuan also had no annotations from experts, purely copied, and even the fonts were crooked, making people doubt whether the transcriber had ever studied well.
This state will only change after the proficiency level is promoted to a higher level.
However, under the guidance of Qin Liangchen, a ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator, he is often able to have some insights, and then when he performs the spell again, it is as if the joints have been opened, and he has reached a higher level.
It is also under this situation that the proficiency of Luo Chen's spells has risen particularly fast.
In just a few days, the Wind-Riding Art, which had only just been introduced, was promoted to the proficient level.
Qin Liangchen praised him for his intelligence, but Luo Chen felt that having a teacher's guidance and practicing alone were truly worlds apart.
It turns out that proficiency doesn't just grow by grinding.
The guidance of an expert will allow him to gain more.
Now that half a month has passed, he already possesses the master-level Xiaoyaoyou movement technique and the proficient-level Wind-Riding Art.
The two complement each other, like adding wings to a tiger.
Luo Chen's short-distance straight-line flight speed is already completely not inferior to late-stage Qi Refining cultivators.
If he controls a flying magic tool like the Lotus Flying Disc, then even they can't catch up with his exhaust.
And his ability to move and shift in mid-air is even better!
Qin Liangchen took time to spar with him.
In the case of only using magic tools, if he couldn't succeed with a thunderous strike, the subsequent pursuit couldn't hit Luo Chen at all.
It's just too "oily"!
Like the swimming fish in the water, the cunning rabbit on the land, and the flying eagle in the sky, he can't be grasped at all.
After sparring, Qin Liangchen even joked: "If it weren't for the fact that your realm is too low and you don't have any powerful attack methods, I would have had Old Man Mi invite you to participate in the battle no matter what."
Powerful attack methods?
Luo Chen has them!
Soul-Breaking Nails, Jade Blade, plus the Flying Fire and Flowing Fire killer move derived from the master-level Fireball Art.
Luo Chen is confident that if this set of combination punches is thrown, those at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining are definitely not his opponents.
If there are late-stage Qi Refining cultivators without good defensive magic tools, he also dares to fight.
Of course, he wouldn't boast about these things to Qin Liangchen.
Just kidding, the eighteen death duels are all participated in by ninth-level Qi Refining cultivators.
Who doesn't have some strange encounters? Some hidden trump cards?
I'm afraid that at that time, the magic tools flying on the field will all be top-grade at the very least.
Going up there himself, isn't that asking for trouble?
Isn't it good to honestly refine elixirs to earn spirit stones, and then buy elixirs to cultivate?
We homebody cultivators, the main thing is to be free from disputes and have a peaceful life!
Early morning!
Luo Chen put a pile of jade bottles into his storage bag and prepared to go out.
Today is the day of the monthly big market, even if some raw materials haven't been consumed yet, he can't miss this opportunity to do business.
When he arrived at the door, he happened to see his neighbor Murong Qinglian building a stove in the courtyard.
She was burning Green Steel Wood!
This thing contains grease, and ordinary earthen stoves really can't handle burning it.
Luo Chen also burns Green Steel Wood in a fire pit installed with heat-insulating bricks, which is special firewood for alchemy.
Seeing this scene, he was very surprised, "Sister-in-law, what delicious food are you going to make?"
Murong Qinglian clapped the dust off her hands, lifted her hair, and smiled: "Your Brother Qin is about to participate in the death duel, so I bought two catties of Blood Fiend Tiger bones that can increase Qi and blood, and I'm preparing to stew a pot to nourish him well."
Blood Fiend Tiger, a second-order monster beast!
The bones of this thing can indeed significantly increase a cultivator's Qi and blood.
Especially for body refiners, it can be called a divine medicine!
Since she said so, Luo Chen also understood why she didn't boil this pot of soup in the kitchen.
Second-order spirit materials really can't be refined in a short time by ordinary earthen stoves and mortal fire.
Seeing Murong Qinglian's gentle and obedient smile, Luo Chen asked hesitantly: "Sister-in-law, haven't you tried to persuade Brother Qin not to participate in that death duel?"
"Can't persuade him."
"Uh"
"Not only does Gang Leader Mi have grace for him, but he has always been very good to him. Now that Gang Leader Mi is in trouble, and he happens to be able to help, he can't just turn a blind eye."
"Then aren't you worried?"
Murong Qinglian showed a look of sorrow and bitterness that she had never shown in the past few days.
"Worried? How could I not be worried. But he has such a personality, once he decides on something, even nine cows can't pull him back."
"All I can do is support him silently and believe firmly that he will win."
Hearing these words, Luo Chen was silent.
Until he left the courtyard, passed through the complex and deep alleys, and came to the bustling street, he still couldn't recover for a long time.
In the cultivation world where people deceive each other and fight to the death, is there such a heart-trembling love?
Will I, Luo Chen, meet a woman who supports me like this in this life?
No answer.
Luo Chen doesn't want to delve into it either.
When he came back to his senses, looking at the people coming and going on the street, he was still a little confused.
"Did I get up late?"
"No!"
"Why are there so many people when the sky isn't even bright yet."
When he arrived at the loose cultivator market in the south of the city, on the bluestone stall, an old man and a young girl were busy.
Seeing that young girl, Luo Chen couldn't help but speak.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, is this your granddaughter?"
Old Daoist Chen is not a loner, Luo Chen has always known this.
He got married in the secular world in his early years, and later after his wife died, he brought his son to Dahefang to make a living.
Later, his son found a wife and gave birth to a daughter.
But during a hunt for monster beasts in the mountains, both died tragically.
Since then, Old Daoist Chen has been struggling to survive with his granddaughter.
Over the years, Old Daoist Chen has been stingy, and has taken half a spirit stone very seriously.
All for the sake of saving a large sum of money to send his granddaughter to the sect.
Because of his granddaughter, he has scruples in everything he does. Last time the gangs in the outer city fought, he also gritted his teeth and moved to the inner city to live, just for fear that his granddaughter would have some accident in the outer city.
Hearing Luo Chen's question, before Old Daoist Chen could speak, the bright-eyed and white-toothed girl smiled.
"It's Brother Luo Chen, right!"
"I am Shuyi, Grandpa often mentions you, saying that you owe him fifty spirit stones and haven't paid them back."
Originally, hearing the sweet "Brother Luo Chen" in front, Luo Chen was very happy.
But the sentence behind made him a little embarrassed.
"If I earn spirit stones, I will definitely pay them back, definitely!"
Beside him, Old Daoist Chen was so angry that his beard was blowing and his eyes were wide.
"The ghost believes you!"
Luo Chen chuckled and didn't refute.
He can really take out the fifty spirit stones he owes Old Daoist Chen at any time now.
He didn't pay them back before, just because he still retained the habit of expanding production, striving to buy enough raw materials every time to brush proficiency.
Today, when he met the man's granddaughter mentioning this, even with his thick skin, he couldn't take it.
He planned to pay off this spirit stone loan after dealing with the elixirs in his hand later.
End of Chapter
