Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

Chapter 67 I can do it if I come (please read it!)
"Oh, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Yi Qianchi became somewhat interested.

"Of course, I don't ask for nothing about matters above the realm. If Yi Yuanwai is willing to answer, this tiger skin will be used as a thank you gift."

Chen Mo untied the package behind him and took out the tiger skin.

"Chen Langjun has encountered a bottleneck?"

Yi Qianchi didn't even look at the tiger skin, but figured out some information from Chen Mo's words.

The fact that he can restrain himself with one move shows that he is stronger than himself.

Now I ask about the realm. Is it possible that I am about to break through to the eighth level realm?

A 17-year-old eighth-rank martial artist.

Yi Qianchi had another thought in his mind.

"That's right." Chen Mo nodded.

Yi Qianchi sat down.

Chen Mo sat down opposite him.

Yi Qianchi said leisurely: "The path of martial arts is divided into grades one to nine, which are further divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. Grades nine to seven are low-grade warriors, grades six to four are middle-grade warriors, and grades three to one are high-grade. Musha."

"What is a low-grade warrior?" Seeing Yi Qianchi willing to say, Chen Mo quickly asked for advice.

"In addition to being stronger than ordinary people, low-level warriors are still similar to ordinary people in all aspects of their bodies. They will experience birth, old age, illness, and death, and can be wounded by swords and arrows. As long as they have acquired a skill and have decoctions and meat every day, they can become ordinary ordinary people. , as long as you work hard, you can cultivate to the seventh level of internal organs refining realm..."

These are just some insights, nothing precious, so Yi Qianchi said it without reservation, but it was just a matter of convenience.

"What about the middle-grade warriors?" Chen Mo asked again.

"That is a natural chasm. Many warriors will not be able to reach it in their entire lives. If a lower-level third-level warrior is not vigilant enough, even an ordinary person can kill him. But the middle-level warrior is completely different."

Yi Qianchi took a sip of tea and continued: "If you want to become a middle-grade warrior, you must first absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This spiritual energy is either the spiritual energy of the mountains and trees that absorb the essence of heaven and earth, or it is made by refining the spiritual energy of the mountains. Xiaoqing spiritual energy, or a ray of purple energy from the sun when the sun rises, or a thunder in the sky when dark clouds are shrouded and thunder is rolling.
Therefore, this sixth-grade warrior is also called Qi Refining. "

"Oh."

After hearing this, Chen Mo suddenly became curious and asked hurriedly: "So, are these innate spiritual energies high or low?"

"Of course, the best ones belong to the lunar sun, the sunset that appears on the horizon when the sun sets in the west, or the dragon energy deep in the earth. The lowest ones belong to the grass and tree aura, the small clear aura, etc. , this kind of innate spiritual energy can be sensed and absorbed by a random breeze blowing in the mountains and fields. Most of the qi-refining warriors in the world have absorbed this kind of spiritual energy.

The strongest method of a sixth-grade warrior is to mobilize the innate spiritual energy absorbed in the body to fight, making him invulnerable.Think about it, how can this small breeze compare to the bright sun in the sky? "

Yi Qianchi picked up the tea cup and took another sip, moistened his throat, and said something that the other person didn't understand in front of someone stronger than him. This gave him an inexplicable pleasure, and then said:
"However, low-grade innate spiritual energy also has its advantages, that is, it is very easy to replenish. Once it is used up, it can be restored by drilling into a forest. The lunar sun is only available during the full moon and when the sun rises, so , and the higher level of the fifth level Naqi realm can expand the Dantian, which can accommodate more innate spiritual energy and withstand the consumption."

Yi Qianchi smiled and put down the tea cup in his hand. Under Chen Mo's curious gaze, he continued: "But let's not think about such superior innate spiritual energy. Only top-notch techniques can Perception of Tun Na, and those top skills are only available to relatives of the emperor and aristocratic families who have passed down the tradition for thousands of years. Ordinary Qi refining skills cannot sense the superior innate spiritual energy at all, so there is no way to talk about Tun Na. …”

"If you can't sense it, how can you talk about swallowing it?" Chen Mo brought up the system panel and glanced at the skill column.

Taking a breath of innate spiritual energy can break through the ranks.

There are also those innate auras sensed by the system before.

Although he doesn't have the Qi training technique, he has a system.

It can still be tolerated.

After understanding this, Chen Mo was shocked. This troubled world finally made some sense.

"Exceptor Yi, what about the third rank?" Chen Mo asked again.

"I don't know." Yi Yuanwai shook his head, then stared at Chen Mo with a burning gaze, and said: "If Mr. Chen agrees to become the son-in-law of the Yi family, I can teach you the Qi Lian Chapter's skills." Chen Mo even said these He didn't even know the basics of the realm of warriors. He came from a very low background, but he was very talented. He became a warrior at such a young age, which was worthy of the Yi family's attention. As for the Qi Refining Chapter's techniques, Yi Qianchi didn't believe that he wasn't interested.

If Chen Mo had some thoughts about his son-in-law before, but at this time, he had no idea at all.

"Thank you, Mr. Yi, for your kindness. I'm sorry that Chen doesn't have this blessing." Chen Mo declined politely.

Yi Qianchi sighed and had no choice but to give up.

Chen Mo presented the tiger skin as a thank you gift.

It's easy not to take in a thousand feet.

Chen Mo insisted on sending him off. He had his own conscience in his heart. Although what Yi Qianchi said was just common sense to him, it was of great help to him and he should be grateful.

Besides, it was agreed before.

Yi Qianchi still confiscated it, but paid five taels of silver to buy it and said, "What I just said means that I and Chen Langjun will have a good relationship."

Chen Mo wrote down the favor and left.

However, he did not leave the county immediately.

Instead, he found a corner and sat down in a tavern opposite the Yamen.

While drinking, I watched all kinds of people coming in and out.

He wanted to see how powerful the strongest man in the county was.

The people who go in and out of the Yamen are all Yamen's agents and servants, and most of them are ordinary people.

It belongs to a warrior, and the red number on the forehead does not exceed 60.

It was almost time to close the city gate.

"Tap Tap"

A group of soldiers came trotting from a distance.

A sedan landed in front of the Yamen.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with an elegant face, wearing an official uniform embroidered with Biao patterns, walked out of the yamen.

Chen Mo recognized the official uniform of a seventh-rank official. He should be Magistrate Chang.

Looking around, there was a red number 107 on Magistrate Chang's forehead.

Next to Magistrate Chang, there was a fully armed general wearing Mingguang armor. He placed his hand on the handle of the saber at his waist and glanced around. On his forehead, there was a red number 115+18.

Under the protection of a group of soldiers, Magistrate Chang entered the sedan chair and the group left the Yamen.

Chen Mo stared at the general's back.

"Is he the strongest person in Pingting County? That's it?"

Chen Mo's mind had an inexplicable thought, "I can do it if I do it." It was still very strong.

The thought frightened him.

　Thanks to Banle for the 500-point reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)