(The previous chapter was wrong about speed, which has been revised)

It feels that it is naturally inaccurate and has a lot of subjective elements.

For adults, each step is about 75 centimeters. Next, Chen Li measures the ground step by step with his feet, and then ran again by silently counting the seconds, and finally roughly estimated his own speed. , About sixty meters above and below.

Of course, this speed is still a rough estimate, the error is huge, and the place where he ran is still a wilderness, the road is uneven, the terrain is complex, and it is covered with lush weeds and vines.

If you don’t pay attention, you will trip into the air.

But then again, this is not Earth, there will be no plastic tracks, and reality is not a tender race. When he is really needed to run, the terrain may be more complicated than here.

As a comparative test, Chen Li took off his robe and tested it again.

This time I felt a lot of effort to run. The final speed was not even 30 meters per second. The wind resistance on the face was too great. It felt like running against a typhoon, and my body couldn’t control it. Hair fluttering.

Chen Li puts on the robe, he likes the dust that does not exist on zi zi's patted. The more I look at this daoist robe, the more I like it.

"These ten middle grade Spirit Stones are really no white flowers!"

Chen Li thought about those Immortal Cultivators of Controlling Sword Flight, they probably all wear an array of embroidered engravings. It’s a robe, otherwise at such a fast speed, there are no guardrails and safety seats installed on the Flying Sword. No matter how good your balance is, the Flying Sword will be blown off when the wind is strong.

In the following time, he practiced running over and over again, trying to adapt to various terrains, and he didn't walk towards the shanty town until almost noon.

When he was about to get home, he felt that the atmosphere was not right, the air was full of blood, the street was empty, and everyone was closed.

"What's wrong with this?"

Chen Li's heart tensed, and he quickened his pace. He had just returned home and he hadn't waited for him to ask Lin Gui for information. Lin Gui Came over quickly.

"Have you heard that Qiao Guanyuan was assassinated?" Lin Gui whispered sneakily.

"Dead?" Chen Li hearing this was surprised.

"Uh, that's not it! I was slightly injured. I heard that another gang did it. Alas, you didn't see it. Just now, the night patrol team looked like crazy and searched everywhere. Several people have died." Lin Gui said with a nervous expression:

"I am really unlucky to come to this poor country. I haven't had a few days of stability, but I am scared all day long."

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"It is estimated that other places will not be much better. The Old Ancestor of Longevity Sect has fallen. I am afraid that this is the case in the entire longevity domain. It is not bad here, at least there is no Foundation Establishment cultivator personally ending." Chen Li Retorted.

"That's true!" Lin Gui agreed.

The two sighed together, facing each other speechlessly.

"Can you find a way to other domains?" Chen Li asked after a while.

"Where is there any way, it is too remote here, it is a small market, even strong firms will not come here to do business across domains." Lin Gui shook the head.

The two chatted for a long time, and there was no result. There was nothing left but a sigh.

It didn't take long for each to return to each house.

……

"Forget it, with my current strength, there is actually nothing to worry about. At worst I will kill a few more people."

In the Fu room, Chen Li couldn't help but feel certain.

Start making characters.

Practice your mind.

Quiet.

Heaven and Earth pray for blessings.

After a set of ceremony.

Chen Li rolls up his sleeves, picks up the pen, and draws immediately. He drew two "Evil Warding Talisman" in succession. They all succeeded, and there was only half of the spiritual power left in his body.

He put down the pen, dried the blood and ink on it, and placed it on a stack of Evil Warding Talisman.

"Ai, accumulate more and more, now the market business is not easy to do, and I don’t know who to sell to." In his heart, he took the stack of talisman, counted it, and found There are 38 copies.

Unlike popular symbols such as Light Body Talisman and body protection symbols.

Evil Warding Talisman has never been a good seller. When the market is still hot, I set up a stall in the morning. Good luck can sell six or seven, and bad luck can only sell two or three. .

And after all, it is a low-level symbol in the First Rank. There are a lot of loose cultivators of this kind, and there is a lot of competition.

"But now I have the Qi Refinement fourth layer, I can try to make Arrow Avoidance Talisman." Chen Li looked thoughtful.

Arrow Avoidance Talisman and Evil Warding Talisman belong to the First Rank intermediate talisman. The difference is that the latter corresponds to the Qi Refinement fourth layer, and the former corresponds to the Qi Refinement 5-Layer, but the picture talisman is more Level 1 is normal.

With his current realm of the Qi Refinement fourth layer, he should barely be able to paint.

Arrow Avoidance Talisman is also a Defense Talisman.

A defensive power field can be generated after excitation, but it is much worse than the well-known First Rank advanced talisman body protection defensive ability. The market price is the same as Evil Warding Talisman, and it is also a low grade. Spirit Stone.

But in comparison, it sells a lot better.

Thinking of this, Chen Li took the book of "Eight Talisman Making Methods" and began to study it carefully.

……

In the next few days, the surrounding area was completely messed up. Qiao Guanyuan’s night patrol team and the nearby giant bear gang had several fights, and both sides were killed and injured. No calculations make the surrounding loose cultivator dare not take to the streets easily, for fear of being affected.

One day Chen Li went to the market to buy Fupi blood ink, and he was stopped by a group of three people on the way:

"But Chen Li Fellow Daoist Chen, I’m the giant bear helper Zhao Ding."

"I wonder why Fellow Daoist Zhao is looking for me?" Chen Li stopped, looked at the other party and asked, secretly alert.

Zhao Ding is tall and tall, a head taller than Chen Li. He is five big and three thick, looks rugged, and his big daoist robe is about to be worn into tight clothes by him. There is no Immortal Cultivator at all. divine poise and sagelike features, more like a house robbing house.

"Following the name of Fellow Daoist Chen for a long time, Qiao Guanyuan introduced a loose cultivator who entered the late stage, but wild ambition, vainly trying to dominate the place where the loose cultivator resides. In my opinion, it is nothing more than a dead bone in the mound. In between. I hope Fellow Daoist Chen can a wise man submits to circumstances and will make a wise choice." Zhao Ding lightly said with a smile.

"I don't like fighting by nature. I am not interested in either side of you, nor will I mix with your fights." Chen Li smiled and declined.

"hahaha, this is the best, Fellow Daoist Chen, I think we will meet again, let's go!" Zhao Ding laughed heartily, then greeted his subordinates, and walked away.

……

Chen Li looked at the other person away from his back, his smile narrowed, and his heart was secretly sighed.

"After all, I can't avoid the trouble."

He regretted exposing his strength, but he turned to think about not exposing his strength. Now it is estimated that it is still Qi Refinement level three. Where does the money come to buy Qi Repairing Pill, and where does the money buy the robe.

"This damn world, why is it so difficult to have a quiet cultivation and longevity."

He shook the head and hurried home.

ps: I won't stay up late today.

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