Mortal: I can trade everything

Chapter 20: A powerful body cultivator weighing jin? A scumbag who is not even at the first level of body training

Li Xunhuan's achievements in cultivating immortals were not ideal.

Ten months later, his cultivation level remained at the twelfth level of Qi training.

There is no so-called initial stage of the twelfth level of Qi training, nor is it the peak of perfection. It is probably somewhere in the middle.

Although he seemed dissatisfied on the surface, it was actually beyond his expectations.

It has been exactly two and a half years since he came to Shenshou Valley to practice in seclusion, from the fourth level of Qi training to the twelfth level. Moreover, he dispersed his skills and started over again. To be more precise, he started from scratch to the twelfth level.

This speed of cultivation is quite explosive in the mortal world.

When Taoist priest Qingwen saw him, he would pluck out all his beard.

Same person, different fate. It’s so easy to cheat.

The speed of cultivation of the special spiritual roots, coupled with the uninterrupted consumption of elixirs, qi-replenishing powder, spiritual rice, and spiritual fruits, is not surprising.

The mortal world is a world that values ​​resources.

On the surface, Li Xunhuan is a casual cultivator, but in fact, he is treated better than those with natural spiritual roots who are being cultivated by the sect.

In the original novel, Zhong Weiniang established her foundation at the age of 16, and he was already and had only reached the twelfth level of Qi training. It makes sense, right?

Li Xunhuan left the training room and came into the yard.

To be honest, the air you breathe when you reach the twelfth level of Qi training is sweeter.

After reaching this stage of cultivation, it will take some time to continue to improve.

The embarrassing thing is that the Ascension Conference will be held in half a year.

The Qi-boosting powder still had an effect, but it couldn't meet his requirements. It was time to switch to a stronger pill.

Li Xunhuan wondered why there was no gift-giving boy or treasure.

Every time he obtained a treasure, it was the beginning of his rapid progress.

Take a gamble and someone will deliver the goods to your door for the rest of your journey.

In order not to delay his joining the sect, Li Xunhuan decided to leave.

The destination is Jianzhou.

The Ascension Conference is held in turn by the seven major sects, and this time it is hosted by Huangfeng Valley.

Although I don’t know which specific market town or arena it is, it won’t be wrong to go to crowded places.

Before setting off, clean up Shenshou Valley first.

Li Xunhuan took a step forward and came to the outside of the cave, silently reciting in his heart.

The courtyard was originally deeply integrated with the surrounding environment, but suddenly broke away, and the style suddenly changed, as if it changed from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, and the next second it was wrapped into a pill shape again.

The bullet floated over and suddenly disappeared near the hand.

Silently, it was the space ring.

Both are truly must-haves for home and travel, and are very convenient.

Finally, there are three acres of fertile land.

Pour the heavenly dew of creation in the Palm of Heaven bottle into the bucket and silently recite the [Sweet Rain Technique]. The water in the bucket will rush up into the sky, cover the spiritual rice, and then fall down.

Soon, the magical rice matured and another 1200 kilograms was harvested.

The elixir next to it is less than thirty years old.

Because they had predicted the time, they deliberately took care of the spiritual rice so that it would mature first.

After all, Lingmi can't give up halfway.

As for the elixir?

It is not the best year for alchemy now, but it is feasible to refine some elixirs for strengthening the body and selling them to independent practitioners.

He himself doesn't like her, but the wandering cultivators love her very much.

Among these, elixirs are precious, so it wouldn't be excessive for him to exchange them for some treasures.

Profit again.

He put all his things into the space ring, and placed the Qingfeng sword and the middle-grade magical flying knife in the storage bag. After thinking for a while, he also put some spirit stones in it.

The space ring is good, like a magic weapon. You can summon the magic weapon with just a thought. It is easy to use and cool.

But on the surface he is just an ordinary little monk.

The entire cultivation world uses storage bags, is he the only one special?
can.

But to be on the safe side, make a good disguise.

After the harvest, Li Xunhuan used the driving technique to drive away many mortal weeds, and the sweet rain technique was used again.

The spiritual energy is almost non-existent, but for weeds, it is like a panacea.

Grow crazy.

Soon, the three acres of fertile land returned to its original state.

Li Xunhuan nodded. Protecting the natural environment is everyone’s responsibility.

Thank you for your hard work, Lao Mo, he has to do this job.

At this point, the retreat in Caixia Mountain ended and we set off.

. . . In Jingzhou, on a certain official road, there was no one living.

Soon, a carriage appeared from the corner and drove slowly towards us.

The horse is extremely majestic.

What was strange was that the carriage, without anyone driving it, automatically avoided obstacles such as stones.

[Fanpin, BMW, a real old horse knows the way and can only execute simple commands]

Inside the carriage, Li Xunhuan put down the book and touched his nose.

It’s not because of the horse, but because there are people out there.

In the woods on one side of the official road, invisible to the naked eye, there were two brothers accompanying the carriage.

The two men were said to be over nine feet tall, with bare chests and backs, and explosive muscles.

"Brother, why is this guy pretending to be a scholar? Let me tear him apart."

"Don't worry, I'm thinking."

The eldest brother held a mace like an adult holding a pair of chopsticks.

Due to their limited qualifications and resources, the two brothers are both at the ninth level of Qi training, but this is only on the surface.

Secretly, they are "physical cultivators" with a strength of around 800 kilograms.

The eldest brother has a special physique and can have a strength of a thousand pounds.

What will happen if a physical cultivator fights against a Qi training level twelfth cultivator?
The eldest brother feels that he will not lose.

They have killed many cultivators at the twelfth level of Qi training, and even many children from immortal cultivation families.

Among the independent cultivators in Jingzhou, they are very famous.

The eldest brother was hesitating, while the second brother was still angry.
"Why can he join the sect just because he is a genius?

And we have to be exposed to the wind and sun and rob to make a living?

It’s not fair!

Upon hearing this, the eldest brother nodded vigorously and gradually made up his mind.

The second brother quickly added,

"Brother, we haven't opened for five days. This guy is at the twelfth level of Qi training, but he is holding a mid-grade magic weapon. He must have a great treasure."

"Second brother is right, that horse is good, it is almost a monster, it must be worth a lot of spirit stones."

When the eldest brother heard that there was profit to be made, he clapped his hands.

He wielded the mace with pride and said domineeringly,

"Then play with him and tell him that young people still have a long way to go."

Join the sect?

They are already over fifty years old and are not even qualified to participate in the Ascension Conference. How can they not hate others who have the opportunity to join the sect?

Fall with them.

As they moved, the two brothers ran towards the carriage, each step covering ten meters, leaving no trace on the ground. It was obvious that they had mastered some earthly martial arts skills.

At the same time, in the carriage, Li Xunhuan felt helpless.

They are born from the same roots, so there is no need to rush.

The two men's skills are average, their magic weapons are worthless, and they are all not very good, a waste of his time.

He fishes for the children of immortal cultivation families and those who are of noble status.

A breeze blew, and the curtains of the carriage moved with the wind. It was broad daylight, but it seemed as if a flash of light passed by.

He pierced the throats of the two brothers one after another, and streams of blood flowed out, before a flying knife appeared.

My brother had a good physique and he held on for half a second longer. An idea flashed through his mind.
How is this possible? They are physical cultivators!
Physical training?

What the hell is physical training?

Li Xunhuan scoffed at the body cultivator's idea.

In the mortal world, at least in the human world, it is impossible to practice physical cultivation techniques.

Without a large amount of spiritual energy, the real first level of body refining cannot be achieved.

Eight hundred kilograms of strength?
Whose physical cultivation is so weak? !

Therefore, the two brothers believed that it was the physical cultivators and the Qi cultivators who were fighting, but Li Xunhuan thought that it was the Qi cultivator at the twelfth level and two Qi cultivators at the ninth level who were fighting.

Instant kill.

Murder and arson, all in one go.

The storage bag and the mace, which could barely be called a magic weapon, were taken back one by one.

Mosquito meat is still meat.

After doing all this, he said to the no-man's land on the other side,

"Come out, I see you."

(End of this chapter)