Immortality begins with monks from the side sect

Chapter 19 Five Rampant Divine Laws

Chen Ci couldn't stay in this alchemy room for a second.

Fortunately, as the saying goes, if the teacher has something to do, the disciple will do the work.

He called his third disciple, Long Xianzhi, and ignored his greenish expression. He told him to clean every corner, buy some mugwort and smoke it all day and night.

After saying that, Chen Ci threw down two bottles of his own Longhu Pills and asked him to practice hard and achieve perfection as soon as possible. Then he leisurely went to the side courtyard.

The air outside is really fresh.

Chen Ci bandaged the wound. If he waited a little longer, the bleeding would stop on his own.

Unable to help but recall the scene of the fight just now, Chen Ci thought for a while and reflected: "I was a little hasty just now. Although this old hen corpse soup is hidden, the effect is not very good. It only catches one by surprise. In the future, You can study other methods of poisoning cough and defeating enemies."

"As for the man surnamed Ma, nothing should happen to him. He offended someone and fled here. He changed his appearance and came here as a servant of the Liu family. Now the body has been fed with the Five Yin evil spirit bags, and there is no trace of scum. There’s nothing left.”

The problem is not big.

He walked back and forth in the side yard several times, and after he had completely calmed down, he began to inspect his trophies.

First, there was the strange statue that was immobilized by the soul-fixing talisman, and the book of Taoism that the Five Yin Evil Qi Bag spat out.

"Five rampant magical powers?"

Chen Ci first flipped through the golden silk Taoist book. This book was not a technique, but a ghost weapon sacrificial method, which was similar to some of the magic weapons in the Heshan Sect.

This five-headed and ten-armed statue houses five fierce ghosts, which are cultivated from the ghosts formed through torture. Once the five ghosts are formed, they can be used to enter nightmares, curse, block, and kill enemies. It is also considered quite magical.

The method of sacrificial refining requires Yuanyang and Yuanyin to generate souls, and the flow of souls can be replaced by animals. However, Yuanyang and Yuanyin can only be obtained by harming people.

"I don't know if only humans have this so-called Yuanyang and Yuanyin. Actually, stop it, humans can't, at least they shouldn't."

Chen Ci shook his head violently, throwing away the terrible thoughts.

"The restrictions of these five rampant gods are so high, I'm afraid they are more than ten levels!"

Chen Ci stretched out his true energy slightly to test the five statues, feeling the forbidden level inside. Five blood shadows rolled around in a mysterious space, making miserable screams, and he couldn't help but feel scared.

The physical and mental state, level of realm, quality of Qi, magical weapons, spells, talismans, and elixirs in monks' fighting are all influencing factors. It is impossible to judge them in isolation. It is impossible to judge the combat power of a monk by just looking at his cultivation.

If the five rampant gods were not defeated by the soul-fixing talisman, and the chicken soup alone was used to trick them, it was really not certain who would win.

"Do you want to sacrifice these five rampant gods?"

Thoughts arose in Chen Ci's mind and it was difficult to make a decision.

The magic weapon among monks cannot be used with just a drop of blood. Instead, it needs to be washed away with the traces of the other party with true energy and re-refined before it can be used like an arm or a finger.

The only advantage is that before the sacrifice reaches the level of the magic weapon itself, there is no need to find materials for re-sacrifice, and the speed of the sacrifice will increase a lot. However, if you want to go further, you can only continue to practice the ritual. The method of continuing to sacrifice and refine the magic weapon is prohibited.

"Forget it, I don't have to be a good person to pick up Yuanyin, but what to do with Yuanyang? Damn it, no wonder that Ma's asshole is so loose, not clamped at all, and her face is even powdered, vomit."

Chen Ci quickly threw the statue aside, out of luck.

After a while, I can take it to Xishanfang City and sell it secretly. It shouldn't be a big problem.

The remaining personal soft armor and daggers are not illegal weapons and do not include restrictions. The soft armor can only be regarded as ordinary treasure armor, which is better than nothing, but the dagger has some value.

"Is this a dagger made of spiritual iron?"

Chen Ci took a closer look and made some guesses.

This dagger weighs just over five kilograms. The so-called spiritual iron is not some kind of spiritual mineral. It is fine iron that is slowly washed away with true energy. Over time, it becomes spiritual iron, which can break the practitioner's protective true energy. The ordinary swordsman Zhou Tiancheng completed his journey. After entering the path, the mortal sword in his hand channeled the spirit. In fact, the sword body slowly turned into spiritual iron, which can be regarded as a treasure of some value.

"This soft armor and short sword can be used for self-defense."

"I lost two old hens, three corpse mushrooms, and fourteen soul-fixing talismans. I don't know how much this Five Rampant Gods can be sold for."

Although it should be profitable overall, the price/performance ratio is not high and the risks are quite high.

Chen Ci picked up the spiritual iron dagger, poured in his true energy, and slightly stabbed the back of his hand. With just a few hundred kilograms of strength, his body-protecting three-yin true energy was broken open.

"A warrior monk who has just entered Taoism has a chance to stab a high-level monk to death with a spiritual iron dagger, but the prerequisite is that he can get close. No wonder the man named Ma is also equipped with soft armor. This is all based on experience in the world. Write it down. You have to take the exam later.”

Putting down the dagger, Chen Ci touched his chin and thought for a while, then patted the Five Yin Evil Qi bag on his waist, and released a Five Yin Black Evil energy scroll towards his left hand.

"One breath."

Chen Ci knew it in his heart and used more Three Yin Qi to protect his left hand, but after at most five breaths, the protective Qi was still broken.

"If a monk with a low level of cultivation is not prepared, the Five Yin Black Demons can kill him with just one encounter."

"But those with higher cultivation levels and others can do nothing. They can resist three or five breaths just by relying on their true energy. Five breaths does not seem to last long, but it is more than enough to run thirty feet."

Chen Ci touched his neck and looked a little ugly. If he encountered a close fight, the dog's head would be hard to save.

"I remember that there seems to be a common swordsmanship. I didn't pay attention to it at first. I want to practice it. Why do I need to practice more and more things!"

Chen Ci leaned back. Although he had many skills, he could not overwhelm him, but he couldn't practice them even if he had too many skills.

Everyone knows that the right way is for monks to improve their magic power. Once their level increases, it is much easier to refine magic weapons and practice spells than before.

But who dares to say that he does not use magical weapons or fight with others in the realm of qi refining?
  "The side sects, miscellaneous sects, and casual cultivators are not as good as the disciples of the big sects in terms of their abilities, skills, and resources. Just like others who concentrate on studying in a prestigious school, the Sa family is studying in a poor school, so why do they have to work and study hard."

With countless thoughts ups and downs, Chen Ci slowly exhaled a breath: You still have to practice.

In the words of the previous life, if you don’t spend money on military expenses, how can you let others spend your own money on food, drink and fun?
  "Practice is a long-distance race, and you have to laugh until the end. The elixir method can be postponed for a while. It is difficult to see results in the short term. It is not possible to achieve the elixir method quickly with a golden finger."

With the frosting business with Wenxiangjiao, he will not be too short of money for at least three to five years, but he may encounter one or two uninvited guests like Ma.

With the decision made, Chen Ci quickly returned to the quiet room without any ink, and found the few ordinary exercises from before.

"Bronze Armor Kung Fu", "Dragon Elephant Kung Fu", "Stone Lock Hunyuan Kung Fu".

There is no difference in essence between these three techniques. After tempering the body, they all transport Qi and blood to temper the skin, meat, bones, and internal organs. Finally, they are perfected to generate true Qi.

At first, Shisuo Hunyuan Gong had the longest name, so Chen Ci simply chose this one.

"Black Tiger Sword", "Chasing Wind Sword", "Land Lifting Technique".

Chen Ci had practiced this lifting skill before, but it was meaningless. He didn't even show it on his golden finger. It was probably too low-level, so he didn't take it to heart.

These three are actually not 'skills', but more like 'moves', and just by looking at the names, you can tell that they are all popular and not good stuff.

Without even thinking about it, Chen Ci picked up "Chasing the Wind Sword" and started flipping through it. There were no complicated moves, just some descriptions of the use of force. It went straight to the point. What stood out was one word, "quick".

"Practice, it's not a big deal if a man is fast."

"I just hope this thing can be painted on the panel, otherwise it can only be used as exercise."

Chen Ci thought so.

(End of this chapter)