Longevity: Never leave the mountain until you are invincible

Hongguang twenty-four years, winter.

The first snowfall of the year was particularly heavy, with goose-feather-like snow flying all over the sky. After one night, the entire imperial capital was covered in silver, cold and pure.

Chu Chen sat alone in the backyard of the pawn shop, warming a pot of 30-year-old Zuixian brew and drinking it himself.

After the fall of Zhenbei Gongfu, Zuixian Tower lost its backing and gradually declined until it disappeared.

Before Zuixian Tower disappeared, Chu Chen had paid to buy the formula of Zuixian Brew from the chef of Zuixian Tower, not for making money, but just to satisfy his own appetite.

Over the years, his favorite fine wine is still Zuixian Niang. The older it is, the more mellow it is.

A cup of Zuixian brew is delicious and satisfying.

He didn't know when he got used to being alone, maybe after Old Shen left, or maybe after Li Xiaoer left.

Although Zhao Changlin and Zhao Changlin occasionally come to the pawn shop, they are too respectful to Chu Chen and their posture is extremely low. They can only be regarded as subordinates, not Chu Chen's friends.

Needless to say, Song Chongshan was mostly afraid of Chu Chen.

A person's life can sometimes feel lonely, but it is better than being quiet and stable.

There are no trivial matters to disturb anyone, so you can practice with peace of mind.

Besides, Chu Chen doesn't feel lonely. If he feels lonely, he can just go to Qunfang Courtyard to have a heart-to-heart talk with the young lady.

"Two years have passed, and the little guy is still sleeping. I wonder how long it will take for him to wake up?"

Chu Chen raised his head and glanced at the room behind him.

The white mouse never woke up for two years after falling into a deep sleep.

Chu Chen was a little worried that the white mouse would starve to death, so he had to take action and use magic to warm the body of the white mouse. During this period, the white mouse shed its fur twice, and he collected all of it and made it into talisman paper.

The talisman paper made of white mouse fur is much more effective than ordinary talisman paper, and the flying sword talisman drawn is also even more powerful.

However, the fur of the white mouse was scarce, so Chu Chen only provided three talisman papers, which were eventually exchanged for two enhanced versions of the flying sword talismans.

"Zhizhi~"

Just as he was thinking about it, a familiar voice sounded.

Chu Chen turned his head and looked.

Happy.

The white mouse, which had been sleeping for two years, finally woke up, stood upright, raised its front paws, and waved to him.

The white mouse's fur is now as white as snow, unstained by dust, giving people a sense of nobility, and at first glance, it is not ordinary.

Uh-huh!

The little white mouse was very fast and rushed to Chu Chen's shoulder.

"Um?"

Chu Chen's eyes narrowed and he was surprised by the speed of the white mouse.

The speed displayed by the little white mouse at this moment is not inferior to that of an early innate warrior.

You must know that the biggest advantage of an innate warrior compared to a qi-training monk is speed. At the same level, an innate warrior's movement speed is far stronger than that of a qi-training monk.

For example, the speed of Xiantian early stage warriors is faster than that of fourth-level Qi training monks.

If the innate warrior comes within ten feet of the qi-training monk, relying on his own speed, he has a chance to kill the qi-training monk before the qi-training monk can react.

Of course, if the Qi Practitioner had prepared in advance, covered his body with light body charms, and blessed himself with light body spells, the situation might be reversed.

How could Chu Chen not be surprised that the speed of the little white mouse could actually match that of an early Xiantian warrior?

"Is this transformation successful?"

Chu Chen looked at the little white mouse on his shoulder, with a bright smile on his face.

It was true that he had trained the white mouse for so long, and the white mouse did not disappoint him and successfully transformed into a rat demon.

Um.

Developing the mice's resistance to toxicity and training the mice to jump through fire hoops are all for the purpose of training the mice.

"Little white mouse, you have followed me for so long and finally transformed into a mouse demon. But there is something I must tell you. If you want to continue to follow me, you must make a soul contract with me and accept me as your master. Can you willing?"

Chu Chen said with a smile.

Soul contracts are the main means for monks to control monsters. Once a soul contract is established, monks can sense the psychological changes of monsters and control the life and death of monsters.

The monk can make the monster die on the spot with just a thought. At the same time, if the monk dies, the monster will be affected by the soul contract and his soul will fly away.

Generally speaking, monsters will not make soul contracts with people at will and let themselves be controlled by others.

"Zhizhi~"

The little white mouse glanced at Chu Chen, who was smiling kindly, and agreed to Chu Chen's proposal.

The process of concluding a blood contract was very simple. Chu Chen bit his finger and drew blood contract lines with blood on the body of the mouse.

"If it were a large monster beast and the monk wanted to make a blood contract, would the blood be drained?"

While Chu Chen was painting, he had a sudden thought. He learned this blood contract method from the immortal cultivation technique left by Jinhua Taoist.

If a monk wants to make a blood contract with a monster, he must use his own blood to draw blood contract lines on the monster's body, and the blood contract lines must be painted all over the monster's body.

After the blood pact formation is successfully drawn, activate the blood pact with mana.

The blood contract lines bloomed with bright red light, and then suddenly disappeared and merged into the body of the little white mouse.

The next moment, Chu Chen felt that there was an extra connection between his body and the spirit of the white mouse.

Through this connection, he can vaguely perceive the psychological activities of the mouse, control the life and death of the mouse, and detonate the soul of the mouse if he is willing.

"Go and play."

Chu Chen patted the white mouse with satisfaction and drank the cup of Drunk Immortal Brew in one gulp.

The little white mouse is one of his few friends. Now that it has transformed into a rat demon, apart from other things, its life span has increased greatly, and it still has at least two or three hundred years of life.

The life span of monsters is generally much longer than that of cultivators. Even monsters in the Qi training stage have a life span that is much longer than that of cultivators. After breaking through the foundation building and golden elixir stages, their life span will be even longer.

The little white mouse has transformed into a rat demon, and Chu Chen has gained a companion on his long life.

At least for a period of time, there is one more companion.

How can Chu Chen not be happy?

The little white mouse rolled his eyes silently and ran back to the room, not knowing what he was doing.

"Dangdangdang!"

In high spirits, Chu Chen returned to the secret room, took out the fine iron dummy, and practiced the spirit finger snap again.

The powerful force hit the fine iron dummy, making a dull sound that echoed in the secret room.

Perhaps he was happy in his heart, and he practiced the spirit finger snap as if he had divine help today. The power of the spirit finger snap became stronger and stronger, and the force became more and more concentrated.

"Bang!"

The sound suddenly changed.

Chu Chen was shocked and looked closely. He saw that the power of the spiritual force finger-tip pierced the chest of the fine iron dummy, and even a hole appeared on the wall behind the fine iron dummy.

"Spiritual force finger-tip minor success!"

Chu Chen had some understanding.

After practicing spiritual force finger-tip for three years, he finally broke through the minor success realm with the blessing of the sudden enlightenment in his heart.

The little white mouse successfully transformed, and the spiritual force finger-tip broke through the minor success realm, which can be said to be a double happiness.

"Such a blessing, it should be celebrated."

Chu Chen made up his mind to hang out in Qunfangyuan tomorrow, oh, no, celebrate.

Then.

He took advantage of the sudden enlightenment in his heart and comprehended the self-defense technique again, wanting to take this opportunity to improve the self-defense technique to the minor success realm.

Unfortunately, he failed to do so.

But this did not hinder Chu Chen's interest. He went to Qunfangyuan for three days to relieve the loneliness in his heart, and then he returned to the pawnshop to continue practicing.