The Decomposition of Everything

The bottom-level independent cultivators have a very hard time, but the most important thing is that the resources they have worked hard to collect are still robbed by all parties. Every time they come and go, they are fighting for their lives. Many of them set out in groups. Think about the small gangs. The team will be exploited again. No wonder Tao Daquan gave up directly. Ordinary people have no hope at all.

Shen Zhi's young face, coupled with the fact that he set out alone, attracted frequent stares from all around. His leisurely posture formed a strong contrast with everyone. Even wherever he passed, they made way for him. He has only been here for a few days, but his reputation has obviously spread throughout Fang City. This is the result of his fighting all the way in. You know, he brought two ordinary girls to kill countless robbers. No wonder Qian Liuli came out to see him in person.

Rejecting the invitations of several gangs, Shen Zhi quickly left Fang City and ran east for a distance, changed his clothes, put on a mask, and went west in a circle.

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The manor on the top of the mountain in Fang City, still in the small courtyard, the Sixth Young Master stared at the housekeeper kneeling on the ground with his eyes blazing and shouted: "No news yet?"

The housekeeper trembled and said cautiously: "The tracking compass was destroyed, we can't track it, and we sold 18 detection compasses that day, and 12 were destroyed. Did someone know that we left a secret door?"

The Sixth Young Master kicked the housekeeper and roared: "Stupid, everyone knows the importance of qualifications. Of course, they will be destroyed after the detection. This thing is not valuable. Find a way quickly."

The housekeeper crawled over with blood on his face and shouted: "Young Master, calm down, there is a way, but it takes time. The person to be detected must be a newcomer, or a woman. Just check one by one and you will definitely find it."

"Get out, then go find it quickly!"

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Shen Zhi leaped through the jungle. He activated the acceleration of "Thunder Moment", but it was just a beginner and the effect was not very great. At present, he has not even practiced the Thunderfall Technique. The room is too small and there is no place to practice. He just practiced the Julei Jue. All thunder spells are related to the Qi stored in Dantian. He has just practiced the first level of Qi, which is already the effect of Yuanneng. The two girls have just gathered Qi, and they have not reached the first level.

At present, the attack and defense of the martial artist are enough. He thought about it and decided to practice Qi first. It might be better to have one more method. Otherwise, he has no long-range attack and encounters a fast kite. That would be miserable. There are many reckless men in the game who were killed by the kite of the magician. He must not leave such a flaw.

While rushing on the road, he began to modify the Qi training. Julei Jue needs to sit cross-legged and slowly absorb the spiritual energy of the spirit stone. Otherwise, the violent spiritual energy in the spirit stone will break the body meridians if it is absorbed randomly. But Shen Zhi does not need to absorb it at all. He directly replaces the spiritual energy with Yuanneng in his body, but the spiritual energy cannot be directly stored in the Dantian. Such training is too simple.

The absorbed spiritual energy must circulate through the meridians, and then merge with the qi in the body to infect his attributes before entering the Dantian. Of course, the quality of the practice can also reduce this process or increase the flow of spiritual energy. One cycle is enough for a good aptitude, and it is hard to say how many cycles are needed for a poor aptitude. This is the difference between good and bad aptitude and the difficulty of cultivation. There are also bottlenecks at each level. Cultivation is not simple.

Shen Zhi is very grateful for his ability. This is simply cheating. He skipped the quality of his aptitude and his demand for resources is also very simple. If it were not for the lack of energy to decompose the soil and the life limit, he could become a god by burying himself in the ground. By then, the entire planet might be decomposed by him. This is outrageous. No wonder the witch asked him to make such a vow. He would never allow this ability to disappear. This is the guarantee of his becoming a god.

This is also the source of his confidence. As long as he can survive, he will be able to reach the top one day in the future. He doesn't know how long it will take to cultivate to the boundary, but the necessary scramble is necessary. If there is not enough time, he will regret it too late.

He had to race against time, and modifying the Julei Jue was the first step. Running while circulating Qi could easily cause meridian tearing and damage. But Shen Zhi was not afraid of injury at all. He repaired and practiced at the same time. At the beginning, he could only walk forward. With two days of spare time, he had enough time, which was why he came out early.

When he arrived at his destination, he had succeeded as the flowing Yuan energy flowed through the meridians as he ran. Even the meridians became tougher in the constant damage and repair, which could increase the output of spiritual energy and make the spells more powerful. If there were not too many places to use Yuan energy, he would have wanted to strengthen the meridians directly.

However, the practice of martial arts also strengthened the meridians and internal organs. It is obvious that the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts is the real practice method. You don't have to guess that it must be caused by greater difficulty, more resource consumption, insufficient life span, etc., but he can already foresee that there must be a peerless genius in the immortal gate who practices both magic and martial arts.

It was already night, and there was still some time before the solstice. Shen Zhi, wearing a bull-head mask, walked slowly towards the hillside in front. This area was actually a plain, and the hillside in front of him could clearly see the surroundings far away. This rendezvous point was indeed carefully prepared.

Walking slowly up the hillside, the surrounding environment was quiet and mysterious. The trees on the hillside were sparse, and the leaves swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound. The silver moon shone through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled on the ground, forming mottled light and shadows. There were dozens of people in front of him, and even there were looming figures behind the trees. They were dressed in black, wearing various monster masks, standing quietly, adding a mysterious atmosphere to the entire hillside.

Shen Zhi remembered Qian Liuli's instructions, and after approaching a black-clothed man wearing a pig demon mask, he stood still silently. His judgment was correct. This was indeed a meeting gift. With so many people, he only needed to follow them. He no longer paid attention to these things and quietly practiced by himself without wasting a moment.

People came one after another and stood aside silently. The number of people was gradually increasing. As the midnight hour was getting closer, suddenly, a sound of air flow came, and Shen Zhi looked up.

The flying figure of a cultivator gradually appeared in his sight. He was wearing a black gold-painted robe and a venerable mask on his face. His clothes fluttered and he rode the wind, like a god descending to the earth.

The man stopped on a tree crown, looked around from a high place, and a dull voice sounded: "It's midnight, let's go!" After that, he flew forward slowly without looking back.

Shen Zhi had no way to judge the other party's age, but his flying posture had already shown the other party's strength in the Baoyuan realm. People jumped out from trees, rocks, and bushes one after another and followed the man in black robes. Shen Zhi followed the crowd, and there were estimated to be hundreds of people.