Hide in the world of gods and demons

Chapter 108 Evil Qi Enters the Soul
A few days later.

In a deserted wilderness, Chen Li practiced flying using the Wind Riding Technique.

Once you reach the master level, the flight speed of the Wind Riding Technique becomes visibly faster, and the duration is also extended. Although it is still much slower than flying on a sword, catching up is obviously only a matter of time.

Moreover, the Wind Riding Technique has a major advantage: it does not affect combat at all during flight.

This alone is something Chen Li should take seriously.

Chen Li flew in the air lying down, flying diagonally, flying upside down, and even flying upside down. Occasionally, he would roll around in the air and do all sorts of movements.

Flying is an important skill for cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining, and it will obviously become more and more important as their strength increases.

Several times, he fell from mid-air to the ground, getting dizzy and disoriented. Fortunately, he didn't fly very high, and the ground was soft grass, so apart from being covered in mud, he only suffered minor scrapes.

Humans, as natural terrestrial beings, have a very poor sense of space. It's okay when flying upright, but once you start doing various movements, it's really... hard to describe. It's very difficult to find a sense of direction.

Chen Li, who was practicing flying, was unaware that a pair of sharp eyes were staring intently at him.

This is an Iron-feathered Eagle.

A type of ferocious bird.

In its eyes, the prey that was constantly flapping its wings in the low air was tempting it all the time, making it itch with desire.

It circled a few times, observed for a long time, and then could no longer restrain itself and swooped down.

"Stab!"

A flash of lightning flashed.

It was like a bolt from the blue.

The Iron-Feathered Eagle, billowing blue smoke, crashed to the ground.

"You scared me half to death! A mere bird dares to take me as its prey!" Chen Li thought to himself, speechless.

He flew down, covering his nose. This ferocious bird probably weighed twenty or thirty pounds. Its feathers were all burned off, and its body was charred black from being electrocuted, giving off a burnt, acrid smell of burning protein.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Chen Li vented his anger by repeatedly whipping the corpse with his palm thunderbolts, and his heart is still pounding violently.

After five attempts, the poor, charred corpse burst into flames with a 'bang'.

After this little incident ended.

Next, he continued to practice the art of flying by controlling the wind.

They practiced until almost noon.

He stopped, cast a cleansing spell on himself to wash away the dust and dirt, and then quickly returned with his legs, which were a little weak from flying for too long.

Poor Tianjian, at this stage, whether he's flying on the wind or on a sword, his speed is still slower than his 'walking' speed.

When he's intentionally rushing, there's no need for him to do it. He can naturally take five or six steps each time, and even with the walking frequency of an average person, his speed can reach forty or fifty yards.

Although progress in practicing basic swordsmanship is slow.

I only make one or two points of progress each day.

However, his physical strength, physique, and reaction ability have been continuously improving, and now his pure strength alone has reached two tons.

He can crush a rock as easily as crushing a cookie.

It is also possible to fall from a height of more than ten meters without any protection, and apart from some minor scratches, there will be no major injuries.

His skin and internal organs became extremely tough, and his reaction ability in battle far surpassed that of ordinary late-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

It can be said.

Almost half of his strength comes from body refinement.

The other half lies in magic.

However, developing such a body takes a lot of effort.

Since he began body refining, he has never stopped consuming spiritual materials such as demon beast meat and spirit rice, and his consumption has been increasing. For example, when he was a second-tier demon beast, he only needed to eat about three catties a day at the beginning.

It has now increased to six jin.

This doesn't even include other consumption items like spirit rice.

With the price of one low-grade spirit stone per pound for second-tier monster meat, one would spend six or seven low-grade spirit stones every day just on food.

The saying "the poor study literature, the rich study martial arts" clearly still holds true in the world of cultivation.

……

Chen Li was almost home.

I noticed that the gate to the house on my right was open.

The household is occupied by a young female cultivator surnamed Sun, whose given name is Yu. She doesn't live here often, only occasionally returning to stay for a few days. She rarely shows her face in public. In the more than half a year since she moved here, Chen Li has seen her a handful of times, and they have had very little interaction.

As Chen Li passed through the courtyard gate, the female cultivator happened to come out.

She wore a pale yellow robe with a unique red flower embroidered on the hem. She looked to be around twenty years old, with her long black hair half up and half down. Her languid and charming temperament, combined with her graceful figure, made her, though not exceptionally beautiful, exude the allure of a young woman.

"Are you home today?" Chen Li greeted him.

"Yes...yes. Fellow Daoist, who are you?" Sun Yu paused, his face full of doubt.

"I live next door to you."

"Oh, you are... Fellow Daoist Chen. I'm so sorry, I don't live here often, and I don't even recognize my neighbors." Sun Yu said quickly, a hint of apology on his face.

"It's nothing, you're busy!" Chen Li said, not minding anything, and opened his own courtyard gate.

……

During the meal, Chen Li talked to Zhou Hong about their next-door neighbor.

“I heard from the neighbors that she’s a sorceress from a brothel, and only comes back to stay for a few days at a time,” Zhou Hong, who was eating, paused upon hearing this, glanced at him, and said.

What's with that look in his eyes?

Chen Li was helpless and wanted to say that he was not that kind of person.

But they were simply not in the right and lacked conviction.

"Who told the original owner to have a dark past?" Chen Li said, somewhat disbelievingly, "That's impossible!" "He seems quite respectable to me."

"Anyway, that's what everyone around us says, it's not just something I made up." Zhou Hong was inexplicably angry: "These kinds of people are organized. I heard they are trained from a young age and undergo rigorous training. They are taught how to seduce men. When they want to act virtuous, they can naturally act like virtuous women. How could a grown man like you tell the difference?"

"I was just chatting casually, I'm not going to go see her," Chen Li said with a smile.

"Go if you want, when did I say that to you?" Zhou Hong said, looking away.

The smell of vinegar is so strong it could practically fill the sky.

"Alright, alright, let's eat!" Chen Li said quickly.

……

After lunch.

Chen Li didn't go out again.

In the talisman-making room, he studied the first-tier, eighth-level spell, 'Invisibility Technique,' which had been given to him by the Yu family patriarch.

"This technique... is inherently imbued with a hint of lewdness."

Spying, assassination, escape!

First-order, eighth-level spells are rare to begin with, but what makes this book even more precious is that it is not only filled with dense annotations, but also includes the spell's flaws, and it also comes with a secret technique for concealing one's aura in conjunction with the invisibility spell.

Chen Li discovered that the flaws in the invisibility technique were still quite obvious.

First, invisibility is easily interfered with; when using invisibility, one cannot use magical artifacts or other spells.

Secondly, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator's spiritual sense can easily detect invisibility.

Even so, this technique is quite practical.

The inability to use spells and magical artifacts does not preclude a sneak attack. With his physical strength and second-tier magic sword, his attack power is still considerable even without using spiritual power. As for the Foundation Establishment stage, his spiritual sense can detect invisibility, as long as he does not step into the opponent's spiritual sense range.

For example, if you run away, once you're out of the Foundation Establishment cultivator's spiritual sense range, there's nothing they can do about it.

Moreover, once the level is increased, there might be a chance to make up for the shortcomings.

He first studied the accompanying secret method of breath control.

The stronger one's strength, the stronger one's presence and the greater the sense of oppression. Standing in a crowd, one stands out like a crane among chickens. Moreover, cultivators are mostly sharp in their six senses and are extremely sensitive to auras. Even with invisibility techniques, it is difficult to get close without being detected.

This secret technique can suppress spiritual energy and blood fluctuations, reduce breathing and heart rate, and decrease one's presence, making one as solid as a rock and undetectable.

This secret method is much simpler than the invisibility technique.

Coordinate with breathing, perform a mantra, and control some parts of the body.

In just half an hour, Chen Li had already mastered the technique.

Certain body control techniques, especially, are completely unnecessary for him, given his already refined physique and internal organs; a mere thought is enough. Lowering the heart rate is nothing; he can even stop his heart if necessary.

"Go and try it out..."

He walked out of the talisman-making room, his feet landing silently.

In the living room, Zhang Shuniang and Zhou Hong sat together, talking about their private matters.

"Shuniang is sixteen this year, isn't she? Do you have someone you like?"

"Oh dear, Aunt Zhou, why are you asking this? I'm still young, I've never thought about these things." Zhang Shuniang blushed and replied softly, "My father doesn't let me go too far... I've hardly ever met anyone."

“With you like this, your father really doesn’t feel comfortable letting you go out. You look like someone who’s easy to bully. I even want to bully you myself,” Zhou Hong said, pinching her cheek and laughing.

“I’ve been practicing with my magical implements all along!” Zhang Shuniang said, blushing.

……

The two chatted and laughed with their heads down, occasionally letting out soft chuckles.

Chen Li avoided their gaze, his figure wandering around like a ghost, unnoticed by either of them.

Two weaklings.

Well, no.

One is a weakling, the other is a complete noob.

It doesn't seem to make much difference.

There's absolutely no sense of accomplishment.

He shook his head, walked back to the talisman-making room, and continued to study the invisibility technique.

……

After encountering the evil spirit, Old Man Bai experienced a brief period of lucidity, but after the New Year and not long into spring, his complexion worsened and his temper became increasingly erratic.

It was just a sudden chill in spring.

He lay in bed for several days, and after finally recovering, he became thin again, with sunken eyes, looking like someone recovering from a serious illness.

"With your cultivation level, you shouldn't be like this. Have you been indulging in too much lust?" Chen Li went over to visit Bai Jinwang and joked.

"Sigh, stop talking nonsense. With my physical condition, let alone three concubines, even more, I could handle it all. How could I ruin my health?" Bai Jinwang boasted, lying on the recliner, but he no longer had his previous energy; his face was ashen.
"The reason for this is that they have been possessed by evil spirits!"

"What!" Chen Li's expression changed slightly upon hearing this: "How could this be? Didn't you say we escaped this calamity?"

"I escaped the ordinary evil spirits, but this one is obviously extraordinary. I thought I could suppress it, but it seems I can't. Lately, I've been having nightmares almost every day. In my dreams, it gets closer and closer to me."

"Even the exorcism talisman didn't work?"

“I am possessed by evil spirits, and even the exorcism talisman is useless against it. Even Foundation Establishment cultivators cannot save me. Alas, it is all fate.” Bai Jinwang looked dejected. “But don’t worry, I will not implicate the neighbors. In a while, I will go on a long journey and choose a feng shui treasure land with mountains and water to live out my remaining days.”

"You're exaggerating, you're exaggerating, it's not that serious..." Chen Li felt a pang of sympathy for his kind, and a hint of sadness appeared on his face.

Bai Jinwang was only a few years older than him, and his cultivation level was higher.

In the end, he couldn't even die peacefully.

"After I'm gone, my three concubines will be left without anyone to take care of them. It's not good for them to stay here permanently. If you want them, take them with you today. I carefully selected these three concubines; they are all daughters of wealthy families. Hehe!" Bai Jinwang said, forcing a smile as he gave his last instructions.

This lsp.

"I don't want it." Chen Li waved his hand.

Why would you need three concubines?
So many women will only hinder his cultivation!
"Ahem, since you don't want it, I'll give it to someone else." Bai Jinwang coughed and said, "It's a pity that I didn't leave any offspring in the end. I'm not content with that."

Chen Li offered a few pale words of comfort, and seeing the weariness on his face, he got up to take his leave, his expression somber.

P.S.: The count will be back to 4,000 tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)