Hide in the world of gods and demons

Chapter 216 Farewell

Since Feng Min left.

Chen Li had been waiting for her backup plan.

We just waited and waited.

Several months have passed.

Even his cultivation level has improved.

But nothing ever came of it.

The other party seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again.

Chen Li couldn't help but start to wonder if he was overthinking things.

Perhaps my last visit was simply to express my gratitude.

As for the ambiguous and subtle hints in the words, they can actually be explained upon reflection.

after all,

She was just a poor widow who had lost her husband and was all alone.

It's perfectly normal to want to find someone to rely on!

Chen Li was not only handsome and distinguished, but also upright and virtuous.

Just ask,

Which widow could remain unmoved upon seeing this?

Time passes day by day.

After reaching the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, Chen Li's cultivation speed slowed down again.

The progress rate has changed from one step every four days to one step every five to six days, but fortunately, this speed is still extremely impressive.

In summary,
It takes about a year and a half to advance to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.

Fortunately, the max-level Immortal Muscle Jade Bone Technique improved his cultivation talent; otherwise, based on past experience, it would have taken at least four years. This increase and decrease saved him a full two and a half years.

During this period, a major event occurred.

Two Golden Core cultivators engaged in a fierce battle in the wilderness not far from the city. In the end, one died and the other fled far away, his whereabouts unknown.

This was the first time Chen Li had witnessed the death of a Golden Core cultivator since he moved to Red Pillar City.

The ruins of the battlefield attracted many independent cultivators.

Chen Li also went over to watch the excitement.

He arrived a little late.

When the time comes.

The body was long gone.

I wonder who took it?
Apart from large areas of fallen trees and bushes, there was no other damage on the ground, indicating that the battle took place in mid-air and was likely an ambush.

After returning from the scene.

Chen Li then focused more of his energy on practicing the Heaven-Shaking Technique.

underground.

Inside the spell practice room.

The four illusory bodies lined up in a row, continuously casting spells.

The deafening roar was almost continuous.

Gale-force winds, earthquakes, and shockwaves nearly turned this place into a chaotic mess, resembling an apocalyptic scene.

The surrounding rocks were constantly cracking and peeling away, but before they could fall to the ground, they were continuously pulverized and quickly turned into powder in this violent energy. Not to mention that Qi Refining cultivators would die instantly here, even Chen Li's illusory body needed to activate a fully upgraded Water Element Shield to prevent its body from collapsing.

At first, this magic practice room wasn't actually that big.

It is only three meters tall.

The area is only about 100 square meters.

But it couldn't stop the constant destruction and expansion.

In just two years, the entire practice room has gradually transformed from a square underground room into a giant cavern with a height of fifteen or sixteen meters, expanding the space by almost a thousand times.

Fortunately, the spell practice room was located on the edge of the area and was relatively independent, connected to the shelter by only one long passage; otherwise, the underground shelter would have been affected.

in this way,

I was busy for a whole month.

Chen Li finally maxed out the level of the Heaven-Shaking Technique.

……

August.

The sun is like fire.

The cicadas are chirping incessantly. It's the hottest time of the year.

Even with the city's protective formation maintaining a perpetual spring-like climate, it seemed to have lost its intended effect.

On this day, Peng Yanwen and her husband met with Xiao Yuan here for a small gathering.

Under the shade.

A long mat was laid out.

Several people sat leisurely.

"It's so hot today," Wenhui said with a gentle smile, fanning herself with a round fan.

She wore a pale yellow palace robe, the low neckline revealing a glimpse of her voluptuous, snow-white breasts, and paired with her rosy, peach-blossom-like cheeks, she was simply more beautiful than any flower.

Chen Li still doesn't know how many sets of robes she has.
Anyway, we never meet the same person twice.

Although most of them are not of high grade, almost all of them are second-tier low-grade.

However, each set costs around ten high-grade spirit stones.

Even with so many sets, the cost is still staggering.

Chen Li estimated that she had spent most of her savings on buying robes.

"After all, it's not as quiet and cool as the mountain gate." Xiao Yuan sighed, "Chizhu City is good in every way, but it's too lively and too worldly. Living here for a long time is really not good for cultivation."

Peng Yan deeply agreed, saying, "That's absolutely right!"

“I think it’s quite good. As long as you can stay true to yourself, where you cultivate yourself isn’t a form of cultivation!” Wenhui said.

That's true, but you don't look like someone who practices asceticism at all.

Upon hearing this, Chen Li couldn't help but inwardly scoff.

Immediately he said:

"If not here, where else can we go?"

Xiao Yuan hesitated for a moment before sighing, "I've been thinking about this for a long time now, and I've realized that I really can't adapt to the life of a rogue cultivator. For the past two years, I've felt like I'm just enduring hardship every day, and my heart feels empty. I can't feel at ease doing anything. I'm planning to find a sect to become a guest elder."

The atmosphere quieted down for a moment.

"Where are you going?" Chen Li asked.

Being a guest advisor isn't an easy job.

Large sects are unnecessary, as they have no shortage of Foundation Establishment cultivators within them.

Even ordinary sects tend to only recruit native cultivators who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage within their own domain, and rarely recruit outsiders.

Firstly, their loyalty is questionable.

Secondly, their origins are unclear, and they are likely spies sent by other sects.

For example, in the past, none of the guest elders of the Zhen Huan Sect came from other regions. If Chen Li had not been a local rogue cultivator and had no connection with the original Chang Sheng Sect, he would not have been able to join the sect at all.

"I want to visit the Divine Sword Sect. I know a lot of people there, and they know my background. Becoming a guest elder shouldn't be a problem," Xiao Yuan said.

"This is far too dangerous!" Peng Yan quickly dissuaded her, "You're practically throwing your life away!"

Chen Li remained silent.

The Divine Sword Sect and the True Realm Sect are neighbors.

With the complete annihilation and fall of the True Sect, the Divine Sword Sect was now on the front lines.

"I've inquired, and it's not as dangerous as the rumors say. The main area where the demonic beasts are rampaging is near the Artifact Sect." Xiao Yuan said with a smile, "As a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, I should be fine as long as I'm careful."

When Chen Li saw Xiao Yuan's renewed spirits, he knew there was no way to persuade him otherwise.

Xiao Yuan has lived in the sect since he was a child. He is used to life in the sect and is willing to take any risks.

……

Xiao Yuan left quickly.

Perhaps I hadn't made up my mind yet, it was just a thought lingering in my mind, but after we talked about it that day, the process accelerated.

Outside Stanley, in the wilderness.

Chen Li and Peng Yanwenhui, a married couple, came to see them off.

"Let's stop here. I hope we'll meet again someday." Xiao Yuan's eyes were slightly moist, and he said with some emotion, "Take care, everyone!"

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself!"

……

Chen Li watched as Xiao Yuan gracefully rode his flying sword and quickly flew away into the distance, the glow of the rising sun on the horizon reflecting on him, turning him crimson.

A heavy feeling welled up inside me.

This departure may mean we never see each other again.