After a hundred years of ringing the bell, I became the ancestor of the sect

Chapter 14 Perfection
Li Qian opened his eyes, and as if electricity was generated in the void, he stretched out his palm, and a strange airflow emerged from the acupuncture points on the palm, spinning forever in his palm, making a slight hissing sound.

"Is this inner energy?"

Li Qian muttered to himself.

Suddenly, his palm changed, and his fingers formed into a sword. He drew it with one stroke, and accompanied by a sharp whistle, a sword energy broke through the air and flew three feet away before dissipating.

But after this sword strike, he suddenly felt that his internal energy was greatly depleted, and he had an invisible sense of loss.

"At most three feet away, the internal energy will dissipate. The distance at which it can attack is estimated to be about one foot."

Li Qian muttered to himself.

Even though it's only one foot farther, it's equivalent to holding a one-foot-long sword, and the threat will be greatly increased.

As the saying goes, an inch long is an inch strong.

What's more, internal energy attacks are sudden and untraceable, and they pose a much greater threat in battle than weapons.

The disadvantage is that the internal energy will be consumed and there is no way to recover it.

Once the internal energy is consumed too much, it will be no different from an internal force martial artist.

"Also, the internal energy attack I just launched was only guided by the sword and the jab, so the attack power is very limited. If it were a real martial art, I think it would be much more powerful."

Li Qian sighed.

It is extremely difficult for him to obtain martial arts and better martial arts techniques.

He didn't have many contribution points, so even though he knew there were a lot of good stuff on the black market, he had no chance of getting them.

We can only place our hopes on the treasure map left by Mr. Song.

But his current strength is too weak and he dares not take such a big risk.

"Let's take it slow. I'm now an entry-level warrior and have a certain ability to protect myself."

Li Qian shook his head and put that unrealistic idea behind him.

Since becoming an entry-level warrior, Li Qian's life routine has not changed at all.

Ringing the bell and practicing martial arts.

However, the effects of sword jabs and punches became increasingly weaker, and the increase in internal energy was extremely slow.

He is in urgent need of practicing a true internal skill. Even with the assistance of the Chen Zhong, his cultivation will remain stagnant at the first level of the acquired realm for a long time.

Time just passed day by day.

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Before he knew it, he had been working as a menial disciple in the Divine Sword Sect for two years.

Host: Li Qian.

Cultivation: Acquired (first level 17/100).

Sacrificial vessel: Chen Bell (Treasure 721/1000).

Martial arts: Sword piercing punch (great success 99/100).

The information displayed on the system panel has changed a lot.

His cultivation reached the first level of acquired realm.

Moreover, after the first level, a progress bar is added.

There was also an additional progression after the sword jab, which appeared after he became an entry-level warrior.

After practicing for several months, his internal energy level only increased by seventeen points, about three points per month.

At his current cultivation speed, it would probably take him more than two years to enter the second level of the acquired realm.

It's just too slow.

There are nine levels in the acquired realm, and it takes three years to go from the first level to the second level. Wouldn't it take him dozens or even hundreds of years to cultivate to the ninth level? No, he would never be able to cultivate to that level.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is to practice and the slower the progress.

There is no way. The effect of practicing sword jab will become worse and worse, until it is completely useless.

"How about taking the inner disciple assessment?"

He also had that thought in his mind for a moment.

But he rejected it immediately.

He certainly couldn't leave the bell tower.

For him, martial arts training is actually secondary, the most important thing is the sacrificial instrument Chen Zhong.

"In a year or so, the Chen Bell will be able to be upgraded again, and there will definitely be greater changes."

Li Qian's eyes sparkled. He must be patient enough.

As for potential risks, he is now an entry-level warrior. As long as he does not leave the bell tower, the bell tower can provide him with a certain degree of defense and sonic deterrence, thereby increasing his strength.

Although he is only at the first level of acquired cultivation, he should be able to deal with warriors with higher cultivation than him with the help of the Chen Zhong.

Of course, all this was just his guess.

After all, he had never used the Chen Zhong's defense or attack.

Chenshi.

After Li Qian rang the bell, he continued to practice sword, jabbing and punching. He did not stop until he completed a big cycle.

With his current level of cultivation, if he wants to complete a big cycle with the sword and jab, he will have to practice it at least several times.

After the practice, his internal energy cultivation made almost no progress and his progress remained stagnant.

However, his attention was suddenly focused on the progress of his sword jab, which had reached 99/100 two months ago.

The last bit of progress seemed to be stuck.

"I wonder what changes will happen when the sword jab breaks through to the next level?"

He was feeling a little bit excited.

At this moment, Chen Yong's voice suddenly came from the foot of the mountain, "Brother Qian."

Li Qian jumped off the bell tower and came to the hillside, where he saw Chen Yong running towards him carrying two wooden barrels.

"Chen Yong, pour it in for me."

Li Qian said.

"okay."

Chen Yong immediately walked quickly, carrying a wooden bucket and coming to a pit covered with a wooden lid.

Lifting the wooden lid, Chen Yong poured two large buckets of night-blooming incense into it.

Li Qian reclaimed land on the mountain and planted a lot of vegetables. He had to apply fertilizer. In the absence of chemical fertilizers, farmyard manure was the best.

"Brother Qian, this year's battle power ranking is about to begin again, do you want to participate?"

After Chen Yong finished pouring, he suddenly asked.

"The bell tower cannot do without people, so I won't participate."

Li Qian shook his head. "Are you planning to participate?"

"Yes, let's exercise and broaden our horizons. I felt that I gained a lot from participating in the battle power ranking last time."

Chen Yong nodded.

After Chen Yong came down the mountain, Li Qian cleared the weeds in the soil for the vegetables. There was no need to apply fertilizer for the time being. Moreover, the night-scented jasmine had to be fermented and aged before it could be used, otherwise the roots would easily burn.

Halfway through his work, he returned to the bell tower, cleaned the dirt off his feet and hands, and went up to the bell platform, ready to ring the bell at the hour of Si.

After ringing the bell for so long, he has become very accurate in keeping time.

Now he doesn't have to wait half an hour in advance like he did at the beginning, so as not to miss the bell ringing time.

dong dong dong.
After the bell rang three times, Li Qian practiced sword and stabbing punches again beside the Chen Bell. The sound of the bell lingered in his mind, and his internal energy became more lively. Under the guidance of the boxing technique, he moved more like flowing water.

Suddenly, Li Qian's thinking consciousness entered a wonderful state, as if a flash of inspiration came to him, and his sword-throwing and boxing techniques underwent subtle adjustments and changes. Faintly, an invisible fist force emanated from him.

This also caused the internal energy in his body to accelerate violently, and it was dissipated back with the fist force, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a sharp sword.

Invisible sword energy permeated his body, cutting through the air.

Suddenly, he shouted softly, and punched with both fists, like two swords thrusting, with a sharp whistle
bang bang.

Followed by two soft sounds.

A hanging hourglass was unexpectedly shattered by the invisible sword energy, and a large amount of sand burst out and scattered on the ground.

Li Qian opened his eyes, a look of surprise on his face.

Because the place where he practiced punching was more than one meter away from the broken hourglass.

At such a distance, it is impossible to use internal energy to break it through the air.

Because the attack range of his sword and jab is only one foot.

But now it has increased several times.

what's the situation?
Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and quickly checked the information on the system interface.

Martial Arts: Sword, Stab and Fist (Perfect).

(End of this chapter)