Martial arts immortality begins with upgrading buildings.

Half an hour later, the swelling and pain in Chen Qing's body completely disappeared, the energy in his body gradually calmed down, and the rate at which his blood and qi increased also began to return to normal.

He stopped moving, clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, feeling as if every muscle was brimming with explosive power, as if he could shatter a steel plate with a single punch.

[Realm: Body Refinement Realm (External Strength 66/500)]

"Good heavens, in such a short time, I have actually gained 60 strands of qi and blood."

He glanced at his personal panel, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Before entering the external realm, it took him about forty days to fully cultivate a hundred strands of qi and blood.

But now, in just half an hour, it has increased by 60% of the previous total.

You should know that after entering the external strength stage, blood purification is much more difficult than before.

This shows just how important resources are for improving one's cultivation level.

Chen Qing suddenly felt that he should upgrade the spirit beast circle first next time.

Perhaps when the Spirit Beast Circle reaches level two, the Golden Feather Demon can evolve again and become a second-tier demon.

"I wonder if the old hen has this kind of demonic blood in its body after it evolves into a second-tier demon."

"We also need to learn about elixirs in advance."

Chen Qing pondered to himself.

The energy released from the initial consumption of the demon spirit's true blood has been completely absorbed by the body, while the remaining energy settles within the body and will continue to play a role in the subsequent process of refining his qi and blood.

So he began practicing the Wind God Leg technique in the courtyard.

Wuji Fist and Wind God Leg became important techniques for him in subsequent battles.

If he can accumulate enough experience and acquire talents before the fight, his chances of defeating his opponent will be much greater.

Chen Qing took a step, her steps light and graceful, moving and darting around the courtyard like a gentle breeze.

A moment later, a line of small characters appeared before my eyes.

[Wind God Leg +1]

In an instant, I felt my body become lighter and my speed increased.

......

The next day.

Chen Qing followed the same routine as before, arriving at the dock to take on jobs and gain experience as a porter.

This time, instead of carrying rice sacks, he used his position as foreman to find an even heavier job at the dock.

A special kind of ore, packed in wooden crates, each crate weighing at least two thousand kilograms, requiring seven or eight adult men to barely lift.

Chen Qing lifted it up and carried it on his shoulder all by himself, leaving the surrounding laborers dumbfounded.

An hour later, Chen Qing glanced at the porter's panel.

【Occupation: Porter (228/500 in one go)】

"Sure enough, the heavier the cargo, the faster the porter gains experience."

A while ago, I was carrying bags of rice. Because the weight was too light, the porter's experience increased very little, only about two points per day.

Today he took on a heavier job, and in just a short while he had already gained six experience points, three times faster than before.

"Just make sure you don't fall behind in your porter experience. The current focus should be on cultivating your Qi and blood, and practicing the Wuji Fist and Wind God Leg techniques."

Chen Qing was making plans in his mind.

After accumulating daily experience, he left the dock and headed towards the county town.

Upon arriving at the inner courtyard of the boxing club, Chen Qing went to the open space where he usually practiced, assumed a stance, and began to practice the Wuji stance to cultivate his qi and blood.

Another corner of the yard.

Wu Dayong is practicing Wuji stance alone.

After more than a dozen cycles, his body reached its limit, so he stopped to rest.

Seeing two male disciples chatting not far away, he walked over with his head held high and a smug look on his face.

One of these two disciples was from the same period as him.

This person's name is Zhang Peng. Back when they were both in the Foreign Languages ​​Department, the two had a fairly good relationship.

Later, Zhang Peng spent less than two months cultivating a hundred strands of qi and blood, successfully breaking through the barrier and entering the inner courtyard.

He, on the other hand, was ten days slower than the other person in accumulating enough energy to successfully break through the barrier.

When he entered the inner courtyard, Zhang Peng had already joined a small exchange group.

He then wanted Zhang Peng to introduce him so he could join the small meeting.

To his surprise, he was immediately ridiculed, who said that only those who could pass the test within two months were qualified to join this circle.

Since then, every time they meet, Zhang Peng always has an arrogant and condescending attitude.

His words were a veiled mockery of the circle he had joined.

He was seething with hatred, but he could only endure it.

After all, the people in the other party's circle are indeed more powerful than those in his circle.

Regardless of talent, ability, or background, they are all superior to those in his circle.

But everything changed yesterday when Chen Qing joined their circle.

Chen Qing was someone who successfully broke through the barrier in just forty days.

In terms of background, she is definitely stronger than the people in Zhang Peng's circle.

He instantly felt that the social class of his had risen in status.

So they couldn't wait to get their revenge for the mockery they had received.

Wu Dayong approached the two disciples, feigning a humble attitude of seeking guidance, and said to Zhang Peng:

"Brother Zhang, I have a question I'd like to ask you."

"What question do you want to ask me? Don't you have your own network of contacts?"

Zhang Peng said with an impatient expression.

"I just want to ask, in the 'Smashing the Stele' move, which direction should the elbow strike for maximum lethality?"

Wu Dayong wasn't annoyed at all, and continued to ask with a smile.

Zhang Peng glanced at him sideways and sneered:

"Wu Dayong, you've been in the inner courtyard for more than a day or two, and you don't even know such basic things? No wonder you were able to get into that circle, you're just a bunch of lowlifes."

"Brother Zhang, you've misunderstood. It's not that I don't know how. It's just that a new brother joined our small exchange meeting yesterday, and he's not very familiar with this. I asked on his behalf if there was a better way."

Wu Dayong said with a smile.

"A newcomer? It seems there's only one new student in the inner courtyard lately, I think his name is... Chen Qing?"

Zhang Peng was taken aback for a moment, then raised an eyebrow and sneered, "You guys didn't bring Chen Qing into your circle, did you?"

"That's right, it's Chen Qing."

Wu Dayong's face immediately showed a smug look, and he raised his chin and said, "Breaking through the cultivation barrier in forty days, just the cost of cultivating qi and blood must be quite high. It is truly an honor for us to invite such a scion of a prominent family into our small gathering."

"A scion of a prominent family?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Peng burst into laughter, laughing so hard he almost cried.

It took him a while to straighten up, wipe his eyes with his sleeve, and pant, "Wu Dayong, you don't know that Chen Qing is just a dockworker, do you?"

Wu Dayong's smile froze, then he frowned and retorted, "Cool labor? Are you kidding me? How could a coolie possibly replenish his energy in forty days? Do you know how much that costs? Where would a laborer from the countryside get that much money?"

"He just got lucky and managed to curry favor with Song Zheming, the young master of the Song family. Young Master Song is kind-hearted and took pity on him, so he gave him some money. You don't even know his background, yet you stupidly come here to brag to me?"

Zhang Peng's face was full of disdain. He then took a step closer, lowered his voice, and said mockingly, "Let me tell you another secret. Do you know who he offended in the outer courtyard? Shen Yifei! Bringing him into your circle, aren't you just asking for trouble?"