Chapter 292 The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly

Chapter 292 The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly

Chapter 292 The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly

Night
There were oil lamps lit in Li Zhongren's house.

As mentioned before, his family was so poor that even the mice that came would leave with tears in their eyes.

Yes, but not all.

The place where he is now is called Nanxi County.

It is a county town.

But he didn't actually live here at first.

He lived in a village outside the county town, where he grew up and ate a variety of local delicacies.

At present, although the yard he lived in was dilapidated, it was not his. After all, with his previous status, he could not afford to buy a house in the county town.

This is a livelihood.

The people in that village raised him up, and he returned the favor by providing them with some money-making businesses.

This house is actually a stronghold.

As for what their livelihood is, it’s just one word: salt.

Because this is a world with a stable social structure.

Even though he has extraordinary powers, he is restrained by the earthly energy.

So life for the lower class is hard, but at least it is stable.

Then, salt becomes a necessity.

As we all know, in any era, salt occupies an extremely important position in the lives of ordinary people.

It just so happened that the village where he lived was backed by a mountain with salt mines on the mountain. Of course, the salt was inedible because there were too many impurities. He used the supersaturated crystallization method of later generations to help them extract the purest sodium chloride from it.

However, the sentence is still the same.

This is a business that makes a lot of money.

Wanli is so profitable that everyone is jealous.

So, after he succeeded, he directly passed the method to Muramasa, the largest landlord in the village and also the old man who first took him in.

The old man is very rich and has some influence.

The most important thing is that compared with other landlords, he has a nice heart, otherwise they would not have taken him in.

In a world like this, meeting such a person is actually no different from winning the lottery.

But then again, if there hadn't been such a person, he would have starved to death, and nothing would have happened later.

Therefore, the old man regarded the secret recipe as the greatest inheritance of his family, and at the same time planned a series of safe and secret methods to sell the salt.

This house is one of the strongholds.

The packaged salt will be delivered to several locations in the county town through various means, and then sent out of the city and sold far away.

The reason why they don’t sell it locally is because they are worried about being discovered.

And why should it be sent to the city first?

This is because only in this way can large quantities of goods be shipped, and following the caravan will make it easier to conceal one's tracks.

After all, when you enter the city, you can move it in little by little like ants moving, but when you look out, there will be a huge pile.

Therefore, the most valuable thing in this yard is actually the salt, but the salt is hidden very well and ordinary constables cannot find it.

And tonight was supposed to be the time to gather the goods and secretly transfer them to the cargo station.

Unfortunately, the entire county is now under blockade, so it is estimated that the delivery of goods will be temporarily suspended for a while.

Of course, Li Zhongren didn't care.

In the past, he didn't care because he knew that money can move people, so when the old man offered him a share, he refused. For him, who had no one to rely on, that was a death sentence. If he didn't take it, he could still live, but if he took it, when the old man died, his family members might want to kill him.

Now, he doesn't care anymore. I'm going to cultivate immortality, why should I care about your mundane affairs? Of course, it's not that he doesn't care at all. He still needs to take revenge.

Just like he said, in this era, meeting a landlord like the old man is like winning the lottery.

The reality is, they are all ruthless people.

That's the case with the old man's family.

In fact, many of his brothers at home wanted to kill him to prevent him from leaking the secret. He secretly heard about this, but they were stopped by the old man.

But even so, these people would humiliate him from time to time.

It sounds stupid, but it's reality.

Besides, there are more realistic things.

The son that the old man treats as his treasure is not his son, but his wife and his younger brother's.

That little bastard, like his real father, is even less of a human being.

Before, he had no ability, so he could only endure it silently. However, he was not a masochist. He secretly collected all the evidence of salt smuggling and was ready to fight them to the death at any time.

Of course, that’s not necessary now.

When he has achieved success in his cultivation, he will help the old man clean his house, as a way of repaying him for his kindness in giving him a meal. After that, the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap and the sky will be high enough for birds to fly.

But then again, are geniuses so unreasonable?

Li Zhongren opened his eyes.

The visualization picture was obtained in the morning, and the state of meditation was achieved at noon.

It's about nine o'clock in the evening now. After all, there are no clocks in this era, so we can only estimate the time based on the moon.

He had already completely learned this visualization method, and even found the time to modify the misleading part.

At this moment, he finally understood why geniuses love reading and studying so much.

It’s nothing, there is positive feedback.

Why do people love playing games?
It is because playing games brings positive feedback that you will feel like you are the character in the game and you can do anything.

I'm not good at studying. I've studied for a whole year and I can't even remember a few words. Who would want to study?

But if you can understand it at a glance and master it at once, then I guarantee that everyone will love to learn it.

Just like he is now.

There was a breath, or cloud, in the Dantian.

It looked like a magnified atomic cloud, constantly flashing.

This is the seed of immortality constructed in the body through visualization.

It is like a seedling that takes root in one's body, slowly taking root and sprouting. In this process, one can also use it to display all kinds of magical abilities. Until it grows to its limit, then you can master this kung fu.

Then, the second step was the most dangerous one. Li Zhongren took a deep breath, and with a thought, the acupoints in his body slowly opened up. The rich earthly power between heaven and earth rushed into his body like a high-pressure water tap, flowing along the meridians, and finally fell into his dantian, and was absorbed by the seed.

This is the reason mentioned before, those who practice Taoism cannot leave the worldly world, but they cannot stay in it forever.

First, the risk you take when opening your acupoints in the mortal world is too great. If you are not careful, you may drown.

Second, the red dust, the red dust, the millions of people, the power of the red dust is so complex, even dirtier than those dirty salt mines. Filtering, transformation, absorption, every step can not be wrong, otherwise, it will pollute one's own foundation of Taoism.

This is also the main theme of the cultivators in this world, and what they emphasize is to remain untainted by the mud.

But, who makes him a genius?

In terms of comprehension, he can understand any ability at a glance and master it once he learns it.

Physically, his acupoints are as hard as tempered steel and are connected with his mind. They can be adjusted at will like the sluice gates of a reservoir. The most important point is that his meridians have their own filtering function. He does not need to bother to transform the complex power of the world. The meridians can transform and filter it by themselves, and then expel these impurities from the body through the acupoints.

It feels like having your own water purifier.

Therefore, when ordinary immortal cultivators come to places with a high concentration of worldly energy, the most they can do is to close their orifices and meditate, practice internal self-circulation, or take special pills to make up for the missing true qi. Only when they are far away from the worldly energy can they absorb a large amount of the worldly energy.

But he is different. He can open his acupoints and absorb the power of the world anytime, anywhere. In fact, for him, the power of the world is something he can adapt to directly.

Needless to say, the efficiency gap is huge.

As the power of the mortal world penetrated into his body, the cloud of light that looked like an atomic cloud began to change. In Li Zhongren's perception, it was like a plant that encountered water, nutrients, and sunlight, and began to grow wildly.
Normally, a martial art cannot be practiced in this way, because it will make the foundation unstable. After all, any change requires time to settle.

But who made him so gifted?
As mentioned before, his understanding and foundation are both top-notch.

His top-level comprehension allowed him to ensure the stability of his foundation in this rapidly expanding state of cultivation.

His top-notch foundation gave him the strongest tendons and veins. Even if the power of the mortal world continued to wash away his meridians, it would not cause damage to them.

Naturally, with these two major issues, the Golden Silkworm Skill, which was supposed to take at least five years to achieve some success, was already practiced to some success by midnight.

What is a small success?

Small but complete.

It has all the necessary functions.

His ten fingers were like ten launchers that could shoot out golden silk threads. Each strand of these silk threads was the sharpest knife, and when twisted together, they became the strongest rope.

This is a small success.

"ssssssssssssssssssssssssssss~~"

Li Zhongren suddenly opened his eyes and trembled his fingers. Countless silk threads that were invisible to the naked eye seemed to have vitality and began to climb in this dilapidated courtyard.

It's nothing, the small map shared from other worlds shows that enemies are coming.

There are two in total, both are huge red dots.

It is obvious that these two should be monks.

As for the reason why he found himself, it was probably related to that corpse. After all, he had come into contact with that corpse.

So, what to do?
In a flash, Li Zhongren made the decision.

“This is it.”

"Yes, this is it."

Under the cover of night, Xin Chengzi and Bashanzi quietly arrived outside Li Zhongren's house.

However, they did not go in directly, but instead cautiously walked around Li Zhongren's house several times.

The reason is very simple, this is the world of mortals.

For ordinary people, they can't feel anything, but for monks, this place is like the deep sea.

This is Li Zhongren's own analogy. As we all know, the pressure in the deep sea is so great that it can even crush steel behemoths like submarines into a ball, but many deep-sea fish can swim leisurely on the seabed.

One reason.

Naturally, in such an environment, the immortal cultivation system of this world attaches great importance to one thing when fighting in the mortal world, and that is to destroy your pressure balance.

This is simpler and more covert than techniques that target you directly.

Of course, there are disadvantages to doing this. If the other party is proficient in the art of pressure, they will not be affected and your efforts will be wasted. You must know that in the world of mortals, at least for people other than Li Zhongren, it is impossible to recover your energy while fighting, except for taking drugs.

"You set up the formation, and I'll guard the place."

After searching for a while and confirming that there was no formation here, Xin Chengzi spoke directly.

Okay, Bashanzi nodded slightly, jumped lightly, and came to the roof of a nearby house, staring at Li Zhongren's house from a distance.

Xin Chengzi took out many things from the Xumi mustard seed bag he was carrying and set up some kind of formation around Li Zhongren's house.
"rise!!"

After some arrangements, Xin Chengzi also came to Bashanzi, clasped his hands together, and chanted some kind of spell. It sounded like human language, but when you listen carefully, it seems that you can't understand it. This is a spiritual language specifically spoken to the seeds in the body, which is an auxiliary means.

People with a high level of cultivation do not have to chant, but the benefit of chanting is that it can save one's own true Qi and improve stability.

Finally, Xin Chengzi clapped his hands and pointed forward.

Faintly, Bashanzi seemed to hear the sound of the tide.

He knew that this was one of Xin Chengzi's unique skills, the Tide of Red Dust.

Looking for the sound, Bashanzi saw that in the distance, the power of the mortal world gathered high and turned into a huge wave a hundred meters high, and then silently slammed down towards the limited range with a loud bang.
In the world of the naked eye, nothing happened, as if a breeze blew by, and the leaves of the jujube tree in the yard swayed a few times.

However, if a cultivator can see the power of the mortal world, he can see that the power of the mortal world is raging wildly within the barrier. Under such circumstances, ordinary cultivators will die as soon as they enter the barrier.
After a long time, the tide receded and everything returned to silence.
Xin Chengzi and Bashanzi also pushed open the door.

The courtyard was empty.

They went back into the house.

The room was actually empty.

"nobody?"

The two were stunned.

Just now, they clearly felt the presence of someone in here.

"Oops."

Without saying a word, the two of them instinctively wanted to run outside, because the other party must have noticed it. What they just sensed was probably not a real person, but some means of attracting attention.

"Pfft."

"Pfft."

Then, two thin silk threads got stuck on their necks. If they hadn't stopped in time, they would have been torn apart from their heads.

And more importantly, the moment they braked suddenly, they felt a slight chill on the back of their necks.

Two more lines were passed through the back of their necks.
Just right, they were stuck right where they were.

"You two, please don't move. Otherwise, if you lose your head, I won't be responsible."

(End of this chapter)