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Chapter 413 [Golden Finger, Great Merit]

Endless sea, ten thousand meters below.

The sea was pitch black, and there was no sign of any living creature.

At this moment, He Sheng felt that he was under tremendous pressure from the inside out. If he went down one more centimeter, he would have exceeded the critical value that he could bear and collapsed from the inside out.

An hour!
Time passed slowly, and he felt that every second was like a year. The spiritual energy in his body, which was automatically running, even with the help of crystallized meridians, was running at a speed less than one percent of the usual speed. Even a snail crawling at a speed much faster than it.

In addition, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but during the practice, there is always a kind of icy chill that falls into the dantian along with the water-attributed spiritual energy.

Of course, out of trust in the Daily News System, he did not act rashly. He continued to follow the routine, enduring the enormous pressure and biting coldness as he practiced.

The only good news was that the spiritual energy in the Dantian was gradually condensing into liquid. The remaining part was immediately replenished by the running skills and the crystallized Dantian spiritual energy.

An hour later, he couldn't wait to float to the surface of the sea.

“Huff, huff, huff, huff~~~”

Under the starlight, a human head gasping for air appeared on the calm sea surface. If a fisherman passed by, he would be frightened to death.

"No, you have to slow down."

In the short term, I cannot dive to a depth of 10,000 meters again because my body does not allow it.

Besides, he had to do the experiment tonight to see if fifteen hours could be accumulated. After a long time, when his body was almost recovered, he dived again.

In fact, at the bottom of the sea 10,000 meters below, the pressure is secondary. What is really frightening is the pitch-black environment without any light. That feeling is extremely suffocating and terrifying, even scarier than a small dark room.

However, He was a man who had seen and experienced many things. His past experiences had given him a strong will and endurance.

The second hour of training passed in a flash. Compared to the first time, he had to adapt to the environment and pressure of the seabed more.

When he floated to the surface again, a rare smile appeared on his face. Two-fifteenths of the space in Dantian was occupied by liquefied spiritual energy.

Sure enough, in the information pushed by the daily message system, the fifteen hours in brackets were not written in vain.

"What on earth is that chill?"

Although the cold was biting, it did not hurt him at all.

But there was no one to guide him, and the way of cultivation was given by the "Daily News System", which was different from the ways of the elders, so there was no way to find someone to help him.

"Ugh."

I sighed and waited for the Daily News System to give an explanation later.

"Five days."

According to his own estimation, three times of practice a day was the upper limit. If he ignored it and practiced for the fourth time, his body would definitely collapse.

By then, it is estimated that there will be a crystallized meridian and Dantian under the sea ten thousand meters below. When the undercurrent washes the remains ashore one day and they are passed on to the hands of practitioners, they will be stunned when they learn of their origin.

On the third day after taking office as the sect leader, life was the same as usual, except that there were more and more things that needed signatures every day.

Inside and outside the sect, those who can still stand their ground are either his men or the numbered elders who were defeated. The Giant Whale Sect can be said to be ruled by him alone.

Of course, being the leader of a sect has its advantages. For example, he can freely browse all the information and martial arts in the sect.

There is nothing much to say about martial arts. There is only one best technique - "Giant Whale Swallowing the Ocean". The rest are all scraps. If you can practice to the inner training realm, you are gifted.

There is no way, who let the Giant Whale Sect dominate in Sanshui City. Outside forces can't get in at all. Without the interference and competition of external forces, the internal affairs will naturally be rotten, not to mention development.

In addition, the Bailang Sect treats the Jujing Sect as dogs. With the support of the powerful and the practitioners in the whole city, the Jujing Sect will not fall apart no matter how bad it is. Is there a need to go to all the trouble to do all those fancy things?

"Alas, I have to hurry and find the follow-up skills."

Once the golden elixir was formed, he had no more practice.

After the spiritual energy in Dantian liquefies, go to the market in the dense forest east of Qingyu Town to take a look.

After looking at the skills, he set a new rule: the Giant Whale Sect can make money now, but the Sect Master must make enough money first. Otherwise, anyone who dares to raise a hand will have his claws chopped off.

No matter how much gold notes you make, it is never too much, as gold notes are accepted in trade.

Ninth Elder?
He was alone, and all he had left for the rest of his life was to enjoy himself. There was no need for him to work hard to make money like before. He could see that the young man from the fishing village whom he had taken in not long ago was going to Lianzhuang.

At least, no one seems to be thinking of getting promoted now.

Well, there is only one worry.

Great elder!
It would be difficult to wait for the other party to come out.

In the early hours of the morning, the daily messaging system finally pushed out three messages again.

[Daily Intelligence ① (Gray), Yuan Yingtao stayed at home, occasionally sending his servants to keep an eye on the Giant Whale Sect, drinking tea and eating melons, and his life was very comfortable.]

Well, I haven’t seen any gray news for a long time, and today I saw a ghost.

waste!

next.

[Daily Intelligence ② (Purple), Regarding the formal practitioners' techniques, the low-level disciples in the market do not have them. They are just the lowest group of people in the Bailang Sect. What they practice is just the real version of "Giant Whale Swallowing the Ocean Style", which is only slightly better than the simplified version of the Giant Whale Sect.

However, on the right hand side of the entrance to the market, in the 35th stall, there is a book on refining various low-level elixirs, and there are some tips in the book. 】

The first paragraph of the message made his heart sink. No wonder, no wonder the practice method of "Giant Whale Swallowing the Ocean" was a bit weird, but the effect was surprisingly good, and it could crush the numbered elders.

So, you in the Bailang Sect are too lazy to even create martial arts, and you just take the skills of the low-level disciples and modify and simplify them for us to practice?
However, the second half of the film made me excited again. Oh, the daily message system provided me with solutions to the problems I was worried about yesterday.

"Red Book."

"The stall doesn't accept gold notes. I need to exchange for some spiritual fluid."

Now, he has a lot of gold notes in his hand, a total of 330,000 taels. Thirty-three bottles of spiritual liquid must be enough to buy a book of alchemy.

After all, a good magic weapon can be made with only a dozen bottles of spiritual liquid.

Only the last one left!
[Daily Intelligence ③ (Purple), the Holy Church has decided to send practitioners to sneak into Sanshui City in fifteen days to assassinate the newly appointed leader of the Giant Whale Sect and teach the White Wave Sect a lesson.]

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No, the one who has a grudge against you is the Bailang Clan. You are so shameless to use a small pawn like me as a target. Give them a lesson, at least shut down the market.

Would Bailangmen feel sad about the death of the leader of Giant Whale Sect?
Aren't you making a fool of yourself?

The people of the Holy Church must have had their brains kicked by a donkey.

Horse riding!
A disaster has come from the sky.

"On the 15th, time is running out."

Without saying anything, he took the gold note and rushed to the market overnight. There were still several hours before closing, so it was not too late to go now.

At the trade fair, the masked pig-faced man took out thirty-three bottles of spiritual liquid and was very happy.

Big customer!

As for who He Sheng was and where he earned so much money, it was none of his business. After entering the Bailang Gate, he experienced more and more things, and saw things more and more clearly.

His main job is to be in charge of the mutual trade business, and he is not a constable in the yamen who gets to the bottom of everything.

"Stall No. 35."

The stall owner was a man wearing a monkey mask, and he mainly sold books, all kinds of old books. Some books were even half missing, and even worse, there were only a few pages. "Take a look, the price is cheap." The monkey-faced man spoke in a muffled voice, obviously on purpose, not wanting people to judge his identity from his voice. I think he must be a little famous in the Bailang Sect, otherwise he wouldn't act like this.

"it is good."

The man surnamed He picked up several books in succession and selected them, which made the monkey-faced man very happy.

“The book is too old.”

“So that’s why the price is cheap?”

It doesn't matter if he belittles her. Because of this, the monkey-faced man can be sure that the other party really wants to buy. As the old saying goes, those who praise and criticize are buyers, and those who applaud are idlers.

"Pick out the ones about alchemy for me."

He Sheng was really at a loss, so he planned to choose secretly. Who would have thought that some books didn't even have names, and they were moldy and incomplete, so there was no way to tell whether they were genuine books.

"have to!"

The stall owner rummaged through the stall with his hands, and soon he had piled up a high pile of books on elixirs.

"???"

Good man, you want to sell the stall to me.

"There are only a few complete volumes, and most of them are incomplete. I don't dare to overcharge people in the market. How about you buy all the books on elixirs at once, and pay fifteen bottles of spiritual liquid for it?"

Good news, the price was lower than I expected. Bad news, there were too many books, many of which were in fonts I didn’t recognize.

We can only rely on the "Daily News System".

"to make."

He took out fifteen receipts from his pocket and handed them to the stall owner. The stall owner took them with a smile and wrapped up the books. The receipts were a kind of currency in the trade, and each one represented a bottle of spiritual fluid.

There was no way. A few bottles of spiritual liquid were easy to deal with, but what about transactions involving dozens, tens, or even hundreds of bottles of spiritual liquid? You couldn't carry it with you and make it clang as you walked.

Later, the small bills, a unique trading currency for the mutual market, were derived. Don't underestimate it, the small bills for the mutual market also have a trading market in Bailangmen.

Imitation?

You can go ahead and imitate it, but the entire Bailang Clan is behind Hu Shi. If they find out, they will scatter the ashes of your entire family.

After returning the books to the headquarters of the Giant Whale Sect, they headed straight for the Endless Sea.

In the morning, return slowly.

In another three months, it will be time to pay tribute to the Bailang Sect.

What to do next depends on the information provided by the Daily News System.

If everything goes well and he gets the skills of a formal practitioner, and as long as there is enough time, he will definitely empty the Giant Whale Sect and gain a lot of profits in the trade, so that he can quickly reach the point where he is strong enough to fight against the formal practitioners in a short period of time.

Otherwise, just stay quiet and stay out of trouble. First, pretend to be friendly with the Bailang Sect for a few years, and then fight them when you have enough strength.

In the blink of an eye, it was early morning again.

[Daily Intelligence ① (Purple), 160 kilometers southeast of Hushi, a disciple of the Bailang Sect was besieged by the Saint Church. He fought his way out of the siege and escaped, but he fell to the ground with serious injuries and died suddenly. At this time, more than a dozen wild wolves were biting his body. Unfortunately, they couldn't even tear his clothes.]

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The Daily News System is getting more and more outrageous, and they actually asked him to pick up corpses.

"Purple news, there must be enough good stuff on you."

Otherwise, a corpse of a formal practitioner would be of no benefit at best at the green level.

Read the next one first, then go again after reading it. Don’t miss out on this great deal.

[Daily Intelligence ② (Purple), Three days later, because of the specific pattern of knocking on the door every seven days, the signal that informed the Great Elder that the outside world was calm did not sound. The Great Elder would become suspicious and decide to end his practice and come out of retreat.]

Ok?
Lao Deng, you really know how to pick the right time to cause trouble.

Three days later?

In three days, my spiritual energy will turn into liquid. Am I afraid of you?

I'll go search the corpse overnight. If I find anything good, you'll be in big trouble.

That's right, I'll give the order to the people in the Punishment Hall to treat those three Qi Training Realm masters in the Black Prison. Damn, I caught them, but they dared to plant mines secretly. Do you really think I'm made of clay?

Last but not least, please don’t let me down.

[Daily Intelligence ③ (red), read the sixteenth book from top to bottom under 10,000 meters of water, and you will get the Bailang Sect's orthodox cultivation method - "Bailang Jue".]

red?

It’s actually above the purple level!
It seems that the level of "Bai Lang Jue" is very, very, very high.

Well done to the Daily News System, you have done a great job.

"Orthodox magic formula?"

Could it be that the current Bailang Sect's magic techniques are unorthodox?

Wait a minute, if I remember correctly, the Bailang Sect seemed to have been driven away by the Holy Church.

Perhaps their sect was lost during the migration, or even the former location of the sect was destroyed by the Holy Church, resulting in the incompleteness of the sect's orthodox techniques, and the current cultivation techniques were actually supplemented by later generations.

"No, as long as the people at the top are alive, the White Wave Technique should not be missing."

Unless, from the very beginning, "White Waves" is wrong.

"Forget it, it's none of my business."

The Bailang Clan is his enemy, so why should he worry about what’s happening in his enemy’s family?

After packing up, I headed to the location of the first piece of information from the Daily News System overnight.

With his strength at the fourth level of Qi training, his speed was simply too fast.

After a while, they arrived at an unfamiliar mountain.

"Search."

It was just an approximate location. Without specific coordinates, he could only search bit by bit. After a moment, he saw several animal eyes emitting green light in the dark.

Wow, we finally found the real culprit.

The body was dressed in white, but unfortunately most of it was stained with blood.

The fatal wound was in the heart, as if pierced by a spear.

"He's a character."

Despite such injuries, he was able to break through the encirclement and escape from the pursuers. This shows his ability.

After driving away the wolves, he squatted down and felt around with his hands.

Not long after, he left in a hurry.

When He Sheng was immersed in darkness, half a day later, a group of wild wolves jumped out from the shadows and swarmed over him.

(End of this chapter)