Tianjin, starting with unorthodox methods to achieve immortality

There wasn't much going on in the afternoon, so Zheng Changkong and Wu Gan went upstairs to the training room.

Fang Yingxia was also a restless person. She walked around the room twice, said "I'm going to visit another team" and then disappeared.

The room fell silent, leaving only Liu Ruyan and Chen Mo.

Liu Ruyan sat in her seat, flipping through a magazine.

Chen Mo lay on the table pretending to read documents, but in reality, he was contemplating whether to strike first and kill those two foreign devils that night.

"Chen Mo," Liu Ruyan suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

"Actually, it's Aunt Li's birthday in a few days."

She closed the magazine, turned to look at him, and said, "She doesn't have many relatives or friends in Tianjin, just a few of us who are acquaintances."

"I was thinking of inviting you to come along and have some fun, what do you think?"

Chen Mo blinked in confusion. "Aunt Li? Li Siqing's mother?"

"Yes, it's her."

Liu Ruyan nodded. "She's living with us now and keeps saying she wants to go back to Linhe. I think you two were neighbors before, so it would be good for you to go over and catch up."

He was silent for a while, and the image of Aunt Li's face and the two silver dollars that had helped him in his time of need appeared in his mind.

But since Li Siqing had already made her point so clearly back then, there was no point in reminiscing when they met again.

It's better to cherish the memory than to meet in person.

Chen Mo pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "Never mind, I really have something to do."

Liu Ruyan didn't press the matter further, but simply sighed softly, "Alright then."

.......

The office returned to calm. Liu Ruyan remained silent, while Chen Mo quietly lay on the table, planning his subsequent cultivation schedule.

The progress of the "Yin Sha Bone Tempering Method" has reached 80%. After absorbing about ten more pieces of Crimson Yang Blood Crystal, it should be able to push it to perfection.

"I still need to go to the ghost market again when I have time."

Chen Mo's fingertips tapped the table unconsciously, making a soft tapping sound.

Since encountering the giant spider at the West Gate Church that night, he realized that his attack methods were somewhat lacking.

The Yin Soul Strike needs to be condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness before it can be activated. Even though he is now much more skilled at it, it still takes a hundred breaths from condensation to release.

A hundred breaths is about seven minutes, which is enough time for the opponent to take your life dozens of times in a real life-or-death struggle.

Moreover, this technique specializes in attacking the soul, and it is a deadly weapon against ordinary people or low-level martial artists who have not cultivated their souls. However, once they encounter a master who has also cultivated their souls, the effect will be greatly reduced.

The Shadow Puppet Technique is quite flexible; wherever the shadow goes, it can become an eye or a hand.

But in the end, that thing was just a paper figure combined with the Yin energy, and its essence was too fragile.

I discovered this when we killed Lao Ge and the others last time: if a high-level Qi and Blood Warrior releases his Qi and Blood slightly, the Shadow Puppet's attack will be affected.

If Lao Ge's strength had increased by another level at that time, those shadow puppets probably wouldn't have been able to even get close.

As for merging into the Giant Spirit God...

Chen Mo shook his head helplessly.

That thing consumes too much energy.

Last time, I only managed to merge with the energy for a few breaths, and it almost drained me dry. I had to lie in bed for two whole days afterward to recover.

Furthermore, without divine consciousness, the Giant Spirit God's agility is greatly reduced. If it encounters an opponent with fast movement speed, it might not even be able to touch the hem of the opponent's clothes.

As for that merit banner, it contains too few spirits; there are only two or three spirits that have reached the level of vengeful ghosts, so it's not very useful.

Let alone dealing with a master like Joseph, even Old Ge could wipe them out by himself.

If he wants to kill those two foreigners, hand-to-hand combat is now his only option...

Chen Mo clenched his fist, his five fingers tightening, and the immense power within him surged into his palm like a tidal wave, giving him the faint illusion that he could punch through a wall.

He hasn't tested the exact extent of his current strength, but it's definitely at least several times stronger than before.

But this risky approach was too dangerous, and he didn't want to choose it until the very last moment.

"Sigh, my level is still too low."

He flicked his fingers, and the Yin energy flowed around his fingertips, condensing into a wisp of almost invisible pale purple mist.

This is the fundamental thing.

He diligently practiced the methods recorded in the "Taiyin Chongxing Pian" every night without interruption.

But it's still far from reaching the Condensing Qi Realm.

Only by entering the Qi Condensation Realm can one begin to activate various spells, and only then can one be considered to have one foot in the door of becoming a Qi Refining Immortal.

Although he doesn't have any magic right now, it's still something to look forward to.

Chen Mo stared at the wisp of mist on his fingertip and subconsciously flicked it lightly.

The mist shot out and hit Liu Ruyan's thigh in front of her.

Liu Ruyan jolted awake, as if pricked by a needle, and sprang up from the table. She looked down at her legs sleepily, then looked around blankly.

"What is it?"

She rubbed her eyes, her voice hoarse from just waking up.

Chen Mo remained expressionless, his fingertips already retracted under the table.

"What...what thing?"

"My leg... felt a bit cold just now."

Liu Ruyan reached out and touched the spot where she had been hit, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper. "It feels like someone poked me with an ice cube; it's still chilly."

"You were probably having a nightmare, weren't you?"

"impossible."

Liu Ruyan glanced at the empty office, then suddenly sneered, "Was it you who did this?"

"What's going on?"

Before Chen Mo could speak, Zheng Changkong suddenly pushed the door open and came in, just in time to see Liu Ruyan rubbing her thigh and glaring at Chen Mo.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Liu Ruyan glared at Chen Mo, then sat back down. "You're dreaming."

Zheng Changkong looked at the two suspiciously, then gestured with his chin towards Chen Mo, "Brother Chen, come out for a moment, I need to talk to you about something."

Chen Mo got up and followed him out of the office.

At the end of the corridor, Zheng Changkong leaned against the window, took out a cigarette case and offered one to Chen Mo, but Chen Mo waved his hand and didn't take it.

He lit it himself, took a deep breath, and hesitated to speak.

"Get to the point." Chen Mo leaned against the wall.

"Um..." Zheng Changkong scratched his head, "I have a favor to ask."

Chen Mo didn't even look up. "Since it's an unreasonable request, then don't ask. It'll only hurt our relationship."

Zheng Changkong choked, almost swallowing the cigarette smoke. "Cough cough... it's nothing serious."

Even small things won't do.

"Alright, alright." Zheng Changkong stubbed out his cigarette on the windowsill. "I want to borrow some merit points from you."

Chen Mo's brows twitched slightly.

Can I borrow merit points?

Zheng Changkong noticed his confusion and explained, "According to the rules of the Inspection Bureau, merit points can be transferred between each other. You can return them with items of equal value or silver dollars. Of course, there will be some interest charged; that's the old rule."

"How much do you want to borrow?"

"three hundred."

Chen Mo glanced at him.

Three hundred merit points are equivalent to completing a medium-sized mission.

How could Zheng Changkong, a veteran player, be short of this number?

"I know you have some," Zheng Changkong said in a low voice. "I won't lend it for free. The interest will be the same as always, 1.5%, and you have to pay it back within three months."

Chen Mo shook his head. "I have my own use for the merit points, so it's not convenient for me to lend them to you."

Zheng Changkong was taken aback. "What do you want to change it to?"

"Um."

Chen Mo didn't speak, he just looked at him.

Zheng Changkong realized what was happening, gave an embarrassed smile, and said, "Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore."

He turned to leave, then stopped and looked back at Chen Mo, his smile fading slightly. "Chen Mo, we're on the same team, there's no need to be so petty, is there?"

After saying that, he pushed open the door and went back to his office.

Chen Mo stood there, gazing at the gray sky outside the window.

They say that speaking out can hurt feelings, but this person just doesn't understand.

"Let's go to the headquarters now and see if there are any suitable exercises for me."

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