‘I didn’t expect that I would have today too.’

Wang Jixuan really didn't expect it.

A mere Qi training state made him work hard for 19 days and nights before he could barely enter!

If it weren’t for meditation to replace sleep, it might have taken him a month!

When Wang Jixuan first started practicing in his previous life, he had a wisp of internal breath when he first meditated. He formed a great circle of heaven after half a month. In less than a month, he only took less than a hundred days before entering the state of concentration and began to condense three souls and seven spirits to become the god of oneself.

Although there are many factors here, the most important thing is that the spiritual energy in the current world is relatively thin, far less than that in the previous life. Moreover, this body is in his twenties, and most of the meridians are blocked...

Fortunately, he still stepped in.

Wang Jixuan clenched his fists, and a wisp of breath surrounded the skin and entrenched.

The punch he punched now has the same force when he used the Vajra Spell, and it would not hurt himself.

Qi is stored between the flesh and blood of the skin, which is the beginning of practicing Qi.

Wang Jixuan made careful calculations and wanted to reach the state of full breath, according to the current speed of practice, it would take at least four or five months.

The threat from the Black Fire Gang is imminent.

He has lived in this safe house for a long time and has been out three times to find food. It is hard to guarantee that the news will not be leaked.

This matter is unfair, and he will never be at peace.

‘I have entered the state of Qi training, so it is time to settle with them.’

Wang Jixuan used to earthquakes and shook his sleeves, and then found himself sitting cross-legged beside the bed in only underwear, and couldn't help laughing.

He jumped up, and a wisp of breath ran from his body along the difficult route of the Zhoutian, making his pace very light and his perception more sensitive.

Turning on the faucet, Wang Jixuan quickly cleaned the dirt discharged from his pores.

Water is the only free resource in the fortress;

Accompanied by the sound of water, Wang Jixuan's thoughts were rotating rapidly.

He has decided to take the initiative and must be fully prepared.

Captain Zhou sent several news. The most recent time was four days ago. When Wang Jixuan went out to buy emergency food, he got a note with Captain Zhou's mark. The content of the note said that the Black Fire Gang is now under increasing pressure on Captain Zhou, and Captain Zhou may expel Wang Jixuan from the safe house at any time.

‘Fellow Daoist Zhou is a good official. I will be able to refine elixirs when I go up later. I should give him a few more elixirs to prolong his life as a thank you.’

‘The biggest threat in the Black Fire Gang is the hidden weapon called firearms.’

‘To capture the thief first, it is best to solve the leader of the Black Fire Gang first. This person is the root of the disaster.’

According to Wang Jixuan's understanding, the entire downtown was very chaotic, and the Black Fire Gang should have a large number of people. It is not easy for him to win the heads of the enemy generals from all sides of the army.

Wang Jixuan was thinking about some issues that he would not think about when he was practicing hard in his previous life.

The monk's fighting is in the weapon and in the technique.

The spells of low-level monks can be simply divided into three categories: spells, talismans, and harems.

[Mantra] Using fixed spells to mobilize the power of souls and souls, drive spiritual energy, and condense mantras is considered the most basic method.

He has used it several times before, such as the Mantra of Meditation, Mantra of Fire Control, and Mantra of Divine Action.

[Tactics] refers to drawing secret talismans on special talismans and condensing some magic power in the talismans. The advantage is that they can directly throw out talismans to perform magic when fighting. Moreover, there are many ways to talismans, and high-level monks in the sect often prepare some protective talismans for low-level monks.

Wang Jixuan next prepared to get some talismans to protect himself. Although he was not very good at this, he also had several collections of talismans in his mind.

The problem is the appropriate talisman paper and spiritual liquid.

[Organizer] - is to control magic weapons.

The magic weapon is engraved with restrictions inside and outside. The most basic magic weapon can inject magic power, absorb spiritual energy, sacrifice magic weapon, and kill enemies to win.

The simplest magic weapons are such as peach wood swords and amulets. The slightly advanced magic weapons include the Qiankun Ring, the sword pills used for sword control. High-level magic weapons are also called magic weapons, and there are countless categories.

Refining weapons is something that Wang Jixuan is good at, but now he only has various metal objects that he is not very familiar with, so it is difficult to make any use of them.

A good woman can’t cook without rice;

Master Dao also has no magic tools.

Wang Jixuan’s favorite sword-control technique is that he has to reach the fourth level of foundation building before he can start practicing. Forging sword pills also requires some treasure materials.

None of these can be seen, so don't think about it for the time being.

‘Now I can find some talisman protection, but where should I find this talisman paper and spiritual liquid?’

Wang Jixuan was slightly ecstatic in front of the mirror.

Gugugugu—

A roar came from the stomach and intestines.

Wang Jixuan smiled bitterly. He had not completed the foundation building yet, and he could not lose grains, meat and eggs.

Turn your head and glance at the food cabinet;

Empty.

Because he has not been to work for 20 consecutive days, the three types of quotas issued this month have been reduced by half at the same time, and the figures in his quota card are already in danger.

...

Eating is the top priority for the fortress residents.

In the gap in supply of various materials, food shortage has always been an unavoidable problem.

If it weren't for the technology of artificially synthesized starch, the fortress could exchange electricity for food, and the Fortress Intelligent Control Center dispatched all resources around the clock, Fortress No. 76 would not be able to feed so many people.

Wang Jixuan put on a mask and a baseball cap, wrapped in a gray jacket that he exchanged for with a universal quota when he went out the previous time, and rushed to the emergency food vending machine that had explored the location last time.

Food vending machines are usually set up in a circular garden where the [capillary passage] meets. There will be some simple green belts here, and there will be several fitness equipment in places with better conditions.

When Wang Jixuan went out, he chose normal working hours, which was the quietest moment in the residential area of ​​Zhongcheng.

He was actually considering a problem - if he didn't work, he would have no food quota and he would starve to death before fasting.

‘After the matter of the Black Fire Gang is solved later, I will also do some physical labor.’

‘Just take it as the local customs. I have to do not divide the grains and not diligent in all limbs.’

‘If you are a disciple who knows about it, you will definitely make fun of it.’

Wang Jixuan chuckled secretly.

Because his practice was generally smooth, he felt a little more pleasant at this moment.

After walking for a few minutes, I stepped into the circular public area and the target food vending machine came into my eyes.

It has a square shape, with only a narrow window on the front face and a simple card swiping area. The whole is made of high-strength alloy.

Be closer, you can see two lines of faded promotional slogans on its cabinet.

[Don't praise power, it's just flattery.]

[To praise the workers, they deserve praise.]

Wang Jixuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He likes these two slogans.

Take out the credit card from your pocket and close to the card swipe area. Personal information and food lists appeared on the interactive screen. Wang Jixuan still chose the emergency food with the lowest food quota. Under the suggestion of the "Diet Assistant" in the corner of the screen, he spent 3 food quotas to buy a bottle of comprehensive nutrients.

The machine made a buzzing sound, and Wang Jixuan had learned from Mu Liang's memory that this was the conveyor belt inside the machine working...

Um?

Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense, which had been initially restored, suddenly felt a little danger.

He turned his head slightly, and two figures rushed out quickly at the [capillary passage] entrance behind the left, stopped at the intersection and looked towards this side.

They wore green sweatshirts and their muscles were bloated.

This dress...

It's exactly the same as the two guys who were let go by Dr. Wei Na that day.

Black Fire Gang!

Wang Jixuan stood still, and tried his best to relax, waiting for the food he bought to fall to the exit below.

Two strong men in sweatshirts not far away frowned and looked at Wang Jixuan's figure. They were unable to determine whether this was the target they were looking for, but they had already reached into their arms.

Dong, Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong.

Several bags of food fell inside the food pickup mouth below the machine.

Wang Jixuan leaned over, squatted down, and slowly pulled the bag outward as if nothing had happened.

"Mu Liang?"

The strong man on the left frowned and shouted.

Wang Jixuan did not react at all, his breathing was slow and his movements were natural.

The strong man on the right narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on the display screen of the food vending machine. Looking at the personal interface that was about to disappear in two seconds, he suddenly pulled out his pistol from his arms!
To be continued...