Chen Cheng listened to the movement outside, and it was Lin Fengxiao that condensed Second-Incense Blood Qi.
The result Chen Cheng was not surprising. He continued to pour Five Dragon Decoction completely into the bowl, picked it up, and drank it all.
He waited for a while for the medicine to gradually dissipate, and then tempered Moon Breath of Avici again, plus Health-Preserving Taiji again.
It can be seen intuitively through the panel values.
After taking Five Dragon Decoction, I practiced the same skills again, but the results were more than doubled as before.
"According to this calculation, the time it takes me to condense Three-Incense Blood Qi can be reduced by at least half! Twenty days... no! Half a month is enough!"
Chen Cheng had a flash of light in his eyes, and was making secret calculations.
"Although the efficiency is doubled, the stress and overdraft on the body during the exercise process is also greatly increased... Not only can meat and medicinal diets not be stopped, but the quantity and quality must be continuously improved."
"... Beast meat and high-end medicinal foods are only provided to the Inner Hall disciples... I can't buy them even if I have money... I have to think of other ways."
"Right now, I can only use the Blood-Boosting Herb given by Venison Medicinal Meal and the Proprietor to hold on for a while..."
Chen Cheng Slowly exhale a breath of turbid air, concentrate on adjusting your breath, and continue to exercise.
After dinner.
Chen Cheng left Martial Hall alone.
There is still a hint of dark orange on the horizon, and there are few pedestrians on the street.
At a corner somewhere on the main street, when he was about to go in the direction of Zhao Hai Family, his steps slowed down without leaving a trace.
His five senses and six consciousnesses far surpassed those of the same realm Martial Artist. At this moment, he was like an invisible spider web, keenly capturing the extremely suppressed breathing and footsteps of the same person.
Those subtle movements are always at the edge of the ordinary Martial Artist perception range, following each step, and the distance is very delicate.
If it were another two sticks, Blood Qi Martial Artist, there would be absolutely no noticeable abnormality at this moment.
However, in front of Chen Cheng's perception, every move of the man behind him was locked and clearly outlined in his mind, comparable to the holographic projection of his previous life.
The next moment.
Chen Cheng's footsteps returned to normal, and even the direction did not change, and he continued walking towards Zhao Hai Family.
As the night gets darker, the streets and alleys of Annan Ward take on a different look.
The further north you go, the closer you get to the huge dark city wall of Inner City, the cleaner and quieter the surrounding area becomes.
The stone pavement underfoot is much smoother, and the courtyard walls on both sides are taller and neater. Occasionally, a lantern hanging under the eaves of the door shines with dim light, illuminating the closed red door and the stone beast.
The wall stands majestically at the end of the field of vision, like an iron curtain spanning the sky and the earth, dividing Yin and Yang.
Even in this relatively good location, looking up, the feeling of pressure from the wall is still coming. The outline of the sentry tower is faintly visible at the top of the wall, like ferocious tooth marks under the dark blue sky.
Inside and outside the wall, it is said that the air you breathe, the light you shine on, and even the road under your feet are all completely different things.
Zhao Hai Family lives in this area, but he has to turn from the main street into the alley.
"Where are the people!?"
Seeing that Zhao Hai Family had turned two more corners, the stalker suddenly hurried a few steps, then stopped suddenly at the corner, and an uncontrollable shock suddenly appeared on his face.
"Weren't you there just now? How... why did you disappear?"
He scratched his blue bald head, a chill crawling up his spine.
He considers himself a master of tracking, but this is the first time he has encountered this strange thing of disappearing out of thin air.
"What a hell!"
After hesitating for a moment, he had no choice but to move forward and find Zhao Hai to revive him.
However.
As soon as he walked away, in a corner not far behind him, Chen Cheng seemed to slowly separate from the ink.
His eyes were firmly fixed on the figure who was leaving hastily in front of him, and like a silent ghost, he followed quietly.
The identities of hunter and prey were instantly swapped.
Zhao Hai The side hall of the house is brightly lit with candles and filled with the aroma of wine, food and charcoal fire.
Zhao Hai was sitting at the main seat, his face was red from the alcohol, he didn't eat a bite of the food, he picked up the wine glass and motioned to the person on the left.
"Old Zou, brother, I am really grateful that you can come here in person this time! Come on, let me toast you again!"
Next to him was a tough man with an iron complexion and dirty clothes.
A scar slashed diagonally from his brow bone to the corner of his mouth, and he was chewing some kind of red dried meat with a pair of rotten dark brown teeth.
This person's name is Zou Kui. He is a fierce bandit in the green forest who has been entrenched on the northern trade road all year round. He has committed rape, robbery and robbery, and has committed many crimes.
"Okay, stop saying a few polite words."
Zou Kui said in a rough voice.
"Over the years, you have given us a lot of Caotou Mountain. Besides... my trip is not in vain! I am very satisfied with these Treasure Snake Jerky!"
"As long as you are satisfied! As long as you are satisfied!"
Zhao Hai responded continuously, seemingly generous, but in fact when his eyes glanced at the small wooden box in front of Zou Kui, he still felt extremely painful.
Just such a small box of Treasure Snake Jerky, the size of a palm, almost emptied his Zhao Hai family fortune.
"Tell me, when will we do it?" Zou Kui asked directly.
"No rush yet."
Zhao Hai put down the wine glass and said in a solemn voice.
"I still don't have any irrefutable evidence at hand. It's not that I'm afraid of killing that kid unjustly, but that I'm afraid that Dragon Mountain Hall and Shen Mi will pursue them. It's hard for me to explain... After all, I just came back."
"Besides, that kid is by no means mediocre. It's better to be cautious... I have asked other brothers to keep an eye on him and find out his details and whereabouts first. When he reveals his flaws, I will give him a fatal blow!"
"What a damn wordy person!"
Zou Kui curses on the lips, but in his heart he thinks so. Who is willing to fight head-on when it can be solved with a dirty trick?
He took a big gulp of wine and acquiesced to this arrangement.
"Who!?"
At this moment, Zou Kui suddenly woke up and jumped up like a beast that smelled danger. His eyes were fixed on the door, and all the muscles in his body tensed instantly, assuming a fighting posture.
Zhao Hai was slow for a moment, then barely noticed footsteps approaching from outside the house.
"It's me! Ding Sanshui!"
"Bang!"
The door was pushed open hastily by the visitor.
It was the bald man who was following Chen Cheng, who came in with a cold air, his face looked extremely ugly in the candlelight.
"Old Zhao! People... people are lost!"
"What!? Even... even you can't keep up with him!?"
Zhao Hai's eyes widened, and his expression was extremely shocked.
Zou Kui stopped his posture, glanced at Ding Sanshui with some disdain, and cursed in his heart, "Trash."
"Now we're in trouble..."
Zhao Hai frowned, Zou Kui didn't know Ding Sanshui, but he Zhao Hai knew clearly in his heart that Ding Sanshui was the most capable leader under him.
The so-called leader is the eyes and ears of the caravan, specializing in exploring the road ahead.
Observing the sky, checking road conditions, identifying bandits, and warning of animal attacks rely on five senses and six senses that are far beyond ordinary people. At the same time, one needs to be good at hiding in order to protect oneself.
Tracking and counter-tracking are the skills that Ding Sanshui has mastered for many years.
But now... he has actually lost Chen Cheng!
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