After eating.
Chen Changming began to practice Evergreen Art. After practicing for a few hours, he began to comprehend the second level of Heavenly Furnace Body-Forging Art.
The first layer is for skin training, and the second layer is for meat training.
When he was wandering in Savage Wilderness, he began to comprehend the second level. Due to the harsh and precarious environment around him, the speed of his comprehension was also greatly reduced. In nearly a year, he had comprehended half of the progress.
At night, Chen Changming ran out in a hurry and walked around without looking for a toilet. In desperation, he could only knock on Zhao Qianshan's door next door.
"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Qianshan asked, holding back a smile.
Seeing the suffocated look on the young man's face, how could he, an old man like him, not know what was going on?
"Brother Zhao, is there no toilet here? How do you make it convenient?"
Chen Changming asked awkwardly.
In the past, when he was at the Lingxiao Sect, he lived in a separate courtyard, so he could find an open space to solve the problem.
He never thought that he would almost suffocate to death from a splash of urine in Tangtang Martial Spirit City.
The place is densely populated and the space is small. It is impossible to find a quiet place to solve the problem quietly.
"Haha, this is what happened."
Zhao Qianshan laughed, and a round object appeared in his palm, "Brother, do you need this?"
Chen Changming took a closer look and was stunned.
This turned out to be a urinal.
"It turns out that you need to use a urinal here?" Chen Changming blurted out, with a strange look on his face.
"Haha, yes, with so many people eating, drinking, and defecating, how many toilets are needed? Wuling Pavilion specially placed dozens of large tanks in the north end specifically for holding feces and urine."
Zhao Qianshan laughed.
Chen Changming:"..."
"How many Spirit Stone?"
He took a deep breath and asked.
He is in urgent need of a urinal to solve his internal emergency problem.
"A piece of Spirit Stone."
Zhao Qianshan said.
"Here you go, Brother Zhao."
Chen Changming quickly took out a piece of Spirit Stone and stuffed it into Zhao Qianshan's hand, grabbed the urinal and ran into the house.
Zhao Qianshan was lying on the lounge chair at the door again, humming a little tune, as if waiting for something.
After a while.
Chen Changming came out with a relaxed expression, holding a urinal.
"Brother, if you return the shit basin, do you have to get another one?" Zhao Qianshan has another thing in his hand.
And a shit basin?
Chen Changming was shocked.
Originally he wanted to use it both for excrement and urine, but he didn't expect that Zhao Qianshan also had a excrement basin in his hand.
"Brother, our Martial Spirit City management is very strict. We must separate feces and urine, and we must not pretend to be wrong. So, this shit basin is also an indispensable thing for the monks here..."
Zhao Qianshan shook his head and said.
"Okay, how much?"
Chen Changming said helplessly.
"A piece of Spirit Stone."
"Here you go, Brother Zhao."
Chen Changming took out another piece of Spirit Stone and gave it to Zhao Qianshan, and replaced it with a shit basin.
He threw the shit basin at the door and took the urine basin himself to go to Beitou.
"Brother, that place is not a good place. You can just go there every morning to relieve yourself, right?"
Zhao Qianshan curled his lips and said.
"Same."
Chen Changming came to his senses, picked up the shit basin at the door, and walked into the house with a dark face.
Put down two pots.
Chen Changming was also dumbfounded. Martial Spirit City was constantly refreshing his lower limit of knowledge.
He continued to comprehend the second level of Heavenly Furnace Body-Forging Art.
When he got tired in the middle of the night, he practiced Evergreen Art.
Early the next morning, after relieving himself, Chen Changming carried two basins and walked towards the north end. Fortunately, the basins had lids, so he wouldn't feel sick.
As soon as he walked to the street, he was shocked to see many plump female cultivators carrying urinal basins, chatting and laughing, forming a mighty army and heading straight for the dozens of large vats at the north end.
"This..."
Smelling the stinky smell in the air, Chen Changming turned around and ran back into the house.
He quickly closed the door, his heart pounding.
This Qiansha Zhao Qianshan deliberately asked him to throw away his urine in the morning. He must be damned.
"Forget it, let's talk about it later."
Chen Changming frowned.
Right.
Suddenly his heart moved, he found an empty Storage Bag and threw all the feces and urine into it. Then he rinsed it with clean water and poured the dirty water into it.
Then, he threw the two basins into another Storage Bag.
Anyway, in the Ziyuan Secret Realm, he harvested dozens of Storage Bag, so it didn't matter if he wasted two Storage Bag on feces and urine.
In this way, he doesn't have to fight with those women to take out his shit.
"In this Martial Spirit City, the qi-training monk is not as good as a dog outside. It's so miserable..."
Chen Changming sighed.
He went back to bed and continued to practice Evergreen Art. At noon, he lit the fire to cook, and after eating, he understood the second level of Heavenly Furnace Body-Forging Art.
That's it.
Without leaving home, he quickly adapted to the slum-like rhythm here, and his cultivation became orderly.
"It's strange, this guy is so good, he didn't come out for several days."
Outside the door, Zhao Qianshan was lying on the armchair, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
When this happens, it can only mean one thing.
This little brother threw all his shit and urine into Storage Bag.
"What a fucking ruthless person, Storage Bag is pretending to be shit..."
Zhao Qianshan was angry.
Things in Martial Spirit City are very expensive, Storage Bag is also a precious thing, and there is only one ordinary Qi training monk.
Who would put shit and urine into such a precious Storage Bag?
Two months later.
Chen Changming successfully broke through the fifth level of the Qi Refining Realm, and two days later, he finally penetrated the second level of Heavenly Furnace Body-Forging Art.
"Okay, now we have to train the meat."
Chen Changming's eyes became determined, and his heart was full of expectations.
Once the muscles are successfully tempered, their strength and impact resistance will be greatly improved.
In this way, combined with the tough golden skin, his survivability will be greatly enhanced.
He walked to the center of the house and sat down, and then a Heavenly Furnace composed of Spiritual Qi quietly appeared and completely enveloped him.
Inside Heavenly Furnace, a terrifying temperature rose, and golden flames penetrated his golden skin, entered his body, and began to temper his muscles.
This process is also extremely painful.
The first time, Chen Changming only lasted for one minute and collapsed.
"Come again!"
Chen Changming was heartbroken and turned Heavenly Furnace Body-Forging Art again.
The second time was longer, reaching two minutes.
The third time...
In this way, Chen Changming lasted longer and longer in Heavenly Furnace. Finally, one month later, it managed to last three hours in Heavenly Furnace.
This also means that he finally fully displayed the second level of Heavenly Furnace Body-Forging Art.
The next time.
He practiced Heavenly Furnace Body-Forging Art three times a day, and practiced Evergreen Art the rest of the time. Apart from eating, drinking, and going to the bathroom, he didn't have any rest, and he was practicing crazily all the time.
Two years later.
Chen Changming entered the sixth floor of the Qi Refining Realm, and at the same time, his muscles turned golden.
Same as skin.
Feeling the surging power from the muscles, Chen Changming was very excited, and now he had a Body Cultivator-like feeling.
Now he can tear apart tigers and leopards, and his physical strength has surpassed some Demon Beast.