The Golden Bell Talisman is placed on the table.

"How to use this kind of thing? How to get treasures in myths and legends? Drop blood to identify the owner?" Chen Xinghe grinned, what should he do if he dripped blood and messed up his strokes?

"Try other methods first, such as...such as using true energy?"

"Hey, don't tell me, these strokes are like meridians, connecting to Qi Chengxiang acupoints. The Kurong Gate must be related to the monks."

Thinking of this, he secretly used Zixiao's foundation-building magic skill, and the tips of his fingers stimulated a trace of true energy, which looked like a hazy lavender mist.

There was a soft "chi" sound, so soft that you couldn't hear it unless you listened carefully.

Jin Zhong Fu reacted, but this reaction didn't feel right.

The true energy has been lost in the sea. To use this talisman seems to require more true energy. This small investment is not enough to see its true face.

"Urine!" Chen Xinghe sat down and placed the golden bell talisman in the palm of his hand.

The two palms are joined together, and the true energy surges, relying on the power of the peak of the Yangguan realm to push forward with all its strength.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and he was dumbfounded.

"What on earth is going on? It feels even more tiring than opening up the meridians. If it weren't for the constant growth of zhenqi, I wouldn't be able to hold on now."

After stopping the injection of infuriating energy, Chen Xinghe discovered that there was a hint of purple between the strokes of the Golden Bell Talisman.

If you look closely, you will find that this hint of purple is only one tenth less than enough to penetrate all the strokes.

"If you give up now, all the previous efforts may be in vain. If you persist a little longer, see if it can be used through all the strokes?"

Chen Xinghe was quite tenacious and put his palms together again to activate his Qi.

This time it took a quarter of an hour, and it was much more difficult to get through the last tenth of the stroke than the previous one.

"Through it!"

Seeing the gold and purple intertwined together, Chen Xing was extremely depressed.

The method must be wrong, because he can feel a balance, and as long as this balance is broken, the power of this talisman will be doubled.

In other words, through hard work, this golden bell talisman that can be used multiple times has been turned into a disposable consumable.

The power may be amazing, but this is not the result he wants.

"Oops, what a waste! The other talisman has so many strokes that it will take at least two hours to penetrate it with Qi. Save it! I will make plans if I have the opportunity to come into contact with such things in the future." Chen Xinghe put the golden bell talisman close to his body.

, will not be used unless absolutely necessary.

When we first arrived in Chou, it was still early before dawn!

Birds chirping could be heard outside from time to time, and I heard it was fake at midnight.

I don't know how many Jianghu people have come, but they haven't taken action yet to explain that there are only a few people who can hold up the scene.

Spend it! Chen Xinghe took out the vellum that copied the Golden Zen Moon-Driven Staff Technique and the Diamond Treasure Pillar Magic Technique, and recited it word for word several times.

Finding that he was right, he nodded and casually shook the kraft paper into powder.

The martial arts secrets of Lianfeng Temple are taboo, so it is safer to keep them in your mind.

I started memorizing it a few days ago, not by rote memorization, but by pondering and memorizing it, so that I won't forget it in ten or eight years.

Based on today's martial arts training experience, I found many unique features. In particular, the Diamond Treasure Banner Divine Kung Fu is not a horizontal training technique as previously thought, but a body training technique from the fascia to the internal organs.

Body training, this exercise repeatedly mentions these two words.

Chen Xinghe wanted to try it, but it involved some medicinal materials, some of which he had never heard of.

"When you go back, find a doctor to ask clearly. Choose a method to practice and don't be careless."

After dealing with these taboo items, he thought for a while, took out the blood ginseng Jiazi pills, left five pills for his senior sister, and swallowed the remaining eleven pills.

You can only take one pill of this medicine every month. If you take more than six pills, toxins will accumulate. How dare Chen Xinghe be so bold?

He had taken one pill before, and this was the twelve pills, a perfect rhythm of poisoning and death.

Mr. Accountant's calculations were certainly not wrong. He had six pills and the sword had six pills, which was just right and did not exceed the limit.

The Zixiao Foundation Building Magic is very powerful. Chen Xinghe felt the side effects through the Xueshen Jiazi Pill he had taken before and found that the toxicity was not difficult to resolve. The reason why he had to take it once a month was because his meridians were widened and needed recovery.

In this case, there is really no need for him to take them separately.

This road is definitely not going to be easy. Chen Xinghe doesn't fight with uncertainty. A sense of security lies in daily hardship.

In other words, the more prepared you are and the more energetic you live, the more powerless others will have against you.

This practice only lasts for an hour. Not to mention increasing the skill by a dozen, it does not even increase the skill in five years as predicted before. It is only three years at most, which has shrunk by twenty times.

I feel that my true energy has become much more solid, and I don’t even have to think about ascending to the Haoran realm to become a first-class master.

With more than ten years of skill, it may be about the same with sword fetus piercing, but it will be even more difficult to turn the true energy into the awe-inspiring energy.

There are many second-rate masters in the world, but first-rate masters are rare. Of course, the reason is that Baiyuan County is too far away and too remote. In those prosperous counties, there will be relatively more first-rate masters in the gangs.

The night is long, and it has become much quieter outside. I don’t know if I am preparing to gain momentum, or if I am preparing to die down?

Chen Xinghe took out the small flag.

This small flag is very mysterious. It comes from the tomb of the predecessor of Qingyuan Sect. It looks very ordinary on the surface, but the right hand reacts to it.

"Should I leave this pass to my right hand to increase my accumulation? The Yan Mansion is not inferior to the Xiuyi Sect and Tiantiyuan, and its power coverage is even greater than these two. Once it is fully launched, it can be imagined."

After thinking again and again, Chen Xinghe decided to stick to this idea and hid the little flag in his sleeve.

"There's no rush! Just stay and deal with special situations! For example, if a corpse suddenly comes back to life again."

At this moment, a scream came from outside the inn.

In the dead of night, this scream was particularly harsh, followed by another scream.

"Xinghe." Luo Chan'er woke up.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." This is a particularly reassuring sentence.

"What's going on outside?"

"Who knows? Jianghu people have bad tempers and can easily cause trouble when they get together."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone yelled: "What the hell?"

It was completely chaotic at this time. One scream followed another in series, as well as the sounds of fighting and roaring. It instantly became a mess.

"Pa bang bang..."

"Open the door, open the door! Let us in, there are monsters outside."

"Ah! Don't come over."

After a while, there were screams on the roof, and tiles flew and collided everywhere.

How worried would you be if you could still sleep like this?

The room Chen Xinghe chose had no windows.

This is safe, but you can't see outside.

The lights were on inside the inn.

The postman pointed his weapon at the door, and the postman went downstairs while putting on his clothes.

The merchant stuck his head out of the room and couldn't figure out what was going on outside.

"Bang bang bang..." There was another knock on the door, and only the crying father and mother could be heard outside the door: "Open the door! We will give you as much money as you want. Ah, you monster."

Everyone was shocked: "Monster?"

Suddenly, screams came from a room on the third floor of the inn.
Chapter completed!