'I never thought that Pindao would be like this.'

Wang Jixuan really didn't expect it.

It was just a Qi training realm, but he had to work tirelessly for nineteen days and nights before he could barely enter it!

If meditation had not replaced sleep, it might have taken him a month!

When Wang Jixuan first started to practice in his previous life, a wisp of inner breath was born during his first meditation. It took half a month to form the Great Zhoutian. It took less than a month for the breath to be full. It only took less than a hundred days to reach the state of gathering gods.

, began to condense the three souls and seven souls to become his own god.

Although there are many factors here, the most important one is that the spiritual energy in the current world is relatively thin, far inferior to the world in his previous life, and this body is more than 20 years old, and most of the meridians are blocked...

Fortunately, he still moved forward.

Wang Jixuan clenched his fists, and a wisp of breath surrounded and entangled under his skin.

The punch he punches now has almost the same force as when he used the Vajra Mantra before, and it will not hurt himself.

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

Wang Jixuan carefully calculated that it would take at least four to five months to reach the state of full breath, based on the current speed of cultivation.

The threat from the Blackfire Gang is imminent.

He has lived in this safe house for a long time and has gone out three times in search of food. There is no guarantee that the news will not be leaked.

As long as this matter is not fair, he will have no peace.

'Pindao has entered the realm of Qi training, and it's time to settle accounts with them.'

Wang Jixuan had a habit of shaking his sleeves with earthquakes, and then he found himself sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed wearing only his underwear, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He jumped up, and a ray of breath circulated from his body along the difficult route around the sky, making his steps very light and his perception more sensitive.

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

Water is the only free resource in the fort;

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

He has decided that if he wants to take the initiative, he must be fully prepared.

Captain Zhou has sent several messages. The latest one was four days ago. When Wang Jixuan went out to buy emergency food, he got a note with Captain Zhou's mark on it. The content of the note said that the Black Fire Gang is now giving

The pressure on Captain Zhou is increasing. Captain Zhou may expel Wang Jixuan from the safe house at any time.

'Fellow Taoist Zhou is a good official. Later, when the poor Taoist reaches a higher level and can make elixirs, I should give him a few more life-prolonging elixirs as a thank you.'

'In the Black Fire Gang, the biggest threat is the hidden weapon called a firearm.'

'To capture the thief first, capture the king. It is best to deal with the leader of the Black Fire Gang first. This person is the source of trouble.'

According to Wang Jixuan's understanding, the entire lower city is in chaos, and the Black Fire Gang must also have a large number of people. It is not easy for him to take the enemy general's head out of thousands of enemies.

Wang Jixuan is thinking about some issues that he never thought about during his hard training in his previous life.

When monks fight, they rely on their weapons and techniques.

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

[Spells] Using fixed spells to mobilize the soul, the power of the soul, drive spiritual energy, and condense spells are the most basic methods.

He has used it several times before, such as the Meditation Curse, the Fire Control Curse, and the Magical Movement Curse.

[Fulu] refers to sketching secret talismans on special talisman paper and condensing part of the mana in the talisman. The advantage is that the talisman can be directly thrown out to cast spells during a spell fight. Moreover, there are many ways to use talismans. High-level monks from the sect often use them to

The low-level monks prepared some protective talismans.

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

The problem is the right talisman and ectoplasm.

【Royal Weapon】——It is to control the magical weapon.

There are restrictions engraved inside and outside the magic weapon. The most basic magic weapon can inject mana, absorb spiritual energy, sacrifice the magic weapon, and kill the enemy to win.

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

Weapon refining is something Wang Jixuan is relatively good at, but now, he only has a variety of metal products that he is not familiar with, and it is difficult to put them to good use.

A clever woman cannot make a meal without rice;

Taoist masters also don’t use magic weapons.

Wang Jixuan's favorite sword-controlling technique cannot be practiced until the fourth level of foundation building. Forging sword pills also requires some precious materials.

None of this matters, so don’t think about it for now.

'Now we can think of ways to get some talismans to protect ourselves, but where can we find these talismans and spiritual liquid?'

Wang Jixuan looked in the mirror and was slightly lost in thought.

Gu Gu Gu——

There was a roar in the stomach.

Wang Jixuan laughed bitterly. He hadn't finished building the foundation yet, so he couldn't do without grains, meat, and eggs.

Turning his head, he glanced at the food cabinet;

Empty.

Because he has not gone to work for twenty consecutive days, the three types of quotas issued this month have been halved at the same time, and the number on his quota card is also in danger.

…

Eating is the top priority for the residents of the fortress.

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

If it weren't for the artificial starch technology that allowed the fortress to exchange electricity for food, and the fortress intelligent management and control center to dispatch 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 peaked cap, wrapped himself in a gray jacket that he had exchanged for a general quota when he went out last time, and rushed towards the emergency food vending machine at the location he had scouted last time.

Food vending machines are usually set up in circular gardens at the intersection of [capillary pathways]. There will be some simple green belts here, and there will be some fitness equipment in places with better conditions.

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

He was actually also thinking about a problem - if he didn't work, there would be no food quota, and he would starve to death before he could go without food.

'After the Black Fire Gang issue is resolved later, Pindao will have to do some manual labor.'

'Just follow the locals as they do in the countryside. A poor person is not someone who cannot distinguish between grains and grains, nor is his limbs industrious.'

'Even if my classmates find out, they will definitely make fun of me.'

Wang Jixuan chuckled secretly.

Because the practice was generally going smoothly, he felt a little more happy at the moment.

After walking for a few minutes, I stepped into the circular public area and saw the target food vending machines.

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

If you get closer, you can see two lines of somewhat faded promotional slogans attached to the cabinet.

[Don’t praise power, that’s just flattery.]

【Go and praise workers, they deserve to be praised.】

Wang Jixuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He likes these two slogans.

He took out the quota card from his pocket and approached the card swiping area. Personal information and a food list appeared on the interactive screen. Wang Jixuan still chose the emergency food with the lowest food quota. Following the advice of the 'Meal Assistant' in the corner of the screen, he spent 3 food quota to buy it.

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 initially recovered, suddenly sensed the slightest hint of danger.

He turned his head slightly, and at the entrance of the [Capillary Passage] on the left rear, two figures rushed out quickly, stopped at the intersection and looked this way.

They were wearing green sweatshirts and their muscles were bulging.

This dress...

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

Blackfire Gang!

Wang Jixuan stood still, relaxing his body as much as possible, 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 not sure whether this was the target they were looking for, but they had already put their hands into their arms.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

Several bags of food fell inside the meal opening under the machine.

As if nothing happened, Wang Jixuan leaned over, squatted down, and slowly pulled the bag outward.
To be continued...