"What's going on... Has this reached the upper limit?"
Xue Jing looked thoughtful.
Is this the upper limit of the Charm skill itself, or is this the upper limit for all normal skills
"Never mind. I'll know the details after I reach Level 10."
He shook his head and continued looking at other prompts.
[…Fitness experience +126]
[… Health experience +58]
[… Aiming experience +326]
…
[… Military Attack Experience +569]
[Weapon attack increased to Lv7 (121/4500)]
Because he was killed instantly with just one strike, the experience points Li Chengxuan provided him with were pitifully few, and he only gained good points in [Aiming] and [Attack].
When Bingji killed the swarm of sea bees on the ship, he gained a lot of experience, and now he has finally reached Lv7.
Xue Jing exerted a little force on the hand holding the Futu Knife and calmed down.
This time, he experienced a different feeling from before.
A strange feeling of expansion and contraction, expansion and contraction came from the body of Futu Dao.
"Is this... breathing?"
Xue Jing was a little uncertain.
A knife... breathing
It's amazing.
But other than that, there seems to be nothing else.
"Forget it, I'll try again later."
Xue Jing closed the panel and took out his cell phone.
He turned his phone to do not disturb mode before going on stage. When he took it out, he saw many WeChat messages and missed calls.
From classmates, from Li Ge, from homeroom teacher Du Shiwei, from senior sister Zhu Shanying, from parents, from sister Xue Wan...
Xue Jing was replying to the messages while walking towards the hotel, strolling along the way.
…
Late at night, Maple City Pier.
An inconspicuous small fishing boat slowly approached the shore as the tide rose and fell.
There were three people standing on the deck of the fishing boat.
Among the three, two were quite strange.
They were extremely tall, almost over two meters and three meters tall, and each of them had a black turban on their head. In the slightly cool weather in the south before winter, they had thick fur around their necks and long-sleeved clothes, wrapping their entire bodies tightly.
Its body shape is also quite strange. Although it is standing, its body is hunched, its head is seriously tilted forward, and its knees are bent. It does not look like it is intentional, but rather its body structure does not allow it to stand straight.
It's like... a large beast standing upright.
The two tall men sandwiched another person in the middle and each stretched out a hand and pressed it on the person's shoulder.
If Xue Jing and Ning Fengwan were here, they would find that the person caught in the middle was actually Mr. An, the priest of the Qingcheng Dragon Cult.
"puff-"
The bow of the fishing boat sank suddenly and submerged in the water. Two tall men grabbed Mr. An's shoulders, jumped more than ten meters high, and landed on the shore of the port.
Falling from a height of more than ten meters, the two tall men's feet touched the ground without making any sound, silently.
Mr. An was carried by two people like a chicken and landed steadily on the ground.
One of the men closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said:
"I smell the sacred scent of the cat god."
Another person reminded him, "You are wrong, Bazebu. The cat is only one side of Him. We should respectfully call Him the 'Lion God' or the 'War King'."
Bazebu curled his lips and said, "It doesn't matter what... Belilu, what should we do now?"
"That old Biden from Humianzi only told us the name and location... Do we have to turn the whole city upside down to look for it?"
Belilu said: "Of course we can't do that, so I captured this person and brought him along."
As he said this, he patted Mr. An on the shoulder.
Bazebu asked in confusion: "Ah? Isn't this little snake a snack to satisfy your craving?"
Bailey: "Of course not... at least not now. The woman who bought the 'holy object' is the leader of the Dragon Cult in Qingcheng, and this man is the priest of the Dragon Cult in Qingcheng."
"He has a way to contact the leader, so let him invite him out..."
Mr. An blinked his red vertical pupils and said with a wry smile: "Two secret envoys, we agreed in advance that the holy relics of your sect will be handed over to you, but you must spare the life of the leader... She is the person specifically requested by our head sect, and will eventually become the daughter of the 'Infinite Dragon'..."
Belilu said impatiently: "You have no room for bargaining, hurry up and ask her out before Bazebu can no longer resist eating you."
Mr. An had some cold sweat on his forehead and said, "This will take time... The leader can't be contacted at any time. We have to wait until she takes the initiative to go online and log on to that website..."
Baililu's eyes turned cold: "Then you'd better pray that she will be quick."
"Otherwise..."
Mr. An smiled and said, "Yes, yes..."
These beasts from the Lion Saint Cult are so wild and savage!
He cursed in his mind.
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April summary report
April summary report
I always feel like I have worked very hard, but after looking at the total number of words in the background for that month, I have to admit that I have failed again...
I have encountered many pitfalls while writing this book, but because I have a relatively positive attitude towards admitting my mistakes, my performance has not fluctuated too much. I am really grateful to the gentlemen and ladies for their tolerance.
The only problem is still the update. The small quantity leads to a decline in follow-up subscriptions, but the overall performance is still maintained. Although it has not increased, it has not fallen below 10,000 subscriptions.
It was a close call. I nearly starved to death.
Thank you all for your tolerance and criticism. Of course, I will not accept insults. Although I will not talk back and will only delete the post because we are all your bread and butter, I will still kill you in my heart if you are insulted directly as a personal attack.
A new January, let's continue to look forward to the future! I dare not make any promises about how much I will update, but I will try my best. In fact, the updates seem to have improved recently... At least there are a few days where I updated 6,000 words, and there is also a day where I wrote 8,000 words, which is amazing.
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This is a chapter about a top ten divine relic [GOD-005 Mirror World]. There will be some minor spoilers about future plots. Of course, it has nothing to do with the main text, so it won't affect you if you don't read it~
Chapter 141: Vitality Accelerates Growth, Suspicious Mr. An
Noon of the second day.
Xue Jing is practicing the daily Dragon-Hibernation Technique and Armor-Shaking Technique in the gym.
Among the five major exercises of skin, flesh, tendons, bones and blood, what he is going to practice today is the "bone exercise" of Doujia Gong, which also corresponds to the "kidney exercise" among the five internal organs. A strong kidney means full bones, and vice versa.
Since practicing Doujia Gong is extremely taxing, it must be rotated daily, with only one set of movements practiced each day to leave the body with ample time to rest and recover.
Xue Jing had always been like this before, but today was different.
The long breathing slowly calmed down, and Xue Jing's bones continued to vibrate violently, making a sound like rumbling thunder.
From an introverted perspective, the kidneys are constantly expanding and contracting, and each expansion and contraction squeezes out some dark turbid substances, which are then swept away by the torrent of blood.
Every time the turbid substances are squeezed out, the kidneys become subtly stronger and the surface becomes more crystal clear, giving people a clean feeling.
After completing a complete set of bone and kidney training exercises, the body is now extremely tired, with varying degrees of injuries in various parts of the body.
When practicing martial arts, it is important to not overdo it. You need to stop and rest now, and continue tomorrow after your body has recovered.
But Xue Jing had an idea.
From an introverted perspective, the flame quietly burning inside his body is the embodiment of his tremendous vitality.
The mental force that was strong enough to affect reality began to interfere with the life force in the body and forcibly mobilized it.
The fire of life began to burn vigorously and fiercely, rushing to various injured parts of the body caused by practicing the Doujia Gong.
However, in just a dozen seconds, all the injuries were healed and the body was fully recovered.
Afterwards, he continued to practice the Doujia Gong.
Only after he had practiced it completely once more and his bones emitted a continuous rumbling sound like thunder, did Xue Jing stop.
He did not continue to mobilize his vitality to forcibly recover from the damage. Instead, he picked up the nebulizer inhaler filled with liquefied Dragon Thunder Powder next to him, put it on his face, and turned on the switch.
Practice the breathing technique to inhale the Dragon Thunder Powder which has been atomized into golden mist into the lungs, and transport it to the kidneys and the whole body through the blood.
When there was not a drop of liquid Dragon Thunder Powder left, Xue Jing took off the nebulizer inhaler, opened the panel and took a look.
[You have practiced the Armor Shaking Technique, and your Fitness Experience Points are +351]
[… Hidden Dragon Strength Experience +333]
[…Fitness experience +359]
[… Hidden Dragon Strength Experience +349]
[You took medicine to nourish the kidneys, health experience +221]
Xue Jing looked inward to see how his vitality was burning, then opened his eyes.
"The strong vitality brought by Health Level 8 can allow me to forcibly repair the damage to my body. I practice the Armor Shaking Skill twice a day."
"As a result, the daily guaranteed fitness and hidden dragon power experience points have doubled to 700 points... The progress of the five major trainings that cannot be reflected on the panel has also doubled."
Xue Jing nodded with satisfaction.
His growth rate is getting faster and faster.
If vitality itself did not require time to recover, he could even continue to practice madly all day long, and immediately force his vitality to recover from the damage as soon as he finished practicing.
But if that happens, it would be considered forced overdraft, and there will always be a time when your vitality cannot keep up.
Now, I activate my vitality once a day to restore damage, and practice the Armor-shaking Technique twice. My vitality will be fully restored the next day, and the balance between income and expenditure will be just right.
As your [Health Preservation] level gets higher and higher, your vitality will become stronger and stronger, and soon you will be able to practice three, four, five times a day...
The daily gain for a day is several thousand experience points, wouldn’t that be so great
Xue Jing stood up, left the gym and walked into the living room.
Ning Fengwan, in the form of a cat-eared girl, was lying on the sofa, playing with Xue Jing's mobile phone.
Under the denim shorts, two slender jade-like thighs were exposed, kicking up and down, and the tail on the perky buttocks was swinging back and forth, looking quite leisurely.
Seeing Xue Jing coming out of the gym, Ning Fengwan turned over, sat up in a duck sitting position, handed the phone to Xue Jing, and said:
"Ah Jing, look at this."
"Hmm?" Xue Jing walked up to her, took the phone and took a look at it.
The screen showed a chat page that he had seen before.
It was the forum page called 'The Other World'. He had seen it before when he used screen recording software to spy on what Maomao was doing on the computer.
[def3y64b: Master, are you in Fengcheng now? ]
[def3y64b: I have something urgent to discuss with you. Let’s meet.]
There are only two messages in the chat history. Ning Fengwan did not reply. The message was sent at 11 o'clock last night.
Xue Jing touched his chin and asked, "Who is this?"
Ning Fengwan crossed her arms, straightened her chest, and thought, "It should be Mr. An."