Keeping a Low Profile in the World of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 12 New Life

Life remaining:

One month and thirteen days.

Looking at the lifespan column in his personal information, Wu Tao held up the Evil-Breaking Talisman with two fingers. A fierce look flashed across his face. A little spiritual energy poured into the Evil-Breaking Talisman, and the Evil-Breaking Talisman immediately emitted a yellow light.

He pinched the Evil-Breaking Talisman tightly with two fingers and slapped it straight on his forehead.

A soft drink from the mouth:

"break!"

Zhila! Zhila!

As soon as the Evil-Breaking Talisman touched Wu Tao's forehead, bursts of black smoke immediately erupted, making a sizzling sound like an electric current.

Moreover, this electric current rushed straight into his forehead, his posture was arrogant, like a veteran charging on the battlefield, cleansing the evil spirit from his body.

This process is very painful!

Wu Tao couldn't help but tremble like a spasm all over his body, and even his consciousness suffered a huge impact. In just a moment, all the hairs on his body stood up, cold sweat burst out of his pores, and his clothes were wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to endure the pain of breaking the evil.

A quarter of an hour later, as a trace of black smoke floated in the air, the Evil-Breaking Talisman also burned. He quickly uncovered the Evil-Breaking Talisman to avoid burning himself into a bald man.

At the same time, he felt that all the strength in his body was released, and he collapsed on the ground. Cold sweat turned into water and spread along the clothes on the ground.

"Huhuhu..."

Wu Tao gasped for air, his fingertips still trembling slightly, until time passed little by little. He felt that the strength in his hands slowly returned, the cold hairs on his arms also hung down, and the pain in his body completely dissipated.

He then got up from the ground, went to the bathroom, took off his clothes, took a shower, and put on dry clothes.

After that, he filled a basin of water, lowered his head, and his face swayed in the ripples of the water. After a while, the water became calm, and he could clearly see that the black mark on his seal had completely disappeared.

After coming out of the bathroom, he performed the Three Yang Gong and walked through the meridians. He was sure that the evil spirit had been completely eliminated.

Moreover, his body and mind felt very relaxed, as if all the burdens on his body had been lifted off in an instant.

"Damn, it's just too painful. It's probably more painful than when a woman gives birth. If some little fairies in the past life knew about it, they would probably use this to let her husband experience the pain of childbirth."

Wu Tao muttered, an idea flashed in his mind, and he quickly opened his personal information.

【Lifespan: 25/83】

One glance.

Two eyes.

Three eyes.

"Hahaha..." After confirming three times, Wu Tao grinned and couldn't help but laugh heartily. No one else could feel the joy in his heart at this time.

After laughing until his mouth cramped and his stomach hurt, Wu Tao stopped and patted his numb face. When he recovered, he began to calculate:

"83 minus 25 equals 58. I still have 58 years... It can't be calculated like this. As a person who cultivates immortality, his life span will gradually increase as his realm breaks through. The upper limit of Qi refining is 150 years. If I reach the perfection of Qi refining, I can Live to be one hundred and fifty."

"If I break through the foundation building again, add another hundred and fifty lifespans, and break through to the golden elixir...well, I don't know how long the golden elixir can live...I am..."

"This is……"

"There is hope for eternal life!"

Wu Tao gently touched his palms, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had a bright future in life.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and finally decided: "This day of regaining a new life must be celebrated."

After that, he took out the kilogram of spiritual rice presented by Uncle Han, put it into the pot, added water, and boiled it all.

This spiritual rice is convenient, there is no need to wash the rice, because washing the rice will wash away part of the spiritual energy.

Watching the pot lid keep jumping, steam bursting out from the edge of the pot lid, the whole room was filled with the aroma of Lingmi. When Wu Tao smelled it, he felt his index finger move, and he wanted to start it now.

Finally, when the rice was cooked, Wu Tao didn't bother to take a bowl to put it in, and started eating directly from the pot.

"smell good!"

A big mouthful of steaming rice was put into his mouth. Wu Tao's eyes suddenly widened and he exclaimed while eating: "Uncle Han didn't lie to me. It's really delicious. It's delicious without cooking." ”

"It's spiritual energy, he added spiritual energy!"

A large pot of spiritual rice fell into Wu Tao's belly in less than five minutes. He collapsed on the chair, one hand hanging down, and the other stroking his round belly. He felt that life was too satisfying.

"By the way, spiritual rice contains spiritual energy, I can't waste it."

Wu Tao was so excited that he immediately jumped on the bed and meditated, using the Three Yang Gong to refine the spiritual energy in his belly.

As soon as he activated the Three Yang Technique, he felt happy. It was indeed stronger than the spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth.

Two quarters of an hour later, Wu Tao stopped running the Three Yang Gong, and his round belly returned to normal. He felt the condition of his dantian carefully. He was overjoyed. The spiritual energy in his dantian increased a little, although it was very small, but it was It is a small improvement in strength.

He hasn't felt the growth in strength for too long.

When there is evil energy in the body, all the spiritual energy gained through daily cultivation will be washed away, and how can it be retained?

Wu Tao took out the spirit stone bag and poured out all the spirit stones inside, including five low-grade spirit stones and nineteen broken spirit stones. He picked up a spirit stone and said: "From now on, I will use the spirit stones to practice. For is the root of everything.”

"When I earn more spiritual stones, I will buy pills to practice."

"Magic spells cannot be left behind. Magic spells are the art of protecting the way. The five basic spells recorded in my magic book are fireball, cleaning, fog-repelling, woodcutting, and earth-digging. The attack power is average, but as a casual cultivator, it seems that there is no choice..."

"My secondary profession is physical cultivation. Physical cultivation techniques and physical cultivation spells have bonuses, but spells are also very expensive..."

"Ah, I'm still poor!"

"The next plan is to refine robes and work hard to make money, practice magic, improve cultivation, and practice the first-level third-level small spiritual light shield prohibition..."

"By the way, I still have to find out about the certification. Next time I open a stall and close it, I will go and ask about it. Otherwise, if I don't have a certificate, I will always be bargained for. And if I have a certificate, the stall fee and tax will be reduced."

Wu Tao made a brief development plan.

Dongdongdong!

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

No need to guess, he knew it was Zhang Li, and he didn't know anyone here.

Wu Tao turned around and was about to open the door. He seemed to have thought of something. He tied the black cloth strip on his forehead again to prevent Zhang Li from seeing that he had broken the evil spirit. Otherwise, when Zhang Li proposed to take care of her business, he would have no reason to prevaricate.

He had just recovered from a serious illness and it was time to take care of his body. He couldn't let his essence and energy leak out at will.

After opening the door, Zhang Li said, "Thank you for helping me buy rice from the market. I'll treat you to a meal."

"Ah? Fellow Daoist Zhang, I'm sorry, I just ate."

Wu Tao felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. After all, the extra kilogram of spiritual rice given by Uncle Han was still due to Zhang Li.

He was embarrassed to tell Zhang Li.

"But I cooked yours. Come on, eat a little less." Zhang Li frowned and said.

"Okay!" Wu Tao felt that he shouldn't be shy anymore.

"Zhang Daoyou, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good. It's delicious..."

"Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you!"

"It's mainly because it's so delicious..."

"You've already eaten, but you're still eating so much..."

"I'm just afraid of wasting..."

"I'm done, Zhang Daoyou, just sit down, I'll wash the dishes."

After finishing all the food, Wu Tao took the initiative to wash the dishes, while Zhang Li sat on the chair, supporting her chin with one hand and fanning herself with the other, quietly watching Li Mo washing the dishes.

After putting the dishes away, Wu Tao turned around and saw Zhang Li looking at him intently. He immediately touched the corner of his face and asked in confusion, "Is there rice on my face?"

Zhang Li heard this and saw a grain of spiritual rice stuck to the corner of the table. She immediately came up with an idea. She picked it up without making a sound, walked to Wu Tao, touched the corner of his mouth, and showed him the rice on her fingertips.

"Hey, there's more, I didn't even touch it just now..." Wu Tao smiled awkwardly, took the rice, put it in his mouth and ate it.

Zhang Li was amused by his action and said with a smile: "You really don't waste anything. It's still early, chat with me..."

Wu Tao shook his head and said: "Zhang Daoyou, this is your fault. Now is not the time to chat. The spiritual rice in your stomach contains spiritual energy, which cannot be wasted. I will go back to refine it first. Zhang Daoyou, you should also meditate and refine it!"

After saying that, Wu Tao opened the door and went out.

Zhang Li was stunned. When she heard the sound of the door closing next door, she kicked the table leg hard, making a dull sound.

"I said you don't waste, and you really don't waste... um... it hurts so much..."

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