Chapter 8: Practicing Magic

Xu Feng returned to the house and did not continue to pay attention to the movement outside the house, but began to think about his next path.

He first took off the worn storage bag hanging on his waist, then took out the things inside and placed them one by one on the talisman table.

He looked at the bare room and swept his eyes over these items one by one. These things were almost all his wealth.

Magical weapon: a first-level low-grade flying sword, slightly damaged.

Spiritual rice: three catties and two taels

Monster meat: four taels, slightly deteriorated.

Token for entering and leaving the market: one.

House rental token: one.

Talisman paper: one hundred sheets.

Spiritual ink: a large bottle.

Gongfa: an incomplete version of "Basic Qi Refining Art", which can only be practiced to the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Other than that, there is nothing else, really nothing else.

There is not a single pill, not a single spiritual stone.

"I am afraid I am the most miserable time traveler, right?"

After counting all his wealth, Xu Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly and laughed at himself.

Although the rent problem has been solved, the remaining spiritual grains and monster meat can no longer sustain for a few days.

I am only at the Qi Refining Stage now, and I cannot do the fasting. It seems that the most urgent thing is to draw the talisman to buy rice and meat to maintain my livelihood.

Thinking of this, he directly put the spiritual objects on the talisman table back into the storage bag.

Then he took out some spiritual rice, and then used the flying sword to cut some of the monster meat that was about to go bad, and put them together in the iron pot on the simple stove in the corner.

Finally, he scooped some water from the bucket next to it and put it in the pot.

Not long after, the pot began to cook, and the rice fragrance followed, accompanied by the rich meat smell, which made his throat move up and down.

"Okay, it's ready to eat!"

According to the experience of his predecessor, after judging that the rice was cooked, he took out a wooden bowl placed next to the stove.

He filled the pot with a large bowl of spiritual rice and monster meat, and then couldn't wait to enjoy it.

After finishing the meal, he instantly felt a warm current passing through his body. He had experienced this scene many times.

He was not too surprised by this. He had figured out that this was the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual rice and monster meat.

So after finishing the meal, he did not immediately wash the pot, but sat cross-legged and began to practice the exercises, absorbing the spiritual energy in his body and converting it into mana to store in the dantian.

However, this spiritual energy was too weak. Although it was successfully absorbed into the dantian, he did not feel that his mana increased.

"Okay, now that I have eaten and drunk enough, it's time to draw talismans. But should I continue to draw the small fireball talisman, the ice sword talisman, the wooden shield talisman, or change a few talismans?"

Standing in front of the talisman table, he looked through the talisman secret book left by the master, and he thought about this problem again.

In fact, among the twelve first-level low-grade talismans recorded in the secret book, there are some that are more valuable than the wooden shield talisman. Now that he is extremely short of spiritual stones, it is reasonable for him to have such considerations.

However, after thinking it over again and again, he gave up this idea because it was too risky.

Now he only had the 100 pieces of talisman paper that he cheated from the owner of Fuju Pavilion. If he failed to draw the new talisman, he might never be able to turn over again.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and started to draw the most valuable wooden shield talisman with the talisman pen.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a clear electronic synthesized sound appeared in his mind again.

[Gain +1 experience in talisman making]

[Talisman Maker: First-class Lower Grade (72/100)]

"Huh, not bad, only three were drawn and one was successful. It seems that the success rate of wooden shield talismans has increased by half to 30%. This is a good thing.

But now I can't keep drawing talismans like before. I was forced to do so.

Now that the most difficult days are over, I can't delay my practice."

On the way back from the Ju Fu Pavilion, Xu Feng had already re-planned his future schedule, planning to spend three hours a day practicing and two hours practicing magic.

The previous incarnation was attacked and seriously injured because he didn't practice self-defense skills. Knowing that people are treacherous, he naturally didn't want to repeat the same mistake.

Then in the remaining seven hours, except for two hours of sleep, all the other time was used to make talismans and restore mana. The twelve hours a day were fully arranged.

"It's time to practice the Golden Arrow Technique."

According to the arrangement, it was time to practice magic. The Golden Arrow Technique was a first-level low-grade magic included in the "Basic Qi Refining Technique".

His master had taught his predecessor before, but his predecessor didn't seem to pay much attention and didn't learn anything in the end. However, he still knew how to mobilize the magic power and pinch the magic formula.

Xu Feng pinched the magic formula with his hands, and the magic power in his dantian flowed along the meridians to his right hand, and finally gathered at his fingertips.

Suddenly, a fire about an inch long shot out from his right ring finger, flickering light yellow, and finally slowly turned into a small arrow, then burst out from his finger and rushed straight to the wall beside him.

"Pop!" With a sound, a shallow arrow mark appeared on the wall made of spiritual wood, slightly whitish, and if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to find the mark.

Xu Feng's eyes lit up. Although his magic skills didn't seem very good now, he believed that as long as he persisted, he would definitely be able to destroy the wooden house with one blow one day.

Not only did he not get discouraged, but his confidence became stronger.

In this way, after performing it once, he began to recall the details that his master had taught him, and then corrected them, and then continued to practice until he had practiced for two hours.

After he finished practicing, he lay down on the bed and began to rest. His current cultivation level was too low, and he couldn't stay up all night. That kind of thing could only be done in the late stage of Qi Refining.

Until the next morning of the first hour, Xu Feng woke up on time and began to practice "Basic Qi Refining Art".

This is a basic practice that is common in the streets, and it is also the most chosen practice by the casual cultivation group.

The practice speed is extremely slow, but any cultivator with some wealth will not choose this.

However, although it is not an advanced practice, and he is practicing a defective version, this practice is extremely cheap and can be bought with a few spirit stones.

As he inhaled and exhaled spiritual energy again and again, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth slowly approached him, was slowly absorbed by him, and finally flowed into his dantian through his tendons and veins.

This cycle continued over and over again. After three hours, Xu Feng felt that the mist-like magic power in his dantian seemed to have grown a little bit stronger.