Chapter 8 Rapid progress, eighth grade

Time flies like water, and it’s January again in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Shen Cong, who was in trance, heard a crackling sound in his body, as if the energy, blood and muscles in his whole body were trembling, and his muscles were contracting and stretching more vigorously.

After a while, he opened his eyes, slowly exhaled a breath, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Breaking through to the eighth level!"

According to common sense, the further you advance in cultivation, the slower the breakthrough speed. Shen Cong originally thought that it might cost him more and take longer than breaking through to the ninth level.

Now it seems, not bad.

However, if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

The Thunderbolt Technique has broken through from the fourth level to the fifth level this month. Before, when I was not in the first grade, I practiced the Thunderbolt Technique of the first and second levels, so naturally it is not the same.

Originally, I should have been able to improve the Thunderbolt Technique by more than one level or even two levels this month, but my energy was distracted by the Kongming Fist.

The good news is that Kong Ming Quan has been practiced to the third level.

Kong Ming Fist further strengthens the skin and injects spiritual energy into the fist, making the fist as hard as iron. It can truly withstand steel swords without being split open. It is a boxing method that is extremely strong and positive.

With the Kongming Fist, his combat effectiveness would be increased by at least two or three times with the same level of cultivation.

He didn't activate the Kong Ming Fist, but just threw a punch forward at will. Shen Cong was instantly shocked.

Both the strength and speed of this punch are much stronger than those of the ninth level.

"The lower third level cultivates the muscles, bones and skin. The tendons are outside the bones and under the skin, so the eighth level should strengthen the muscles in the body.

The tendons are the power transmission of the human body. If the tendons are strong enough, the transmission efficiency will be higher. Therefore, the power of the eighth grade is not only doubled compared to that of the ninth grade, but several times. It’s amazing!”

Now, even if I face an elephant, I am afraid I can easily kill it.

This is only the eighth level. If you break through to the first level, you can pick leaves and kill people. Who knows how terrifying it will be.

Shen Cong sighed in his heart, the mystery of martial arts is so fascinating.

"If I break through one more level, I will reach the seventh level. I heard that Lao Wang's family can only reach the seventh level at most. It's coming soon. I will break through the first level again. Sixth level will be when I return."

Old thief Wang, you will repay the hatred of two acres of radish a hundred times!

After washing briefly, he left the courtyard and prepared to go to the blacksmith shop.

When I went out, I found a heroic figure in the courtyard next door, talking to the old landlady.

Dressed in red, holding a long sword, with long ink-dyed hair reaching her waist, and a cold face, she is a standard cold heroine in novels.

It's a pity that I have a pair of Xiao Long Bao that I can't afford.

Long hair has always been A!

The other party also noticed Shen Cong's gaze, which lingered on him for a moment, but soon walked into the courtyard.

The old landlady saw Shen Cong and said with a smile:

"Brother Cong, are you excited?"

Shen Cong shook his head.

"Auntie is joking."

"I'm not kidding you. This girl seems to be from a real martial artist in Kyoto. I heard she is not an ordinary person. You are so handsome. If you fall into someone else's lap, you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

Seeing that the other party was going further and further, Shen Cong quickly changed the topic.

"By the way, this house also belongs to you?"

The old landlady nodded.

"Not only this house, but also the houses in this alley are mine."

Shen Cong: "."

"sharp."

Although I feel aggrieved, I still have to be polite with my mouth. As a human being, while being forced by life, we still have to smile at the same time.

I hope house prices will be halved soon.

The old landlady didn't care whether he was sincere or not, she said with a smile:

"They were all saved when I was young. You should also work harder and accumulate more real estate. When you are old, you can collect rent like me and not go hungry."

"Been taught a lesson."

After talking a few irrelevant nonsense, seeing that the other party was about to suffer from matchmaker disease again, Shen Cong quickly found an excuse to leave, and rushed to Dong's iron shop in a flash.

Recently, there have been a few fewer masters, and a few new apprentices have been hired. The masters have to forge iron and provide guidance, so it is naturally harder than usual.

After a while, when we arrived at the cafeteria, we saw all the strong men looking a little sleepy.

"There's really been more and more work lately."

"Isn't that right? It turns out that we have a lot of work. Five masters were transferred at once, and the work piled up. The orders have been scheduled for two months."

"Speaking of which, we are not the only iron shop in Yuncheng. Don't these people know how to find another iron shop?"

"I heard that some of the old masters from other iron shops have also been hired away. Now there is a shortage of blacksmiths in the whole city."

"What exactly does Zhujiazhuang want to do? Hire so many blacksmiths? Is it because they want to fight a war?"

Shen never knew what was going on here, but he vaguely felt that it was not a good thing.

He still needs to speed up his improvement of strength. If he is now a master-level figure, if nothing else, he will fly directly into the sky during a battle and no one will be able to hit him.

But, having said that, after becoming a Grandmaster, there is no need to hide, right?

It should be that others are hiding from him. The grandmaster's thing is probably a humanoid nuclear bomb, the same existence as the ancestors.

It was night. After changing his appearance, Shen Cong came to the night market again after a month.

There were still thirty or forty taels of silver dug out from the Wang family's ancestral graves that he had not spent. Adding in the wages he earned, he had saved another sixty or seventy taels of silver, so that he could buy some spiritual liquid again.

After the last purchase, Shen Cong discovered that the energy contained in the spiritual liquids on the black market is not low, and they are basically more than 80% as effective as the spiritual liquids sold in medicine halls.

However, their prices are far less than 80%, and they are still quite cost-effective.

If you can get 90% effective spiritual liquid, it will be even more profitable.

He came to the market, searched for it, and soon found a dozen bottles of spiritual liquid with relatively high purity.

And when he came to one of the stalls, he unexpectedly found that the other party was selling a prescription for a mixture of spiritual liquid.

"Can prescriptions also be sold?"

"Of course it can be sold. Sir, if you buy my prescription, you can just buy the medicinal materials to refine it in the future. Why bother to prepare it yourself? This is a huge savings."

Of course Shen Cong knew that it was cheaper to buy medicinal materials for refining than to buy finished spiritual liquid.

But there is no such thing as a free lunch. If this could be achieved, wouldn’t all those selling spiritual fluids have to close their doors and go home?

Therefore, Shen Cong didn't ask any more questions and went to another pharmacist's stall. After selecting two bottles of spiritual liquid with good purity, he asked casually.

"Pharmacist, it should be very cheap for you to buy medicinal materials to prepare the spiritual fluid, right? Why are they still so expensive?"

The pharmacist opposite was not angry either, and smiled slightly.

"What? When you see some idiot selling prescriptions, your heart moves?"

Shen Cong raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Why did the pharmacist say this?"

The pharmacist looked familiar.

"You are not the only one who says that. But don't blame me for not reminding you that refining spiritual liquid is not as easy as you think! Don't underestimate this small bottle of spiritual liquid, there is a lot of knowledge in it."
Chapter completed!