Gou to the end of his life, you call it a life simulation? Chapter 53 The most painful thing in the world is that the money is not spent when people die
Chapter 53 The most painful thing in the world is that the money is not spent when people die
Qi Xiaoer and the other two had average reflexes, so they raised their guns and were about to fight.
"Don't fight! It's me!"
Li Chengfei spoke quickly, and at the same time, he kicked his feet on the ground and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.
Qi Xiaoer and the other two felt that their hands were empty and their guns had been taken away.
"Master Li, it's you!"
This voice is very familiar.
If you look carefully, you will see that the charcoal-black person in front of you is none other than Mr. Li.
"Master Li, what are you doing? I thought some kind of spirit came in quietly!"
"Hiss! Mr. Li, are you poisoned?"
Qi Xiaoer and Qi Xiaoer took a slight breath of air.
"No. This is because I used hundreds of poisons to train the skin membrane, and the toxins accumulated in the skin. It will be fine when the poison is dissipated."
Li Chengfei was in a good mood, and the process of practicing Baidu's skin membrane was much smoother than expected.
This is due to his persistence in practicing "Mangniu Gong" in the past three years. Now he has found the right path, accumulated a lot of experience, and can easily break through.
Don't look at him now as black, but his skin is tough.
It is estimated that after the effects of the medicine are fully absorbed and the state stabilizes, the skin film will be comparable to the thickest layer of skin armor of a wild boar.
Anyone who has been in the mountains and has seen wild boars knows that wild boars run in the mountains all year round, and their pig skins are scratched by thorns. They also like to roll in the mud, and then use big trees as anti-itch sticks and rub them hard against the big trees...
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Therefore, if the skin is made thick and tough, hunters' bows and arrows often cannot penetrate it.
According to the "Hundred Poisons Manual·Pith Mask Volume 1", after the skin mask is practiced well, it can reach that level.
At the same time, he was also a little depressed.
During the process of practicing skin membrane, the skin was stimulated by poisonous substances, and everything became as black as ink, even the object was no exception, and it also looked slightly fatter.
Now, he looks like a black African man, with only one tooth in his mouth being the whitest.
This process will probably last for at least half a month before it slowly dissipates.
"Try to stab me with this knife."
Li Chengfei took out a dagger and handed it to Qi Xiaoer.
"I don't dare!" Qi Xiaoer's expression changed slightly, and he quickly waved his hand, not daring to take the dagger.
"If you are asked to prick, you prick! I have already practiced my skin membrane now! You can't hurt me!" Li Chengfei had a tough attitude.
Qi Xiaoer could only pick up the dagger with a bitter look on his face.
Seeing Li Chengfei's eyebrows raised and about to get angry again, he quickly closed his eyes and stabbed forward with the dagger.
Li Chengfei raised his right arm and grabbed the dagger blade with his bare hands.
Qi Xiaoer was so frightened that he quickly let go.
Li Chengfei took the dagger in his left hand and opened his palm to take a look.
The sharp double edge of the dagger left two shallow scratches on the palm of my hand, but there was no bleeding.
"This is because you didn't use any force, Xiaoer, otherwise, my skin would be scratched."
"It seems that there is still a certain gap before the skin membrane can be practiced. However, the progress is also very obvious. If you have not practiced skin membrane, just this one time, the palm will be cut into two large incisions, blood will flow, and even the fingers will be cut.
There is a risk of having your head cut off."
You know, this dagger is a military dagger! It's extremely sharp.
Li Chengfei is very satisfied with this progress.
In the next few days, he spent two to three hours every day practicing skin mask, and the progress every day was very obvious.
Other times, I would study the Incense Sutra or make some mortal utensils.
Li Chengfei had an unexpected gain while comprehending a stick of Incense Sutra from "Song Family Notes Tiangong Relics".
According to the description, this "Song's Notes Tiangong Relics" is a tool maker named Song who recorded his own feelings about making tools. It belongs to the type of tool maker's notes.
This type of incense scripture is less authoritative and of low value.
Li Chengfei didn't have high expectations at first, but after comprehending it, he was pleasantly surprised to find that what was recorded in this posthumous scroll was actually a mechanism for condensing spiritual consciousness to attack the enemy.
However, there is a big problem with this institution.
It needs to continuously input a large amount of spiritual consciousness, which is like charging and is gathered in the core formation of the mechanism. After it is full, it can launch a weak attack.
Moreover, this mechanism is expendable. Once it is activated and an attack is launched, the core formation will be consumed and cannot be reversed.
In other words, it needs to consume a lot of spiritual consciousness and take a certain amount of time to be fully charged, but it can only launch a weak attack, and it will be useless after the attack.
The key point is that it is a spiritual weapon, the core formation is very difficult to carve, and the production process takes a long time.
It can be said that this is waste among wastes.
No immortal would be willing to use this thing, and the tool maker would not spend time and energy making this kind of waste.
This thing was accidentally acquired by the skillful hand of the tool maker named Song in his spare time.
To put it bluntly, it was invented just for fun when I was idle.
After the invention, the maker surnamed Song was obviously in a very complicated mood. It was tasteless and it was a pity to throw it away, so he casually recorded it with a stick of incense.
Perhaps out of disgrace, he didn't even leave his own name, only his surname, saying it was "Song's Notes".
"And this name...is actually called the Energy-Gathering Soul-Splitting Wave Killer?"
Li Chengfei looked strange.
"Is there actually a middle-aged boy in this world? Looking at the name, this middle-aged boy is very sick!"
The tool maker named Song really let go because he didn't leave his name.
This is a common problem among netizens. They use nicknames on the Internet instead of their real names, and they dare to say all kinds of dirty things.
"This thing is of no significance to the immortals. A casual spiritual attack from them is stronger and more economical than this thing."
"But, for me, it is the most suitable. My spiritual consciousness is powerful, but I am not an immortal, I don't know magic, and I can't control my spiritual consciousness to attack the enemy."
"This energy-gathering soul-shattering wave killer weapon is simply tailor-made for me."
Li Chengfei was so pleased that he started making it.
"No wonder even the inventor himself thinks this thing is useless. This little thing consumes a lot of materials."
This small mechanism actually requires a large amount of mithril, gold, gold, jade, silk and other rare materials.
Fortunately, before Li Chengfei crossed over, he plundered the human world and brought a large amount of wealth, so there was no shortage of these things.
"Use it when you need it. Anyway, the next time life restarts, the things in the space ring will be reset and it will be full again."
"If a person dies and the money is not spent, how painful it would be!"
Li Chengfei thinks very broadly.
It took half a day to finally create the first "Energy-Gathering Soul-Splitting Wave Killer"!
With the assistance of "Nan Ke"'s super memory, coupled with his powerful spiritual consciousness, the tool making is like a god's help, almost zero mistakes, completed in one go, and extremely efficient.
After making it, Li Chengfei tried it and his face darkened.
Fortunately, his skin is now as dark as Brother Hei's, so it's hard to tell.
"That's it! No wonder it's called the Energy-Gathering Soul-Splitting Wave Killing Weapon! This name is not chosen casually!"
This thing is usually buckled on the chest.
At first glance, Li Chengfei seems to have strong chest muscles.
When using it, you have to press the button in the middle to launch.
Moreover, this thing comes in a pair, two, buckled on the left and right sides respectively, with the button directly on the top...
Li Chengfei suspected that the toolmaker named Song was deliberately pranking him, and he had evidence.
This name is really worthy of its name.
He looked disgusted and didn't want to wear it anymore.
However, thinking that Niu Yi Mao might come to his door at any time, he happily put it on.
If a mortal wants to kill an immortal, no matter how many careful arrangements are made in advance, it is not an exaggeration - even the weakest immortal is still an immortal!
Li Chengfei controlled his spiritual consciousness, and it took about a stick of incense to fully charge the energy-gathering soul-shattering wave-killing weapon.
There are guns, two assistants, Qi Xiaoer and Fei Junyi, and some mortal weapons, plus this energy-gathering soul-breaking wave killer weapon...
Li Chengfei suddenly felt much more at ease.
"Huh?"
As soon as Li Chengfei walked out of the room with confident steps, Qi Xiaoer and Qi Xiaoer stared at his chest, dumbfounded.
"Master Li, have you made any progress in your skin training? Your chest muscles are so developed! They even have small buttons..."
Qi Xiaoer swallowed it back halfway through his words.
Because Li Chengfei's face looked a little ugly.
"You two are my brothers, and I want to teach you some fighting skills! Qi Xiaoer, you come first to take the moves, and I will practice with you!"
"Ah? No need, right?"
Qi Xiaoer's bitter face made Li Chengfei look like he was going to take the opportunity to retaliate.
"No! If you sweat more on weekdays, you can cry less during war!"
Regardless of whether Qi Xiaoer agreed or not, Li Chengfei stepped forward to pick him up and started throwing him.
Qi Xiaoer paid the price with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and understood Mr. Li's new taboos - he couldn't lift his chest muscles or lift his buttons! He couldn't even look at her again.
Just when Li Chengfei was making little progress, Immortal Master Niu Yimao finished his training abroad and returned to the city.