As the last ghoul was drowned by multiple rays of light of different colors, the crazy howling suddenly stopped, and the place suddenly became quiet.
After a slight pause, everyone thanked the white-bearded old man with the joy of surviving the disaster.
The white-bearded old man stroked his long beard and raised his hands in all directions.
Then he pointed his right hand at the white jade disc suspended in mid-air. The spiritual light surging on the surface of the latter suddenly converged, spinning and falling towards the white-bearded old man. The fiery red light shield covering the top of the convoy also disappeared.
I saw the old man with a white beard landing on the gorgeous cart at the head. He touched the sky with his left hand and put away the white jade disk.
Then he rolled up his sleeves and waved them repeatedly towards the front of the motorcade. A strong wind suddenly blew in front of the motorcade, blowing the corpses of the ghouls blocking the way to both sides of the road.
After a while, the convoy set off on the road again.
…
Sitting in the carriage, Gao Yuan finally had time to check out the twisted will he had obtained.
Open the light curtain,
【Name】: Gao Yuan
【Shouyuan】:20/73
[Realm]: Second level of Qi training
[Gong method]: Changchun Gong Qi training chapter, proficient (23%)
After selecting analysis, the light curtain flipped and the content on it changed:
[Changchun Gong Qi Training Chapter]: Proficient, analysis consumes 200 twisted will
[Lingxi Finger Strength]: Proficient, analysis consumes 20 twisted will
[Quiet Mind Talisman]: Getting Started, Analysis consumes 10 Twisted Will
Combined with the previous upgrade of Lingxi Zhijin, Gao Yuan gradually figured out how to use the system.
The function of the system should be to consume twisted will to analyze exercises or skills, thereby directly improving the proficiency of the corresponding skills in the form of insights.
And twisted will is obtained by killing monsters... Tsk, it feels like a game. Isn't this system a game panel?
With a slight sigh, his mind became clearer about the future development path.
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After the convoy restarted its journey, there were no more accidents. As noon approached, the outline of a market town gradually appeared at the end of the field of vision.
This is a very large building complex, several times larger than the market town where the original owner lived. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a city.
Passing through rows of dilapidated shacks on the periphery, the convoy drove along the gravel road until it stopped at the gate of Qingyuan Town.
At this time, the city gate of Qingyuan Town was closed, and only a corner gate was opened.
After the motorcade came to a stop, several young people wearing standard black robes came out from behind the corner gate under the leadership of a short, fat middle-aged man.
On the motorcade side, the white-bearded old man had already gotten out of the car and came up to him with a few people who looked like his descendants. After chatting with the short, fat middle-aged man for a few words, he was quickly introduced into the city.
After a while, the short, fat middle-aged man came out with a few more clerk-like people. While he asked Gao Yuan and others to get out of the car and register their information, he motioned to the coachman to drive into the city.
The registration speed was very fast. From time to time, people were allowed to be introduced into the city, but more people were left where they were. Gao Yuan had some vague guesses in his heart.
After a while it was Gao Yuan's turn. He stepped forward. The person in charge of registration was an old man with a horse face. He first saluted Gao Yuan and said with a smile:
"Fellow Taoist, please let me know your cultivation level and what you are good at so that I can register."
Gao Yuan imitated the other person's gesture and cupped his hands: "I'm currently on the second level of Qi training, and I'm good at making talismans."
"Oh?" The horse-faced old man was shocked and asked hurriedly:
"I wonder what kind of talismans you are good at?"
Gao Yuan touched his nose and said awkwardly: "Well, I'm pretty good at making meditation charms."
After a whole morning, he had sorted out most of the extra memories in his mind, and had a deeper understanding of the world.
The Meditation Talisman is the lowest level talisman. Its function is similar to that of calming incense. It is of little use to monks. It is usually used as a training tool for newcomers who are new to the talisman.
Sure enough, the horse-faced old man rolled his eyes after hearing this. He didn't even bother to say a word, and he didn't see him record it. He just waved his hand to one side.
Gao Yuan was mentally prepared for this and stood aside quite calmly.
In fact, the management methods of each market town are similar. Only those with higher cultivation level or those who are talented in alchemy and weapon refining can be allowed to live in the town.
And people like the original owner, who have low cultivation and no skills, are destined to not be favored by the managers and can only live in a simple hut outside the city.
This is true in Qingyuan Town, and it is also true in the market town where the original owner lived before.
If the original owner's father hadn't reached the sixth level of Qi training and was quite accomplished in making talismans, then the father and son would definitely not be qualified to live in the city.
When the last person completed registration and was introduced into the city, the short, fat middle-aged man greeted the remaining people with a few polite words.
It's just that the city is too crowded to accommodate so many people, and those who are not selected can find a place to stay temporarily outside the city to wait for follow-up arrangements, or leave on their own.
The rest of the people were not surprised by this, and after bowing their hands to each other, they left.
Gao Yuan was no exception. He tightened the cloth bag in his arms, turned into the shantytown south of the gravel road with a relaxed and indifferent look, and began to search slowly.
Many shacks outside the city are ownerless. As for the original owners of the shacks, except for a few who moved voluntarily when their conditions improved, most of them died unexpectedly.
Either he died at the mouth of a demon, or he died in a fight with someone.
In this dangerous world, no one can guarantee that they will come back alive after leaving home.
What Gao Yuan was looking for was this kind of ownerless shack as his first stop here.
There is no need to consider the inner shacks close to the urban area of Qingyuan Town. Even if the owner dies, they will be occupied quickly, and they will never take advantage of an outsider like me.
Since there are no managers, the environment of the shanty towns can be imagined.
Moving along the road of uncertain width and width, Gao Yuan not only had to endure the incomprehensible probing glances from different directions, but also carefully avoided the pungent-smelling domestic garbage that appeared on the roadside from time to time.
After searching for nearly half an hour, Gao Yuan found a satisfactory abandoned shack in the fourth row.
This shack is relatively short and not very large, with an area of more than 30 square meters. The only saving grace is the location. There is a river not far to the south, and it is very convenient to get water.
There were overgrown weeds in front of the shack, and it had obviously been unoccupied for a while.
He didn't take it seriously, and despite the probing glances around him, he moved the debris in front of the door and walked in with a relaxed expression.
It wasn't until he slowly closed the wooden door behind him that Gao Yuan relaxed slightly from the feeling he was holding in his heart, and leaned against the wooden door almost exhausted.
There are no managers in shantytowns, and naturally there is no rule of law. Robbery and murder are normal.
If you want to survive here, you must not show any sign of weakness, otherwise once someone discovers the truth, you will be eaten to pieces.
Fortunately, in this world, it is difficult to tell a person's strength from appearance alone. Otherwise, with his second-level Qi training strength, it is not certain whether he can survive tonight.
After gasping for breath for a while, Gao Yuan began to look at the shack.
It may have been that a lot of time was wasted, there are many holes in the slightly cracked walls, and there are some leaks in the roof.
Although there are no windows, the room is quite bright with the light leaking in.
The furnishings in the house are very simple. Apart from a bed and a square table with a stool, there is not even a quilt.
The stove in the corner of the house had collapsed, and the pots on it were missing. It was obvious that the shack had been visited by people nearby after it was abandoned, and all valuable things were taken away.
It was just a temporary place to stay, and Gao Yuan didn't care. He carefully explored the room and made sure there were no dangerous items such as mechanisms before sitting down at the table with his cloth bag.
Gao Yuan had always been curious about the cloth bag that the original owner's father had stuffed into him when he was about to get into the car. However, there had always been outsiders present, so it was difficult for him to open it and check it. Now he finally got the chance.