My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 131 Stability
In Lijiang City, in Yongtongfang, east of the city, there is a small courtyard outside the gate.

Chen Mu unlocked the brass lock and pushed the door open to enter.

The thatched hut and the training frame stood quietly in the courtyard. Various weeds, whose names I didn't know, covered the ground in a messy, disorderly manner.

"Take your time packing up." Chen Mu shrugged, looking relaxed.

The city of Nanyang was vast and prosperous, yet Chen Mu always felt oppressed. A constant stream of events overwhelmed him, making it hard for him to breathe.

"It's still more comfortable in a small town."

Black smoke quickly filled the yard, and wherever it passed, patches of weeds disappeared.

Remove the weeds and replace the leaky thatched roof with a new one.

The training frame, exposed to wind and sun and covered with specks of gray-black mold, was dismantled.

Clean the room covered in cobwebs.

Clean the pots and pans covered in dust.

Chen Mu spent the entire morning tidying up the courtyard.

Around noon, he threw a pile of moldy bedding and mats in the yard.

"We need to buy new ones."

The Li River is located south of Daliang, where it is hot and humid year-round.

Despite taking moisture-proof measures when he left last time, he still couldn't prevent the bedding from getting moldy.

……

Around noon, at the Lijiang Tower east of Lijiang Weicheng.

Chen Mu sat in a corner of the lobby on the first floor, leisurely eating his meal.

"The cost of living is still lower in small towns."

He just went to the eastern market of Lijiang City to buy bedding, mats, and other daily necessities.

The whole set cost only one or two taels of silver, and they even gave him a wooden foot bath basin as a gift.

Chen Mu gave an extra three hundred copper coins and received a huge bathtub in return.

"In Nanyang Prefecture, you couldn't buy this for less than three taels of silver."

Thinking of the more than thirteen thousand taels of silver he had, Chen Mu was immediately filled with pride.

"I absolutely have to go check out Ruyi Fang tonight."

"For no other reason than to see just how different it is from Chunfenglou!"

……

July 6th, 641st year of the Great Liang Dynasty.

Lijiang City, Tongyunfang.

Under the thatched shed of the Chen residence.

Chen Mu lay in a hollowed-out bamboo rocking chair, squinting as he admired the sunset on the horizon.

This is the third day since we arrived in Lijiang City. We have already taken care of everything, including setting up the cellar, storing grain, and exploring the surrounding environment.

Now that I have some free time, I'm preparing to think about my future plans.

On the low table to his left was a fist-sized bronze incense burner, from which wisps of insect-repelling incense with a medicinal scent wafted.

Standing on the right is a long, black staff about half a person's height, which is the Soul-Fixing Stake obtained from Nanyang Prefecture.

Chao Tianwang went north, while he went south; the two were now worlds apart.

Even with the Yin-taming strategy, Chao Tianwang could no longer sense it.

Chen Mu then took out the Soul-Stabilizing Pillar.

Spreading his hand, Chen Mu touched the Soul-Stabilizing Pillar, feeling its cool touch, and nodded in satisfaction: "It's so refreshing!"

I don't know the principle either.

This stick seems to absorb the surrounding temperature.

With it around, the temperature within a three-meter radius will quickly become incredibly cool.

The space inside the Five Ghosts Bag could already be called a cold storage room.

……

He picked up the warm milk from the low table and drank it all in one gulp. Then he rinsed his mouth with the herbal tea.

With a thought, Chen Mu saw a gray wall appear before his eyes.

Writing: 2660/10000/Second order;

Drawing: 3907/10000/Second order;

Throw: 6073/10000/Tier 4;

Cooking skill: 56/10000/Tier 3;

Pharmacy Skill: 3765/10000/Tier 4;

Hidden Sword: 1102/10000/Tier 4;

Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell: 8893/10000/Sixth Rank;

Transformation Technique: 697/10000/Tier 3;

Red Falcon Form Training Technique: The Limit;

Azure-Eyed Golden Ape Form Training Technique: Limit;

White Ape Form Refinement Technique: Limit;

Black Tiger Form Refinement Technique: Limit; White Jade Toad Form Refinement Technique: Limit
Heavenly Serpent Form Refinement Technique: 3329/10000/Fourth Tier;

"Unbeknownst to me, the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell is about to advance to a higher level."

An unexpected surprise.

"So, I'll have to keep using the Five Ghosts Bag brand multi-functional home appliances," Chen Mu thought with a chuckle.

It was precisely because of the various uses of the Five Ghosts Bag that I unintentionally leveled up my proficiency.

This feeling of being surprised and delighted without anyone noticing made Chen Mu feel extremely satisfied.

"I'll practice the Heavenly Serpent Form Refinement Technique first." The Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell is enough for me, and I don't have an urgent need to continue leveling up.

"It will take about twenty days to master the Soul-Traveling Technique," Chen Mu calculated to himself.

The first three stages of the Body Refinement Technique correspond to Tendon Strengthening, Bone Strengthening, and Marrow Strengthening, respectively, and are mainly for transforming and strengthening the body.

The fourth stage corresponds to the divine intent. Chen Mu guessed that he was practicing the spirit, one of the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit.

With the accumulation of physical training techniques and repeated modifications and enhancements to his body, he was nearing a certain limit.

This reduces the transformative effect of other training techniques and also shortens the time required for cumulative training.

However, the time required for divine cultivation has remained unchanged; it always takes at least a month.

"The Armor Soul is difficult to cultivate," Chen Mu said helplessly.

But thinking about those who have cultivated their spirits for centuries, Chen Mu felt relieved.

"At least you can still see the end."

As long as you keep accumulating training techniques, you can eventually piece together a full set of armor.

“The only downside is that training beyond the limit isn’t very effective.” Chen Mu frowned slightly.

The last breakthrough in the Red Falcon Form Training Technique was extremely abrupt.

Before the breakthrough, he could feel the progress, but there were no proficiency indicators.

This kind of practice, where he couldn't see how proficient he was, made him feel like he was losing control.

"The limit..." Chen Mu seemed to be deep in thought.

"That might be the limit that practitioners of the Red Falcon Form Refinement Technique have ever reached."

"Because we've reached the top, there's no reference point, so we can't continue to differentiate proficiency levels."

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.

To measure skills by proficiency, there must be an upper and lower limit, so that they can be evenly distributed and quantified.

"So that's how proficiency is developed!" Chen Mu felt a sense of surprise and relief, as if he had finally seen through the fog.

"Amazing!" Chen Mu exclaimed.

He immediately came to his senses: "So the limit of these physical training techniques was just the wandering soul?"

This means that throughout history, none of those who practiced these physical training techniques have ever achieved the Armor Soul!
He practiced five different body-refining techniques, but at most, all five only reached the level of wandering soul.

Where did those body-refining techniques that could cultivate a powerful soul go?

“A prestigious family…” Chen Mu suppressed the urge to curse.

They've definitely been gathered up and sealed off by that bunch of bastards.

"I'll save it up slowly," Chen Mu shook his head.

Fortunately, he had a skill proficiency cheat.

"Isn't it just practicing in the dark?"

"It's not like there's no progress."

Although it cannot be reflected in proficiency, each practice session still brings insights and a clear sense of progress.

“At least I don’t need a hundred years to cultivate my soul.” Chen Mu suddenly laughed: “Maybe fifty will be enough.”

Fifty is still young... well, not old.

When the time comes, I'll definitely have to ask Jie Jia about opening the Heavenly Gate.

"I just don't know if this old man will still be alive. Maybe in twenty or thirty years."

Thinking of the old man's character, Chen Mu chuckled again.

At such an advanced age, he's doing incredibly well as an assassin, and his blue pills are selling like hotcakes.

Let alone twenty or thirty years, it wouldn't be difficult for me to live another fifty or sixty years.

"Jia Po can prolong life."

……

After that, Chen Mu maintained the Heavenly Serpent Form Refining Technique breathing every day.

In his spare time, he would read the books he had borrowed from Chao Tianwang.

I routinely check my progress in crafting.

He also erected a two-meter-high, thigh-thick wooden stake in a corner of the yard, and would occasionally toss it with iron lotus seeds.

Each time, it flew precisely just past the top, scraping away bits of sawdust.

He has now worn it down to the height of a hand, and the ground is covered with a layer of sawdust, but the top is still as flat as if it had just been sawed off.

The proficiency in throwing skills also gradually improved.

Under the thatched hut, Chen Mu sat leisurely in a rocking chair: "Small towns are still the most peaceful."

There's one more chapter, probably quite late, so friends, don't wait up, read it tomorrow.

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