I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 279: Incense Conversion Points
"My treasure!" The Taoist hurried forward and picked up the sword, his voice full of panic.

"Master, what happened to your treasure?" The general in the army asked hurriedly with concern.

"That monster has a strong filthy power, even divine power can invade it. Although my sword killed the monster, it was also polluted by the monster's filthy energy. Without half a month of ritual cultivation, I'm afraid it can no longer be used." The Taoist put away the sword distressedly, and then looked at the place where the Blood God Son fell: "I want to see what kind of monster it is that has such filthy power."

At this time, the warrior and the Taoist came forward together, but there was no trace of blood stains on the ground, and there was no sign that the Blood God had fallen. It was as if the Blood God had disappeared out of thin air.

"What the hell?"

The two of them looked at the empty ground, you looked at me and I looked at you, confusion written all over their eyes.

Zhang Chen, who was farther away, seemed to be thinking: "My Blood God Son inherited the characteristics of blood pollution. It can actually pollute treasures. It's really interesting. If the power of the Blood God Son becomes stronger in the future, then it won't be the sword that kills the Blood God Son, but the Blood God Son will directly pollute the sword."

“However, the power of incense and faith cannot be underestimated. Not to mention other methods, just the flying sword technique, coupled with the sword light splitting into dozens of rays, has surpassed ninety-nine percent of the methods in the world. I just don’t know if my five-colored divine light can collect the flying sword. If the five-colored divine light can collect the flying sword, then this technique is not worth mentioning to me. If it can’t, I’d better stay away from it when I meet it in the future.” Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

Seeing that the soldiers in the mountains had been killed and scattered by the Blood God, Zhang Chen secretly disappeared into the mountains. At dawn the next day, Zhang Chen returned to the Taoist temple with the first wave of pilgrims. When Zhang Chen came back, he saw the little kid sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Zhang Chen silently glanced at the little girl and thought to himself, "The little girl is really hardworking. She probably sensed the danger, right? I just wonder if there is any treasure in this world that can help her practice."

Zhang Chen quietly started cooking. Then Cheng Yu woke up and saw Zhang Chen cooking. There was a hint of surprise on his face: "Zhang Chen, you're back?"

The little kid jumped off the bed and looked towards the big pot. Sure enough, meat was stewing again.

"How did you handle the police work?" Zhang Chen took out the stewed meat and asked the little kid.

"Don't worry, since you have entrusted this matter to me, your senior sister, I will do it for you today." Little Douding patted his chest and promised.

Zhang Chen nodded secretly when he heard that. Just when the two were enjoying their meal, there was a sudden noise outside the door. The little kid wiped his hands and walked out the door. Not long after, he came back and came up to Zhang Chen with a nervous look on his face. He leaned over and whispered in Zhang Chen's ear, "Zhang Chen, have you heard? Something big happened down the mountain. Two thousand guards from the Pingbian Palace died last night. All of them were sucked dry of blood by a red monster. The abbot is summoning all the elders and disciples to go down the mountain to pray for the souls to be reborn."

Zhang Chen was surprised when he heard this and asked, "How come another two thousand people died? Didn't three thousand people die last time? Wasn't the Pingbian Palace prepared?"

The little kid shook his head when he heard that: "I don't know! Who knows what went wrong in the Pingbian Palace. Now the master is calling everyone to go down the mountain to pray for the souls to be reborn, and we have to follow him. Let's hurry down the mountain."

Zhang Chen and Xiao Douding packed up the stew and walked out of the door. They saw that the atmosphere in the Taoist temple was tense. People were walking out of the mountain gate in groups, holding various ritual implements. From a distance, they saw thousands of corpses lined up in front of the mountain gate. It looked very scary.

The little kid looked at the rows of dead bodies and felt a little scared. He huddled beside Zhang Chen, holding Zhang Chen's hand and following him closely.

Zhang Chen looked around but could not see any trace of Zhang Xiaohua. He was secretly wondering where Zhang Xiaohua had gone.

"It is said that Zhang Xiaohua was so frightened that she hid in the ancestral hall in the backyard." said the little kid.

Zhang Chen's eyes were filled with surprise when he heard this. He never expected that Zhang Xiaohua could be so cunning.

The ritual began, and Zhang Chen followed the elders and disciples in chanting scriptures. Soon the ritual was over. With an order from the elders, thousands of corpses were burned and turned into ashes.

Then Zhang Chen and Xiao Douding, two guys who were just filling in the numbers, returned to the Taoist temple. Xiao Douding left the small building mysteriously, leaving Zhang Chen to think about cultivation.

Two hours later, the little kid came back with dark eyes and a look of joy on his face: "It's done! Go clean up the sculpture tonight."

Since there are pilgrims in the Taoist temple during the day, the sculptures cannot be cleaned. Only after the mountain gate is closed at night can the disciples in charge of cleaning the sculptures clean the statues.

Zhang Chen looked at the little boy's dark eyes and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart: "How did you do this? Does it hurt?"

"That bastard was a nasty guy. I don't know where he learned this weird boxing technique. I was not careful and suffered a great loss. But that bastard didn't have an easy time either. I broke one of his legs." The little bean's voice was full of pride.

Zhang Chen picked up the white wine and wiped the little bean with concern. He rubbed the wound. The little bean grimaced in pain, which made Zhang Chen feel very distressed.

"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury. The previous injuries were much more serious, but I still managed to survive." The little boy forced a smile and comforted Zhang Chen in return.

Zhang Chen felt her heart sank when she heard that, but she didn't say much. She just silently treated the wound for the little girl. She made up her mind that if anyone dared to bully her again in the future, she would break the other person's bones.

One day, Zhang Chen had nothing to do, so he waited until the evening. When it got dark, he picked up a broom, bucket, and rag and went to the incense hall.

The entire hall was empty and silent, with only the eternal lamp flickering in the dim space.

Zhang Chen opened his Devouring Eyes and looked towards the sculpture above the main hall. His saliva was about to flow out as he looked at the column of incense and light rising into the sky.

He casually swept around the entire hall with a broom, and when he realized there was no one around, Zhang Chen looked towards the sculpture, nimbly jumped up, and came behind the statue with a rag. Looking at the lingering scent of incense, Zhang Chen carefully identified it for a while, and after confirming that there were no traps, he stretched out his hand the next moment, and saw the mouthparts of the innate mosquito slowly emerging from his palm and probed into the rich incense bit by bit.

This sculpture was consecrated only after a secret ritual, and it only had the function of collecting, gathering and filtering the incense. Zhang Chen was not afraid of disturbing the owner of the incense.

Unless the owner of the incense has come down from across time and space to give a thought, this sculpture is a dead object.

However, this sculpture was not simple. It was protected by a magical restriction. However, in Zhang Chen's eyes, the restriction was full of loopholes. His innate mosquito mouthparts easily penetrated through the loopholes. Then, as Zhang Chen activated his magical power, a huge amount of incense was absorbed in the next moment. After being transformed by his devouring skills, it turned into the purest inexplicable energy.

After Zhang Chen felt the energy infusing into his body, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart: First, as long as he thought about it in his heart, this energy would infuse into his body and turn into innate vitality, which would help him to change his roots imperceptibly and make his physical body transform towards his innate roots.

The second is the effect of its own golden finger, which can actually convert the energy into experience points.

The third is to transform it into magic power to help one's own practice.

However, I have already mastered the Qigong technique, and if I want to practice, I will have no further progress unless I find a higher level formula. Otherwise, practicing will just be a waste of time.

"I still have to work hard to improve my skills and strength. To me, the most important thing is to improve my strength. As long as my strength is improved, what can I want?" Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

However, what made Zhang Chen happy was that the energy from the incense could actually be converted into experience points. This was definitely great news for Zhang Chen.

Think about it, Huang Tiandao is now preaching in the north. How many temples have been built and how much incense power has been gathered. Aren’t those all his own resources?
"Convert it into points." Zhang Chen secretly gave the order in his mind.

As Zhang Chen took a breath of incense, the points on the gold finger page increased by one hundred.

Looking at the increased 100 points, Zhang Chen felt that it was a bit slow, but he knew that it was not because his swallowing skill was not powerful, but because his strength was too low. His swallowing speed was related to his strength. The higher his strength, the faster the swallowing speed.

Although I can only get 100 points with each bite now, as long as my cultivation level improves in the future, it won't be a dream to get 10,000 or even 100,000 points with each bite.

Moreover, one hundred points in one breath is definitely a lot. He inhaled so fast that he took a breath every two breaths. Zhang Chen hid behind the sculpture and enjoyed inhaling very much.

It was not until the second half of the night that the scent of incense from the sculpture dimmed by 10%. Zhang Chen secretly calculated the time and felt that it was time. If he continued to inhale, he would not have time to clean the hall. When the morning classes began, if someone noticed that the hall was not cleaned, they would definitely make trouble for him.

Zhang Chen looked at the aroma of incense rolling on the sculpture with greed on his face, and secretly sighed in his heart that he didn't know how powerful the great sage master Huang Tiandao was. He absorbed such a huge amount of incense, and his strength was beyond his imagination.

Zhang Chen looked at the number of points he had absorbed overnight, which was a total of one million points. Based on the calculation of thirty breaths per minute, Zhang Chen had absorbed less than six hours at this time, which was exactly around one million points. Adding the points he had left before, Zhang Chen now had exactly one million.

"A million points overnight is just like a dream. I am picking up money. Huang Tiandao is really a good place. I don't need to bother collecting points in the future. As long as I settle down here, sooner or later I will upgrade all my skills and become a twelfth-level existence." Zhang Chen muttered secretly in his heart.

Now that he had found a stable source of points, Zhang Chen was no longer stingy, but turned his gaze to the skill board, staring at the skills on the skill board to see where the 1.2 million points were added.

The first skill, Light of the God, is at the fourth level, which currently requires two million points. Zhang Chen has chosen to give up on it for the time being. He has no intention of saving up points. Anyway, he will have a steady stream of points after the points stabilize. It would be better to upgrade all skills at once so as not to leave any shortcomings for himself.

Zhang Chen set his sights on Dragon Qi. The Dragon Qi skill was currently at level two, and it would take two hundred thousand points to upgrade it. Then Zhang Chen clicked on it without even thinking about it, and one million and two hundred thousand points instantly evaporated. The information on the page representing the second skill, Dragon Qi, was disrupted and reorganized, and the page was refreshed:
【2技能（二阶）：龙气（0/200000)】——>【2技能（三阶）：龙气（0/2000000)】

[Note: Changes brought by the third-level dragon energy: Beast Taming Skill, can be activated six times a day, each time for one hour. Can control third-level beast monsters (1,000 meters in radius).]

"The second skill has changed a lot. First, the skill range has increased from 500 meters to 1,000 meters. Secondly, it can be activated six times a day, each time for one hour. In other words, if Zhang Wo keeps activating it, it can last for six hours, which is a whole morning, enough to finish a war." Zhang Chen's heart was pounding. This second skill was interesting and worth continuing to invest in.

The most important thing is that I can control a third-level monster. What if I spend two million to upgrade it to the fourth level? The fifth level? The sixth level?
The Great Wall of Bones is your own back garden.

"Not bad, not bad!" Zhang Chen praised and turned his attention to the rest of the skills. He still had one million points left, and he was very arrogant now. He didn't want to keep any points at all and wanted to squander them all.

In the future, Zhang Chen wants to be a balanced and all-round hexagonal warrior.

There is no need to consider the third skill of blood control. Zhang Chen can't even think about the 20 billion points.

Then Zhang Chen saw the fourth skill, water control. The water control skill was only at the second level, and the most important thing was that it only required 100,000 points. The water control skill was very important to Zhang Chen, and he could travel in the Forgotten River thanks to the magic of the water control skill.

Zhang Chen didn't even think twice and directly clicked on it. The next moment, he saw the water control screen of Zhang Chen refresh and change:
【4技能（二阶）：控水术+弱水（0/100000）】——>【4技能（三阶）：控水术+弱水（0/500000）】

[Note: Controls all third-level water flows within 200 meters. Can freeze third-level monsters within 2 meters in front of the body.]

【Points: 900000】

Zhang Chen's eyes fell on the water control technique. After the third level of water control technique, the control range was just a little bigger, but no other surprises were derived.

However, after looking at the remaining 900,000 points, Zhang Chen clicked it without hesitation.

In an instant, 900,000 points became 400,000, and the water control technique was upgraded again.

【4技能（三阶）：控水术+弱水（0/500000）】——>【4技能（四阶）：控水术+弱水（0/5000000）】

[Note: Controls all fourth-level water flows within 500 meters. Can freeze fourth-level monsters within 5 meters in front of the body.]

(End of this chapter)