For Jiang Chen, half a year was the time he could spend the most. Next, he needed to prepare for his follow-up.
During this period of time, he naturally had to consider many things.
In fact, he had already thought about it a lot.
For example, how to obtain the following basic knowledge.
If the first to third levels of Qi Cultivation were only the most basic internal cultivation methods, then after the fourth level, the knowledge involved would naturally be even more. From the Xiantian skill and the Nine Yin Scripture, it could be seen that the Xiantian level knowledge was the basic knowledge required for this level.
The Nine Yin Manual had given him thirty percent of the knowledge, and the Xiantian skill was about the same. In addition, the Xiantian level comprehension provided by his master, Wang Chongyang, had also increased his knowledge by more than twenty percent.
It could be seen from this.
However, the martial arts world had already begun to decline. The basic knowledge of the Innate Realm and the existence of the Innate Realm were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Putting everything else aside, there was only one Innate Realm in the entire martial arts world in name, and that was his master, Wang Chongyang.
Although there might be more than one Connate Cultivator, there were indeed not many Connate Cultivators compared to a hundred years ago.
As a result, the amount of basic knowledge that could be obtained was naturally less.
Fortunately, Jiang Chen was a transmigrator after all. He had some understanding of this world and this era.
It was precisely because he understood that he knew where to go to obtain the relevant basic knowledge.
For example, Shaolin Temple.
Although the Shaolin Temple had already sealed off the mountain, it did not mean that it had really cut off contact with the outside world. As the leader of the martial arts world, almost every generation of the Shaolin Temple had a Connate Cultivator.
Naturally, he did not need to have too much basic knowledge related to innate skills.
However, Jiang Chen chose to give up on this choice.
The reason was simple. The Shaolin Temple had already sealed off the mountain, so it was not appropriate for him to go there rashly.
Secondly, with his current status, the Shaolin Temple might not give him face.
Quan Zhen Sect might look powerful now, but there was still a huge gap between them and the current Shaolin Temple.
In other words, the Shaolin Temple would definitely not give face.
In this way, he couldn't possibly barge in.
This was especially so when he actually had more choices.
"Carefree Sect!"
"I wonder if it still exists!"
Whisper's voice spoke. Jiang Chen's expression was filled with anticipation and nervousness.
A hundred years had passed. He didn't know if the so-called Carefree Sect still existed.
If there was a place in this world that was richer than the Shaolin Temple's Connate level, it was undoubtedly the Carefree Sect.
Carefree Sect was a low-key sect that was known by few in the martial world. The martial arts of the Carefree Sect were light, elegant, and powerful. One could be invincible in the martial arts world if they had one of them.
Medical divination, astrology, zither, chess, calligraphy and painting, mechanical handyman, trade migration planting, fighting wine and singing music, guessing riddles, five elements and eight trigrams, Qimen Dunjia, farmland water conservancy, economic and military strategy, there is nothing he is not proficient in.
If there was anyone in this world who was more like an immortal cultivator, it would undoubtedly be the Carefree Sect.
This sect.
Be it cultivation techniques or moves, they were all pointing straight at the Xiantian realm, or even very likely above the Xiantian realm.
Compared to Shaolin Temple, the Carefree Sect might have an easier time.
Perhaps he had already declined. He only needed to find his ruins.
After all, in his previous life, after the Heavenly Dragon, the Carefree Sect almost no longer appeared in front of the world. In this case, other than decline, Jiang Chen couldn't think of any other explanation.
The ruins might be a problem for others.
But not for Jiang Chen.
Whether it was the address of the Vulture Palace or the description of the scene, Jiang Chen still remembered it.
At this moment, he only needed to follow his memories and search for it.
Of course, before going to the Vulture Palace, Jiang Chen also wanted to find another place that might also have innate basic knowledge.
A hundred years ago, the Murong family's Qiao Feng became a story. However, as time passed, this story became a joke. However, the Murong family's collection of books was not just for decoration.
The Langkeng Fortune Cave was a place where all the martial arts classics in the world were gathered. However, the world had experienced many vicissitudes, and it was still like a spider web hanging over a stone beam. The bookshelves were filled with dust, and the vast number of martial arts classics were nowhere to be found!。
And these books were naturally moved to the Water Returning Pavilion.
Most martial artists yearned for rare martial arts manuals, but what was so difficult about them? How could Gusu Murong be a kind person? If he didn't have a promise, how could he enter the "Return of Water Pavilion"? Now I would like to write a catalog of some ancient books.
As the Free And Unfettered Sect's library, there were not many books here. This was also the best choice before Sky Mountain.
After all, even if he could find the Heaven Mountain, it would not be as much as returning it to the Water Pavilion.
Jiang Chen naturally wouldn't give up what was close at hand.
The galloping horse is spurring.
Qiu Chuji followed his junior brother on the official roads with a puzzled expression.
Although he was extremely puzzled and wanted to speak a few times, he suppressed it.
About half a month later.
The group finally arrived at their destination.
Although a hundred years had passed.
The name of Swallow Dock still hadn't changed. After all, there wasn't a change of dynasty. However, Canhe Villa had long disappeared in the long river of history. After Jiang Chen inquired, he vaguely knew that not far from the town, there seemed to be a big family. As for whether it was the Murong family, he didn't know.
This situation was very normal. A hundred years was enough for three generations in this era. Who would still remember?
But with this information, it was enough for Jiang Chen.
Following the old man's instructions, Jiang Chen arrived at the hill.
Indeed, he found some ruins.
However, after a hundred years of wear and tear, he had long been buried in the soil. If not for his strong consciousness, he might not have noticed anything unusual for a while.
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