CHAPTER 446: CHAPTER 179: "LAYER BY LAYER HIGH"_2

This is thanks to Ocean World, where I interact with water every day and play with it.

My control over water far surpasses other attributes.

Especially, Zhang Feng has this thought: if he can master the Water Needle, then the formulas for other ’various needles’ should be similar to the Earth Attribute.

Although different attributes cause structural changes,

Zhang Feng also feels that the overall structure remains unchanged; the basic core principle is a ’linear circular stability.’

A line is drawn in one stroke for the Earth Needle.

The circular shape resembles a circle but has slightly concave sides, forming a peculiar symbol.

The ’line’ and ’circle’ compose the general structure of the Earth Needle.

Currently, Zhang Feng is using this overall structure to backtrack the ’internal fine structure’ principle of the Water Needle.

Of course, having a standard ’Water Needle Talisman’ would be even better.

The analysis speed would further accelerate.

...

Arriving in the city.

In the early winter before dawn, the streets have already started bustling with vendors calling out.

"Buns~"

"Matches, cigarettes~"

Some vendors push carts, while others have boards hanging on their chests.

But most carry a pole, with small baskets hanging on both ends, resembling steaming bun containers, with steam billowing out through the gaps.

"Brother Zhang!"

While Zhang Feng is walking and observing,

a middle-aged man in a suit riding a rickshaw stops the driver and eagerly says to Zhang Feng, "Where are you going? I’ll give you a ride!"

"No need, Shopkeeper Zhou." Zhang Feng cups his hands to him. He’s a regular guest at the inn and has even given Zhang tips.

According to him, it’s a trend in the West and in Xiangjiang.

"That’s courteous." Shopkeeper Zhou, dressed in a well-fitted Western suit, expertly rises and returns the courtesy, his movements precise.

But to Zhang Feng, it feels very awkward.

Upon further reflection,

his actions are too standard and retro, blending perfectly with the surrounding era, but his clothes are too conspicuous.

He shakes his head inwardly.

After bidding farewell to this gentleman, Zhang Feng heads straight to the northern slum.

Upon arriving there,

the smell of decay and rot is much stronger than that in the complex Kowloon Walled City.

Even though it is winter now, the stench is intense.

Not too far away, beside the wall, there’s a corpse.

Zhang Feng glances at it, his state indicates the cause of death was the extreme cold and hunger from the previous night.

People passing by also turn a blind eye, continuing with their business as usual.

It seems cold, but compared to a post-apocalyptic and Martial World,

it’s much better.

In a post-apocalyptic world, Zhang Feng has seen some people treat a normal corpse as reserve food.

Really, if someone were to fight over a corpse now,

Zhang Feng would find it very normal.

Because after ten lifetimes,

Zhang Feng feels he’s long been abnormal.

It’s also at this thought,

Zhang Feng suddenly realizes that his Heart Demon indeed needs to be suppressed, otherwise, he might have extreme thoughts, akin to those in a depressive apocalypse.

So once this world’s lessons are complete, he must take a break.

Calculate further, and when he walks into the next world, it will be the new world for growth.

For now, settle down the mind.

Zhang Feng arrives at a small house in a narrow alley.

Tat—

He knocks on the door a few times.

Although outsiders can’t hear anything, Zhang Feng’s exceptional hearing picks up slight footsteps inside.

The person then cautiously approaches the crack in the door, looking through a discreet crevice in the wall, assessing him.

Zhang Feng, at the same time, looks toward the crevice. "It’s me, Daoist Brother."

"Daoist Brother!"

The one inside is a Daoist. Seeing it’s Zhang Feng, he quickly opens the door.

Zhang Feng says nothing more and walks straight into the small house.

Clatter—

After the Daoist closes the door, he quickly follows inside.

Upon reaching the side room, the Daoist senior brother is just rising from his bed.

He is now moving a bit more freely.

"Daoist Brother, you’ve come." He speaks in a continuous yet unbroken manner.

"Mm." Zhang Feng nods slightly, takes a step forward, and checks his pulse. "This period, the inn has been busy, thus it’s been over ten days since I last checked on Lin Dao You."

Zhang Feng withdraws his hand, "Based on the pulse, there are no problems; the Qi and blood flow much smoother, and the bones are gradually repositioning.

During recovery, how do you feel? Have you experienced any Evil Qi disturbances?"

"None." Lin Dao You, with gratitude and amazement, earnestly clasps his hands. "Daoist Brother, during the treatment of my injuries, not only did you clear my Evil Qi, but you also straightened my meridians.

This kind of medical skill is unparalleled!"

"As long as it heals." Zhang Feng speaks straightforwardly, "Lin Dao You, I have to return to the inn later, so I’ll be direct about the purpose of this visit."

While speaking, Zhang Feng takes out their Talisman, and to their wide-eyed astonishment, he also brings out ten more detailed ones,

"Your original Talisman has lost its Spiritual Qi.

But relying on your Talisman’s drawing method, I managed to replicate ten more for you to use in self-defense.

If it’s not enough, I can create a few more on the spot."

"This..." Lin Dao You, looking at the stack of Talismans, feels a bit stunned.

Because for his junior brother to successfully draw a single Talisman takes at least half a day.

Yet, this Daoist Brother effortlessly presents ten?

And observing the Spiritual Qi on them, it’s clear they were created in one go within a short timespan.

With such skill and immense Spiritual Qi,

he truly has never heard of such a thing.

"Daoist Brother..." The Daoist looks at Zhang Feng’s Talismans, in shock, asking, "You... you say you copied them? Did you mean to say... you didn’t know the Talisman technique before?"