Hope (3)
“It’s a little fishy and tastes good. It tastes like chicken…”
After swallowing the poisonous mushroom, he focused and opened the Golden Bodhi Scripture in his mind.
Naturally, he was not courting death. Instead, it was a special effect that he had refined to the extreme before the experiment.
As he gradually focused, lines of words slowly appeared on the golden Bodhi page.
Basic information:
Skill
: Devour (100%)
Black Jade Bodhi
: Dao Fruit of All Wonders, Mahayana of Prajna (Current count: 1/2)
Special Effect:
Black Jade Bodhi—Extreme Sublimation
: When the skill reaches 100% proficiency, it can be sublimated once.
Devour – Poison Transformation
: Because you have tasted all kinds of poisons and are not dead, you have a body that is immune to all poisons. After consuming poisons, you can transform them into your blood and energy to nourish your body.
As he focused his attention on
Poison Transformation
, he felt his stomach gradually heat up, as if a weak flame was rising.
This feeling was the same as when he had reached the peak of sublimation.
At that time, it was as if he had fallen into an illusion and swallowed countless poisonous things. His stomach was broken, but he did not die. In the end, his stomach was like a raging fire, giving birth to the
Poison Transformation
special effect.
The special effect of
Poison Transformation
was obtained after the Devouring skill was sublimated to the extreme.
To put it bluntly, devouring was actually eating. Eating was a skill that everyone had.
Similarly, there were running, jumping, attacking, defending, and even sleeping…
They were basic survival skills.
Perhaps it was because he had been eating since he was young, or perhaps it was because he was used to technology and hard work in his previous life. Among all these skills, only the proficiency of Devour reached 100%.
He had also thought about skills like defense and attack. They would definitely be even more powerful after sublimation.
However, his skill proficiency was too low.
With his wealth and stamina, he could not support high-intensity training at all. He could only give up helplessly and temporarily choose to
Devour
to sublimate it to the extreme.
As the flame in his stomach burned brighter and brighter, Lin Yan clearly felt a warm current surge from his stomach to every part of his body.
“Phew…”
A numbing feeling spread throughout his body, making Lin Yan unable to help but make a sound.
He felt all the muscles in his body tremble slightly. It was as if he had encountered rain after a long drought and was greedily absorbing the heat.
“Huh?”
After a while, he felt the heat gradually weaken.
The medicinal power of a red umbrella was too weak. Lin Yan picked another one and put it into his mouth. The heat surged again.
There were a total of eight red umbrellas in the wooden box, some big and some small. Lin Yan picked four in a row and fed them to his mouth. Only then did he feel full and tight.
The fatigue of the day was swept away, as if he had endless strength.
He clenched his fists. He did not know if it was his imagination, but he felt that his strength seemed to have increased.
Could Vitality be related to martial arts?
There was martial arts in this world. It was not like the combat techniques in his previous life, but truly extraordinary martial arts.
For example, Guard Geng of the Fugui Rice Shop was as strong as an ox. Even five or six adults could not get close to him.
It was said that when a powerful martial artist established a formation alone, an army of thousands wouldn’t be able to pass him.
The status of a martial artist was also extremely high. For a skilled and capable commoner like him, even if he worked himself to death in a month, he would at most earn five to six hundred copper coins.
On the other hand, any martial artist could easily earn three to four taels of silver a month without doing much work. There was also all kinds of extra money.
Lin Yan had also thought of learning martial arts. After so many years, he had either heard or inquired about some martial arts opportunities.
However, if the price was not high, they would have to sign a ten to twenty-year contract.
There were also free ones. The Tiger Camp taught martial arts for free. It was said that they also provided precious martial arts and medicinal pills. Unfortunately, there was only a slim chance of survival and they had to exchange their lives for it.
Lin Yan, a commoner, couldn’t get more information.
“It’s time to consult Elder Li…”
Lin Yan took out a completed book from the cabinet beside him. The title was “Collection of Pastures”.
There were more than 10 poems copied on it, such as “Epang Palace Tales”, “A Vigilante’s Tour”, and “Shuidiao Getou”.
Elder Li was once a martial artist and was born into a wealthy family. He definitely knew where there was a better opportunity to cultivate martial arts.
He had long planned to use this as a gift to consult Elder Li.
He had tried his best to recite the poems these days, but it had been too long and he could not remember many of them. It was not until these two days that he finished reciting them and dried the ink.
“I’ll send it to Elder Li tomorrow to ask him about martial arts cultivation.”