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- In the early morning, I went to practice swordsmanship under the waterfall. I cut thousands of swords every day. When I came back, it happened to be noon. I had a little something to eat, and then started to carve characters and symbols with the long knife. After dinner, I went back to the stone room to meditate and practice Qi.
Xie Xiaoyu¡¯s life is very regular.
Basically every monk is like this, so someone has said that the most boring people in the world are monks.
As usual, he came back from outside dripping wet at noon.
He never does such stupid things as wasting his energy to evaporate the water. It is summer anyway, so wet clothes are more comfortable on his body.
As soon as he returned to the cliff, he immediately smelled a strong fragrance.
That¡¯s the taste of chicken soup.
I saw Uncle Chang squatting next to the earthen stove, holding a very broken cattail leaf fan there to fan the fire. There was a copper pot placed on the stove, and the inside was steaming.
"Aren't you doing it at night?" Xie Xiaoyu asked.
"This is specially made for you, let me try it first." Uncle Chang explained with a smile.
As he spoke, he brought the bowl, opened the lid, and stirred inside with a large wooden spoon.
There is a chicken floating in the pot. It is not big and a little thin, and there is not much oil or water in the chicken soup.
In fact, not only is there no oil and water, but there is also a lack of seasonings. The only seasoning is salt. Anywhere else, this would definitely be a substandard pot of chicken soup, but here, the aroma alone makes people salivate.
"It's a pity that I don't dare to buy any seasonings for fear of being poisonous. I only boil the salt myself. You can rest assured. If you can add cinnamon, amomum villosum, ginger, and jujube" Uncle Chang swallowed his saliva. Unbearable.
In order to divert attention, he quickly scratched it with a wooden spoon.
The chicken was cut into pieces immediately. It was a baby chicken that weighed just over a pound. It was already tender. Uncle Chang started stewing it in the morning and has been stewing it until now. The chicken was cooked until it was cooked through. Using a wooden spoon was no different than using a knife.
??Tear off a chicken leg and spoon a bowl of soup. Uncle Chang respectfully handed it to Xie Xiaoyu's hand.
Xie Xiaoyu didn¡¯t refuse. He took it and took a sip of the soup first.
Although there is no seasoning, the taste is still very fresh. The chicken chicken has less fat and water, and there is no other odor. The soup is very refreshing. The only drawback is that it is a bit salty. Uncle and others have strong taste. This has something to do with the place. Beihai Prefecture is close to the seaside. , I have been eating salted fish and sea crabs for many years, and I have long been accustomed to the strong taste and heavy salt.
Tried the chicken again.
Fragrant, smooth, soft and tender, it is definitely top quality.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The chicken is basically white, there are only tiny wisps of gray gas, there are still toxins in it, but it has been reduced to the extreme, which is much better than those white rice.
Does he know where the toxin comes from?
After all, the bran, straw, distiller's grains, and bean dregs used to raise insects are grown here. Although the toxins have been reduced to the limit through cooking, beating, fermentation, and filtration, some residual toxins still remain.
The food ingredients in Tianbao Prefecture are divided into nine grades. Those that are completely non-toxic are the first grade. Only those ingredients shipped from other states or fish caught in the far sea can reach this grade.
"The chickens he raised were, if not second-class, at least third-class. They were sold at the vegetable market for fifteen taels of silver per catty, which is equivalent to the uncle and the others working in the mine for half a month.
After finishing the chicken legs, drinking the soup, and returning the bowl to Uncle Chang, Xie Xiaoyu returned to the stone room.
He picked up the long knife and while breathing and breathing, he carved talismans on a wooden sign the size of a palm.
After transforming all the original Qi, he fell from the eighth level of Qi training to the third level of Qi training, so the top priority is to cultivate back to the original state.
The improvement of cultivation level is completely time-consuming, so he has to spend more time on it.
Sometimes, he also secretly envies those evil heretics, who have many shortcuts to improve their cultivation, such as sucking human flesh and blood, stealing people's skills, absorbing yin and replenishing yang, harvesting war and harmony, killing to take lives, and refining people's souls. One of them is taboo, but when it comes to speed, it is indeed incredibly fast.
As for the right path, there is no way. The simplest way is to take pills.
Xie Xiaoyu wanted to try this luxurious way of cultivation, so he distracted himself from studying alchemy.
"It's a pity that until he was exiled to Tianbao Prefecture, he didn't open the furnace a few times because the required medicinal materials were too expensive.
So in the end, he could only practice hard.
The Great Dream True Technique has no advantages in terms of Qi accumulation and cultivation, but it has the benefit of dream performance, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation.
 He has only recently discovered that he can also merge reality and dreams into one, just like what he is doing in the dream right now is the same as in reality, carving talismans on the wooden sign with a long knife.
He was just following the same pattern when carving talismans, and what he carved was useless at all.
The talisman does not just need to be drawn with perfect accuracy. The thing itself is just a carrier. Only when the spell is put into it can it be a real talisman.
So talismans are spells, spells that are stored in advance and can be used directly when needed. There are as many talismans as there are spells in the world.
If you want to make any kind of talisman, you must first be proficient in that kind of magic, which he cannot do.
He was only carving talismans to practice swordsmanship and control, so the talismans he carved were all the most complicated and difficult to draw.
In the corner of the stone chamber, there are a bunch of wooden plaques, bronze plaques, and stone plaques thrown in a mess. The materials are different, and the runes engraved on them are also mixed. Some are carved with cloud seals, and some are more ancient Yu inscriptions, stone drum inscriptions, bell tripod inscriptions, and turtle back inscriptions. Chinese, and even Sanskrit and Fire script that do not belong to China.
Seeing that another wooden sign was about to be completed, suddenly a spark flew in from outside.
This spark is as big as a bean, as if it will be extinguished if the wind blows.
Xie Xiaoyu immediately woke up from the dream. This was the letter he gave to his uncle to ask for help.
With a flick, the spark circled around and then flew towards the way it came.
Xie Xiaoyu followed closely with a long knife in hand. The land flying technique could not run very fast. Fortunately, Mars deliberately slowed down.
As soon as he entered the mining area, he heard the sound of fighting coming from a distance.
At the entrance to the mining area, a large group of people stood watching the excitement from a distance.
On a stone platform, the uncle was circling and dancing with two pickaxes. His son and the fellow villagers were all hiding behind, all with gray faces and some scars on their bodies. Fortunately, they were only flesh wounds.
The person fighting the uncle looked to be in his thirties. He was wearing a long gown, a silk ribbon tied around his waist, and a bun on his head. He looked similar to Xie Xiaoyu.
This is one of the more common attires worn by monks.
It is easy to get the cultivation techniques in Tianbao Prefecture. There are many practitioners, but not all practitioners can be called monks. Uncles like me can get a cultivation technique from a gang, or buy one from others. Anyone who practices this technique will not be regarded as a monk. Only those who have inherited it have this qualification.
Xie Xiaoyu could tell at a glance that he was a monk. He was playing rather than fighting.
The weapon that man used was a long whip. The whip was very long, more than five feet long. The whip body was very thin. There was an inch-long tip at the top, which seemed to be made of metal. Waves of mana surged from it. This was definitely A magic weapon.
The long whip was swung back and forth lightly, seemingly weak, but every time the pickaxe in the uncle's hand collided with the tip of the whip, the pickaxe would be swung high. The "Hercules Sutra" that the uncle practices is a strength training method, and his hands have at least two to three hundred kilograms of strength.
Xie Xiaoyu also saw one thing, that man was also a sword cultivator like him.
The man used a long whip, but it was actually a sword-wielding technique.
After a little thought, Xie Xiaoyu understood the mystery.
This person is also in the realm of Qi training, either at the seventh or eighth level. He can barely control the air and move the sword. However, controlling the air in the air consumes too much. It can be done for a short time, but it cannot be sustained for a long time, let alone using this kind of leverage. The difficult action of rebounding. So this person uses a long whip to conduct Qi.
"Is it interesting for a person who has already stepped into the Taoist door to bully a layman who has not even found the door?" Xie Xiaoyu snorted coldly.
"He didn't even find the door, but you finally found it, right?" The man laughed and turned around.
"Are you here to find me? Is he just a cover?" Xie Xiaoyu seemed to understand.
"When you use money to eliminate disasters, you can only blame yourself for offending people who shouldn't be offended." The man was honest. He took over the business, but it didn't mean he was willing to help the other party cover up.
"I heard that you are a sword cultivator." The man pointed at himself: "Me too, let's have a fight using sword cultivators."
Xie Xiaoyu is just a sword cultivator who has become a monk on the way, but he also knows what the method of sword cultivation is.
Sword cultivators often only use one sword in a duel, and one sword contains all the understanding of the sword.
He glanced at the whip in the guy's hand.
Just now he felt that this person was upright, but now he realized that this person was cunning and cunning.
If the victory is decided with one sword, the distance must be extended, and he will suffer a loss.? Bigger.
He can refuse, but his momentum will be weak. In a duel between sword cultivators, momentum is the most important.
"What a deep scheming. It's a pity that the sword cultivator values ????forging ahead bravely and focusing on purity. You are so scheming, and you are destined to have no future." Xie Xiaoyu is not a person who is willing to suffer losses. Since the other party froze him with his words, he Just use words to destroy the other person's mood.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????He showed up and raised the long knife in front of his chest, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the opponent.
Almost instantly, a sharp and powerful sword intent spurted out.
The pupils of the man opposite suddenly closed, and the oncoming sword intent forced him to breathe.
The fierce sword intent also forced the onlookers to retreat, and in the blink of an eye a large open space was vacated around the two people.
Neither of them moved. The man wanted to wait for Xie Xiaoyu's sword intent to weaken. It couldn't be long, and the same was true for such a fierce sword intent. Xie Xiaoyu waited for the opponent to make a move. The long knife was too short compared to the long whip, so he could only strike later.
The sword spirit has not weakened, but has become stronger and stronger. Xie Xiaoyu has never dueled with anyone, but he has far more fighting experience than his opponent. In prison, he fought six fights at most in one day.
Fighting in prison is the same as fighting with masters, both focus on momentum.
The two people moved at the same time.
They had to move. Xie Xiaoyu couldn't keep improving his sword intent. He had reached his limit. That person couldn't hold on any longer. He was afraid that even his courage to take action would be exhausted.
That whip was extremely agile, and the tip of the whip was like a poisonous snake spitting out messages. It was extremely fast and even more unpredictable.
It¡¯s a pity that Snake Xin was hit by lightning.
Xie Xiaoyu's sword is completely opposite. His sword has no change at all, it is only fast.
The hard work of the past month has all been integrated into this knife.
"Zheng¡ª¡ª"
A long cry of clashing gold and iron broke the previous silence.
The long knife hit the tip of the whip, and the blade broke instantly. The blade made of fine steel was not as good as the sharp tip. However, the tip was also chopped off and flew away. The power of the Qi Yun Sword cannot be compared with the sword held by both hands.
The long knife was twisted, and only a soft "crackling" sound was heard, and the long whip was broken inch by inch.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light swept across.
The man retreated in shock.
"Save the helmsman." Someone shouted loudly from the side.
In an instant, five or six figures rushed up, all of them holding weapons in their hands.
The sword flashed again, Xie Xiaoyu abandoned the man, and slashed at the guy who came to rescue with his long sword.
After a series of clashes of gold and iron, these people fell to the ground one by one.
He didn¡¯t make a killing move, and the other party showed mercy just now, otherwise the uncle wouldn¡¯t be able to wait for him to come to the rescue.
"Your men are very loyal, so I spared their lives." Xie Xiaoyu put the knife into the handle. He didn't want others to see the long knife. It was even more miserable than the previous time. This time not only the blade was broken, but also the tip of the knife was broken off. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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