Seek the essence of the strong between life and death. Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, don't be arrogant with victory, and don't be annoyed by defeat.
In Zhou Xing's eyes, Yang Xie is indeed one of the top geniuses of the new generation, but compared with the geniuses of the older generation, he may not be much different in terms of qualifications, but in terms of character and courage, he is simply not as good as many people. Especially his brother, Xiao Shiyi. If he were here, even if he defeated Lu Yun, he would never behave in such an arrogant manner.
"It seems that I have to make plans to break through the Qi Gathering Realm."
Zhou Xing touched his chin and said to himself.
Then, Zhou Xing opened the spirit gathering array and continued practicing.
With Zhou Xing's amazing qualifications and the assistance of red and white rope rings.
Zhou Xing is confident that he will reach the perfection of the Three Dantians within two months.
There was no words all night, and the whole night ended at dawn.
"Boom! Boom!"
This is the muscle memory left in his body by Brain White.
The giant wolf turned sideways and avoided.
Zhou Xing followed up with a sliding step and slashed horizontally with his sword.
The giant wolf reluctantly turned its head to avoid the throat.
Knife in the forehead.
The giant wolf hissed in pain, and swung its claws to slam into Zhou Xing's head.
Zhou Xing exerted force with his front foot, stepped back a foot, and got out of the way of his sharp claws. Then he lunged forward with his hind legs, and at the same time he held the knife in both hands and struck straight at the wolf's head.
The giant wolf screamed and fell to the ground.
Zhou Xing stepped on the giant wolf, slashing and slashing wildly.
At this moment, Zhou Xing was completely forgetful of himself, as if he was possessed by the God of War and the God of Death came to the world!
"I'm sorry, brother..." At the moment before his death, Yang Xie was not thinking about his personal honor and disgrace, but he felt guilty towards his brother Xiao Shiyi. After all, he was not worthy of being the master of Jingtian. Although he really mastered the shocking sword, he never understood its true essence. He only stayed at the superficial level such as the power of the sword's light, and failed to truly appreciate the fullness of the ancestor who created this peerless sword move. In my heart, I truly have the courage to ask the sky and the shocking grandeur.
clang!
The scorching sword light that was swung casually did not kill Yang Xie with a devastating blow. Instead, it violently collided with an object that suddenly appeared. For a while, it actually made a clear sound that resounded thousands of miles away, like thousands of swords roaring in unison. , like a thousand swords fighting, the momentum is greater than the roar caused by thousands of troops and thousands of thunder and thunderbolts.
Early in the morning, Zhou Xing heard a knock on the door.
Zhou Xing opened the door and took a look and found that it was Zhou Xiong, the son of the village chief Zhou Tong.
Compared with the arrogant appearance before,
Zhou Xiong looked at Zhou Xing with evasive eyes now.
For no other reason than the news that Zhou Xing killed the demon soldiers had already spread like crazy in the village.
Even people in the surrounding villages knew about it.
"Are you here to learn blacksmithing?"
Zhou Xing asked.
Zhou Xiong immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
In a domineering manner, he successfully completed his first kill.
There were rapid footsteps behind him.
The father rushed over with a broom in his hand and shouted: "Beast, let go of my son and come to me if you can."
Zhou Xing turned around.
When Dad saw the blood all over his body, he said "Uh" and the broom in his hand fell to the ground.
Dad cried loudly: "Son, you are so young, why did you die? I, a white-haired person, give a black-haired person, I will not live."
Zhou Xing stepped aside silently.
Dad noticed the bloody wolf corpse on the ground, and then he said belatedly: "Yes, you are a psychic warrior now."
Zhou Xing gave him a look.
Dad was overjoyed: "It's amazing, you are indeed my seed! Becoming a psychic warrior at such a young age does have some of the charm of my youth."
The sword was not succeeded, and it was only a brief exchange. Zhou Xing did not continue to pursue, and casually dispersed the sword light, but his eyes showed a serious look. This was the seriousness he had never seen since the battle that night. The look on his face showed that he had met an opponent who could truly unleash his full strength.
In front of Yang Xie, a man dressed in clean and spotless white clothes stood in the air. He was holding an ordinary wooden sword. It was he who blocked Zhou Xing's "impossible to deal with" attack just now in Xiaoyao's eyes. The "certain death" sword.
The man in white clothes solemnly held his hands, and was very sincere in his words and deeds. He respectfully apologized to Zhou Xing and said, "Brother Zhou, I am ignorant and rude."
"Brother!?" Xiaoyao's eyes widened, staring at the familiar figure in front of him in disbelief, and he shouted.
Zhou Xing smiled and instead of irritating him, he led him into the house.
Throughout the whole day today, Zhou Xing put down everything and devoted himself wholeheartedly to teaching Zhou Xiong how to blacksmith.
When it gets dark,
Zhou Xingcai stopped teaching, turned around and handed Zhou Xiong a book.
This book is the "Basics of Blacksmithing" that Zhou Xing obtained from Duobao Pavilion.
Zhou Xiong took it curiously.
Seeing this, Zhou Xing said: "Zhou Xiong, don't come here anymore."
Zhou Xing didn't say anything and looked at him with burning eyes.
Dad finally remembered the shame he had just felt. He silently wiped away his tears and covered his face with his hands.
Zhou Xing relented. He said seriously: "When I just rushed out, I was blinded by the dust. I seemed to see you kneeling on the ground. Dad, you didn't really kneel, right?"
When dad heard this...
Confused?
This is great!
Anything that is uncertain does not exist.
Dad immediately became proud: "You are kidding, I am the dumpling king of Nansha Street! Not to mention one wolf, even if there are ten of them, I will chop them all up and make dumplings without blinking an eye!"
As he said that, Dad walked up to the wolf corpse and raised his leg to give it a fierce kick.
Zhou Xing...
"It doesn't matter, it's his fate that he can live. With a brother like you, if it had been anyone else, he wouldn't even be able to find his body today." Zhou Xing glanced at him calmly, not intending to argue with him, but His words were still extremely sharp.
The identity of the man in white clothes is about to be revealed. He is Xiao Shiyi, Yang Xie's long-lost eldest brother. However, he is different from the lonely and cold person rumored in the world. He refuses to be seen thousands of miles away. After that, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his merits and fame. His image as a lone swordsman did not match his image at all. At this moment, he was more like a big brother to an ordinary family, bowing and apologizing frequently to the parents who criticized his brother for his mistakes.
"Yes...it's all Xiao's neglect of discipline." Xiao Shiyi was very reserved there. Faced with Zhou Xing's sarcastic words, he just retreated without any tendency to retaliate.
Hearing this,
Zhou Xiong was silent for a moment, then said with some difficulty: "Are you ready to leave the village and go wandering?"
Obviously, he had predicted the truth of some things from Zhou Xing's behavior.
Zhou Xing sighed, nodded and said:
"Well, almost. Not today, but not far away."
Zhou Xiong was speechless.
In the end, he didn't say anything and walked away silently.
The person who was once bullied has now become an unattainable strong man and will travel around the world.
This shameless style...
It's indeed a familiar smell.
Feeling this pure taste, Zhou Xing quietly felt warm in his heart.
He said emotionally: "Dad, just hope you're okay. I'm worried about you."
Dad rolled his eyes: "Why are you worried about me? How old am I and how old are you?"
He came over, stretched out his hand, hesitated, and patted Zhou Xing on the shoulder: "I've been here for so long and I still don't know how to reply to a letter to say I'm safe. Are you missing your mouth or your hands?"
Zhou Xing was indeed at fault in this matter. He didn't know how to face this cheap dad, so he simply acted like an ostrich and pretended he didn't exist.
Zhou Xing explained: "The military camp is strictly controlled, and I have a lot to do. I promise I won't do it next time."
Dad hugged Zhou Xing and said, "It's okay. Just come back. Just come back."
Zhou Xing felt sour in his heart and his eyes itched. He forced himself to hold it back and said with a smile: "I have become a professional now, and I am very powerful. Dad, I promise, I will make you live a good life."
"Brother, don't talk nonsense to him! Trick him! Does he think he is still the "Zhou Lie" of the past? He has already fallen into the mortal world!" Yang Xie couldn't bear that his brother was so humble, so he got angry out of nowhere and wanted to defend his brother. Cheer.
Xiao Shiyi suddenly calmed down, and even the surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the chilling aura spread. Even Zhou Xing felt that Xiao Shiyi's change of attitude was a little quick.
Yang Xie knew that this was a precursor to his eldest brother getting angry. Xiao Shiyi had a gentle and calm temperament, and he was very polite and rarely had disputes with others. For many trivial matters, he always dealt with the principle of avoidance and non-dispute, but there was also a bottom line that could not be touched. .
If someone touches him, if he is acting logically, he will retaliate sharply with sharp words, until the other person is choked and becomes speechless. If he does something that goes against human principles, he will not hesitate to draw his sword and use three feet of green. Feng breaks out the righteous way in the world.
This gap is indescribable.
After Zhou Xiong leaves,
Zhou Xing glanced at the sky, put on his straw hat, rode a black antelope, and left the village again.
This time, he is going to Xiaobei Mountain.
This trip is for nothing but revenge!
Because the home of the thirty-six thieves who killed Uncle Tie is in Xiaobeishan!
The black antelope is very fast, and it is estimated that it will not take long to reach the small mountain.
In order to get along better, Zhou Xing planned to give the black antelope a name.
Dad chuckled a few times. As if thinking of something, he let go of Zhou Xing and walked to the fat man lying on the ground. He stamped his feet, put his hands on his hips, and shouted: "Fat Li, did you see that? My son has become a psychic warrior. Haven't you always said that my son has no future? What's going on now?"
Fatty Li was an old neighbor on Nansha Street. Because his son was in the city guard, he had often bullied the Zhou family and his son in the past.
Fatty Li said with a smile on his face: "Who said this, I didn't say anything. The so-called tiger father has no dog son, I have known since I was a child that he is a person who can achieve great things. You see, I was right."
His father was stunned by his shamelessness. Soon he asked angrily: "Tell me, was your big yellow dog killed by my medicine?"
"Of course not, it's a misunderstanding, brother, that's just a misunderstanding."
The father pointed backhand: "My son broke into your house, do you want to pay for it?"
"What are you paying for? You saved my life. Isn't my life worth anything?"
"Tell me, will you pay me if you eat my dumplings from now on?"
"This is necessary. Not only will it be paid in the future, but I will double the money I owed you in the past."
Dad was finally satisfied. He smiled and said, "You know what's going on, you fat man."
When the Qingyun Ranking was released, the owner of the Hehe Building gave Zhou Xing the nickname "Zhou Lie" and gave Xiao Shiyi the nickname "Xiao He". Zhou Xing has always disagreed, feeling that Xiao Shiyi was more suitable for the impassioned word "lie" rather than the impartial, gentle word "harmony".
Xiao Shiyi turned around, his eyes were clear, and his handsome and clear face showed an unusual seriousness and seriousness. He asked Yang Xie: "Let me ask you, with that sword just now, did you How effective do you think he is!?"
"...should be seven to eight points, right?" That sword light completely suppressed him from all aspects. It must be Zhou Xing's proud swordsmanship, but Yang Xie really didn't know how much force he contributed. All he felt was the overwhelming aura of death, but when his brother asked him, he could only bite the bullet and answer tentatively.
After much thought, Zhou Xing decided to call it Xiaohei.
After all, who made it so dark?
"I'll call you Xiaohei from now on."
Zhou Xing said to the black antelope beneath him.
Hearing this, the black antelope bleated a few times without any objection.
About halfway through the journey,
The black antelope suddenly turned around.
Because the Yin Qi ahead was so strong that it seemed to be dangerous, and it was an unusual danger.
Occasionally, you can see a few ghosts wandering around.
Fatty Li nodded like a fool: "Yes, yes, I am a damn fat man!"
The family of two, plus Lieutenant Colonel He Hui, returned to "Xiao Zhou Dumpling Shop"
Dad cooked himself and cooked a big pot of dumplings.
The original owner of this thing grew up eating it. It’s it for breakfast, it’s it for lunch, and it’s still it for dinner. Every time I see it, I feel nauseous and want to vomit.
But Zhou Xing likes to eat. And honestly speaking, the dumplings are quite delicious.
It is indeed an ancestral craft.
Lieutenant Colonel He Hui ate so much that he was so happy that his father beamed with joy.
After dinner, Zhou Xinghe and Lieutenant Colonel Hui ran to harvest the mutants.
Before, I was racing against time and didn't care about anything else. Now you have to grab the loot before others react.
Alien beasts are full of treasures, and the most valuable among them are mutants.
"It's not even close to that!" Xiao Shiyi's tone was serious, with a hint of hating iron for not becoming steel. As if he had seen through Yang Xie's little thoughts, Xiao Shiyi further explained: "Moreover, that is not his What a proud trick, do you know that Brother Zhou is actually not a monk on the cultivation side at all, but a warlock on the magic side! The move just now was just a random move of his, but it was enough to completely kill you. It’s hard to fight back even in half a pose, and you still think he hasn’t regained his previous achievements!?”
"What!? Impossible. During the Battle of Dragon Blood Lake, he never showed any warlock skills when we fought against me!" Yang Xie suddenly felt that the sky was falling, and he had been using methods from other monastic fields. How to deal with yourself, was it like this six years ago, is it still like this now?
He never used his true power! ?
"It seems there should be a ghost land near here."
Zhou Xing thought of the three dangers at night mentioned in the immortal cultivation diary.
They are Ghost Realm, Blood Rain and Infant Cry respectively.
Ghostland ranks lowest among these three risks and is the least dangerous.
Normally,
Once the ghost realm appears, many ghosts will be born and attack the surrounding creatures.
And the reason why the ghost realm is formed.
It's because powerful ghosts have projected their territory from the underworld to the Yang world.
They do this just to steal the wandering souls in the world and turn them into their own subordinates.
Therefore, ghost realms generally appear in places where there are many wandering souls.
However, all this has nothing to do with Zhou Xing.
Not every alien beast will condense mutations after death, and mutations are not limited to a certain part of the alien beast.
(End of chapter)
