The aura in the backyard of the tavern is mediocre and nothing attracts attention.
The spiritual energy in Xue Tong's body surged like a tide.
He relied on spiritual stones and elixirs to practice his kung fu, especially the energy-boosting elixir.
Each level of the Jinwu Zhenjing technique has nine sections, and Xue Tong has reached the ninth level and six sections, and the breakthrough is the late stage of the Martial Saint.
Late that night, the sea of fa suddenly swelled, and the magic power erupted like a volcano, rushing towards the limbs, bones, meridians and spiritual orifices.
After a while, the meridians and spiritual apertures are full of mana, and there is no room for it. The Fahai crystal still vaporizes on its own, releasing mana continuously.
The pressure in the body increases sharply, and it feels like it is bursting.
Xue Tong used the sixth section of the true sutra method to drive the expansion of the meridians and spiritual orifices.
This is the third time he has faced such a situation. The first two times the high pressure lasted for half a day, then gradually declined, and the operation of the magic trick ended in failure.
Xue Tongkou chants sutras to expand the vein wall...
The twenty Zhengqi meridians, together with the Grandmaster's nine new meridians, suddenly became hot and expanded slightly.
The spiritual orifice attached to the pulse slowly expanded.
Once the Xue Tong Meridian Technique changed, the mana flow started to circulate again, and the twelve circulations in the meridians circulated faster and faster.
The turbid air in his chest was gathering more and more, and he couldn't help but roar.
The sound wave is extremely powerful.
There was a faint vibration in the backyard of the tavern that lasted until midnight.
The pre-arranged protective array absorbs the energy of the roar and trembles, transmitting it to the surface.
Almost everyone in Huaizhou is working on it, how could the staff and chefs living in the courtyard not notice it!
The waiter surnamed Zhang was about to open the door to investigate, when he suddenly shivered, and an uncontrollable feeling of uneasiness hit the bottom of his heart.
He stretched out his hand to push the door, then retracted it.
He hurriedly sat down on the ground to do his exercises, suppressing his uneasiness.
In the dark corner of the wall, the violent ape was a dark mass, its soul power spreading out, covering the entire hall.
Xue Tong vomits out all the turbid Qi and stops whistling.
The flow of mana through the meridians gradually slows down, returns to the spiritual aperture sea of fa, and condenses into crystals.
The Martial Saint is perfect and advanced to the late stage!
The next day.
"The shopkeeper's complexion is getting better and he is more energetic." The waiter surnamed Zhang said after seeing him.
"I healed my wounds last night and disturbed you."
"It's okay, it's okay," the waiter surnamed Zhang said.
At this time, it had been nearly three years since Xue Tong Huaizhou opened his store, and there was only one elixir left in his pocket.
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There is absolutely no news about the real magic shadow, but when you open a tavern, you will inevitably encounter difficult people.
Xue Tong is a man in his sixties with a slightly hunched appearance. In the early days of his cultivation as a master, there were countless monks of this level in Huaizhou. It was only because the town was remote that they were able to control the place carelessly.
"Pa~"
The chair was smashed to pieces.
"How dare you sell stale animal meat?" Grandmaster Warrior yelled, pointing at Zhang Xiaoer and scolding him.
Xue Tong followed the sound. Update without error@
"Senior has tested it, there's nothing... stale about it." Zhang Xiaoer defended tremblingly.
"Bastard!" Grandmaster Warrior Lun Zhang slapped him.
Neither minor nor severe, half of Zhang Xiaoer's face was red, swollen and bruised.
The master warrior just wanted to get a discount and get rid of the most expensive dish.
"Guest, please don't hit anyone. Maybe the method is not to your taste and the smell is a bit strong." Xue Tong pulled Zhang Xiaoer away and said.
In the middle stage of Grandmaster Troublemaker, Xue Tong could kill ten of them with one finger. He patiently persuaded them because he didn't want to be exposed.
The tavern was in a commotion, with diners watching and chattering.
"Wolf meat..." Grandmaster Warrior Fang opened his mouth and felt a sudden shock in his heart.
"Grandmaster-grade wolf meat, how can it be stale?" Xue Tong waved slightly, as if smelling the smell, and then said: "The guest is coming from afar, and our restaurant is unbiased, but we don't allow nonsense. We smashed the sign for nothing. The Master will certainly not sit back and watch.”
The originally domineering and arrogant master actually hesitated and hesitated when speaking.
"If the waiter is wronged and the tables and chairs are damaged, the guest officers will have to pay for it." Xue Tong added.
"Yes, foreigners are talking nonsense, please pay back quickly!" the monks in the innermost circle shouted loudly.
Xue Tong's invisible soul power rolled out, and under the divine soul magic, the situation was under control. .br>
"Uh-huh..."
The Grandmaster Warrior hurriedly paid the compensation and left in despair.
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The business of the tavern is as it was yesterday, and the shopkeeper still looks sick.
"The Demon Immortal Shadow searched anxiously for a while, and probably figured out that Xue was already hiding, so he changed his strategy and hid in a dark place?" Xue Tong speculated.
"A remote and remote area is not a long-term solution. The Eagle is approaching the Martial Saint, and it is inevitable to advance to the Thunder Tribulation. Xue also needs to refine the elixir, and there is too much movement in Danyun."
Xue Tong thought about it and decided to leave.
He sold the tavern to the chef at a significant discount, lying that the root cause of the disease was difficult to cure and that he needed medical advice and efforts to eradicate it.
The most valuable thing about Saguan is the cooking utensils.
When eating lean meat, fruits and vegetables, you need to try your best to preserve the evil spirits and reduce losses. Therefore, the higher the level of the cooking utensil, the better.
The cooking utensils and wine-making utensils in the tavern are all top-quality magic utensils. The chef, headed by the waiter named Zhang, raised money, bought the tavern at a half price, and became the shopkeeper in partnership.
"Shopkeeper Fan really treated me well. I'm in poor health and there's nothing we can do. This..." Zhang Xiaoer said awkwardly.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Fan's health is in critical condition, and it's a good thing that someone can take over the business."
"Where does Shopkeeper Fan plan to seek medical treatment?"
"After all, go to the big city, a place with many high-level people." Xue Tong said with a sad look on his face.
"Yeah, shopkeeper Fan, be careful all the way."
Xue Tong planned to head east, passing Huaizhou, entering Yunzhou, and finally reaching Manzhou.
The journey is long.
Xue Tong no longer looks sick, wears ordinary clothes, sleeps day and night, and travels through the mountains and fields with the unparalleled steps of a human being.
The shadow of the True Magic Fairy is always lingering, always felt everywhere.
After all, life and death are important matters, and there is no room for carelessness.
When walking at night, I would take a long detour when seeing people, without any thought of getting into trouble.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and he had crossed 70% of the territory of Huaizhou. The monks he met were gradually getting higher and higher, from being an innate master to a high-ranking heavenly being.
Due to the great distance, Xue Tong could only roughly judge the level of the monks by their running speed. After entering Yunzhou, he felt that most of the people rushing in the wilderness were martial saints.
Yunzhou, a continent shrouded in smoke and clouds, has doubled its aura and more than doubled its danger.
Monks are stronger, and the legend of true warriors goes back a long way.
Another feature is particularly eye-catching: the spatial structure is complex and the circuits connect the continents.
Space circuits are unique to the spiritual world and the fairy world. Areas that were originally disconnected have become connected because of the circuits.
The almost incompatible buckets are connected by the pipes.
The loops do not exist permanently. They are mostly temporary and erratic. They may connect continents A and B today, but then change locations and connect continents A and B a few years later.
There are different opinions on the cause of the circuit. Most of them believe that it is the result of the creation of heaven and earth. It is not essentially different from the formation of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.
On the edge of Yunzhou, it is more than a million miles away from Cangguobao Shuo Village.
Xue Tong is in Yunzhou, and what he is looking for is the Mangzhou loop. @*~~
The map left by Ge Linqing was incomplete, only the southwest corner of the continent. Xue Tong penetrated tens of thousands of miles and finally slowed down. "It is necessary to find out the situation of the circuit first, but it is not convenient to ask directly."
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In the mountains and fields, camel teams galloped.
Xue Tong jumped up and followed the team.
"Whatever you are doing, stay away." The middle-aged man was extremely alert and shouted.
Xue Tong's clothes were ordinary, and Fahai was in the early stage of spiritual pressure as a martial saint, and his cultivation level was neither high nor low.
In the Nine Camel Team, the other eight cultivators turned their heads and looked back with cold expressions.
"I'm traveling alone. I'm anxious to find a companion." Xue Tong said with a smile.
"Stay away from us, who knows where you came from." The strong man scolded.
Xue Tong paused for a moment, then opened a few feet away and said, "You are from Mushan. Are you Taoist priests going to Yaoyuan City?"
The strong man waved his hand to get out, with an expression full of disgust.
Xue Tong smiled bitterly, slowed down and followed the team at a distance of three miles.
As dusk fell, the camel team set up camp in the mountain col.
Xue Tong also took a rest in the bushes six or seven miles away.
"The costumes of the nine people are very different, and they rarely speak to each other. They don't seem to be allies of the same clan."
It was a peaceful night, and Jiu Xiu didn't find any trouble.
After three days of this, the strong man finally couldn't hold himself back any longer and, accompanied by one person, approached the bushes.
"Your Excellency seems to have bad intentions, what exactly do you mean?" the elder martial saint asked.
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"Fan Xiao, I said the day before yesterday that I just wanted to be together for safety," Xue Tong said.
"It's that simple?"
"Of course, of course, Fan does not have any malicious intent."
"Please protect Wan!" The strong man was sincere and directly asked for the spirit stone.
"When we get to Yaoyuan, Fan will pay the price. Otherwise, if the Taoist priests collect the spiritual stones and drive people away, wouldn't Fan be in trouble?"
"Asshole!"
The strong man's palm suddenly felt a burst of black energy, and he clenched it into a giant fist.
"Fellow Daoist Pang, don't be anxious. It's not too late until we reach the outskirts of Yaoyuan City." The green-robed Martial Saint advised him.
"Hmph!" The strong man released his fist.
"Thank you very much. Could you please tell me the Taoist priest's name?" Xue Tong bowed his hands in thanks and asked.
"Ling Zhaochong"
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Late at night, the fog is heavy.
Chijin's eyesight could barely see clearly the camel camp.
Xue Tong, under the bushes and trees, frowned slightly!
He noticed the sound of high-level monks approaching quickly from more than ten miles away. @*~~
He jumped up and ran towards the camp, bass directional warning.
Ling Zhaochong and others were alert and formed a team in the blink of an eye.
There were six people, headed by a middle-aged man, all dressed in black and with black oil on their faces.
"robber?"
Xue Tong was puzzled. He didn't expect that among the low-level martial saints in Yunzhou, some people would actually become ruthless gangsters who killed people and stole goods.
Ten versus six, even if the martial arts level is slightly lower, it is not an obvious disadvantage.
"What do you want, the thief?" Ling Zhao shouted.
The martial saint in black didn't even answer a word. He flashed his sword and waved his hand, signaling to kill without mercy.
There was a loud sneer, and magic weapons and curses came out one after another.
Xue Tong used the fourth-grade Chenxing Sword, only to defend but not to attack.
The light of the sword flashed before his eyes, and Xue Tong raised his sword a little.
There was a crisp "ding" sound, and Xue Tong used just the right amount of force to crush the blade.
The Martial Saint attacked him with several attacks, but all of them were neutralized.
Xue Tong took advantage of the gap between attacks and pointed his shadow to rush in.
In the dense fog of the night, there were almost no traces of faint finger shadows, and there was no sound of tearing in the void.
The man in black suddenly realized that he had been stabbed in the arm by Meng Meng's finger.
The man in black's arm went numb, his movements slowed down a little, and the Chenxing Sword had already cut his throat.
In the melee, no one could see clearly why Xue Tong defeated his opponent at the same level.
Who wins and who loses is within reason.
/*This first, modify later*.
