Great Chu Kingdom.
spring.
Nanping Town, Qinghe County.
In the courtyard of the patrol room under the Demon Suppression Department, a slim young man wearing black clothes and handsome appearance was swinging a sword in a special posture.
The left leg retreats, the right leg bows forward, the left hand holds the sword formula, and the right hand swings the sword violently while twisting the waist.
His face was flushed, his muscles were tense, and his whole body was steaming.
It seems that every sword swing requires great effort.
But every time he swings his sword, a flow of heat will be generated within his body.
His name is Jiang Changkong, he is nineteen years old, and he is a temporary member of the patrol team under the Nanping Town Demon Division.
There is a golden book made of gold in his body, with two large characters drawn in iron and silver hooks written on it: Sword Code.
At this time, there was an illusory figure waving a sword in "Sword Codex 1".
The posture of swinging the sword is exactly the same as Jiang Changkong.
Every time he swings the sword, he can clearly see the flow path of the air in his body.
If Jiang Changkong swings his sword in the wrong posture, this illusory figure will not move.
The "Sword Code" shows that as long as you reach the standard of swinging the sword ten thousand times, and after swinging the sword continuously to achieve the achievement of 'Sword Heart Transparency', you can complete the tempering of your physical body and enter the second level of martial arts.
After swinging the correct sixty swords in succession, Jiang Changkong stopped.
He took a long breath, now his whole body was soaked.
"This body is so bad that even now, it can only swing the sword sixty times in a row, and it can only swing the sword three hundred times a day, otherwise the body will not be able to bear it.
"As a result, it will take at least ten days to reach 10,000 swords. It's too slow!"
Jiang Changkong shook his head slightly.
If he were an ordinary martial artist, he would be able to break through to the second level of martial arts in ten days, which would make him laugh out of his dreams.
You must know that many warriors of the first level of martial arts cannot break through to the second level in one or two years.
But Jiang Changkong was very dissatisfied.
Now he urgently needs to break through to the second level of martial arts.
Because once he reaches the second level of martial arts, he can become a formal team member, and his monthly salary can be increased to three taels, which can alleviate the current dilemma.
And now he only has a salary of two taels of silver per month, which cannot support his cultivation at all, and his nutrition cannot keep up.
"It's been five days since I've had any meat."
Jiang Changkong helplessly touched his dry belly without any oil or water.
I traveled here a month ago.
This is an ancient world with warriors, monks, and weird monsters.
His parents died young. He managed to reach the first level of martial arts a year ago and became a temporary member of the patrol team under the Demon Division of Nanping Town.
With a monthly salary of two taels of silver, he could barely make ends meet.
However, the original owner's martial arts talent was really poor. After practicing for a year, his martial arts showed no progress and he was still at the first level of martial arts.
Even because his nutrition could not keep up, not only did his cultivation not increase, but he almost died from it.
If it weren't for the lack of people in the patrol team, he would have been kicked out of the team long ago with his strength.
Fortunately, Jiang Changkong brought a sword manual with him when he crossed over.
As long as you swing the sword according to the correct posture in the "Sword Code", you can temper your body and improve your cultivation.
But what makes him practice so hard is that there are immortals in this world.
Legend has it that as long as you break the limit of life and reach the innate level, you can embark on the road to immortality like an immortal.
Jiang Changkong was naturally yearning for this and practiced very hard.
It's just that the original body's physical fitness was too poor, so he used many methods to replenish his body, and he was able to barely swing the sword nearly 7,000 times in a month.
I got a bucket of water and washed myself, washing away the sweat and fatigue.
After putting on a pair of clean clothes, Jiang Changkong stretched his slender body and looked outside the hospital with thoughtful eyes.
"Judging from the current situation, ordinary meat can only barely replenish the body's energy, but it will not have much effect on greatly improving the body's strength."
"If you want to improve and strengthen your physical body, you have to find a way to get some money to buy Zhuang Body Powder..."
Zhuangti Powder is made from various medicinal materials and is very useful for warriors to refine their bodies.
But the price is also very expensive, one pack costs twenty taels of silver, and ordinary warriors cannot afford it.
But using his salary, which can only sustain food and clothing, to buy expensive body-building exercises is tantamount to wishful thinking.
"But... where to get money?"
Jiang Changkong frowned.
hunt?
Jiang Changkong immediately denied it.
This world is very chaotic. With his current strength, he would go hunting in the mountains. In the end, he would not be able to hunt, but he might become prey instead.
More importantly, he had no Orion experience.
If you want to hunt, you probably need at least the second level of martial arts to be somewhat safe.
Otherwise, the small prey he hunted could only be considered as a means of survival, and it would be impossible to assist him in his cultivation.
Moreover, even if you are at the second level of martial arts, you may lose your life if you are not careful.
There are demons in the mountains.
No, the Demon Slayer Division's Heiwu Weijiang, who is stationed in Nanping Town, is also the leader of their patrol room. He went alone to the Qingshan Stream in the south of Nanping Town to explore the monsters a few days ago, and he has not returned yet.
at this time.
Peng!
The door was violently pushed open, and team member Zhang Hu walked in quickly, carrying a man covered in blood on his back.
Next to him was Wang Dazhuang, who was lean and nervous.
Seeing Jiang Changkong, Zhang Hu said quickly: "Quickly, make the bed, the master is injured!"
Jiang Changkong was suddenly shocked when he saw the man on the back of the burly Zhang Hu, who was covered in blood, with his head drooping, his face dark and purple, and his energy like gossamer.
Farewell Jiang!
He's not just injured, he's dying!
"I'm going to find the doctor!"
Jiang Changkong said quickly.
Just as he was about to run out, Wang Dazhuang said quickly: "Zhao Long has already gone."
After hearing this, Jiang Changkong immediately turned around and ran straight into the house, put away the quilt, and quickly tidied the bed.
Zhang Hu carefully laid Jiang Bie on the bed.
Only then did Jiang Changkong see a large amount of blood on Jiang Bieli's chest. He saw the huge wound torn open in the muscles on his chest. The blood kept pouring out, and the blood was mixed with some black.
Perhaps because he touched the wound, Jiang Bieli groaned, and his thin black and purple face twitched.
After a while, the doctor arrived.
Zhao Long carries the medicine box on his back.
The two of them quickly trotted into the house.
As soon as he arrived at the house, Zhao Long quickly opened the medicine box.
But when Dr. Qin saw Jiang Bieli, he sighed deeply and said, "Don't take the medicine, it's hopeless."
"The heart has been penetrated, and there is a demonic aura corroding the whole body. Even the Great Luo Immortal is unable to save it."
"If Master Jiang hadn't been so powerful and used his energy and blood to protect his heart, he wouldn't have been able to hold on until now."
"Prepare to say goodbye."
Mr. Qin hugged Jiang Bie, bowed, and then left without looking back, carrying the medicine box.
Jiang Bieli knew that his time had come, so he slowly opened his eyes and opened his mouth.
Obviously, he wanted to explain something.
Jiang Changkong quickly lifted his body up and put a quilt behind him.
Jiang Bieli slowly lay down and leaned on the quilt. He closed his eyes first, and then opened them again. His eyes were much brighter than before.
Some energy and spirit have also returned.
He reached out and took off his badge from his waist, looked at the three of them, and said slowly: "I am very pleased that you all have done your best during my time guarding Nanping Town..."
Having said this, he took a breath, and his originally black and purple face became a little brighter, but his eyes were slightly dim.
"Salaries were supposed to be paid in three days, but your wages were used by me... ahem..."
Everyone's faces suddenly twitched.
But no one said anything.
What more can be said?
You say you can work for nothing for a month?
Don't say anything else, people are going to die, just treat it as a courtesy.
Jiang Changkong also sighed secretly: he could only admit that he was unlucky when he encountered such a boss.
"...Ahem, fortunately, I still have some pension after my death. As long as you hold my token and go to the Demon Suppression Department, you can receive it..."
Jiang Bieli took a breath and continued.
Everyone's eyes lit up.
When Jiang Changkong heard this, he thought rapidly in his heart.
Jiang Bieli is the black guard of Dachu Town Demon Division, and he is also an on-staff figure. His pension will definitely be large after his death, probably at least tens or hundreds of taels.
If he can get this pension, he can buy Zhuangti Powder and break through to the second level of martial arts in a shorter time.
This will be crucial to his cultivation!
This world is very dangerous. Even a master like Jiang Bieli cannot control his own destiny, which makes him even more hungry for strength.
Jiang Changkong looked at Jiang Biejie, his face suddenly filled with sadness, and he shouted: "Second Uncle!!!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone stared.
Damn it!
what's the situation?
Jiang Biejie was also startled by Jiang Changkong's sudden address.
"Second uncle! I know you are my long-lost second uncle!!!"
Jiang Changkong grabbed Jiang Bieji's arm and said with sadness on his face.
Everyone's face twitched.
Are you so shameless?
Although they both have the surname Jiang, everyone knows that Jiang Changkong and Jiang Farewell are neither relatives nor friends, and they can't even be compared with each other.
Moreover, Jiang Bieli is only twenty-seven years old, and you are nineteen, and you actually recognize your second uncle!
Still at this time.
Obviously, this guy wants to monopolize the pension, right? ! !
