Dajing calendar.
Seven hundred and sixty-nine years, January 18th.
Taixicheng, rain.
The rain was not heavy, it was hazy, and the gathering clouds and mist enveloped Taixi City entirely.
There are fewer people on the street, but there is still a steady flow of people.
There was no change in this scene from before Shen Xiu left.
Returning to such a humane and bustling street, he even felt in a trance, as if he had lingering fears, as if he was half a world away.
It's no wonder he feels this way. Whether it's the Black Demon Bear before or the Yang family he faces later, although they are a bit dangerous, they are not impossible to solve.
What really put him under pressure was the Bone Demon that was lured over by the Red Fire Thief. The pressure on him was too great.
For many moments, it seemed that all his attempts to escape were of no use.
It was also fortunate that the golden cicada made it escape.
Returning to the courtyard, Shen Xiu calmed down for a while, then put on a brand new gray outfit and went directly to the Foreign Affairs Hall to submit the task. He delivered the beauty fruit and received a lot of reward.
For the rest of the time, Shen Xiu stayed in Taixi City.
Because there are always rumors in the city recently, it seems that a white-bone demon has come to the mountainside outside the city. Several caravans have gone out and been slaughtered cleanly.
Chen Xiu couldn't help but connect the Bone Demon with the one he saw in Dawu Mountain.
Under such circumstances, people in Taixi City were in panic, and most of them chose not to leave the city if they could.
Shen Xiu of Jinhong Martial Arts School.
Completing a few tasks set by the martial arts gym every month means practicing martial arts on your own.
Drink all the five portions of Peiyuan Decoction that month.
Now he has awakened his second talent and become an innate martial body.
One of the most significant changes was that he could feel that the Peiyuan Tang provided to him by the martial arts school had a greatly reduced effect on him.
As for the so-called Monster Boosting Decoction, the increase in energy was negligible and became his ordinary meal.
Not only him, but also his golden cicada. After the second transformation, the satiety provided by the black monster has also been greatly reduced.
After eating all these days, it only increased the satiety level by less than 5%.
To say that the energy has decreased, it is better to say that the upper limit requirement for the upgrade consumed has increased. The previous energy is no longer enough.
However, at present, with this amount of improvement, the third transformation of the Nine-Transformation Golden Cicada is far away.
He was not in a hurry and focused on practicing martial arts.
The terrifying bone demon is still wandering around outside the city. Shanglin City, which is the capital city, heard that adults from the Hanging Sword Division have been dispatched to deal with it.
But all this has nothing to do with Shen Xiu, so he can stay in Taixi City and practice martial arts with peace of mind.
At present, he has found a good place to practice martial arts, which is the Lishui River that runs between the north and south of Taixi City.
As he walked, he set up a boxing frame, performed the Thirteen Movements of Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger, and then followed the Lishui River behind the martial arts hall to the more prosperous covered bridge at the other end.
There are boats and boats under the covered bridge, and the flow is endless, so lively.
On the way, he often saw the big ox on the river bank, but when he saw it from a distance, he turned around and ran away...
More than half a month later, the temperature dropped again.
The scattered snow shadows at the beginning turned into the last goose feather snow, falling to the ground from top to bottom, and it became a real white sky.
Shen Xiu's practice of boxing has not stopped. Even in the heavy snow, the snow follows the boxing and the snow comes with the boxing. He is still moving freely and quietly.
After doing it once, the blood in the whole body is boiling, the mist is lingering, and the chill in the whole body is gone.
The heavy snow continued to fall, and Xiaoxue was on duty for a few days, and then it snowed again, and he was on duty again.
It rained like this for several days.
One day in the white sky, Shen Xiu practiced boxing as usual, carrying the thirteen moves along the Lishui River behind the martial arts hall, all the way to the Huafang Corridor Bridge.
After going back and forth, when he finally reached the riverside behind the martial arts hall, Shen Xiu punched the sky with understanding.
In the ordinary punch, there was actually a strong punch, and the breath was like rivers and lakes.
The heavy snow with a radius of several meters was stagnated out of thin air, and was actually pushed back several feet by the force of this punch! Condensed into a vacuum!
In the snow.
There is a faint sound of roaring dragons and tigers!
The awe-inspiring aura is all over the place!
The skill of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger has reached the five realms and has been perfected. It has reached great perfection and has been cultivated by the Lishui River.
After reaching the fifth level of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, he did not practice it again. Instead, he took the big sword and left the martial arts hall and started hacking in the wind and snow.
Thick ice formed on the river, so Shen Xiu practiced his sword on the ice. He suddenly changed the bloody sword technique into the random cloak sword technique, but he didn't care at all and used it randomly.
On the tenth day of February.
There was a carriage driving silently across the snowy land outside the city.
Like the tip of a pen dipped in inkstone and light color, it lightly draws a line in the snow-white mountains and rivers.
At the end of the line is Taixi City.
After the carriage entered Taixi City.
All the eyes in the city were worried and uneasy.
The most uneasy person is the city lord of Taixi City.
The last cold winter has passed, spring has begun in February, and the weather is getting warmer.
There were more people on the street.
The ice on the Lishui River completely melted, and Shen Xiu began to practice swordsmanship by the river again. As he continued to practice, his swordsmanship skills entered the third realm, and he had achieved some success.
The second level of talent given by Jin Chan's escape from the shell began to show its effect. With his innate martial body, in addition to the essential improvement in physical speed.
Even in terms of the speed of cultivation, there is also a great bonus.
…
A few days later, the first rain of spring fell in Taixi City.
The heavy rain washed away all the mud and water left by the winter snow.
From last night to early morning.
The roof of Jinhong Martial Arts Hall and the dirty practice area paved with bluestones were all washed clean and extremely bright.
at this time.
Xiang Shou, the deputy master of Jinhong Martial Arts School, his eyes are also very bright, like the sun washed in the spring rain.
As the deputy master of the leading martial arts gym in Taixi City, his status can be said to be the target of many people's fawning, but his attitude at this time is very humble.
There is even a little bit of unspeakable flattery in humility.
If the disciples outside saw their deputy leader's appearance, their jaws would probably drop in shock.
All because there were two people standing in front of him.
The two people are a man and a woman.
The man is handsome and silent, carrying a richly decorated long sword on his back, while the woman is about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a good face and a cold expression.
The two of them were similar in that they both wore black brocade robes with silver clouds on the cuffs.
Perhaps it was because of their clothes, but Xiang Shou felt that the two men were not angry and intimidating, and both exuded a brave and impressive aura.
"If you two adults need any help, we at Jinhong Martial Arts School will do our best to help."
Xiang Shou asked for instructions in a low voice, staring unblinkingly at the silver sword-shaped pattern on the hem of their robes.
That is the symbol of the Dajing Hanging Sword Division, which represents the most powerful organization in the Dajing Dynasty's prestigious reputation.
