evening.
Because there were few people and there were carriages, there was no need to camp. Marco and Alyssa picked up some dry shrubs on the roadside and piled them between the two carriages. They just waited for a bonfire to be lit before they were settled.
It was just that Alyssa was a little uneasy when she saw such a simple camp. She hesitated for a moment and asked: "Mr. Marco, should we make some traps nearby?"
It wasn't that she doubted Mr. Marco's strength - although she didn't dare to look up at that time, it was an indisputable fact that this powerful warrior had killed more than twenty bandits with one person.
However, no matter how powerful a warrior is, there are times when he takes a nap, and there are not just one or two powerful warriors who are overturned by thieves sneaking up on them in the middle of the night.
"Don't worry, I can hear any disturbances for miles around. There is no need to stay up all night." Marco said casually without taking it seriously.
"Brother Marco is bragging. How can there be such a warrior in the world? Even the legendary rangers and rogues can't do it." Sansa brought a small pile of dead grass over, squatted next to Marco, scraped her cheek with her fingers, and did it to him. Made a face.
Chatting along the way, the little girl had already forgotten her fear.
In this world, in addition to a profession called bard, there is also a general ability called bragging.
When the caravan is walking, there will always be people telling hearsay adventure stories, and in these stories, even the most powerful and most sensitive legendary rangers and legendary rogues have not listened to the deeds that are happening for miles around.
"They are them and I am me."
Marco picked up a piece of dry wood and tore the wood into wood velvet like tearing paper. Then he held it in his hands and rubbed it with his hands, and the wood velvet burned.
"Wow, how did you do that? Are you a wizard?" little Sansa exclaimed.
She grabbed another piece of wood and tried to tear it apart, but it wouldn't budge.
"I'm not a wizard." Marco smiled.
"But you can make fire directly with your hands. Only a wizard can make fire burn in your hands without getting hurt." Little Sansa insisted.
Marco: "So can a warrior."
Little Sansa: "Not a warrior."
Marco: "Okay."
Little Sansa: "No."
Marco was quarreling with the little girl, and placed the burning wood wool on the dead grass that the little girl had picked up. After lighting the haystack, he placed the picked shrubs and branches on it. In a moment, A bonfire was lit.
It was getting dark. Alyssa took out the pot and water bag from the car, burned a pot of broth with the help of the campfire, and heated the dry bread before putting the bread and broth in a bowl and serving it to Lu Wu.
Looking at the bread and broth, Marco curled his lips unconsciously.
Now he couldn't absorb the vitality of heaven and earth for his own use. Although he was disgusted by the cylindrical stick-like bread and the half-yellow but not white broth, he had no choice but to eat it.
Since he was reincarnated as a human being from a weapon spirit, he has always lived in fine clothes and fine food. It is rare to see such simple meals - but he has to eat them.
Now his body is just an empty shell. The energy in his body has been condensed into the positive and negative five elements and the ten qi and blood inner elixirs. The remaining light of luck has also been condensed into a beam of divine power, but he is unwilling to transform it into qi and blood. The power of energy - the light of luck is a high-level energy. It is easy to transform the power of qi and blood downwards, but it takes a lot of effort to refining and transforming it upwards.
As for the power of Qi and blood, it can be transformed by refining Qi. This is something Lu Wu is familiar with, and the transformation efficiency is by no means comparable to ordinary people.
Seeing Marco's disgusted eyes, Alyssa felt a little aggrieved.
These days, who brings dry food when going out? Isn’t this dry and hard food? Otherwise, it won’t be preserved, let alone the broth?
For those who run business, this is already a first-class meal, and they have worked hard to prepare it and deliver it to their door, but they are still disliked by others.
Of course, Alyssa just felt aggrieved, but she didn't dare to say it out - she had not forgotten that her and her sister's lives were still in each other's thoughts.
After finishing the meal while arguing with little Sansa, Alisa insisted on guarding the fire. Marco did not insist and returned to his carriage and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He reflected his spirit back on himself, and saw that in this fighting body, the internal organs were crystal clear, and their own strange lights were flowing. The ten qi and blood inner elixirs were divided into two groups of yin and yang, and there were only traces of qi and blood energy in the ten qi and blood. Between the pills, they communicate and flow slowly like a river.
The inner elixir of qi and blood of a warrior is different from the natal golden elixir formed by the ascetic's soul and true spirit mixed with the Tao foundation. It is just a highly condensed qi and blood energy with unique functions, and does not involve the true soul of the soul.
So as long as they don't conflict with each other, it doesn't matter if you condense a few more through secret methods.
Of course, it is extremely rare for Lu Wu to condense into ten pieces at once - he is not a common person in the first place.
If it were not for the principle of the mutual development of the five internal organs and the five elements, getting twice the result with half the effort, and the friendly sponsorship of the Kunlun Mirror, Lu Wu would not be able to condense ten qi and blood inner elixirs of the positive and negative five elements at once.
Now that the framework is in place, it still needs to be refined and converted into qi, and a large amount of qi and blood energy needs to be converted to fill it. Otherwise, you can only rely on muscles to fight, and there will be many fewer techniques that can be used.
Here, Marco is resting in the car.
Over there, Alyssa stood by the fire in fear.
This is not the first time she has gone out to do business, but she used to follow large caravans and have special mercenary guards.
For three or two people like this, going out to do business is no different than seeking death.
The folk customs these days are simple and simple. Picking up a hoe and working as a farmer and robbing pedestrians can be done part-time.
Originally, Alyssa thought that having a powerful warrior accompanying her would ensure safety along the way, but she did not expect that although this warrior was amazingly powerful, he was too young and fell asleep like that.
The lives of Alyssa and her sister were saved by the other party. The other party said that he could hear sounds from miles away. Although Alyssa didn't believe it, she couldn't talk back to the other party.
So I had to keep vigil myself.
However, it is risky to keep watch alone. It doesn't matter if it is a wild beast. If there is a thief, the first person to kill is the night watchman.
Alyssa held a wooden board as a shield, looking around and shaking her body to prevent herself from falling asleep due to fatigue.
However, she was too tired.
In the morning, they were intercepted by bandits. She and her sister were hiding in the car and were scared to death. After being rescued by Lu Wu, they drove the carriage for most of the day, and they didn't stop until now.
As a result, her shaking rhythm became slower and slower, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier. Finally, she couldn't hold on anymore, so she rested her head on the board, but she fell asleep sitting down.
