Chapter 49: The Evil Sword

In the past few days of refining pills, Wang Duoyu was pleasantly surprised to find that his happiness points were about to rise to 9,000, was the sense of accomplishment of refining pills so happy?

The moment the rating reached nine thousand, Wang Duoyu clicked on a ten-in-a-row draw to see if there could be any surprises, and he still enjoyed the excitement of this kind of lottery.

Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Fragments of Mountains and Rivers Beads (Level 7), Quest Cards (Level 6), Multi-Fish Tree XP +5895.

The system is getting more and more accustomed to Wang Duoyu's habits, knowing that Wang Duoyu uses happy fertilizer first every time, and directly adds fertilizer to Duoyu Tree, saving him another trouble.

Multi-Fish Tree Upgrades: 7852/12800 (level 8)>>>>> 12800/12800 (level 8)>>>>> 947/25600 (level 9).

Congratulations to the host, the multi-fish tree has been upgraded and 19 'pistachios' have been obtained.

Multi-Fish Tree Experience: 947/25600 (level 9), matures once every 3 months, (matures immediately after leveling), and bears 21 potential fruits at a time.

Wang Duoyu didn't expect that the multi-fish tree that was so confused would actually be upgraded again, and he was really a hard-working tree farmer!

19 pistachios are converted into 95 potential points, or all are added to the combat ability branch, and the news of the increase in combat effectiveness comes immediately:

Combat strength: 7450>>>>>8400.

After getting the combat effectiveness, Wang Duoyu has to see what these two new things are that he draws.

Fragments of Mountains and Rivers Beads (Level 7): A spatial function that carries Mountains and Rivers Beads, which can store one cubic meter of space.

Wang Duoyu picked up the fragment of this mountain and river pearl and probed into it, and was so frightened that his spirit was shocked.

"I'm baking, there's really a cubic meter of space in it!"

"Why didn't you have this kind of treasure earlier, so I carried such a heavy Teng Wangding back for more than ten miles that night......"

"There aren't many young people with perseverance like me now!

For Wang Duoyu's situation, the dog has become numb, directly ignores it, does not listen to it, does not reply.

"Mission card? Refresh the mission card again, it's still level six. ”

Wang Duoyu is still very welcome to give himself a task card, after all, the benefits brought to him by the upgrade of the system are unexpected, and it will be a qualitative leap.

Mission Card (Level 6): Kill Liu Wusi. Rewards: +20000 Happy Points, +4000 Multi-Fish Tree XP, +40 System XP.

"Just what I want!"

His hatred and anger burn in Hell, and one day they will burst out of it and incinerate the filth and vileness of the world.

"Liu Wusi will die!"

……

The scene Wang Duoyu saw at the stone statue ruins that day is still hard to forget, and it is really incredible. According to the dog's analysis, it was an extremely advanced martial arts skill, a set of swordsmanship.

The demand for strength has reached the hungry Wang Duoyu, of course, will not give up this opportunity, simply prepared some food and shelter, Wang Duoyu moved to the stone statue ruins, and followed the set of light and shadow exercises all day long, but the effect was not satisfactory.

After practicing for a few days, Wang Duoyu found that these swordsmanship moves did not look like a profound martial art, and each move seemed to be mediocre in power, and there were no eye-catching combat skills.

Although he felt so, Wang Duoyu practiced his sword harder and harder, and the sun was shining on this day, and he was tired of practicing, so he found a piece of withered grass and rested comfortably in the sun for a while.

Maybe he was too tired, and he actually fell asleep after lying down for a while.

When he woke up, it was already afternoon, but Wang Duoyu, who had just opened his eyes, was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he jumped back a step.

It turned out to be a bloody old beggar lying under the huge stone statue next to him, as if he was about to crawl towards the stone slab where Teng Wangding was hidden.

Regardless of how such an old beggar suddenly appeared in this primeval forest, and it seemed that he had been here, looking at the blood of the old beggar, Wang Duoyu still decided to save him.

This person was very dirty, Wang Duoyu endured the stench, dragged him to a piece of hay to lie down, and then transferred a nourishing qi dispersion in the system for him to take, and it took about half an hour before this person moved.

The old beggar who had just woken up looked at Wang Duoyu in front of him and immediately showed full hostility.

"I am the only one in this world who knows the sword technique of killing the master, and even if I die, you hermitage will not be able to imagine it. ”

Wang Duoyu was stunned for a moment: "What kind of hermitage society, uncle, what are you talking about!"

"You're not from the Ashram? You're not chasing me, so why are you here?"

Looking at the miserable condition of the old beggar, it was obvious that he had gone through a desperate struggle. After many clues, Wang Duoyu said: "Uncle, you may not believe it, I was also hunted down here, and we can be regarded as sympathetic to each other." ”

"Actually, even if the monastic doesn't send someone to kill me, I won't live for a few days. ”

"Although you are seriously injured, I still have a way to cure you. ”

"Hmph, don't talk big, my body is seriously overdrawn from fighting, my true qi is exhausted, my muscles and veins are almost exhausted, and I can't live anymore. ”

"Here, try this. ”

Wang Duoyu took out a small pill that had just been exchanged and stuffed it directly into the man's mouth. He is not a person who is overflowing with love, but this person is likely to be helpful to his cultivation of swordsmanship or the improvement of his realm, and to help him is also to help himself.

The man was caught off guard, and Wang Duoyu stuffed the pill, knocked on the throat, and swallowed it with a thud.

It may be that at the end of his life, the person is completely desperate, he does not have any fierce words and deeds, just lies quietly and feels the last time of his life.

"What is this! What medicine did you give me?"

In the middle of the night, the man sat up abruptly and checked the condition of his body, except for the injuries in his legs that were too serious to recover, the injuries all over his body miraculously recovered.

"This is my family's ancestral little pill, which can bring people back to life, and our Wang family has helped the poor for generations, so you don't have to thank me. ”

"Thank you, Doctor!"

Reborn, the previous despair is gone.

"I don't know which one Xiaoyou is, I'll come to thank you another day. ”

"That's not necessary, do good deeds without leaving a name, please call me a red scarf. ”

The old beggar was stunned, what kind of wild road is this.

After chatting for a while, the two slowly got acquainted, and Wang Duoyu asked, "Where are you from?

It is said that this kind of primeval forest is rarely inhabited, and it is impossible to meet humans other than yourself.

"This is my home! I've lived here for decades. What about you? Where are you from?"

"I was hunted down here the other day. Saying that, Wang Duoyu gritted his teeth, and the belief in his heart became even firmer.

"Twenty years ago, I practiced in Zhenwu Mountain, and the Tao number was impulsive. ”

"Do you mean the real martial arts on the rivers and lakes?

"Hehe, of course there is, but the strength of the martial arts cultivators is too strong, and they often violate the ban with martial arts and ignore the rules of the law, which is not allowed by the empire. ”

"But it's impossible to ban martial artists, the first is too difficult, and the second is also a loss for the empire, so the concept of imperial warriors appeared. ”

"Every Jianghu sect or martial artist family must have a powerful imperial warrior in charge to supervise and manage this force. ”

Even with the existence of Taishan Beidou in the martial arts of the "True Martial Sect", he is also the second head of Zhenwu, and Zhu Daohai, the imperial blue-shirted warrior, is the actual helmsman of Zhenwu. ”

"The sect is controlled everywhere, and I also left the mountain gate in a moment of rage, and I happened to find such a strange land, so I stayed. ”

"For the sake of you saving my life, I'll tell you a secret. ”

Hearing this, Wang Duoyu put his ear next to the old beggar, and suddenly a sour breath came to his face.

"I'm going, it's been a long time since I've taken a shower. ”

Wang Duoyu scolded in his heart.

"There's a treasure ...... underneath the biggest statue here."

"Is that it?"

Before the old beggar could finish speaking, Wang Duoyu took out the evil evil pressed under him and asked.

In the beggar's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped by, leaving himself alone to feel the ten thousand pieces of in the vast grassland.

"This is the second Tang King Li Yuanying's sword 'evil evil', one of the three famous swords that stood side by side with purple electricity and green frost during the early Tang Dynasty 'evil evil'! But after Li Yuanying's death, this sword disappeared from the world, it is said that Tang II Li Yuanying loved this sword too much, so he brought it into the royal tomb to be buried, and I didn't expect it to appear in this place!"

"Later, I figured it out, Tang Wang II Li Yuanying was once named King Teng by the Qin Emperor at that time, and the ancient tripod has two uses, one is the instrument of refining medicine, and the second is the weapon of the sword, this Teng Wang Ding is of course used to hold the evil sword of Li Yuanying, the king of Tang Teng!"

"You're going to say you're surnamed Wang?"

"That's right, if you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, and you have a lot of fish. ”

"Is it destined that only the heirs of the surname Wang can control the sword?"

"Back then, King Teng's Pavilion was built with Shiyun's 'Arsenal of the Purple Electric Green Frost King', in fact, the Purple Electric Sword, the Green Frost Sword, and the Evil Sword were all from General Wang's hands. ”

sighed for a long time, in the past 20 years, he has tried to pick up the evil spirit, but he has always been unsuccessful.

At this time, Wang Duoyu practiced the master killing sword technique again, and the old beggar shouted that it was wrong.

"For the sake of saving my life, give me the evil spirit, and maybe I'll instruct you in a trick and a half. ”

"As a descendant of the sword, how can I need someone to guide me?"

Wang Duoyu was reserved by himself, relying on the image on the wall to practice step by step, the old beggar couldn't move his legs, just watching him play lame swordsmanship for an afternoon, full of flaws, and his heart was really uncomfortable.

In the evening, Wang Duoyu decided to go back to his shelter, the food he had brought in the past few days was already insufficient, and there was an old beggar tonight.

Carrying the old beggar on his back, Wang Duoyu kept muttering.

"Ouch, I'm tired, you'll have to find a way to compensate me. ”

When he arrived at the camp, he started to light a fire to heat up some prepared food, and the stove also needed to be lit, after all, the winter nights were very cold.

"Ouch, I'm tired of carrying you, you'll have to find a way to compensate me later. ”

Roasted some small fish caught under the waterfall and ate them, and the old beggar saw a familiar big ding being squatted next to the stove, and the fire was boiling water under it, and suddenly a look of ghost appeared on his face.