Fortunately, Yan Xu prepared some needlework and thread, took off the open-ended boots that had no taste, and sewed them by himself.

Even if it is a beauty, a pair of boots that have been worn for a month without changing it, the taste is sour enough, but with the progress of the pure yang boy's body, Yan Xu's physique is becoming more and more like a flawless and immaculate baby physique, although it has not yet reached the state of returning to innate chaos, it is enough to ensure that he will not accumulate any toxins, and naturally there is no taste.

The sturdy hemp rope sewed the open boots indiscriminately, Yan Xu put them on and tried it, and it could support it for a while, it seemed that he had to find a town as soon as possible, otherwise he would really be a savage.

Took out a roast wild boar meat weighing a few catties from his backpack, just sprinkled with a little salt, but it tasted good, Yan Xu tried in vain to find the right direction while biting, and finally chose to go by the way, go that is counted as that, it is possible that this world is also round.

Because of his physique, Yan Xu does not attract mosquitoes, especially when he is restrained, animals that rely more on instinct will even regard him as a part of nature, so Yan Xu, who is walking in the forest, is not embarrassed, at least he has not been bitten by mosquitoes to the point of madness, and he has not died under the fangs of poisonous snakes, and occasionally he can get extra protein.

So idle, Yan Xu thought while walking, and from time to time used a few light strokes or pulled out a knife to wave a few times to verify whether his thoughts were correct.

Yan Xu has been practicing the inner fist for more than ten years, and he has already touched the realm of transforming energy as early as when he was in the main god world, but he has never been allowed to enter. Strength is the earliest practice of Yan Xu, because it is the simplest, as long as the bones are good, you can practice hard.

Dark energy needs some comprehension, and the most important thing is that the control of strength needs to reach a certain level, but it still belongs to the power of muscles and bones. This realm has been reached by Yan Xu before entering the world of the main god, and the foundation of Shaolin penance and the repeated hard battles in Hantan County have made the dark energy enter the realm of Dacheng.

However, Huajin has always been separated by a barrier that cannot be completely touched, not that Yan Xu's roots and bones are not enough, but that Huajin is the product of a flash of inspiration and the accumulation of penance, which is not so simple.

The combination of rigidity and softness sounds like a fusion of rigidity and darkness, but the hardness of steel and the softness of cotton are themselves a product of contradictions, which is so easy to understand.

Yan Xu had a flash of inspiration, and he didn't know anything about Huajin, but he couldn't talk about being familiar with it, after all, since it was said that it was a flash of inspiration, it was impossible for so long for you to slowly comprehend.

So the next step is to practice hard and fight with masters of the same realm, and repeatedly look for the feeling of a flash of inspiration in the accumulation and fighting, until you completely grasp it. But in this world, Yan Xu went to find an inner boxer, and he could only figure it out by himself, and then use it in battle to get acquainted with it.

The King Kong Jin in the Mighty King Kong Demon Subduing Divine Power can be said to be the result of Yan Xu's attempt, if it is successful, it is a great success, but it is too difficult.

However, this time the strength dropped but Yan Xu saw the opportunity, after all, the less familiar with something is naturally the faster, and the lower the relative strength, the better, however, if the strength is low, there is no way to accumulate these perception realms, this is the contradiction, and it is also the reason why Yan Xu cherishes and rebuilds.

This opportunity coupled with Yan Xu's figurative method of refining true qi with vajra strength made him feel like a tiger with wings, because he found that if he used the strength to evolve, it was indeed difficult to understand, but there was no such difficulty in using true qi, after all, if a punch was both rigid and soft, it could torture people to death, but as long as true qi was not a partial exercise, the combination of rigidity and softness was the most common.

Yan Xu is now using Vajra Jin to produce true qi for a short time, because he can't store true qi, so these true qi are directly generated in the body, that is, between the muscles and bones and the meridians, and then quickly use the true qi martial arts to consume these true qi, and experience the feeling of combining rigidity and softness, and sure enough, he has made great progress, and when he uses true qi, he can already use the transformation energy, and the vajra jin is becoming more and more complete.

Naturally, he couldn't find a way to practice like this every day, but Yan Xu's luck was still good, he occasionally found an arrow, looked nearby, and finally found signs of human activity, so he followed the traces and walked out of the forest.

"What people!"

There is a seven- or eight-meter-high guard tower outside the forest, with three floors, and the top is open on all sides because of the need for someone to guard it, with only a wooden roof and a half-human-high wooden wall. At this time, a shooter standing above noticed a dark shadow in the forest gradually approaching, which immediately alerted him.

There are many monsters in the forest, but there are occasional hunters and lost adventurers, so in order to avoid trouble, the archer does not shoot an arrow immediately, but gives a warning, and at the same time draws an arrow from the quiver and puts it on the string.

As long as there is some strength, the local lord will send some sentries to garrison in critical places to prevent enemies or monsters in transit, they are generally very alert, hearing the sound, the sentries who are doing daily training behind the watchtower also run over with weapons, and there is no panic between actions, obviously trained for a long time.

This is obviously a well-trained sentry squad, consisting of four sword and shield men, four spearmen, and two marksmen, although poorly equipped, but the momentum is not bad, and there is obviously a lot of combat experience.

"An adventurer." Finally found the crowd, Yan Xu naturally didn't want to conflict with the other party, and lit up his adventurer medal.

This world is not only dangerous for monsters, but also for humans, especially those jackal-like mercenaries who turn around and become robbers without even changing their clothes. Only adventurers are better, after all, there are not so many ruins in this world for them to explore, and the vast majority of adventurers usually rely on receiving tasks issued by the adventurer's guild and local lords and residents for a living, and they will not offend the local lords easily, and once the adventurer's medal is revoked due to excessive killing, it is also very troublesome.

However, where there are no absolutes, the sentinel who is always in danger does not easily let down his guard, but he also sends a sentry to confirm the opponent's adventurer medal.

The adventurer's medals are all bound, and at the same time, they will also show their own camp, Yan Xu's proper kind and orderly camp, the other party immediately welcomed him, and also sent the youngest sentry to lead the way.

Shuke led an old horse to the carriage, and hurriedly set the cart, which had not been properly set for a long time, and was kicked away by an old soldier who could not stand it, and then threw a foul-smelling bag into the arms of Shuke, who had just risen, and almost smoked him to the ground.

"Come back quickly after receiving the supplies, otherwise I will personally train you for three days."

"Yes! Captain! Shuke hurriedly stood still and saluted.

Yan Xu just watched with a smile from the sidelines, and didn't mean to interfere. Don't look at this veteran to treat the recruit like this, but if this watchtower is besieged by monsters, the first one to be sent out for advice must be this recruit. Doing so is not a trust in him, but giving him the only chance to live.

Since they are sentinels, they must stay away from the town, and by the time reinforcements arrive, they will be dead long ago. This is also the fate of the sentinel, who uses his life to warn the homeland behind him.

Although it is full of stench, the pocket is the evidence that the team has eliminated the monsters during this time, and if you don't want to survive on hard black bread, you have to use this evidence to go to the security patrol camp in exchange for extra supplies, such as delicious bacon, delicious cheese, and of course, vats of ale.

Ordinary towns are not necessarily divided into multiple battalions because of the large number of soldiers like cities, for example, Bos City not only has a city defense battalion and a garrison battalion, but also a training camp, a patrol battalion and a military camp, but because of space constraints, all three are outside the city. In most small towns, there is only one training ground for village guards, and only larger towns can build security patrol camps.

Apparently Shuck didn't have much experience in taking care of horses, but fortunately the old horse knew the way, pulled the cart and walked slowly on the road, and stopped automatically when he reached an apple orchard.

Shu Ke reluctantly got out of the carriage, said sorry to Yan Xu in the car, and then shouted loudly at the apple orchard.

"Uncle Booker!"

"What a shout the little bastard! Hurry in, your aunt has made an apple pie early in the morning, you kid is in for a treat! Uncle Booker came out of the orchard with a basket of apples on his back, and looked at Shuck's head, apparently very familiar, and then took two apples out of the frame behind him and fed them to the old horse.

"Old man, where is it, does Shuke, this stinky boy, wash you every day, if I don't kick his ass!"

"Uncle Booker, I've got it to take care of!" Shuke quit and hurriedly expressed his efforts.

Giving him a blank look, Uncle Booker didn't speak, looked at Yan Xu and said, "You're an adventurer, right?" ”

"I'm an adventurer, have a mission?" Yan Xu nodded, and then asked, after all, ordinary people would not talk to adventurers who dance knives and guns.

"Yes, I recently found traces of the gnolls in the orchard, and I think they were inadvertently driven by the patrol, but the patrol has been on a mission lately and can't help me, so I want you to help me drive or kill this gnolls, and I will pay you ten silver coins as payment." Booker was a little worried, although he was also a veteran, but after all, he was old, although Shuck was young, but his strength was not enough, and the traces found in the orchard, it was obvious that this was a big guy, and it was very dangerous to rely on them alone.

"Yes, but I need someone to show me the way." After killing at least dozens of jackals, Yan Xu didn't feel any pressure on this task, and nodded in agreement.

Ten silver coins is not a small number for an orchard, although Shuke has a heart, but he does not dare to risk Uncle Booker's family, after all, as an orphan, he was raised by Uncle Booker's family, so it did not prevent Uncle Booker from hiring this adventurer.

However, he was not idle, picking up the sword and shield placed on the carriage and preparing to help, although he was a new soldier, he could become a sentry who was always in danger, and his combat effectiveness was not comparable to that of ordinary village guards.