34. Condor World
Su Ze had already survived three thunder tribulations, and he felt that he should go to the high martial arts world or even the Xianxia world to mingle.
You can't keep wandering around the low-martial arts world.
As a result, the system reminded him to prepare 100,000 plunder points.
"Is it the accumulation and consumption of 100,000 plunder points, or the surplus of 100,000 plunder points?" Su Ze felt that this question was very important.
"Of course it's a surplus."
The system lectured him in a stupid tone: "100,000 plunder points is the energy to help you open the passage to the high martial world;
Su Ze was annoyed and angry: "Then you opened the low-martial world channel, and you didn't say that you need to plunder." ”
"In the 15 years that you haven't awakened, the system has been silently helping you accumulate plunder points, and do good deeds without leaving a name, no thanks!" The system's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about what to eat tonight.
Su Ze burst into tears.
I felt so distressed that I couldn't breathe.
15 years, how many plunder points have to be accumulated?
If you use it on yourself, you may have broken through the martial arts immortals.
System, have you asked my opinion? Have you ever considered my feelings?
Su Ze was silent for a long time, and after all, his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he still had to bow his head: "System, can you keep the Tianlong World and leave a mark after refreshing." ”
"Miss Azhu, right?" the system said empathetically: "When you become a great power, the generation and destruction of all the heavens and all worlds will be in one thought. Finding the Celestial Dragon World and returning to the moment you left is a small matter. ”
"I want to work hard, I want to struggle!" Su Ze raised his small fist and almost shouted loudly!
After returning to Yujing City, after dealing with chores, and also teaching Su Lu some of the Taishang Dao techniques that she could currently learn, Su Ze went into retreat in the basement again.
The system has begun to refresh, of course, it's still a low-martial world.
A person, mountains and rivers, swept by like a marquee.
Slowly, the system stops at the image of a small, dilapidated village.
The dark bloodstains, the dead corpses scattered all over the place, and the sackcloth worn by the ancients, these cannot be judged at all.
"The system will arrange a corpse of a weak scholar who has just passed away for the host, and ask the host to prepare his mind. ”
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A desolate land with a small village of just over 30 households. There are ruins everywhere. There were some corpses lying on the street, the blood had dried up, it had not yet stinked, and it seemed that they had not been dead for a long time.
A teenager about 20 years old, dressed as a scholar, moved. He sat up slowly, his eyes confused, his mind confused.
When he woke up, he found himself lying on the stone pavement, surrounded by the smell of blood.
What kind of place is this?Su Ze was a little confused, and he didn't know why the system put him here.
In the distance came a tall red-haired horse, and immediately a man wore pointed boots and a leather robe characteristic of the steppe herdsmen.
In the distance, a voice had already come: "This big brother, what happened in the village?"
Su Ze raised his head and looked at the person on the horse, who was also a teenager, with a square face, giving people a simple and kind feeling.
"The Jin soldiers have killed people, and everyone in the village has died. Su Ze's tone was very calm, and there was no resentment in his voice.
Being able to say that Jin Bing killed people may be the residual memory of this body.
The leather-robed young man drove his horse to Su Ze, flew off his horse, and looked at Su Ze's face full of dust and blood. "Why kill people?"
"In the land they conquered, the Jin soldiers robbed food and women, and then killed and killed people casually. Isn't it normal?" Su Ze looked at the leather-robed boy with the eyes of an idiot. "I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"
The leather-robed boy blushed, he knew he was stupid.
But the scholar's voice was too calm, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, and it was strange that he had nothing to do with himself.
"Yes, I have beef jerky here. The leather-robed boy took a package from his saddle.
He took out a packet of beef jerky from it, and handed it over to a pouch of water.
The scholar stopped talking, slowly tore off the beef jerky, put it in his mouth and chewed. After a few bites, he asked, "What's your name, where did you come from?"
"My name is Guo Jing and I'm from the prairie. ”
"Oh, Guo Jing. Outer part.. Jing?" the scholar suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the leather-robed boy with a sparkle of light.
"Do you know Temujin and Torre?"
"I don't know" the young Guo Jing, who has just come out of the rivers and lakes and doesn't know the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, he tells the truth what others ask him. But I was instructed by the master not to reveal my identity. So I had to lie. But I'm embarrassed, my whole face is red.
Understood, Su Ze completely understood. This is neither the Northern Song nor the real Southern Song Dynasty. This is the world of martial arts, and this is the world of novels.
"You're a good person," scholar Su Ze sent out his first good guy card. "My name is Su Ze, let's be friends. ”
"Okay," the silly boy Guo Jing met his first Han Chinese friend of the same age.
Su Ze didn't eat much, and returned the remaining beef jerky and water bladder to Guo Jing. He wanted to stand up.
But the body shook and sat down again.
This body is too weak to be powerless. Useless is a scholar, too right.
Su Ze secretly praised his actor-level performance.
The kind and simple Guo Jing helped Su Ze to stand up slowly.
"Brother Su, your body is too weak. ”
"Yes," Su Ze smiled palely. "There's no nutrition, there's no way to exercise, that's all. ”
Guo Jing didn't understand what nutrition was. But there was no way to exercise, but he still understood.
When he left the desert, several masters repeatedly told him not to teach martial arts to others.
So although he has a way to exercise, he can't teach it to his good friends. This contradictory feeling made Guo Jing feel very uncomfortable.
"I didn't have any injuries, I just fainted after being kicked by a horse. The blood on his body was dyed by the fathers and villagers who shed it on the streets. Su Ze comforted Guo Jing very kindly.
Guo Jing picked up Su Ze and walked into the small courtyard next to the road, Su Ze said that this was his home, and his identity was a scholar in the village.
Two years ago, both parents died, and he inherited the family business of 30 acres of land but continued to study and did not farm his own land.
Now his tenants are also dying in the streets, and the whole village, which was originally a small number of people, has died.
Guo Jing unbuttoned Su Ze's clothes and looked at the bruises on his chest. I helped him get some medicine to remove bruises.
Knowing that he needs to open the blocked meridians to heal, otherwise he will not live long.
But Guo Jing's own internal strength is still very shallow, and he has more than enough heart but not enough strength.
Then he said: "Brother Su, your injury can only be cured if someone from the master opens up the meridians." Or you can run the internal force yourself. ”
"I know the internal force," Su Zeqiang said with a smile on his face:
"Ten years ago, there was an old man with white hair and white beard who passed by my house and played pinball with me and lost. Then he taught me a set of mantras for breathing, sitting, walking, and sleeping.
I practiced for 2 months, but I didn't get the feeling, so I threw it away.
Most of it has been forgotten now. If someone can help me explain it, maybe I can train my body on my own. ”
Righteousness and peace in the whole heart method is actually the best choice for building a foundation, so Su Ze used a little scheming to get it.
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