"Giggles!"

On the third pole of the day, Zhao Xi woke up from his sleep, and at this time, the chickens of Song Zhong's family outside had been crowing for a long time.

Song Zhong, the former owner of the house, didn't take much with him before leaving, and Zhao Xi simply replaced some bedding and the like and moved in, even leaving a nest of chickens in the yard.

As for Uncle Wang and the others, after Zhao Xi came out of Xuanniaowei, he also asked someone to find them, and said a few words to them, although he did not say the specific content, but it also made them understand the general meaning, Uncle Wang and the others were happy, and at this time they had already finished handling the goods and left Chaoge City.

"It's another sunny day......"

Zhao Xi got up from the bed, put on a green robe, and strolled to a well in the courtyard, looking at his own face reflected.

Well...... The sword eyebrows are starry-eyed, and the demeanor is sassy.

"At least I have an eight-point rating for who I really am. Zhao Xi commented.

Before the crossing, Zhao Xi was undoubtedly a man who could eat with his face, and if he was often harassed by stinky women from all walks of life and had no intention of studying, he would not end up only being admitted to a mediocre university.

A handsome man, life is always harder.

Fortunately, after the crossing, all the troubles of the past are gone.

Now he is a man with great ambitions!

Zhao Xian couldn't help but think of his life after becoming a saint.

The clothes must be feather coats, star crowns, fairy wind bones.

In terms of cars, the Nine Dragons Agarwood of Yuan Shi Tianzun looks very good, and one can be imitated;

The place to live is not demanding, a small house, a few spiritual plants of the level of peach and ginseng fruit trees in the backyard are planted so-so, and occasionally take a book to sit under the tree to cultivate sentiment;

The content of this book, what nine turns of Xuangong, one qi and three clearing, etc., make do with it, not for anything else, mainly to show the erudition and literary brilliance of this saint;

Catch another golden crow, let him rise in the east and set in the west with his heart, make it at sunrise and rest at sunset......

The life of sanctification must be so unpretentious -

And boring.

"Soon, the great cause of sanctification can start again. ”

Zhao Xi looked away from the well and muttered to himself.

It has not been a short period of time since he was appointed as the leader of the Xuanniao Guard, and it has reached the spring and February of the seventh year of the Emperor's reign.

During this time, the war in Beihai became increasingly tense, Yuan Futong and other seventy-two princes were powerful, and the Northern Bohou Chonghou Hu had sent many urgent reports for help, and Wen Taishi had sent a few days ago to conquer the north.

And this also shows that the God Tribulation has finally begun to make waves.

From the day of Wen Taishi's expedition to Beihai, the king of Xuan has been mediocre day by day, and the sanctification opportunities that Zhao Shi is looking forward to day and night must also appear one after another!

The situation is very good!

Zhao Xian put his hands behind his back and looked up at the rising sun, but then frowned slightly.

"The only fly in the ointment is the witchcraft inheritance ...... this Chiyou"

After receiving the Chiyou inheritance, a drop of mysterious substance like blood had already entrenched in his sea of qi.

This drop of blood contains the power and Dao marks of Chiyou, which may be called Chiyou blood.

And this drop of Chi You's blood is changing Zhao Shi's spirit all the time, making him better than day by day.

This is simply a stumbling block on the road to the sanctification of Zhao Dazhun Sheng!

Compared to other sorcerers who need to painstakingly collect the power of awe to refine the foundation of the witch way, he has a great "disadvantage" when he accepts the Chiyou inheritance!

Cultivation must not be allowed!

"The situation is quite acceptable, as long as there is no power of awe for the power of the inheritance to really burst out, then such a little spontaneous transformation and improvement is still relatively limited. Zhao Xian, who had made up his mind and would never mess with his cultivation and add difficulties to his path to sanctification, was thinking in his heart.

Wu Yi Road, no matter how many supreme supernatural powers and masters all avenues behind him, at the beginning, he started from refining the power of awe.

Therefore, in ancient times, shamans were either highly respected figures in the tribe, or extremely powerful warriors, who were "respected" by their own people and "feared" by their enemies, and even some would turn themselves into gods and ghosts, which was more convenient to harvest the power of awe.

When the power of awe is collected to a certain extent, the sorcerer can rely on these awe powers as a basis to open the human body's divine treasure, refine the foundation of the witch, and be able to perform witchcraft and magical powers, etc., which can be regarded as entering the door in the true sense.

And Zhao Xian, although it is not exactly the same path as the orthodox shaman to start cultivating. The power of inheritance has created a perfect shaman's foundation in his body, but after all, the practice of witchcraft still has to follow the basic vein, assuming that without a certain amount of awe, it is still not so easy for him as a sorcerer to get started.

This can also be regarded as the only fortunate thing that Zhao Xi has mixed with thousands of misfortunes on the path of cultivation.

In order to maintain this little luck, he has been low-key and low-key for so long, except for some of the daily affairs of Xuanniaowei, he resolutely does not go out of one door and does not take two steps, and never gives others any opportunity to contact him.

Whether it is "respect" or "fear", it must always be based on being recognized.

I Zhao Xianmen didn't take a step, could there be anyone who could provide me with awe power with "sinister intentions"?

It doesn't exist.

"Alas, this time has been really hard for me. ”

Zhao Xi sighed.

In the Shang Dynasty, being an otaku who tried not to come into contact with people was not as comfortable as imagined.

Although the Shang Dynasty was inhabited by people and gods, and immortals and demons loomed, when it came to productivity, it was definitely a terrifying number, but the great power was attributed to itself, and these productive forces were rarely used to improve the production and living standards of the residents of the Shang Dynasty.

Although the current Shang Dynasty is much better than the real primitive society, it is at most comparable to the Tang and Song dynasties, and there is no way to compare it with modern society in any case.

There is no Internet, no computer, a day is nothing more than eating and sleeping, no take-out and washing machine, you have to do your own laundry and cooking, no bathroom, and you have to clean up the place of reincarnation of grains by yourself, especially you need to curb the body's cultivation instinct under the guidance of Chi You Blood from time to time, which is even more difficult.

"In order to become holy, it is worth suffering a little and being tired!" Zhao Xian comforted himself.

The Great Tribulation of the Gods has begun, and he, Zhao Xian, is a loyal minister of Yin Shang, and there are countless opportunities to become holy! As long as he can grasp one of them, isn't it easy to ascend to the holy throne?

After sanctification, how free and easy is it?

Open up a small world, play games if you want to play games, read novels and read novels, and reward the author as much as you want!

"Such a day will not be too far away......"

Zhao Shi withdrew his gaze from the morning sun and walked back to the room leisurely.

Wait, and look forward to it!