Ouyang Jing said lightly: "I just suddenly felt so hot, so I jumped into the water to swim to relieve the heat, but I didn't expect the fish monster to be in the water." I thought that being idle was also idle, so I simply used my body as bait and caught it. ”

His remarks are obviously not true, and no one with a little heart will believe it.

However, Xuanzang was Geng until he was almost naïve - otherwise he would not have taken a book of 300 children's songs and a set of musical instruments as a magic treasure, and subdued demons everywhere.

So for Ouyang Jing's words, Xuanzang not only believed it, but he was also in awe: "I can't imagine that Brother Ouyang has such courage to dare to use his example as bait to catch fish monsters, Xuanzang admires!" ”

Ouyang Jing smiled humbly: "If I don't deserve the praise of the mage, I'm just a muddy and bold person." Master Xuanzang, where are we going next? ”

Xuanzang's expression was gloomy: "Go back to the market first, there is something I can't figure out, and I want to ask the master for advice." ”

Ouyang Jing had nothing to do, and left the fishing village with Xuanzang at the moment and returned the same way.

Speaking of which, Ouyang Jing traveled with Xuanzang for two whole days before arriving at this small fishing village. Now I have only been in the fishing village for less than an hour, fighting for life and death, but I haven't even drunk saliva, and I have to go home again, and then drive back to the market for two days......

If it were someone else, I'm afraid my mentality would have exploded a long time ago.

But Ouyang Jing didn't have any bad emotions - he earned an unexpected reward!

On the way back, it was also safe and sound. Two days later, the two returned to the bustling market.

Xuanzang said goodbye to Ouyang Jing and went to his master to solve his doubts. Ouyang Jing also went back to the inn, took a comfortable bath, and went out to find a restaurant for a good meal.

Rushing back and forth for four days, during this period, Ouyang Jing did not travel in vain.

Even on the road, he never let go of his cultivation, and every time he went to camp, he would practice the half-night Blood Transformation Divine Sword, until the meridians were tired, and then he would fall asleep and rest. When he was in a hurry during the day, and when he took a break halfway, he would also practice for a short time.

In this way, he cultivated diligently all the way, and after four days, his Blood Transformation Divine Sword entered the realm again. The golden qi in the Lung Meridian has been more than doubled compared to the beginning of the entry, and it has already begun to take shape.

Ouyang Jing thought to himself, according to this progress, within ten days, his Blood Transformation Divine Sword would be able to reach the realm of the ninth grade. At that time, it will be able to send out a sword qi and kill the enemy in the air.

Cultivation is a fast entry, which is gratifying.

But for the next two side quests, Ouyang Jing still didn't have much success in his heart.

Especially for the third side quest, Ouyang Jing has no clue.

"Even if my character suddenly explodes, the blood god sword is a nine-grade masterpiece, the sword is ten-strong, cutting gold and iron, facing the Monkey King who is out of trouble, I'm afraid I can only die a little more dignified...... Having said that, if you want to die with dignity in front of Sun Wukong, it is better to pretend to be a weak scholar and read two righteous and awe-inspiring poems, such as who has not died since ancient times, and mock Sun Wukong's abuse of violence...... This is better than being played by Sun Wukong to death, I don't know how much stronger, and he dies a forced death......"

After a little divergence of thoughts, Ouyang Jing waved away his distracting thoughts, calmed his mind, clarified the spiritual platform, slowly operated his mental method, and tempered the evil qi of Jinxing.

In the next few days, Ouyang Jing lived a very regular life in the market.

Smell the chicken and dance every day, and punch and forge the body. After a workout, wash up, have breakfast, and wander around the concentration, deliberately looking for some news that might be useful. Eat on time at noon, take a short break after the meal, and continue to practice fist and foot kung fu. After dinner, take a bath, meditate and practice the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, and at the third watch, undress and sleep.

Occasionally, he would go to the City God Temple and chat with Xuanzang.

It's not that he's bored, but he must pay attention to Xuanzang's movements, otherwise he really doesn't know where to find the pig demon's lair. I can't ask ordinary people about it, and it is obvious that the news of demons is only circulated among professional exorcists.

Unconsciously, nine days passed in a flash.

On the third watch of the day, Ouyang Jing, who was sitting cross-legged at the head of the bed, opened his eyes suddenly. The curtains opened and closed, and there was a flickering of electricity in the eyes.

He exhaled a breath of turbidity, stretched out his hand, cocked his thumb, and pressed it into the window outside his feet.

Laugh at!

In the sound of breaking the air, a hazy knife qi shot out from his thumb Shaoshang acupoint, as fast as thunder, as fast as lightning, and in an instant, the window paper was made out of a small hole the thickness of chopsticks.

"The sword qi is separated from the body, the blood god knife, the nine grades are introduced!"

Ouyang Jing laughed and raised his eyebrows.

After being happy for a while, he was suddenly slightly stunned, and said secretly: "In other words, it seems that any small pistol has a range farther than my current Blood Transformation God Knife!" Even if I am a master of nine grades, my sword qi is only ten feet long, and I can't catch up with a random small pistol...... As for the power, uh, in terms of physical lethality, my Smith & Wesson M500 that I dropped on Peach Blossom Island seems to be far more than the Nine-Rank Dacheng Blood Transformation Divine Knife! ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be slightly frustrated.

After a lifetime of hard martial arts, it is better to take a good gun and practice marksmanship for a few months, which feels really depressing.

"Well, if you deal with demons and monsters, it's better to have martial arts powers. Ordinary firearms and ammunition only have physical lethality, no exorcism effects, and may not be able to break the demon's ......"

Ouyang Jing could only enlighten himself like this: "Besides, those who practice martial arts are self-sufficient in their magical powers, and they will always be there." And firearms and the like, if there is no ammunition, it is scrap metal. And every gun, the power is constant, and it can't grow, unlike martial arts, which has huge growth potential.

"It's like my Blood Transformation God Knife, now the physical lethality is a little smaller, it's not as good as a small police pistol, but it has special effects! It can invade the body with knife qi, erode bones and turn blood! In the future, if it can be a great achievement, even the Golden Immortal Dao Body and the Bodhisattva Dharma Body can be turned into dirty blood! Therefore, as a man, you must take a long-term view, not just look at the immediate ......"

After being enlightened like this for a while, he threw away the unhappiness in his heart, and rejoiced for the entry of the Nine Grades of the Blood Transformation Divine Sword.

Well, Ouyang Jing deliberately ignored some problems - there are also super powerful things in scientific and technological weapons. Like a nuclear bomb, a Gundam, a space battleship, a Death Star, and a two-way foil......

Especially in the early stage, the initial powerful and easy-to-use scientific and technological weapons must be better than martial arts, magic and other self-strengthening abilities that need to be grown for a long time.

The low-level reincarnators almost all start with firearms. Ouyang Jing was on Peach Blossom Island, and when facing a team of heavily armed low-level reincarnators, he mainly relied on firearms. The martial arts that he had practiced for 20 years were mostly used by him as a means of displacement and assistance.

As for the later ...... It can only be said that martial arts may not be superior to technology, and technology may not be superior to martial arts, it all depends on the person who has mastered it, his own talent, achievements, and means of application.

In short, in the temple of reincarnation, everything is possible.

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