The knife was five feet long and weighed eighty-two pounds.

The long knife was unsheathed, and there was a dark red halo in the jet-black surface.

"Good knives!"

Xia Chengshan slashed down with a knife, bringing up a wind.

"Kill!"

Xia Chengshan shouted violently, and the long knife brought out the long knife, and slashed at the bluestone pillar in front of him.

The one-person thick bluestone pillar "clicked" and broke into two.

After refining the body realm, the martial artist does not inhale the spiritual energy into the meridians and store it in the dantian, but continues to boil the muscles and bones, and spread the spiritual power all over the body.

This realm has a name among the martial artists, the innate martial artist.

Xia Chengshan is an innate sixth-layer martial artist.

In the second realm of cultivation, where there are not many spells and killing moves, Qi refining cultivators do not have an advantage over martial artists.

In particular, martial artists have rough skin and thick flesh, and their combat power is long-lasting, which can often suppress Qi refining cultivators, making them dare not engage in battle.

Holding a long knife, Xia Chengshan's combat power suddenly increased nearly doubled.

One after another swords swayed, and the space was full of brilliance.

Swinging his sword technique with affection, he looked at Han Xiao: "How many spirit stones, I took them." ”

"This knife was given to Brother Xia by me, not to mention the spirit stone. Han Xiao waved his hand, and Xu Fu turned around and walked into the distance.

Glancing at Xu Fu who was leaving, Xia Chengshan slowly put away his knife, was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "Han Xiancheng, you enter the officialdom, I am in Xianwei, it is better to talk about spirit stones, not friendship." ”

Xianwei and the government restrain each other and supervise each other.

It's not a good thing to get too close.

"Then, what if I want to join the Immortal Guard?" Han Xiao narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.

Xia Chengshan was stunned.

There are many children of the family who have joined the immortal guard.

It's just that Han Xiao has obviously gained a foothold in officialdom, why do you want to join the Immortal Guard?

"Brother Xia, if what I ask for is only the position of Heyuan County, then why do I want to remove the Xu family?"

Han Xiao's face was sincere, and his eyes looked at Xia Chengshan resolutely.

In one fell swoop, except for the Xu family, outsiders don't know, Xia Chengshan and Lu Chen can know who the biggest credit is.

It's a pity that in the end, Han Xiao was only promoted to one level of official, Bapin County Cheng, and temporarily acting as the county commander.

Among the unspoken rules, Xia Chengshan naturally knows it in his heart.

With Han Xiao's identity as a cultivator, it is indeed not easy to be promoted in the officialdom.

If Han Xiao entered the Immortal Guard, with his ability, he would not stop at the eighth grade.

Holding the long knife in his hand, Xia Chengshan was a little difficult to decide.

"Brother Xia thinks that I, Han Xiao, are not qualified to enter the Immortal Guard?" Han Xiao said softly.

There are qualifications.

It's hard to say whether you're really a fairy guard or not.

It's easy to recommend, but you have to bear the burden of the future.

I have already won Han Xiao's favor before, and if I don't contribute to this matter, I'm afraid it won't work.

"Well, I'll report this matter to the captain, whether it succeeds or not, I will pay you the spirit stone. Putting the long knife back in its sheath and hanging it on his waist, Xia Chengshan said in a deep voice.

"There's Brother Laoxia. Han Xiao learned from the Confucian appearance, flicked his sleeves, and bowed.

"I hate these sour students. ”

Xia Chengshan's words made Han Xiao laugh.

In the afternoon, he returned to the county office to solve the things that needed to be dealt with, and Han Xiao returned to his small courtyard.

After laying down several layers of prohibitions, he stretched out his hand with a solemn face and took out the golden seal of the county order.

Below the gold seal is engraved four big characters of Heyuan Zhengyin, and above is the image of Pixiu.

In ancient times, countless powerful beasts ravaged the world.

The human race has the power to slay the fierce beasts, and scatter the earth with the flesh and bones of the fierce beasts.

The spirits of various fierce beasts were also imprisoned and used by the human race to connect the power of heaven and earth.

Han Xiao held the big seal in his hand, his eyes were solemn, and a transcendent aura slowly emanated from his body.

This aura is very similar to the Confucian Xuanhuang aura, and outsiders can't tell it at all.

According to the analysis of later generations, Confucianism Xuanhuang Qi is nothing more than the power of rules that conform to the laws of heaven and earth, so as to naturally absorb them.

The power of this rule is blessed by the Heavenly Dao, and it is invincible.

When the Heavenly Dao declined, the Xuanhuang Qi did not have much mystery, and it was almost the same as ordinary spiritual power.

And the power on Han Xiao's body is the Heavenly Dao Perception accumulated in later generations, which is in harmony with the Heavenly Dao.

This is the proof that he became a kendo saint.

It's just that this perception is not in line with the Heavenly Dao at this time.

Therefore, Han Xiao carefully closed the heaven and earth just now, otherwise he might be regarded as an alien and rain down the thunder tribulation.

Excited by the breath on his body, the pixiu on the golden seal of the county order turned into a foot-high phantom, and continued to roar silently.

It's done.

Han Xiao constantly blended his own aura with Pixiu.

Half an hour later, the aura on his body was already the same as the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Qi at this time.

Removing the prohibition and carefully emitting a trace of aura, Han Xiao felt a shock all over his body, and pale yellow aura poured into his body.

These auras did not reside in his body, but dispersed.

The aura is scattered between heaven and earth, but there is a connection with him.

This is the secret of Confucianism and Taoism.

Han Xiao thought for a moment, raised his arm, and wrote the word "snow" in the air.

As soon as the words were written, within three feet in front of him, snowflakes fell!

It wasn't until within a radius of ten zhang that the aura that connected with him was exhausted, and the snowflakes stopped falling.

By this time, the ground was already three inches thick.

When the aura is depleted, the aura from other places is naturally replenished.

The spiritual qi between heaven and earth swirled, and Han Xiao could feel that the gap between himself and this heaven and earth had lightened a little.

At this time, the breath on his body was indifferent, and a literati book aura arose.

This is the temperament of a Confucian monk.

When Xu Fu came again, he saw Han Xiao's appearance and his face was full of doubts.

"Master, the centurion of Xia Chengshan of the Xianwei Camp ordered someone to send eight hundred spirit stones. ”

Xu Fu handed over a one-foot wooden box.

Eight hundred spirit stones, sixty percent higher than the price of high-grade magic weapons on the market.

The long knife refined by Han Xiao was much better than an ordinary low-grade magic weapon, and the price was very fair.

"Tomorrow, let's go to the Fang Market to see if there is a Dan furnace that you can use, and buy some elixirs by the way. Taking the spirit stone, Han Xiao said.

The medicinal diet he eats every day requires the consumption of elixir.

It is also necessary to recruit a team, and it is also necessary to refine some elixirs into elixirs to improve cultivation.

Early the next morning, a two-horse carriage quietly left the county government and headed out of the city.

After an hour of driving, we arrived at the border between Heyuan County and Wuhe County.

In the carriage, Han Xiao sat sideways, holding a book, looking at it with relish.

This book was learned from the county yesterday, and it is a travelogue that introduces the local customs and customs of Heyuan County.

Suddenly, his expression paused slightly.

Outside the car, Xu Fu, who was about to do it, was relieved, like an ordinary servant, and gently whipped him.

The car was no more than a cup of tea, and a group of figures stopped on the avenue in front of the carriage.

"Get out of the car, we're going to check. A strong man with a long knife shouted.

"Do you know where we came from?" Xu Fu asked aloud, sitting on the wheel.

"I don't care where you're from, I, the Three Rivers Gang, have been ordered to hunt down the two murderers, and all vehicles and pedestrians must be checked. The strong man turned his long knife horizontally, making a look, and the people around him slowly surrounded him.

"We are here from Heyuan County, and this place has not yet left Heyuan County, I don't know who arranged for you to inspect passing vehicles here?" Xu Fu's face sank and he shouted in a low voice.