The clouds obscured the light of the moon and seemed to cover the land with a black cloth.

After about a quarter of an hour, everyone left their gifts and took their leave, and glanced at the thatched hut with some reluctance, but unfortunately saw only a pile of weeds and a broken wall.

Yiming moved the gifts to the room, and then reported to Xu Le one by one, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, looked at his sister who was sleeping peacefully and Xu Le who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and felt that the road ahead was bright.

Xu Le looked at these gifts and felt a little satisfied, but in order to maintain his immortal demeanor, he could only call Yiming to receive gifts on his behalf.

As far as he knew, this was just an ordinary town in the Shang Kingdom, and some of the squires in this ordinary town could have such financial resources.

Rare medicinal materials such as century-old ginseng, if placed in the real world, are almost extinct, as long as some unexplored deep mountains and old forests or some people in high positions collect them.

And in this world, although it cannot be said to be everywhere, at least it is not rare. This world, for him, is a huge library of medicinal materials, even if there is no other harvest this time, as long as he can get these medicinal materials, it is worth it.

However, it is too inefficient to collect by one's own efforts, and in this kind of slave society, as long as the emperor in the forbidden palace speaks, there will be a steady stream of people offering these treasures.

"It seems that I still have to meet the emperor of this world."

Xu Le called Yi Ming, who was about to lie on the ground in the weeds and prepare to sleep, beckoned him to come over, and asked softly, "Do you want to be stronger?" ”

This is Xu Le's careful consideration, after all, Yiming is too weak, so weak that any soldier with a knife can cut him to death. If he goes on like this, he will be assassinated one day, and his arrangement will be in vain, so Xu Le is ready to make him stronger.

"I, I do."

didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly, Yiming was so excited that his face was red, and his speech trembled a little.

He has long been extremely envious of the power of immortals, although he does not expect to be as powerful as immortals, but at least he can live a good life with his sister.

Xu Le put his hand on the top of Yiming's head, and the Divine Rubik's Cube began to rotate in a magical way, and the brilliant golden light continued to spill down the periphery of the Rubik's Cube, spreading outward from the heart, and after the qi and blood surging all over the body, it gathered into the palm of his right hand, turned over the palm, and turned into a golden dragon.

The golden little dragon glanced at Xu Le humanely, then glanced at Yiming, floated in the air and nodded, and then suddenly rushed into Yiming's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and finally completely entered his body.

Yiming felt a little apprehensive in his heart, feeling the hand placed above his head, and vaguely felt a divine power above his head, as if he was examining himself.

Suddenly, a powerful force surged from the Heavenly Spirit Gai to his whole body, constantly strengthening his muscles and bones, and a faint golden light floated around his body. He could clearly feel his strength intensifying every minute and every second.

If he could look inward, he would find that in his body, the golden dragon glanced at it with disgust, and then turned into countless points of light and merged into his body, slowly integrating the power in a gentle way.

This is Xu Le who saw that the dragon set trio in the animation was transformed by the sword dragon demon qi and became martial arts masters, and was inspired. If the sword dragon can, why can't he. After carefully searching for the spell book, he finally found this spell, but he didn't have demonic energy, so he changed it slightly and replaced it with the power of God's Rubik's Cube.

It's a pity that this method will consume the origin power of the Rubik's Cube, and this transformation alone will take more than ten days for the Rubik's Cube to be restored. Although the consumption is not very large, regular use will affect the future potential of the Rubik's Cube.

Xu Le has never been a short-sighted person who fishes hard, and although the person created in this way has good potential, he is not as strong as the Black Shadow Warrior in a short period of time.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the pale golden light emanating from Yiming's body disappeared, and the golden dragon in his body lay a little weakly in his heart, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yiming opened his eyes and suddenly punched the air, bringing a faint fist wind.

Yiming estimated that there is no problem with beating more than a dozen strong men at a time, and this power is given to him by his master. Yiming looked at the master in front of him and knelt down on one knee, only using this method to express his gratitude.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would repay his master well in the future and solve problems for his master.

Xu Le beckoned, and Yiming looked at his master with some confusion, wasn't he already standing in front of him.

Suddenly, Yiming's strengthened body sensed a cold aura, and when he turned around, he saw that a black-robed and masked guy was already standing behind him, staring at him with a pair of dead eyes, as if he was looking at an object.

It's an item!

Yiming had never seen such a terrifying look, and his heart trembled suddenly, but the immortals were present, how could they retreat, and directly threw a punch, using seven points of strength, leaving only three points to prepare for the response.

The Black Shadow Warrior watched Ichimei's movements approvingly, but he didn't froze, turned sideways to dodge the attack, and punched Yiming's elbow with a punch, so painful that Ichimei quickly withdrew his hand and wanted to retreat.

But the Shadow Warrior seemed to have expected it, his leg muscles tensed, and with great force, a horizontal kick hit Ichikazu in the abdomen, knocking him to the ground.

Yiming's eyes were full of horror and shame, and he felt the cold blade in his throat and gave up resistance.

After receiving the power bestowed by the immortals, I was knocked down so easily, am I born a waste?

Yiming's eyes were dilated, and the guilt in his heart became more and more intense, like countless ants gnawing, and the wounds in his heart were more painful than his body.

"Okay, get up, Yiming, this is your future teacher, you can follow him to learn martial arts."

Xu Le opened his mouth to explain, after all, he didn't want to lose Yiming's confidence, and it would be bad to become a coward when the time came.

Yiming glanced at the black shadow warrior who was standing respectfully, thinking that everyone was the same as the deployment of immortals, and it was not a shame to lose, and his face regained his smile, and at the same time, a fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

After giving the order, Ichimei respectfully followed the Black Shadow Samurai outside to learn martial arts. The Dark Shadow Warriors are all former and present powerhouses who have been turned into shadow warriors by evil magic, so they retain all the experience of life and martial arts training in the past.

The one Xu Le called was a former strong fighter in fighting skills, but unfortunately he still couldn't withstand the magic, and he was turned into a black shadow warrior after his death.

Wan'er, who was lying on the bed, moved her body and moved towards the place where Xu Le was sitting.

Xu Le took a look and found that Wan'er didn't wake up, it seemed to be because it was a little cold.

The world should be in autumn now, and it is not yet cold, and the weather conditions are at their best, cool and not stuffy.

Although the temperature is like this during the day, the temperature drops sharply at night, and Wan'er is still covered with some light cloth quilts, which are not strong in keeping warm.

Xu Le thought about it, untied the robe on his body, and covered Wan'er, his robe was custom-made, modern craft products, and the warmth effect was good. Wan'er, who felt the warmth, calmed down, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, as if she had dreamed of something happy.

Xu Le sat cross-legged at the head of the bed quietly, closed his eyes and meditated. didn't find that Wan'er on the side opened her eyes, glanced at Xu Le secretly, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

…………

In the county magistrate's mansion, the old magistrate sat at his desk, and his wife stood behind him and gently massaged his head.

The old county commander touched his pale beard, put the wolf brush in his hand back and held it in his hand, back and forth four times, as if he had made up his mind, picked up the pen and wrote hundreds of words on a piece of yellow paper, and then put it in an envelope, sealed it with fire paint, called a servant, and commanded solemnly: "You must send this letter to the capital as soon as possible, if there is any mistake, I will not spare you." If you do it well, you will be rewarded. ”

The servant answered, ran to the stable, picked up a black horse, and set off for the night.

"Stomp Pedal Pedal

The sound broke the silence of the night, and fell silent again, and the night encompassed everything.

The old county magistrate asked the lady to go back to the room to rest first, and stood alone at the window, her figure pulled out a slender shadow on the wall by the light of the candle.

After a long silence, a sigh sounded in the study, with a hint of sorrow and expectation in his voice: "This is really an eventful autumn." ”