There is an unnamed waterhole at the eastern foot of Niutou Mountain, which is a favorite laundry spot for women in nearby villages.

These women don't come here to do laundry to save water, but in large part because it's crowded and lively during the day.

At night, the waterhole becomes a quiet place, off the beaten track.

At this time, it was already the moon on the mountain, and the waterhole had long since regained its tranquility. The clear water of the pool ripples slightly in the breeze. Under the reflection of the moonlight, bursts of silver waves are formed.

It seemed to be another quiet and peaceful ordinary night.

Suddenly, there were waves on the calm water, and then a dark shadow suddenly emerged from the water, bringing countless splashes.

As soon as the black shadow came out of the water, it began to look around, looking very cautious. It wasn't until he found that there was no one around the waterhole that the shadow calmed down.

Through the moonlight, you can see the raised horn on the head of the black shadow, and the thick mane covering the neck. There is no doubt that this is the mutant who was repelled by Pang Shiyuan with a punch, and then blocked by the police in the cave of Niutou Mountain.

It's just how did mutants end up here?

Wasn't it blocked in a cave by the police?

It turned out that after the mutants had hunted enough underwater creatures to recover from their injuries, they actually went all the way to this waterhole through the waterway under the Guò cave.

No one knew that this waterhole would be connected to the cave on Niutou Mountain, and naturally no one knew that the mutants had escaped from the encirclement.

The mutants soon came to shore.

When its body was completely out of the cover of the pool, its mutated body completely leaked out. At this point, the blue-and-white hospital gown that had once revealed its whereabouts had finally been abandoned by it, and it seemed to prefer to move naked.

Beneath the mane of the neck was not the familiar human body, but a monstrous body covered in countless scales.

At this time, the mutant's physical condition was different from before it entered the cave. At that time, although the body of the mutant was extremely strong, it was still a human body in terms of form.

But now, after it devoured a large number of fish, snakes, and insects, its body mutated again, and it had the characteristics of fish, snakes, and insects, and it became what it is today.

The mutant looked down at his completely mutated inhuman body, seemingly terrified, followed by extreme anger.

It roared in the sky, but it was silent.

It's not that it can't speak, it's that it knows that there are enemies chasing it.

It turned to look north, which was in the direction of Laifeng Town. I saw that its blood-red eyes were full of hatred and anger, as if its hatred for someone had reached the extreme.

It managed to suppress its impulse, turned around and headed south, looking like it was leaving Laifeng Town.

But it didn't go far before a low growl came out of its throat. The hatred and unwillingness in the voice have almost become the substance, and it can't let go of the hatred in its heart after all.

So, it turned around again and ran in the direction of Laifeng Town.

Its speed is so fast that it has definitely surpassed the human speed limit of 100 meters.

On this day, Pang Shiyuan spent almost all of his time with Zhang Siwu.

In the evening, he finally sent Zhang Siwu away, and he had time to take a good look at the sword he had just bought today.

This sword was his biggest gain today, and he didn't expect that in this world where martial arts almost no longer existed, there would actually be a sword suitable for martial artists.

This cannot but be said to be a great blessing.

The ominous black cloud sword pattern, the weird red thread, the two complement each other, plus a series of accidents that don't know if it's a coincidence or a fact, make this sword a bad thing in people's eyes.

However, the ominousness of others is Pang Shiyuan's luck.

It was this sword that was disliked that gave him a chance to get it. Otherwise, the sword would have been bought long ago, or he would not have been able to afford it at all.

Now, by a series of coincidences, the sword is in his hands.

Perhaps, as Zhang Siwu said before, he is the man of destiny of this sword.

Sit cross-legged in the middle of the hall with your hands on your thighs. Holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and the body of the sword in the other, the internal force was input into the sword little by little, and Pang Shiyuan was carefully experiencing the operation of the internal force in the sword.

He needs to know every subtle change in the movement of internal forces in the sword, so that he can maximize the power of the sword when needed.

Daishan's swordsmanship is wide open and close, powerful and majestic, and it seems that there is no need to care about this little subtle change, but in fact, this little subtle change may very likely be the key to victory in a battle.

Pang Shiyuan has never really mixed with the rivers and lakes until now, but he remembers the teachings of his elders.

Familiarize yourself with your sword as well as your own hands, and once you do that, it will become your most trusted companion on your journey. Otherwise, it may betray you at the most critical moment!

After all, he is not a teenager, thinking that his intelligence is better than a qiē, and he thinks that he can make a name for himself by his own efforts.

He is a thirty-year-old adult man who has lived in reality for twenty-five years, and then lived in a dream for another five years.

He knows what's right and what's wrong.

He knows that the experience of the elders may not be all right, but it is definitely the summary of the elders' life experience.

When he doesn't know what is the most correct and can't figure out the most suitable path for himself, the experience of the elders is the best reference, which can save him a lot of detours.

The internal force was fed into the long sword, and then back into the body, and continued to be injected, and back again, and so on, and so on, and it took him a full hour to get used to the operation of the internal force in the long sword.

In fact, if he hadn't felt a little weak in his internal strength later, maybe he would have to go on like this.

After meditating and pranayama to restore his internal strength, Pang Shiyuan stood up from the ground.

It is good to have internal force to dredge the blood veins, and after sitting on the ground for such a long time, there is no blood blockage.

The hall is so big, Pang Shiyuan naturally can't perform martial arts in the hall. But if it's just a basic sword style drill, it's not a problem.

Anyway, what he has to do now is to familiarize himself with this sword, and it is enough to have a basic sword style.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Pang Shiyuan has used a sword in reality. Although this is only the use of basic moves, it still makes Pang Shiyuan feel like he has lost and recovered.

Point, collapse, tease, split, stab, block, hang, support, twist, cut, press, cloud, wipe, intercept, belt, chop, frame, sweep and other basic sword styles were used by Pang Shiyuan one by one.

At first, he was familiar with the moves, after all, this was his first time using a sword in this world, and he was still worried that reality and dreams would be different.

After a few tries, he was completely relieved.

Just like the foundation building and internal strength cultivation before, swordsmanship is also common in this world.

The time of the night passed in Pang Shiyuan's repeated use of the sword, and he almost forgot to sleep when he was so engaged.

When he finally remembered to go to bed, he realized that it was late.

Hurriedly brushing his teeth and taking a bath, Pang Shiyuan entered the bedroom with his sword in his arms. Even when he was sleeping, Pang Shiyuan was reluctant to put down his sword.

Sleeping with a sword is one of the ways in which a swordsman is familiar with the sword in his hand, which can cultivate the swordsman's sense of the sword.

Just when Pang Shiyuan was devoting himself to the sword, in the shadow of a bush in the community, a pair of blood-red eyes were staring at the light of his house.

The owner of the blood-red eyes was hiding in the shadows of the bushes in the same twisted position, its body twisting as if it had no bones.

What's even more incredible is that its body seems to change color with the shadows, so that its whole body melts into the shadows.