"Ascension!"

After spending 10,008 Fame points, Xing Meng successfully raised the Split Sword Duel to the tenth layer.

Instantly.

One after another, the sword qi of slaughter was condensed and formed in the body.

Cracking the sword, the focus is on "cracking".

Fission!

The sword light is like weaving, layered back and forth, weaving a large net.

A sword qi gave birth to a second, third, hundreds, and thousands of ......

With the injection of the third true qi, Xing Meng's dantian was instantly much more exciting.

The glittering water moon true qi.

The red flame is monstrous Red Thanos Yang True Qi.

and the current King Kong Cracking Sword True Qi.

Around the Changchun Guiyuan True Qi Column, circling.

After the five hard skills and two qigongs were improved, Xing Meng took out a pill and swallowed it into his abdomen.

Although his physical body is now extremely strong, it is enough to withstand the simultaneous improvement of several exercises.

But this time, he improved five hard skills and two qigongs in one go.

Taking pills as a supplement can effectively reduce his recovery period.

The power of the medicine rolled, and it was instantly swallowed by his powerful digestion ability. With Xing Meng's current appetite, even if it is a stone, throw it into his mouth and chew it, and swallow it, he can digest it.

Stretching out his palm, three streams of true qi appeared in his palm one after another.

"Try the might."

Xing Meng thought about it and walked to the small martial arts training ground in the courtyard.

Reaching out to cover the surface of the stone lock, the true qi of the cracking sword burst out, like a TBM roadheader, spinning the stone lock into countless powders and sprinkling them on the ground.

TBM, but it is a boring machine for undersea tunnels! If it continues to be enhanced, it will be as powerful as a real TBM...... Tut!

"Metallic exercises, the attack power is undoubtedly the strongest!"

Xing Meng thought of what Master Zhan told him about eyesight, attack, foot, and resistance.

The latter three, with the superposition of exercises, are all continuing to grow.

Eyesight, on a physical level, the innate true air flow through the eyes, will make the eyes clear and clear, and the vision skyrockets.

At the spiritual level, "eyesight" requires constant fighting and accumulation of experience.

"Seeing with eyesight" will naturally improve.

"However, properties don't determine everything, high temperatures can melt steel, but ordinary flames can't even light wet clothes for a while, let alone steel.

Putting aside the dose and talking about toxicity, it's all hooliganism! ”

Intensity, which is determined by the total amount as well as the unit intensity.

"It's a pity that the pig killing knife technique can't be improved anymore, and I need a higher-level spell now......"

Weapons are auxiliary things that can greatly improve their strength.

Xing Meng didn't want to rely entirely on weapons, but he didn't refuse this assistance either.

After practicing martial arts for two hours, Xing Meng took a bath, refreshing and refreshing.

Back to the study, spread out the paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

Began to write the content of "Journey to the West" and "The Biography of Children and Heroes".

The newspaper, which has been serialized for nearly 20 days, occupies a large market share in the southern state capital.

There are many readers.

Correspondingly, there are many fans.

Xing Meng heard Ah Zhong say that some fanatical fans ran to one of the several major bookstores of Miaoyin's house and frantically urged the draft, which caused chaos for a while.

In this state, Xing Meng couldn't cry or laugh at the same time, but also secretly happy, the creation of the newspaper can be said to be very successful!

Of course, without these best-selling classics in the previous life, even if you start a newspaper, it will be in vain.

In fact, in this world, although there is no newspaper that is regularly published every day, there are also single books such as scripts and romances.

Xing Meng's idea can only be regarded as innovation, not how advanced it is!

Moreover, the government also has a newspaper, but it is only a window for the official release of news, which is not timely and not open to ordinary people.

Therefore, Xing Meng's "People's Daily" can become popular and sell well.

But when you think about it, it's also a bit ironic.

Plague is rampant, but the people do not know the specific truth.

Even panicking doesn't help, and you can only anesthetize the spirit by reading novels.

In fact, in troubled times, the sales of newspapers are not necessarily bad.

For example, in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China in the previous life, several newspapers sold very well, especially the Xianxia Grandmaster Huanzhu Lou who wrote popular novels and Zhang Hatshui, the representative of the Mandarin Duck and Butterfly faction, were among the best best-selling writers.

Especially Zhang Hatshui, Lao She called him the first writer known to women and children, and Lu Xun's mother also continued to read it, saying that it was better than what Lu Xun wrote!

This shows that running a newspaper in troubled times is not looking for death!

This is also the reason why Xing Meng wants to start a newspaper to enhance his reputation.

It's a pity that he is not strong enough now, and the newspaper can only use it to publish entertainment things like novels.

If you want to publish other things, you must wait for the strength to be sufficient and there is sufficient security.

Whew!

Keep writing.

There are thousands of texts in the chest, and the pen is like a god.

Xing Meng writes very fast, and with his strength, he is completely different from ordinary scholars, and he will not get tired after writing for a few days and nights.

I wrote for an afternoon, and I wrote dozens of pages.

"After dealing with the affairs of the Golden Snake Gang in the past two days, I will hand over Miaoyin."

Xing Meng pondered.

……

……

Night.

The night is dark, and it is warm.

The leaves are swaying, the insects and birds are singing, and it is the turn of spring and summer.

The weather is getting warmer day by day.

Xing Meng stood in the courtyard, looking up at the sky, the stars were dotted, and the stars were bright.

The government released a message saying that the plague has stopped, and the people in the counties are fine, but the people in the towns and villages are empty!

According to statistics, hundreds of towns in the entire Nanzhou capital were affected, and it is estimated that more than 100,000 people were killed!

But now, it's all over.

The dead people provided the family with more abundant qi and blood resources.

Those who are alive, even if there is a continuous famine, after all, the number is small, there will be no food shortage, and they will be able to survive this year

When the famine has passed and food is sufficient, the living will begin to procreate and reproduce like crazy.

A steady stream of new populations is being produced.

Then wait for the next round of natural disasters such as famines, floods, blizzards, etc.

and, the plague that followed.

Caused widespread population deaths.

and then provide the family with a huge amount of blood resources.

But now, with the exception of a few harvesting bases, it is relatively safe.

When will the Iron Fist smash all this!?

The state capital, the provincial capital, the national capital......

vassal family, sub-family, main family......

Xing Meng's heart was gloomy.

I don't know who is sacred in the mouths of the two men and women of the family who were killed by him before, the so-called "Shizu", the person who created the family's ruling system?

Why......

Create such a system?

The selfish gene?

Bloodthirsty?

The people of the family, who have a blood network, are very different from ordinary people, are they inherited by nature for some special reason, or are they made?

Or do people from the family belong to the same species as ordinary people?

Not really "human" at all!

Therefore, the people of the family regard ordinary people as livestock.

Xing Meng's heart, this terrible thought, lingered.

"It's foggy!"

Xing Meng sighed.

In the kitchen, Mengyun walked out with a large crockpot of medicinal food.

This is a habit that Xing Meng has developed, and the supper at night is a medicinal diet, which contains old hens, big bones, and all kinds of precious medicinal materials.

"Childe, it's time for medicinal food." Mengyun called softly.

"Okay."

Xing Meng turned his head and said, "Put it on the table." ”

Mengyun snorted, obediently put the crockpot away, turned around and walked out of Xing Meng's room, and said to Xing Meng, who was standing under the eaves: "Son, finish drinking early, and I'll collect it later." ”

"No need, collect it tomorrow morning and rest early."

Xing Meng glanced at Mengyun, saw that his eyes were full of smoke, and he bit his lip lightly, showing a seductive charm, and he already knew what it meant.

"Okay then."

Seeing this, Mengyun showed disappointment in his eyes, so he had to nod his head in response.

The world is not peaceful, she consciously left Xing Meng, helpless, and I am afraid that she will not be able to cope with the dangers of the outside world.

Rather than this, it is better to rely on Xing Meng's umbrella.

But the only thing she can do is her posture.

Figure, appearance, is her capital.

But she also knew that she had fallen into the dust, and Xing Meng would definitely not look down on her, so she planned to recommend herself as a pillow and be a bed warmer.

It's a pity that Xing Meng calmly refused.

After standing for a moment, Xing Meng walked back to the room.

The crockpot was already slightly cool, and the boiling heat had stopped, and only a faint white gas came out.

It's okay if it's cold, roll into Xing Meng's stomach with strong digestion, there is no difference between cold and hot.

"Bell!"

Remove the lid of the crockpot.

Xing Meng's eyes suddenly froze.

A round head, boiled in a crockpot.

At the chin, it has been boiled to a thin scale.

Slimy, soggy.

Above, the eyes are white and miserable, and the hair is slightly messy.

However, Xing Meng frowned and looked closely, and he could vaguely distinguish the appearance of this person.

Lee County Order!

"It's ......"

"Real, or illusory?"

Xing Meng didn't expect that Li County's order would be beheaded and placed in the crockpot where he boiled medicinal food.

Who is it?

Dream clouds?

No way!

Mengyun doesn't have this kind of strength.

And judging from Mengyun's expression just now, he didn't know that there was a head in the crockpot at all, and thought it was just a normal medicinal diet.

"Who could that be?"

Xing Meng's thoughts turned sharply, but his expression was silent.

In the body, the qigong is running, and the true qi is quietly unfolding, probing everything around it!

If it is done by someone else, then this person's strength should not be weak, the key is that this method is not like ordinary methods.

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