Since the anchor points are selected for the projection, those who have just died, then there is bound to be a problem -

How did these people die?

The first two anchors were fine, but they both died of illness, which was not unusual in ancient times.

But in addition to death from illness, death in war, drowning, starvation, etc., it is also possible to become a choice for projection.

If you are extremely unlucky, you may even be in some kind of bandit den that has just been exterminated, or simply a corpse that has just been stabbed to death and has just been exhausted, and suddenly starts to gasp again.

Looking at the other side, hey didn't die thoroughly, and then another knife came......

Isn't this a dead end?

Since the anchor is unique, this is not just a medium, but perhaps even a piece of history!

To prevent this.

At the media exchange, Jiang He specially chose a paintbrush as a medium.

If you are a painter, you will either die of serious illness or starvation...... It shouldn't be too difficult, right?

"After a lot of calculations, I missed a situation-"

"Being targeted by demons, sucking up all yang energy and dying!"

"I already knew how to choose a big knife!"

Ega cracked.

This is a bloody start!

However, no matter how much it collapses, it must continue.

A historical anchor is too precious for Jiang He to afford such a loss.

He brushed his fingers over the words, projecting his memories and the situation he was in, all revealing before his eyes.

A bed, a fox demon, and a painter who came back to life.

"Turning clouds and rain?"

The painter died because his essence was sucked dry, and now he is just coming back to life, hanging for half a breath, and he has to take care of it.

I probably didn't think I was going to die fast enough to choose this.

"Knowing love?"

No feelings!

According to the memories of the predecessors absorbed by the projection -

He was sleeping at home when suddenly a fox demon fell into the house and smashed a hole in the roof.

He was in a daze, and his essence was extracted on the spot, and he died in a coma on the spot.

This is not a gift of nephrite, this is a demon that plunders people's spirit!

What's the feeling?

"Fake Death and Flee ......"

Seems like a viable approach.

Some demons only like spirit, and the painter has been sucked dry, and he may hide from it if he pretends to be dead.

But it's too much of a gamble, what if the other party is a carnivorous monster?

After sucking the soup in the soup packet, do you have to eat the skin and filling again?

The first three options are not insured.

So......

[Personal Intervention]

The power bonus of personal intervention is calculated according to the peak level of the current projection.

As long as you put in the strength, at least you can restore the strength of a normal person, and you won't be completely without the strength to fight-

Fighting is definitely not beatable, even if Jiang He has combat experience, a painter who has never cultivated his fists and feet, fights a real monster with his bare hands.

It's as ridiculous as a one-year-old baby killing a tiger with a sliding shovel.

The point is to find a way to escape.

……

The hazy morning light pours into the house through the skylight.

Jiang He opened his eyes, and there was a slender woman lying beside him, judging from her closed eyes, she was the best in the world.

It's a pity that it has a snow-white fox tail, looming under the dress.

It's a fox demon.

"Then again......"

"The demonic spirit is extremely strong, there is no foxy smell, but a little inexplicable fragrance......"

Jiang He flashed this thought, and his heart was not shocked.

A demon is a demon.

He has been a human being for several lifetimes, and it's not that he hasn't seen a woman, let alone a vixen.

If you are a Chiling Daoist who has been slaying demons for 26 years in the past, you can cut it with one sword, and there won't be much nonsense.

It's a pity that now the tiger has fallen in Pingyang, and it is important to save his life.

While this fox demon is sleeping.

Jiang He tiptoed to his feet, without making a sound, and prepared to leave the room quietly.

A soft female voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Childe, where are you going?"

"People have three urgencies, go to the toilet."

Jiang He did not hesitate in his footsteps.

"Girl, it's still early, you can rest for a while, wait for a while, and the time will be long......"

The voice did not fall.

A white shadow flashed.

saw that the woman in white was in front of her, and her pale face was still a little flushed.

"Gongzi Hugh wants to laugh, the slave family is not a fox who absorbs people's spirit, but a white fox who absorbs the aura of heaven and earth......"

"Oh?"

Jiang He didn't say much, just looked at her quietly.

The face of the defective yang energy seems to be a silent accusation.

The woman couldn't go on.

Her face turned redder and she shook her head.

"The slave family was chased and killed by the enemy, and he fled so far last night, and he was already on the verge of death, driven by instinct, and only then did he suck the yang energy of the son......"

"This is the fault of the slaves."

"Fortunately, the son is safe, and the slave family is also relieved, the grace of saving his life, and the grass in the ring will be repaid."

With that, the figure dissipated in the room.

I don't know where I went, but there was only a little fragrance left.

Jiang He looked at the empty room and the hole that had opened a big hole, and couldn't help but fall into silence-

That's it?

Think about it yourself, if you encounter a great enemy.

Just now, I had even figured out what method to use to avoid and survive once the fox demon made a move, and how to use the only strength to attract the officers and soldiers by shouting loudly, and scare the demon back......

As a result, the fox demon patted his buttocks, and this is gone?

Thinking of the incomparably thin demonic aura on the fox demon.

Her words do not seem entirely implausible.

"So what?"

"The painter was not sucked in some yang energy, but was directly by her."

"If I hadn't projected it here, would she have apologized to a corpse?"

"Moreover, she said that there is an enemy chasing and killing, and maybe I will be implicated......"

Jiang He made a decision.

Let's not end the projection yet.

Instead, taking advantage of the fact that the projection power did not disappear and his physique was not too weak, he hurriedly ran away.

By the way, on the way to escape, practice the exercises and regain strength.

After several lifetimes of war, as long as you have a certain amount of basic skills, the real power you can exert will be ten times and a hundred times that of ordinary monks!

……

Making a decision, Jiang He sorted out some belongings a little and left Qinghe Town overnight.

In fact, there are not many belongings.

The predecessor had a small family asset, but most of them were used to buy painting tools, picture scrolls and other professional props.

Even if Jiang He digested his memory, he no longer knew anything about painting, and he was unwilling to put his mind on painting for the time being.

Life is at stake, and skills can be put back.

If you only count cash, then it is not much.

Jiang He didn't care either, and went straight on the road with a little entanglement.

With his level, as long as he recovers a certain strength, whether it is hunting or something else, he can easily survive and be safe.

As for the next goal......

Jiang He was set in the imperial state and the imperial capital.

First, in the peaceful and prosperous world, there is nothing safer than at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

can help Jiang He survive the weakest early stage.

Second, the most well-known Taoist temple of the Meng Dynasty is located in the imperial capital.

In the week, Jiang He planned to learn the top exercises of the Meng Dynasty first and update his skill pool.

The highest priority is naturally the Dao Law Sword Technique.

With the first two anchors as a basis, it would be too stupid to not learn it.

Learn what you should learn first, and then try to learn other things later, so as to improve the comprehensiveness of the exercises of the Heroic Vest.

If all the Heroic Spirits can only use swordsmanship, it will be too monolithic.

It also needs some Heroic Spirits who are good at supporting and other skills, so as to form a well-rounded team.

"Sure enough, it was only the first day that was hard."

"As long as you get through that difficulty, the next road will be much easier."

Jiang He is just an ordinary person now, and he doesn't have too many entanglements.

He could only measure the land of the Meng Dynasty with his feet, and walked towards the court step by step.

Fortunately, he was used to these, and he didn't feel bored, but was intoxicated by the scenery of the mountains and forests, and the Tao was natural.

It is very pleasant to travel during the day and rest at night.

What made him feel a little depressed was the speed of his cultivation-

When he recultivated the Dao Method, he noticed that although this body had been sucked away a lot of essence and his body was empty, the Yuan Yang had not been discharged, the origin had not been lost, and there was still a chance to remedy it.

To put it simply, it's still a virgin.

However, the lack of essence cannot be made up for in three days and two nights.

In order to replenish the essence qi, Jiang He absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, which was basically used for this, and his cultivation speed slowed down greatly.

This is a hollowed-out furnace, right?

Jiang He was a little depressed, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

It's okay to be alive, everything else is trivial.

After all, in the last years of the Jing Dynasty, Senior Brother Zhang and Xiang Nu even had children, aren't they still cultivating well?

There is an impact, but not much.

Just when Jiang He was thinking about how to replenish his essence.

One day, Jiang He stayed at the mountain temple overnight and meditated.

When I opened my eyes at dawn, I found that there were some heavenly treasures that replenished essence and blood and recuperated vitality, and there was a little familiar fragrance on them.

“……”

He has been on the road for a month and has traveled through most of Queensland.

This fox demon actually chased after him and fed himself with medicinal materials to replenish his body?

Jiang He smiled.

Thought that was the end of it.

Who would have thought that another few days would pass.

Jiang He woke up from meditation one day, and saw that there were more natural treasures around him, more and more precious than last time.

Since then, about every few days.

Either there will be more medicinal herbs around him, or there will be more beast prey.

"Is this fox demon really?"

After so many days, Jiang He didn't have much hostility towards that fox demon.

The fact that the other party can go back and forth freely every day without him noticing it shows that his strength is far beyond his own.

has a power far beyond himself, but he did not take the opportunity to eat himself, nor did he leave.

Running around every day to repay the good for the things that previously absorbed yang energy......

It's simply a moral model in the yokai world.

Most of her previous statements are also true.

"Since what she said is true, don't you need to hide from the chase anymore, follow me here?"

Jiang He scratched his head, puzzled.

However, there is no hostility without hostility.

He didn't contact the fox demon, let alone ask questions like whether she was being hunted down, she should hurry, and she should practice.

The right to be a fox demon does not exist.

I didn't touch anything that the fox demon brought.

That's all there is to both.

One walks, one chases.

Until Jiang He arrived in Dizhou, close to the imperial capital, he had not seen any medicinal prey for half a month.

The fox demon had disappeared, and seemed to be completely dead.

"It's finally over......

Jiang He shook his head.

Although he felt that this fox demon was not evil in nature, he also inherited the body of a painter.

Turning a blind eye to it, only then can the mind be clear.

"No matter what, I shouldn't see this fox demon in the future."

"Now that you've passed the beginning, it's important to practice naturally."

The time had come, and Ega ended his interference.