The martial arts cheats of this realm are divided into four levels of heaven and earth Xuanhuang from high to low, and each level is divided into upper, middle and lower grades.

The Yellow Rank Upper Grade Martial Arts is enough to cultivate to the seventh rank of a martial artist.

Bai Shou's wife and grandfather were once centurions in the army, and they relied on a lot of military exploits in exchange for these inheritances, as well as a great family.

It's a pity that his father was addicted to gambling and was calculated, and all his ancestral belongings were lost.

Now it has been reduced to living in the mountains.

"I have become a small master of the Seven Killing Knife, and I am already proficient in the power skills of the star-chasing arrow, even if I am a good hand in the army."

"It's a pity that the Xuan-level martial arts need true qi to be fully displayed, that is the divine power of a middle third-grade martial artist, and my cultivation is still too low."

Bai Shoumo was holding two books of martial arts, the content of which he had already memorized, and finally he opened "Military Dao Gong".

The nine-rank martial artist boils the qi and blood, and the eight-rank martial artist tempers the skin and flesh, and each exercise has a different method of quenching.

Carefully watching "Military Dao Gong", Bai Shou had already known the refining method in it, and now it was just a matter of checking and filling in the gaps before cultivation.

Seeing that there was no mistake in the content of the exercise and in his memory, Bai Shou no longer hesitated, took out a pill and took it.

Began his first cultivation after breaking through the eighth rank.

The majestic power of qi and blood exploded from the abdomen, and was refined by Bai Shou wisps of wisps, refining flesh and blood, and the red blood was wrapped around the skin.

A quarter of an hour later, Bai Shou completely refined the elixir, but his brows were furrowed: "After the breakthrough, the medicinal power of the elixir has become weaker!" ”

When he was a nine-rank martial artist, an ordinary elixir was worth ten days of penance.

After the breakthrough, he could only practice for one day.

"Then these elixirs with Dan patterns are not better?"

Pinching the elixir contributed by Zhang Laosan, Bai Shou hesitated for a moment and threw the elixir into his mouth.

With a bang, the qi and blood that were much larger than the ordinary elixir burst out, like a wild horse running wild in the meridians.

A nine-rank martial artist can only extract five such Dan Pattern Qi and Blood Pills, which shows its preciousness.

This time, Bai Shou had been refining for an hour before he opened his eyes, and his expression was slightly emotional:

"A Dan pattern elixir is almost worth ten days of cultivation, and it is really ten times the difference, but unfortunately, it is too little!"

In the stone tower, Li Chandao, who watched Zhang Laosan's life as a movie, also noticed the movement of the outside world, and laughed inexplicably:

"So, one Zhang Laosan is worth fifty pheasants?"

"However, Zhang Laosan, who cultivates the Yellow Rank Lower Grade Exercises, can produce Danwen Immortal Pill, which is also worth the money."

Theoretically, as long as there is enough high-quality elixir, a martial arts master can be piled up.

However, it is difficult to find a beast whose strength is comparable to that of a warrior, and the easiest way to get the Danwen elixir is-

Homicide.

"It's strange, what I need to advance is the Origin Mark of the Fierce Beast, how do I feel that there is a tendency to develop towards the Demon Dao Evil Weapon now?"

Li Chandao touched his chin, and he also found that after becoming a tower spirit, he didn't seem to have any aversion to killing people, and he was no longer human.

Now he can't communicate with the tower bearer, let's take one step at a time.

In the outside world, Bai Shou practiced for a day, roasted the pheasant and ate it, and waited until dusk before he walked out of the cave.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a village located, with smoke curling, and a lot of farmland has been carved out by the mountains and rivers.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, he crept into the village, and his figure was well hidden, and he was not seen:

"This should be Zhang Laosan's house, which is a lot more dilapidated than before."

Looking at the few thatched huts in front of him, Bai Shou shook his head lightly, and sneaked into the courtyard wall from the back through the fence.

Inside the house, the lights are like beans, and the two dolls gather around the kang and eat gruel like clear water.

A seven-year-old girl and a four-year-old boy.

"Sister, why hasn't my father come back yet, I miss him!"

"Well, my father has gone hunting, and after eating porridge and going to sleep, my father will be able to come back, and maybe there will be meat to eat."

"Is there really meat to eat, Sister? Then I'll go to sleep right now and give you a warm bed. ”

The sound of rustling came out, and Bai Shou rubbed his eyebrows.

Zhang Laosan has two older sisters, who have been married for many years, and now they don't know whether they are dead or alive.

These two dolls, bitter.

"If it is known that Zhang Laosan is dead, it may attract the government, and it will be troublesome, I will help these two dolls for a while, and I will treat Zhang Laosan as if he is not dead!"

As if talking to himself, Bai Shou took out a few pieces of jerky and put them in the pot in the kitchen.

He didn't give the money, for fear that the villagers would be greedy.

The jerky is very good, and outsiders only think that Zhang Laosan secretly played it back, so the people in the village naturally dare not bully, and the dolls can also exchange jerky for food.

As for Zhang Laosan's accomplices, Bai Shou didn't know him at all, and it would inevitably arouse suspicion if he inquired, so he had to give up.

Li Chandao looked at this scene, although Bai Shou was decisive in killing, he had his own bottom line after all.

Although the bottom line is not high, it is.

It's not a good person, but it can't be said to be a big evil.

It's not bad that the stone tower fell into the hands of such a person.

Packed up, a figure melted into the night and quickly left here.

……

The next day, Bai Shou hunted pheasants and hares on the mountain again, and prepared to leave Daqingshan in the face of the sun.

"Hey, what a pretty fox!"

A slight sound came, the dead branch was trampled off, Bai Shou's ears moved lightly, and he suddenly looked back and saw a snow-white fox squatting in the distance.

The white fox's fur was as white as snow, and it was beautiful, and its black jewel-like pupils stared directly at the pheasant in his hand.

The white fox was quite spiritual, felt the murderous aura of the hunter, and with a roar, disappeared into the lush bushes in an instant.

"Hugh run! Just catch it back and make a fox fur for Cuicui! ”

Bai Shou was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, so he left the chicken and rabbit carcass and chased after him.

Such beautiful fur is far more valuable than ordinary beasts, and is most sought after by those who have money.

It is the favorite prey of Orion.

Qi and blood perfused into his legs, Bai Shou ran like the wind, agile like an ape, and soon saw the trace of the white fox.

He raised his longbow, not daring to use a sharp arrow, lest he destroy the precious fox skin, but took out the clay ball from the leather bag.

Shout! Shout! Shout!

The strength of the eight-rank martial artist is so great, the bow is full of the moon, and the pottery ball is pouring out like a bullet.

The soil was splashed, the grass roots and the ground were torn off, the arm-thick branches were broken, and the broken leaves were flying.

Although the white fox was agile and vigorous, he still couldn't completely dodge, and was hit by two pottery beads on his hind legs and waist.

The slender leg bone was directly broken, and the white fox fell to the ground, paralyzed.

Shui Lingling's big eyes stared at the visitor, and his mouth kept whimpering.

Bai Shou was unmoved, stretched out his big hand, and twisted the neck of the white fox: "In the next life, let's have a good baby!" ”

In the stone tower, Li Chandao is a little pity, this little white fox is very cute, and it should be very popular to sell pets.

Lifting the fox corpse, Bai Shou returned to the way he came, and picked up most of the pottery beads along the way.

Seeing that the two pheasants and the mountain hare were not taken away by the beasts, Bai Shou breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face became relaxed.

He suddenly pulled out a knife and snorted, and was about to peel off the fox's skin.

Well? This kid is quite versatile!

Li Chandao was still sighing, the white fox skin had been completely peeled off, and then the stone pagoda was placed next to the fox corpse.

Although the skinned fox corpse was bloody and hideous, Li Chandao was very happy.

This kid, go on the road!

The light flashed, and looking at a pill that appeared in place, Bai Shou sighed lightly.

Compared with the size of the human race, the wild things in the mountains are too small, and the elixir also produces less.

Perhaps, the correct use of the fairy tower is to kill people?

Bai Shou, as a hunter, killed people again, and in the past few days, with his strength, his courage has also increased.

Li Chandao was immersed in the excitement brought by devouring, and a broken white fox mark appeared at the bottom of the tower, taking a big step forward from advancement.

Along the official road outside the village, walked three miles on foot, a prosperous ancient city came into view, and people came and went at the city gate, which was quite prosperous.

On the black-pressed city wall, an ancient bluestone protrudes slightly, engraved on it-

Linshan Castle!