Dajing Calendar.

Seven hundred and sixty-nine, January eighteen.

Taixi City, rain.

The rain was not heavy, it was hazy, and the clouds and mist gathered shrouded the entire Taixi City.

There are fewer pedestrians on the streets, but they are still flowing.

This scene has not changed much from before Shen Xiu left.

Returning to such a humane and bustling street, he even had a kind of palpitations in a trance, as if he was half a world away.

It's no wonder that he feels like this, whether it is the black demon bear before or the Yang family facing behind, although it is a little dangerous, it is not impossible to solve.

What really made him feel the pressure was the white bone demon who had been lured by the Red Fire Thief, and the pressure on him was too great.

Many times for him, it seemed that all escapes were useless.

It was also thanks to the effect of the golden cicada that it escaped.

Back in the courtyard, Shen Xiu slowed down for a while, then changed into a brand-new gray power suit, and went directly to the Foreign Affairs Hall to submit the task.

The rest of the time, Shen Xiu stayed in Taixi City.

Because there have been rumors in the city recently, there seems to be a white bone demon on the side of the mountain outside the city recently, and several caravans have gone out and been slaughtered cleanly.

Shen Xiu couldn't help but associate the White Bone Demon with the one he saw in Dawu Mountain.

Under such circumstances, the people in Taixi City are panicked, and most of them choose not to go out of the city if they can.

Shen Xiu of the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Pavilion.

To complete several tasks prescribed by the martial arts hall every month is to practice martial arts on your own.

The five servings of Peiyuan soup of the month were drunk in one go.

Now he has awakened his second talent and has become an innate martial artist.

One of the most significant changes was that he could feel that the effect of the Peiyuan Soup provided to him by the martial arts hall had been greatly reduced.

And the so-called Demon Beast Tonic Soup, the increased energy is even more negligible, and it has been reduced to his ordinary meal.

Not only him, but also his golden cicada, after the second transformation, the satiety given by the black demon beast has also decreased a lot.

After eating it all these days, it only adds less than five percent of the satiety.

It is said that the energy is reduced, but it is better to say that the upper limit of the upgrade consumed has increased, and the previous energy is far from enough.

However, at present, according to this amount of improvement, waiting for the third transformation of the Nine Transformations Golden Cicada is far away.

He was not in a hurry for a while, but put his mind on practicing martial arts.

The terrifying white bone demon was still wandering around the outside of the city, and Shanglin City, which was the capital city, heard that the adults in the Hanging Sword Division had been sent to deal with it.

But all this still has nothing to do with Shen Xiu, and he stays in Taixi City to practice martial arts with peace of mind.

At present, he has found a good place to practice martial arts, that is, to shuttle through the Lishui River in the north and south of Taixi City.

As he walked, he set up a fist fight, ran the thirteen potentials of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, and hit the Lishui River behind the martial arts hall all the way to the more prosperous covered bridge at the other end.

The boat painting boat downstream of the covered bridge is endless, and it is not lively.

On the way, he often saw the big yellow cow on the riverbank, but he turned around and ran away from a distance......

More than half a month has passed, but the temperature has dropped again.

Since the beginning of the scattered snow shadows, into the last goose feather heavy snow, from top to bottom, falling to the ground, really become a real white world.

Shen Xiu's pace of practicing boxing did not stop, and in the heavy snow, the snow followed the fist, and the snow accompanied the fist, still swaying freely and moving freely.

After doing it all over, the whole body was boiling, the mist was shrouded, and the chill around the body was empty.

The heavy snow continued, with light snow on duty for a few days, and then heavy snowfall, and he was back on duty.

It went on like this for a few days.

One day, Shen Xiu practiced boxing as usual, carrying the thirteen potentials along the Lishui River behind the martial arts hall, all the way to the side of the painting boat covered bridge.

Back and forth, and finally when he hit the river behind the martial arts hall again, Shen Xiu slammed his fist into the sky with comprehension.

In the bland punch, there is a fist with strong waves, and the breath is like rivers, lakes and seas.

The heavy snow in a radius of several meters was stagnant out of thin air, and it was actually knocked back by the strength of this punch! Condense into a vacuum!

In the midst of the snowstorm.

There is a hidden sound of the roar of the dragon and tiger!

Awe-inspiring breath, all at once!

Descending the dragon and subduing the tiger Gong stepped into the five realms, and it has reached its completion, and Shen Xiu has come to fruition by the Lishui River.

After reaching the Five Realms in this way, he did not practice again, but carried a big sword, went out of the martial arts hall and slashed in the wind and snow.

The river was covered with thick ice, and Shen Xiu practiced his sword on the ice, and he was stunned to practice the bloody battle knife technique into a chaotic cloak knife technique, but he didn't care at all, and used it indiscriminately.

On the 10th day of the second month.

A horse-drawn carriage drove silently across the snowy ground outside the city.

It is like a pen tip dipped in inkstone and pastel color, and a line is drawn lightly in the snow-white mountains and rivers.

At the end of the line, is Taixi City.

After the carriage entered Taixi City.

All kinds of eyes in the city are worried.

And the most unsettling is the city lord of Taixi City.

After the last cold winter, the weather is getting warmer in February.

There were a lot more people on the streets.

The ice on Lishui completely melted, and Shen Xiu began to practice the knife by the river again, and as he practiced, the knife technique stepped into the three realms, and it was already a little successful.

The second talent given by the golden cicada shelling began to manifest itself, and he of the innate martial body, in addition to the essential improvement in the speed of the body.

Even in terms of the speed of cultivation, it is also a great bonus.

……

A few days later, the first rain of spring fell in Taixi City.

The rain sprinkled cleanly and rinsed away the muddy water left over from the entire winter snow.

From last night until early in the morning.

The roof of the Jinhong Martial Arts Hall, as well as the bluestone slab-paved, dirty practice ground, were all washed clean and extremely bright.

At this time.

Xiang Shou, the deputy owner of the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Pavilion, his eyes are also very bright, like the sun washed in the spring rain.

As the deputy master of the leading martial arts hall in Taixi City, his status can be said to be the target of many people, but his attitude at this time is very humble.

Even humility with a hint of unspeakable flattery.

If the group of disciples outside saw their deputy hall master's appearance like this, I am afraid that their jaws would drop in shock.

All because there were two people standing in front of him.

The two men were a man and a woman.

The man was handsome and silent, carrying a richly decorated sword, while the woman was eighteen or nineteen years old, with a good face and a cold expression.

The two of them are similar, they are both dressed in a black brocade robe, with silver cloud edges on the cuffs.

Maybe it's the addition of clothes, Xiang Shou feels that these two people are not angry and arrogant, and they both exude a brave and breathtaking atmosphere.

"What help do the two adults need, I, the Golden Rainbow Martial Arts Pavilion, will do my best to help."

Xiang Shou whispered and asked, his eyes staring at the silver sword-shaped pattern on the hem of the two people's robes without blinking.

It was the symbol of the Dajing Hanging Sword Division, representing the prestige of the Dajing Dynasty and the most powerful power organization among them.