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"Ahem, ahem!"

Outside the stone house, Xiao Yi frowned slightly, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed open the stone door, the stone door of two hundred catties was insignificant to him now.

Shi Gong is still sorting out the herbs in the house, a bluestone jar is placed on the ground, the smell of medicine is very strong, a month has passed, Shi Gong seems to have aged a lot all of a sudden, and the back of the original somewhat rickety is more like a boiled prawn.

Xiao Yi faintly sensed something, the human race cultivates the flesh, cultivates the battle qi, refining blood, quenching bones, and melting souls, each realm is a life evolution, as long as you reach the realm of blood refining, you can live to be 100 years old, reach the realm of quenching bones, you can have a lifespan of 200 years, and as for the soul melting realm, you can live until you are 500 years old.

Shi Gong is now ninety-eight years old, and the battle a month ago has almost exhausted the most difficult mental strength.

"A hundred years old is enough. ”

Shi Gong's voice sounded, the old man did not look back, his tone was calm, under the medicine pestle, the unknown red herb was pounded into juice, bright red like blood, after a while, Shi Gong poured the medicinal juice into the bluestone jar and walked out of the stone house.

Xiao Yi looked at the stone table in the room, full of two stone bowls of cooked long pork, steaming hot, fragrant, broth crystal clear, mouth-watering.

"This world is so mysterious, I don't believe that there is nothing that can prolong life, I owe Shi Gong too much, even if I lose this life, I will try my best. ”

Xiao Yi's eyes were condensed, he ate a bowl of well-cooked fragrant pork, and as soon as the battle qi in his body was shocked, he completely digested it, and the wisps of blood and qi were integrated into the three heavenly veins to maintain daily life consumption.

When Xiao Yi walked out of the stone house again, the sunset had completely set, the moon rose tomorrow, Shi Gong was still sorting out some herbs that were dried during the day, and took a look at the vicissitudes of life, Xiao Yi walked through the stone house, walked towards the center of the tribe, bypassed dozens of stone houses, he came to a tall bluestone courtyard, this bluestone courtyard is four or five times the size of an ordinary stone house, the courtyard wall is made of square bluestone weighing thousands of pounds, there are three connected bluestone houses inside, and there are more than a dozen kinds of dried meat in the yard, Xiao Yi barely recognized three of them, but he has not hunted, just happened to encounter it in the wild ancient forest, and then avoided it far away, because each has a strength close to that of a median desolate beast.

Looking at the gate of the courtyard in front of him, carved from two huge bluestones weighing two pounds, Xiao Yi remembered that this was Shi Lei's home, Shi Lei's father, Shi Qiren, was the centurion of the tribal war division, and his cultivation had reached the realm of blood refining, and he could build an independent stone courtyard in the tribe to live.

The bloodstone tribe has strict ranks, ordinary clansmen and even soldiers can only live in general gray stone houses, Wu Chang-level strong people can live in white stone houses, and centurions can build independent stone courtyards, to the point of three thousand commanders, they can have independent bluestone buildings, and as for the patriarch Shi Zhixuan, there is a stone garden with a radius of 100 zhang.

"Brother Xiao!"

A voice sounded, this is Shi Lei, even if the sun has set, he is still in the yard to temper his marksmanship, Shi Lei's marksmanship is fast and fierce, it seems that a green shadow is dancing, his footwork is regular, the whole person breathes steadily, secretly reasonable, seeing Xiao Yi, his movements suddenly stopped, there is no reluctance between the rabbit and the falcons, and the marksmanship has been sent and received at will, Xiao Yi saw it in his eyes, and was secretly surprised in his heart, Shi Lei's marksmanship realm seems to be above him, regardless of the quality of marksmanship, just a bit of charm, he still has a way to go.

Chirping!

The two-pound bluestone door was pushed open by Shi Lei, but there was only a slight sound, Xiao Yi's heart moved, Shi Lei's cultivation was getting deeper and deeper, only a month apart, he had a tendency to penetrate the seventeenth heavenly vein, I believe that the breakthrough will be within a day or two.

Xiao Yi and Shi Lei don't have a deep friendship, but they get along well, Xiao Yi is here now, just to invite Shi Lei to enter the library of the Ministry of War, to find some records, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he has to fight for it.

"The library of the military department. Shi Lei thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, I'll go to the library tomorrow, and if I find it, I'll tell you." ”

"Shi Lei, practice guns. A loud voice came from the bluestone house.

"Yes, father. Shi Lei's expression was straight, and then he squeezed his eyes towards Xiao Yi, meaning to tell him not to leave first.

"The first style of wind and thunder marksmanship, the wind is thundering!"

Shi Lei shouted, the blue iron gun whined, the light cyan battle qi was floating, and the light cyan gun qi nearly two feet long was revealed on the tip of the gun.

Watching Shi Lei practice marksmanship, Xiao Yi's heart warmed, Wind Thunder Marksmanship is a third-rate military technique, in the Bloodstone Tribe, even if he is a strong person at the level of Wu Commander, he can only practice third-rate military skills, only a centurion is qualified to practice second-rate military skills, Shi Lei didn't let him go, just wanted to take the opportunity to let him observe and understand one or two, because he has not yet been recognized by the tribe, he has no qualifications to join the war division, and he cannot enter the military department to select military skills.

The barren ancient forest, the desolate beasts are rampant, every step is full of dangers, more means, you can have more vitality, Xiao Yi guessed Shi Lei's intentions, and immediately paid full attention to observe.

Wind and thunder marksmanship is divided into 12 types, from the first type of wind and thunder, to the ninth type of lightning and thunder, there is an offensive, there is a defensive position, the stone thunder carries the gun like the wind, the tip of the gun is fierce, each shot tears the air, makes a whining wind whistle, the dust is flying around, and the momentum is magnificent.

Nine-style wind and thunder marksmanship, Shi Lei practiced three times in a row, and by the end of the third trip, his momentum reached its peak, and his whole body was shrouded in battle qi, and the battle qi of the blue iron gun was infused, and the gun qi revealed by the tip of the gun became more and more condensed, and it was one foot six inches long.

"Tenth type, the first gathering of wind and thunder!"

Suddenly, Shi Lei burst into a shout, his eyes flashed, his right hand was weak, the green iron gun rotated like the wind, and the whole body was like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, converging on the tip of the gun, the one-foot-six-inch long gun gas suddenly condensed, blooming a dazzling green mang, and then melted like flowing water, covering the gun head, and then spread towards the gun body, but unfortunately it was difficult to enter the gun body after covering one-tenth of the gun body, despite this, at this moment, Shi Lei's body exuded a strong aura far beyond the previous one, Xiao Yi's heart was shaken, this style of charm, far above the other nine styles, there seems to be a trace of inexplicable things in it, indescribable, unclear, but fascinating。

Rumble!

The stone thunder stabbed out, and there was a muffled sound of thunder, and three feet away, the wooden stake that one person hugged instantly shattered, turning into sawdust falling in the sky.

His face was slightly pale, Shi Lei put away his gun and stood, took a deep breath, his face showed regret, and said: "It's a pity, the wind and thunder marksmanship is twelve styles, the first nine styles are ordinary moves, the last three styles are peerless, the three styles are peerless, one style is better than the other, even if it is the tenth style, it can barely reach the power of the second-rate military technique, but I have not been able to understand it, it seems that the cultivation is still lacking." ”

Three trips of wind and thunder marksmanship, plus the tenth type of wind and thunder first gathering, Xiao Yi has gained a lot, although he only has the shape, he does not know the force method, but it is confirmed by the basic marksmanship, I believe that soon, the marksmanship can go further, the most important thing is that there may be some changes in the future body.

In the past month, Xiao Yi has confronted the future body every day, sharpened his tactics, and also found some things, only he will, the future body will be displayed, but the realm stands at the commanding heights of the Great Perfection of Blood Refining, in Xiao Yi's opinion, he only has the shape of the ten-style wind and thunder marksmanship, if it is performed with the realm of the future body, I am afraid that it can go directly to the essence of the gods, and at least it will have seven or eight points of charm, if it is comprehended by him, it can also have more vitality in the barren ancient forest.

"Before I became a soldier, I just didn't use this wind and thunder marksmanship in front of people, and after I became a soldier, when I chose two third-rate military skills, I chose this wind and thunder marksmanship, and now it can be regarded as an early withdrawal. ”

Xiao Yi thought in his heart, and just wanted to say goodbye, a cold snort came from the bluestone house, and then, a tall middle-aged man walked out of the house, the middle-aged man was dressed in a black beast robe, looking very ordinary, with long hair slightly curly, and a pair of eyes as black as ink.

"If you don't comprehend that lifting weights lightly and having your own momentum, you will blame it on the lack of cultivation, you see, I only use the cultivation of the fifteen heavenly veins. ”

Airplanes!

The middle-aged man shook his empty hand, and the green iron spear that was originally in Shi Lei's hand suddenly buzzed, and Shi Lei's hand was shaken away, and it automatically fell into his hand.

Centurion, Shi Qiren!

Xiao Yi's expression was grim, this is Shi Lei's father, it turns out that he has been paying attention to everything in the yard, so he has already understood everything before, as for why he doesn't come out to stop it, the joints in it are a little intriguing.

Suddenly, Shi Qiren's momentum changed, an inexplicable depressing aura emanated, and the surrounding air seemed to become viscous, with it as the center, a piece of thumb-sized gravel suspended in a radius of three feet.

Xiao Yi's eyes flickered, this is the first battle realm of the blood refining realm, once comprehended, you can have your own momentum, this momentum does not refer to momentum, but a kind of spirit, which can bring great oppression to the opponent, and before you fight, you will crush the enemy at the spiritual level.

Xiao Yi carefully observed, this is also one of the defects of the future body, now his realm is too low, with the realm of the future body refining blood consummation, many times he is killed before he has time to comprehend the charm in it, if he reaches the realm of blood refining, he will advance by leaps and bounds, and soon reach the realm of blood refining consummation, because he already has a foundation, he can quickly pile up.

Of course, this is just Xiao Yi's speculation, in fact, even if he doesn't have the slightest foundation, under the tempering of his future body, at most half a year, he can comprehend the realm of weightlifting, compared to many captains, the centurion back then, it was already unbelievable, but this month, he was used to the improvement of archery, and he was not very satisfied with the comprehension speed of his own realm. (Ask for collections, ask for recommendation votes!)