Ji Chen didn't pay attention to Zhao Bantou and them, he glanced at his attributes.

Lifespan: 80

Strength: Build a foundation

Exercise: Descending the Dragon Heart - Level 2 (can be improved)

Knife Technique: Draped Knife Technique - Perfection

Kill: 4635

Prestige: 63

In this battle, the harvest was very high, and more than 4,000 killing points were obtained.

Sure enough, only killing people is the best way to practice.

In fact, from the moment Yulan entered the temple, Ji Chen knew that this battle was inevitable.

Although she acted very well, Ji Chen saw through the tea on her body at a glance.

The broken saber was stuck in the ground by him, and he held the knife with one hand, standing next to the burning mountain temple, and began to improve the dragon subjugation method.

The third layer of the Dragon Descending Heart Method requires three thousand killing points.

Ji Chen didn't hesitate and directly consumed three thousand killing points.

The true dragon blood qi in his body began to surge, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura began to converge towards him and was absorbed by his body.

However, this place is in the wilderness, and the aura is thin, which is not enough for him to advance.

At this time, the earth spirit qi under his feet was also extracted and poured into his body along the soles of his feet.

This phenomenon made Ji Chen a little surprised.

However, in the next second, something that surprised him even more happened.

The demon pill in his arms was actually extracting essence from the dragon descending heart method.

This......

Ji Chen was completely numb.

"This dragon descending heart method is really domineering, and meat and vegetarian are not taboo."

His body is changing, transforming, every inch of skin, every inch of flesh and blood is changing, and the blood and qi in his body are growing.

This feeling is already familiar to Ji Chen, after all, the foundation has been built twice, and this is the third time.

With the passage of time, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth no longer converged towards him, the earth spirit qi under his feet also stopped extracting, and the demon pill in his arms had disappeared, and it was completely refined by the dragon descending heart method.

Ji Chen successfully stepped into the third realm of foundation building.

There are still one thousand six hundred and thirty-five killing points left, and the next realm needs four thousand.

Ji Chen continued to operate the Dragon Descending Heart Method, warming the realm until the sky was white, and the mountain temple had been burned to ashes. He stopped the exercises, pulled out the knife on the ground, and walked towards Fenglin Town.

The first few people of Zhao Ban didn't close their eyes at all, and hurriedly got up and left.

The group braved the biting cold wind and walked towards Maple Grove Town, and two hours later, a city wall appeared in front of everyone.

The city walls are not majestic, and the wasteland here can barely withstand the attacks of small monsters and the small-scale impact of the Snow Clan.

But it's only barely able to resist.

Ever since Ji Chen could remember, Maple Grove Town had always existed, a border town without the town demon division to guard it, and it had not been reduced to the rations of the Wasteland Snow Clan for so many years, or the city was destroyed by powerful monsters, which was a miracle in itself.

There were no soldiers patrolling the city walls, except for a few soldiers at the gates, smoking dry cigarettes and occasionally suffocating strong wine.

After Ji Chen and his party entered the city, they went straight to the county government to hand over the task.

The process is quite simple, the county order interrogated a few words, and then the main book verified, and after confirming that it is correct, the money will be given directly.

Generally, the county government does not dare to deduct the money of this kind of demon slaying.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's unnecessary, after all, this kind of border town is not guarded by the town demon division, and many things still depend on these demon slayers.

If you offend once, you won't be invited the second time.

The relationship between the county government and the demon slayer is that I pay the money, you give the life, and everyone cooperates happily.

Anyway, the money spent can be reimbursed from above, public money, is that called money!

Two brand-new silver tickets were handed over to Ji Chen, each with a thousand taels.

The currency of Daxia is specially made by the household, divided into two kinds of gold and silver tickets, not only waterproof function, but also anti-counterfeiting function, the lowest denomination is 100 taels, the highest is 10,000 taels.

Transactions below 100 taels are made directly in silver or copper coins.

One tael of silver is equal to one thousand copper coins.

Zhao Ban and others had three taels of silver a month, that is, three thousand copper coins.

In this border town, it is already a lot of income.

After all, a bun is only two copper coins.

There are two copper coins for steamed buns, and two copper coins for fried dough sticks.

There are two copper coins for soybean milk, and a bowl of tofu brain is only five copper coins.

For Xiaoliu's death, the county magistrate mourned a few words of mourning, and then instructed the lord to give a death pension of fifty taels of silver.

In the border wasteland, fifty taels for a life is no longer cheap, and this is still the reason why Xiaoliu has a system.

After all, in this world where demons are haunted, dragons and snakes rise to land, and gods and ghosts reach the sky, people are like ants, and their lives are like grass mustard.

The founding of Great Xia, if it were not for the Demon Suppression Division to suppress the Eight Desolations and Ten Lands and keep the peace in the world, the world would have turned into purgatory.

In addition to the Demon Suppression Division, there are also powerful immortal sects and individuals among the human race.

There are warriors who rely on their bodies to open mountains and break rivers, Confucianism raises his hand to suppress demons in the snap of his fingers, the master of Xianmen flies thousands of miles away with a sword, and the great power of Buddhism is immortal and captures the dragon with one hand.

In such a dangerous world, as a traverser, when the living conditions are still acceptable, only when the brain is sick will he think of making great achievements and making immortal achievements.

Therefore, Ji Chen could only sigh with emotion, life is impermanent.

After coming out of the county office, Ji Chen went directly to the private school in Fenglin Town.

He lives there.

In this barren and cold place, there is still a private school, which can be called a miracle, but he still exists.

Mr. Fang is the only master in this private school, when Ji Chen was seven years old, he was brought to Fenglin Town by his cheap father to study with Mr. Fang, so Mr. Fang is also Ji Chen's teacher.

Ji Chen's examination of Tongsheng and Xiucai was recommended by Mr. Fang.

Who knew that after he finished the Xiucai exam, he didn't take the exam directly, and blew his beard angrily to Mr. Fang.

As for Mr. Fang, his origin is very mysterious.

According to the people in the town, Mr. Fang is not a native of Fenglin Town, but an outsider, and some people say that he was sent by the imperial court.

When I first arrived, it was very atmospheric, unlike ordinary people, and the huge car pulled a whole cart of books.

It's hard to imagine that a master was alone, driving an old horse and pulling a cart of books, and safely came to a deserted town like Fenglin Town, without being devoured by demons on the way.

Mr. Fang also lives in a private school, and when he is fine, he leans back on the rocking chair to drink tea and watch the stars.

Ji Chen approached Mr. Fang and said, "Sir, I'm back." ”

Mr. Fang opened his eyes and glanced at Ji Chen.

"The anger on my body is a lot heavier, let's kill a lot of people!"

Ji Chen nodded, he was not surprised that Mr. Fang could see that he had killed someone, Mr. Fang's eyes were very wise.

"It's good to have a clear conscience, and some things that seem good are not necessarily good. What seems bad is not necessarily bad. I have read thousands of books in my life, and I have traveled thousands of miles, and I am used to seeing black and white, good and evil, and in the end, it is nothing more than good words, and good and bad are written by the victors. ”

"Emperor Xia created the foundation of Great Xia, killed from the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, turned dry bones into a mountain, and achieved the current Great Xia Divine Kingdom, but some people say that he is evil, the world is never black and white, neither good nor evil, everything is worthy of the heart."

"Maple Grove Town is too small, a good man shouldn't be trapped in this small place, you should also go out for a walk and see the magnificent world outside."

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