"If you want to get better martial arts and more time for cultivation, you must keep completing tasks. ”

Shi Xiaole thought about it, and after all, he didn't impulsively stimulate the task to the system.

His martial arts are low now, so it's good if he inspires a one-star mission, but if he's lucky, he inspires a five-star mission, and it would be funny.

What's more, who knows what the difficulty of a one-star mission is.

In short, this matter is not urgent, and if it is not done well, it will kill someone.

Shi Xiaole can't bet.

After some tossing, it was late, he hurriedly went to the room of the Sword Painting School to have dinner, and then returned to the house, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to silently use the basic martial arts of the Sword Painting School.

After a while, a wisp of invisible white gas emerged from Shi Xiaole's nostrils, surrounding him like a small snake.

And in his feelings, there was a breath of qi in his body, and along with the route of the mental method, it was transported to a place of an inch and a third below the navel, which is what ordinary people call the lower dantian.

In the realm of martial arts in this world, there is a saying that the three pills are broken, the three levels are broken, and the three elements are passed. And the Tibetan Qi Realm is the first realm in the Three Dans.

"It's strange, in the memory of the original owner, he improved two small realms a year, and he was considered to be in the middle and upper echelons of the Sword Painting School, why is this luck so simple in my opinion?"

An hour later, Shi Xiaole opened his mouth and inhaled and woke up from his meditation.

He had a feeling that it wouldn't be long before he would be able to break through to the Triple Hidden Qi. Shi Xiaole judged that this was not due to the accumulation of the original owner, or only part of the reason.

The bigger reason is still on myself.

"Soul fusion, so practicing martial arts is twice the result with half the effort?"

Shi Xiaole muttered to himself.

"Forget it, it's a good thing anyway, I can't figure it out for the time being, so why bother exploring so much. ”

A little tired, Shi Xiaole simply didn't think about it anymore, blew out the candles in the room, stripped off and fell asleep on the bed.

Nothing happened overnight.

At dawn the next day, Shi Xiaole had already finished washing up and began to practice Huashan swordsmanship in the courtyard, and by the way, he also practiced the basic swordsmanship of the Sword Painting School several times.

This is the advantage of being a disciple of the family, having an independent courtyard, and not having to worry about being disturbed.

Unfortunately, the calm was quickly broken by a few uninvited guests.

Bang!

The gate of the courtyard was kicked open and slammed against the wall, and several disciples of the Sword Painting Sect with arrogant faces swaggered in.

Shi Xiaole stopped and looked at them.

"Yo, Senior Brother Shi is so diligent! While others are still sleeping, you get up to practice, what a martial arts master's material. ”

The leader was seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and thin, and when he said this, everyone else laughed.

"It's not easy for a few people, in order to get up so early. ”

Shi Xiaole's voice was flat.

In my memory, it was these people who bullied the original owner all year round, sometimes alone, sometimes in groups, and simply regarded bullying the original owner as a joy in life.

And the original owner is stoic and withdrawn, with a bit of a cowardly character, never refusing to tell the boss the reason, always thinking about waiting for martial arts to advance, and revenge himself.

This stupid boy has suffered so many sins in vain.

"Senior Brother Shi, has your body recovered?"

Yang Yuan narrowed his eyes.

Yesterday, I didn't take it seriously, and I once thought that I had killed this kid, which made a few of them frightened, and if they hadn't heard the news from others, they almost packed up and fled.

This kid is good, he is practicing martial arts quietly, he really damn it!

Shi Xiaole said lightly: "A few senior brothers are so heavy, do you not know if they will recover or not?"

Yang Yuan said: "Senior Brother Shi, don't spew blood! When did I do it? You yourself made a mistake in yesterday's annual test, resulting in being expelled from the Sword Painting Sect, but don't put the fault on us." ”

Expelled from the Sword Drawing School?

Shi Xiaole was shocked, and then suddenly remembered that yesterday was the annual test of the Sword Painting School. According to the rules of the Sword Painting Sect, disciples who have joined the sect for one year must pass the test.

Even if it is a disciple of the head of the family, it is no exception.

Shi Xiaole looked at the few people opposite, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. These guys, who don't do it early or late, just picked it yesterday are really well-intentioned.

"Shi Xiaole, what kind of eyes are you, believe it or not, I gouged out your eyeballs!"

Yang Yuan stepped forward and shouted angrily.

At such times in the past, Shi Xiaole had to be scared and trembled, which was also the fun of Yang Yuan.

But today, Shi Xiaolemo said that his body trembled, and he didn't blink his eyes, but said, "Dig out my eyeballs?" Okay, you come and try it." ”

Yang Yuan was stunned, and several other people were also stunned.

After Yang Yuan was choked for the first time, he showed a sneer: "It seems that when I learned that I was expelled from the sect, Shi Xiaole, you jumped off the wall in a hurry." Haha, I don't know like a dog, hurry up and pack your bags and go home and play with your coquettish little aunt. Tsk, by the way, your aunt's figure is really sassy......"

Before he finished speaking, a sword came to him.

Shi Xiaole's sword.

"Dog mongrel, you're fucking looking for death. ”

Yang Yuan smiled hideously, used the triple internal force of hidden qi, dodged sideways, and punched towards Shi Xiaole's front door.

In the face of others, he would not be so light on the enemy, but Shi Xiaole had only practiced martial arts for less than a year, and he was still a basic swordsmanship, which was more than enough to clean him up.

Yang Yuan will never know that today's Shi Xiaole is not yesterday's Shi Xiaole, and he is also destined to pay the price for his carelessness.

Shi Xiaole's wrist twisted, but he didn't avoid it, and the blade of the sword rubbed his fist and stabbed Yang Yuan's shoulder from the oblique side.

This was strange and dangerous, and the sword that ended up in the same end made several other people can't help but exclaim.

Laugh at.

One inch long, one inch strong, the tip of the sword took the lead in piercing Yang Yuan's shoulder, Shi Xiaole's body was short, and while avoiding Yang Yuan's fist, he drew his sword and stabbed again.

"Fuck, ah......"

Yang Yuan was injured again and screamed, blood flowing down his shoulder.

However, Shi Xiaole didn't stop at all, and stabbed seven or eight swords in a row, and the sound of sneering into the flesh made the other people's hearts tingle, which contrasted with Shi Xiaole's calm eyes, and there was a kind of horror.

"Your mouth stinks. ”

Shi Xiaole pumped his backhand and almost used all his strength. With a pop, Yang Yuan fell to the ground, his mouth was blurred with blood, and he screamed miserably.

"A few of you come here, let the master learn the skills. ”

With the sword in one hand, Shi Xiaole looked at the remaining people.

He was able to win over Yang Yuan because of his surprise and the other party's carelessness. Otherwise, even if he was a genius, he would not be sure that he would defeat Yang Yuan after cultivating for an hour or two.

There are a few people left, all of them are in the triple realm of Tibetan Qi, if they really want to rush up, where can Shi Xiaole beat?

So he took the initiative to provoke, using Yang Yuan's miserable appearance and his expressionless momentum to bluff those people.

As it turned out, those people were really bluffed.

They are all teenagers, and they usually use their fists and feet, but if they really want to do real things, they don't have the courage at all.

Especially just now, Shi Xiaole stabbed out seven or eight swords in a row, and he couldn't wait to poke a big hole in Yang Yuan's body, his cold appearance was really terrifying.

"You, Shi Xiaole, you wantonly stabbed your fellow disciples, and you deserve death. ”

"Shi Xiaole, you wait, wait for the Great Elder to clean you up. ”

Several people lifted Yang Yuan on the ground and ran out without looking back.

Shi Xiaole let out a sigh of relief, but there was a wry smile in his heart.

When Yang Yuan insulted his aunt just now, he was inexplicably angry, so he couldn't control his actions. It seems that he is still under the influence of the original owner.

The most important thing is that every time he thinks of the vague appearance of that little aunt, in addition to respect and love, there is also a kind of unspeakable hazy thoughts of a little boy in his heart.

Shaking his head, Shi Xiaole tried to get rid of distracting thoughts, and then suddenly his eyes sharpened, and a sword stabbed nearly two inches into the side of his left chest. He snorted, endured the pain, fought, brought a basin of water, washed the sword, and disposed of the water, and then began to tie the bandage in a pretended manner.

After a while, an old man in gray hurriedly came to the door with a group of disciples in a rage.

"Shi Xiaole, you can be guilty of mutilating your fellow disciples!"

The Sword Painting Sect prohibits private fights, and small fights are still within the tolerance range, once the knife and gun are used, according to the rules, the portal can be cleaned up.

The Great Elder was about to scold, but when he saw Shi Xiaole's pale face and bleeding from his shoulder, he was stunned.

Everyone else was surprised, too.

The most surprising thing was that Yang Yuan and a few people couldn't understand the situation in front of them at all.

Shi Xiaole frowned and asked, "Great Elder, when did the kid kill his fellow disciples?"

The Great Elder snorted, "Just now you stabbed Yang Yuan with your sword, and you wanted to kill him, is there such a thing?"

Shi Xiaole shook his head.

"Shameless!"

Yang Yuan scolded.

Shi Xiaole said: "Great Elder, senior brothers, the kid has a few catties and taels, you all know, how can you have the ability to hurt Senior Brother Yang? The real situation is that Senior Brother Yang came to me early in the morning to vent his anger, and after injuring me with a sword, he knew that he had violated the door rules, so he did not hesitate to harm himself, and the wicked person sued first. ”

His tone was low, as if he had touched the wound again, and he snorted in a muffled voice, which made people feel very pitiful.

Many disciples' eyes changed immediately.

Yang Yuan's bullying of Shi Xiaole is not a secret among the disciples of the Sword Painting Sect at all, and looking at Shi Xiaole's wound, it is not far from the heart, this Yang Yuan is really ruthless enough.

"You, you're talking nonsense! Obviously, you hurt me, I have a witness!"

Yang Yuan's wound was treated and was no longer in serious trouble, and he screamed at this time.

Shi Xiaole said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yang, you have a nest of snakes and rats, is the so-called human witness convincing? You said that it was not self-harm, why is the wound in the shoulder, mouth and other places that are not harmful?"

"You ......"

Yang Yuan's face turned red with anger, and the few people around him were already trembling a little.

They thought of a possibility, could it be that Shi Xiaole had already expected this situation before, so he deliberately picked the right position to start, right?

This kid, is so scheming?

Looking at his wounds again, several people's hearts were as cold as water, and they gradually felt that they didn't dare to look at Shi Xiaole.

The Great Elder was speechless for a while, and his heart was also a little uncertain, so he had to say gloomily: "Let's not mention this matter for the time being, Shi Xiaole, you didn't pass yesterday's annual test, why didn't you leave the sect?"

Shi Xiaole sneered in his heart.

This great elder's surname is Qin, and in my impression, he seems to be the uncle of Qin Zhao, a disciple of the Sword Painting School. And that Qin Zhao is the boss of Yang Yuan's few people.

The head of the Sword Painting School has only accepted four personal disciples in the past dynasties for the future head of the sect to cultivate. Before he came, there was still one place left, and Qin Zhao was the most promising one.