"Finally it worked. ”

The frowning brows stretched, and Shi Xiaole's whole person seemed to have been relieved of a burden.

For a full month and eight days, he cultivated the Ten Styles of Blood Battle to the realm of transformation and small formation.

Is this slow?

No, not only is it not slow, but it is frighteningly fast.

Take Qiu Wudifficult as an example, he is also a second-rate inferior martial arts, and the other party has practiced bloodthirsty soul chasing for several years before he barely reached the realm of divine consummation.

I don't know how long it will take to achieve a small phase.

For many people, second-rate martial arts can be used as a lifelong cultivation to press the bottom of the box.

In fact, the top masters of the Cloud Triangle, such as the Castle Master of the Mighty Dragon Castle, the 'Nine Present Cloud Dragons' Yue Changzheng, are only cultivating second-rate inferior internal skills and moves.

With no sleepiness, Shi Xiaole simply ran out of the room, looked at the cracks on the wall from the outside, and said to himself: "In terms of power, the Ten Bloody Battle Styles of Xiaocheng are already close to a glimmer of life. ”

To be fair, the lethality of a glimmer of life is higher than that of many second-rate lower grade martial arts, but it is obviously inferior to the Ten Styles of Bloody Warfare, which focuses on lethality.

This discovery made Shi Xiaole excited, and while he was in a good state, he directly practiced in the courtyard again, completely forgetful.

Outsiders will always be shocked by Shi Xiaole's progress speed, and how many people know how much effort and effort he has put into this?

With amazing qualifications, a genius may be able to get a head start. But this is not Shi Xiaole's wish. What he wants is to be ahead of the world, in any era, in any background, and not to be a second person.

In the blink of an eye, another twenty-five days passed.

On this day, bursts of iron-blooded qi suddenly erupted in the courtyard.

Shi Xiaole held the snow shattering knife with both hands, leaned forward, and slashed at the wall as he pounced.

Rumble!

Three zhang away, there was a crack on the wall directly, and with this crack as the center, it was torn apart like a spider web, showing the domineering power of the sword.

"Very good, the transformation is done. ”

Rao was Shi Xiaole's calmness, and he couldn't help laughing at this moment.

The ten types of bloody battles that have become a great success, and the frontal lethality is so strong that it has surpassed a glimmer of life, and it may be inferior to the half-style killing moves that integrate the dangerous artistic conception of Sancheng.

But don't forget, the Ten Styles of Bloody Battle is a coherent mastery, and it is obviously more threatening to an evenly matched enemy than a half-style kill.

The only regret is that it is probably because the second-rate lower grade martial arts is too subtle, so that Shi Xiaole is temporarily unable to integrate the deranged artistic conception into the Ten Styles of Blood Battle.

As for the artistic conception of danger, it itself was born from Huashan swordsmanship, and it is impossible to integrate it into other martial arts.

After the Ten Bloody Battles reached the Great Phase, Shi Xiaole slowed down his pace.

He has a hunch that if he wants to practice from Dacheng to perfection, it is not just hard work, but also the understanding of the soul. What's more, after two months of selfless penance, even if it is an iron nerve, it should be relaxed.

The moon hangs high, sprinkling a hazy glow.

In the courtyard, Shi Xiaole raised his glass and drank it all, enjoying his leisure time comfortably.

Just now, he used up the free lottery opportunity in the previous two months, and as a result, one time he was empty, and the other time he won a set of third-rate top-grade palm techniques, Jin Shiyi's disciple, and the great hero Jiang Haitian's Great Sumeru palm method.

"Before I knew it, I had been in this world for almost a year. ”

Shi Xiaole sighed leisurely.

The past is like a cloud of smoke, gradually dissipating in his memory. Strange to say, he didn't miss that time at all.

"The most important thing for people is to grasp the present, to be able to wander in the rivers and lakes, to see all kinds of masters, to fight the sword of the world, this life is enough. ”

Open-minded, Shi Xiaole drank three glasses of wine in a row.

"Dog thief, do you really want to kill them all?"

As the glass was lowered, a terrible howl was heard in the night.

"Hehe, hand over the things on your body, I can let you live, otherwise ......"

In the alley outside the courtyard, the two sides were facing each other.

On the left are young men and children, and on the right is a man in black with a cold face and a greedy expression.

"Want something, unless you step on my corpse. ”

The young man's white and delicate face showed a deep hatred and resentment. He was covered in blood, apparently wounded before.

The strangest thing is that the child with a cloth bag on his back is incredibly calm in the face of a murderous enemy.

"Toast without eating and eating and drinking. ”

The man in black rushed forward, waving his big palm, and his strength instantly overwhelmed the young man and the child.

The young man has the triple cultivation of acceptance, and his strength is not weak. It's a pity that the middle-aged man in black is a five-fold master of Qi acceptance, and as soon as the two sides fought, the young man was immediately struck with blood.

"Ninth Young Master, go quickly. ”

The young man shouted resolutely, suddenly hugged the leg of the man in black, and no matter how the other party hit, he would not let go, and he used himself as a sandbag.

In just a moment, the ground was full of blood, and the wheezing sound was getting weaker.

The child's eyes were moist, his expression was moved for a moment, he gritted his teeth, and resolutely ran into the distance. But after a while, he ran back again.

"Ninth Young Master, you have disappointed me so much. ”

The young man burst into tears, mixed with blood, and shouted loudly in despair.

With the earth-shattering identity of the Ninth Young Master, if he dies in the hands of this person today, what kind of face will he have to meet his master?

The man in black laughed, and was about to kill the other party, snatching the things on the child's body, when he suddenly tightened up and desperately avoided to the side.

Laugh at.

There was a faint sword mark on the spot.

"Your Excellency, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they don't care about idle things. ”

The middle-aged man in black looked at the person who suddenly appeared, and his tone was cold. At this time, the young man had fallen to the ground because of his lack of strength.

"The affairs of the world are in charge of the people of the world. ”

Shi Xiaole said indifferently.

Although he is not a hero who is eager for justice and righteousness, he still has at least the bottom line, and if he stands by and watches this kind of thing, it will inevitably affect his mood.

"Young man, take the Ninth Young Master away. ”

The young man shouted as hard as he could.

He didn't know Shi Xiaole's strength, but escaping always had a better chance of surviving.

"Where can I go?"

Hearing the footsteps in the distance, knowing that many people heard the movement and rushed over, the middle-aged man in black ran with all his strength, and swayed his palm shadow to cover Shi Xiaole.

The left hand did not move, Shi Xiaole stroked the hilt of the sword with his right hand, drew the sword, and collected the sword. In the electric light, with a bang, the expression of the middle-aged man in black froze, and his head rolled to the ground.

"What?!"

The young people on the ground couldn't help but be shocked, what was going on?

Even the child behind him, who had always been very calm, showed a slight discoloration.

The middle-aged man in black is just an ordinary five-fold early stage master, and his swordsmanship is only a third-rate middle grade, where can he stop Shi Xiaole's killing moves?

"I have a good reward for taking us in. ”

The child walked up, with a tremor in a calm tone that only Shi Xiaole could detect.

If this young man has bad intentions, he and Chang Wei can't escape, so it's better to gamble.

"Lift him up and follow me. ”

Retracting his gaze, Shi Xiaole took the lead.

The child breathed a long sigh of relief, and hurriedly picked up the seriously injured Chang Wei and followed.

Chang Wei's internal organs were mostly shattered, and there was almost no cure, and he passed out as soon as he was carried back to the courtyard.

As a result, the child took out a wooden box directly from his arms, folded off the green lingzhi in the box, and stuffed it into Chang Wei's mouth.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Chang Wei's complexion immediately turned rosy.

"This is Cuihua Xianzhi, which is once in hundreds of years, and has the ability to bring people back to life. The child showed a smile and said, "You saved me and Chang Wei, in vain, I am willing to give you the remaining half." ”

"No need. I save people just because I want to. If you hadn't come back, I wouldn't have made a move. ”

Shi Xiaole pushed the door and left, leaving a stunned child.

Because there were two more people, the courtyard was lively.

On the day Chang Wei woke up, he learned that he had consumed some Cuihua Xianzhi, and slapped himself a few ear scrapers, he was moved and guilty, and ran to Shi Xiaole again and thanked him repeatedly.

Shi Xiaole waved his hand.

Cracking sound.

Firecrackers rang out one after another, and fireworks filled the night sky.

Before you know it, Chinese New Year's Eve has arrived.

Shi Xiaole couldn't help but find out that his first Chinese New Year's Eve when he came to this world was spent with two strangers.

When he returned to the room after eating, there was an extra piece of Cuihua Xianzhi in a wooden box on his bed.

"It's your business whether you want it or not, but I, Xia Xiaojiu, don't like to owe others. ”

Putting down the note, Shi Xiaole showed a helpless smile. Shoot a sword, in exchange for a life-saving Xianzhi that is rare in a hundred years, this advantage is too big.

Out of a certain psychology, Shi Xiaole began to take the initiative to teach Xia Xiaojiu's martial arts.

It is worth mentioning that the other party's qualifications are actually very high, and a set of third-rate martial arts is in his hands, and he has learned it decently in a few days.

Whenever Xia Xiaojiu learned one set of martial arts, Shi Xiaole would teach another.

After so many times, the relationship between the two is still flat, but in the blandness, there seems to be a little more indescribable tacit understanding.

And just like that, another half a month passed.

On this day, the rivers and lakes of Wangyuan City suddenly rioted.

It turned out that just last night, someone found a cave house suspected of being a master of the Xuan Qi Realm in the grotto outside the city, and it was rumored that there was a huge opportunity hidden in it.

The master of the Xuanqi Realm, the entire Cloud Triangle is rare to see, and in the floating river basin, he is also a master of the rivers and lakes in the top ranks. How can such a person's cave house be simple?

It must be known that if a martial artist wants to be promoted to the Xuan Qi realm, his qualifications are certainly on the one hand, but on the other hand, he is a superior martial arts internal skill.

Nine out of nine masters of the Xuanqi Realm on the rivers and lakes have at least cultivated second-rate lower-grade internal skills, and those who rush into this realm with third-rate internal skills are not one in a hundred.

So when I heard that the cave of the master of the Xuan Qi Realm appeared, the people in the nearby rivers and lakes were about to go crazy.

If they were lucky enough to find the top-grade martial arts inside, wouldn't they be able to soar to the sky? Even if they couldn't find the martial arts, they would have other wealth, and they would be risky enough.

The day after the news broke, there was a storm in the city, and a large number of masters poured into the grottoes, and judging from the momentum, more people would rush to the cave in the next few days.

"Grotto Cave House?"

In the courtyard, Shi Xiaole stood up.

Although he does not lack martial arts, the so-called more is better, who would think that there are too many cheats. What's more, the wealth of the master of the Xuan Qi Realm is not just a cheat.

Maybe you'll find something else precious inside.

"You're leaving?"

Xia Xiaojiu asked.

"Stay here and practice martial arts. ”

Leaving a word, Shi Xiaole's figure disappeared without a trace.