"Brother Xu, you're going to kill monsters again!" "Yeah, Aniu, how have you been recently?" "Hehe, I'm still the same, I go wherever there's work." Back to Qingniu Town. The loud and long cry tore through the dark red sunset. This sunset is not beautiful. The sky is gloomy, as if there is a ghost domain spreading, the residual heat of the sun can't penetrate the layers of darkness, and in the end only a vague red can be seen. On the way home, Xu Xi received warm greetings from many people. Even some elderly grandmas used Xu Xi as a topic of conversation. "Axi is good in every way. He can make money and is good at martial arts. But he is too honest and easily suffers losses. He needs to find a hardworking wife."
"Hey, Wang the butcher in the next town seems to have a daughter. How about matching her with Axi?" "You are getting old and confused! The next town is long gone!" "Oh, yes, see how I forgot that the next town was eaten by monsters last year." The physical fitness of a warrior is reflected in all aspects. Including hearing. Xu Xi gradually went away, but his ears heard the discussions of the people behind him without missing a word. Embarrassed? Not really. Embarrassed? Not at all. Listening to the chat of the old people, Xu Xi actually felt more compassion. He paused and looked up at the sky. Xu Xi's eyes watched calmly, and the dome lost even the last bit of red, completely turning into thick ink, rendering a depressing picture in deep and shallow shades. It was the suffocating pressure of life and death, and even more so the numb and helpless struggle. [Since the first year of crossing, Qingniu Town has begun to rebuild] [But you find that the reconstruction of Qingniu Town has never ended and is always going on] [Because in the spring and winter of each year, a large-scale wave of demons will erupt, and powerful demons will emerge from the Hundred Thousand Mountains, frantically attacking marginal human gathering places like Qingniu Town] [The heavenly dog swallows the sun, the demon fox eats essence, the corpse demon corrupts, and the evil tiger is the accomplice] [Facing those powerful and terrifying demons, even warriors with strong blood and qi can hardly compete, and only those above the innate can fight] [Of course, a small town like Qingniu Town has neither the presence of an innate warrior nor the assistance of the Daqian army] [So, you witness with your own eyes every year that Qingniu Town cycles between ruins and reconstruction]
[You overturn the historical records in the books with your own personal experience. That is a wrong statement, a hypocritical whitewash. The establishment and development of Daqian did not make everyone safe] [The people of Qingniu Town and all the towns bordering the Shiwan Mountains in Daqian are in panic] "Such a heavy painting style..." " It seems that it is no longer a little girl training simulation. " "Although it still has nothing to do with a good life." [The danger level of the martial arts world is far beyond your imagination. While you are vigilant in your heart, you persist in training your physical body and blood.] [Your training speed has become slower, but you are better at persistence and are improving a little bit every day.] [Your martial arts skills are very immature, but you are better at persistence and are becoming more proficient every day.] [You punch day and night] [You stand in a posture in winter and summer] [The violent sweat testifies to your efforts, and the strong Muscles interpret your will. Both your body and realm are growing unremittingly.] [In the fifth year of simulation, you are 20 years old. Qingniu Town encounters another wave of demons, and you survive.] [In the sixth year of simulation, you are 21 years old. There seem to be fewer acquaintances in Qingniu Town, but you still survive.] [In the seventh year of simulation, you are 22 years old. You become a famous warrior in the neighborhood. Even if you don’t collect them deliberately, someone will take the initiative to send you gold and silver medicinal materials, but you are still stuck in the Yi Sui realm, as if you are lacking something.] Spring goes and autumn comes, flowers bloom and fall. More than six years have passed since Xu Xi’s simulation. Now is the seventh year. The progress of the martial arts realm is not smooth. Xu Xi has been stuck in the Yi Sui realm for three years, but he has a calm mentality and feels that the blood exchange realm is just around the corner. If he can see through that bottleneck, Xu Xi is confident that he can break through the innate warrior in a shorter time. "There is no life limit in this simulation, and Qi and Blood Martial Arts is good at prolonging life. No hurry, no hurry, there is plenty of time for me to persist." Another return from actual combat. Xu Xi walked on the street, sensing the Qi and blood flowing in his body while thinking about the subsequent practice. "Martial artist, be brave and diligent." "Perhaps, I should really go the route of a reckless man this time and beat the sky, the earth, and everyone?" Xu Xi pondered and quickened his pace to go home. He was going to practice again, both to trigger the persistence entry and to check himself and find the reason why he could not break through the blood exchange state. "Crack——” Pushing open the heavy reddish-brown wooden door.
Xu Xi entered his home in Qingniu Town. There was a path paved with square stone bricks under his feet, and on both sides were walls and houses made of blue bricks. Willow trees hung around, casting shadows that drifted in the wind. There were no so-called calligraphy and antiques, nor were there exquisite carved beams and painted buildings. Xu Xi's house was extremely simple. Everything was for the purpose of cultivation, freeing up as much space as possible so that Xu Xi could practice martial arts and improve his qi and blood when he was at home. Bypassing the two-person-high training blue steel stone, Xu Xi went straight to the inner room, ready to empty his mind and practice qi and blood martial arts. Yes. It should be like this. "Hmm? " Seems to have seen something strange. Xu Xi's face briefly flashed with doubt, and then he became silent. He silently closed the door, took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and opened the door of the inner room again. It was not an illusion. It did not disappear. The girl, who was covered in blood and looked seriously injured, fainted quietly in Xu Xi's room. "Falling from the sky?" Xu Xi raised his head slightly and saw a huge hole in the roof, broken tiles swaying in the wind, broken beams dropping wood chips, and a clear view of the outside sky. Xu Xi's judgment was correct. This time it was indeed not a little girl training simulator. Because the girl who fell into his room was already a grown-up girl. Estimated to be sixteen or seventeen years old. "Is it a warrior from a nearby village?" "No, this outfit doesn't look like what ordinary people wear. It looks more like it comes from a county in the belly of Daqian. It's either rich or noble." "Did she encounter a demon attack and be seriously injured? " "Or was he attacked or ambushed?" A red and white robe, with a delicate and hard light armor on the outside. Beautiful, but not weak. Delicate, but not fragile. The fiery red figure was not simply stained with blood, but the clothes were full of heroic spirit like a raging fire. In addition, the long spear that rolled beside him further highlighted his identity.
Gold-plated and sharp. The handle was black. "Interesting, he is still in the blood exchange realm, things are starting to get interesting. "