The stone house at the back of Yunwu Mountain was originally the residence of disciples of the Yunwu Sect, but due to the increase in the strength of the sect these years, there is no one to manage the mountain pass at the back of the mountain. After settling down and leaving, Xiao Jiang, who was sore all over, leaned tremblingly against the door and couldn't help smiling wryly:
"I just started to practice, and I went to the Daoshan Oil Pot once, but according to the instructor Chen, I have been cleansed and cut the marrow to penetrate the meridians. From tomorrow, I can practice the basic luck method of the Sword Art.
Although it is worse than those who started cultivating at a young age, as long as I work hard, I can still succeed..."
Xiao Jiang thought about his studies all these years, because his grades were not good and he liked to play games. Neighbors shook their heads when they saw him, and his parents were also upset when they saw him. By the time he thought of working hard and studying hard, it was already too late .
At the end of the college entrance examination, he knew that although he had made some progress through his efforts in the final stage, he had no chance to get into a good university.
Now that he has traveled to the world of cultivation, he still has no good starting point, so he decided to cultivate to become a strong man no matter what, not to impress others, but to prove that he can succeed with hard work.
Because his body was sore all over, Xiao Jiang could only stay in the stone house on the first day and look through the secret book of fierce knife. This secret book was found by a disciple of Yunwu Sect in a secret cave, but at a glance, it is the martial arts secret book for martial artists. Therefore, there are no outer disciples who practice cultivation at all.
In the cheat book, there is a method of training Qi, and a method of identifying acupoints, and there is also a set of Liuyun body skills that match the fierce knife formula, a set of very normal martial arts skills, at least it seems so to the masters of the Yunwu sect, and of course Xiao Jiang can't tell the difference Whether it is good or bad to perform this exercise.
Studying, studying very attentively, Xiao Jiang read from morning to night, he suddenly found that the content and explanations written in this secret book are very detailed and easy to understand, even he, who has no cultivation foundation, can quickly remember the key points.
After looking through it, he stretched and rubbed his sore shoulders and waist. He looked at the fog that gathered in the valley in the evening and went to the kitchen to get some food. After eating, he took a rest and went back to his room to rest. He started to practice the Sword Art early the next morning, and he had already made plans for his future.
Xiao Jiang's will is firm, and his thoughts are normal, but Xiao Jiang was stabbed within an hour of his first practice.
The tip of the knife in front of his heart slowly retreated, Xiao Jiang could no longer see clearly what was in front of him, the cold feeling slowly penetrated into the bone marrow, the blood pouring out from the wound soon completely drenched his entire front.
"Hmph...Xin Ming'er is mine. No matter what relationship you have with Lu Yuan, you don't even want to live. Senior Brother Qian, I'll blame you for this."
In a cold voice, Xiao Jiang's limp body was lifted up into the air by a man in black. After a flash, the man in black reached a cliff beside the mountain pass. He threw Xiao Jiang directly down the cliff, sneering and sneering. Soaring into the sky, a flying sword appeared at his feet in midair, forming a stream of light in the blink of an eye and flying towards the front mountain.
Xiao Jiang died just like that? From the point of view of modern medicine, it should be because his heartbeat has stopped due to excessive blood loss, and he has no reaction at all. After being thrown off the cliff, he fell on a stone platform on the mountainside, falling from tens of meters. , even if he didn't die before, he should die now.
On the stone platform, Xiao Jiang's head drooped on the edge of the cliff, **** and desolate. When the mountain wind blew by, his clothes flapped and shook. Less than half a minute after he fell down the stone platform, a small stone fell off the mountain wall. Rolling to his feet, a small tortoise head popped out from the place where the stone fell off. The little mung bean squinted and looked at the sky, and opened its mouth to cry out in a human language:
"God, I've been trapped for so long, your uncle Jin has escaped."
Turtles can talk, it is not a strange thing in the Xingyuan world, there are monsters in this world, and monsters are divided into spirit beasts, monsters and fierce beasts, as long as they are intelligent enough, they can speak human language.
Just as the little turtle squeezed out of the small hole, the whole cliff shook violently. The little turtle lost its balance and fell directly out of the mountain wall. It hastily put its head and feet inside its shell.
"Gululu..."
The little tortoise rolled on the stone platform for a while, halfway a bluestone blocked its rolling path, it hit the bluestone and flew up three feet, and when it fell, it stuck in the wound on Xiao Jiang's heart.
"Ghost God, are you playing with me, I'm pee pee..."
The little turtle's whole body was stuffed into the wound. When it probed to look, the thick blood around it directly covered its head. The little turtle pulled its four claws out of the wound, and then it saw clearly Xiao Jiang lying on the stone platform. corpse.
"so far so good."
The little turtle patted its belly, it climbed onto Xiao Jiang's face, looked at it with its small eyes and laughed:
"Fortunately, it's a dead body. Otherwise, the uncle recognized the Lord as soon as he came out, and that would be wronged."
The little turtle laughed, and suddenly it turned back to look at Xiao Jiang's heart. Xiao Jiang, who was already out of breath, made a puffing sound from his heart, and a strange medicinal fragrance came out from his clothes. , I saw Xiao Jiang's body bouncing and twitching, the little turtle quickly jumped onto the bluestone before and stared at Xiao Jiang.
Xiao Jiang's body was shaking constantly, strands of cyan body kept coming out of his arms and plunging into his wound. In Xiaogui's sight, a book soaked in blood in Xiao Jiang's arms was being visible to the naked eye. Speed turns into liquid.
"Test...what's the situation? He is going to live, no, I can't let him come back to life, or I will be finished."
The little turtle yelled and jumped to Xiao Jiang's neck~www.mtlnovel.com~ It stretched out its claws, and saw a half-inch long black claw pop out from its front paws, just when it was about to cut Xiao Jiang's neck, Its body stiffened and its eyes sighed with endless fear and regret:
"It's over, it's over, uncle's life is over."
Xiao Jiang, who had been dead for a while, was shaking faster and faster all over his body. Suddenly, his body heaved and his mouth let out a shrill roar. The little turtle quickly jumped aside in fright. Following the roar, Xiao Jiang opened his eyes and panicked. With a cold light of three inches, he sat up. He didn't notice the little dark golden turtle hiding in the shell just three inches away. He lowered his head and looked at his heart. He touched the tattered clothes and the coagulated bloodstains and murmured :
"Who wants to kill me? I seem to hear that he is doing it for Sister Ming'er, and he wants to blame others. If it weren't for the special effect of the secret book of the Sword Art, I, Xiao Jiang, would have died in vain."
With the special effects of the cheats, Xiao Jiang now seems to be a different person from before. If it is said that the three coaches have benefited him greatly by washing their tendons and cutting marrow to open up their tendons, he is now completely reborn.
1 second to remember the fantasy house:
Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :
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