The sword energy was crisscrossing around Xia Hou, and the withered yellow leaves cracked and shattered at his side. The black sword rainbow flashed, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and a set of the Qingcheng Sword Sect's thirty-three life-killing swords
He was made murderous by Xia Hou, as fast as lightning, and as fast as thunder. The heavy steel sword weighing more than sixty kilograms was in his hand, but it was like an ordinary sword. The changes in the sword's power were light and fierce, and there was no stagnation at all. He was only six years old.
There are many children, but the sword moves they use are like those of an old swordsman who has been immersed in them for decades.
With a slight whistle, the steel sword in his hand flew out into the air and slashed towards a big tree in front of him. The elemental energy attached to the sword vibrated, and the long sword drew an arc like a living creature and sank deeply into the trunk of the tree.
After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Xiahou walked over and pulled out the steel sword, and breathed out gently. The Qingcheng sword technique he used just now was not a scam that was circulated in the market in his previous life, but a secret service technique.
The killing skills taught by the Qingcheng swordsman specially hired by the officials at great cost, and the ferocious sword moves were formed after many times of hard work.
"Bai Hu, these sword moves are what you like to use. I, Xia Hou, usually use two hands. But in this world, any improvement in strength is necessary, and I must also pick up this sword technique." Raised his head.
Looking at the withered and yellow woods, Xiahou roared loudly, leaped four feet in the air, and fired dense sword light at another old tree. What he was using now was the one taught by the Wudang Sect instructor in the Secret Service.
secret techniques.
"Que Wucunjing. When I can combine these dozens of sword techniques into one and only have three or five Sanshou sword techniques, I will surely have the strength to leave the mountains and explore the outside world!"
Xia Hou planned the future with great enthusiasm, but he did not expect that these sword moves were already extremely refined moves that had been refined for hundreds of years. He wanted to purify and simplify these sword moves again to the point where they were only three or five Sanshou. Where?
Is it that simple? But in order to get out of the mountains and forests as soon as possible, Xiahou is working hard. Since the Golden Eagle and their caravan left, Xiahou has begun to abuse himself and exercise like crazy, striving to make himself stronger and more responsive.
Faster, more efficient and agile movements.
All because of the unintentional words of the guard leader of the Golden Eagle Caravan: "Brother Xiu, your son is probably comparable to a first-class warrior, right? Hehe, he is only five years old, but
It’s really not that simple! Your brother Xiu is a second-class warrior!”
I heard that there are nine levels of high-level warriors, but I am only the first level. This is because I have been practicing Xuanwu True Solution since I was born! The people in this world are really strong. In order to be able to walk out of the mountains and forests,
In order to survive well after walking out of the mountains and forests, Xia Hou suddenly shouted loudly: "Work hard, try harder!"
The steel sword in his hand shook, and the blade trembled and roared like thunder. Xiahou used all his energy and slashed towards the dense forest around him. The yellow light slightly covered the blade, and the
The sword sliced through seven big trees like tofu, and seven thick tree trunks fell to the ground.
Chi Huxiu's laughter came over: "Ah Yi, my son, come here, come to Abba. Lord Wu has agreed to let you learn from him for a while. Ha, you can definitely become a high-level warrior. Come here.
At that time, people from our tribe will be able to show their faces in the tribe."
People came along, Chi Huxiu picked up Bai's melon rind, slapped his butt hard, and strode in. He threw Bai towards the ground as if throwing a stone, and Chi Huxiu kicked him. He kicked Bai on the butt, causing him to scream, and he threw himself into Xiahou's arms and shed tears of grievance. Tears were shed, but Bai still had a wolf's leg in his mouth and kept chewing it.
Xiu looked at Xia Hou who was sweating profusely with annoyance and cursed: "Keep an eye on this damn guy. Abba admitted that it was Bai's credit for domesticating wolves in the village, but he cannot eat the tamed wolves as his own food. Ah. He has eaten all the brains of the Fire Fox family, the Panniu family, the Rhino family, the Python family, the Golden Ape family, and more than a dozen fangs. Is this still useful?"
Bai turned his head and grinned at Xiu with a grimace. He grabbed the fang's thigh and shrank behind Xiahou with a smile. Xiahou looked at Xiu calmly and nodded: "Abba, it's okay. I'll call Bai tomorrow. Just catch a few packs of wolves from the mountains and come back. If he eats one, he will make up for ten, and that will be fine."
Xiu Dale glared at the dejected Bai fiercely, pulled Xiahou and walked into the village. "Okay, I listen to you, Bai. Go and catch me one hundred tomorrow, no, two hundred, no." , the three hundred fanged wolves come back, or I will skin you and give it to Ha Yi as a betrothal gift."
After a few fierce threats, Xiu patted Xiahou on the shoulder and warned: "If you go to a witch, you have to listen to the witch. He is very knowledgeable. He knows almost all the medicinal herbs in the mountains and forests. Especially if he can go to Tongtong." God, who communicates with ghosts and spirits, is the most skilled shaman among the dozens of nearby tribes. He is a third-class shaman! Abba is a second-class warrior, but he is a third-class warrior!"
A third-class witch? Very powerful? Yes, maybe very powerful. At least Xiahou can detect that there is a very strange power in the witch body. It is much more powerful than the Xuanwu True Solution that he has practiced to the second level. It is probably equivalent. I have reached the peak of my second level of Xuanwu True Understanding. Is this a third-level witch?
Xiu has become accustomed to the fact that his children don't like to talk. He is not wordy because he doesn't know what to say. He originally wanted to brag about the greatness of witches, but he really doesn't know how to describe the greatness of witches. , so I could only whisper a few vague words, then grab Xia Hou and run quickly, and soon arrived in front of Wu Na's dark stone house.
He respectfully wiped his muddy bare feet on the bluestone at the entrance of the witch, and Xiu shouted loudly: "Wu, I brought my Ah Yi here. See if he can do it. If he doesn't, I have to bring him with me." When he goes back, his mother-in-law will make him a fur coat, and she will have to measure his body."
Wu, who was skinny and shriveled, with two balls of green fire flashing in his eyes, came out tremblingly. He looked at Xia Hou and said in a low voice: "Xiu, go and do your business. I think it's okay. Your aunt First, my qualifications are much better than yours, but your strength is not enough."
Cold hands grabbed Xiahou's shoulders, and Wu carried Xiahou into the house with one hand. Turning around and walking a few steps, Wu turned back and called out to Xiu, who had already run more than ten meters away: "Xiu, you are from the tribe. Warrior leader, you need to bring enough food and meat for the winter. See which wooden house is unstable and reinforce it." Wu laughed cheekily: "This winter, give birth to a few more cubs. , the tribe’s population can grow again.”
Xiu responded loudly, stood there and shouted loudly: "Fire Fox and Golden Ape, come out. It's still early. Let's go for a walk in the nearby forest and chop some wood and come back."
Dozens of men immediately ran out of their houses, picked up their weapons, picked up their big axes, and followed Xiu away without saying a word. Xiahou couldn't help but secretly marveled at how fast these tribesmen reacted.
The soldiers of the special forces in my previous life gathered faster. Of course, these tribesmen didn't have much to carry. They just rolled up the animal skins, grabbed their weapons and went out. It was much easier than the soldiers in the previous life. I didn't see the Fire Fox.
Or did he run out naked, wrapping himself in an animal skin gown as he walked?
Wu's cold and biting hands slapped Xia Hou's head hard, and he muttered sinisterly: "Ah Yi from the Xiu family, don't look at this. Come, come to Mr. Wu, and let Mr. Wu see your potential."
How big is it?" The tongue that was a little black and glowing green clicked, and Wu said angrily: "Mr. Wu still remembers when you were born, but you vomited all over me very unceremoniously."
Xiahou laughed dryly and followed Wu obediently to the fire pit in the corner of the room and sat down. Wu Lingkong sucked a few pieces of wood and threw them into the fire pit, leaving the bonfire burning feebly. He touched his body for a while and took out a small
A black skull appeared. The skull looked like a human being, but there were seven sharp horns on the top of its head. There was a group of green will-o’-the-wisps flashing in the eye sockets, which was extremely strange.
Instructing Xiahou to sit cross-legged in front of him, Wu waved the black skull in a circle above Xiahou's head and whispered: "The potential of the Chihu clan is very good. Seventy percent of the clan members are civilians, and the remaining
The next three percent are noble people with potential. The noble people can grow into high-level warriors or shamans. Otherwise, how could your Chihu tribe be so famous in the mountains and forests?"
"Children under adulthood will not be allowed to accept the test of their potential. A child's body cannot withstand the power of a witch. But Ha Yi from the Xiu family, your body is very strong and your strength is strong.
Da, there is no problem." Wu Yin coldly stared at Xia Hou: "If you have potential, I will teach you how to exercise your witchcraft power, go back and train hard for a few years, and wait until you reach the coming-of-age ceremony.
, kill a ferocious beast to bring honor to your father."
Xiahou wanted to ask him what witchcraft was and what noble people were, but the black skeleton had already let out a sharp ghostly howl, and a black air rolled out from the skull's mouth and enveloped Xiahou.
Xia Hou felt his eyebrows heat up, and his innate spiritual power was stimulated by the black energy, and suddenly exploded like a lit cannonball. A circle of invisible and colorless energy fluctuations swept out from his eyebrows, covering his body.
The black skull exploded into pieces. There was a crisp sound, and in the witch's stunned and disbelieving eyes, the black skull on the witch's hand also cracked into two gaps.
The Xuanwu True Interpretation is the earthly part of the Four Symbols True Interpretation taught by Xia Hou in his previous life in the Secret Service Bureau by a person with an extremely scary identity.
** Sect. Although the Xuanwu True Solution focuses more on using earthy energy to make the body strong and possess great power, it is a Taoist magical power after all, and it is also of great benefit to the spirit. According to Xiahou's own estimation, Xuanwu
At the second level of true understanding, the mental power he possesses is equivalent to that of fifty ordinary people.
And Wu's skeleton was actually an introduction to the spiritual power in his body. Without Xiahou's warning, his spiritual power exploded. The black skeleton, which was not a very powerful weapon, was shocked by the power.
, the gap itself opened.
Looking blankly at Wu who was also in a daze, Xiahou asked cautiously: "Mr. Wu, what is my potential?"
Wu fiercely threw away the skeleton in his hand, and a happy smile appeared on his withered and ugly face: "Ah Yi from the Xiu family, you are a noble citizen, and a very qualified one among the noble people. You know how to do it?
Become a very strong witch. Duke Wu thinks that you have the potential to become a powerful warrior. Look at the muscles on your body." The witch took off his animal skin coat and smiled with a bit of self-deprecation: "
A witch will not have so much flesh. A witch's body is always weak. You should become a witch."
"Wu Wu?" Xiahou was curious.
Wu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Ah Yi from the Xiu family is a sorcerer and a sorcerer. I, Lord Wu, am a sorcerer, and you should become a sorcerer."
Before Xiahou could ask his curious questions, Wu could not wait to say: "Now, write down what I taught you, and then go back and practice on your own. In the first six months, you will come to Wu Gong every three days, and I will use herbal medicine to practice
Your body will lay a good foundation for you. After half a year, you will be able to cultivate on your own."
At that moment, a dry and difficult mantra was taught to Xiahou by a witch.
Xia Hou, who had a foundation in cultivation in his previous life, immediately discovered that this mantra was very different from the Xuanwu True Interpretation he was practicing. This mantra went to the extreme, using a person's innate vitality to induce spiritual energy from the outside world, or
Purely exercise your own mental power, constantly integrate your mental power with the external power that matches your own attributes, and finally turn it into the unique witchcraft power; or simply use your spiritual power to temper your body and let yourself
The body also possesses certain attributes, making it a powerful warrior.
Relatively speaking, Wuwu is more difficult to appear than sorcerers. The potential required by sorcerers is pure spiritual power. The stronger the mental power, the more suitable it is to become a sorcerer. But Wuwu also needs to have a strong physical ability.
, in order to endure the extreme pain when spiritual power transforms the body. This is why the wizard suggested that Xiahou must become a wizard. There are many powerful wizards in the world, but there are not many wizards who can reach a high level.
With a name of Wu Wu, it is easier to get better treatment than a sorcerer.
The shaman in front of him complained angrily: "I am a third-class shaman, so I can only become a shaman of a mountain and forest tribe, guiding you to have children and resolving disasters for the tribe. But the same third-class shaman
Although he is martial, he can stay in a large tribe and protect the leader of the tribe or the patriarch of the large tribe."
"If there are many sorcerers and few sorcerers, so the sorcerers will be used more important." The sorcerer stroked Xiahou's head affectionately and said with a smile: "Become a powerful sorcerer and tell everyone that you are my sorcerer."
As a disciple of Jiuhu, let the other witches of the Chihu clan know that I, Jiuhu, cannot compare with them, but my disciples are better than them."
Xiahou nodded slightly towards Wu Gong and bowed slightly. Wuwu's training method is similar to Xuanwu Zhenjie's method. The most important part of this mantra to Xiahou is the part that trains mental power.
As a Taoist cultivator, Xia Hou naturally knew the benefits of strong spiritual power, the so-called spiritual consciousness.
For Taoists in previous lives, spiritual power grew step by step, but in the incantations taught by the witch master, the spiritual power can advance in leaps and bounds. And unlike Taoists who can only use their own energy to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, shamans can It uses mental power to coerce spiritual energy into the body. If we take a two-pronged approach, wouldn't it be possible to practice faster? Xia Hou's heart is full of longing.
Looking at the shaman sitting cross-legged like a skeleton, Xiahou asked him in a low voice: "Then, the witch master, the ninth-level sorcerer or the ninth-level shaman, is the strongest?" According to Xiahou's calculation, if If my Xuanwu True Understanding can be restored to the eighth level, then I should be able to reach the so-called ninth level, right? Because listening to the conversations of the guards in the Golden Eagle's caravan, it seems that the ninth level witches or warriors do not have the same level. Strong to a perverted level.
The bone staff in Wu's hand shook, and a dry smile appeared on his face: "Ah Yi from the Xiu family, go back and exercise well, and don't ask about these useless things."
Sighing, the witch looked up at the dark roof, with a look of disbelief on his face: "A ninth-level sorcerer or witch warrior? Humph, it's just the beginning of becoming a real witch."
Xiahou looked at Wu in astonishment, almost horrified.
Wu saw the fear on Xiahou's face and smiled: "We live in the wild south and can't see those truly powerful people. Ah Yi of the Xiu family, when you grow up and give birth to a baby, you can go out and travel. , follow the caravan, you will know a lot of things."
He muttered a few words in a low voice, shook his head, and sighed: "Such a powerful witchcraft power. You can't imagine Ha Yi from the Xiu family."
Slowly, Wu closed his eyes, and the two groups of green light gradually dimmed. He said faintly: "Try to use your power and sense the energy equivalent to your attributes. Exercise well. You will grow into a powerful wizard. Don’t waste your talent, Ha Yi from the Xiu family.”
Xiahou bowed slightly to Wu, picked up the steel sword, and retreated slowly.
Bai Gulu fell down from the roof of the stone house, with a malicious smile on his face. Xiahou swiped his paw fiercely, and sure enough, it was covered in blood again. He couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Bai! You stole it again." Livestock raised in the village!" The steel sword made a sound and hit Bai's head.
Bai giggled and screamed, then ran away quickly on all fours, while Xiahou pursued him relentlessly.
In the stone house, Wu's eyes suddenly opened, and the two green lights became brighter. "Ah Yi from the Xiu family, your potential is so powerful! You will definitely become a powerful Wuwu! But, what realm can you reach? ?The strongest witch that Duke Wu has ever seen is just a seventh-level sorcerer, and he has already conquered the witches from all the tribes in a large tribe of 20,000 people."
"Can you become such a powerful witch?"
Taking the cracked black skull, Wu said in a low voice: "Perhaps, you will become a legendary person? A child over six years old has the hidden power to shatter the skull of a mountain ghost. Ordinary witches cannot do this. You're here. Maybe you can really become a legend."
