Du Kang stared blankly at the blue panel in front of him and the reminder that it would take 72 days to live.
Then he looked at the wolf corpse at his feet, the muddy official road and the thick fog in the rain.
The road back to the city seems not easy, and you need strength to survive in this dangerous world.
Du Kang gritted his teeth and clicked [Yes] on the panel.
The next moment, the demon refining bead shined brightly, flew up from Du Kang's hand and floated in front of him, spinning rapidly. The six diamond blades hanging on his waist also flew out and floated side by side with the demon refining bead.
The rich blood light flew out from the demon refining bead and slowly condensed into six bright red talismans in mid-air. After the talismans were written, they were combined with a blade each, but within a moment, the six golden and red sharp blades were formed.
"One-click practice? As long as you are willing to sacrifice your life, the entire practice process can be arranged in one click?"
Soon Du Kang had no time to care about this, because his hands were raised uncontrollably, and his fingers stretched out towards the blade.
The six blades also adjusted their angles in the air and were inserted upside down into the three gaps between the four metacarpal bones of the two palms.
The blade of the blade was warm, and Du Kang felt as if he was sitting by the stove. The fire warmed his hypothermic body. In this warmth, Du Kang wanted to fall asleep.
When he came back to his senses, everything was over, the blade had disappeared, and the Demon Refining Pearl had fallen to the ground.
My body shape has not changed much, and there is a wisp of slender airflow in my body.
Du Kang knew that this was demonic energy, but the demonic energy was now very thin and could not escape from the body like the wolf demon.
Du Kang raised his arms. He could feel something inside his forearms. With a thought, he felt a stinging pain on his fists, and three six-inch-long sharp blades were stabbed out from each palm.
At this time, the blade was golden, and there was no bloody talisman at all.
"The so-called buried blade method actually means turning into a Wolverine?"
Open the panel again with your mind.
【Name】: Du Kang
[Life span]: 19 years 219 days/120 years 32 days
[Buried Blade Technique]: Level: Grade A
Skill: Claw Blade (First Level)
Great strength (first level)
Self-healing (first level)
Advanced conditions: Three taels and six coins of cinnabar to break the demon
"It took me 72 days to practice the Blade Burial Technique, but my total life span increased by 50 years. If I don't encounter any natural or man-made disasters in this life, I can live to be 120 years old without any disease and disaster, and make a lot of money."
The joy on Du Kang's face didn't last long before he thought of the reality he had to face.
After all, this is just a lifespan on paper. In this world, monsters are rampant, natural disasters occur year after year, and heroes are divided.
There may be a day when monsters want to eat you, bandits want to steal your property, officers and soldiers want to take away your last ration, or a serious illness may kill you.
How many mortals can live to the end of their lives?
If given a choice, he would rather return to his original world.
Although you have to work 996 hours overtime, at least you are productive, have enough food and clothing, and the average life expectancy can reach 80 years. These 80 years are real.
Du Kang shook his head, let himself recover from the memory of his previous life, and began to test the ability of the buried blade technique.
He stood in front of the poplar tree that saved his life, and stabbed the tree trunk with the sharp claw in his hand. The six-inch long blade easily penetrated the tree trunk. Then he pulled it out. The sharp blade was dry and bright, with not even a trace of poplar sap.
Not sticky either.
Du Kang put the sharp blade back into his body, and the wound on his fist squirmed and healed quickly. It took just a few breaths for him to recover completely.
He punched the poplar tree again, and with a bang, half of Du Kang's fist had sunk deeply into the tree.
The sharp blade buried in the body is like a diamond weapon carried with you, and its healing and strength are also excellent. This is a spell. No wonder those monks have such a high status. This is simply a power beyond human beings.
Fortunately, Golden Finger can cultivate with one click, otherwise I may not be able to cultivate the spell even if I only have the cultivation methods and materials.
Du Kang himself couldn't draw the talisman of the Buried Blade Technique.
To draw a talisman, it is necessary for the person who draws the talisman to combine his Qi and Shen to draw a qualified talisman.
Newbies often need a lot of drawing to succeed once, and each time they need to consume a portion of wolf fairy blood. No one can afford such a high price, so most first-time practitioners hire someone to draw it for them.
Not to mention the claw blade implantation surgery behind the buried blade method, which cannot be performed by one person.
After the claw blade is buried in the arm, the spell still has a certain chance of failure. In the later stage, a large amount of medicinal materials are needed to warm and nourish it. It takes 72 days of life to complete it with one click. It is really profitable.
Moreover, the sheepskin also records that practicing the Blade Burying Technique may make monks aggressive, cruel, and cold-blooded. Du Kang does not feel this way now, and he does not know if Golden Finger has made him immune to the side effects of the spell.
Du Kang took out the dagger and lightly scratched his arm. A stream of blood immediately flowed out, and the muscles and skin on both sides of the wound slowly began to squirm and heal.
But this time the recovery was obviously much slower, and Du Kang took advantage of the recovery period to start processing the wolf demon's body.
First putting away the demon refining beads on the ground, Du Kang carried the mummy of the wolf demon and walked into the woods.
After the wolf demon was sucked into a mummy by the demon refining bead, the weight of the wolf demon became much lighter. In addition, Du Kang has now practiced the burying blade technique. It is not difficult to carry a mummy with strong support.
After walking a few hundred meters through the woods among the dead branches and leaves, I heard the sound of the rushing river.
Sure enough, after advancing for a while, a small river appeared in front of him. Du Kang threw the wolf corpse into the water and watched the mummy floating on the river and slowly flowing downstream.
The upper reaches of the river flow through Yangchun County, and this is already the lower reaches. The wolf carcasses will only get farther and farther away from the county seat along the river.
When Du Kang returned to the battlefield, the wound on his arm had just healed. It took a cup of tea to heal the one-inch long wound.
"The extremely rapid healing of the skin on the fist surface seems to be a special case, and other parts of the body do not recover very quickly."
Such a healing speed seems to be of no use in an ever-changing battle. Once seriously injured, you will still lose your combat effectiveness and be slaughtered by others.
But if it is used to recuperate injuries, it is excellent. It takes others a hundred days to break their muscles and bones, but I can heal them in one day. It is already a magical skill.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Besides, self-healing is still level one at present, and there is still room for improvement in the future. This blade-burying technique is still very good."
Looking around the battlefield, there were piles of human and horse corpses, a cruel scene, but Du Kang was no longer as uneasy as he had just crossed over.
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"Brothers, although you are just friends of the former Du Kang, you were born as human beings and you died for killing demons. I will not let your corpses be exposed in the wilderness. Wait until I get someone to collect your corpses."
Du Kang, who changed into a suit of leather armor, carried a magical crossbow on his back, carried a crossbow quiver on his waist, and held a two-handed long knife, bowed to the corpses from a distance, and strode into the thick fog.
When the demon slaying team set out early in the morning, the sky was still sunny and they encountered several teams on the road.
After the heavy rain came, it was difficult to walk on the official road, so the swordsmen all suggested taking shelter from the rain. It was Hong Sihai who offered more money on the grounds that the demon was unpredictable and it was urgent to kill the demon, so the swordsmen went on their way in the rain.
This is why, from the time the team was attacked to the time Du Kang left the battlefield, no one passed that section of the official road for more than an hour.
Du Kang walked on the muddy official road, surrounded by thick fog, with visibility less than ten meters, and the only sound in his ears was the rustle of raindrops hitting the woods.
A sense of loneliness and horror began to surge into my heart at the same time, and the road under my feet seemed to be endlessly long.
His intuition reminded him that something seemed to be peeping in the thick fog.
Du Kang couldn't tell whether it was his illusion, so he could only stretch out his sharp blade to guard against possible attacks by beasts and demons, and speed up his pace.
"Help, is there anyone?"
"Who can help me……"
Suddenly, a woman's cry for help came from the thick fog in the distance. This voice broke the strange feeling of horror. Du Kang retracted his sharp blade and walked forward quickly.
Soon I saw a fallen figure on the mountain road ahead.
When Du Kang got closer, he realized that this was a plump young woman with a hairpin on her head. She was wrapped in soaked clothes that made her look particularly attractive. At this time, she was lying on a corpse and crying bitterly.
"Madam, what happened?"
"My husband and I went back to my parents' home to visit relatives. It started raining on the way. We were hiding under a tree and ran into bandits. They not only robbed us of money and sex, but also killed my husband. Sir, are you willing to help me?"
The woman looked at Du Kang with tears in her pretty face.
Du Kang saw that she was still sitting in the muddy water, and wanted to help her up first, but as soon as he held the woman's arm, she was exhausted and fell into Du Kang's arms.
"Master, I have no strength anymore, can you hold me...ah..."
I saw that the sharp blade of Du Kang's right hand penetrated deeply into the woman's lower abdomen, while the sharp blade of his left hand also penetrated the young woman's chest from behind.
"No."
The woman struggled to leave Du Kang's arms, but the sharp blade inside her body held her firmly, and her struggle only widened the wounds on her body.
In the severe pain, the young woman's originally delicate face twisted into a cloud of mist and disintegrated, revealing a jackal face covered with brown-red hair, and her entire body shrank into a small jackal body.
After transforming into a prototype, the jackal demon could no longer produce human sounds from its mouth, and its body gradually became limp amidst the short screams.
After a long time...
Guessing that the jackal demon was dead, Du Kang pulled out the sharp blade in his right hand and took back two of them, leaving only one of them to slice towards the jackal's neck.
He raised the knife and dropped it, and the jackal's head fell to the ground.
It could also be because he was dead and there wasn't much blood spurting out from his neck.
Du Kang was relieved when he saw that the body of the jackal monster was missing. Monsters have very strong vitality, and some monsters are very good at pretending to be dead. It is better to be cautious.
He quickly took out the Demon Refining Bead and stuffed it into its body to let it refine the demon blood. After practicing the Blade Burying Technique, the wolf demon blood had been consumed, and the Demon Refining Bead could be used again.
In a burst of familiar blood, the jackal demon also turned into a mummy.
"Your deception is too ordinary, and your husband is still my colleague. If Old Yao knew that he would have such a beautiful wife after his death, he would be able to die in peace."
At this time, as the illusion disappeared, the stab wounds on the corpse turned back into bite wounds. This corpse was the swordsman who was killed by the wolf demon on the way to escape, and was used by the jackal demon to deceive Du Kang.
After taking back the demon refining bead, Du Kang repeated his old trick and threw the jackal corpse into the river, and Du Kang set off again.
When I walked on the road again, I no longer had the original sense of peeping. I thought it was the jackal monster that had been peeping on me all along the road.
At first, there were dense woods on both sides of the road. As the pace accelerated, sporadic farmland appeared on the roadside as we got closer to the county seat.
As there are more and more farmlands on the roadside, the road surface under our feet is getting better and better, changing from dirt roads to gravel roads.
When you can faintly see the county city wall through the thick fog, your feet have turned into a bluestone road.
Standing under the five-foot-high city wall, Du Kang felt particularly cordial when he saw the firelight on the city tower and the patrolling soldiers.
"Who's down there?" At this time, a voice shouted from the city wall.
"Du Kang, the blood-coated swordsman, went out with the team to hunt monsters this morning. Now he is back in the city. Is Captain Zhao here? I even greeted Captain Zhao when I left the city today."
There was a burst of heads shaking on the city wall, and after a moment a fat head emerged. It was Zhao Yingwu, the captain guarding the east gate today.
"Dukang, a dozen of you went out of the city today, why are you the only one coming back?"
"Captain Zhao, we were only ten miles out of the city. We were attacked by a wolf demon before we even reached Langya Mountain. I was the only one who ran back."
After shouting this sentence, there was a long silence on the top of the city, and it took a long time before someone responded.
"The city gate is not open in foggy weather, so you can come up in a hanging basket." As soon as he finished speaking, a hanging basket on the city wall slowly lowered.
Du Kang didn't think much and sat straight in. The city gates were kept closed in foggy weather for fear of monsters sneaking into the city. The magic of some little monsters' transformation and invisibility would be strengthened in foggy days, making it easy for them to sneak into the city with the crowds of people.
The hanging basket is a measure for people to enter the city after the city gate is closed. As for whether there will be a great demon that can perfectly transform into a human form, it is even more impossible to transform into a human form and enter the city in a hanging basket. Whether the great demon flies directly into the city,
It's very simple to kill all the soldiers, and it doesn't take that much trouble to enter the city.
Therefore, Du Kang is not worried about the strict inspection he will face.
With the squeaking sound of the winch turning, the hanging basket rose from the ground to the top of the city wall. Before Dukang could climb out of the basket, he quickly held Zhao Yingwu's big hand.
"Captain Zhao, it's so tragic. A total of seventeen people were killed by the wolf demon just ten miles out of the city. I was the only one who ran back."
"Brother Du, please express my condolences. I have sent someone to inform you of the Blood Clothes Club. Your people will not die in vain."
Zhao Yingwu couldn't help but show a bit of sadness on his fat face. He pulled Du Kang up to the city wall, then calmly withdrew his hand and put the few pieces of silver handed over by Du Kang into his arms.
Although Zhao Yingwu accepted the money, the grief was indeed somewhat real.
There are many monsters in this world. Every time there is a monster disaster and the government is short of manpower, they have to pay for help from private forces like the Blood Clothes Society. Most of the swordsmen who died today were acquaintances with Zhao Yingwu.
The money collected was the hard work of the city defense team in dragging Du Kang up. It was hard work to drag an adult up the five-foot-high city wall on a foggy day. He was just earning extra money for drinks for his brothers.
"Come into the main building and warm yourself by the fire. You've had a hard time running back all the way in the rain." After saying this, Zhao Yingwu pulled Dukang into the main building.
Next, Zhao Yingwu took the initiative to talk about the tiger demon slaying he had done with the Blood Clothes Club last year, and both of them seemed to be deeply saddened.
Zhao Yingwu did not inquire in detail about today's wolf demon incident, because it might involve a battle between forces in the city, and Zhao Yingwu did not want to know too much.
In this world, not only demons kill people, but humans also kill people, and they kill even more.
Similarly, Zhao Yingwu couldn't just let Du Kang enter the city. A group of eighteen people set out to hunt monsters. Only Du Kang came back unscathed and claimed to have been attacked by a wolf monster. This was just one-sided words on his part.
If it was true, it would be fine. If it was a lie, if Du Kang was let into the city and disappeared or was killed, he would not be able to explain it to the Blood Clothes Society.
In this world where the imperial court is dark and weak, the local government is only limitedly powerful compared to these local tyrants.
There was a tacit understanding between both parties. They only drank some rice wine, ate some side dishes, and chatted about past events. Before they knew it, it was almost dusk, and at this time people from the Blood Clothes Association also came.
There was only one person from the Bloody Clothes Club. He was thin, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat. Under the bamboo hat was an old face with a ravaged face. Du Kang recognized him. He was the third leader of the Bloody Clothes Club, nicknamed Lao Ba.
The Bloody Clothes Association was formed by a merger of three forces in Yangchun County more than ten years ago. The three masters have their own independent armed forces. The swordsmen who left the city today are all from Lao Ba.
Lao Ba stood outside the tower without coming in, obviously waiting for him, so Du Kang bowed his hand to Zhao Yingwu and said goodbye.
Du Kang wore the bamboo hat and raincoat he borrowed from Zhao Yingwu and followed Lao Ba down the city wall.
Walking on a street with few pedestrians, just as he was about to reach the headquarters of the Blood Clothes Club, he heard Lao Ba's hoarse voice in front of him.
"Hong Sihai is dead, but you have mastered the art of burying the blade."