"Hong Sihai is dead, but you have mastered the art of burying the blade."
Lao Ba's voice was hoarse, but it sounded like thunder in Du Kang's ears. The muscles in his arms tensed instantly, and his sharp claws were about to pop out subconsciously.
Everyone who joins the Blood-Shirt Swordsmen Club has signed a contract of betrayal. Once they join the club, their life is no longer their own.
Work as a swordsman when you are young, and do chores when you are old. You have to devote your life to the Blood-coated Society. Those who betray will die according to the rules of the society.
Hong Sihai was the employer this time. The employer died, but the swordsman mastered the spell prepared by the employer for him. If Du Kang were the old man, he would also suspect that he killed the employer for profit.
This will damage the reputation of the Blood Clothes Society. No one will do business with a swordsman with a bad reputation!
The rain made a rustling sound on the bamboo hat and raincoat. Du Kang stared at Lao Ba, who had his back turned to him, but in the end he made no move.
After practicing the Blade Burying Technique, Du Kang's sixth sense was enhanced. He could feel the peeping jackals in the fog before, but now he had a strong premonition that if he attacked Lao Ba, he would die miserably.
Lao Ba is an old man. Since he saw that he had mastered the Blade Burial Technique, he still dared to test himself. He must have the confidence to deal with himself. He turned his back to him and probably wanted to lure him into action.
Du Kang originally wanted to hide the fact that he had mastered the Blade Burying Technique and then find an opportunity to leave the Blood Clothes Society, but now he had to change his mind.
"Back to the third master's house, we were attacked by a wolf demon on the way. Brothers..." Du Kang began to recall his life before time travel, his eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs.
"The brothers tried their best to kill the wolf demon, but I was the only one who was seriously injured and survived. After that, I used the blood of the wolf demon to practice the Blade Burial Technique to recover from my injuries."
"Tell me more about it." Lao Ba's voice was still calm and emotionless.
Next, Du Kang began to describe the story of the attack with both truth and falsehood, and put all the blame on Hong Sihai. He bluntly said that it was Hong Sihai who asked to rush on a rainy day that he was attacked by the wolf monster. He also focused on describing the swordsmen's refusal to retreat in the face of danger.
He Fenyong kills the demon.
"Well, I will send someone to collect the corpse. You have worked hard all the way back. Go to bed early today. Since you are now a monk, you will have a chance to leave the Blood Clothes Society as usual. Think about it carefully today and reply to me tomorrow."
After listening to Du Kang's narration, Lao Ba seemed to believe what he said.
"Yes." Du Kang breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed this test. As long as the body was brought back and the wounds were inspected, he could prove his innocence.
The two of them were silent all the way, and soon arrived at the headquarters of the Blood Clothes Club.
This is a four-entry courtyard with three groups juxtaposed. The huge courtyard is surrounded by four surrounding alleys. The courtyard walls are tall and look like a fortress in the county from a distance.
Lao Ba took Du Kang into the courtyard on the far left, explained to a swordsman on duty at the door, and left in a hurry.
The Bloody Clothes Club is a big gang. The swordsman Du Kang looked familiar but couldn't pronounce his name. The two said hello and stopped talking.
Next, he followed Du Kang through the martial arts training ground in the outer courtyard, handed back the divine machine crossbow he borrowed for the mission, and entered the swordsman's residence in the inner courtyard. He stayed at the door and stopped coming in until Du Kang entered his dormitory.
Du Kang knew that this person would follow him until the body was brought back.
After lighting the oil lamp and standing in the crowded and cramped dormitory, Du Kang truly relaxed. It had only been a few hours since he traveled through time. Killing wolf demons and jackal demons, rushing on the road, and making excuses with others had consumed too much of his mental and physical energy.
Looking around the dormitory, which is small and dimly lit, there is a narrow corridor directly opposite the door. Next to the wall is a pavement that takes up most of the room. There are six wooden cabinets stacked in a pile on the innermost side of the room. On the wall
There are several swords hanging.
This is a six-person dormitory for swordsmen. In this operation, all six swordsmen, including his predecessor, were killed. Now it allows him to temporarily have a private space to think about the next path in life.
As Lao Ba said, after becoming a monk, you have a chance to leave the Blood-Clothed Society, but what can you do if you leave the Blood-Clothed Society?
His predecessor could only kill people, and Du Kang himself could only type codes on the keyboard, but could not farm or do small business at all.
The most important thing is that this is an upgraded novel. The protagonists of other people are all jealous of heaven and earth. If Du Kang chose to live a plain life, what else would the novel have to offer?
Now that we have traveled through time, we have the golden finger of the panel. If we can’t achieve success even in this way, we will really be sorry for the expectations of the readers and the hard work of the author.
"Very good, let's set a small goal first. Based on the blood-clothed skills, we can collect various spells. With the help of Golden Finger, we can reach the highest level step by step."
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the next day.
Before daybreak, Du Kang was awakened by a noise in the courtyard. He knew that the body must have been brought back.
He unhurriedly put on a pair of coarse cloth shirts that he found out from the cabinet. After he washed his face with cold water in the room, there was a knock on the door.
Du Kang opened the door, and in front of him was a man in his forties with a leopard head, ringed eyes, and a tiger's beard. Du Kang recognized him. He was Lin Chun, the spear and stick instructor of a group of swordsmen.
Looking behind him, he saw that the swordsman originally guarding him had left.
"Du Kang, I heard about it just after I woke up today. Hong Sihai went to kill monsters with great fanfare and wanted to practice the buried blade technique. Unexpectedly, he died on the way, and he got an advantage for you in vain."
"Teacher Lin, I was just lucky for a while. I can't compare to you in becoming a monk in a down-to-earth manner."
"What's the matter of luck or not? There are so many people in this world who know how to practice magic. I don't know how many people have trained themselves to death. Among the few who have succeeded, many have become half-demon and half-human monsters. There are even more people who don't even practice.
Dare to practice. If you can succeed, it means you are destined to become a monk."
"Let's go, Lao Ba asked me to call you. I should ask you about your future thoughts." Lin Chun said and pulled Dukang towards the backyard.
The moment he touched Lin Chun, a blue light screen flashed before Du Kang's eyes.
【Name】:Lin Chun
[Skin-changing method]: Skin the monster's skin alive, then refine the monster soul into the skin, peel the human skin and exchange the monster skin for human skin, and the immortal can be possessed by the monster soul and possess the monster's power.
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Skills: Transform into a half-demon, with extreme speed (first level), leopard courage (first level)
Skin peeling (first level)
Advanced conditions: second skin change
Du Kang followed Lin Chun calmly, but he was horrified in his heart. Although his predecessor had vaguely heard that practicing magic was dangerous, he thought that his practice of burying the blade was already very enlightening. He didn't expect that other spells would be even more dangerous.
Weird.
Looking at the square-faced and enthusiastic Lin Chun in front of him, Du Kang couldn't imagine that he had experienced such a cruel thing as changing into a demon skin.
My predecessor had always thought that the name of the gang, Blood Clothes, meant that it would inspire the gang members to fight bloody battles. Du Kang now understood that wearing monster skin was just a blood cloak.
The rain has stopped.
When passing by the inner courtyard, I saw more than a dozen stretchers placed in the courtyard. The gray cloth covering the stretchers was stained with blood, forming strange dark mottled patches.
If I hadn't traveled through time by myself, my body would still be lying there as a corpse.
Without thinking any more, Du Kang followed Lin Chun through the backyard where the coaches lived and walked into the fourth courtyard where Lao Ba lived.
This was Du Kang's first time entering Lao Ba's house. For some reason, Lao Ba, as the third leader of the Blood Clothes Society, lived in a very dark room with only two oil lamps lit in the corners of the room.
At this time, Lao Ba was sitting on the bench at the main seat, holding a brass cigarette rod in his mouth.
"Have you thought about it? If you want to leave, you have to do something for the Blood Clothes Club to repay the kindness of training you in the past few years. If you stay, you will be the instructor of the Blood Clothes Club. You will be on the fifth day of the month.
For ten taels of silver, you can also redeem the spells from the meeting."
"Three years ago, Du Kang came to Yangchun County alone. It was the Blood Clothes Club that took me in, taught me martial arts, and gave me a bite to eat. I, Du Kang, am not the kind of ungrateful person. The Blood Clothes Club is my home, and I am the third head of the family.
Won’t leave.”
Du Kang answered extremely sincerely, and this was also what the original person said from the bottom of his heart.
My parents died when I was young, and I was raised by the clan. Three years ago, there was a drought in my hometown and I was moved here by the government. I was unfamiliar with the place in Yangchun County, and when I was about to starve to death, I joined the Blood Clothes Society. I am only grateful to the Blood Clothes Society in my heart.
Lao Ba's face couldn't be seen clearly in the dimness. As he puffed lightly on the cigarette rod, the dim firelight in the cigarette pot became brighter, illuminating Lao Ba's face full of ravines. Only then could he see his face.
Full of smiles.
"Yes, you are worthy of being my subordinate. Hong Sihai's family will have some troubles, and the meeting will help you sort it out. Let Lin Chun take you to choose a house and move it to the backyard." After saying that, he continued to sit there and spray.
Clouds blow out mist.
"Yes." According to Lao Ba, if Du Kang chooses to leave, Hong Sihai will have to face the troubles in his family by himself.
Moreover, although the swordsmen are only at the bottom of the Blood Clothes Association, they can be replenished as long as they recruit a group of people and train for three months.
But after all, it was because of Hong Sihai that more than a dozen swordsmen died this time, and the Hong family was also going to bleed heavily this time.
When he walked out of Lao Ba's house, Du Kang breathed a sigh of relief. Staying next to Lao Ba always felt a bit depressing.
After that, Du Kang first chose an empty room in the backyard as his room, accompanied by Lin Chun.
After that, he spent the whole morning cleaning and tidying up the room. Lin Chun accompanied him throughout the whole process. During the chat with Lin Chun, Du Kang also learned some common sense about spiritual practice.
There is no distinction between magic and magic in this world. A magic is a magic and a magic is a magic. A magic is not only a way to increase evil spirit and life span, but also a magic to defeat the enemy.
The essence of human cultivation is to absorb the flesh and blood organs of monsters into the body and transform into monsters. It is extremely dangerous during cultivation. If you are not careful, you will be corroded by monster flesh and blood and turn into a demon.
Even if the spell is successful for a while, the consciousness hidden in the monster's flesh and blood will turn into inner demons and interfere with the monk's mind. If the inner demons are allowed to cause chaos, they will eventually turn into demons.
The realm of human magic cultivation is divided into ten levels, divided by the ten heavenly stems, which are: A (ji), B (yi), C (bing), Ding (ding), Wu (wu), Ji (ji), Geng
(gēng), xin (xin), ren (rén), gui (gui).
The division of monsters into realms is even simpler, with only four levels: small monster, big monster, monster king, and monster saint.
Among them, the small demon corresponds to the three realms of human beings A, B, and C, which are the lower three realms; the big demon corresponds to the three realms of Ding, E, and Ji, which are the middle three realms; the demon king corresponds to the three realms of Geng, Xin, and Ren, and is the upper three realms.
The demon saint corresponds to the Gui level. There are very few people of this level, both human and demon.
The main skill of the Blood Clothes Association is [skin-changing method]. There are seven methods including leopard skin, pig skin, cow skin, tiger skin, horse skin, wolf skin, and snake skin. Each skill can be improved to a higher level, and the highest level can be reached.
Geng level.
In addition, the Blood Clothes Association also has seven spells: [Cow Stomach Technique] [Heart Changing Technique] [Limb Changing Technique] [Turtle Shell Technique] [Thousand Eyes Technique] [Demon Control Technique] [Yin Shen Technique], but they are either incomplete.
If it is not complete, either the cultivation conditions are harsh and the number of practitioners in the meeting is very small.
After finishing the small meal cooked by the instructors at noon, Du Kang couldn't wait to walk into the main courtyard of the Blood Clothes Club with the instructor's badge that he had just made.
The main courtyard is located in the center of the Blood Clothes Society's residence and is the location of many functional departments. The library Du Kang is looking for is here.
The Bloody Clothes Society was formed by a merger of three forces in Yangchun County more than ten years ago. The instructors, swordsmen and other forces under the three leaders are still divided into three hills, but functional departments such as the Library are jointly managed by the three leaders.
The spell exchange in the library is an internal benefit for members of the Blood Clothes Society. If you buy it on the black market outside, not only will the purchase channels be complicated and the price high, but you may not be able to buy real spells.
Arriving at the northwest corner of the martial arts training ground, there was an inconspicuous two-story building. Du Kang showed his badge to the guards and pushed the door open.
As soon as you walk in, the smell of pine, paper and ink hits your face.
There were only five rows of bookshelves on the first floor, filled with books of all kinds.
Du Kang already knew from Lin Chun that the first floor was filled with martial arts secret books, unknown true or false secrets collected by the Blood Clothes Association, and various travel notes and biographies.
Du Kang didn't need these for the time being and walked straight to the second floor.
There were no bookshelves on the second floor, only a long table and a chair. An old man with gray hair was dozing on the table.
"Mr. Li, I am Du Kang, the newly promoted instructor. I have a spell that I would like to contribute to the guild. How much merit can you get in exchange for the palm eye?"
After Du Kang finished speaking, he handed over the sheepskin that recorded the blade-burying technique.
The old man stretched, took the sheepskin and looked at it. After a long while, he looked up at Du Kang.
"It's Du Kang, I've heard about you. Since you can practice it, this blade burying method must be real. Although this sheepskin only has a level A cultivation method, it is said that this method is the forbidden demon of the previous dynasty.
Created by Si, it has extremely low side effects and can give you fifty merit points."
"Thank you, Mr. Li. This Blade Burying Technique only reaches Level A. I have no way forward, so I want to redeem it for another spell. I don't know how much merit is required for the spells in it."
Mr. Li didn't answer. He shook his sleeves and took out a pamphlet from nowhere and handed it to Du Kang.
Du Kang took it and took a look. Written on it were the names of the various spells owned by the Blood Clothes Association, their training requirements, effects, side effects, degree of incompleteness, and the merits required for redemption, but there was no training method.
Du Kang looked at the brochure and thought for a long time, and finally chose...