Li Jing opened her eyes.

First, he glanced around in a daze.

When he saw the wine flag waving in the wind, he found a sense of familiarity.

In order to treat the injury, I sealed myself with mud and entered a state of false death with the "Heart Sutra of Withering and Wind". Unexpectedly, when I woke up again, things had changed.

From this perspective, he also has to be grateful to the old ghost in the mountains.

If it weren't for the old ghost in the deep mountains that touched the Demon-Slaying Sword!

I'm afraid I'll still sleep.

I just don’t know how long it took to go into seclusion this time.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at Pang Yong and said in confusion: "I wonder what time this hero is now?"

"this.."

Pang Yong, who was full of alert, couldn't help but be stunned. He never expected that Li Jing would ask such a funny question in the first sentence.

Pei Rong also looked at Li Jing curiously.

"It's the seventh day of the ghost month of the fourth year of Yuanping!"

"The fourth year of Yuanping?"

When Li Jing heard Pang Yong's words, he couldn't help but be stunned. He never expected that three years had passed after his retreat.

If it weren't for today's invasion of demons, he would have continued to sleep, and he would not know when he would have woken up.

Scary and terrible.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly called out the attribute panel. His new attributes were like transparent glass, hanging in the air.

Xiahou General

Identity: Exorcist clan

Skill:

Blood Evil: The Third Level

Ten Blood Killing Styles: The Fourth Level

Heart Sutra: The First Level

Free point:     4

Props:

Demon-Slaying Sword: A sword passed down from generation to generation by the Xiahou clan. It contains infinite beliefs and greatly increases the lethality of demons and ghosts.

Three years of meditation are not without benefits.

Li Jing finally practiced the "Heart Sutra withering and Rise" to the first level.

"Is this "Heart Sutra of Withering and Rise" really great!"

"It can actually simulate dead trees and store qi and blood and vitality into the Divine Court!"

"When needed, it explodes, thus generating several times of combat power."

The infinite qi and blood flowed backwards and were sealed in the Shenting acupoint, and Li Jing's body also changed greatly.

The originally plump skin became dull and clinging to the bones like paper.

However, his skin became surprisingly tough.

It looks like old cowhide.

Although there is no verification, Li Jing feels that even ordinary swords are difficult to damage, let alone fists.

This is also the reason why he kicked the King of Sha Thief, not only without any injury, but instead he took the opportunity to grab his ankle and threw it up heavily.

Due to the contraction of the skin, the wound on Li Jing's body had already healed.

Even the wound that was as terrifying as a baby's mouth shrank into a straight line. Only by looking closely can you see the hidden red color.

Feeling the changes in his body, Li Jing couldn't help but feel happy. He knew that he had bet right!

This "Heart Sutra withering and Wind" is really effective in healing injuries.

What he didn't expect was that!

With the breakthrough of the Heart Sutra.

The originally shriveled Shenting hole began to become fuller and fuller little by little, and in the end, it even highlighted a red, millet-sized lump.

It looks as dazzling as cinnabar, and it also looks like the marks of gods and Buddhas.

It is precisely because of this red mole that his temperament changed drastically. Not only did he lose his cruelty, but he had an indescribable sacred and solemn appearance.

"When the qi and blood are rich to a certain extent!"

"This millet-sized mark will also become bigger!"

"In the end, it was even more like soybeans and broad beans, and finally it was even more like fingertips!"

"In legend, after an ancient saint became a Buddha, there would be such a mark that looked like cinnabar above the center of his eyebrows.

"It's very solemn!"

"I thought that all this was just a legend."

"I didn't expect that it was the result of cultivation."

"Although this mental method is the limit, it is only a thousand pounds of force, and it cannot allow the body to break through the limit and become a sanctified body."

"There is no way to compare the "Eight Nine Profound Arts" and "Xiao Xiao Jin Body" in the Fengshen Universe!"

"However, his thoughts are very profound. In terms of exquisiteness, they are no less than the secret techniques of the great clan."

"The value of this "Heart Sutra withering and Rise" is much greater than you imagined!"

"I didn't expect that such a low-dimensional world would have such a wonderful technique!"

…

Perhaps, the harvest of my journey this time is much stronger than I imagined!

Thinking of this, Li Jing couldn't help but become excited.

The originally tired body also has a little more strength due to changes in emotions.

Just as Li Jing was thinking, a voice suddenly rang out: "Who are you?"

"Why is it inside the mud tire?"

"Are you a clay fetus?"

"Perong!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Pang Yong hurriedly stopped him and protected Pei Rong behind him. Then he said apologetically: "Senior!"

"I'm not guilty, please don't forgive me."

"Senior is very skilled, I think he is not an unknown person. I just don't know?"

Looking at the people with a look of alert, Li Jing couldn't help but chuckled.

"In Xiahou General!"

When everyone was stunned when they heard Li Jing’s name, Pang Yong asked in disbelief:

"General Xiahou?"

"The world's number one swordsman, Xiahou General?"

Although I had already believed it a little, out of caution, Pang Yong still asked: "Senior is actually the number one swordsman in the world, why did he seal it here?!"

Although Peirong's body was blocked by Pang Yong, the curiosity in her eyes could not be concealed.

Li Jing looked up, and his eyes showed memories and nostalgia, and said quietly:

"Three years ago!"

"I passed by this place and accidentally encountered the Black Wind. After a series of fierce battles, I escaped by chance with my family's sword."

"I just didn't expect that the Sand Thieves King would have been ambushed here for a long time!"

"And attack me while I was seriously injured!"

"Although he was killed in the end, he had to enter a state of fake death because he was too serious."

"I never thought that it has been three years since the flash of time!"

"Ah!" Listening to Li Jing's story, Pei Rong couldn't help but exclaim.

This experience is too fantasy, right?

But!

The Sand Thieves King has indeed disappeared for several years.

I thought he was practicing in seclusion, but I didn't expect that he was killed by Xiahou's general here.

Pang Yong exchanged a glance with the people around him.

After looking at it with a scrutiny for a while, they finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no problem.

Pang Yong stepped forward excitedly and said with gratitude: "Hiss Xiahou!"

"Please accept Pang's worship!"

….
Chapter completed!