The steward of the outer courtyard and the steward Xiong.

Two old friends.

One was beheaded when facing him.

One was beheaded when facing from behind.

One of them was a knife in the right hand.

One of them is a left-handed knife.

One was cut into two parts from the left shoulder to the right waist.

One was cut into two parts from the right waist to the left shoulder.

The same wound.

Same location.

The same miserable death!

As soon as He Gui caught the flying fire bottle, he saw the scene of Steward Xiong being brutally dismembered.

I'm not yet heartbroken, but I'm already frightened.

He Gui managed to calm down and asked loudly:

"Your Excellency is not Cao Shiqi! Who...are you?"

Cao Cuo's right arm was hit with a broken bone by the magic weapon Liuhuo Bottle, and his right hand was drooping.

The golden light on the left hand is getting brighter and brighter, spreading all over the left arm...

The phantom of a three-foot blade slowly grows in the light of the left palm...

More and more solid...

This is a sign that the divine sword has reached the point where it can change shape.

Change its shape! Art creates bones!

The transformation of deformation, the bone of art.

A magical sword transformed into a knife shape, breaking away from the barrier of flying blade technique...

A brand new technique seems to be taking shape...

Cao Cuo has been practicing Hundred-Edge Boxing for 20 years. Practicing boxing is to practice Qi, and boxing is like sword.

He created this magical sword in the hope of refining a breath of bad energy, a breath of bad energy that was cultivated day after day in Hejiazhuang.

Cao Cuo stepped forward, three spells from the same origin flowed together, and the light of the magic sword in his left hand became more and more powerful...

Cut down the flowing fire bottle that struck twice with one knife...

The three talismans thrown out by He Gui in panic...

Phew!

A ray of light!

He Gui saw a light!

Bright...

Click!

In the middle of He Gui's eyebrows, a long red line appeared, running through his whole body...

Two corpses, internal organs, and blood were scattered on the ground.

The place is red...

Manager Hejiazhuang didn't even have a chance to cry out in pain.

I reunited with all the stewards...

"Manager He! My name is Cao Cuo!"

Cao Cuo put away his knife and answered lightly.

Unfortunately, Manager He can no longer hear his reply.

The two corpses and the contents inside were scattered on the ground like garbage...

The ground is red...

Cao Cuo has clear ideas and feels comfortable...

Ten green lights flew from outside.

The steward who escaped and the corpse outside were naturally eaten by them...

Green Locust did not participate in tonight's attack, Cao Cuo did it himself.

Because he discovered that symbiotic induction has drawbacks in increasing spell experience.

Although the two coexist and prosper together, and the practice experience is equivalent to superposition, however, after the flying blade technique reaches the perfect state, this superposition has no effect.

The root cause is that the Qi after the Flying Blade Technique is perfected is impure. This Qi is transformed by the practitioner's thoughts. After the various techniques are perfected, they all have unique Qi.

If the thoughts are pure, the Qi will be pure; if the thoughts are mixed, the Qi will be mixed.

Before the technique is perfected, the auras of Cao Cuo and Green Locust are mixed and no harm is seen. After the technique is perfected, if you want to reach the realm of three changes in the technique, you must make the aura of the technique pure and your thoughts consistent.

That's why.

Eminent monks and great virtues who practice one method throughout their lives can often reach an incredible level.

Those who are greedy for more, greedy for perfection, and have multi-faceted practitioners with complicated minds are mostly lost in the public eye.

A person with a sincere heart and a spirit is nothing more than this.

Cao Shiqi started practicing Hundred Blade Boxing in the Cao family at the age of ten. After becoming Cao Cuo at the age of fifteen, he mixed with Green Locust and practiced this boxing together. Until now, the multiple auras have been mixed.

The unyielding spirit of Hejiazhuang when he was humiliated; the resentment of witnessing cruel things; the unwillingness to try to reach a higher level; all kinds of complex atmospheres are combined into one furnace, turning into a filled with evil atmosphere.

Tonight's attack, Cao Cuo only let the green locusts control the formation, and did it all by himself, in order to refine this evil spirit through a life-and-death fight, purify his own thoughts of practice, and push the Hundred Blade Fist to a whole new level.

This is practicing boxing, practicing swordsmanship, and even more training your mind!

This was his first time killing, a total of one hundred and one people. Because he was immersed in the sword skills, he almost didn't feel any discomfort. Killing these people didn't even touch him as much as when he killed Wu Zima.

Perhaps in his eyes, these people are more like beasts than Wu Zui!

After a night of killing, boxing and sword skills have been completely transformed. What's more important is that after practicing the mind, the heart of seeking the Tao becomes clearer and clearer.

Tonight, not only did I gain a thorough understanding of the state of perfect qi training, which can be promoted after one or two years of polishing, but I also vaguely explored the threshold of foundation building, and gained a lot.

Chi!

"What the hell!" Cao Cuo suddenly shouted angrily.

Phew!

A bright light!

A black shadow breaks into two parts

The long-running burning lantern technique was exhausted, and Cao Cuo's mana seemed to have been drained away, leaving only a few strands, and he was extremely tired.

His feet softened, and he knelt half on the ground. He supported the ground with one hand to support his body and prevent him from falling to the ground. Ten green locusts pounced on him, entangled with half of the black shadow.

Only then did Cao Cuo see the full picture of the black shadow: a half-centipede that was more than three feet long and covered in black gold was still fighting fiercely with the green locust!

Cao Cuo recalled the records in the book.

"Alien ferocious insect, the bone-eating golden centipede!"

This is a strange and poisonous creature that lives in the "Bone Erosion Mountain", a dangerous place in Wanzu Ridge.

The bone-corrosive poison in this object is as black as ink. It is said that as long as the skin of ordinary monks is even slightly touched, the flesh and bones will rot immediately, and there is no cure.

"Fortunately, I was cautious enough, otherwise I would have capsized in the gutter if I had been bitten!" Cao Cuo secretly said it was a fluke.

A mature bone-eating golden centipede can rival a dragon. The one in front of me is in its infancy like the green locust.

Half an hour later.

Half of the centipede was on the verge of death. Before it died, it roared and sprayed out bone-eroding black mist...

Two green locusts were dyed black...

Lying on the ground, dying.

Cao Cuo quickly used symbiosis induction to contact.

I can rest assured after confirming that the green locusts are not seriously injured.

The green locust pounced on the corpse of the bone-corroding golden centipede and feasted on it. Even if it was infected by the bone-corroding poison, its whole body was completely black and it would not stop talking.

Nowadays, delicious food is just a condiment.

"The resistance of green locusts to poisons is beyond imagination. Even the bone-corrosive poisons mentioned by monks cannot harm them."

Cao Cuo was secretly happy that the green locust was invulnerable to all poisons. As a symbiotic person, he also had the same physique.

After resting for a while and regaining some strength, Cao mistakenly searched the scene.

Only two low-quality storage bags were found.

How expensive is one? The other is the steward of the racecourse.

In the storage bag of the steward of the racecourse, there are more than three hundred talismans, fifty stones of yellow rice, and various sundries...

The most precious thing is a Qi training inheritance of [Nong Yan Gong], which is at the same level as [Hundred Blade Fist].

There are more things in He Gui's storage bag, including more than 1,500 talisman coins, a foundation-building pill, 120 stones of yellow rice, and five elixirs...

The most precious thing is the secret inheritance of [Innate Gu].

Cao Cuo took a closer look at [Original Gu], and after verifying it with the manual, he understood that this should be a residual method.

The original intention is to practice together with the Gu creature, which can not only promote cultivation, but also increase the chance of foundation building.

However, the method used to restrict the poisonous creatures is too crude and must have been heavily deleted, greatly increasing the probability of the poisonous creatures backlashing.

Cao Cuo has already co-existed with green locusts, and is countless times more powerful than this poison secret method. Of course, he will not practice the dangerous [Original Gu].

However, the method of raising poisonous insects is worth learning from, especially the method of refining insect grain pills, which can greatly increase the growth rate of insects and is very suitable for green locusts.

"Including the more than 200 shi of yellow rice confiscated from the granary, there are more than 370 shi of yellow bud rice, worth more than 3,700 talisman coins. It can be regarded as a sudden fortune."

Cao Cuo sighed secretly, and while playing with the bottle of flowing fire in his hand, he turned to look at the corpses of several people who were about to be devoured, and said to himself:

"Those who kill will always be killed. You all deserve what you deserve."

After collecting all the seizures, He Gui slowly left the inner hall, followed by ten green locusts.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Quiet as ink.

Outside Hejiazhuang, three other green locusts led thousands of locusts towards the granary, and a fire broke out in the nearby horse farm...

Locusts, panicked horses, burning stables, people putting out fires, people driving away locusts...

A mess.

No one noticed that the horse slave Cao Shiqiu was missing from the stable.

Maybe they were killed together.

Perhaps he accidentally died in the fire.
Chapter completed!