Chapter 4 Black Wind Rider

Wisps of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Drilling into Li Xin's body.

It made his blood boil, and wisps of white mist spewed out of his pores.

The surface of the body is vibrating to a small extent.

As this frequency increases.

His physical body actually became tighter and tougher.

There are even light blue scales appearing on it.

"The increase in prosperity really has an effect!"

[Name: Li Xin]

[Subjects: one thousand eight hundred and sixty-three (talent +0.1)]

[Luck: 7 (precarious)]

[Talent: 7]

[Skill: Nameless (Body Tempering Realm%50)]

In just one stick of incense, his progress in physical training reached %50!

This kind of progress is already very impressive.

Then, he quickly walked out of the yard.

The village is very lively now. There are many willow trees planted in the open space outside the village. At this time, under the trees, the young people in the village are practicing martial arts.

Almost all of them have reached the bone forging realm.

Some people have vaguely reached the advanced stage.

This is already very impressive, because the ordinary warriors of the Great Zhou Dynasty have only reached the early stage of the Bone Forging Realm.

The person who teaches young people to practice Qigong is a middle-aged man.

Tall and full of muscles, he looked like a hill standing there.

The energy and blood all over the body are very strong.

He held a tiger-headed sword in his hand, and curses came from his mouth from time to time.

[Name: Zhang Meng]

[Loyalty 100% (risk one's life)]

[Skills: Proud Soldier Jue, Moon-breaking Sword Technique]

[Luck: white]

【Talent:1.8】

This is Zhang Meng, the eldest son of Zhang He. His cultivation should be at the early stage of the blood-moving realm, and his talent is much higher than his father's.

At this moment, Zhang He came over with a smile holding the account book.

"Young Master, I just did some calculations. Our monthly income from the furs and elixirs in the village has reached two thousand taels!"

It's not a lot, but it's always a good start.

After Li Xin heard the answer, he pondered for a moment and then said.

"Every month, one thousand taels of silver will be put into the treasury, and all other silver will be used to purchase food.

Is it enough for how many people to feed until this fall?”

"Master, do you still want to accept refugees?"

Zhang He said with some distress.

If he wants to restore the country, in his opinion, if some of the refugees can do things, it will be enough. It is better to recruit some experts.

But after seeing Li Xin's increasingly sharp eyes, he didn't dare to complain.

He did the math and said.

"With the current price of food, we should be able to accommodate about a hundred people every month. This is the limit. Otherwise, everyone will starve!"

"Then recruit a hundred people every month, and you'll take care of it!"

After Li Xin finished speaking, he continued to walk forward.

He passed by the blacksmith shop. After a period of transformation, this workshop can now accommodate forty or fifty people working together to forge iron.

The tinkling sound fell in Li Xin's ears. Judging from the prototype of the forging, it should be Mo Dao. At this time, not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but it was somewhat pleasant to the ear.

Especially when I saw the loyalty of these people inside reaching about 75%, the satisfaction in my eyes flashed away.

Looking towards the mountain, I saw a fast terraced field, very neatly planned.

It's almost endless.

On the way up the mountain, from time to time people from the hunting team came back carrying bows and arrows.

He held a variety of prey in his hands.

This made Li Xin very happy.

In the following days, he continued to practice every day.

As the village becomes more and more prosperous.

The progress of Wuming Kung Fu is also constantly rising.

Another half year passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Li Xin just got up, walked out of the yard, and looked at the light blue sky.

From time to time, the sound of children running and playing could be heard.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

After stretching.

"Crack!"

On the spine, a stream of heat floated, as if it was about to burst out of the body.

A set of boxing techniques, executed smoothly and smoothly.

Every move and style may seem heavy, but they reveal a certain degree of flexibility.

Sometimes it looks like a divine dragon waving its tail, and sometimes it looks like a giant dragon soaring into the sky.

The fierce pale golden fist seals wrapped around the body in an airtight manner.

The big trees around me were all swaying.

"boom!"

Finally, after Li Xin punched out a sonic boom.

Then he put away his exercises.

A long arrow of air came out of his mouth.

His eyes became extraordinarily bright.

[Name: Li Xin]

[Subjects: 2,480 people (talent +0.2)]

[Luck: 8 (precarious)]

[Talent: 8]

[Skill: Nameless (Blood Moving Realm% 20)]

[Combat Skill: Yunlong Eight Styles!]

After half a year of dormancy, the population has slowly increased, reaching more than 2,400 people, close to 2,500.

If the population reaches 10,000, it can be established as a town.

However, what makes him a little helpless is that as the population increases, the luck and talent grow slower as the population goes further.

This is even more true for the people under his command.

"Now Lijiacun should be able to protect itself somewhat!"

With the population increasing, the number of guards responsible for protecting the village in Lijiacun has increased to 300.

Among these people, the Li family villagers who were the first to practice have all broken through to the late stage of bone forging due to their increased talents.

They were all assigned to Mo Daobing by Li Xin.

Nowadays, Mo Dao, which weighs hundreds of kilograms, is like straw in their hands.
To be continued...