Ouyang Jing said lightly: "I just suddenly felt very hot, so I jumped into the water to swim and relieve the heat. Unexpectedly, the fish monster happened to be in the water. I thought I was idle and I was idle, so I simply used my own bait and caught it."

His words were obviously not true, and no one with a little bit of caution would believe them.

However, Xuanzang was almost innocent until he was almost innocent - otherwise he would not have used a 300 nursery rhymes and a set of musical instruments as magic weapons to subdue demons everywhere.

Therefore, Xuanzang not only believed Ouyang Jing's words, but also respected him: "I didn't expect that Brother Ouyang was so brave that he dared to use his body as bait to catch fish monsters. Xuanzang admired it!"

Ouyang Jing smiled humbly: "If you can't praise the master, I'm just a fool and bold. Master Xuanzang, where will we go next?"

Xuanzang looked sad: "Go back to the market first. I can't figure out something. I want to ask my master for advice."

Ouyang Jing was completely unlucky. He left the fishing village with Xuanzang and returned the same way.

Speaking of which, Ouyang Jing followed Xuanzang for two days before he arrived at this small fishing village. He has only been in the fishing village for less than an hour, and has been killed by life, but he has not even drunk saliva, so he has to go back home and go back to the market for another two days...

If it were someone else, I'm afraid my mentality would have exploded long ago.

But Ouyang Jing did not have any bad emotions - he earned an unexpected reward!

On the way back, they were safe and sound. Two days later, the two returned to the prosperous market.

Xuanzang said goodbye to Ouyang Jing and went to his master to solve his doubts. Ouyang Jing also returned to the inn, took a comfortable bath, and went out to find a restaurant for a good meal. When the lights first came on, he had already returned to the inn room to prepare for practice.

I went back and forth for four days, and during this period, Ouyang Jing did not pass by in vain.

Even on the road, he had never given up his practice. Whenever he was camping, he would practice the half-shou blood-transforming sword until his meridians were tired and he fell asleep and rested. He would practice for a short while while rushing in the daytime and rest for a while.

He practiced diligently throughout this way. After four days, his blood-transforming magic sword entered the realm again. The evil spirit of the metal in the lung meridian was more than doubled compared to when he first entered the original stage, and he had already taken the prototype of the sword energy.

Ouyang Jing thought to himself that at this progress, his Blood-Changing Divine Sword would reach the level of entry into the ninth grade within ten days. At that time, he would emit a sword energy and kill the enemy from the air.

The rapid progress of cultivation is naturally gratifying.

But Ouyang Jing still didn't have much calculation in his mind for the next two side missions.

Especially in the third side mission, Ouyang Jing was even more clueless.

"Even if my character suddenly explodes, the Ninth-grade Divine Sword of Blood Transformation is achieved, with a ten-foot sword, and a ten-foot sword energy, I'm afraid I can just die with a little dignity when facing Sun Wukong who escapes from trouble... Having said that, if I want to die with more dignity in front of Sun Wukong, it would be better to pretend to be a weak scholar and recite two upright poems, such as in ancient times, who have no death, and mock Sun Wukong for abuse of violence... This is better than being played with by Sun Wukong until death, I don't know how much he is. He dies with a strong trait..."

After a little dissipation, Ouyang Jing removed his distracting thoughts, calmed his mind, clarified the spiritual platform, and slowly used the mental method to refine the evil spirit.

In the next few days, Ouyang Jing lived a very regular life in the market.

Every day, I start dancing with chickens and practice boxing and bodybuilding. After exercise, I wash and eat breakfast, and then hang out in a row, deliberately looking for some useful news. I eat on time at noon, take a nap after the meal, and continue practicing boxing and foot skills. After dinner, I take a shower, and then meditate and practice the Blood-Changing Divine Sword. At the third o'clock, I untied my clothes and sleep.

Occasionally he would go to the City God Temple to chat with Xuanzang.

It’s not that he was bored, but that he had to pay attention to Xuanzang’s movements, otherwise he really didn’t know where to find the pig demon’s nest. He couldn’t find out if he asked about it. Obviously, the news about the demon was only circulated among professional exorcists.

Before we knew it, nine days passed by in a flash.

On the third update of this day, Ouyang Jing, who was sitting cross-legged at the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. As his eyes opened and closed, there was a flash of lightning in his eyes.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air, slowly stretched out his hand, raised his thumb, and pressed the window around the air.

laugh!

As the sound of breaking through the air, a hazy sword aura shot out from his thumb Shaoshang point, as fast as thunder and as fast as lightning. In a moment, a small hole as thick as a chopstick was drilled into the window paper.

"The sword energy is one meter away from the body, the blood-transforming magic sword, the ninth grade is in the beginning!"

Ouyang Jing laughed and was overjoyed.

After a while of happiness, he suddenly became a little stunned and said to himself: "By the way, it seems that any small pistol has a farther range than my current blood-transforming magic sword! Even if I am a ninth grade, my sword energy is only ten feet wide, and I can't catch up with any small pistol... As for the power, uh, in terms of physical lethality, my Smith Wesson m500 thrown on Peach Blossom Island seems to be far more than the ninth grade blood-transforming magic sword!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

It’s better to just take a good gun and practice marksmanship for a few months after working hard for a lifetime. This feels really annoying.

"Well, when dealing with monsters and monsters, martial arts are more powerful. Ordinary guns and ammunition only have physical lethality and no exorcism special effects, so they may not be able to break the demon's defense..."

Ouyang Jing could only enlighten himself in this way: "Besides, those who practice martial arts have their own magical powers and will always have them. But guns, such as guns, are scrap iron without ammunition. And every gun has a constant power and cannot grow. Unlike martial arts and magical powers, they have huge growth potential.

"It's like my blood-transforming magic sword. Now the physical lethality is a little less, and it's not as good as a small police pistol, but it has special effects! It can invade the body of the sword and corrode the bones and blood! If it can be achieved in the future, even the Golden Immortal Dao Body and the Bodhisattva Dharma Body can turn into dirty blood! So, as a human being, you must look at the long-term, and you can't just look at the front of you..."

After enlightening himself for a while, he threw away his unhappiness and became happy for the ninth grade of the Blood Transformation Divine Sword.

Well, Ouyang Jing deliberately ignored some problems - there are also super powerful things in scientific and technological weapons. Such as nuclear bombs, Gundams, space warships, death stars, and two-way foils...

Especially in the early stage, technological weapons with high initial power and easy access are definitely better than martial arts, magic, and other self-strengthening abilities that require long-term growth.

Almost all the low-level reincarnationists start with guns. When Ouyang Jing faces a team of fully armed low-level reincarnationists on Taohua Island, he mainly relies on guns to output. His martial arts practiced for twenty years were mostly used as displacement and auxiliary means.

As for the later stage... I can only say that martial arts may not be better than technology, and technology may not be better than martial arts. It depends entirely on the person who masters, his own talents, achievements, and application methods.

In short, everything is possible in the Hall of Reincarnation.
Chapter completed!