Just like the ordinary mountains, ordinary water, and ordinary people here.
But obviously, this place is also extraordinary, because Xu Mo knows that this will be his new starting point.
Under the night, the chirping of insects was quiet and long, and Xu Mo lay on the bed and thought about it.
A rooster is sleeping on the roof outside, and rhubarb and erhuang are lying on the ground in front of the door.
"I have killed the sword demon four times when I was on Mount Zao. This is a destined fact and cannot be changed. Similarly, just like the weird toxins in my body, such as "The Ghost Whispers of the Corpse" and the image of the Corpse Ancestor,
It already exists, and it is before the new time anchor point. It is impossible to eliminate it, so just accept it. In this way, there are at least three weird things in my body."
Xu Mo figured it out for himself.
Maybe there is an omission.
Because he only counted the big weird things, such as some small weird things, such as wandering gods, strange flames and strange fires, etc., Xu Mo did not count them.
It is also because these may have very little impact on him now or in the future.
At least, there is no weird manipulation from the shore behind it.
"The real key is to slay the demons four times and "The Ghost Whispers of the Corpse".
Xu Mo highlighted the key points.
"We can no longer encounter demons three times. Although the fifth demon slaying will greatly improve the swordsmanship, it will also greatly shorten the distance between the sword master and the great immortal. The other party will definitely pay attention to it, and if there are only four slayings,
Demons will receive much less attention, and can even be ignored for the time being."
Xu Mo has analyzed this matter himself, and he also has feelings about it.
Last time, wasn't it because he killed the sword demon five times that he was targeted by the Sword Lord Immortal, and finally led this guy to take action?
Therefore, we can no longer rely on the Sword Code to slay demons and improve our swordsmanship.
Xu Mo had to find another way, or learn the art of swordsmanship on his own.
In addition, Xu Mo felt that what was more troublesome was the "Ghost Whispers". Compared with the danger of killing demons four times, the threat to him from the "Ghost Whispers" should be more direct.
"The corpse ghost language is a kind of consciousness, a memory, and a spiritual thing. If you want to restrain it, you need to find another similar weirdness. Moreover, the attributes are incompatible... it is difficult!"
Although you have found a way, when you actually do it, you will find that it is difficult to take the first step.
Xu Mo thought for a whole night and finally decided that he could only look for it slowly.
Moreover, this process needs to be low-key.
This means that he must leave Qucun and travel around.
In addition, Xu Mo also had a long-term plan this time. He wanted to see how long a cycle would last if he didn't die.
Can you live this life to the end?
This idea is very interesting. It is both a special experience and a very important experiment.
It is necessary whether considered from a spiritual level or from a practical sense.
What's interesting is that Xu Mo actually has an inexplicable expectation for this.
This is like a game with various gameplays. You can choose to fight monsters and upgrade, choose to fight for dynasty, or choose to fight with swords and swords.
Of course, you can also choose to live an ordinary life, working from sunrise to sunrise, simple and ordinary.
If you look at this strange world from different angles and identities, you may gain different results.
"That's it!"
Xu Mo has already begun to make calculations and plans for this matter in his mind. Of course, before that, the crisis in Qucun must be resolved, and this matter can be said to be a piece of cake for Xu Mo.
Know the time, know the place, know who the enemy is and what their strength is.
Calculate mentally but not intentionally, be prepared but not prepared.
It's hard to lose.
After breakfast, Xu Mo told Dr. Qu that he was going out for a walk in the village.
Outside, chickens, ducks, and dogs followed Xu Mo, like a long line, stretching for dozens of meters.
"Everyone go back and disperse!"
Xu Mo turned around and lectured, and immediately the chickens, ducks, and dogs dispersed.
These little guys, Xu Mo was idle and bored, so he inspired them.
Now they are all smarter than monkeys.
Killing them for meat may be more difficult than before.
Today's weather, like my girlfriend's temper, changes at will.
Raindrops were falling, and Xu Mo was waiting at the entrance of the village. After a while, three figures came from a distance.
There is not much difference from ordinary people's appearance, but if you sense the breath carefully, you can notice that these three guys seem to have no breath.
Of course, if there is really no breath, then it is a dead person.
They are evil spirits, and their auras are different from those of ordinary people, either hidden or long-lasting.
When I passed by Xu Mo, I even took a look.
Get ready to enter the village.
Xu Mo smiled and said: "Guys, please let me wait!"
After saying that, the sword rose, the cold light was like snow, and the sharp energy was like light!
It's like a crack in the dark clouds in the sky, and the light shines down, but in the blink of an eye, it disappears without a trace.
All three demon cultivators died.
Didn't even have time to say a word.
Xu Mo knew that his victory was a sneak attack and a conspiracy.
But so what?
It doesn't matter if you win, and Xu Mo is using a sword now. The swordsman, the way of killing, only looks at the result, not the process.
He stretched out his hand a little, and the strange fire burned the corpse and wiped out all traces.
In fact, three evil spirits were refined into a demon elixir.
Xu Mo put it away, thinking that it might come in handy in the future.
If it doesn't work, take it back and feed it to Rhubarb and Xiaohuang. They will definitely improve to the next level.
"What? Mr. Xu, are you leaving?" After returning to the village, Xu Mo said goodbye to Doctor Qu and his family.
"Yes, I've been bothered by you these past few days. Xu Mo will bear in mind Doctor Qu's kindness."
"But, the poison on your body..."
"It doesn't matter. Dr. Qu has already given me some balance. Now I have nothing wrong with me."
"Hey, after all, we haven't eliminated the root cause, there are still hidden dangers."
"If you feel unwell in the future, please come back to Dr. Qu for diagnosis and treatment!"
"Oh well."
Dr. Xiaoqu pulled Xu Mo and asked, "Will you come back in the future?"
Xu Mo said back and said that by then, you, Dr. Xiaoqu, will probably be able to take charge of the job on your own.
Dr. Xiaoqu said this with great joy.
The daughter-in-law of the Qu family also prepared some dry food for Xu Mo to eat on the road. Xu Mo did not refuse and took all of it with him.
"Kid, I'm leaving!" Xu Mo touched the head of the little kid who was playing with mud, and handed the windmill he had already made to his hand. The little kid giggled happily.
Xu Mo may never forget that joyful, ordinary and real scene.
After walking two miles out of the village, I happened to meet the son of the Qu family, Qu Yuanzhi, who had returned from a medical trip.
"Mr. Xu, are you leaving?"
"Yes, I just have something to do. I'm sorry to bother you again."
"What are you talking about? It won't be a problem for you to stay here for a few more years."
"Haha, I will come back when I finish my work in the future."
"That's okay!"
"Doctor Qu, go back quickly, your family is waiting for you."
"So, I wish Mr. Xu a safe journey."
"Thank you!"
Xu Mo bowed his hands and walked away with a smile.
Interestingly, after walking for a while, the sky cleared up.
Xu Mo looked up and shook his head: "The weather is really unpredictable, just like life, there are hard times and rainy days, but eventually there will be a sunny day full of flowers!"
So he took a big step forward.
While walking, I sang: There is righteousness in the world, hold the sword and write the clear and the turbid. The ghosts and gods cry when the sword rises, and the evil ones cry when the sword falls. After a thousand sleeps, I look back, and then I feel that everything is strange and lonely. I wish to be blessed by the cause of hundreds of generations, in exchange for the purity of the world.
