The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 36 36. Xuanwu True Strength

After a while, Tong Jia came over with the cooked medicine. Linger thanked her repeatedly, then drank it obediently and lay down.

In her heart, this female doctor also changed from a "Song Cheng woman" to a name - Tong Jia.

"Have a good rest and recover as soon as possible." Song Cheng said the next sentence.

"Uh-huh!"

Ling'er hurriedly agreed obediently.

Song Cheng and his wife left, and the door closed again.

Ling'er looked at the quiet door, her emotions in her heart were extremely complicated.

As the eldest lady's personal maid, she is not said to be full of "intentions", but she is definitely not a fool.

Song Cheng's simple words had already made her understand many things.

Song Cheng followed her and then helped her deal with the footprints, helping her avoid certain death.

However, who killed Shi Yi? Judging from today's situation, it seems that the answer is already available.

If Song Cheng had simply killed Shi Yi, Ling'er would have thought in her heart, "How is it possible? I don't believe it. How could a country boy kill Shi Yi, who had exhausted resources since childhood and was trained as a strong man?" .

Even if she saw it with her own eyes, she was just shocked.

Shock

Something impossible must have happened.

She must not believe that Song Cheng has that ability.

But now, she was not shocked or had thoughts such as "How is this possible? This is impossible."

The young man opened the door, elegantly placed two new apricots blooming in the spring rain beside her bed, and said those words as if nothing had happened. At that moment, the boy had transformed from a man with mud legs to a devil in the dark abyss.

Bloody, powerful, terrifying, bottomless

Ling'er has experienced ups and downs in this short day, but now she can still wait until the dust settles and the sky clears up after the rain.

'He must have overheard the conversation between Shi Yi and me, so he had murderous intentions. ’

'He actually has to do this, because if Shi Yi comes back, he will definitely suppress him everywhere and even kill him. ’

'He should have killed me too because I wasn't nice to him. ’

'But he didn't kill me. ’

‘On the contrary, he helped me. ’

'He could have killed me, but he didn't. He also picked flowers for me.'

Two lines of tears rolled down Ling'er's pretty cheeks, and she didn't know what kind of complicated emotions they were.

for a long time

And a long time.

Ling'er supported her dizzy body, straightened up, reached out and grabbed the two apricot blossoms on the side of the bed.

The apricot blossoms are white and exude a strange fragrance, which smells very good.

Ling'er just smelled it, and she seemed to have seen a new season, and her life seemed to have opened a new chapter.

But thinking of the young man's methods, she couldn't help but shudder again.

Between the fear and the fragrance of the flowers, an inexplicable sense of dependence emerged from the bottom of her heart.

"I will listen to you, take a good rest, and recover as soon as possible."

Three days later.

In the courtyard.

Song Cheng and his wife were practicing sword practice wearing a new set of common clothes.

This dress is new.

Before, the two of them only had one set of winter coats they wore when they escaped from Tanghe Village, and one set of cloth clothes bought in the county town.

As the weather got warmer, the winter coats became completely unwearable, so the two gritted their teeth and spent 900 yuan to buy another replacement set.

Tong Jia's sword practice became more and more impressive, while Song Cheng glanced at the panel.

[Additional points: 7 points]

[Realm: Yellow Grade C]

【Gong method】

Xuanwu Fuliu Jin (3 Jin) (Yellow Grade C) (Perfect)

Jue Jin (Yellow Grade C) (Dacheng) (30/32)

Caohai startling snake shape (yellow grade B) (incomplete)

In the past few days, he still adheres to the principle of "adding when there is a little bit", so "Jue Jin" has been improved to an almost perfect state.

He quickly put 2 points into it, instantly raising his Juejin to the "perfect" level.

The panel changed again.

"Xuanwu Fuliu Jin" and "Jue Jin" merged to become "Xuanwu Zhenjin" (4 Jin) (perfect).

The skill "White Snake Swallows Bird" has become "Transforming into a Dragon".

Another line of information is displayed:

After hundreds of exercises, you will see how wonderful your skills are. You have perfected your own strength, and you have taken a step closer to exploring higher realms.

"Xuanwu Zhenjin" has a 6.4% chance of deducing a yellow-level second-grade skill.

Song Cheng glanced at his strength.

With an ordinary long knife on his back, his data has changed from "41~80" to "43~86".

The young man drew his knife suddenly.

A kind of feeling that the whole body's strength is almost completely mobilized and completely penetrated. The flesh and blood are like the material of the killing machine, and the muscles and bones are the parts of the killing machine.

He waved the knife, and the power of flesh and blood that could make the soul feel hot suddenly surged from bottom to top, like an old dragon emerging from a deep pool.

And his hand turned into a huge whirlpool, and various powers were mobilized rapidly, as if all rivers were returning to the sea, and then gathered in his hand and extended to the knife.

When he drew his sword, it was as strange and dangerous as a midnight snake hunt.

But when the sword reached its end, it trembled again, and a terrifying scream erupted in the void.

Something strange happened

The whole courtyard suddenly became quiet.

It was a kind of "insect" that suddenly stopped chirping. Even if you listened intently, you couldn't hear the slightest bit of noisy silence.

The young lady practicing the sword felt as if she heard the roar of a tiger. She subconsciously stopped her sword, jumped away, and prepared herself with great nervousness.

But at first glance, it turned out to be just a random stab from his own man.

She patted her chest and said, "It scared me to death."

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Practice as soon as possible, I will teach you."

He decided to put the teaching of "Xuangui Bu" on the schedule. When his wife reached the peak of strength, he would directly teach her "Xuanwu Zhenjin".

However, he was not sure whether this "Xuanwu Zhenjin" could be improved further.

He was still very happy about laying a good foundation.

A tall building rises from the ground.

In the process of cultivation, he also saw that the skills are different from each other.

Both are yellow-level C-grade, "Fu Liu Jin" is a skill, and "Xuanwu Zhenjin" is also a skill, but they are completely different.

It can be said that even if the same effort is made, even if they are in the same realm, different skills will bring a world of difference in strength.

If the same skills are compatible, they can be practiced.

To be honest, honestly deducing skills is definitely not as good as having a ready-made skill in front of you.

You need countless points to deduce the skills.

To make a ready-made skill, you only need to double it and add a point.

However, the deduced skills will also be stronger.

Song Cheng put away his knife and thought.

And he soon had an idea in his heart: use external skills to improve the realm and become stronger as soon as possible; but do not ignore the collection of low-level skills, so as to deduce by oneself, step by step, to become the strongest.

‘If I can gather thousands of methods, what kind of skills can I deduce in the end? ’

Although Song Cheng was full of expectations, he also knew that this idea was just a daydream.

How rare are the skills?

It takes a lot of effort to get one, let alone gather thousands of methods.

However, the road to immortality is long, and there is a long way to go.

Let's live first.

Song Cheng was thinking, and there was a knock on the door.

"Song Cheng, it's me."

Ling'er's voice.

Song Cheng stepped forward to open the door.

Seeing the young man, Ling'er bit her lip and bowed her head, saying, "I feel much better now. Thank you and Doctor Tong."

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Sit inside."

Ling'er followed him in obediently, and looked at Song Cheng carefully.

This scary young man seemed so ordinary at this moment, but she felt safer than ever around him.

"I'm sorry about what happened before." Ling'er apologized suddenly.

Song Cheng smiled and said, "It's all over."

As he said that, he turned and went into the house, holding a string of medicine bags tied with ropes, and handed them to Ling'er, saying, "Secret ginger tea, make a bowl every morning, and you will never catch a cold again."

Ling'er took it solemnly and said, "Thank you, Song Song. Brother Song."

Song Cheng: ? ? ?

He glanced at the maid who was persecuted by him, and suddenly noticed that her favorability had become 95 without knowing when.

It's very strange.

Immediately, Ling'er said again: "Brother Song, I came here today to take you to the armory. Didn't you say a few days ago that you wanted to pick a handy knife? I'll take you to see it. If others ask, I will say that the young lady values ​​your practice very much, and no one dares to stop me."

Song Cheng really needs a knife.

A good knife can also bring a lot of improvement.

But.

"Miss Ling'er, you should call me Xiao Song. I'm only seventeen this year. You and the young lady should be older than me. The young lady is four years older than me, and you should be four years older than me, right?"

Ling'er pursed her lips, but refused to call Xiao Song. After thinking for a while, she said: "Then Mr. Song, let's go quickly."

After a while, the two came to the armory.

Song Cheng entered.

Ling'er desperately promoted good weapons, wishing to stuff the best treasure into Song Cheng's arms.

Song Cheng didn't know what was wrong with this maid.

However, he was not in a hurry.

He patiently touched one weapon after another, even discarded weapons.

Then, he picked out a strange thin iron rod from a pile of scrap copper and iron.

When he grabbed the thin iron rod, his data suddenly jumped from the "43~86" of an ordinary knife to "46~92".

This means that this thin iron rod can provide a "5" strength bonus alone.

And if the rust is removed, I don't know how much it can add!

Song Cheng curiously played with this thin rusty "stick".

This is an upgraded version of the one in the blacksmith shop in Tanghe Village.

He seems to have a good relationship with this kind of weapon.

Or, this weapon that came from nowhere was scattered in the surrounding areas and was collected by many people, but was just regarded as scrap copper and iron.

"I want this one."

Song Cheng held the thin iron rod tightly.

Ling'er: ? ? ? ? ? ?