Become a Taoist from a woodcutter

Chapter 39 Look at luck in another place

"Huang Xuan is also very human. Although the guards around him are not as good as Big Bear, they are not much different."

Chu Jiang put down the black knife and thought of Huang Xuan.

Going into the mountains to eradicate the big insects for the sake of the people, this kind of righteousness cannot be possessed by the two helpers.

Either he is someone who can't hide like himself.

Or, it's the new county magistrate.

Shaking his head, these have nothing to do with him. He must first digest the essence of the big insect and convert it into his own strength.

By running the boy's skill and transforming the essence, the true yang is growing and the strength is rising.

At midnight, watch your fortune and your days will be peaceful.

Good omens don’t come every day, so be patient and wait.

We went into the mountains to collect firewood as usual and didn't go too far.

After gathering firewood, he practiced in the mountains.

I returned to town in the evening, sold firewood, bought soju, and some side dishes, and returned home to cook.

Eat and drink enough, draw the power of water from the well, practice martial arts, and continue to digest the essence.

The essence of the big insect is strong and needs a period of time to be refined.

Time flows, and eight days pass in the blink of an eye.

This evening.

Chu Jiang finally finished refining the giant insect essence, and the powerful blood was steaming in his body.

His skin turned red, white smoke rose above his head, his eyes shed tears of blood again, and his skin became wrinkled, like porcelain, with pieces of skin falling off.

Reborn!

the fourth time!
Terrifying power flowed through his body, and his energy and blood surged at this moment.

The true sun is strong, the flesh and blood are condensed, and the blue light and the faint earthy light are looming in the flesh and blood.

The high temperature like a furnace filled the air, and the black knife on the side vibrated, black smoke rising.

The Yin Qi is unbearable, the power of this hot Qi and blood!

The limbs and bones are transforming, and crackling sounds can be heard from the bones in the body.

As if the shackles had been broken, Chu Jiang felt relaxed all over.

The red skin gradually returned to normal, and the entire skin became bronzed and shiny, as if it had been smeared with oil, giving it a somewhat crystal-clear feel.

The transformation lasted for an hour, and the energy and blood in the body gradually calmed down, and a terrifying distance lurked in the limbs.

Chu Jiang opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air, but it was a hot wind that made the table in front of him tremble.

Exhale and become wind!

According to legend, immortal qi masters can breathe into wind and sweat into rain.

Chu Jiang is naturally not as good as this, but just spitting out his dirty breath is like a hot wind blowing the table, which is beyond the ordinary.

He felt the terrifying power in his body. He had been reborn four times, and he didn't know how powerful he was anymore.

He only knew that he was very strong, enough to easily crush his previous self.

"With your own strength, as long as you don't meet Mo Heng, you should have no opponent, right?"

Chu Jiang thought in his heart.

Facing Mo Heng who might be able to develop his true energy, he had little confidence.

Except for Zhang Younian before him, no one in Dongjiang Town has practiced Qi.

It's not like he hasn't read those martial arts secret books, but basically they can't keep up with his own progress and can't compare with the boy's skills.

The current Thunder Runner can no longer increase his strength by 30%, but can only increase his strength by 10% or 20%.

This is not a regression, but the method of exerting force can no longer keep up with his strength.

"Every day in Dongjiang Town, I'm waiting for the opportunity. Maybe I'm a little slow. How about changing my position?"

Chu Jiang thought.

This kind of observation and observation, looking for opportunities with oneself as the center, has almost found all the opportunities that can be found nearby.

Those who dare not go may not be able to win with their current strength.

If you look at your luck and fortune at the mountain temple, will there be any changes?

Thinking of this, Chu Jiang washed himself and went to sleep peacefully.

The next morning.

Chu Jiang took his fishing rod and pole into the mountain.

Uncle Lin next door has followed Lin Qinghe to enjoy happiness and has moved out of here.

When we came to the mountains, we collected firewood and came to the mountain temple. "It seems that there are many people entering the mountain."

In the mountain temple, Chu Jiang saw burning firewood, cake crumbs falling on the ground, empty wine jars, and meat and bones. Someone should have spent the night here, more than one person.

Put down the firewood, the compass comes to mind, and look at the fortune again.

The west is calm, and the south appears with red light and cyan intertwined, which should be on the ground.

The east is calm, while the north is filled with gray light, which should be within the city.

Donglin City is still in a chaotic place, and the past is asking for trouble.

"The red and green colors in the south are intertwined. They should be medicinal materials. Go south, I hope you won't go too far."

Chu Jiang got up and carried firewood into the dense forest in the south.

He had no intention of returning to the Mountain Temple. When he got the opportunity, he would go back to Dongjiang Town.

Walking on the forest path, your five senses are sharp and you are always paying attention to your surroundings.

The chirping of insects, the chirping of birds, the towering trees, and a primitive scene.

He also stirred the weeds and searched carefully.

An hour later, Chujiang had climbed over the previous Big Chong Mountain and entered a deeper dense forest.

Continuous vegetation and dense forests as far as the eye can see.

There are mountains in the distance, and there are many towering peaks.

There are wild beasts running around in the forest, and wild sheep are happily eating weeds and leaves in the forest.

There are also groups of wild boars looking for food, a primitive place where no one is disturbed.

Chu Jiang did not disturb these ordinary animals. He did not have much energy in his body, and killing them would not increase his strength.

What he lacks now is opportunity.

Searching in the forest, before I knew it, I had arrived at the foot of a mountain peak.

A green plant caught his eye, its oval leaves hidden by a weed.

When Chu Jiang came to the plant, the black knife easily sank into the soil and dug up the soil, revealing a cylindrical rhizome running sideways.

Huang Jing!

Chu Jiang carefully dug up the Huang Jing. There were ten segments on it, each one about the size of a fist.

He could feel the surging energy contained in it.

Got the chance today!

Wrap Huang Jing, put it in your arms, and leave with the firewood.

After walking through dense forests and over mountains and ridges, we returned to the town. It was already dark.

Sold firewood and bought a chicken.

Chu Jiang only used half of it and stewed a section of Polygonatum japonica.

He didn't even miss the soup and ate it thoroughly.

Hot air rose in the body, and the medicinal power of Polygonatum odorifera spread. Chu Jiang quickly used the boy's skill to refine the medicinal power of Polygonatum odorifera.

Until midnight, he had completely refined the medicinal power of Huang Jing without wasting it.

The medicinal power of this Huang Jing is good, and it is much richer than the tiger demon's essence.

Early the next morning, Chu Jiang brought a clay pot, half a chicken and a section of Polygonatum japonica. He hid the remaining Polygonatum odoratum and went out early again.

I came to the mountain temple to check my fortune. It was calm today and there was no good omen.

Donglin City in the north is still experiencing gray bad luck.

Chu Jiang had no choice but to use arrows and firewood to stew Huang Jing and half a chicken in a clay pot, and practiced in the mountains.

It was not until evening that he returned to the town and sold the firewood.

Far away in Donglin City, Huang Xuan was holding a book and studying it quietly.

"Sir, the woodcutter in the city has searched all over the city, but there is no trace of the strange man from back then." A burly man said with cupped hands.

"Is it possible that he is not a woodcutter? Where is the town below?" Huang Xuan asked.

"The following three towns, Taolin Town and Qinghu Town, have no woodcutter. Taolin Town and Dongjiang Town used to have woodcutter, but now they are gone."

The burly man said: "Dongjiang Town is now controlled by two chambers of commerce, and Taolin Town is in charge of the Li family. They still buy firewood from the county."

"Buy firewood from the county town?" Huang Xuan was stunned for a moment.

The burly man said: "Yes, there has been a sudden change in the mountains, and many people have died. Taolin Town and Dongjiang Town have stopped collecting firewood themselves."

"Continue to search in the city." Huang Xuan frowned.

(End of this chapter)