super god ancestor

Chapter 78
Days passed, and the daughter's inn business was booming.Although I can't make a lot of money for the time being, everything is on the right track.

As for the eldest son, he studied in the Imperial College with peace of mind, and nothing happened.

Li Chaoge was relieved and rested in the ancestral hall every day.

In mid-October, he suddenly received a new task for this month.

[Mission of this month: The Shock of the Temple.

Description: Li Jingji and Zhang Sanren traveled northward, walking the rivers and lakes together.

That night, the two took shelter from the rain in the ruined temple and were about to rest. But a woman covered in blood stepped into the ruined temple.

The woman's name is Wei Yu, and she is a confidant of the master of the Mingzhou Holy Gate. The previous leader was killed, and she and her husband fled apostasy with the holy object Youquan Yin.

Her husband was chased to death by the Holy Gate halfway. Although she escaped from the siege, she was seriously injured and weak, and almost died.

While hiding in the ruined temple, he wanted to make up for the lack of energy and blood, so he used the flesh and blood of these two strong men to sacrifice and practice magic skills to restore some vitality.

Completion condition: Guaranteed to survive overnight, and not die on the spot.

Reward: 3000 points of incense. ]
Li Chaoge examined the task carefully and was slightly startled.

Looks like the second child is in big trouble.

The night is dark, and the lone moon hangs high.

The drizzle was slightly slanting, pattering and splashing among the mountains and the earth.

On the mountainside in the wilderness, there is a ruined temple.

I don't know which Yin God is enshrined in the temple. Not to mention the cracked and peeled paint, the statue is missing most of its body, and it is impossible to identify it.

The tribute candles were nowhere to be found. There was a lot of moss growing on the ground and walls, and the roof was also densely covered with cobwebs.

Obviously it has been deserted for a long time, and no one has been there for a long time.

"After traveling for so long, let's rest here tonight."

Zhang Sanren yawned, already exhausted, put down the package on his back, and sat down in front of the statue in the temple.

"Alright."

Li Jingji looked around, although the ruined temple was old, it was still able to keep out the wind and rain.

They are now located in Nanqing County, Mingzhou, outside of Yunshan County.

This is a wilderness, surrounded by mountains.

Even if we walk another twenty miles on the mountain road, we may not be able to find a village to stay overnight.

If you can't rest here, you will have to travel in the rain.

The two said they were walking together for more than a month, but they stopped and stopped, and they didn't keep going.

Every time the two of them went to a county town, they would stay for more than ten days, go shopping everywhere, and often play some novelty things before going on to the next place.

Li Jingji is a fledgling, full of curiosity about this bizarre world.

This time I came out to the rivers and lakes to see the world, so I quite enjoyed the slow pace of the journey, and carefully experienced the customs and customs of each place.

As for Zhang Sanren, he is more happy.

He gave all the 100 taels of silver that the White Tiger Gang got to his wife and children.

When he came out with Li Jingji, he was penniless.

During this period of time, whether it was accommodation and food, drinking and eating meat, or buying clothes, it was Li Jingji who was paying for it.

Even a few days ago, when Zhang Sanren visited the brothel, Li Jingji paid him for whoring.

"Brother Zhang really believes in my character and friendship.

If I leave you here, you are penniless, and I am afraid that you will have to carry a large bag for several months at the nearby ferry to make up enough money to go back to Aoyun Town. "

Li Jingji said calmly, wielding the Qingming sword.

He even suspected that the purpose of this guy coming out with him was to eat and drink.

Zhang Sanren scratched his head with a sneer: "Brother Li, you also know the difficulties in my family, since I want to come out, I have to give all the money to my wife and children, so that they can live with peace of mind.

I know you have a bold temper, and the White Tiger Gang can distribute so much money, how can you care about such a little expense on the road? "

Hearing this, Li Jingji sighed slightly, but didn't really blame him.

Although it cost some money, but these days with Zhang Sanren, he also learned some old-fashioned experience from the other party's way of doing things, and there are still some gains.

He went to pick up some firewood nearby, and soon the bonfire was lit up, and the two sat around the side.

"Brother, have a drink."

Zhang Sanren's alcoholism relapsed, he couldn't help laughing, rubbing his palms and staring at him.

Li Jingji untied the wine gourd from his waist and threw it over casually.

Inside is spirits, which are mainly used to drive away the cold.

It is mid-October, and the weather is getting colder.

Although it wasn't winter, the two of them would inevitably sleep in the open during their journey, and their hands and feet would often be cold.

Drinking wine at this time can also warm up the body.

"Tsk, cool!"

Zhang San took a big sip, and then wiped some remaining stains from his mouth with his clothes.

After drinking strong alcohol, Zhang Sanren became interested: "Brother Li, brother, I don't want to eat and drink you for nothing."

"Today, I will tell you something about the real world."

When Li Jingji heard this, his eyes lit up, and he was really excited.

After this period of contact, he has figured out Zhang Sanren's character.

Although he has a thick skin and loves to take advantage, and what he says is half-truth and half-false, but there is one thing that is not fake, and that is what he has seen and heard in the world.

There are almost no mistakes or omissions in the experience of the world from Zhang Sanren's mouth, which also gave Li Jingji a lot of knowledge.

"The warriors in this Jianghu are divided into ten ranks."

Zhang Sanren said with a faint smile: "Putting out the tenth rank, it is divided into the lower three ranks, the middle three ranks, and the upper three ranks."

As early as when the two met for the first time, Li Jingji asked him about the division of warriors.

However, it was interrupted very quickly at that time, and I didn't have time to ask in detail.

"In Jianghu, from the ninth rank to the seventh rank, they belong to the lower three ranks.

At this stage, the martial artist's vigor increases sharply, and all aspects of the five senses will improve.

But the gap will not be too big, if the eighth-rank master is not paying attention, it will be killed by a slightly weaker warrior.

But if you reach the third rank, it will be different if you step into the sixth rank to the fourth rank. "

Zhang Sanren said and stretched himself.

"What is the difference?"

Li Jingji is currently in the ranks of the eighth rank. As Zhang Sanren said, he has great strength, and his five senses are indeed much stronger than ordinary people.

"The entry standard of the sixth rank is that holding a sharp blade can break through the heavy armor of Dali Shenwuwei.

In the middle three stage, it is the real forging of bones and tendons, which can be regarded as a watershed, not only the growth of strength, but also the improvement of the ability of muscles and bones to resist blows, so it is not easy to be killed.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary warriors to cross the border and fight back in the third rank. "

Hearing this, Li Jingji recalled how he killed Huang Tianhu, the leader of the White Tiger Clan, under the heavy rain.

Although this person is only in the seventh-rank realm, he has already touched the threshold of the sixth-rank. He is as strong as a cow with blood and bones, and his bones are hard.

Although Li Jingji had his father's blessing, he almost lost.

In the end, he was able to kill Huang Tianhu because of his carelessness and the sharpness of the Qingming sword.

"What about the third grade? What about the first grade?"

Li Jingji continued to ask.

"I have never seen a warrior of the third rank, so I don't know. As for the junior master of the first rank, let alone, how can we see it?"

Zhang Sanren shrugged his shoulders, not knowing but also bluntly speaking.

"The rivers and lakes have gone deep, if you can make a name for yourself in the future, you will naturally know."

(End of this chapter)