Cultivation Began Three Years Ago

Under the observation of the old man, the boy performed nearly fifty kinds of ninjutsu one after another, covering the fields of attack, defense, psychic, and assistance.

It wasn't until his face turned pale and his strength was exhausted that the old man raised his hand to let him give up.

"Zong Ming, come here and ask you something."

"You have practiced in the village since you were young, and you have never been to the outside world. If I give you a chance now, would you like to go to Chixia, a foreign country, to practice?"

Hearing this, the boy's eyes lit up instantly, he completely forgot the pain on his body, and said excitedly: "Really? Grandpa, I want to go!"

"But I have to warn you, the land is vast and abundant, there are many martial arts masters, far more than the number of ninjas in Japan, and there are many strong ones. You should keep a low profile in your actions and don't expose your strength without authorization. Understand?"

"Well, good." The young man smiled and agreed without hesitation.

"In addition, the place you need to go to is a capital city called Yanhong. There has been a disaster invasion there recently. Although it has been suppressed and pacified, there may be hidden dangers. As a qualified Ninja cultivator, you must not let your guard down. "

"Grandpa, I have an old friend who runs an underground office there called Deadwood Tavern. Then you will say hello to him for me."

"If you want, you can also practice with him. He is a good person. He had a life-threatening friendship with me in the past. If you are lucky, you can be accepted as a closed disciple by him. It would be a good fortune. "

While speaking, the old man took another sip of tea, and took out another brand new, neatly folded envelope from his arms without haste.

"Here, little guy, this is my letter of recommendation, please keep it ready."

The old man handed the envelope to the young man, then pampered his round head pamperingly, a few complex meanings flashed in his eyes.

It's a pity that such a big event happened to Chi Xia, and he was temporarily ordered to guard the safety of the territory, who was thousands of miles away, so he was not allowed to visit his friends in person.

"Take a break, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, let's go, child."

In the public sea, Xu Che's sword traveled thousands of miles across the sky. When he passed Dongpu, he frowned slightly and looked up to the sky, where global satellites of various countries were scattered.

The young man didn't want his whereabouts to be discovered, and once again pinched the magic formula as before, and used the method of concealing his body for Xuan Che and himself.

In the previous Dongying, the scientific and technological power was not as good as that of Chixia, and it was impossible for him to intercept and strike immediately when he passed the coastal border.

And the free empire that is about to arrive has almost the most top technology on this planet, as well as the world's number one military power.

Although young people are also confident that they will not be intercepted, they are also unwilling to invite the defense of a big country at will.

Under the continuous pouring of spiritual power, the speed of the dust bone increased even more. Gradually, the scene of the sky and the earth changed, and the dark night was fading away.

Due to the rotation of the stars, countries have time differences between day and night, and the time zone where Yan Hong is located and the time zone where New Gail is located are 14 hours apart from each other.

When Xu Che and Xu saw a scorching red sun rising across the sky above the sea of ​​clouds, they were already extremely close to the coastal border of the Free Empire.

Ten minutes later, in Newgail, the center of the bustling district, a young man and woman walked side by side.

Looking at the English spoken all over the street and listening to the unfamiliar accent, Xu Che turned to the person beside him and asked, "Do you speak the language here?"

"The language of the free empire is one of the most widely spread languages ​​in the world. I can speak a little bit, why, you can't?"

Xuan Che looked at Xu Che curiously, his eyes were as charming as autumn water, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Not yet, but later, it will be." Xu Che smiled mysteriously.

"Oh? Yes, then I'll wait and see."

Xuan Che was a little surprised, after all, it took her nearly a week to complete it quickly.

Under her leadership, the two soon came to a special commercial bank, which was open almost around the clock.

Part of the funds for Hanhai Forum transactions were transferred from this bank across the border. As a member account holder, Xuan Che was quickly received by the bank staff with hospitality.

In a luxuriously decorated VIP room, a young woman with blond hair and blue eyes in a neat suit was communicating with Xuan Che.

What is surprising is that Xuan Che, who was born in the southern border of Chixia, speaks extremely fluently, and there is not even a trace of flaw in his tone of voice, which immediately makes the blond woman think that he is a local.

Soon, the staff member left with a smile on his face.

"Why, Mr. Xu, can you understand my communication with her?" Xuan Che asked softly.

Xu Che approached her, put the slender index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, and gently tapped on the center of the woman's eyebrows.

"What do you want to do?" Xuan Che asked cautiously, with an inexplicable premonition of uneasiness.

In just a split second, the young man's spiritual knowledge invaded her mind world. He avoided countless light clusters of memory, and easily absorbed the ability related to the English language. Apart from this, there was no cross-boundary intrusion.

"darlg, it is nothg"

Xu Che tried to communicate in other languages ​​for the first time, and his fluency was not perfect, but it was passable.

"This language is the contact just now, you copied it from my mind?"

Xuan Che quickly guessed the answer. As a child who grew up in the Southern Border Martial Arts family, she had naturally seen some incidents in which practitioners used strange secret techniques to copy other people's language and even memories.

Xu Che: "Well, it's only limited to it."

Somehow, the sixth sense told Xuan Che that the other party was not lying. The woman gave him a helpless look, and joked, "After you learn something from me, do you have to call me teacher in the future?"

"Okay, Teacher Xuan, she's back." Xu Che reminded when he heard footsteps outside the door.

After the words were finished, the previous staff member pushed the door open and came in front of Xuan Che, bent slightly, took a bank card, a stack of cash, and several documents, and respectfully handed them over to her.

"Miss Xuan, this is a temporary bank card for you. The specific agreement is written in the document. You can use it to deduct your turnover when you spend in various places in Newgail; besides, this is at your request. Five thousand cash, it is an honor to serve you, and I look forward to your next visit."

"Thank you, Tina." Xuan Che replied with a faint smile.

This time, Xu Che, who stayed beside the two, finally no longer seemed to be listening to a bible, he roughly understood what the two said.