I have a knife, I can kill monsters when I take it out of its sheath

Ji Chen remembered that Mr. Fang once described to him the magnificent world outside in order to encourage him not to be content with the status quo.

In Mr. Fang’s words, it was a world where there was no need to live in pieces for a living, where there was no need to muddle along in order to survive, and there was only unimaginable magnificence.

In that world, some people ride on the wind, some travel with swords, some cover the sky with their hands, some destroy cities with one sword, some game the world, some draw swords and horses, some fight with dragons in the wild, and some build temples.

It is a fascinating world, and it is also a world that little people look up to.

Mr. Fang's description was magnificent, but Ji Chen heard nothing at all.

An angry Mr. Fang said directly that rotten wood cannot be carved.

And Ji Chen also replied, if you know it's rotten wood, why carve it?

Mr. Fang, who said something arrogant, was blowing his beard and staring.

To this end, the two started a debate. Mr. Fang quoted from scriptures and talked a lot.

Ji Chen often used just one sentence to make Mr. Fang angry. He picked up a ruler and chased him for several streets.

The so-called debate, in Ji Chen's opinion, is just to argue and see who can argue better.

In terms of knowledge, Mr. Fang crushed him by more than a few hundred streets.

But when it comes to arguing, Mr. Fang can't even catch up with him.

In Mr. Fang's view, Ji Chen just made strong arguments, distorted facts, quoted words out of context, and changed concepts.

But this time, Ji Chen did not argue with Mr. Fang. He really planned to go out for a walk, and his current residence in Fenglin Town was only temporary.

"Maybe after the new year. Maybe after the new year I will leave Maplewood Town and go all the way south to experience the magnificent world you mentioned."

Ji Chen feels that he will have the strength to leave after the new year.

Mr. Fang nodded, somewhat relieved.

"You still have to read books. Confucianism and Taoism are no worse than immortality and martial arts. You will understand when you go to the imperial capital."

Mr. Fang has always wanted Ji Chen to follow Confucianism. In his opinion, Confucianism is the real future. The world is vast and righteousness can last forever.

This time, Ji Chen listened carefully, perhaps feeling that their time together was running out.

When he came to this world, apart from cheap daddy, Mr. Fang was the closest to him.

"Mr. Fang, what did you do before?"

Ji Chen asked. He was very curious about Mr. Fang's past. From his understanding of Mr. Fang, he must have had a glorious past.

"I once organized the world, turning my hands to make clouds and turning my hands to make rain."

Mr. Fang's answer made Ji Chen a little stunned.

This is a bit exaggerated. If you are so powerful, why did you come to this remote town to become an old master?

Mr. Fang didn't explain too much. He looked up at the sky.

"I have to go to the Huangku Temple to host an appointment. It will take about two days. During these two days, the private school will take care of me."

Huangku Temple is a very famous temple built in a grotto. It is said that there are 108 grottoes, and each grotto contains 108 Buddha statues, adding up to more than 10,000 Buddha statues.

Therefore, Huangku Temple is also called the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

"When will the gentleman leave?"

"immediately!"

"Sir, please bring me some incense ash."

Ji Chen made a request that made Mr. Fang a little confused.

"What do you want the ashes for?"

"I heard that the incense in Huangku Temple is very strong. I think the power of telepathy must be very strong, and the incense ash must have a powerful effect in exorcising evil spirits!"

Ji Chen felt that he had too few means to deal with monsters. Apart from the demon-slaying knife in his hand, he had no other means, so he wanted to get some incense ash back.

Mr. Fang was silent.

You ask me, a Confucian, to ask for incense and ashes from Buddhism to ward off evil spirits.

How could you open such a mouth!

The main thing can’t afford to lose this person!

"Well, if it's difficult, forget it!"

Seeing Mr. Fang's embarrassed expression, Ji Chen felt that he was being forced into a difficult situation. After all, Mr. Fang is also a wife, and he has his own literary character. It is really difficult for him to ask for things from others.

Mr. Fang left, leaving Ji Chen to guard the private school.

In fact, there is no one to take care of him. It is the school break season, so some people just come to Mr. Fang to pray and pick up words.

Although Ji Chen is not as famous as Mr. Fang in this aspect, he is still convincing. After all, he is also a scholar.

Someone once came to Ji Chen to choose a name for his son. Based on his calculations based on the birth date and the missing attributes of the five elements, Ji Chen finally gave him a name: Tiedan.

Then Ji Chen was chased for two streets by his father holding a pole.

Since then, no one has asked him to write a letter.

Mr. Fang has been away for two days.

Ji Chen was also studying in a private school to nourish his energy, and the hostility and murderous intent in his body were washed away by the bookish atmosphere. At this moment, he looked like a frail scholar.

A trace of awe-inspiring righteousness wanders in the body. Although it is a very weak trace, it can be regarded as stepping into the threshold of Confucianism and Taoism.

He studied at the age of seven and is now nineteen. He has been cultivating his Qi for twelve years before he developed a trace of awe-inspiring righteousness.

Looking at the pitiful Haoran righteousness in his body, Ji Chen could only say that he was not that good.

He is a very self-aware person. Whether in his previous life or this life, he is not material for reading.

However, the reputation points on his attributes can be exchanged for things, and most of the things exchanged are related to literature.

For example, Wang Xizhi’s Orchid Pavilion Preface fragments. Fragments of Yan Zhenqing's memorial tablet and fragments of his nephew's memorial manuscript. Huang Tingjian's manuscript fragments, etc...

Ji Chen fused these fragments and the styles of these masters, and gradually formed his own calligraphy. He even received praise from Mr. Fang, saying that his calligraphy was comparable to that of a great Confucian scholar, and the only thing missing was the aura of awe-inspiring style.

However, Ji Chen picked up the sword on the side. Confucianism and Taoism were still too slow for him to advance. How could he kill demons and level up as quickly as he did?

On the third day, Mr. Fang came back with two large bags of incense ash. After giving them to Ji Chen, he continued to lie on the recliner, drink tea, sleep and watch the stars.

Mr. Fang actually brought the incense ash back to him, which Ji Chen did not expect.

It was getting late, Ji Chen collected some incense ash, packed it in a package, then picked up the knife and put it on his back.

"I'm going out."

"Be careful and do everything within your ability."

Mr. Fang gave instructions without even opening his eyes.

Ji Chen walked out of Fenglin Town with a knife on his back.

He has not forgotten the purpose of coming to Maplewood Town.

In just over a month, he had wiped out almost all the little monsters and monsters around Maplewood Town.

From small and strange lone souls to large and mutated corpse monsters, he killed them all.

Especially the soul fire monsters in the surrounding mass graves were his main source of killing points before he broke through the foundation building stage.

It was a very weird soul fire monster, not very lethal, but very scary.

People with weak qi and blood will be possessed by the soul fire monster, which will absorb the yang energy and affect the mind, causing the person to slowly wither and die. Then the soul fire monster will devour the soul of the deceased and evolve into a fierce ghost.

But this kind of soul fire monster is also very fragile, and anyone with a little stronger blood can disperse it.

It was an accidental opportunity. Ji Chen encountered this kind of soul fire monster and was dispersed by his blood energy, and then gained three killing points.

At that moment, Ji Chen seemed to have opened a new door to gain killing points, and he was out of control from then on.

Ji Guang has basically visited all the cemeteries and mass graves within ten miles of Fenglin Town. He even harvested the ancestral graves in eight villages around ten miles away.

When a ruthless man goes to war, not even a blade of grass will grow.

To put it bluntly, there is not a single ancestor in the eight villages around Fenglin Town who has not been patronized by him.

At that time, many people came to Taoist priests to practice the method, and some even came to Mr. Fang to pray for blessings. They said that their ancestors often had dreams and people were making trouble at home, and they were afraid.

However, as Ji Chen's cultivation gradually improved, the points for these soul fire monsters were no longer available.

Therefore, if you want to accumulate killing points, you can only go further and kill more powerful monsters.

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