I traveled through hundreds of worlds at once

In a forest at the border of Kai Country and Musashi Country, a fierce chill shrouded the entire forest. Everything was silent except for the faint sound of breaking through the air echoing in the forest.

Choking~, a young man with a long knife across his waist stood in front of a slender tree trunk in the depths of the forest. He stared at a shallow knife mark on the trunk with all his concentration. He held a wooden knife in his hand and repeatedly put it away and drew it out. With his movements, afterimages passed over the tree trunks, perfectly coinciding with the shallow knife marks on the tree trunks.

One knife after another, every time he took out the sheath to chop, Yi Hui was constantly adjusting himself, always keeping himself at the smoothest point of force for drawing the knife. The light in his eyes became more and more fierce, almost turning into the light of the knife.

Plop~!

Suddenly, Yi Hui's chest palpitated, and the movements of his hands were slightly deformed. The tree trunk in front of him seemed to be filled with explosives. With a bang, sawdust flew everywhere, and a transparent hole the size of a basketball exploded from the middle of the tree trunk.

"Here we go again!" Yi Hui covered his chest and frowned, as if something was about to move inside his body.

Calmly, after a week of spiritual power circulating in his body, the throbbing feeling in his chest slowly disappeared. Yi Hui slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked at the innocent tree in front of him that was exploded by the energy, shook his head, and walked forward to face Injecting a spiritual power into the tree trunk can be regarded as a small compensation.

"What happened during this period? The palpitations that disappeared a few years ago have recurred again?" Yi Hui was confused, turned around and moved to a big tree. With a wave of the wooden knife in his hand, the bark of the tree was scratched. Make a straight scar, as if drawn with a ruler.

Woo~woo~!

Yi Hui once again repeated the action of putting away and drawing out the sword against the scar, like a tireless robot, repeating monotonously without any deviation. And he has been practicing this for ten years, no matter when the wind blows. Rain or snow or hail, he never stopped.

More than two hours later, Yi Hui, who had finished his morning lesson with the knife thousands of times, took back the wooden knife, walked forward to explore the condition of the tree trunk, and opened the bark along the knife marks. Under the thin bark, he found that the trunk was smooth. Not the slightest scar.

"It's okay. I finally made no mistakes." Yi Hui touched the smooth tree trunk and smiled happily.

Since he left the village half a month ago, the throbbing in his chest that had occurred a few years ago has reappeared and become more and more frequent, causing him to make frequent mistakes in his morning classes. He doesn't know how many innocent trees were affected by his breath. Exploded.

"I've been out for so long, it's almost time to go back. I bought a gift at Takeda Shingen Castle two days ago. I don't know if the coral will like it after seeing it." Yi Hui covered the bark, and injected spiritual power into the cut bark. The injury heals.

After walking out of the forest, Yi Hui looked at the sun that had just risen on the horizon in the distance. He thought of the two newcomers who came to the square last night and felt relieved.

Maybe it won't take long for a big boss to come and help me get rid of the strangeness in my body. He can also hold me on my thigh, punch Naraku, kick Sesshomaru, and kill King Touga with peace of mind! Yi Hui comforted himself.

The spiritual power in Inuyasha's world comes from the soul, which is stronger than the vitality between heaven and earth. The stronger the will, the higher the spiritual cultivation, the stronger the spiritual power the body can contain.

And each new person is equivalent to a reincarnation for Yi Hui, integrating the memory of the new person, the spiritual cultivation will naturally begin to increase, and the spiritual power will also increase with the tide. When will a thousand-year-old demon come, he can level it with just spiritual power? It might not be possible to push this world.

Following the way he came, Yi Hui walked toward a dilapidated village next to the forest.

"Wake up this morning and open the window..." Yi Hui received a grand attention gift as soon as he entered the village.

"Mr. Doctor! Good morning!" A group of villagers holding boards and hammers greeted Yi Hui neatly as they stopped their repair work.

"Ahem...Good morning", Yi Hui swallowed the rest of the lyrics, showed a gentle smile, waved to the villagers, and walked into a intact wooden house under the respectful eyes of the villagers.

She woke up really early. Yi Hui muttered and went back to the room. He took out his toiletries from the medicine box and suitcase. He hesitated at the door of the room for a long time. He still didn't dare to go out and accept the baptism of eyes. He simply put them in the bucket in the room. After scooping a bucket of water, I simply washed up.

He came to this village just the day before yesterday. At that time, the village had just been ransacked by a group of bandits. Many people in the village were injured. Seeing that the villagers were quite pitiful, he stepped forward to treat the injured using the medical skills he learned during his free time. It became like this.

"Mr. Hui! Breakfast is ready!" Yi Hui had just finished washing when an old man who was well-dressed respectfully knocked on the door and walked in with a breakfast. "All the food in the village has been robbed, and now we only have these things." , please forgive me."

A bowl of millet, wild vegetable soup and a small shriveled fish, a breakfast of this size is already quite good for ordinary people.

"Village Chief, this is already very good." Yi Hui, who has traveled through so many years, has long been accustomed to the poverty of the Warring States Period. He picked up his rice bowl and ate with a smile on his face.

The village chief was overjoyed when he saw that Yi Hui didn't dislike him, "Mr. Hui, I really troubled you yesterday. If it weren't for you, our village would have lost a lot of people."

"With a little effort," Yi Hui waved his hand while drinking wild vegetable soup without any oil or water. He only came to this village on his way back when he saw some movement and stopped by to take a look.

"Then I should thank you even more. You are still willing to help us poor people who have nothing during this time of war. Thank you very much." The village chief was sitting and thanked solemnly.

"When the bandits robbed our village yesterday, I felt like I didn't know how to survive the next few days..."

"It's still so long before the next harvest, and those days are really hard." Yi Hui paused and put down his bowl, looking at the worried village chief, and touched the handle of the wooden sword on his waist. He made up his mind, swallowed the fish in two or three mouthfuls, stood up and took out a bag of coins from the portable medicine box beside him and handed it to the village chief, "I still have some money here, village chief, you can use it to help the village through the difficulties."

"This..." The village chief stared at the bag of coins in front of him with wide eyes. He just cried so much just to let the young pharmacist who looked easy to talk to waive their medical expenses. Unexpectedly, this young pharmacist actually gave them money. Don't you know that wealth should not be revealed? How did this young man survive so long in this chaotic world?

"This money is not much, but it should be enough to support us until the day of harvest, and we can still live on." Yi Hui looked at the village chief who seemed to be looking at an alien, and smiled nonchalantly. He knew what the village chief was thinking, but it didn't matter.

Money came too easily to him, just like picking up stones in his spare time. Giving the stones he picked up casually to others can help them. Is it necessary to be stingy with such a small effort?

"Mr. Hui, this money is too much... We can't use so much!" The village chief looked at Yi Hui's smile like the rising sun, and immediately felt ashamed, and hurriedly pushed the purse back.

"The extra money can be used to buy some food for the injured in the village to replenish their nutrition!" Yi Hui shook his head, got up and packed his luggage and medicinal materials. The injuries of the injured in the village have stabilized, and it's time for him to go back.

"Mr. Hui, you are ready to leave!" The village chief was moved when he saw Yi Hui packing his luggage, and he quickly advised, "Why don't you stay for another day? Our village hasn't thanked you properly yet!"

"I was just passing by, and now I should go back."

"If you really want to thank me, just remember this favor." Yi Hui packed his bag and stepped on his long sword. Without waiting for the village chief to say more, he directly climbed out of the window. When the village chief climbed to the window, Yi Hui's figure had already disappeared.

"In this chaotic world, there are still such good people! Lord Hui, I wish you a safe journey!" The village chief sighed with a heavy purse in his hand.

"Huh~! I wasted a day, try to go back today!" Yi Hui, who bypassed the villagers and returned to the main road, breathed a sigh of relief. He hated being surrounded by a group of villagers with respectful eyes, feeling like a stone statue on the altar.

Yi Hui identified the direction of the demon hunter village and was about to avoid pedestrians on the road. When he was rushing at full speed, several poor people carrying hoes passed by.

"I heard that the bandits who robbed this village yesterday were wiped out by another bandit group."

"Hey~! Another bandit group! How can we live in this world!"

"Yes, and this bandit group is more terrifying. Their leader is a monster."

"Monster~! No way!"

"It's true. The bodies of the bandits that were wiped out were eaten by the monster. Many people saw it yesterday."

Monster? Yi Hui's ears moved. A monster disguised as a human to drive bandits is much more dangerous than ordinary bandits or monsters.

"I heard that the bandits are preparing to set up camp near Fox Mountain. The village at the foot of Fox Mountain is expected to encounter it."

Fox Mountain? It seems to be that mountain, right? Yi Hui turned his head and looked at a small hill in the distance.

Thick smoke rose from the foot of Fox Mountain. Low wooden houses were burning. The pungent smoke rolled up, and the rolling flames smoked the sky red.

Farm tools were scattered in the burning village, and corpses were everywhere. The short bandits wearing simple armor had ferocious faces and waved their swords and spears like hunting, driving the frightened villagers to the open space in front of the village.

"All of you come here! Do you hear me!" The bandits kicked and kicked, tied up the men and women in the village and gathered them together. One of the bandits flattered a two-meter-tall bald man in the open space to ask for credit. There was a stone mace as tall as a person standing next to the strong man.

"Chigui boss, except for the stubborn resistance, most of the people in the village are here."

The strong man who was drinking the sake found in the village, that is, their leader Chigui, put down the wine bowl and glanced at the villagers gathered in the open space. There were still many men and old men among them.

"Why are there so many men and old men? Do you think I am a good person?" The strong man asked angrily with a face full of flesh.

"This..." The robbers didn't know how to answer the question of the leader Chigui, and their faces turned pale and sweated profusely.

Chigui snorted coldly, "Kill all the men and old men, I only want women and children!"

"Hey~!" The short robber was shocked and turned around and shouted to the other robbers, "Leave the women and children, kill the others!"

The men who were gathered panicked when they heard such an order, and wanted to resist one by one, but the robbers in charge of guarding had already drawn out their samurai swords and slashed at the unarmed men.

Buzz~!

A low sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a water-blue figure flashed in front of the robbers who were about to swing their knives like flowing clouds and water. Before the robbers who were swinging their knives could react, they were hit hard on the back of their necks, their eyes went black, and they fainted one after another like dominoes.

"What's going on!" The bandits were shocked by their companions falling to the ground. Is there a haunted place in broad daylight?

"Huh?" The red ghost who was drinking paused, put down the wine bowl, turned his head and looked in one direction. The bandits followed the red ghost's gaze and found that a boy with a long knife on his waist and a wooden sword in his hand suddenly appeared on one side of the open space. He squatted and untied the tied villagers.

"Are you injured? Can you stand up?" The wooden sword in the boy's hand cut the thick straw ropes one by one like a real sword.

"Can..." The untied villagers looked at the bandits who gathered with knives, their lips moved, and they couldn't speak clearly.

"That's good, I'll trouble you to untie the ropes of others!" The boy smiled, as if he didn't know that there were a bunch of bandits behind him.

"Xi Nei!" A bandit with a spear approached quietly and immediately stabbed Yi Hui's back with the spear.

Choke~!

A brown afterimage flashed by, and the boy turned around and swung the wooden sword in his hand, cutting off the spear in the robber's hand with one knife, and then hit the robber's jaw, knocking him unconscious.

"Hey! Boy, who are you?" The red ghost in the bandit group was drinking and asked with interest at the boy holding the wooden sword.

"A passing pharmacist and demon exorcist"