Plane Development Plan

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The stone house in the back mountain of Yunwu Mountain was originally occupied by the disciples of the Yunwu Sect. However, due to the increase in the strength of the sect in recent years, there is no one to manage the back mountain pass. The stone house is full of pots and pans. Coach Chen will wake up Xiao Jiang After settling in, he left. Xiao Jiang, who was extremely sore, leaned tremblingly against the door and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"I just started practicing and I just hit the sword mountain oil pan once. But according to Coach Chen, I have been cleansed and cut out the marrow to penetrate the meridians. From tomorrow on, I can practice the basic luck method of the fierce sword technique.

Although I am worse than those who started practicing since childhood, as long as I work hard, I can still succeed..."

Xiao Jiang thought about his studies over the years. Because his grades were not good, he still liked to play games. The neighbors shook their heads when they saw him. His parents were also upset when they saw him. By the time he thought of working hard and studying seriously, it was already too late. .

After the college entrance examination, he knew that although he had improved through hard work in the final stage, he had no chance of getting into a good university.

Now that he has traveled to the world of cultivation, he still does not have a good starting point, so he decides to cultivate and become strong no matter what, not to impress others, but to prove that he can succeed with hard work.

Because his body was sore all over, Xiao Jiang could only stay in the stone house on the first day and read through the Fierce Sword Technique. This secret book was found by a disciple of the Yunwu Sect in a secret cave. However, at first glance, it was a martial arts secret book for warriors to practice. Therefore, no one from the outer disciples practices at all.

The secret book contains methods for practicing Qi, methods for identifying acupuncture points, and a set of Liuyun Shenfa that matches the fierce sword technique. It is a set of very normal martial arts skills, at least in the eyes of the masters of the Yunwu Sect. Of course, Xiao Jiang cannot tell the difference. Whether this technique is good or bad.

Studying, studying with great concentration, Xiao Jiang worked from morning to night. He suddenly discovered that the content and explanations in this secret book were very detailed and easy to understand. Even he, a person with no training foundation, could quickly memorize the key points.

After reading through it, he stretched and rubbed his still sore shoulders and waist. He looked at the mist gathering in the valley in the evening and went to the kitchen to get some food. After eating, he took a rest and returned to the room to rest. He was preparing for the next day. He started practicing the Fierce Sword Technique early the next morning, and he had already made plans for his future.

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Xiao Jiang's will was firm and his thoughts were normal, but Xiao Jiang was stabbed within an hour of his first practice.

The tip of the knife in front of his heart slowly withdrew. Xiao Jiang could no longer see everything in front of him. The cold feeling slowly penetrated into his bone marrow. The blood gushes from the wound and soon made his entire front completely soaked.

"Hmph... Xin Ming'er is mine. No matter what your relationship is with Lu Yuan, you have no chance of living. Senior Brother Qian, you will bear the blame for me."

In a cold voice, Xiao Jiang's limp body was lifted into the air by a man in black. There was a flash of light. The man in black arrived on a cliff beside the mountain pass. He threw Xiao Jiang directly down the cliff and sneered. He rose into the air, and a flying sword appeared at his feet in mid-air. In the blink of an eye, it formed a stream of light and flew towards the front mountain.

Xiao Jiang died like this? From a modern medical point of view, it should be because he lost too much blood and his heartbeat had stopped, and he didn't even have the slightest reaction. He was thrown off the cliff and then fell. He fell onto a mountainside stone platform and fell dozens of meters. , even if he didn’t die before, he will die now.

On the stone platform, Xiao Jiang's head was hanging on the edge of the cliff. His whole body was bloody and desolate. His clothes were shaking when the mountain wind blew. Less than half a minute after he fell onto the stone platform, a small stone fell off the mountain wall. It rolled to his feet, and a small turtle head popped up where the stone fell off. The little mung bean squinted at the sky, opened its mouth and shouted in human language:

"God damn it, you have trapped me for so long, and you, Uncle Jin, haven't escaped yet."

It is not a strange thing in the Xingyuan world that turtles can talk. There are monsters in this world, and monsters are divided into spiritual beasts, magical beasts and vicious beasts. As long as they are intelligent enough, they can speak human language.

Just as the little turtle squeezed out of the small hole, the entire cliff began to shake. The little turtle became unstable and fell out of the mountain wall. It hurriedly put its head and feet in its shell.

"Gululu..."

The little turtle rolled on the stone platform, and a piece of bluestone blocked its rolling path. It hit the bluestone and flew three feet. When it fell, it was stuffed into the wound on Xiao Jiang's heart.

"God, are you playing with me? Bah, bah, bah..."

The turtle's entire body was stuffed into the wound. When it looked around, the thick blood around it directly wrapped its head. The turtle's four claws pulled out of the wound, and then it saw Xiao Jiang clearly lying on the stone platform. corpse.

"so far so good."

The little turtle patted its belly. It climbed onto Xiao Jiang's face, looked at it with its little eyes and laughed:

"Fortunately it's a corpse, otherwise the uncle would have recognized the owner as soon as he came out, which would have been an injustice."

The little turtle chuckled, and suddenly it turned around and looked at Xiao Jiang's heart. Xiao Jiang, who had lost all his breath, made a popping sound from his heart, and a strange medicinal fragrance came from his clothes. , I saw Xiao Jiang's body twitching and twitching. When he saw it, the little turtle quickly jumped on the previous bluestone and stared at Xiao Jiang.

Xiao Jiang's body was shaking constantly, and streams of blue liquid kept coming out of his arms and burrowing into his wounds. In the sight of the little turtle, a book soaked in blood in Xiao Jiang's arms was being exposed to the naked eye. Speed ​​turns into liquid.

"Kao...what's the situation? He needs to live. No, we can't let him live, otherwise I will be finished."

The little turtle screamed and jumped up to Xiao Jiang's neck. It stretched out its claws, and its front paws popped out half-inch long black hooks. Just when it was about to cut off Xiao Jiang's neck, its body froze and its eyes closed. Sighing with endless fear and regret:

"It's over, it's over, my whole life is over."

Xiao Jiang, who had been dead for a moment, was shaking faster and faster. Suddenly, his body stopped and a scream came out of his mouth. The little turtle jumped aside in fright. As the roar appeared, Xiao Jiang's eyes opened and he was afraid. He sat up as soon as three inches of cold light came out. He didn't notice the little dark golden turtle hiding in the turtle shell, but he lowered his head and looked at his heart. He touched the tattered clothes and the solidified blood stains and murmured. :

"Who wants to kill me? I seem to hear that he is doing it for sister Ming'er and wants to blame others. If it weren't for the special effect of the secret book of the fierce sword, I, Xiao Jiang, would have died in vain."

Due to the special effects of the secret book, Xiao Jiang now seems to be a different person than before. If the three instructors washing their muscles, cutting their marrow and opening up their veins have greatly benefited him, now he is simply a completely different person.

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