"That's not the case, since I'm here, let's talk to the host about the division of the power system of the upper realm by the way."

"The power system of the ancient realm is divided into five realms, namely: foundation building, golden core, primordial infant, concentration, and emptiness. Each realm is divided into five small realms, namely, the first, middle and late stages, the peak and the great perfection."

"Every leap in a small realm is a big difference, let alone a big realm, so the host should not have those big dreams of spring and autumn with the air every second."

"Isn't there you, the source?" Xiang Jing licked his face and said, "I have you as a wise martial artist, unparalleled in the world, the first system in the universe, it is not easy to sling these people in the ancient world."

"Ahem, this is also true," Yuan said. "But you shouldn't rely on my existence to be lawless. If you offend an old monster temporarily, it's useless to have me help you."

"Is there anything else?"

"Hmm, what do you think, this is the ancient world, the years of existence can follow the ancient times millions of years ago, and the higher the state, the longer the living time, the ghost knows what is hidden in the deep mountains and old forests? The old monsters are here, so the host should be careful. As for other things, it is up to the host to explore it."

Xiang Jinggang wanted to ask Mr. Shu why he said those words, but Yuan directly blocked him with a sentence.

Xiang Jing didn't ask any more, he knew that Yuan would never say that he didn't want to say, and he would know when he should.

Xiang Jing looked around, and decided to find a place to stay.

Walking through the dense forest, Xiang Jing thought about what to do next.

First of all, it must be the issue of intelligence information. Xiang Jing currently has no knowledge of the ancient world and needs to figure out a general situation.

Then there was the problem of her own strength. The little girl was taken to heaven, where there must be many masters.

Using Xiang Jing's current strength in the past is tantamount to hitting a rock with a soft blow, so he must improve his strength as soon as possible, or hold his thigh, find a powerful force as a support, and think of ways to do things.

As for the cultivation system of the upper realm, that is, the method to become stronger, it turned out to be the same as in fantasy novels.

First, you need a exercise method, and then practice the exercise method to absorb the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth to improve your realm strength.

Xiang Jing went through the system store, but he didn't see anything about the exercises. It seemed that he needed to refresh.

Or like the protagonist in the novel, find a cliff to jump, then discover the cave, gain the inheritance left by some powerful existence, and then move to the pinnacle of life and start an open life.

However, this chance is so small that Xiang Jing decided to wait for a side mission, save energy crystal, and refresh the store.

As he walked, Xiang Jing saw smoke rising in front of him, and the surrounding vegetation was obviously cleared by man, forming a mountain road.

Xiang Jing walked forward, and after crossing the mountain road, he saw a village.

There are probably dozens of houses in this village, which are of the kind of earthen walls and tiles. They look very backward. The outermost stone walls are piled up with stones to protect the village.

It's like the kind that is common in fantasy novels, the backward villages deep in the mountains.

However, as usual, there are often some terrifying enchanting geniuses in such places, and then one day they will walk out of the village and get the air every second.

Xiang Jing smiled and walked straight to the village, ready to find someone to ask for directions. After all, he couldn't stay in this mountain all the time. At least it would be nice to get a map.

When Xiang Jing approached the village a hundred meters, he stepped on something suddenly, and then he noticed something in the grass, and then he saw two rows of sharpened bamboo sticking towards him.

Xiang Jing jumped and dodged easily, but immediately above, a huge boulder weighing a thousand jin smashed down, and a log fell behind.

Xiang Jing raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and punched out, directly smashing the boulders, bamboo and the rolling wood behind him.

After falling to the ground again, Xiang Jing looked at the traps that had been scrapped, thinking that it should be the people in the village to prevent the invasion of wild animals in the forest.

But this is really lagging behind.

In other words, the ancient world is also the upper plane. The earth is full of high-tech. Why is the ancient world here, although it is a village, but it is indeed backward that Xiang Jing has a little doubt whether he has come to the wrong place.

Xiang Jing was going to continue walking towards the village, but he didn't want a stone as big as a washbasin to be thrown out of the village suddenly. It was seven or eight.

Xiang Jing ignored the rock dropped in midair and looked in the direction of the village.

At this time, on the stone wall, I don't know when a row of young adults stood, holding a bow and arrow that would break when pulled, and aimed at Xiang Jing. The cutting head even lit a fire.

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Jing shot at him no less than a dozen arrows with fire.

However, whether it is a falling rock or an arrow, it is useless to Xiang Jing.

It's like a rookie hitting a fully equipped full-level number, it can't break the defense at all.

The stone and the arrow fell at the same time, raising dust in the sky.

The villagers standing on the wall continued to bend their bows and shoot arrows, staring at the dust and mist with sweat on their foreheads, ready for the next attack.

It is definitely not easy for this person to break through the traps they laid out and destroy them unscathed.

And looking at his clothes, he must be an outsider from outside.

Just as the villagers were standing by, a figure suddenly appeared behind them silently.

Xiang Jing looked at the rough trebuchets, dressed in coarse linen, holding rusty weapons, and even villagers who were mostly farm tools, and the bumpy dirt roads in the village. He said with some suspicion, "You plan to use these Stuff, what to do?"

The sudden sound behind him shocked the villagers standing on the stone wall and turned around subconsciously.

Then he looked like he had seen a ghost, and the man who had just been surrounded by their attacks appeared in the village at this time and stood behind them.

How did he get in?

When did he come in?

For a time, all villagers had these two questions in their minds.

No one could see when Xiang Jing came in, and how the village was a hundred meters away from the place they attacked. There was nothing in the middle. How did this man avoid dozens of pairs of eyes and enter the village.

However, these are not important anymore. Xiang Jing is an extremely dangerous person in their eyes, suddenly appearing in the crowd, like a bomb.

Immediately, some villagers shot arrows in their hands, and villagers holding wooden sticks, hoes, kitchen knives and agricultural tools also screamed towards Xiang Jing.

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