It's a pity that Xiao Jiang is not normal, he hasn't really trained yet, and below the stone platform is a bottomless cliff covered by clouds and mist. He rubbed his hands, jumped luckily, grabbed the vines and began to climb up.

Not long after, Xiao Jiang had already reached the top of the mountain. Looking at the location, he recognized that this place was beyond the mountain pass, and was about to rush back to the stone house, when suddenly he saw the package that the person who killed him deliberately dropped here on the ground next to him.

"Elder Zhao asked someone to deliver the package, what's inside?"

Xiao Jiang picked up the package and muttered a few words, but he was a little surprised when he unwrapped the package. There were several ceramic bottles, some basic exercise books, and a geography of the Xingyuan Realm in the package.

Inside the porcelain bottle are some low-level elixirs that are always in stock, and the basic exercise book is the explanation of how to practice various exercises. Xiao Jiang flipped through it for a while and then opened the geography of the Xingyuanjie.

In addition to the introduction of the continent's topography, there are also introductions of various materials and creatures on the geography. Xiao Jiang glanced at the previous overview of geography and materials, and then turned to the chapter of monsters and beasts. Xiao Jin in the turtle shell said:

"Look at you, then look at others, the thirteen chapters of the turtle clan spirit beasts, the strongest holy armored tortoise can transform armor to resist five times the attack power of the owner itself, and the worst earth tortoise can also create earth spells Assist master, you, you, you still look down on me, tsk tsk..." Xiao Jin poked his head out and glanced at the turtle clan spirit beasts in the book and said disdainfully:

"Although I don't have these abilities, I guarantee that they won't be able to use any power when they meet me."

Xiao Jiang smiled and looked at the little turtle in his hand, it looked exactly like the money turtle on the earth, if it hadn't opened its mouth to speak, Xiao Jiang couldn't tell it was a spirit beast at all, and touched the little turtle's head, he was thoughtful said:

"You're such an idiot, so tell me what I should do next. I just joined the Cloud Mist Sect for less than three days, and I just started practicing on the first day this morning, and then I was stabbed and thrown under the cliff.

If I go back, the person who killed me will definitely do it again, and his cultivation base is more than ten times higher than mine.

If I don't go back, it will be extremely difficult for me to master the method of cultivation, not to mention that I have reached the best line in the Yunwu Sect, and it will be a loss if it is broken.

You said that you have lived for hundreds of millions of years, and you must have a lot of knowledge, come on, give me a reasonable suggestion, so that I can get benefits if I don't die. "

Xiao Jin's life is tied to Xiao Jiang after he recognizes the master. Although there are ten thousand alpacas running wildly in his heart, he knows very well that if the master burps, he will die by himself. Protect Xiao Jiang and let him become stronger so that he can survive.

But when it heard Xiao Jiang's words, it seemed very helpless. It drooped its head and said:

"Of course I want to give you the best advice, but I only know that I am an ancient spirit beast, and all previous memories have been sealed, unless you can reach the level of breaking the seal, otherwise I don't know anything about the past.

As for the situation you just mentioned, there is only one suggestion I can make, that is, what do you think in your heart? Cowardly for safety or looking for ways to take down your opponents? "

Xiao Jiang looked at the bloodstains left on his body. The person who killed him was ruthless and thoughtful. He had seen Ke Lan at least, and he had a deep understanding of various killing methods.

According to his opinion, the other party will never expose himself in the short term without knowing why he survived. From the other party's point of view, Xiao Jiang does not know his identity, so the other party will try his best to test Xiao Jiang's details.

"Escape, it is impossible to escape. I vaguely heard that he is trying to win sister Ming'er to attack me, and to frame senior brother Qian. As long as he doesn't attack me in a short time, maybe I can find him out. But what about finding him?"

Xiao Jiang whispered, his expression became solemn again, so what if he finds the person who killed him? Tell Zongmen that there is no way to prove that he has no wounds on his body, and it seems that killing that person by himself is not enough.

Xiao Jiang suddenly showed a cold smile on his face and said:

"Maybe I can only use my brain a little bit."

Xiao Jin retracted his head and muttered:

"As long as you don't die, I don't want to end up like this."

Xiao Jiang picked up the package and looked at the stone house ten miles away. He moved his feet, and when the toes touched the ground, his whole body shot out like lightning, and he was ten feet away in the blink of an eye.

"boom."

"Oops."

On the trunk of a big tree, Xiao Jiang hugged the trunk with his eyes wide open and slowly slipped to the ground. Inadvertently, he couldn't hold back his figure, so he crashed into a tree.

He gasped for a while, and slowly got up when the pain subsided. Looking at the part of the tree trunk where he had knocked and peeled off his skin, he smiled wryly and took three minutes of his internal energy, lifted himself up again and jumped towards the stone house...

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Three days passed in a flash, and Xiao Jiang was practicing the fierce knife art in the woods of the stone house. As he became more and more proficient, his whole body flickered like a ghost in the woods, and the wooden stick in his hand carried phantom shadows of knife energy From the very beginning, the branches and leaves were flying all over the sky. Three days later, he was full of saber energy, but he didn't chop off a single leaf.

If any martial arts master passed by, he would definitely think that Xiao Jiang was a master who had been immersed in sword skills for decades, rather than a beginner who had only been exposed to sword skills for less than three days.

No one knows the secret of the fierce sword art, so no one will believe that he has mastered the fierce sword art so well. After practicing a set of sword skills, Xiao Jiang threw away the wooden stick. Before he came out of the woods, he discovered that there was a The ten-year-old boy was looking around, Xiao Jiang touched his chin and whispered:

"It's strange, the three instructors said that they would teach me the basic cultivation method for two days. It has been several days. They didn't come, but they came here."

Xiao Jiang walked out without thinking about it, deliberately stepped on a branch halfway, the young man who was looking around at the door hurriedly turned his head, and when he saw Xiao Jiang, he asked loudly:

"Hello, are you Xiao Jiang? I was sent by Coach Yuan."

Xiao Jiang knew that Coach Yuan was the coach with a Chinese face, so he nodded with a smile and said:

"I am, why didn't Coach Yuan come here? I'm still waiting for their advice."

The boy smiled and said:

"Teacher Yuan asked me to inform you last night~lightnovelpub.net~ They were supposed to come here, because of the important affairs of the sect, they had to go down the mountain.

So he asked me to bring you food and other things for half a year, saying that they haven't come back after half a year, and you can go to Uncle Cao who is in charge of material management at the outer door. "

Xiao Jiang froze for a moment and said:

"Are they going to be there for so long? This is a bit troublesome... Well, forget it, does this brother want to sit down for a while?"

The boy shook his head and pointed to a large wooden box at the door and said:

"Everything is inside, I have to go back to practice, I bid farewell to Brother Xiao."

After the young man finished speaking, he turned his body and chanted a mantra. His feet rushed out ten meters away with a whistling of the wind. With the sound of the wind, he roared away along the mountain road like a motorcycle.

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