"A poor boy."
Gao Xian sorted out the boy's remaining memories. The boy was a premature baby and his mother died because of it, which also made him congenitally weak.
Fortunately, the boy’s father was a swordsman and had some skills.
Hearing that there were white-haired tigers deep in Beiyun Mountain, and that the blood of such tigers was particularly nourishing and could cure congenitally weak diseases, the father took the boy to stay temporarily in Dahe Town.
Some time ago, the father went into the mountains to hunt and did not return for more than ten days. Later, his mutilated body was found in the mountains.
It was also because of the tragic death of the boy's father that he had no one to rely on. People in the town knew that his father had some ability, so they targeted him. That's how today's incident happened.
The young man had no one to rely on here, and he was weak and frail, but his family had some extra money. If he didn't die today, he would die tomorrow.
It's just a matter of one day earlier or later.
This is the way the world works, the strong prey on the weak. It's just that if everyone can eat their fill, then the way they eat will look better.
Who cares about these when you're hungry?
Especially these closed and backward small villages and towns, which are short of resources, like to stick together through blood ties and surnames, and are particularly cruel to outsiders.
Gao Xian didn't deliberately choose such an unlucky person, it's just that people who die unexpectedly are unlucky in themselves.
This world is very special, and his pure Yang consciousness cannot roam around for a long time. He finally has a suitable body, and he has no choice.
In fact, in terms of qualifications and endowment, the one who beat this tall young man to death is much better and far more suitable than this young man.
The problem was that the other person's body was not compatible with his Yang Shen. If he could just choose a genius to possess, he would have too many choices, so why bother?
Although this young man's body was weak, he had a mysterious connection with his Yang Shen, so he could easily possess him, and his Yang Shen and this body quickly merged.
Gao Xian stood on the shore basking in the sun, his whole body still shaking uncontrollably.
This body was too weak, and he was able to breathe a sigh of relief only by relying on his powerful Yang God power to stimulate the Qi and blood. However, the owner's soul had already been destroyed, leaving behind only a partially dead body.
Once all the potential is stimulated, the body will become weaker.
The laws of the heaven and earth primordial qi in this world are strict, and his Daluo Yang Shen must be carefully hidden. If he reveals a little bit to attract the heaven and earth primordial qi, it won't take long for the Daluo Yang Shen to be assimilated by the heaven and earth primordial qi, and he may really die in this world.
This is no joke.
The Daluo Yang God cannot use any magical weapons, magical elixirs or magical objects.
The spiritual energy in this world is very rich, but it needs a suitable method to transform it. The various secret methods he has learned are not suitable for this world.
You have to know that the spiritual energy of different heavens has different laws and different control techniques.
The same secret method can be used in all the heavens and worlds, and it mainly relies on powerful spiritual consciousness for efficient transformation. I can't use the Great Luo Yang God, and my body is borrowed, so I need a reference if I want to breathe in and out spiritual energy.
Even if it is the most basic breathing method in this world, with Gao Xian's current level of cultivation, he only needs to take a look at it to see what the core of the breathing method is and know what to do.
This poor body, because it is naturally weak, only knows some Qigong methods to nourish the mind and calm the spirit, but they are too rough and are just a method of adjusting breathing.
Fortunately, the fortune-telling artifact Pojun Tiansha Sword can still be used.
As a fortune-telling artifact, Gao Xian only needs to use his soul to mobilize the star power of this artifact, but he does not need to use his spiritual consciousness and Daluo Yangshen.
The soul controls the Pojun Tiansha Sword, but generally speaking it can only be used internally, and the amount of Yuan Qi of heaven and earth that can be connected to the outside world is negligible.
At this time, the little bit of Pojun and Tiansha star power that Gao Xian's soul mobilized was enough for him, even a little too extravagant.
The pure star power flowed into this body under the guidance of the Pojun Tiansha Sword. The star power as subtle as a ray penetrated into the muscles, tendons, blood vessels and internal organs.
In less than an incense stick of time, Gao Xian had used star power to cleanse his entire body inside and out hundreds of times.
Gao Xian's spiritual consciousness cannot be released externally, but he can guide the star power within his body. Even if it is just a trace of spiritual consciousness, it is enough for the body to absorb enough star power and complete a huge change from the inside out.
Gao Xian was not clear about the cultivation methods in this world. This kind of cleansing was purely an enhancement of the basic abilities of all aspects of the body.
You have to know that this body is only fifteen or sixteen years old and is in the stage of physical growth. It's just that the body is weak and cannot guide the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so the body is particularly fragile.
After a cleansing of star power, the body grew an inch taller, and the strength of muscles, bones, and internal organs increased dozens of times.
This number may sound a bit exaggerated, but in fact, it only means that he has reached the first stage of Qi training from a weak boy. That's all.
Gao Xian was very uncomfortable in every aspect in controlling such a fragile body.
He was used to entering and leaving the sky without a trace, entering metal and stone without hindrance, his spiritual consciousness roaming hundreds of thousands of miles, and he could gather the power to destroy the world with a thought.
In comparison, this body is even more fragile than a bubble floating on the water.
Gao Xian walked barefoot along the riverbank all the way up. It took him a long time to return to the original puddle. The group of teenagers had long disappeared.
Gao Xian felt a little regretful. He didn't hold a grudge against a young man. He just promised to take revenge, so he still wanted to solve this small problem as soon as possible.
The boys took all his clothes away. Apparently, the clothes left by the dead were also good things, at least they should not be wasted.
Gao Xian had no choice but to walk back slowly wearing a few strips of cloth.
It was the hottest time of the afternoon and there were few people on the road. Even if someone saw Gao Xian, they would not care much.
Dahe Town is called a town, but in fact there are only about a thousand households, most of whom are poor. Being naked is not a big problem.
The only problem is that Gao Xian is a little too white and clean, which is very different from the dark-skinned people around him, so he is inevitably a little eye-catching.
If the boy hadn't died, he would have been embarrassed to be looked at like this.
Gao Xian didn't care about these things. He returned to the boy's home according to his memory.
The boy's home was an independent small courtyard with walls made of loess. The main room had one and a half rooms and the roof was covered with thatch. There was a collapsed part in the middle of the roof ridge.
When Gao Xian saw this house, he couldn't help but think of his small house in Feimaji, except that house also had an ear room and a warehouse, and was several levels higher than this house.
Gao Xian pushed the door open and entered the yard, and saw that the door of the main room was wide open. Several teenagers were rummaging around in the room, knocking over tables and chairs, making a mess.
The leader was the tall young man, who didn't have a proper name, only a nickname called Xiao Heizi.
Xiao Heizi was holding a long sword in his hand, which was the sword left by the boy's father. He was directing several younger brothers to search the room. When he looked up and saw Gao Xian in the yard, he was stunned.
This man was indeed fierce. Instead of being surprised, he was delighted when he recognized Gao Xian. "You are not dead. You came just in time. Take out your sword manual!"
Little Heizi had no idea that the boy's body had been taken over by a thousand-year-old ghost. As he spoke, he quickly walked out of the room, reached out and grabbed Gao Xian's neck.
Gao Xian casually pushed Xiao Heizi's arm away, and took advantage of the situation to kick Xiao Heizi in the crotch with his left leg.
Gao Xian's body training technique has reached the peak of the sixth level. He is not familiar with the spiritual energy laws of this world, but he is familiar with his body and combat.
Please...collect 6...9...books...!
This kick was launched casually, but it used all the power of the whip kick, and even brought a strong wind. The tall boy's balls were broken with one kick. Such severe pain is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people. The tall boy immediately screamed and knelt on the ground, holding his lower abdomen.
Several teenagers in the room ran out after hearing the screams. They looked at Gao Xian in shock, totally unable to understand how this wimp dared to fight back and even beat up the most ferocious Hei Ge.
Gao Xian ignored the boys and said slowly to the screaming little black boy, "It's okay. It won't hurt soon."
As he spoke, he kicked again, hitting the tall boy right in the temple.
The screams stopped abruptly. Half of the tall boy's face was deformed by the kick. He collapsed to the ground, and black blood slowly flowed out of his nose and mouth...
Several young men were so frightened that their faces turned pale. One of them yelled, "Murder!"
Several teenagers climbed over the wall in panic and jumped out of the yard. One of them was so frightened that his legs went weak and he couldn't jump over the wall.
In the end, he could only huddle in the corner, shivering, his mouth trembling and saying something.
Gao Xian ignored the young man. He went back to his room, found a clean white linen short jacket, changed into a pair of linen shoes, and simply combed his hair and tied it with a hair towel.
If the hair is too long and not managed properly, it will affect the vision. He has to rely on this body now, so he can't be too careless.
After finishing all these, Gao Xian returned to Xiao Heizi and picked up the long sword with its scabbard.
The scabbard was made of simple black wood. After taking out the sword and taking a look, I saw that there were some tiny nicks on the three-foot blade, but the blade was generally quite sharp. The hilt was wrapped with a strip of cloth to prevent the hand from slipping, which was the so-called sword guard.
The long sword weighs about three pounds and is a real combat weapon. This sword looks light, but in fact, most people cannot use it.
It is not difficult to swing it twice, but it takes skill to use a double-edged sword well.
For Gao Xian's current body, the sword is quite suitable, after all, he has reached the first level of Qi training.
Gao Xian returned to the room and casually placed the sword on the table. He then went to the bed and picked up a pillow. The wooden pillow was polished to a shiny finish and it was unknown how long it had been used.
Following the lines of the wooden pillow, he pried it open and revealed a book. On the shabby blue cover were four words: "Nine Swords of Wind and Thunder"
Gao Xian flipped through it casually and found it was an extremely crude and simple sword manual with several figures using swords and some annotations written on it.
How to breathe, how to use a sword, how to change your steps, etc...
For him, the most valuable thing was the simple breathing methods when wielding the sword. He didn't need to take the test, he already knew all the essence of this sword technique. He also knew how to breathe in and out the spiritual energy of this world, tempering his body and sharpening his sword energy.
"I still need some high-level secret methods to recover my strength as soon as possible..."
Gao Xian could deduce the secret method himself, but that would be too inefficient.
The secret methods of this world are passed down continuously. Although they are limited by the Golden Book of Creation and the highest level is only the sixth level, they are still extremely advanced methods. They are also of great reference value to him.
He can stay in this world for a maximum of thirty years, which is not a lot of time. He needs to recover to the sixth level of cultivation as soon as possible so that he can practice Tai Yuan Shen Xiang and other secret techniques.
Gao Xian was planning what to do next when he saw a young man who had just escaped leading a few middle-aged men into the yard in a menacing manner.
The big man in the lead had a thick beard, was tall and had dark skin. He was Xiao Heizi's father, Lao Hei, and his nickname was Black Tiger.
Heihu had a short knife on his waist, and several big men behind him were holding long sticks and other weapons, each with a murderous look on their face.
Hei Hu went forward to check Xiao Hei Zi's body and confirmed that his son was dead.
He stood up suddenly and shouted: "You little bastard, you are looking for death!"
As he said this, he drew out the short knife from his waist and said, "Today I will cut you into eight pieces."
Hei Hu, who was shouting, saw a flash of cold light and he couldn't say the rest of the words.
The big men behind were also shouting and cursing when they saw the black tiger's head slowly sliding down its neck in front of them, rolling on the ground for a few times and finally rolling to the feet of the young man holding the sword.
The scalps of the men felt numb, and their mouths seemed to be blocked by something, and they could no longer make any sound...
Gao Xian was not interested in arguing with these guys. He said coldly, "Get lost."
The big men hesitated for a moment and then turned and ran. The young man who was leading the way was so scared that his legs went weak and he collapsed.
Watching Gao Xian approaching step by step, the boy was already soaked with feces and urine... (End of this chapter)