my magic sword system

As the world spun for a while, Liu Gaoyang knew that the mission was completed, and now he was about to be transported to the space of the system to wait for the completion of the next mission.

After the dizzy, Liu Gaoyang came to a chaotic space, this is the space of the magic sword system, silent, silent without any sound.Liu Gaoyang sighed leisurely, this was the first time he had completed the task, it seemed like it was only the third time, but he already felt as if it had been a lifetime.

Liu Gaoyang only took a few breaths in this system space before he heard the system's notification sound: "The new task has been accepted, let the sword master live, and let the sword master live until he becomes an immortal."

Liu Gaoyang was cautious, good guy, before the highest level was for Xiaojian to reach the golden core stage, and once he reached the golden core stage, he would complete the task, and he didn't see the sword master using the method of the golden core stage, now you Dare to think, directly becoming a fairy, is this a bit too big a step, easy to pull eggs, but it seems that the sword spirit has no eggs, this is a sad story.

Once again, with a whirlwind, Zhao Erxiao came to the world of new missions.

It was the end of autumn, and the branches of all the trees were bare, and a thick layer of fallen leaves and dead branches had accumulated on the path. Qin Long felt limp and uncomfortable when walking on it.

Qin Long was a young man who joined the Tiger Gang just a year ago. He should have failed the entrance examination, but was favored by an old man who made him and another man named Zhang Junfeng join the Tiger Gang.

Qin Long walked out of Huichun Valley slowly, along the path in the mountain, habitually, walked towards Yindie Peak which could be vaguely seen.

Huichun Valley is the old man, where Mr. Liu lived in the Tiger Gang.

Mr. Liu is an old man with excellent medical skills. He has a gray beard, but his eyes are piercing. The entire Tiger Gang respects Mr. Liu very much. Qin Long doesn't know why he is so lucky to be Mr. Liu's disciple.

Qin Long raised his head and looked at the trees on both sides of the road. At this time, from a mountain not far away, there were faint sounds of weapons clashing, mixed with loud cheers from time to time.

This is the sound made by the disciples of the Tiger Gang when they were practicing weapons. Thinking of this, Qin Long felt a little uncomfortable. After all, he had gone through a lot of hard work to complete the entrance examination, but because of the entrance, someone walked through the back door and directly robbed him of his place. Let's go, if it wasn't for Mr. Liu, he wouldn't be able to join the Tiger Gang!

The world is so big, if you can't get in, where can the Tigers help themselves?Still pouring slops on others in those romantic places like before?
Qin Long really wanted to take up the sword and wield it recklessly, but it's a pity that he joined Mr. Liu's lineage, and all he had to do was to identify herbs, learn medical skills, and take over Mr. Liu's mantle in the future.

Don't think about those who dance with knives and guns, at most borrow a knife or a gun from the same door, and dance around a few times is considered enjoyable.

Mr. Liu taught himself a kung fu, called Yimu Changchun Kung Fu, but he has been practicing for a long time, but he still doesn't have the sense of qi that Mr. Liu mentioned. Is it true that Mr. Liu is fooling himself?

The practice of prolonging life is almost unheard of, but thinking that Mr. Liu is highly respected, he should not lie to himself. After all, he is still a young man with little experience, so he doesn't know what is normal.

Qin Long murmured in his heart, what's the big deal about this set of Yimu Changchun Kung Fu, after practicing for so long, he didn't see any use for it.The other disciples who started with him all became better and better as they practiced, and their martial arts were advancing rapidly, but they themselves stayed where they were, and could not see any changes at all.

Even Zhang Junfeng, who had only practiced Black Mysterious Art for three months, has now become rough-skinned and thick-skinned, with incomparable strength.

But if he hadn't been accepted by Mr. Liu, he might not have been able to join the Tiger Gang at all.

If you can't learn martial arts, don't learn it. At least you can eat on the mountain. Although pouring swill in the fence is like eating, is that something people eat?Those good leftovers, even if the old bustard Guigong dumped them, he would not give them to himself. He just wanted to eat bad food, and now he doesn’t talk about big fish and meat. Some vegetables are grown on this mountain, and members of the Tiger Gang are grateful from time to time Mr. Liu's life-saving kindness, sent some game over, no matter how bad it is, there is a cafeteria under the Tiger Gang, although it is a big pot of rice, the food is not bad anyway.

While complaining in his stomach, Qin Long comforted himself.

Qin Long turned his eyes back from a distance, still murmuring in his heart, but his spirit became even more diffuse, his eyes stared blankly at both sides of the path, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Suddenly, a cyan light flashed across, Qin Long only felt his eyes go dark, his whole body went limp, and his body fell to the ground.

A burst of severe pain came, and before Qin Long could feel the pain, he lost consciousness.

When Qin Long woke up, he saw that the sky was getting dark. Qin Long slowly opened his eyes, and he was still paralyzed in the place where he fainted. It seems that this ditch is relatively secluded, and people who went back to Spring Valley really couldn't see to myself.

Qin Long woke up and rubbed his eyes. He could feel the corner of his mouth dripping out. When he stood up, he felt a piercing pain.

I think it was because I bumped into it when I fell down inexplicably.

It hurts so much, Qin Long gasped, his face turned ferocious.

Then Qin Long saw that the sky was already dark, and there was no point in going to Fengstiefeng again, so he simply returned to Spring Valley.

On the way back, Qin Long didn't meet many people, only a few senior brothers who passed by were a little surprised to see him limping, but they didn't say anything to him. It seemed that no one paid much attention to him as a junior.

When I returned to my residence, the pain in my feet became even worse.Qin Long hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed, gently took off his shoes and socks, and checked the injury.

It's so swollen!The thumb of the right foot has been raised high, and the skin of the wound is red and bright, like a red hot pepper.

Qin Long hastily stretched out his hand to the wooden pillow on his bed, and took out a small medicine bottle from under the pillow. This is Mr. Liu's carefully prepared trauma medicine, which has miraculous effects on bruises, bruises, and even bleeding. It was obtained from Mr. Liu, and it was intended to be prepared in advance for Zhang Junfeng when he was injured while practicing the "Black Mysterious Kungfu", but he didn't expect to use it first.

As soon as the bottle cap was opened, a strong smell of medicine filled the whole room, and the medicine powder was gently poured on the protruding toes, and a cool feeling came up immediately. It worked.Mr. Liu's medical skills are really incredible!
Qin Long found another piece of clean cloth, wrapped his injured toe into a big bag, and then put on his shoes and socks again.

kindness!Fortunately, the pain has eased a lot.

He walked slowly back and forth a few steps, quite satisfied with his quick treatment of the wound.

Qin Long always felt as if there was a voice calling him, what was going on, this voice seemed to come from his own mind!

Could it be that he encountered some monsters? There are not only mortals in this world, but also some immortals who come and go. Qin Long has heard of these. At a certain time, he even saw with his own eyes a cultivator driving a leaf The same thing took off in the sky, which made him very envious.