In a simple farmyard.

“Hu…hu…”

The heavy breathing kept coming.

A young boy was constantly waving his knife, and the scarecrow in front of him was covered with scarecrows.

The young man has a fair face, handsome facial features, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and is eighteen years old. He is such a handsome young man.

The knife in his hand was sharpened to a shiny weight, weighing one pound and four ounces, with a big head and a small body... an ordinary hatchet!

Although he was just an ordinary hatchet, Xu Changming was like holding a magic weapon and practicing hard.

And in front of Xu Changming's eyes, a dynamic box that only he can see is constantly scrolling.

Physical body +1, food consumption +1, physique +1, food consumption +1...

As his body continues to increase, Xu Changming's speed of swinging the knife is gradually accelerating, his strength is gradually increasing, and his mastery of the knife is becoming more and more profound.

Half an hour later.

"No, no, I'm so hungry, I'm starving to death..."

Xu Changming stopped his hand and ran into the kitchen staggeringly, taking out a large pot of white rice that had been cooked.

It's not just a dish, it's just a big bite.

The six bowls of white rice that three people ate were enough, and all of them went into Xu Changming's stomach in half a quarter of an hour.

As the resistance of his stomach stopped, he collapsed and sat on the chair after he was full, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

But looking at the "clean" rice bowl on the table without even a grain of rice, he immediately changed into a sad look.

"The remaining food is only enough for me to eat for seven days!"

When his soul just penetrated into this world a few days ago, Xu Changming was very lucky.

Although the original owner of the body died early and the family was barely covered, two acres of land had just been planted in the family, and there was enough food for one person to eat for four months in the rice jar.

In the Jiangnan region, the climate is warm and the grain is ripe three times a year. With the remaining grain from the original owner, it is enough for him to eat the food in the field to mature. Then he can exchange the harvested grain for seeds, continue to plant, and feed himself.

A very good start gave him the basic conditions to survive.

As a result, these beautiful ideas were broken by the "golden finger" that was found.

"Every time I practice, I consume a lot of energy, which can only be replenished by eating."

"In order to extend the time for food support, I have compressed my cultivation time to one hour a day, but even so, the remaining food is only enough for seven days. It seems that my plan must be prepared in advance, otherwise I may really starve to death!"

Xu Changming also thought about controlling his mind and not falling into a serious state too often.

But how can a person really be confused every day? And in order to support himself, he still needs to do farm work every day.

When he cultivates the land

"Body +1, food +1, food +1, body +1, food +1..."

When he deliberately disturbed his mind and destroyed his seriousness, the hoe in his hand was instantly twisted and almost missed to his feet, becoming a miserable time traveler who turned himself into a disabled person.

People cannot stop eating because of choking and come to this strange world. The only thing they can rely on is himself. This golden finger that can bring powerful strength to him cannot be so stupid to hide it without using it!

After all, this is the biggest reliance for you to settle down in this world!

After clearly realizing that the food you have left can't last for the food in the fields to mature.

Xu Changming immediately began to think of other ways out and had already started to prepare!

And now it is not far from the official implementation of his idea.

After having a full meal, Xu Changming returned to the bed and took a rest for a while.

Until the strongest noon, the sun began to decline from prosperity and the sunlight was not so strong, he walked out the door and walked through two miles.

He came to Lao Li's house, who also lived in a remote place in the village like him.

"Old Li, are you at home?" Xu Changming knocked on the door.

"Here, come." Old Li's old voice came from the room.

After a while, Lao Li opened the door and welcomed Xu Changming in.

Lao Litou is a hunter and has a lot of hunting experience. From a few days ago, he would come to Lao Litou's house every afternoon to ask Lao Litou for various hunting knowledge and experience.

Old Li lived alone, maybe he had been lonely for a long time. Seeing that Xu Changming, a young man who is rarely a young man, is willing to listen to his nagging, he also knows everything and says everything. He is very happy to teach Xu Changming his hunting experience and boast about his wonderful past...

The two get along in unexpected harmony.

In the afternoon, after asking Lao Li about hunting, Xu Changming returned to his down-and-out home.

After dinner, I started sitting cross-legged on the bed and meditating carefully.

He had already gotten used to it and entered a state of meditation in an instant, and the dynamic box in front of him began to scroll quickly.

"Soul +1, food intake +1, soul +1, food intake +1..."

After several days of exploration, Xu Changming summarized several ways of practicing.

When he simply exercises his body, what he increases will be his body + appetite.

When he practices weapons, what he increases is physical strength + food consumption + control of things.

When he is in a daze or thinks seriously, he simply increases his understanding.

When he goes to the toilet seriously, he will also increase his appetite and physical fitness. Xu Changming has complained about this matter more than once.

"I just want to ask, what the hell is to increase your appetite by slack? Is this a marrow-clearing hair removal?"

But this is not something he can control, and he can only endure it silently except for complaining.

One hour, or half an hour later, Xu Changming stopped practicing.

Because there is not much food at home, he now only gives himself one hour of cultivation every day.

The longer he practices, the more energy he consumes, and the more terrifying he eats. If there is no restrictions, his current food will not last for the day he planned!

As for the allocation of practice time, it is...

Refining the body for half an hour, refining the god for half an hour, and then staring in a daze for an hour.

The dual cultivation of Dharma body is the best in the world.

This is the experience he learned from the novel. At present, nothing happened. His strength is gradually increasing every day.

The night was quiet and the moonlight was cold. Xu Changming in the dream seemed to have dreamed of something good, and he couldn't help laughing and saliva flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

...

Three days later

At this time, the sun sets westward, and the clouds have already shown signs of red blood, about four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

Because there is some farm work today and the sun is weak in the morning, Xu Changming did farm work in the morning and delayed his practice time to the present.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

A dull sound kept coming from Xu Changming's home.

In the courtyard

Xu Changming's slightly tender face was full of seriousness. He meticulously drew his sword, chopped the scarecrow, retracted the sword, drew the sword...

He kept repeating this boring process, but he didn't feel bored at all. Instead, he kept his mentally high-pressed state.

The information in front of you keeps scrolling.

Physical body +1, food consumption +1, control objects +1...

Xu Changming is in an extremely perfect state today.

Once, twice, three times, ten times, hundreds, thousands of times...

I don’t know how long it has passed, and sweat has soaked Xu Changming’s whole body, but he still did not stop. Instead, the brilliance in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

The resistance when drawing the knife, the resistance when slashing, and the spirit of concentration when attacking.

His sword drawing speed became faster and faster, and gradually his movements produced a series of afterimages.

After practicing for many times, Xu Changming suddenly had a sense of enlightenment in his heart.

This trace of enlightenment completely brought him into a new world.

The slight sound of the knife being drawn and the whimpering sound of the air flowing directly point to the enemy's loyalty.

He naturally made that knife.

It was like a bright moon rising from his waist, and the sun seemed to have lost its light, and only a dazzling cold light remained in the world.

The cold light slowly passed by the scarecrow, as if nothing had happened.

The next moment.

Bang!

Half of the scarecrow fell to the ground and raised countless dust.

Divide into two, cut the scarecrow into pieces with a neat and clean knife.

The bowl in the middle of the scarecrow has a large solid wood, and the cut is also neat and crisp, and it is as smooth as a mirror!

"Success!" Xu Changming's pale and tired face showed a bright smile.

The next second, he collapsed on the ground.

He has never learned any martial arts secrets, nor has he inherited any secret techniques from the ancestral family.

But he knew one thing, that was...

The martial arts of the world are only fast and not broken!
Chapter completed!