The soldiers and patrol teams in Qinghe City breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation in Qinghe County is very bad. In the past six months, the drought has become more and more serious, and the food stored in people's homes has basically been used up, and some places have gradually become hungry.

If you are invaded by demons again, it will be a worse situation.

Not long after, Zhao Shoujing came from a distance.

Falling on the city wall.

"Mr. Zhao." The patrol team gathered to greet each other.

Zhao Shoujing nodded and said, "Can the city wall be damaged?"

After all, Qinghe County is a small place, and the strength of the array pattern is not as strong as those big cities. In the eyes of Da Ren, such a city wall is just a slap.

"Sir, the city wall is safe."

"Um."

Zhao Shoujing looked at the Yuanqing Mountains in the southwest and said, "Can the monsters in Yuanqing Mountain appear?"

The monsters in Yuanqing Mountain have always been a big trouble for Zhao Shoujing. In the past six months, the drought has been caused by the disaster, organized and premeditated, and has disturbed Qinghe City, which is very cunning.

Zhao Shoujing led the team to encircle and suppress the enemy more than once, but all returned in vain and lost many people.

"Since the last siege failed, it has not appeared." said the captain.

Zhao Shoujing sighed, "I hope no more deaths."

"These monsters have never taken the initiative to attack humans. Last time they encircled and suppressed the monsters, and no one was injured. Only the young master of the Xu family was greedy for merit and almost died." The captain said.

"Young Master of the Xu family?"

"Xu Shigong's grandson."

Zhao Shoujing nodded and said, "It turned out to be him."

The patrol captain said in confusion: "Mr. Zhao knows me?"

Zhao Shoujing is in charge of Qinghe County for nearly ten years. Before coming here, he learned about the general situation here.

Humans have fought against demons and evil things for so many years, and they have won and lost. In addition to relying on the official cultivators of the Dayu Dynasty, they also rely on local families.

Even though the family has lost its power, the Xu family still has a reputation.

"Xu Shigong is also awesome old hero. In his early years, he was sent to the black-haired man. His three sons were all killed on the battlefield. He made great efforts for the safety of Qinghe County." Zhao Shoujing sighed, "Now there is only this only seedling left... If this kid has anything to do in the future, take care of him more..."

"yes."

"In addition... the drought continues to worsen, so it is not a solution. In the past two days, we will gather good players in the city. I will lead the team to clear the monsters myself." Zhao Shoujing said.

The soldiers and the patrol said in unison: "Yes!"

...

The mysterious view of the storm after the storm subsided has returned to silence.

Xu Ye was suspicious and changed into clothes. Just as he was about to go out, Chen Youdao's voice came from outside: "Disciple, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Xu Ye looked out the window, green bricks and green tiles, dead leaves and debris all over the ground, and said in surprise, "Is there a monster?"

"Don't worry, Youwei Master is in charge of Xuanmiao Temple, and the demons dare not approach." Chen Youdao said.

Mysterious Views have indeed been peaceful these years, and there has been no trouble.

Xu Ye glanced through the gap in the windowsill and saw that Chen Youdao was like a paradise, standing in the center of the square in front of the main hall, wearing a gray Taoist robe, holding hands, looking up at the sky.

Why does it feel a bit burning?

Xu Ye didn't have time to pay attention to his master...

But he was full of thought about the ancient pictures.

"Come out." Xu Ye said softly.

Xu Ye touched his eyebrows, and when he was concentrating, with a whoosh, the ancient picture came out of the eyebrows and stretched out like an epic scroll lying in front of him, shining with a faint fluorescence.

The picture is vivid and lifelike. Every inch of land and every mountain and river are ingenious and portrayed in detail.

“It’s true…”

It's the same online writing routine I saw on Earth in my previous life.

This is probably the golden finger.

"Come on, tell me the instructions for use." Xu Ye said, staring at the ancient picture.

“…”

The ancient picture is very quiet and there is no answer.

Xu Ye was speechless and could only admire the beautiful works of art in the world alone.

At this time, Xu Ye noticed a prompt and time countdown in the lower right corner.

[Currently available time: 5 minutes; range: 30 miles in radius.]

Remaining:

0 minutes and 20 seconds...

0 minutes and 19 seconds.

0 minutes and 18 seconds.

...

"What's the meaning?"

"Countdown to death, or is the world going to be destroyed?"

Xu Ye looked at the countdown above in a daze.

8 seconds, 7 seconds...

Fortunately, the time is not long, so let's wait.

5 seconds...4 seconds...3 seconds...2 seconds...1 second...

[This usage time ends, the screen freezes, and it returns to normal after 72 hours]

Immediately afterwards, the fluorescence of the ancient map disappeared and turned into flowing light and flew into the middle of the eyebrows.

"Is this gone?"

Xu Ye was speechless.

Once again, I focused my energy to recall the ancient pictures, and I could only feel that the scroll of the painting was still motionless in the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

"It takes 5 minutes to use, and it cools for 3 days each time." Xu Ye understood and had to sigh.

Then wait for three days.

It's just a chance to get familiar with the practice of this world.

Memory is always memory, and it is profound without personal experience.

Xu Ye left the room.

Chen Youdao was still dazed in the middle of the square. When he saw Xu Ye, he said, "Disciple, where are you going?"

"Master, I'll go to the practice room." Xu Ye said.

Chen Youdao's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "It's great to know that practicing qigong is. You are one very small step closer to being a teacher."

“…”

"Come on." Chen Youdao waved to Xu Ye and took out a very delicate and short dagger from his sleeve. "This is the master's carry weapon, called Yuehua, which was made by a friend of Zhong Shengtian, the master forging master of Qingyunding. It absorbed a large amount of sun and moon essence... Well, you don't have to be so excited. You are the master, you are the only disciple. If you don't give it to you, who will you give it to?"

Xu Ye:?

"Please take it well, this thing is easy to hide, and at critical moments, there are often unexpected effects." Chen Youdao stuffed the Yuehua Sword to Xu Ye.

"Thank you, Master." Xu Ye put away the Yuehua Sword.

After saying goodbye to Master, Xu Ye came to the practice room.

Xu Ye sat on the cushion and began to activate the power in his body.

A warm current swams all over the body, driving away the chills, discomfort and fatigue.

This is the feeling of practicing...

It seems that there will be a mass of air at any time, rushing out of the body and carrying out a destruction.

Xu Ye spent three days in the practice room, and soon he discovered that this way of meditation had too slow to improve his cultivation.

Come to Master’s courtyard and ask questions about practice.

Chen Youdao smiled and said, "Enough resources, talent and practical combat are indispensable."

Mysterious View is so poor that there are no resources.

The talent is quite a bit.
To be continued...